A/N: Ok, here goes the fourth chapter! Mungojerrie has escaped from the pound and is trying to get back to the Junkyard. This is probably going to be the last chapter.

Disclaimer: I own nothing in this story except Cynderlucer. Ask anyone; they'll tell you I don't own Cats!

Cynderlucer hadn't said anything for a while and it was kinda starting to worry me a little. This place was really dark, even to a Jellicle. It was almost impossible to see where she was leading me. Just walk slowly and keep…

CRASH!

Oh great! What was that? I jumped at the sound and hissed quite loudly. Seriously, what was that?

"Owch! Mungojerrie, are you ok?"

Cynderlucer called out but she sounded as if she was in pain.

"Oi'm ok. Are you?"

Ok, at least I know that something dangerous hadn't caused the crash.

"To be honest, no. Not really."

I hurried towards the giant mess of pots and pans to see her lying there, a heavy-looking pan stuck on her tail and one of her hind legs. She seemed to look calm but tears were forming in her eyes.

"Can you call out to see if the other cat is around here?"

Cynder just looked at me with those dull grey eyes of hers and pleaded. Now I wanted to cry, she looks so helpless there. Wait, why am I standing here when I could be looking for help.

Slowly I bent down towards her and whispered that I would try.

" Is anyone out 'ere?"

I climbed onto some of the pots to get a better view of the area around this place, if that was possible.

"If anyone's out 'ere, please come 'ere and help!"

Poor Cynder was just lying there, sobbing quietly to herself. Other than that, I got no response to my yelling. There had to be at least one living being somewhere in this dark, dusty place. She said there was another cat here, but there didn't seem to care at all.

"Hey, who's there?"

Perking my ears up, I strained to hear where the voice had come from. Again, I had spoken too soon. Damn fate had to mock me whenever I was sure of something!

"Oi'd be askin' you the same?"

Can't be too careful of strangers these days. I had to now that by now, either that or I was just a stupid excuse of a Jellicle. Which of course, I'm not!

"Fine, I'll tell you. I'm Pouncival! Now tell me who you are!"

I couldn't believe it! Pouncival was this far from the Junkyard, no wonder I hadn't seen him for a week prior to leaving myself!

"Aye, Pounce! 'Aven't seen you for a while."

"Mungojerrie, is that you?"

He sounded utterly shocked, just as I felt right now. Honestly didn't expect him to be the one to meet first. Macavity maybe, but not Pouncival.

"The one an' only!"

Scrambling down the pile of rusted metal, I ran towards him with a little too much energy. Crashing into him as a result. He didn't seem to mind as he constantly did the same to me on a daily basis.

"How did you ever manage to get here?"

Pouncival was trying to push me off him while asking me. I must admit I wasn't the most feather-like cat in the tribe.

"Well, I was captured by those evil, Macavity-humans and they stuck me in this tiny cage. And then Cynderlucer…"

Wait! I completely forgot about her. Signalling Pounce to follow, I darted off as if a Pollicle was chasing me.

In between huffs and puffs, Pouncival kept asking me questions like 'Why were you captured?' and 'How do you know Cynderlucer?'

He could be irritating when he wanted to, no offence to him though. I didn't answer any of these 'cause it's hard enough to climb up giant stacks of pots while trying to remember where someone is. Extremely hard, actually takes more energy and thought then trying to remember the lecture that Jennyanydots gave you about not dying Skimbles' fur hot pink.

"AHHHHHHHHH!"

One loose step had caused me to tumble down the leaning tower of pans and into the queen who was underneath. She screamed in pain as I did but at least she didn't have the saucepans stuck on her tail anymore.

"WHAT WAS THAT FOR!"

Cynderlucer didn't seem very impressed… or hurt at that. Instead of trying to save her, I was trying to save myself from her claws of fury.

"Oi didn' mean to!"

That didn't seem to help much. In fact, I got the opposite response of what I hoped for. Outta the corner of my eye, I think I saw Pouncival pick up something.

"CRASH!"

That had certainly stopped all movement for a moment. Cynder and I just stood there paralysed while Pounce stormed towards us two cats. He stopped behind the huge pot and stood on top, giving us both glares of death.

"OK, STOP THIS FIGHTING!"

Now he was reminding me of Jenny and Munkustrap all at once. The queen seemed to be as surprised as me at his outburst.

"We are not supposed to be fight. We need to find a way to get back home."

