Disclaimer: In no way do I own any of the cats from "Cats" the musical, all of them belonging to the talented T. S. Eliot. The characters Chyna and Cassie belong to me though. Stealing them will result in Macavity doing evil and mean things, like the evil villain he is. Enjoy the story!

Chapter 1

Chyna sighed as she reached for Cassiopia. "I can't wait until we get to move back to London. I've only been here for a year, but I hate it with a passion." She said as she stroked Cassiopia's fine brown and white fur.

"I'm excited too! I'll finally be able to join my Jellicle friends for a Jellicle Ball. They don't even know what happened to me. One day I was there and the next day you dragged me out here with you." Cassie purred.

"That wasn't my fault. It was my parent's fault. I've told you over and over again how sorry I am. If I knew about the Jellicles I would have left you there." Chyna sighed as she stuffed her cat slippers in a box marked "Chyna".

"Well, alright. You've been a good substitute, though. I never thought very highly of humans until I met you. I never met a human before who could talk to cats." Cassie slowly meowed.

Chyna smiled," Why, thanks Cassie. You made my day. Hey, when we get to London do you think you could introduce me to any of your friends? Please, please, please!"

"I thought you would find friends of your own, though. Who would want to hang around a bunch of cats?" Cassie argued.

Chyna winced," You know how I feel about humans. Really, I can't stand them. I thought I would die because I had no place among people: they bored me. Then I got a pet cat who I could talk to and told me wonderful stories of Jellicle cats and Balls and Moons. I feel that I would rather be a cat. I have no human friends, for they all think I am strange because of my obsession with cats. Even my parents are starting to avoid me. I can tell Father is starting to drink again. He is starting to beat Mother again," She sniffled," and I'm afraid he'll start again with me. I don't want to go though that again!" Chyna let out a full sob, and Cassie leapt into her lap and gave her a hug and a rough kiss.

"You really know how to lay on the guilt trip!" purred Cassie lightly. Chyna giggled through her tears. "Yes, I think I will introduce you to my friends, but first you have to let me warm them up to the idea of a human like you. I know that they will love you, but knowing Jellicle Cats, it will take a while to trust a human." Cassie whispered into Chyna's ear.

"Thank you! Thank you!" Cried Chyna as she squeezed Cassie tight.

"I love you, Chyna. You're my best friend."

"I love you too, Cassie. You're my best and only friend."

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Muskustrap hissed as he glared at the Pollicle. Jemima mewed loudly in fright and hid her face from the Pollicle behind Muskustrap's hind leg. The Pollicle had them cornered, but Muskustrap wasn't worried. He knew Rum Tum Tugger would show up soon. Even if Tugger didn't come, Munkustrap knew that he could take this Pollicle. Munkustrap was not the biggest tom in his tribe, but he certainally was the strongest. Also, he was training to take over leadership after his father, Old Deuteronomy, goes to the Heavyside Layer, which gave him advantage over other toms when it comes to brains. He was a gray and white tabby cat with the clearest blue eyes.

Jemima was still just a kitten, but she will soon be a queen. Probably a queen that most toms will fight over. Munkustrap was too busy to be bothered by looking for a mate, but Old Deuteronomy was starting to get frustrated by his lack of interest. But Deuteronomy knew that some queen would get him to turn his head, hopefully soon.

All of a sudden a blur of brown and black pounced on the unsuspecting Pollicle. The Pollicle barked in furry and turned to this new threat. Tugger made his hair stand on end, then gave his scariest hiss. The Pollicle yelped in fright and ran to warn his friends of the strange brown and black cat.

"That was a really wimpy Pollicle, Munky. Why didn't you take him yourself? How you doing there, Jemima, Precious?" Rum Tum inquired, winking at her. Jemima was near swooning. Munkustrap sighed. Tugger really had a way with the girls, but sometimes he got really annoying when he flirted with every girl in sight, no matter what their age. In fact, the only queen that Munkustrap would have considered for a mate, Bombalurina, was under his spell, too. They probably would go better together, anyway. They are both helpless flirts. Oh, well. He had too many important things to do to worry about finding a mate now. He was the future leader of the Jellicle Cats, for crying out loud! He could have his pick of queens. But he didn't really love anyone from his tribe. Maybe he could find an outsider and make her a Jellicle. "More important things to do, retard!" Munkustrap thought to himself.

"Thanks, Tugger. I owe you one!" He said as he picked up Jemima and carried her back to her mother's nest at the Junkyard. As he did this he scrunched the feeling of loneliness to the bottom pits of his heart.



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Chyna was lying on her back on top of a hill at the Wayside Park. Cassie was stretched out next to her. Chyna always thought of having more cat friends, but Cassie didn't like anyone out here. They were from a different tribe then the Jellicles, and they wouldn't let Cassie in. She always asked Cassie to tell her about the Jellicle cats, as she would imagine herself as a Jellicle cat, accepted and loved by all Jellicles.

"Cassie, tell me about your Jellicle friends again. I do enjoy listening to you talking about them." Chyna urged.

"And I do enjoy talking about them. They are an outstanding bunch of cats. I've only been gone for a year, but it feels like forever. Well, let's see. My best friend was Victoria, a beautiful white cat who was so sweet to everybody. We shared everything together. To leave her like that, without even saying good-bye probably broke her heart. But I bet Plato was there to pick up the pieces. He had a huge crush on her, and she kind of liked him. Plato was a strong tom and a handsome one, too. Most of the young queens fell in love with him, but Victoria was the lucky one. They made such a cute couple. If they became mates, they would probably be having their first liter soon. We both promised we would be there for each other's first litter, and now I might actually keep my promise!" tears came to Cassie's eyes as she thought back to those cheerful days.

"Did you have a potential mate?" Chyna asked.

"Yes. I remember him well. He wasn't the biggest tom or the best looking, but there was something very special about him. His name was Mistoffelees, and he was a magical cat. He was quiet and shy, but very clever and witty once you got to know him. I hope he has waited for me. He didn't even look at another queen, just me. But I left without even saying good-bye. I may have hurt him really bad." Cassie meowed sadly. "I never even considered another tom, either. Mistoffelees and I were made for each other. Sometimes I can hear him in my sleep 'I love you, Cassie.' "

"I'm really sorry." Chyna looked at her hands, again wishing them to be paws.

"It's O.K. I'm really looking forward to see him again. Even if he does have a mate. Anyway, where was I? Oh, yeah. Can't forget Old Deuteronomy, the leader of the Jellicles. He is really old and wise, but I believe that he has many years left to his life. He had a mate, Grizabella, but I never actually saw her because she left right after having her first kitten. I heard she was a very beautiful cat, a Glamour Cat, but she was depressed. She didn't want to be tied down with a new kitten, so one day she left. Her kitten, Munkustrap, was adopted by Jellylorum, who had a litter of her own, two kittens; Victoria and Mistoffelees. Munkustrap is going to be the next leader of the Jellicles, and he's well qualified. I remember that when we were growing up, he was always the leader and protected everybody. He had great leadership qualities. The only thing bad was that he has a hard time trusting females because of his mother. He never looked at it that way, but it was true." Cassie droned on.

"How old would I be in cat years?" Chyna wondered.

"You would be a beautiful young queen, a perfect match for Munkustrap!" giggled Cassie.

"If I was a cat." sighed Chyna.