This isn't actually a real-cat story, but someone in Cats... she's a little different, I don't want to explain all of it at the time being... all willl be revealed (I hope) in future chapters! This is basically the crossover I had 1 chapter in - rewritten, so it's all a Cats story. Someone told me off for not enough Pokemon in the Pokemon/Cats, so....
Disclaimer: I wish, badly. But no, I do not own Cats.
Oh, and for both of our sakes, I'll just call the other 'cats' by their cat's name, no way I can learn all the actors names as well, I still have trouble with some of the cat-names... not so often anymore though. And I really don't care to, as I'm writing, go through the credits for the actor of the cat I'm talking of. No thanks, I'd get too emersed in the music. That still happens anyway, occassionally, but I don't need to go looking for it...
Cassie's P.O.V.
I took a deep, steadying breath as the familiar opening music came to a close, as Demeter, I would be the first out there. Not that I used to be really... why they switched me from Bombularina to Demeter, I have no ideas. Here goes... I ran back into the pipe, glad that I wouldn't be alone when Munkus came out.
After The Rum Tum Tugger came out, I did along with the music, I was waiting for the moment where I'd get so caught up in the things I love - singing in dancing - that my conscience mind would finally shut up...
"Are you blind when you're born?" That was the moment I stopped caring, it's go time.
Dakota's P.O.V.
Oh Cassie, why leave us to fulfill your dreams? I won't see you again 'till what? Next Summer? Maybe later if she decides to audition again - and knowing her she will. She's a shape-shifter, thus she's lived thousands of years already, my guess is she'll continue acting for the next couple of thousands of years. I shook my head sadly, my sister, of course, noticed this. "Y'know, moping about her leaving us isn't going to change her mind one bit, so you can stop acting like a zombie and go do something with your life."
I stuck my tongue out at her, I wasn't acting as a zombie, just... missing my best bud. What else could I do? She was part of my life, and right now she's off-line, so I can't IM her. But... I just got an IM from...
~IM's via computer~
Lexacopat: Okay girl, I'm sick of Ellie's endless complaining 'bout you. We're going bowling with the rest of the gang, now. I'll drag you outta the house if I have to!
Did I even get a say in this? It appears not. Well... bowling... that's something we haven't done in a long time. Might as well tell you about 'the gang' as Alexa called us.
There's Cassie. A shape-shifter, she's actually thousands of years old, but right now she looks 23 and is in Cats the musical as er... Demeter. She left not too long ago, we're gonna see her soon - I think.
Then there's Alexa. I think 'Lexacopat' (her new IM name) came from the fact that Cassie's in Cats, and that her favorite characters are Tantomile and Coricopat. She's very... er... one-minded and random. Oh, and she's a shape-shifter too.
There's our guardians, the Olympians Tara and Tessa. Yes, we all live in the same ginormous house. They're best friends, Tessa has red hair, and is the calmer of the two. Tara is... Tara, there's no other way of putting it. She's blonde, and she acts like one too... but Tara will be Tara.
Then you have the twins, Lexi squared. Technically Lex and Lexi are their names, buut if we're talking to the both of them (we usually are) we just call them Lexi squared. They make look the same, but their personalities couldn't be more different. Oh, and Lex always has colored streaks in her hair, they change whenever she feels like it.
Ellie, my sister. She looks a lot like me, but I'm sorta reckless, while she has to know what she's about to do, or she won't do it. Very skeptical, that one.
The there's... well me. What can I say? Not much, I'm just a small girl, trying to make a place for herself in a big world. And people say I have a good singing voice, but I flat-out refuse to sing in public like Cassie does, I'm er... shy in that manner.
"Are you ready girlie? Time to get rid of your zombie-ism and go have a fun time!" I sighed, what would they drag me into this time?
~Cassie's P.O.V.~
"Macavity!" By far my favorite song, but that wasn't on my mind at that moment, the only thing I was thinking of were the lyrics, (definitely didn't wanna mess up when I was so far into it) and the dance moves I was to be doing. Ah, I love this song... I stayed out on the stage with my 'sister' Bombularina, while the others ran away. I scampered around the stage, then backed up in time with the music...
"Macavity's a myst'ry cat, he's called the Hidden Paw. For he's the master criminal who can defy the law. He's the bafflement of Scotland yard, the Flying Squad's despair, for when you reach the seen of crime, Macavity's not there." I waited for the music, dancing with the music as I was supposed to... but apparently I wasn't focused enough on my footing, because I tripped over something unseen. And I crashed to the floor... hard. I let out a squeal, the music had stopped, and my wrist hurt like crazy.
"Cassie!" Bombularina cried out, and was the first to get over to me. "Are you okay?" I slowly stood up, damn, my conscience mind was fully returned... and it was fully aware of a pain in my wrist. I tried flipping my hand over,
"Ouch, damn it!" I'd literlly jumped from the pain, I landed quitely on my feet, as a dancer was supposed to, but with tears stinging my eyes.
"Cass... maybe you just sprained it?" said Jemima hopefully, we were pretty close.
"I certainly hope so..." The choreographer had come up onstage to see what had happened. "You can't flip it over, can you?" I shook my head. 'Please think it's only sprained, so I can get to my place and heal it with shape-shifting powers. Pleasey-please please?' Of course, she didn't know about these, she'd send me to a mental institution. But the others had caught me shifting my hair, so they believed, and kept it a secret. I could tell half of them already knew what I had in mind, but Bombularina, behind our choreographer's back, put a finger to her lips. "Very well, Demeter, get home. Rest. Tell me if it still hurts in a couple of days, but I still expect you at rehearsals tomorrow, dismissed." Everyone grabbed their bags with a sigh of relief, we'd gotten through pretty much of the show today, and we were all pretty beat. At least I'd gotten us outta rehearsal early, if nothing else. But... I wanted to lose my thoughts again, it was the best feeling ever, for someone who's been alive thousands of years.
"Hey, Jem, I forget. When's open-mike night at the lounge again?"
"Uh, I think tomorrow, why? Thinking of entering?"
"We have to, don't we?"
"Er... right." Everyone was always a bit absent-minded after rehearsal, none of us like receiving our minds back again, even if we were exhausted. Oh well.
(A/N) I really ought to plan before typing, this originally wasn't even supposed to be a Cats story, oh well. There may be more charecters added, I never have my thoughts straight when I begin a story, so... Yeah, and remember:
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