As he flicked his brown and white tail, he jumped off the pan and started to march towards a very faint light in the distance.

"Are you two insufferable kittens coming out of this dark hole or not."

At least Pounce seemed to be happier now, judging by the wide grin across his face. Obviously enjoying ordering his older two peers around.

"Sir, reques' for one stick."

Saluting my 'commander', returning his exceptionally pleased smile.

"Why do you need a stick, soldier?"

Pouncival just stood there scratching his head with his paw, which was quite funny to watch. For the first time, I actually saw Cynderlucer smile.

"In case oi need to issue a pokin', Sir."

If Cynder was smiling before, she was on the floor holding her ribs together in sheer laughter. Pounce had also burst into a fit of laughter, failing at trying to keep an image of military importance.

"Request denied, in fear of being poked myself!"

So we all forwarded off at Pounce's command towards where we believed was home.

We all had been given titles from 'Captain' Pouncival. Cynder as Navigator and I being Attack Squad after my request for the poking stick.

"Aye Cap'in, where we off to now?"

So far we had marched across 'endless' plains and waded through a few rivers, causing us to be very uncomfortable, wet cats.

"Well, Attack Squad, we are gonna stop for the night and continue at dusk."
Our commander ran off into a huge patch of grass, causing Cynder and I to follow after him. He has stopped at a fallen tree truck and looked very pleased at his discovery.

"Don't you mean dawn, Commander?"

Cynder had said that, which had caused Pouncival to scowl at her.

"Don't question me, Navigator."

Cynderlucer didn't take any notice of this and ran off back into the grass. Settling on the truck, I just closed my eyes for a moment. Just to relax for a moment.

"Mungojerrie, where are ya? Hurray back, oi miss ya terribly!"

Her dark eyes began to water and the dampness trickled down her cheek. Her sweet voice began to fill the air again.

"Mungojerrie and Rumpleteaser,

We're a notorious couple o' cats.

As knock about clowns,

And quick change…"

Throwing her head into her soft paws, she began to sob quietly once more. Her tail came around to her face and she wiped her salty tears with it.

Abruptly, Pouncival shock me uncomfortably hard.

"Hey 'Jerrie! Are ya still alive? WAKE UP!"

Shooting up like a hungry cat smelling salmon, I pushed Pounce away from me as hard as possible. Causing him to fall into the massive hole in the fallen tree truck.

"Oops. Sorry for tha', Pounce."

I rushed over, yanking his tail to try and get him outta the tree but his head was too big. His muffled cries filled the air. Seriously, he has a huge head! Pulling him out was proving to be a very difficult task, even for a skilful tom like me. Yanking tails obviously doesn't work so… legs!

My epiphany had now convinced me of pulling his legs, much to Pouncival's discomfort. I think he was yelling at me now, but his head being stuck in the trunk muffled them. He started to come out slowly but surely, just a little more…

"AHHH!"

This time, it was Pouncival who was crushing my ribs. At least I got him outta there. He tried to scramble up while I just laid there on the soft grass, catching my breath from yanking him out.

"So, where'd ya think Cynder went?"

Pounce seemed to have fully recovered in a remarkable time, how it is to be a young tom. Full of energy and without fear. Not that I was that old either!

"Don' 'ave the slightest idea."

He started running around again, probably hoping that I'd get up and join him in quest to rid himself of his never-ending energy, but sitting here was quite enjoyable. Nothing to worry about in the meantime.

"Are we gonna go back to the Junkyard or not?"

I jumped at the sound of Pouncival's voice. Gosh, he could scare he when he wanted to! Edging away as he sat uncomfortably close to me, I just stared at him while he came closer.

"Are we gonna or are you just gonna sit here?"

"Foine then, we'll go. Jus' stop movin' so close!"

Standing up and dusting off the non-existent dirt on my fur, I started to walk into the dark grass then…

"Wait, do you know which way to go?"

Trust him to ruin my newly discovered confidence!

"Um… no' really."

Oh great, here goes the Commander thing again.

"We follow the direction of the Jellicle Moon!"
Oh yeah, just remembered that. Good thing it's night now, we just follow the moon 'til we find the Junkyard! Now I'm not ashamed to say his my adoptive little brother. At least he's not doing the Commander thing, just a smug little brother act judging by the huge grin across his face.

"Lets star' movin' then."
After this we both ran off like a couple o' kittens chasing a ball of wool into the grass. Soon I'll be back with 'Teaser again. Nothing could possibly ruin my mood right now!