Disclaimer: In no way do I own any of the cats from "Cats" the musical, all
of them belonging to the talented T. S. Eliot. The characters Chyna and
Cassie belong to me though. Stealing them will result in Macavity doing
evil and mean things, like the evil villain he is. Enjoy the story!
Chapter 2 Mistoffelees slowly settled down on his perch on the Junkpile. He sadly looked down at the Jellicle cats as they practiced for the Jellicle Ball, which was to be about two months from now. He remembered the Ball that had made his heart beat faster. He had asked Cassiopia, a young queen, to dance with him, and she accepted. He loved her so much, but he was a cat that hid his feelings. She knew that he loved her, though, so it didn't matter. He hasn't seen her in a year. He felt that half of him had been ripped away. He was sure that she wasn't dead, because he could touch her mind. He sent her a single message late at night, 'I love you, Cassie', but she couldn't respond to him. He already decided that if she didn't return, he will never chose another mate.
" Hi, Misto. Can I join you?" a voice came from behind him. Mistoffelees looked behind him and discovered his stepbrother, Muskustrap, sneaking up behind him.
"Sure." Misto gave his little brother a friendly smile. They have been best friends since they had become brothers. Misto was the older one, but Muskustrap was bigger and stronger. But Misto didn't mind. He still had his magic.
"What are you thinking of?" Munky asked. "Or shall I ask who?"
"Cassiopia. I miss her so much." Misto purred sadly.
"I wish I could feel the same way about a queen the way you feel about Cassie." Munky said.
"You will. It just depends on when it was meant to be. But when it does happen, you never felt anything better." Misto advised his little brother.
Munkustrap slowly streached," Sometimes I think I'm too busy to even look for a mate. I'm always disciplining kittens, keeping Macavity at bay..."
"Well, then, let's just hope that she finds you or you'll be a bachelor forever!"meowed Misto playfully.
"I'll get you for that one, Misto, you magical cat!" Screeched Munkustrap as he tackled Misto. Just then Misto disappeared.
"Hey, no fair!" Munkustrap called.
"Behind you!" Mistoffelees cried. They rolled around for a while, seeing which one would wear out first. Then they spent the rest of the day talking and watching over the kittens in the junkyard. They were both able to forget their women's problems for at least one day.
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"Mother, let me do it! I am not a baby!" Exclaimed Chyna.
"Well, you're hair is so long you usually miss a spot!" cried Chyna's mother.
"Sam! Move, you old dumb cat!" Cassiopia hissed but jumped away.
"Mother, you do not address Sammie that way! Never treat any cat like that!" Chyna scolded her harshly.
"I don't know why you love that dumb cat so much! You should go out and find some friends of the same speices!" Chyna's Mother scolded right back.
"Mother, I'm sorry you'll never understand me or Jellicle cats." Chyna said, shaking her head.
"Jellicle-what? You're right, I will never understand you!" Chyna's Mother got up in a huff and stormed out, slamming the door.
"I'm sorry about that Cassie. She keeps calling you by your family name, Sam, instead of your Jellicle name. She just doesn't get it when it comes to cats." Apoligized Chyna.
Chyna's Father stuck his head into the room, "Chyna, we're almost ready to go to the train station. You have all your stuff packed?"
"Yes, Father." He frowned at her formality, was about to say something, but decided against it and closed the door.
"Tell me again about Skimbleshanks, please, Cassie?" begged Chyna.
"I'll be glad when you finally meet all these cats so you can stop begging me to tell stories!" Cassie purred happily, "Only kidding. You know I love to talk about my friends. Skimbleshanks is, as you know, the railway cat. I won't be surprised if he is on the train that we are taking to London..."Cassie was cut off by Chyna.
"Is he a Jellicle cat too?"
"Yes, he is. Now don't interrupt me." Cassie meowed, giggling.
"Yes, Mother." Chyna tried to say with a straight face, but it didn't work. Cat and girl both dissolved into laughter.
"Getting back to Skimbleshanks, he's a very nice cat. Just don't bother anyone and don't be too loud. He likes to watch over everyone to make sure that they are behaving. He's such a nice cat though, he will like you immediately." Cassie explained.
"Do you think that he will put in a good word for me?" Asked Chyna.
"Yes! I have a feeling he will love you like his own kitten!" Cassie said excitedly.
"Chyna, time to go! Grab your suitcase and move! I have a cat carrier for Sam, so she can sit with you on the train." Yelled Chyna's Father.
"I apologize again for the cage." Chyna said sheepishly.
"Well, at least I can sit with you on the train. That'll make up for it." Cassie purred.
"And we might see Skimbleshanks!" cried Chyna, excitedly.
