Sorry! Short chapter! But I'm going away for a few days and I won't be able to write, so I thought I'd better update with what I have so far. Also, please be kind with Mungo's accent...I have no idea how to write it!

Thanks again to people reviewing!

To Nabooru (and Taij Zann Rung): It always seems to me that in CATS fandom Jemima is too innocent. When she is written so innocent, it's like she has no character. So I'm trying to give her one! The same with Cassandra having a bad reputation - I want to give her feelings too. But you have to wait and see if she turns evil!

To Sleeping Tiger: I'm copying your example with reviews! Yep, Abyssinians are cute! I used to think Cassandra was Siamese too...but I was convinced otherwise by Oriana of Oriana's Moonlit Playground website. And I thought Jemima was cute as Deme's sister...it's wierd that it's an unusual connection because they do look very similar!

To Shadowheart333, Demo the Obsessed Jackalope and Koishii-Kitsune-Akira: Thanks for reviewing! I hope you enjoy this chapter.

"MUNGOJERRIE!" The yell echoed through the Junkyard. A young, muscular calico tom poked his head out from the tunnel.

"WHAT?" He yelled back with a distinct cockney accent. The Rum Tum Tugger stalked towards him, his mane bristling with annoyance.

"What did you do with my catnip mouse? I know you took it!" He said as Mungojerrie shook his head indignantly.

"I di'n't take your catnip!" He replied, crawling out of the tunnel and facing the other tom. "I aint been anywhere near your den!" Tugger frowned.

"Then it was your sister."

"T'was not!" Mungo scowled fiercely. "Teazer wouldn't 'ave taken anything from you. You know we don' steal from cats anymore!"

Tugger sighed loudly.

"Well, if you didn't take it, who did?" He asked sarcastically. "Really, Mungo, I'd think much better of you if you owned up." At this completely out-of-character little speech, Mungojerrie was lost for words, and merely gaped at the tall, maned cat. The Tugger turned with a resentful jerk and strode away, muttering under his breath. Mungo watched him go, fuming. It was bad enough still being treated like an outcast at times – when they KNEW he didn't work for Macavity anymore! But to be wrongly accused of stealing from another cat really hurt his pride. He and his twin sister, Rumpelteazer, were brilliant burglars, but nowadays they only stole from rich humans. As starving youngsters they had been easily impressed when Macavity's underlings took them in and trained them, but an ingrained sense of honour given them by their dead Jellicle parents, had helped them leave the evil cat's gang and join the Jellicle Tribe. Some of the cats in the tribe still didn't really trust them, Mungo knew, and if Tugger spread this rumour around he and Teazer would be in deep Pollicle poo. Hopefully not literally.

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When Jemima found the Tugger's catnip mouse lying smack in the middle of her den, she was surprised to say the least. As a former Fankitten, she recognised it as Tugger's instantly, and supposed that one of the smaller kittens, Etcetera or Electra, had found the thing and knocked it into her den by accident. Grinning, she picked it up and headed over to the tyre, where the two friends loved to play and Tugger-spot. Sure enough, Etcetera and Electra were there, Electra's dark fur contrasting with Etcetera's almost white coat. They were whispering together, probably plotting how to next ambush Tugger, Jemima thought with a smile. She snuck up behind them and tossed the mouse in front of them. They both jumped, startled, and stared with confusion at the faded grey toy. Then…

"Is that…?" Electra began, her eyes widening till they looked as if they could fall out of her head.

"TUGGER'S MOUSE!" Etcy screamed, pouncing on the thing. Both kittens inhaled a good deal of catnip fumes as she landed on it, and soon a pair of more hyper kittens it would be hard to find.

"Oops…" Jemima giggled to herself, wondering how long it took a kitten to come down from a catnip high. She was about to show herself and suggest they returned the mouse to Tugger, when the cat himself showed up, having heard the words "tugger" and "mouse" from all the way across the Junkyard.

"You two took it?" He asked incredulously, making a grab for the mouse. Etcetera turned on him excitedly.

"TUGGER!" She yelled, launching herself at him and hugging him tightly. Tugger grinned smugly. Electra, being a little less naturally hyper, tried to explain.

"We didn't steal it!" She exclaimed. "It just fell out of the sky!" Then her emotions – and catnip – overtook her and she followed Etcetera's example and glomped the sexy tom.

"You expect me to believe that?" Tugger asked, but it was clear he didn't mind any more. "Now go and play…before Bombalurina sees you!" He suggested, untangling himself deftly from their little arms. They both squeaked at the mention of Tugger's official mate and bounced their way back to the tyre, giggling. Bombalurina could be quite sharp with anyone, even the kittens, playing with her mate – a pity for her, really, because the Tugger would never stick to hanging around with one cat.