Wow, already I have another fanfiction up within a few days! Anyway, this story has been in the back of my mind lately and I thought it'll be a nice wee story to put up. Also, I want to make it an easy story to write that doesn't have that many or long chapters, I have a big one in mind that'll be up after this story is done, this is just a warm up to get me into writing let's say. Anyway, it's the first time I'll be writing these characters so go easy on me if they are somewhat OOC. So off you go and read it!

Chapter 1

Where's Mistoffelees?

The summer season was here again in London and it for many, it was a time for long and lazy holidays over the period, too bad that wasn't the case for the Jellicles. Early in the morning, many humans were waking up and getting ready for the day ahead, but one black and gold Maine Coon wished to remain in his basket for the day. Rum Tum Tugger had never in all his days had felt this terrible, his head felt like it was being beaten against the wall over and over again and he felt his body shiver not out of being cold, but on how he was feeling. The reason? It was Ademetus' volatile milk.

The night before, Admetus presented to the tribe a new sort of milk that his human owners had been given him recently and he couldn't help but rave about how good it was. It also seemed odd that other cats from other tribes or just random strays had gathered in the Junkyard to try this milk he'd dragged over to the Junkyard, it seemed Admetus had told the whole of London about this milk. Curious, the rest of the tribe wanted to try a bit to see what it was really like, and Admetus had somehow managed to bring along some of this sugar like stuff that went along with it, how his human owners hadn't noticed that no one seem to know. It was by adding pretty much by adding a lot of this sugar into the milk that the night was going to be ruined for many.

For the certain few that stayed out, they were the lucky ones, the rest all felt horrific after trying the stuff. It was like a secret attempt by Macavity to attack them then it surely was a successful one as those unlucky Jellicles decided to call it a night and went back to their dens or human owner's homes, all heading for bed. But they all found themselves unable to sleep, as the pain seemed to get worse for them as the night went on.

For the Rum Tum Tugger, the once heartthrob of the tribe was feeling like he was getting over the effects of what the humans he believed would call a hangover. The Maine Coon raised his head up to hear his human owners leaving through the front door for whatever they'd be doing for the day, at least he'd have some peace today rather than being pestered by them.

Alas, that was not meant to be.

Just as Tugger began to have some shuteye, he heard a yell that to any human ear would sound like a loud meow, for Tugger though, it was the cry of a queen-kit that he knew only too well.

"Tugger!" Came the sound that seemed to repeat over and over again.

Knowing that this queen-kit wasn't going to let him sleep, he groaned as he slowly got out of his basket and staggered over to the cat flap in the front door. Once he managed the get over to the door, a challenge that felt difficult in his current state, he popped his head through the cat flap to see sitting up on the front garden wall a young white and cream tabby queen with big blue eyes and seemed to have a large smile that even Tugger couldn't help but think was cute.

Etcetera.

"Hi Tugger!" She giggled, not knowing how bad Tugger felt.

Tugger didn't seem to mind most of the time to see Etcetera as she'd be the first cat he'd see when waking up, in fact he seemed to like her appearing and it would always get him ready for getting back to the Junkyard. Today however, it wasn't one of these days.

"Can't you keep quiet?" he moaned. "You must have the loudest voice in a thirty mile radius." He clutched the side of his head feeling the pain coming back again.

"Oh…not you as well." Etcetera whined sadly knowing now what was wrong with her idol.

"Yeah, Ademetus' good-for-nothing milk," Rum Tum Tugger replied. "After having that, Everlasting cat you don't know where you are after that. Just wait 'till I see him again…"

Nonetheless though, Etcetera's infectious smile returned. "Well…see you then Tuggsie, see you at the Junkyard!" And with that, she bounded off towards the Junkyard.

Rum Tum Tugger looked up at the beautiful blue sky and warm weather that seemed really rare in London before heading through the cat flap. Sadly this wasn't that easy as he found it quite a struggle to get through for his body didn't have the energy to get through.

After what seemed like a minute struggling in the doorway, something that other cats watching would've found hilarious if they were watching him. Finally though he managed to get through and casted at glare at the cat flap before heading onwards to the Jellicle Junkyard.

"I hope my owners get it fixed someday," He grumbled to himself staggering along the streets to meet the tribe…or who was left after last night.

XXX

In the junkyard, Tugger's brother Munkustrap had remained there in his den with Demeter, who had been there tending to her poorly unwell mate. He lay on his back as Demeter placed a cold, towel on his forehead trying to reduce the heat that made his condition seem like he had a cold. It seemed that milk had made many of them unwell in various ways.

"How am I now?" He uttered as his mate placed her paw over his forehead to check his temperature.

"You're getting better thankfully," She said feeling the heat on his brow had reduced.

Munkustrap looked at the golden queen skeptically. "Really? I don't feel like it…I only hope Alonzo is alright to take over the duties of protecting the tribe today."

"I'm afraid he's down and out too," Demeter sighed sadly.

