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Chapter 1: The Beginning of a Bad Day
"So, Bustopher, how have ye been lad?" said an orange tabby tom in a Scottish drawl to a rather large black tom. "Fine my boy," said Bustopher Jones, "And how about you dear Skimble? Railway business treating you well?" Skimbleshanks chuckled and replied, "I can't complain, lad, I can't complain." The two cats were chatting in front of the train station of the Sleeping Car Express, where the Railway Cat worked. Suddenly out of no where there was a flash of light and a small black tom appeared. "Well, well," said Bustopher happily, "If it isn't my dear nephew, Misto." He began to walk towards Misto, but stopped dead in his tracks staring at his nephew, "What's wrong boy?" For he had noticed that Misto was shaking all over. Misto looked up, his white face was covered in blood emanating from a gash down the right side of his face, "Macavity!" he whispered, fearfully, and then fell over, unconscious.
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Skimble and Bustopher rushed to Misto's side, "Misto! Misto!" Bustopher was shouting, panic and fear engulfing him. Skimble held Misto's paw up and felt for a pulse, 'He still has a strong pulse," he said, "I'm going to get something to clean that gash with." He ran off and came back two minutes later with a wet washcloth and a saucer of milk. He set the saucer down in front of Misto and knelt to clean his face. Misto began to stir when the wet cloth touched his face. Suddenly his eyes fluttered wide open and began trying to fight with Skimble. "Calm down, laddie, it's only it's only me!" Misto relaxed and blinked a few times to focus his eyes, "Skimble?" he said, confused. "Yes, lad, it's me." Skimble said, finishing cleaning Misto's face. He set the washcloth down and picked up the milk, "Drink this," he said. Misto sat up and began to walk away, "Thank you for taking care of me," he said, "but I have to get back to the junkyard." "Oh no you don't laddie," Skimble said grabbing him, "You're going to tell us what happened right now." "But I have to warn the other Jellicles!" Misto said, urgently. "Why!" Bustopher asked. Misto looked at the two toms and decided he should tell them, arguing would only take up time. "Okay I'll tell you." he said. The three toms sat down and he began his story.
A/N: Sorry about the short chapter, but you know how I love to keep ya'll in suspense! (Demetergirl laughs evilly, "Mwahahahahahahahahaha!") More chapters to come soon!