2 Months Later
"But Mom, why can't I play with them?" a voice called out from a small red, black, and white kitten. She was peering out of the pipe, in which they called their home. Outside, kittens were wrestling, and talking as they enjoyed the beautiful weather.
"No sweetie, I don't want you to get hurt," a gentle voice returned. Jemima walked over to her daughter's side. She knew the kitten would have fun playing, but she was so fragile.
"I won't be rough, I'll just watch," Celesta, now older, replied. She looked up at her mother with bug pleading eyes and tried to make her mother cave.
"I already gave you my answer," she said as she walked away. Celesta laid down as a frown grew on her face. One kitten, with a brown and red marks, saw her sorrow and walked over with a bounce in her step.
"What's up Celesta?" the young cat asked as she sat down next to her.
"Bast! My mom's always worried about me! If she should be worried about anyone its my brothers and Dad," she whined. Just then they looked out to see Mr. Mistofflees and two kittens, one a tuxedo, the other black and brown, shooting shooting lighting bolts at each others feet. The brown and red cat, named Felicie, laid her head of Celesta's shoulders.
"Your so lucky to have Tugger and Bombalurina as parents! They're not over protective," Celesta sighed.
"Yeah, but at least your parents are raising you! Look at my family! Maddison and I are the only ones close to normal. All the others are just huge divas, or flirts," Felicie admitted. They both sighed and continued to sit there.
Seven young toms were running around and causing what appeared to be chaos. What it really was, was Cat and Mouse, a game where one person was a Cat, and the rest were mice. The cat had to "eat" all the mice, or tag them, and the last mouse was the winner.
"It's Jack's turn to be a mouse! He's always the cat!" a white cat with orange strips called out pointing to a black cat with leopard spots.
"Well that's because I'm the best at this game," jack replied.
"If I may say, I think I'm the best!" a brown cat with black strips said.
"Shut up Ben! I should be the cat!" a orange tabby stated. After his last word a brawl ensued between the four cats. Sitting back and watching were three, more civilized kittens.
A mainly white cat sighed and said, "They always fight, Piper."
"Will they ever grow up Carmen?" question a brown spotted white cat.
"Hey break it up!" a white with brown spots and orange strips kitten called out, followed by a gray stripped cat named Munkustrap.
"Thank you Alexander for letting me know," Munkustrap signaled to the kitten, who step back.
"Ben, Ralph, Jack, and Edwin! How many times do I have to tell you not to fight! Must I remind you of the Macavity story?" Munkustrap finished. They all quietly sat up and started shaking their heads.
"I'll have Jennyanydots tell your parents," he finished. Munkustrap walked away over towards the old car.
"Why'd you have to tell him?" Jack hissed at Aleksander.
"Why'd you have to misbehave," He responded back. The two white siblings started sitting snickering. Jack stomped off over towards his family's den above the pipe.
"Now, remember boys being a conjurer is not just about doing magic. Can you tell me what it is about though?" said Mr. Mistofflees. Him and two kittens one, a tuxedo like him, the other a black and brown calico, were in the corner of the junkyard practicing their magic skills. The tuxedo kitten raised his paw.
"Yes, Finn?" he asked to his young son.
"Is it about, protecting the tribe," Finn asked thinking about his answer.
"Well, that's part of it but, it's something bigger, Linus, would you like to try?" he said looking at his other son.
"Nah, I just want to see Finn try," he said laying down.
"Well the answer is, magic is to be used to help others out, unlike how Macavity uses it," he finished.
"MISTO!" a load voice called out. They turned around and Jellylorum was running up to them.
She stopped and was trying to catch her breath while saying, "Jenny...needs...your help." The four of them raced back over to the car to find a white kitty with orange strips, known as Morgan, being chocked by some plastic substance around her neck.
"Now boys the proper way to take this of without,"
"JUST GET THE DANG THING OFF HER BEFORE SHE DIES!" Jennyanydots yelled as she was yanking on the thing. Mitso rubbed his paws together and shock a small lighting bolt at it which caused it to melt off.
"Thank you Mr. Mistofflees," Morgan said as she ran back to her friends.
"Kids these days," Misto said with a sigh of relief.
"Next time, DON'T turn a life and death situation into a lesson!" Jenny scoffed.
Morgan pranced over to her group of girl. They were all sitting around in a circle chatting about things ranging from toms, to mice. A mainly brown kitten turned around.
"Morgan! Are you okay?" she asked.
"I'm fine Grace," she answered. They rest noticed her and began to crowd her. One though, who was covered with brown and orange spots, was trying to control them.
"Guys, Guys! Calm down!" she yelled.
They all yelled things at her like, "Oh shut up Joy!" They finally all dispersed. One who was mainly brown, sat next to Morgan.
"So, what was that thing anyway?" she asked.
"Well Cailee, it was obviously a... a... thingy," Morgan guessed.
"We all know it's called a dooblehopper," a red kitten stated.
"Erica, it's not a dooblehooper, it called plastic," a black and white kit, named Elissa, explained. Erica shot at looked of disgust at her.
"Must we fight?" a red and brown, named Maddison, questioned.
"Well one someone make me look stupid then yes," Erica relpied, still glaring at Elissa. Just than Finn ran in.
"Hey guys meet us at the junk-house at midnight, were sneaking out!" he stated with a grin on his face. They a gave a small cheer.
"Time for bed kittens!" Jenny called out shuffling through the junkyard. The kittens said their good-byes, and went into their family's dens.
HALLELUJAH! I finally got this chapter done! Sorry it took a while, I was at Theatre Camp this week! So I know kinda of a drabble, but I needed to introduce the characters. So PLEASE review! Or add to favorites, please. Pretty please. Also you can email me at . Thanks for reading!