Author's Note: I just realized I spelled Mistoffelees wrong for all of Chapter 2. I'm so smart. Unfortunately, now WordPerfect recognizes both spellings as correct. Yay. So look for the one F version. -_- Oh yeah, and if anyone is confused about the whole Misto-Quaxo-Mistoffelees thing, (hopefully no one is,) It's the same cat. Mistoffelees is Quaxo's stage name, and Misto is just short for Mistoffelees. Okay. On with the show. Erm, fanfic.

CATS belongs to Andrew Lloyd Webber

Non-Jellicles (They actually exist now) Belong to me.

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Poppy and Jake

Rum Tum Tugger looked up, hating to admit Misto was right. He saw a small queen crouched on the porch rail, looking at him with narrowed eyes. She couldn't be any older than Mistoffelees, and with her black-and-white patched coat, she looked a small bit like Alonzo.

The queen jumped down from the rail and walked over to Tugger, giving him a sniff.

"Who are you?" she asked again.

"The Rum Tum Tugger," he replied with his head held high. The queen nodded and glanced at the tuxedo tom standing behind him, "Oh, That's Mistoffelees," Tugger added.

"Quaxo," he corrected.

"Whatever,"

The queen gave them a slightly confused look before shrugging. "I'm Popcorn," she said, "But my cousins all call me Poppy,"

"Poppy?" another voice, "Who are you talking to?" A tom revealed himself from under the table. He was big and gray with faint tabby stripes. He looked at Tugger and Misto with a bored expression.

"Jakey," Poppy said, "This is The Rum Tum Tugger and Mistoffelees-Quaxo,"

Tugger snickered and Jakey tilted his head in a question.

"Er, It's just one or the other," Misto explained, "Quaxo or Mistoffelees,"

"Weird names," Jakey commented.

"Jake!" Poppy cried, looking embarrassed, "Be nice, it's not like they choose their names,"

Quaxo and Tugger exchanged a glance. What kind of cats were these two?

"Sorry," Poppy laughed, "He gets moooody sometimes,"

Jake blushed, "I do not,"

"Oh sure, whatever you say," To the Jellicles, she whispered "He does," and giggled again.

Quaxo laughed a little, too. At least the queen was likable.

"Sooooo," Poppy said, "What are you guys doing here? I haven't seen you before,"

"Actually," Tugger said, "We're lost. We were hoping someone could tell us where we are." he hesitated on 'lost' as if he didn't want to admit it.

To their surprise, Poppy shrugged. "I dunno,"

"You don't know?" Quaxo asked, "But you live here."

"Well, we stay inside most of the time," Poppy explained hurriedly, "We don't exactly get to go explore everyday,"

"Why are you outside now, then?"

Poppy and Jake exchanged a glance. Quaxo had seen it many times on Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer's faces whenever they were caught. Quaxo smirked.

"We uhh..." Poppy started.

"We snuck out," Jakey finished, "We figured out how to open the back door, and snuck out,"

"Except now the door is locked," Poppy mewed sheepishly, "And we're stuck out here until Kathy or Rick comes home to let us in,"

"We're gonna be in so much trouble," Jake groaned.

Quaxo guessed Kathy and Rick were the two cats' owners. He looked up when he saw a movement in the corner of his eye. In the window, their was a fluffy gray queen, looking angrily at the kittens. "Who's that?" he asked, gesturing towards the window.

Both cats looked and flinched when they saw the cat in the window.

"Aunt Smokey," Poppy squeaked.

"My mom," Jakey sighed, "If we weren't in trouble before, now we're dead,"

"She caught us trying to sneak out before, and told us to stop, but we still did anyway," Poppy explained, "Now she knooows,"

"You should've listened to your mum, kid," Tugger said.

Quaxo laughed. "Says the cat who doesn't listen to anyone,"

"Hmm, good point,"

"Mum?" Jake asked, "You from England or something?"

"Jakey, you're so rude," Poppy mumbled.

"What??"

"Actually, yes," Quaxo meowed, "Where are we now?

"America," Both cats said, in a rather 'As a matter of fact' fashion.

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Author's Note: Wow, short again. You pretty much got to see me babble, and meet two of my favorite Kitties. Poppy, Jakey, and Smokey, (Along with four others) are my grandmas cat, and out of the four kittens, those are the two who would probably escape. (I'm not bringing anyone else in, because it would be a disaster,) But I want to introduce you to everyone.

The oldest is Yoda. She a cranky, fluffy gray queen, who hisses at you when you try to pet her (love her though)

Smokey is a young, dark gray, fluffy queen.

Merry, is about Smokey's age and looks like a girl version of Alonzo (no joke)

Jakey, Sammy, and Bella are Smokey's kittens. They are all gray tabby triplets, but Bella has a white chest, and Sammy has green eyes like mom (Everyone else has yellow)

Poppy is Merry's kitten. She looks a lot like mom, but instead of one eye patch like Alonzo, she has two. (Actually, its one big one, but you get the idea) She's the most hyper, and adventurous kitten.

And there you have it. Sorry for wasting time, lol. I just love describing my pets.

~TMNH