Once again, Misto was the first awake the next day. He didn't feel like eating tuna this early in the morning, so he just went to sit in the kitchen. Awhile later, as Misto was getting his tuna out of the cupboard, he heard the door to Deuteronomy's door open, about the same time as it did yesterday. The door to the litter box was opened and shut again. Misto poured his tuna into a bowl. Shortly after, another door opened. Then, again, the door to the litter box. Mistoffelees continued eating the tuna in his bowl. A few minutes later, Pounce staggered into the kitchen, looking dazed.
"Pounce. What's wrong?" Mistoffelees asked, worried about his friend.
"I'm not Pounce. I'm Kenny. Kenny Stevens," Pounce told Misto.
"What are you talking about?" Mistoffelees was confused and even more worried than before. He knew Pounce always acted crazy, but never had he seemed mentally crazy. "Why don't you just eat your tuna."
"And you're not really Mistoffelees. You're the boy from your memories," Pounce said, ignoring that Misto had even said anything. "Thank you for telling us about your memories. I was afraid of mine and kept them to myself. But you had the courage and now I know. Nobody here is who we think they are." Misto was starting to think that maybe Pounce was paranoid. "I remember. I remember everything. Deuteronomy, or whoever he is, he took us away. Away from our real parents and brothers and sisters. We don't belong here. We need to go the police." Mistoffelees was really scared now. He knew what Pounce was talking about now, but he didn't like it.
"So, are you saying I'm Tony?" Misto asked quietly, finally fully realizing what was going on. Pounce nodded. "How do you know?"
"Deuteronomy was in the litter box when I went in there. He was putting on make up, like my mom used to. I watched her when I was little. That's why you saw his face come off. It was make up. I saw him half-human though. No make up on half of his face. The make up and the human face, I just remembered. Think back as far as you can remember. Really try. Remember your parents and your siblings?" Misto thought back, to the days in the park. He remembered his mom always sitting on the same bench. Her hair was golden as it caught the rays of the sun. Her eyes twinkled blue as she looked up from whatever book she might have been reading to see how high her son could swing today.
"I remember," Misto whispered, "I am Tony."
"How old were you when you taken? I was five."
"So was I. I had just started kindergarten a couple of days before. I had new shoes with the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles on them." The two chuckled, remembering the times before they came to live with Deuteronomy.
"We need to call the police," Pounce repeated after the two were done exchanging memories.
"9-1-1," Alonzo stated as he entered the kitchen. "I heard you guys. And I remember too. Not everything, but enough. My name was Gard. I prefer Alonzo," he said with a look of disgust on his face. As each cat came into breakfast, Pounce, Alonzo, and Mistoffelees helped them to remember. Almost every cat remembered their names, and they all preferred their cat names to their human names. The human names were just too plain. Nobody had names like their cat names.
"Now all we need is the police. They can take us 'ome," Teazer, or Joy, reminded her friends in her cockney accent.
"Where are we supposed to find a phone though?" Jemima, or Tessa, wondered.
"Oy'll sneak out of the 'ouse and get 'elp," Rumpelteazer volunteered. Everybody else agreed. She was the sneakiest of them all.
"Let's all go do our own thing now, so Deuteronomy won't be suspicious," Misto suggested. Each cat walked away from the kitchen. Electra went to distract Deuteronomy so Teazer could easily slip outside.
Misto, Alonzo, Pounce, Etcy, Cassie, and Vikki were inside the couch when Teazer came back and announced she had done it. The lady next door was scared of her at first, but after Teazer had explained her story three times, she was allowed in. She had to beg the lady not to follow her back, but she hadn't, and the police were on their way. They would get their real names and take them home to their parents. That's when they all realized something. If they were taken home they might never see each other again.
When the police opened the door, the first thing they noticed was the horrid smell of tuna and litter boxes. The second was about 15 cat children, all laying together on the dirty floor. Every head lifted to see who had entered the house, blinking in the bright sun. The two policemen looked at each other, realizing this wasn't a good situation.
"Are you the ones who called us?" one of the policemen asked the children. A few of them nodded.
"Then we'll need your names so we can find you parents." the second man told them. They all looked at each other, knowing that if they gave their real names they would be split up.
Munkustrap, the oldest and the one they all looked up to, stood, so the rest followed. He walked up to the two men.
"We don't all know our real names. It was so long ago. But I'm Blake Gorman," he said calmly. The rest of the cat children sighed and one by one told their names. Then the police had Munkustrap tell them about their past living with Deuteronomy. Alonzo had left to distract Deuteronomy now, and the rest just took turns whenever one cat couldn't come up with anything else.
"Ok. Well, we'll be back for you after tracking down your parents. But for now, were going to try to get that make up off of you. Just then Mungojerrie ran into the room, but before somebody else could run back, Deuteronomy turned around the corner and froze. His jaw dropped. About to run, he turned around, but the two policemen grabbed his arms.
"You're under arrest for kidnapping and brainwashing 17 children."
"NO! These are my kitties! You can't take me away from them! They need me!" Deuteronomy was screaming as he was led out of the house into the back of the police car. The children stepped outside to wave to their Old Deuteronomy who was still screaming that they were his kitties, he didn't steal them, before one of the policemen drove away.
"Come inside now kids. We'll get you cleaned up." They all hesitated, regretting ever telling on Deuteronomy, until Munkustrap said,
"Do as he says. He knows what's best for us." All of the children followed him into the house, dragging their feet.