A Christmas Carol... CATS style!
{A/N: Not original. I know, I know, but I put a twist on it... and I do NOT own anything here, except for Mittens, Sandy, Dune and Misty. The rest is credited to Webber/Eliot, as it should be! The plot is credited to Charles Dickens, the best author of all time.}
Cast
NARRATOR: Sandy
SCROOGE: Rum Tum Tugger
FRED: Pouncival
BOB CRATCHIT: Munkustrap
The GENTLEMEN: Bustopher Jones and Tumblebrutus
MARLEY'S GHOST: MaCavity
The Ghost of Christmas PAST: Bombalurina
FRAN: Victoria
The SCHOOLMASTER: Bustopher
FEZZYWIG: Skimbleshanks
CLARA: Etcetera
Ghost of Christmas PRESENT: Old Deuteronomy
MRS. CRATCHIT: Demeter
MARTHA: Electra
TINY TIM: Mittens
The CRATCHIT CHILDREN: Dune, Misty and Victoria
the REVELERS: Brutus, Etcetera, Gus, Asparagus, Jennyanydots, Jellyorum, and the STAGE HANDS.
IGNORANCE AND WANT: MaCavity's henchmen
The Ghost of Christmas YET TO COME: Mistofflees (for reasons yet to be revealed)
The Shilling BOY: Plato
DIRECTOR: Alonzo
PRODUCER: MungoJerrie
STAGE MANAGER: Cassandra
COSTUMES: RumpleTeazer
SET: Exotica
PROPS: Jemima
STAGE HANDS: Jerrie, Teazer, Cassie, Lonzo, Exotica, Jemima, Tantomille, Coricopat & MaCavity's henchmen
SCENE 1: Introductions among other things
(The lights come up on a still curtained stage as a small queen slinks out. She is a pale sandy brown in color with blue eyes. Her forepaws are white half-way up her legs, as is her chest. This is of course SANDY, the narrator of the play.)
SANDY: (quoting from a book) "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times."
ALONZO: (off-stage) CUT! Sandy, that's the wrong book!
SANDY: It is? (runs off-stage)
ALONZO: (off-stage) Oh, nevermind! Just go to page 320 and you'll find it.
SANDY: (walking onstage with a book) MaCavity was dead, to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. The register of his burial was signed by the clergyman, the clerk, the undertaker and the chief mourner. Tugger signed it. And Tugger's name was good upon 'Change for anything he chose to put his hand to. MaCavity was as dead as a doornail. Tugger knew he was dead? Of course he did. They were partners for many years. Tugger was MaCavity's sole executor, sole friend, and sole mourner. But even Tugger wasn't moved when he died; he went back to work that very day. This only serves to back my point... MaCavity was undoubtedly dead. Tugger never painted out MaCavity's name... it stayed on the sign for years afterwards. Tugger and MaCavity. That was all it was known as. Tugger would answer to both names; nothing mattered to him.
ALONZO: (OFF-STAGE) She's good, isn't she?!
SANDY: (cont) He was a tight-fisted creature, Tugger was! He'd do anything to strike a good deal... anything to satisfy his lust for money and fame. He felt not heat, nor cold, such a creature he was. Nothing fazed him; nobody would touch him, plain and simple. But did he care? No... he actually seemed to enjoy it! Nobody cared for him... nobody messed with him. A fine existence. Until one day... Well, why don't I say this correctly? Once upon a Christmas Eve...
(the lights fade away and the curtain opens as SANDY walks off stage. MUNKUSTRAP sits at a desk with a pitiful fire in the hearth. TUGGER sits behind him, not in the least bit cold. POUNCIVAL knocks at the door and enters from stage right.)
POUNCE: A merry Christmas, uncle! God save you!
TUGGER: Bah... Who cares?
POUNCE: Christmas... not cared about? You can't be serious, uncle!
TUGGER: I am. Merry Christmas? What has that done for you?
POUNCE: Don't be cross, uncle.
TUGGER: What else should I be? Why, if I had my way, every fool who utters merry Christmas would be hung and buried with a stake of mistletoe through their heart. It won't make you richer, my dear Pouncival... why would it be good if it were so?
POUNCE: Uncle!
TUGGER: Pouncival, keep Christmas the way you want, and I'll keep it the way I want. Good bye.
POUNCE: Uncle... (he calls, but then turns to leave. as he passes MUNKUSTRAP) Merry Christmas, Munk my dear fellow!
MUNK: And a happy new year as well, sir!
