Okey, this is my first fanfic, I hope you'll like it! I wanted to do accents, especially on Mungojerrie, but since I'm not even good at that in Swedish, I'm not gonna try much in english. Maybe some other time, when I'm better at this. So, I hope you'll enjoy!


Rumpleteazer couldn't believe it. She was looking out through the bars on the little window. They had been caught. That didn't happen very often. She replayed what had happened over and over again. They had broken into a queen's house, to steal a valuable pearl necklace. A loud crash had been heard, it had been a vase which had fallen down to the floor. Before she knew it, they were surrounded by pollicles, the ones that worked for the cat police, that was. They had been taken to the prison were they currently found themselves. She looked over to the other end of the cell, where her twin brother and partner-in-crime, Mungojerrie, was laying on a bed. The color of his fur was calico, just as her's, but his orange was darker and he had more black in his fur. She sighed, only this morning she had been so sure that the necklace would have been their savior. With the money they could have got for it they could have bought food for months. But instead they were now in jail, with no hope of getting out for a long time.

Suddenly the guard came and opened the cell door. Mungojerrie jumped as the sound woke him up.
"You have a visitor", he said. "You'll have five minutes." A brown and white cat entered the cell and the door behind her closed.
"Hello, Rumpleteazer and Mungojerrie, am I correct?" she asked with a mild voice.
"Yes", Rumpleteazer answered perplexed.

"My name is Hera, and I'm here on behalf of my boss. He likes your, hm, style, and he offers you a job."
"A job?" Mungojerrie asked surprised.
"Yes, a job. He will get you out of here and you'll get food and a place to sleep if you'll come and work for him." The shorthaired cat said.
"What kind of job?" Mungojerrie asked. Hera smiled at them.

"What you do best. Stealing things." Rumpleteazer and her brother looked at each other.
"What about the payment?"

"You'll get a fair share of what you're stealing. And you never have to worry about food or where you're going to spend the night again.

"Could we get a moment to discuss this?" Rumpleteazer asked.

"Certainly."
"What do you think?" Rumpleteazer asked her brother when Hera had left them.

"If it's true what she's saying, and 'er boss really could get us out of 'ere, get us food AND a place to sleep…" He let it hang in the air.
"Then this is a great opportunity. So we say yes?" Mungojerrie just smiled as answer. They called back the brown and white cat and told her their decision.

"Great. If everything goes as planned you'll be out tomorrow." She told them and then left.

"Thanks!" Mungojerrie shouted after her. That night Rumpleteazer fell asleep quickly. She knew that things were finally looking up.

The next morning the twins reacted to every little sound that reached their cell, but nothing interesting happened until a few hours after mid-day. The guard came and opened the door.

"You can go" he said. Rumple felt like she was flying when she walked out of the building that she had feared would be her home for a long time. They found Hera standing outside, waiting for them.
"Wow, thank you", Rumple said gladly to the brown queen. "How did you manage to get us free?"
"My boss has his contacts", she answered mysteriously. "Let's get out of here." They followed here for maybe twenty minutes, down a long street and through many alleys before she finally stopped. "We're here. Welcome to your new home." The twins looked at the building skeptically. It was a big warehouse, which looked abandoned. The windows were broken and it looked to be all dark in there. Hera led them to a door in to the building, and it was first then Rumpleteazer saw three toms guarding the door. Two of them where very big but the third one, which was black and white on some places, was rather small and looked as if he was build for running rather than anything that has to do with strength.

"Hi Hera!" the smaller tom greeted her. "Did you miss me?"

"In fact, I did not" she answered him, but at the same time gave him a worm smile. "We have newcomers, she said and jerked her head towards the twins.

"Oh don't tell me." He closed his eyes hard as if he tried to come up with something. "You're twins!" Rumple gave him an annoyed look. "Oops"

"They haven't even entered the building and you're already annoying them, Puwall" Hera said. "Just open the door will you?" He opened the door and they went in. Rumple was astonished. The place looked much bigger than from the outside, and there were so much life. She could see that there were several levels of floors, and from the middle of the room she saw all the way up to the highest floor.

"Come, I'll show you were you'll sleep." Hera said and led them to the stairs and started going up. It was a spiral stair, and it was narrow so whenever they met someone they had to stop and squeeze themselves to the railing. When they got to the third floor they got off the stair, and they were led to a pretty small room with two beds. A window faced the middle of the building, so they could see down to the first floor.

"This is your room. I hope you'll like it." Hera said.

"It's great, thank you", Rumple told her.

"Now, there will be dinner served in two hours, since you are new here you'll be eating with us at the table for those with higher rang. But that's just for today, unless you prove yourselves worthy of being there. That's mostly because the boss wants to check you out. I think that's all for now. You can go around and take a look if you want to, these two hours before dinner. Just don't get into any trouble, okay?" Rumple and Mungojerrie nodded. "And dinner is on the fourth level. I'll see you then" She smiled at them and turned around to leave.

"Oh, wait", Mungojerrie suddenly stopped her. "What's the name of your boss? Or, our boss I mean." Rumple could have kicked herself if Hera hadn't been there, why hasn't she asked her that earlier? Hera looked surprised for one moment, and then she smiled at them again.

"I must have forgotten to tell you, it's been a bit busy. I'm sure you've heard about him before. A few of the names they call him is Napoleon of Crime, Hidden Paw, you name it. But his name is Macavity."