Kittens

Disclaimer: Don't own Cats. If I did, there'd be more slash. And possibly a sequel.

A/N: Rumpleteazer's accent is hard to write. Fun, but hard. Microsoft Word gave me SO many red lines because of how I cropped her words. xD And again, I would usually wait until I got more feedback but the feedback I got was awesome enough for a new chapter.

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Victoria let out a breath of air as she sat down. She had just finished cooking lunch for her mate and herself, and the tiny body rolling around inside her stomach was making her quite tired. She absent-mindedly rubbed the bulge, smiling as her mate walked into the kitchen of their den.

"'Ow are me two favorite cats?" Rumpleteazer asked in her lovable Scottish-Cockney(1) accent.

"I'm tired," Vicky sighed. "But the baby's wide awake."

Teazer smiled and sat down beside her mate, wrapping a striped arm around the white queen's waist. She gave Vicky's head a small nuzzle before the scent of lunch invaded her nostrils.

"Tha' smells wonderful. Whatcha makin'?" she asked excitedly.

"Your favorite." Vicky replied with a grin. On the table of their kitchen was a makeshift plate- which was the lid to a Tupperware(2) container- that held fileted fish and skinned mice. Beside that was the Tupperware container itself, full of fresh cream. The Notorious Duo had spied on several humans and memorized their cooking techniques. Once Teazer and Vicky began living together, the tabby began to teach the white queen how to cook. Vicky watched her mate carefully, mentally noting her reactions to different foods. Fileted fish and skinned mice seemed to be her absolute favorite, and almost every cat loves cream.

Teazer grabbed one of the mice by its tail and refrained from drooling as she lifted it to her mouth. Vicky giggled at the look of bliss that crossed the tabby's face as she ate.

"Thanks, babe. This is delicious." said tabby breathed. She then noticed that her mate wasn't eating. She grabbed a fish with two fingers and held it to Vicky's mouth.

"Ye gotta eat too, ya know. Ye're eatin' for two, now." she insisted. Vicky sighed in defeat, knowing full well that arguing with the thief would be futile. She had a point, too. The dancing queen was eating for two now, and she hadn't eaten all day.

She took the fish that her mate offered and delicately bit into it. That was one of the things Teazer loved about her – even when she wasn't dancing, she was so graceful. She could be sleeping or talking, doing chores or eating. No matter what she was doing, there was a graceful, delicate aura about her.

Teazer couldn't help but gaze at Vicky's stomach as they ate. Vicky, growing self-conscious- which only happened around her mate- scooted away a few inches and warily eyed the tabby.

"Why are you staring?"

Teazer shook her head, snapping out of her daze. "Sorry, love. Oi was just thinkin'."

This piqued the white queen's interest. "About what?"

Teazer smiled. "About you, the kitten, 'ow amazin' it is tha' we can have a family of our own, and 'ow exoited Oi am to be a mum."

Vicky smiled as well. She threw her arms around her mate in a loving hug, nuzzling her face into the tigress's neck.

"I'm excited and amazed, too." she mumbled into the striped fur. "I don't think we can thank my brother enough for helping us."

"No, we can't. Misto's done such a wonderful thing for us. Oi love 'avin' a magical cat in the troibe."

Vicky nodded in agreement, still lost in her mate's neck. She gave a small gasp and jump, rushing a paw to her stomach.

"What's wrong?" Teazer asked, worried that the dancing queen was hurt. Vicky grabbed Teazer's paw and held it over the most prominent bulge of her stomach, waiting with hopeful eyes. The kitten wiggled around, knocking its head into the tabby's paw. Teazer's eyes lit up. She had been waiting to feel the kitten for a long time. Vicky could always feel it, either from within or from the outside. But not Teazer. The kitten never moved around when its second mother wanted to say hi.

Teazer couldn't help but giggle as the kitten continued to move, nudging her paw.

"Our baby's finally movin' for me!" the excited queen cried. Vicky laughed at her mate's reaction, smiling down at her tummy. Teazer shifted her position so that she was lying down beside her mate and laid her head on the kitten's home. Said kitten continued to wiggle, kicking the tabby's ear or cheek here and there. Teazer continued to laugh, holding onto Vicky's sides so she wouldn't go anywhere. Vicky smiled as she ran a paw over the tigress's face.

"Oi love you, kit." Teazer whispered, gently kissing the white queen's tummy. She then looked up at Vicky.

"And Oi love you."

"I love you too."

(1) The cats are said to be Cockney while the actress is Scottish. So I used both.

(2) Apparently it's supposed to be capitalized 0.o