A/N: And I'm back! I want to get this story done fast so I can focus on An Autumn Leaf.

Disclaimer: If I owned CATS would I be writing fanfiction?

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The silence around me was broken by hushed whispering. I turned quickly to see a whispering Plato and Victoria. I quickly moved away, to a more deserted part of the junkyard. Hopefully this would be a good year for them.

Breathing slowly, my tail flicking across the ground, I tried to control myself.

"Calm down, Quaxo. You can do this." I aimed at the top hat across the yard, and tried to shoot lighting at it. I heard the crack, saw the light, but the crashing of metal surprised me and I fell backwards. The oven next to it was black and smoking. I cringed, before standing and trying again. I held the lightning in my hand, staring at the hat like it had legs. I moved my arm back, ready to throw.

"What are you doing?" I heard a sarcastic voice. I jumped, letting the lightning go and turning, frightened.

"Tugger!" I hissed. He wasn't looking at me.

"You hit it." He said and I turned back. The hat was tipped over, but what surprised me was what was in it.

A small, brown kitten stumbled from the hat, mewling pitifully. I ran up to the hat, looking inside. Tugger swaggered behind me.

"The incredible Quaxo, pulling seven kittens out of a hat. Well done." Tugger said sarcastically.

"Now is not the time, Tugger!" I hyperventilated, watching as two white kittens followed the first, "What am I going to do with seven kittens?" Tugger shrugged.

"Just send them back where they came from." Tugger said. I flinched.

"I don't even know how they got here! I can't just kill them!" Tugger sighed.

"Dude, if you got them here, you obviously have the power to send them back. Just stop worrying and try. I don't want to be here all night. Places to go, queens to see…" he mumbled, and I sighed. I picked up each kitten delicately and placed them in the hat, careful not to hurt them. They mewled and screeched, and as Tugger and I stood back I felt bad for them.

"Maybe if I try…" I mumbled. Tugger raised a brow at me as I summoned the lightning again, almost untrustworthy of myself.

"Presto!" I breathed, shooting the lightning over. The hat flew backwards, hitting the scorched oven. It was empty. I smiled, ecstatic. It worked!

"Quaxo! What did you just do?" Munkustrap! He had patrol tonight, didn't he?

"Oh um, Munk.. I.. erh…" I stumbled over my words, before Tugger jumped in front of me.

"Magical Mister Mistoffelees here was showing me some of the magic he would be doing at this year's Ball." I looked up to him, mouthing 'what?'

"Tugger, you should know we don't believe in magic here. It's dangerous, and usually evil." Munkustrap said, sending a glance my way.

"You really think pipsqueak here is some Macavity clone?" Tugger said, making the silver tabby and I flinch. Tugger swaggered off, probably to meet a queen, and Munkustrap sent one last warning look my way before continueing his patrol.

"The Magical Mister Mistoffelees." I whispered to myself. It almost rolled off your tongue.

I liked it.

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"Tugger, I'm not sure I should do this. Imagine how angry Munkustrap might be." I said, the lightning sitting in my paw evaporating.

"I have not spend the last week helping you with your powers just for you to chicken out. You're a Jellicle! Show some bravery! Prove you can use magic for good!" It was almost strange, hearing Tugger speak so thoughtfully, and with heart. I nodded, and he swaggered off, only to the excited squeals of Etcetera. I had a new name, and I had even learnt to make my coat light up! I don't know what exactly will happen, but all the same I can't wait.

"Hey Quaxo!" Pounce said, jumping in. I smiled, happy to see my friend.

"What's up, Pounce?"

"Well, I want to do something at the ball, something that will make everyone say 'maybe this kit can do something'. You got any ideas?" Pounce asked. He seemed to genuinely want this. I sighed and shook my head.

"Sorry, I don't know. I've got my own surprises to worry about." I apologized.

"Hey, what surprise?" he asked, grinning. I chuckled.

"Would it be a surprise if I told you?"

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Well, Pounce pulled it off alright, and Etcetera proved to be quite a flyer. Plato and Victoria did the mating dance, something I didn't really see coming – and then Macavity stole Old Deuteronomy.

"Hey, Misto." It was Tugger.

"Misto?" I questioned? He shrugged.

"You can save him! Use your super awesome powers!" I could have hit him then. He managed to not only overrate me, but make me sound like a superhero aswell.

"I'm not the Rumpus Cat, Tugger."

"Don't worry! I've been working on your song. All you have to do is throw some lightning around, dance a bit, then use your magic to bring Old Man back." As usual, Tugger had no respect for his father. I sighed.

"Fine. I'll set up my coat and be right out." Tugger grinned and jumped up, just in time to shout "You ought to ask the Magical Mister Mistoffelees, the original Conjuring Cat…"

Out of breath and nervous, with Cassandra – my assistant for the night – under the red sheet, I waved my hands over it. Everyone was waiting anxiously, Tugger with two kittens wrapped around him.

'Don't screw up now.' I thought to myself, grabbing the blanket and drawing it away. I heard gasps, and turned away, afraid to look. Then, Tugger's voice – softer now – broke through the silence.

"Oh, well, I never, was there ever a cat so clever as Magical Mister Mistoffelees…" I grinned and turned, seeing the familiar face of our leader. I had done it! The tribe was chanting my song, grinning and smiling. I had done it! A familiar face floated through the crowd, not scowling or upset, but celebrating the return of his father. He turned to me.

Munkustrap was smiling.

A/N: I'm planning on all these chapters ending with "someone was smiling." Because it just makes everything happy. I don't like how small all the parts were, though. Review!