"Right you are. Let's go!" Cassie said. 'Hold on, Mistoffelees! I'm coming!' She thought to herself, wishing it could reach the very junkyard that he was probably at, with Victoria, Muskustrap, and more cats that she has longed to see for a year.
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Mistoffelees cried out in joy. "She's coming!"
Muskustrap looked confused. "Who's coming?" He didn't get an answer from him, though, because Misto was dancing around the junkyard in glee.
"Well, I thought it was obvious." purred Victoria.
"Cassiopia! Of coarse!" Munkustrap kicked himself for being so dense.
"It will be wonderful to see her again. And you know what? She kept her promise." Victoria reflected, rubbing her belly.
"What promise, sweetheart?" Plato asked Victoria.
"We promised that we would help each other out with our first litters." explained Vicky.
"Awww, how sweet." said Munkustrap. "I'm worried that I won't even have a first litter."
Plato looked at Munky," Don't worry, buddy. You'll find someone." Munustrap just shook his head. He tried to get Mistoffelees's attention.
"Hey, Misto? When is she coming?" Munkustrap asked.
"And is she bringing a cute friend for Munkustrap?" teased Plato, winking at him. Mistoffelees looked like he was in a trance.
"Soon. She is coming very soon." He slowly purred.
"Maybe we should let Old Deuteronomy know that one of our kind is coming back." Victoria suggested.
"Yeah! And we can invite all the Jellicle Cats to welcome her back!" Grinned Mistoffelees. It was then decided. They all walked together to Old Deuteronomy's owner's house. The old cat was lying out in the late afternoon sun.
"Ah, it's nice to have someone visit me. Tell me, what can I do for you cats?" Deuteronomy purred.
"Dad, Mistoffelees has good news to tell you. Go on, Misto." Munkustrap gently pushed Misto toward the old cat. He gets really shy around Old Deuteronomy.
"Well, sir, I have a feeling that a Jellicle that was loved by many is coming back soon. Her name is Cassiopia..."
"Yes, Cassie, I remember her... she was such a wonderful little cat. And might I add that someone here had his eye on her?" the old winked at Mistoffelees, who blushed a deep crimson. "Yes, Munkustrap, gather all Jellicles and tell that we are going to welcome back a Jellicle."
"My pleasure." Muskustrap purred happily.
"Oh, Munky?" The old cat rolled over again. "Make sure that Mistoffelees is at the head of the welcoming party." At that Misto turned even darker red, even though Munky thought it wasn't possible.
"Will do!" Munky turned around and gave Misto a huge cat grin. Misto mewed in happiness.
Chapter 2 Mistoffelees slowly settled down on his perch on the Junkpile. He sadly looked down at the Jellicle cats as they practiced for the Jellicle Ball, which was to be about two months from now. He remembered the Ball that had made his heart beat faster. He had asked Cassiopia, a young queen, to dance with him, and she accepted. He loved her so much, but he was a cat that hid his feelings. She knew that he loved her, though, so it didn't matter. He hasn't seen her in a year. He felt that half of him had been ripped away. He was sure that she wasn't dead, because he could touch her mind. He sent her a single message late at night, 'I love you, Cassie', but she couldn't respond to him. He already decided that if she didn't return, he will never chose another mate.
" Hi, Misto. Can I join you?" a voice came from behind him. Mistoffelees looked behind him and discovered his stepbrother, Muskustrap, sneaking up behind him.
"Sure." Misto gave his little brother a friendly smile. They have been best friends since they had become brothers. Misto was the older one, but Muskustrap was bigger and stronger. But Misto didn't mind. He still had his magic.
"What are you thinking of?" Munky asked. "Or shall I ask who?"
"Cassiopia. I miss her so much." Misto purred sadly.
"I wish I could feel the same way about a queen the way you feel about Cassie." Munky said.
"You will. It just depends on when it was meant to be. But when it does happen, you never felt anything better." Misto advised his little brother.
Munkustrap slowly streached," Sometimes I think I'm too busy to even look for a mate. I'm always disciplining kittens, keeping Macavity at bay..."
"Well, then, let's just hope that she finds you or you'll be a bachelor forever!"meowed Misto playfully.
"I'll get you for that one, Misto, you magical cat!" Screeched Munkustrap as he tackled Misto. Just then Misto disappeared.
"Hey, no fair!" Munkustrap called.
"Behind you!" Mistoffelees cried. They rolled around for a while, seeing which one would wear out first. Then they spent the rest of the day talking and watching over the kittens in the junkyard. They were both able to forget their women's problems for at least one day.
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"Mother, let me do it! I am not a baby!" Exclaimed Chyna.
"Well, you're hair is so long you usually miss a spot!" cried Chyna's mother.
"Sam! Move, you old dumb cat!" Cassiopia hissed but jumped away.
