Disclaimer: I do not own Cats. If I did, Alonzo, Pouncival, Quaxo, and Mungojerrie would all be mine!!!!!!!!! Bwahahaha!!! Not to mention I'd be FILTHY RICH and could publish this story instead of putting it on this sitey.

Author's Note: Finally!! Chapter 3!!! YES!! I'm excited for this! I'd like to say that I'm going to use human years as ages cause I'm lazy. Chelshastin is the equivalent of a 15 year old girl. Just verifying.Keep readin' and reviewin', guys!!

"So....How'd you find our tribe?" Pouncival asked Chelshastin, the newest Jellicle queen, as he showed her around the junkyard. "Well," she began uncertainly, "I come from the US. My father was...struck down by a car when I was 12. My mother and I supported ourselves as best as we could for the last 3 years, scavenging for food out on the streets." "So you're 15?" Pouncival interrupted. She nodded. "So we're only a year apart," he said. She continued, "Then my cousin, Alonzo," she motioned to the dark patch over her eye and the stripes on her tail, traits similar to those of Alonzo, "Said that if we came over here we could stay with the Jellicles. So we readied to go, finding out when a ship would leave to take us here. A fortnight before we were to leave, Mama became ill with a bad fever. I tended to her with the best of my abilities, but nevertheless, she---she went to Heavyside." Chelshastin's voice trembled, but she bravely carried on. "So I came alone. It was like living in hell. I didn't eat for days at a time. It was hot and stuffy and confined in that ship. I arrived barely alive. As soon as the boat docked, I came here. They were all very nice, feeding me and letting me stay in Jellylorum's box until I find a home of my own. I'm pretty much alone, And the hole that Mama left in me is still gaping open. She was the only one to care for me." The moment that followed Chelshastin's story was awkward. She gazed tearfully at a broken bicycle, not a spark of hope left in her eyes, as Pouncival stared at the ground in silence, thinking. It was then that he decided it. "I'm going to take care of her," He thought, "She needs someone to care for her. I just hope she needs me as much as I need her. I'll die before she's alone." "Um, Chel?" Pouncival began nervously, "Well I was thinking...I mean, If you haven't already...rather, if you want to, If you don't want to that's fine, but if you need-"He stopped short, confused, as Chelshastin ran straight ahead at full speed.

Author's note: Left you guys hangin' now, didn't I? Let's do the evil author dance. DOES DANCE w00t!! How'd you guys like it? In the next chapter, Pouncival will-hey!! Why are you reading this, anyway?? What are you waiting for? Well, go ahead, submit a review! You know you want to....