Junkyard Puppet Pals Chapter 10, a cats fanfic

The Vortex

Based on Harry Potter Puppet Pals The Vortex, me and my best friend love Harry Potter Puppet Pals

AN Some cats might be a little OC in this.

I strongly advise you to watch The Vortex before reading this, I tried my best but it might not be enough.

Some things I had to change do to the character description.

Disclaimer: I do not own Cats or Harry Potter Puppet Pals.

Characters:

Harry: Etcetera= Cettie

Hermione: Mr Mistoffelees= Misto

Ron: Pouncival= Ponce

Snape: Rum Tum Tugger= Tugger

Dumbledore: Old Deuteronomy= Old D

Tugger: In slow motion the flowers fell from my hand and shattered like glass and when I looked into the mirror I saw I was a beautiful milkmaid. And then I woke up crying, I don't know why.

Old D: Well I once had a dream where I was a baby pig living on a farm, oink, oink.

Tugger: No you don't understand this was a life changing vision I may never be the same,

Cettie runs in and pushes Tugger out of the way.

Cettie: Old D! We need your help, magical emergency!

Old D: Oh boy let's go!

Old D and Cettie walk away.

Misto: Old D, Ponce is trapped in an alternant dimension.

Old D: Oh not again.

Ponce: *Inside the vortex.* Oh it's the most terrible thing it tickles in all the wrong ways.

Cettie: It wouldn't happen if you weren't so fat. What do we do Old D?

Old D: Fetch me the problem stick.

Cettie walks away.

Ponce: *Still inside.* Oh I think I'm going through puberty.

Misto: Just don't go into the light Ponce.

Cettie comes back on carrying the problem stick.

Cettie: Huh. Here it is.

Old D: Oh it's my old friend. *Mumbling. * Let's see if I still know who to do this.

Old D pokes the vortex with the problem stick it disappears and Ponce falls out.

Cettie: Are you ok Ponce?

Ponce is wearing glasses and a leather jacket.

Ponce: *Cool voice.* You kidding me? Man Cettie I've never felt better! I'm a man now. What's up Misto? (I know Misto is a boy. Neither him or Ponce are gay, it's just what it says.)

Misto: Oh Ponce.

Ponce: It's Poncealdo now. What's up Old D?

Old D: Wow. You're much cooler than Cettie.

Cettie: What?

Ponce: Let's have a beach party. In London!

Old D, Ponce and Misto start dancing.

Cettie: NO, NO! Pituitarius shrinkidinkius!

Ponce turns to normal.

Cettie: I rule the Junkyard you hear! I'm top Jellicle! No one can have more testosterone than me! Cos I'm Etcetera. I'm the Jellicle who lived. I'm Etcetera ok?

Ponce: I'm so sorry Cettie.

Cettie: Good, now let's have a dance party in London.

Music starts and Cettie starts dancing.

Cettie: Yeah! Etcetera! Yeah! Etcetera that's me!

Everyone else starts dancing.

Cettie: My name is Etcetera I'm the Queen of the Junkyard.

I'm better than everybody in the Junkyard.

I am awesome all the girls know my name.

Et- ce- te-ra, that is my name,

Etcetera, Etcetera.

Do the shoo-be-doa's.