Hiya
This is my second Cats fanfic. My first one was with Tugger/Misto and now it is Alonzo/Munk. To me, Alonzo's age in human years would be like 20 while Munk's would be maybe 24, so I don't how that would translate to cat years. It's a four year difference, so let's just say it's a four month difference between them. *shrug* There's like no background on Alonzo, so this only makes it funner :) To some he's related to Munk, but this isn't an incest story so sorry, and to other he's related to Misto or Vicki, but he's just gonna be a stranger in this yard!
I don't own Cats, duh! =D
The little black and white kitten opened his eyes and looked around, having no idea where he was. He blinked, and still didn't remember. He tried to remember something, but he couldn't even remember his name.
"Oh no," he mewed, cowering back into a corner in the dark alley, scared. "Who am I?"
He heard a crash and bolted right out from the alley and into the road. He dodged a car and ran to the other side of the street. Things kept coming at him, like large things that moved from stick to stick and would talk so loud. He ran between their sticks and kept running. He sprinted down an alley and turned so he was running behind a fence. He didn't hear anything or see anything moving, so he collapsed to the ground, exhaustion, dehydration, and starvation over taking him all at once, not to mention fear.
"Where am I?" he whispered into the night.
He closed his eyes and dreamed. He dreamt of a pretty black queen whispering things to him that he couldn't hear, but he knew they were loving words. A large white cat took him and swung him about. He laughed and the two cats looked at him, lovingly.
"Hey," they said. "Hey, kitty, kitty, kitty. What'cha doin' out here?"
The kitten opened his eyes as he awoke, figuring out who was talking to him. He saw a large, scruffy and dirty looking cat before him with another smaller cat that looked crazy. He backed up but the small cat grabbed him.
"Hey, hey, don'tcha think thatta Mac would like a new li'l toy to play wid?" said the crazy cat. "He shore is a pretty one, ain't he?"
The large cat rolled his eyes. "You pervert, he's just a kitten."
"Has that ever stopped Mac." He laughed like a maniac. "Come on, let's bring him back. Maybe we can get us some big ol' rats for dis."
"What's your name?" said the large cat."
"I-I don't know," said the kitten, and he started to cry.
The cats exchanged a look. "Whaddya mean ya don't know?" asked the crazy cat.
"I don't remember anything," cried the kitten.
The large cat frowned. "Well," he sighed. "How about we take you to our home? Huh? I'm Jeeves and this is Jitters. Come on, little one, why dont' we..." Jeeves frowned. "Nevermind. You can't come with us."
"Why not?"
"Well, our boss isn't too nice. He'll make you grow up and turn mean within a day."
"Yeah yeah yeah," said Jitters, hopping from foot to foot. "He'll rape your a-"
"Shut up," hissed Jeeves. "Come on, I know a place you can go." Jeeves started to walk and the kitten followed, but he couldn't hold himself up. Jeeves turned around and asked, "What's duh matter?"
"I'm so...weak," mewed the kitten.
Jeeves nodded and picked up the kitten. "We'll get ya to food soon, kitten."
"Kitten! Bahahaha!"
"Jitters! Shut up, goddam."
Jeeves hopped onto boxes and trashcans and over the fence. He wasn't sure where to go, so he just started walking until he saw some other cat, but unfortunately it was a kitten.
"Hey little kitty," said Jeeves to the kitten.
The fiery queen looked up and saw "M" imprinted onto the cat. Knowing what it was, she screamed at the top of her lungs.
"Shit boss!" chirped Jitters. He started to run but was stopped by various cats.
"J-Jeeves," mumbled the kitten, scared.
"What're you doing here?" said a young, orange tom wearing a vest.
A young, orange queen gasped. "He's one of Macavity's henchmen."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I am, I am," said Jeeves, not scared. "Look. I'm not here to hurt you or nuttin. I just happen to have found this little guy and he doesn't remember a ting about anyting and so I felt bad for him."
"Fag..." mumbled Jitters under his breath.
"Jitters, I swear, I will beat your fu-" He stopped himself since he was in the presence of two kittens. "I've gotta soft spot for kittens. I've seen a lot of kits lose their kittenhood in Mac's joint, and it always broke my heart, ya know? So I can't bring him there and he don't remember nuttin so I just thought maybe you guys could take him in."
