A/N lol well i fell stupid! the same day i say this will be on hiatus i have another finished :P though the next update may take a while for sure :/ still this one is dedicated to lucylue- here's your request! :P Enjoy! And plz go vote in my poll, or maybe join jellicle week lol! On to the story!

"Wot? Don't trust me?"

"Loike 'ell! No way Oi'm gonna be responsible for you!"

I don't remember how many times I've tried to convince Jerrie, my best friend, my role model, to let me join him when he heads out stealing. I've always wanted to go and it seems no one wants to let me. My parents think I'm over with Etcetera at Jem and Vic's but I had to follow him when he ran past the junkyard's border. They promised they'd cover for me and I only hope I can convince him.

"Oi don't see why you can't let me 'elp Jerrie…"

"There ain't no way you can come wif me on raids; you'd only slow me down kitten." He smirks and jumps expertly through the open window of the townhouse he intends to rob tonight. Everlasting Cat! He's the same age as I am, maybe a month or two older, and I'm still treated like a kitten! I guess the only way to change that is to show him how wrong he is. He's bound to kill me for this but I tag along anyway, listening to him mutter about being stuck with a useless queen-kitten. I stick out my tongue at him.

"Oi can take care of moi self!" I grumble after him, catapulting myself through the window as well. I stand there silently, still watching him from behind the black lace curtains. The room is simple, probably belonging to a young woman whose father is exceedingly wealthy. Little knickknacks and jewelry lie haphazardly around the antique vanity. The lights are dim, but I can see Jerrie's bright orange fur as he dashes around, beneath the pink silk comforters on the bed, to the long fur coats hanging neatly in the closet. He moves so fast it's as if he were five cats instead of one. I decide to join in the fun, whether he wants me to or not.

"Ha! Look wot Oi got!" I giggle loudly and Jerrie materializes at my side clamping his paw tightly over my mouth with a violent "Shh!"

Seeing the look of annoyance on my face he releases me, warning "You better shut up, or you'll ge' us caught!"

I roll my eyes at him, giving a snarky reply; "Next toime you do that Oi'll bite you!"

He laughs. "You wouldn't dare!"

I brush him off, returning to my original focus. There on the vanity lays a string of beautiful pearls. I run my claws longingly over the gems; it's a short strand, even by human standards, what I think is called a choker.

"You're flirting wif disaster…if we ge' caught Oi'm gonna kill you."

He grabs me by the scruff and drags me close, making sure I understand. I grin, and spin away.

"Don' worry, nofin's gonna happen!"

Suddenly a light leaks through the bottom of the doorway, distracting both Jerrie and I. A soft voice grows louder by the second, calling down the stairs that she won't be but a moment. Panic-stricken I glance at Jerrie, who swiftly snatches my paw and nearly throws me out the open window. Thank goodness it's on the first story! I land on my feet and dash back towards the junkyard.

"Wot the 'ell? You could o' got us sent to the pound, for a damn necklace!"

I slow down, trying to catch my breath now that he and I are both out of harm's way.

"Sorry, it was jus' so beautiful!" I gasp. He gives me a lopsided grin and I raise my eyebrows quizzically.

""You're beautiful too, but I ain't risking my neck to steal you!" He laughs now, as if he just heard some secret joke.

"Wot?"

He shrugs, with the stupid smile still on his face. It makes him look unreasonably handsome. Reaching behind his back, he draws out a string of pearls and fastens them behind my neck.

"You better be glad Oi'm the best cat burglar there ever was!"