"Mother, you do not address Sammie that way! Never treat any cat like that!" Chyna scolded her harshly.
"I don't know why you love that dumb cat so much! You should go out and find some friends of the same speices!" Chyna's Mother scolded right back.
"Mother, I'm sorry you'll never understand me or Jellicle cats." Chyna said, shaking her head.
"Jellicle-what? You're right, I will never understand you!" Chyna's Mother got up in a huff and stormed out, slamming the door.
"I'm sorry about that Cassie. She keeps calling you by your family name, Sam, instead of your Jellicle name. She just doesn't get it when it comes to cats." Apoligized Chyna.
Chyna's Father stuck his head into the room, "Chyna, we're almost ready to go to the train station. You have all your stuff packed?"
"Yes, Father." He frowned at her formality, was about to say something, but decided against it and closed the door.
"Tell me again about Skimbleshanks, please, Cassie?" begged Chyna.
"I'll be glad when you finally meet all these cats so you can stop begging me to tell stories!" Cassie purred happily, "Only kidding. You know I love to talk about my friends. Skimbleshanks is, as you know, the railway cat. I won't be surprised if he is on the train that we are taking to London..."Cassie was cut off by Chyna.
"Is he a Jellicle cat too?"
"Yes, he is. Now don't interrupt me." Cassie meowed, giggling.
"Yes, Mother." Chyna tried to say with a straight face, but it didn't work. Cat and girl both dissolved into laughter.
"Getting back to Skimbleshanks, he's a very nice cat. Just don't bother anyone and don't be too loud. He likes to watch over everyone to make sure that they are behaving. He's such a nice cat though, he will like you immediately." Cassie explained.
"Do you think that he will put in a good word for me?" Asked Chyna.
"Yes! I have a feeling he will love you like his own kitten!" Cassie said excitedly.
"Chyna, time to go! Grab your suitcase and move! I have a cat carrier for Sam, so she can sit with you on the train." Yelled Chyna's Father.
"I apologize again for the cage." Chyna said sheepishly.
"Well, at least I can sit with you on the train. That'll make up for it." Cassie purred.
"And we might see Skimbleshanks!" cried Chyna, excitedly.
"Right you are. Let's go!" Cassie said. 'Hold on, Mistoffelees! I'm coming!' She thought to herself, wishing it could reach the very junkyard that he was probably at, with Victoria, Muskustrap, and more cats that she has longed to see for a year.
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Mistoffelees cried out in joy. "She's coming!"
Muskustrap looked confused. "Who's coming?" He didn't get an answer from him, though, because Misto was dancing around the junkyard in glee.
"Well, I thought it was obvious." purred Victoria.
"Cassiopia! Of coarse!" Munkustrap kicked himself for being so dense.
"It will be wonderful to see her again. And you know what? She kept her promise." Victoria reflected, rubbing her belly.
"What promise, sweetheart?" Plato asked Victoria.
"We promised that we would help each other out with our first litters." explained Vicky.
"Awww, how sweet." said Munkustrap. "I'm worried that I won't even have a first litter."
Plato looked at Munky," Don't worry, buddy. You'll find someone." Munustrap just shook his head. He tried to get Mistoffelees's attention.
"Hey, Misto? When is she coming?" Munkustrap asked.
"And is she bringing a cute friend for Munkustrap?" teased Plato, winking at him. Mistoffelees looked like he was in a trance.
"Soon. She is coming very soon." He slowly purred.
"Maybe we should let Old Deuteronomy know that one of our kind is coming back." Victoria suggested.
"Yeah! And we can invite all the Jellicle Cats to welcome her back!" Grinned Mistoffelees. It was then decided. They all walked together to Old Deuteronomy's owner's house. The old cat was lying out in the late afternoon sun.
"Ah, it's nice to have someone visit me. Tell me, what can I do for you cats?" Deuteronomy purred.
"Dad, Mistoffelees has good news to tell you. Go on, Misto." Munkustrap gently pushed Misto toward the old cat. He gets really shy around Old Deuteronomy.
"Well, sir, I have a feeling that a Jellicle that was loved by many is coming back soon. Her name is Cassiopia..."
"Yes, Cassie, I remember her... she was such a wonderful little cat. And might I add that someone here had his eye on her?" the old winked at Mistoffelees, who blushed a deep crimson. "Yes, Munkustrap, gather all Jellicles and tell that we are going to welcome back a Jellicle."
"My pleasure." Muskustrap purred happily.
"Oh, Munky?" The old cat rolled over again. "Make sure that Mistoffelees is at the head of the welcoming party." At that Misto turned even darker red, even though Munky thought it wasn't possible.
"Will do!" Munky turned around and gave Misto a huge cat grin. Misto mewed in happiness.