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 6
Screams of pain could be heard in the garage where Vicky was bearing her kittens. The only bad thing was that Plato had to wait outside until the kittens were born. He felt completely helpless as he listened to Vick moan in pain. Jenny, Jelly, and Cassie were all in the garage, helping Victoria. Misto was outside with Plato, trying to comfort him. Misto and Cassie were walking to Cassie's owner's house when Plato flagged them down. When they heard the news, they took off running in the direction of the garage. Cassie then slipped into the garage, forcing Plato to stay outside with Misto.
Now Plato was pacing outside the door, with Misto sitting solemnly, watching him. Misto was wondering if he would act like this if Cassie ever had kittens.
A small kitten cry came from the garage as Plato stopped dead in his tracks, pricking up his ears. Another small cry was uttered from the garage then all was quiet. Plato glanced at the door anxiously as he waited for news, hopefully good.
Cassie stuck her head out the door. "You have two beautiful healthy daughters, and Victoria is doing fine." Cassie smiled, motioning for Plato to follow her inside. Plato bounded to the back corner of the garage where the box was. There was Victoria helping Jenny and Jelly clean two newborn kittens. Plato nuzzled a very tired looking Victoria, and as she fell asleep on his shoulder, she mumbled, "Name them, honey..." then she drifted off into some much needed sleep.
"O.K., sweetie." Plato agreed, licking the top of Vick's head. He looked down at his newborn daughters and smiled with pride. "The brown and white one name's will be Talitha, and the small white one will be named Dubhe." As Jenny and Jelly gave Plato the kittens to hold, he beamed with joy. Cassie stood back and watched the entire scene with tears in her eyes. Misto held her close and kissed her forehead. Cassie turned to Misto, and whispered in his ear, "I want kittens of my own." Misto beamed at her and nodded. "So do I." Cassie then threw her arms around Misto's neck and kissed his nose. She Misto walked up to Plato and the sleeping Victoria, and made their congratulations. Plato smiled his thanks and gave Talitha to Misto and let Cassie hold Dubhe.
"How does it feel, Uncle Misto?" Cassie asked, giggling.
"Pretty good, Aunt Cassie."
Plato smiled. "So you finally made the moves on Cassie?" Winking at Misto. Mistoffelees just smiled at Cassiopia, with such passion in his big brown eyes she got weak in the knees. She looked down and saw her little niece, cooing as if she was hungry. She looked over and Talitha was doing the same thing.
"Hey, Misto? I think Talitha and Dubhe are hungry. Let's go and let Plato and Victoria get aquatinted with their new family members." Victoria woke up at the mention of her name. She smiled sleepily at Cassie and said, "Thanks for being here."
Cassie hugged her. "Anytime. But remember, you have to return the favor." Vicky laughed. Plato got a hug from Misto and Cassie, and Misto gave his big sister an affectionate face wash. The two kittens were cooed over for a little while, then Cassie and Misto started off towards Cassie's owner's house again.
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The Hidden Paw reclined in his chair on top of the fish crates. This was Macavity's lair, the sworn enemy of the Jellicle Cats. He was a tall imposing cat, striking fear even in Munkustrap's heart. He had wild red and black striped fur with uncombed whiskers. He was a very ugly cat, but he had dignity. HE held his head high and worked with only the craftiest of cats. And when you reach the scene of crime, Macavity's never there! (I'm sorry, that is a classic line, I HAD to use it. Ok, back to the story!) He yawned as he glanced at his agenda.
"Hmmm... where is Mungojerrie when I need him?" He snarled, causing his henchcats to turn their heads in fear. Macavity had a terrifying voice, and Mungojerrie knew he was in a bad mood. He better watch his step. Mungojerrie collected himself and stepped out of the shadows.
"Yeah sir? Wadda you want from me?" Mungojerrie tried to sound tough, but his voice quivered. Mungo knew what information Macavity wanted. He just didn't want to give it to him. He didn't want Macavity getting revenge on Mistoffelees. Mungojerrie admired that magical cat! But his opinion didn't matter to Macavity. All Macavity wanted was for Mistoffelees to suffer. And he really meant suffer. Not physically but emotionally. Then maybe when Misto was so depressed, Macavity would then finish him off. No one embaresses Macavity like that and gets away with it. And Macavity had a feeling that the perfect time was coming to strike against that Mr. Mistoffelees.
"Mungojerrie, I heard that there was a celebration at the Junkyard last night. Word around town is that a Jellicle came back, on that was close to Mistoffelees. Is this true?" Snarled the Napoleon of Crime.
Mungojerrie really hated his job. But he had no choice. He explained about Cassiopia and Mistoffelees.
An evil looking grin spread across Macavity's face. "Puuuuuurfect!" he purred. Now all he had to do was wait for the right moment to seek his revenge on that so called Magical Mr. Mistoffelees. With him out of the way, the Jellicles were at last his! As he cackled uncontrollably, Mungojerrie slinked off, telling his conscious to be quiet.
