Top Cat sat next to Benny on the bus ride back home to New York.
"Boy Benny, thanks for letting me come along with you to your place in New York." said Top Cat.
"It was my pleasure, Top Cat." Benny saluted. "It's the least I could do after all you've done for me."
"Of course it is." Top Cat chuckled.
"And don't worry, my uncle will love ya." Benny said. "We could use an extra hand around the house."
Soon enough, the scouts all made it back home and were picked up by their parents.
"Now that that's over, I've gotta get back and run my pet shop." Scoutmaster Peebles said to himself.
"Follow me, TC." said Benny. "My apartment is not too far from here."
"I sure hope so." Top Cat said. "This is a whole new world to me."
The two cats headed over to Benny's apartment to meet his uncle.
Meanwhile over at Benny's apartment, his uncle, a tall orange cat with a bowtie to be exact, was sitting down in his easy chair.
"Ah, nothing like a nice old time in my easy chair." He said as he stretched his arms. "Absolutely nothin can ruin this day."
Just then, he heard some noises coming from the kitchen.
"I had to jinx it, didn't I?" Benny's uncle deadpanned. "Then again, I guess that's how I got my name."
Benny's uncle walked over to the kitchen and saw two mice raiding the fridge. One had a blue vest and one had a red bowtie.
The one with the bowtie turned around and saw Benny's uncle. "Mr. Jinks!"
"You two..." Benny's uncle hissed. "I should've known it was you meeces again."
"Be quiet, Pixie." the other mouse whispered to his brother from inside the fridge. "You wanna wake up the entire neighborhood?"
"Dixie!" Pixie whispered. "There's something you should know!"
"What is it?" asked Dixie. "I'm getting the leftover salami."
"No, no, no, you don't understand." Pixie shook his head. "Jinks is here!"
Dixie gasped, "Jinx is what?"
"You heard me, boys." Mr. Jinks glared at them. "I'm here and I am not about to let you meeces ruin my day of rest and relaxation."
"RUN!" Pixie and Dixie shouted as they ran from Mr. Jinks.
"Oh no you don't!" said Mr. Jinks.
Jinks grabbed a broom and started chasing the mice all around the house. They kept fleeing until they finally reached their mouse hole and Jinks hit his head against the wall.
"Oh man...outsmarted by those stinkin meeces once again." He sighed.
Just then, the door opened up and there was Benny and Top Cat.
"Hiya, Uncle Jinks." said Benny. "I'm back from my boy scout trip. Still chasing those mice again?"
"Why yes." Mr. Jinks nodded as he put himself up off the ground. "Say nephew, who is your friend right there?"
"I'm glad you asked, Uncle Jinks." said Benny. "This is our new roommate that I met on my scout trip."
"Pleased to meet you, Benny's uncle." Top Cat shook Mr. Jinks' hand. "You can call me, Top Cat!"
There was yet another awkward silence.
"Still no music." He sighed. "Anyways, I am here to help you make some fortune."
"Fortune?" asked Mr. Jinks.
"Of course." said Top Cat. "We are cats with expensive taste, so we deserve much better than this."
"Well times have been tough." Benny remarked. "Maybe you could make a great financial advisor, TC."
"I'm not so sure about this, Benny boy." Mr. Jinks said skeptically. "How do we know we can trust this crafty cat-man-do-not? Besides, we cannot have anymore freeloaders staying here."
"Oh Jinksy, baby, I assure you that I am no freeloader." Top Cat chuckled. "I am but a humble yellow cat with high ambitions on seeking my fortune. Plus, Benny would be a great partner for me."
"Okay Mr. TC, I will let you stay with us, as long as you can get rid of those meeces that pester us." said Mr. Jinks.
"Meeces?" Top Cat raised an eyebrow.
"He means, 'mice', TC." said Benny. "Two mice, Pixie and Dixie keep pestering us and stealing our cheese. If you can stop them, I will allow my nephew to work with you."
"No problemo, Mr. Jinksy." Top Cat tipped his hat. "Now where are those cute little mice?"
"Down there, in that mouse hole." Benny pointed to the mouse hole in the wall.
Top Cat bent down and knocked on the mouse hole door, "Knockity knock."
Pixie and Dixie opened up the door.
"Oh no! Not another cat!" Pixie gasped.
"Who sent you? The exterminator? Mr. Jinks?" Dixie demanded.
"Nope." Top Cat shook his head. "I'm just a simple entrepreneur looking for some gainful employment. They call me, Top Cat."
Once again, there was an awkward silence.
"I really wish there was music..." TC sighed. "Anyways, I've got a nice offer for you, boys. One you will not refuse."
"What is it, Mr. Top Cat?" asked Pixie.
"Do you like cheese? Do you LOVE cheese?" TC made a cunning smirk.
"Of course we love cheese, Top Cat." Pixie nodded. "We eat it all the time."
"That's why we invade the apartment all the time." Dixie added. "Unfortunately, that mean old Mr. Jinks always manages to catch us."
"Well trust me gentlemen, if you join me, your days of stealing cheese are over." Top Cat proclaimed.
"They are?" asked the mice.
"Of course." Top Cat nodded. "All you have to do is help me with this little business and you'll have all the cheese you want."
"Whaddya think, Pixie?" Dixie asked his brother.
"Well, he does seem sincere." Pixie told Dixie. "And especially since we could use some extra help."
"Okay Mr. TC, you've got yourself a deal." the mice shook TC's hand.
"Come on boys, we've got a little business to run." Top Cat said as he escorted Benny and the mice outside. "I was thinking an 90-10 split. I of course, thought of the idea, so you guys okay with five percent instead?"
"I guess we'll have to take it under consideration, TC." said Benny.
As soon as the four left the apartment, Jinks sat back down in his chair.
"I do hope they run a legitimate business-type thing." He said to himself. "I don't want them getting in trouble with Mr. Big and his mooks."
Author's Note:
Top Cat has found his way to New York and four new roomies. Now, all he has to do is hope that his new roommates will be good partners. What kind of easy money business could they be doing? Stay tuned!