"Oh no…" the silver tabby groaned as he managed to find the energy to sit up. "That's the last time I try anything from Admetus ever again."

Munkustrap began to stand up, but Demeter tried to stop him from going anywhere. "You shouldn't really be going out if your still feeling bad," Demeter expressed concerned.

Munkustrap looked at her. "I know, but someone has to look out for the tribe, doesn't help that nearly all the toms where the ones who tried it and are all feeling the same."

Just as Demeter was about to reply, she glanced over through a crack in the wall of the den seeing Rum Tum Tugger enter the junkyard, looking worse for wear, but nonetheless still standing.

Munkustrap noticed his brother too seemly stagger his way into the Junkyard with every step he made looking like he was about to land flat on his face at any moment.

"Excuse me," Munkustrap said to his mate before giving her a quick nuzzle and left to help his brother out, oddly, looking not looking too bad considering how he felt.

XXX

Not so long later, the two brothers sat on the back of the TES1 trying to eat their breakfast of two small birds that Jennyanydots had help made for them. Though due to Tugger's violent shakes in his body, when he found himself raising he small bird to his mouth, his arm would shake the bird and unintentionally slapping Munkustrap in the face with it. The motherly nurse cat could only watch them from afar as they struggled to try and eat their breakfast. Both were a shadow of what they were normally.

Munkustrap attempted to eat his bird, though he didn't have the violent shakes like Tugger did, he found out when he took a bite of the bird, the pain in his teeth became too much and he let out a muffled cry of ache that seemed loud enough to wake the whole Junkyard. Poor Tugger had to clasp his paws over his ears to shut out the sound, both being in a very delicate condition.

One cat hearing this was Jennyanydots, she came racing forward to help the pair settle down. "Calm down, Munkustrap," she cooed repeatedly as she held the younger tom close until his screaming died down.

"I'd rather have some water," Tugger uttered weakly as he rubbed his eyes.

The Gumbie cat let go of Munkustrap before looking at them both. "That milk by any chance last night?" She asked, she being some of the lucky few that didn't take it.

"Y-yes," the silver tabby replied rubbing his head.

"It was terrible," Rum Tum Tugger added when some emphasis on the word 'terrible'. "Ooh, I was glad when it was all gone."

Jennyanydots shook her head at them, amazed to see that they were actually up. "Well to give you two credit, at least your up, my Skimbleshanks can barely stand and is back at the den…" She paused as she notice someone was missing from their little group and one that she hadn't seen since last night.

"…Where's Mistoffelees?" she enquired.

The two brothers looked around sheepishly for the magical cat, but no sign of him anyway.

"Where is he?" Munkustrap asked Tugger.

"I thought he was here in the junkyard with you," the Maine Coon replied.

Munkustrap shook his head. "No, you're normally with him most of the time…"

"Oh yeah," Tugger replied before his eyes solely widened in realization, he had forgotten to meet up with him as he'd normally do.

Without a second thought, Tugger quickly headed off out of the Junkyard with Munkustrap following closely behind, leaving Jennyanydots with the unfinished breakfast behind with her. "And I just made those for them too," She muttered angrily under her breath.

The brothers carried on further, still feeling not well, leaving the Junkyard behind and onwards the home of Mistoffelees' human owner's home.

"I don't know if I could really be fit for the tribe protector if I don't get better soon," the silver tabby said with worry in his voice. "I don't want to let them down like that. Give me anything to fight but that milk"

"We'll be better soon," Tugger replied, though he himself felt along the same lines with Munkustrap. "Anyway, we have to find Misto to make sure he's alright. Then again if he's feeling like me, I'm sure he's still in bed as it is."

"Did Misto have much of that milk?" Munkustrap pondered.

Tugger thought for a moment. "Not that I could remember, what I do remember is however was him hanging out with that queen for some reason. What was her name again...oh yeah...Electrione."

Munkustrap stopped dead in his tracks…surely not her? Electrione was a Bombay queen about the same ages of him and Tugger, but everyone knew her as a nosy know-it-all who for some reason hadn't change since her mate died some years ago. Not to mention with her clingy character made her a feline that any tribe didn't want to have, and it had to Admetus who had to invite her along to the Junkyard the night before.

However the thought that she might have something with Mistoffelees made his mind think of many crazy scenarios playing in his head. "That's not like Mistoffelees," Munkustrap noted with a worrying look.

"Oh I don't think he was really meaning to pull that certain queen," Rum Tum Tugger responded. "She had a strong grip on his arm if I can remember…you don't think…?"

Without think of their current state, the two didn't say a word and they bolted off to Mistoffelees' human home and to make sure he was alright. Unknown to them, it was only the start of a day that would have them to go on an unlikely rescue mission to save their friend…and to try and get rid of the aftereffects of that horrible milk.

Oh, What's happened with Misto and those poor Jellicles all feeling sick. This is in fact based on a true story that my sister had this milk in the fridge that wasn't past its sell by date, but god was it bad. I had a sore head for the rest of the day. Anyway please review if you are interested to see what happens next!