A/N: Have you guys forgotten about Desertion? :o Still not sure if its gonna continue, but heh. I do not own the song- Mrs Browns BOys does. Its supposed to be rude, but the words are changed. ;D One of you gave me the idea for Cornwall. So here it is. Enjoy.

"Are we thehre yet?!"

"No."

"Whoiy?!

"WE'LL GET THERE WHEN WE GET THERE, RUMPLETEAZER! NOW SHUT UP OR YOU'LL BE WALKING!" Macavity boomed, glancing in the mirror at the complaining calico queen. She had good reason to complain- they'd been going for at least a few hours.

Raising his eyebrows, the Hidden Paw watched the two calico twins for a few moments, as his suspicions began to grow. The two cats looked far from bored- Mungojerrie was smirking, and Rumpleteazer was giggling like mad. They knew something. Bast, why had he even brought them in the first place?

Turning for a few moments to observe the other henchcats, Macavity sighed. All the others were either sleeping comfortably- well, as comfy as you could get on a coach- or sitting quietly and demurely.

He hadn't turned back to face the road for a minute when quiet singing filled the bus.

"There once was a sailor who sat on the dohck, shakin' an' wavin' his big hairy fist. Mac had a boyfrien' an' he loiked to hunt, he saht boiy tha rivah, eatin' the sandwiches," Teazer sang, while Jerrie was doubled over in silent laughter. At the front of the bus, one of Teazer's friends, Aliz, started to giggle. Teazer's song was well known among the henchcats- if only you'd realize the words were slightly changed, you'd probably realize just how rude it was intended to be.

Macavity hit his head on the steering wheel and sat up, revelling in the fact that, according to the map, there was only a few miles left.

A few minutes passed, and the bus shot past a sign, so fast that the writing on it blurred. 'Welcome to Cornwall.'

Cornwall?! Freaking CORNWALL?! There were no training camps there.. Oh sweet mother Mary Jesus Christ and the donkey that took them all to Bethlehem. Macavity was pissed, but he pulled up in a dim, plain coach park.

Jerrie and Teazer jumped at the abrupt stopping, and looked around victoriously. They'd made it alive! Thank Bast.

"Alright, everyone.. It seems that we've been directed to the wrong place," Macavity relayed his thoughts to the henchcats, his voice low and deadly. As his did so, his piercing yellow eyes fell on 'Teazer and 'Jerrie, who tried their best to feign innocence.

"Right. So you're all expected to be back here for nightfall. Go," Macavity ordered, stepping aside as the doors of the bus slid smoothly open.

Shocked, all the henchcats remained seated, blanketed in silence for a few minutes. However, 'Jerrie, 'Teazer, and a few others whooped and ran off the bus, shoving past red tom tried to grab 'Teazer and 'Jerrie by the scruff, but was way too late. They'd gone.

"Jer'! Loohk a' thihs!" Teazer yelled from across the beach. The calico queen had found a perfect,immaculate shell, and she, along with some of the other queens, were fascinated.

Mungojerrie popped his head up from where he'd been talking to a few of the other toms (who had evidently fled from the bus, too) and rolled his eyes. His sister had a bizarre obsession with anything shiny- including the string of pearls she constantly wore around her neck. Unless she was trying to steal something- the string connecting each pearl almost always snagged on something. When that happened, the calico queen freaked. Nothing touched or damaged her pearls- it just wasn't allowed.

"Oi don' cahre!" Jerrie called, grinning. Teazer pouted, and her friends patted her on the back. Jerrie had never really shared the same interest as Teazer- apart from pranking and stealing, that is.

As soon as 'Jerrie had gone back to his conversation, the queens smirked and slunk off down to the water. Their plan was in action.

"Cmon," A silvery grey queen whispered, filling up a big shell with water, trying not to get soaked herself. Noticing that their friend had been successfull, the other queens mirrored her, the items holding the water varying. From an old Tupperware box to a glass vase- this beach had it all.

Wandering back to the dryer section of the beach, the group of teenaged queens giggled, sneaking up behind the toms. This was where Teazer came in.

Grinning, she snuck up behind her brother and put her arms round his shoulders, hugging him like she always did. Jerrie absentmindedly started to turn- and it was the worst thing he'd done that week.

"NOW!"

All the queens threw the seawater in the direction of the toms, laughing their heads off. The major part of the group got soaked, but Jerrie dodged.

And guesswho got the water intended for him?

"RUMPLETEAZER, YOU LITTLE PIECE OF-" Macavity bellowed, looking down at his soaked fur. As soon as he glanced back up, the queens had disappeared, taking up residence on the high cliff.

"Well, all I can say is, the toms look veeeerrryyyyy nice soaked," Aliz smirked.