Jitters laughed. "Let's make him a spy!"
Jeeves sighed. "Ignore him. He's an idiot."
The Jellicles exchanged looks. Then an old but strong tom stepped forward. "Follow me," he ordered, and Jeeves obeyed.
They went into a den and the tom told Jeeves to set down the kitten.
"Your kindness will be noted the next time we meet, Mr. Jeeves."
"Yeah, uh, thanks D. Look, we better get goin or else Mac'll have our ass."
Jitters laughed.
"I understand. Go, and this will be held in confidentiality."
Jeeves bent down first and petted the little kitten. "Listen buddy, I gotta get goin', and if we ever meet again, don't like me, alright?"
"But I do like you," said the kitten.
Jeeves smiled. "Nah, I'm not that good a person, but thanks anyway. These people are pretty nice. They're overwhelming, but nice. They'll take care of ya."
The kitten frowned and then he hugged Jeeves, shocking him at first, but then he hugged the kitten back. "See ya later little guy. Come on Jitters."
"Bye! Bye! Bye!" Then the two henchcats left the junkyard.
Deuteronomy looked down at the handsome, black and white kitten. "So, you don't remember anything about you?" he asked.
The kitten shook his head.
"Well, I'm Deuteronomy, and this is the Jellicle Junkyard. All the cats that live here are Jellicles. A few have owners they return to, but a lot stay in their own dens here."
"Is this your den?" the kitten asked.
"Yes it is. These cats over here are Asparagus, Gus, Jennyanydots, Jellylorum, and Skimbleshanks. I'm the Jellicle leader and Gus is the protector of the tribe."
"I'm Bombalurina!" said the fiery red kitten, smiling.
"Yes, this is Jenny and Skimble's daughter Bomba."
"Hi," replied the kitten shyly.
"We're all one big family here, kitten," said Deuteronomy. "And now you're a part of it, too."
The kitten smiled, feeling comfortable with this large cat.
"Pop, who's this?" asked black cat with cheeta prints, entering with a silver tabby.
"Oh, this is a kitten who doesn't remember anything," said Deuteronomy. "Kitten, these are my two sons, Rum Tum Tugger and Munkustrap."
"Sup?" said Tugger.
Munk gave him a look and walked over to the kitten. "Hi, I'm Munk."
"Hi," said the kitten, not as shy.
"Who's he gonna stay with dad?"
"I think he should stay here," said Tugger.
"No! He should live with us! Mommy, can he?"
"Who would wanna live with you?" asked Tugger.
"Oh, shut up Peke."
"Pollicle."
"Pom!"
"Pug!"
"Tugger," his father sighed as they stuck their tongues out at each other.
The kitten smiled faintly. He stood up but then collapsed. "Oof," he groaned.
"Look how thin he is. He definitely needs some food and water."
"I'll go get him some food," said Jenny.
"And I'll get him some water," said Jelly.
"Well, kitten, how would you like to stay here?" asked Deuteronomy.
"I suppose I have to," said the kitten.
"Perfect."
After eating and drinking a lot of water, the kitten was told it was tiem for bed. Since Munk and Tugger were still kittens as well, they shared a large bed in a room in the den.
"This is where you'll be staying," said Munk, entering his room. Tugger was already in the corner of the bed, asleep.
The kitten climbed into the bed with Munk lying down in the middle. "Night," they said to each other.
That night, the kitten had another dream, with the black cat and the white cat, too. This time, he heard what they said.
"We love you Alonzo," said the black queen.
"Just wait until we move. You'll be so happy in our new home," said the white tom.
"Won't you Alonzo? Yes, my sweet prince. My sweet Alonzo."
The kitten bolted up. "Alonzo," he whispered.
Munk stirred in bed. "What?" he asked drowsily.
"Alonzo," he repeated. "That's my name. I am Alonzo!"
Munk sat up sleepily, smiling. "Well, nice to meet you Alonzo," Munk said.
"Shut up you two," groaned Tugger.
"I am Alonzo," he whispered.
"Let's get back to sleep - Alonzo."
Alonzo lied down, loving the sound of his name. Alonzo.