Chapter 6
Screams of pain could be heard in the garage where Vicky was bearing her kittens. The only bad thing was that Plato had to wait outside until the kittens were born. He felt completely helpless as he listened to Vick moan in pain. Jenny, Jelly, and Cassie were all in the garage, helping Victoria. Misto was outside with Plato, trying to comfort him. Misto and Cassie were walking to Cassie's owner's house when Plato flagged them down. When they heard the news, they took off running in the direction of the garage. Cassie then slipped into the garage, forcing Plato to stay outside with Misto.
Now Plato was pacing outside the door, with Misto sitting solemnly, watching him. Misto was wondering if he would act like this if Cassie ever had kittens.
A small kitten cry came from the garage as Plato stopped dead in his tracks, pricking up his ears. Another small cry was uttered from the garage then all was quiet. Plato glanced at the door anxiously as he waited for news, hopefully good.
Cassie stuck her head out the door. "You have two beautiful healthy daughters, and Victoria is doing fine." Cassie smiled, motioning for Plato to follow her inside. Plato bounded to the back corner of the garage where the box was. There was Victoria helping Jenny and Jelly clean two newborn kittens. Plato nuzzled a very tired looking Victoria, and as she fell asleep on his shoulder, she mumbled, "Name them, honey..." then she drifted off into some much needed sleep.
"O.K., sweetie." Plato agreed, licking the top of Vick's head. He looked down at his newborn daughters and smiled with pride. "The brown and white one name's will be Talitha, and the small white one will be named Dubhe." As Jenny and Jelly gave Plato the kittens to hold, he beamed with joy. Cassie stood back and watched the entire scene with tears in her eyes. Misto held her close and kissed her forehead. Cassie turned to Misto, and whispered in his ear, "I want kittens of my own." Misto beamed at her and nodded. "So do I." Cassie then threw her arms around Misto's neck and kissed his nose. She Misto walked up to Plato and the sleeping Victoria, and made their congratulations. Plato smiled his thanks and gave Talitha to Misto and let Cassie hold Dubhe.
"How does it feel, Uncle Misto?" Cassie asked, giggling.
"Pretty good, Aunt Cassie."
Plato smiled. "So you finally made the moves on Cassie?" Winking at Misto. Mistoffelees just smiled at Cassiopia, with such passion in his big brown eyes she got weak in the knees. She looked down and saw her little niece, cooing as if she was hungry. She looked over and Talitha was doing the same thing.
"Hey, Misto? I think Talitha and Dubhe are hungry. Let's go and let Plato and Victoria get aquatinted with their new family members." Victoria woke up at the mention of her name. She smiled sleepily at Cassie and said, "Thanks for being here."
Cassie hugged her. "Anytime. But remember, you have to return the favor." Vicky laughed. Plato got a hug from Misto and Cassie, and Misto gave his big sister an affectionate face wash. The two kittens were cooed over for a little while, then Cassie and Misto started off towards Cassie's owner's house again.
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The Hidden Paw reclined in his chair on top of the fish crates. This was Macavity's lair, the sworn enemy of the Jellicle Cats. He was a tall imposing cat, striking fear even in Munkustrap's heart. He had wild red and black striped fur with uncombed whiskers. He was a very ugly cat, but he had dignity. HE held his head high and worked with only the craftiest of cats. And when you reach the scene of crime, Macavity's never there! (I'm sorry, that is a classic line, I HAD to use it. Ok, back to the story!) He yawned as he glanced at his agenda.
"Hmmm... where is Mungojerrie when I need him?" He snarled, causing his henchcats to turn their heads in fear. Macavity had a terrifying voice, and Mungojerrie knew he was in a bad mood. He better watch his step. Mungojerrie collected himself and stepped out of the shadows.
"Yeah sir? Wadda you want from me?" Mungojerrie tried to sound tough, but his voice quivered. Mungo knew what information Macavity wanted. He just didn't want to give it to him. He didn't want Macavity getting revenge on Mistoffelees. Mungojerrie admired that magical cat! But his opinion didn't matter to Macavity. All Macavity wanted was for Mistoffelees to suffer. And he really meant suffer. Not physically but emotionally. Then maybe when Misto was so depressed, Macavity would then finish him off. No one embaresses Macavity like that and gets away with it. And Macavity had a feeling that the perfect time was coming to strike against that Mr. Mistoffelees.
"Mungojerrie, I heard that there was a celebration at the Junkyard last night. Word around town is that a Jellicle came back, on that was close to Mistoffelees. Is this true?" Snarled the Napoleon of Crime.
Mungojerrie really hated his job. But he had no choice. He explained about Cassiopia and Mistoffelees.
An evil looking grin spread across Macavity's face. "Puuuuuurfect!" he purred. Now all he had to do was wait for the right moment to seek his revenge on that so called Magical Mr. Mistoffelees. With him out of the way, the Jellicles were at last his! As he cackled uncontrollably, Mungojerrie slinked off, telling his conscious to be quiet.