(the stage goes dark as the next scene is set up... END scene 1)
{A/N: Not original. I know, I know, but I put a twist on it... and I do NOT own anything here, except for Mittens, Sandy, Dune and Misty. The rest is credited to Webber/Eliot, as it should be! The plot is credited to Charles Dickens, the best author of all time.}
Cast
NARRATOR: Sandy
SCROOGE: Rum Tum Tugger
FRED: Pouncival
BOB CRATCHIT: Munkustrap
The GENTLEMEN: Bustopher Jones and Tumblebrutus
MARLEY'S GHOST: MaCavity
The Ghost of Christmas PAST: Bombalurina
FRAN: Victoria
The SCHOOLMASTER: Bustopher
FEZZYWIG: Skimbleshanks
CLARA: Etcetera
Ghost of Christmas PRESENT: Old Deuteronomy
MRS. CRATCHIT: Demeter
MARTHA: Electra
TINY TIM: Mittens
The CRATCHIT CHILDREN: Dune, Misty and Victoria
the REVELERS: Brutus, Etcetera, Gus, Asparagus, Jennyanydots, Jellyorum, and the STAGE HANDS.
IGNORANCE AND WANT: MaCavity's henchmen
The Ghost of Christmas YET TO COME: Mistofflees (for reasons yet to be revealed)
The Shilling BOY: Plato
DIRECTOR: Alonzo
PRODUCER: MungoJerrie
STAGE MANAGER: Cassandra
COSTUMES: RumpleTeazer
SET: Exotica
PROPS: Jemima
STAGE HANDS: Jerrie, Teazer, Cassie, Lonzo, Exotica, Jemima, Tantomille, Coricopat & MaCavity's henchmen
SCENE 1: Introductions among other things
(The lights come up on a still curtained stage as a small queen slinks out. She is a pale sandy brown in color with blue eyes. Her forepaws are white half-way up her legs, as is her chest. This is of course SANDY, the narrator of the play.)
SANDY: (quoting from a book) "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times."
ALONZO: (off-stage) CUT! Sandy, that's the wrong book!
SANDY: It is? (runs off-stage)
ALONZO: (off-stage) Oh, nevermind! Just go to page 320 and you'll find it.
SANDY: (walking onstage with a book) MaCavity was dead, to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. The register of his burial was signed by the clergyman, the clerk, the undertaker and the chief mourner. Tugger signed it. And Tugger's name was good upon 'Change for anything he chose to put his hand to. MaCavity was as dead as a doornail. Tugger knew he was dead? Of course he did. They were partners for many years. Tugger was MaCavity's sole executor, sole friend, and sole mourner. But even Tugger wasn't moved when he died; he went back to work that very day. This only serves to back my point... MaCavity was undoubtedly dead. Tugger never painted out MaCavity's name... it stayed on the sign for years afterwards. Tugger and MaCavity. That was all it was known as. Tugger would answer to both names; nothing mattered to him.
ALONZO: (OFF-STAGE) She's good, isn't she?!
SANDY: (cont) He was a tight-fisted creature, Tugger was! He'd do anything to strike a good deal... anything to satisfy his lust for money and fame. He felt not heat, nor cold, such a creature he was. Nothing fazed him; nobody would touch him, plain and simple. But did he care? No... he actually seemed to enjoy it! Nobody cared for him... nobody messed with him. A fine existence. Until one day... Well, why don't I say this correctly? Once upon a Christmas Eve...
(the lights fade away and the curtain opens as SANDY walks off stage. MUNKUSTRAP sits at a desk with a pitiful fire in the hearth. TUGGER sits behind him, not in the least bit cold. POUNCIVAL knocks at the door and enters from stage right.)
POUNCE: A merry Christmas, uncle! God save you!
TUGGER: Bah... Who cares?
POUNCE: Christmas... not cared about? You can't be serious, uncle!
TUGGER: I am. Merry Christmas? What has that done for you?
POUNCE: Don't be cross, uncle.
TUGGER: What else should I be? Why, if I had my way, every fool who utters merry Christmas would be hung and buried with a stake of mistletoe through their heart. It won't make you richer, my dear Pouncival... why would it be good if it were so?
POUNCE: Uncle!
TUGGER: Pouncival, keep Christmas the way you want, and I'll keep it the way I want. Good bye.
POUNCE: Uncle... (he calls, but then turns to leave. as he passes MUNKUSTRAP) Merry Christmas, Munk my dear fellow!
MUNK: And a happy new year as well, sir!
(the stage goes dark as the next scene is set up... END scene 1)