*Pouncival's POV*

We wandered vaguely in the direction of Transylvania, but I thought we were headed to France.

The girls were so strange it almost bothered me.

But they were funny, and pretty cool, so I let it go.

They always laughed when I fell down.

Well, everyone does.

They hated traveling in the day, so it was the middle of the night, and they were hyper as ever.

"Hey, PoofyRapist, you're too quiet to make us comfortable. Wazzup?" This was Viatrix. She was very uncomfortable with Tugger around.

Oh, their nicknames.

Tugger: PoofyRapist: the poof on his mane, and he's a player. lol

Alonzo: BNW: black and white

Mungo: Theif: duh.

Misto: PoofyShortOne: duh

Me: Pounce.: haha mine is normal.

"Just thinking." he said, smirking.

Ravina and Viatrix exchanged looks saying 'Yeah, sure.'

" 'Bout what?" Ravina said casually.

"Eh, stuff."

"Stuff you can tell us?"

"Hmmmm...no."

"For now..." Ravina whispered, intending Tugger to hear.

He just kept smirking.

I hated that.

He was soooo smug.

I bet he thought he could get them in his fanclub, too.

Exotic people in his fanclub.

He'd love that.

But, enough on the subject of Tugger.

Why on earth are we going to Transylvania?!?!

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*The Rum-Tum-Tugger's POV-lol*

Transylvania.

All I could think of was VanHelsing

Is that their dad?

Hmmmm...

Viatrix was looking at me.

Cha-ching.

Oh, she was glaring.

Hmph.

"Do ya know where ya goin'?" Mungo asked. Or, er, Theif.

"Duh." Ravina said, rolling her eyes.

She wasn't looking at me.

Hmph.

Viatrix flipped her head, gigantic red curls flying by her hood of her black cape.

Under their black capes (which looked really hot on them) were normal clothes.

Jeans and a T-shirt.

It ruined the ominous look.

Oh well, they were hot anyway.

We came upon a burnt train station.

"There goes our transportation." Alonzo sighed.

"On the contrare." Viatrix said, walking beyond the tracks, in which the metal still looked quite hot.

Ravina followed, smiling.

They knew something.

"Anyone got a pocket knife?" she called, hopping over the tracks.

"Why would a cat need a pocket knife?" Pouncival followed them across.

Mungo and Alonzo went next.

Now, only me and Misto- who hadn't said a word since he volunteered- remained on the other side.

He evaporated (the girls say 'Poofed') into thin air, and re-appeared on the other side.

Darn his magic.

"Hey, poof me across, will ya?" I yelled at him.

He looked back, raised his eyebrows, and turned back.

Damn.

I hopped across, only feeling heat slightly.

I saw a parking lot full of mutilated cars, and everyone standing by a patricular Mercedes which looked like it survived quite well.

Car. Pocket knife.

They're gonna hotwire the car!

Do they even know how?

Obviously.

I heard the faint hum of an engine, and walked to the group.

"Is that big enough for all of us?" I asked, peering through nonexistant doors.

"Do you wanna get strapped to the roof?" Ravina said, glaring.

"It's not on my To-Do-List."

"Then shut your face."

"I'm driving." Viatrix said, butting in, as she stepped into the right side.

"Shotgun." Ravina said, forgetting our argument and shutting my face.

"Oi! Tugga has a poin'. Ther's only three seats back 'ere." Mungo said, frowning.

"Then put the short ones in the trunk." Ravina smirked, looking at Pounce and Misto.

Pouncival leaped to the back, no hesitation, and climbed in.

Misto climbed on top of the trunk, scratching at the metal, making handholds so he doesn't fly off and die.

"Whatever. Just get in." Viatrix motioned to me, Alonzo, and Mungo.

I crawled over, behind Viatrix, and Alonzo got stuck in the middle.

Mungo stare thoughtlessly at the back of Ravina's head.

I looked back at Misto, sitting comfortably, thinking.

He thought too much.

Then, we all heard Pounce singing from the trunk.

"100 packs of catnip on the junk, 100 packs of nip, take one down, pass it to Tugger, 99 packs of nip on the junk!"

It was going to be a very long ride.

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*Mistoffelees POV- I know, WTF??*

The wind messed up all my head fur, but I didn't mind.

I didn't have anyone talking to me up here, and I successfully blocked Pouncival's yowling.

Everyone had joined in but me.

I saw something very curious.

Mungojerrie was looking at Ravina with a very odd expression while she was singing.

Viatrix was concentrating on driving, for she looked no older than 14.

But, Mungo was smrking and shaking his head like....like.....'She would, wouldn't she?'

or.....'Everlasting Cat, I love her.'

HeeHee, I loved it when I figured things out.

I noticed another curious thing.

Viatrix adjusting her mirror.

There was no one on the roads (imagine that!) so she must be looking for something.

I saw myself in the mirror briefly, and then she stopped and went back.

She was looking for me.

Probably checking that I was alive.

I smiled into the mirror, and I saw her arm relax.

Yes, I'm alive.

I hoped she hadn't fallen for Tugger.

That would be disastrous.

For some reason, my stomach tightened and my ears flattened at the thought.

What an odd reaction.

I was noticing things like heck.

Like Tugger staring at me.

Oh, I hope he's not gay.

He looked away, but I knew he was looking at me looking at Viatrix...

Oh, if he tells her something......

What if he's right? the nasty little voice in my head commented.

Shut up, okay? I mentally smacked it in the face.

Now Ravina, who was turned around talking to Mungo was looking at me with her eyebrows raised, smirking.

I hope Viatrix doesn't see me smacking myself.

God, I'm strange.

I looked beyond the car into where we were driving, and it was a big wire ornate fence.

Beyond that was a gigantic mansion with black walls.

I felt my jaw drop, and subconsciously noticed everyone turning to see what I was looking at.

Poor Pouncival, he wouldn't get to see it.

I felt like shutting him up, (he was still singing) but I wanted to keep my no-talking thing.

"What kinda place is this?" I distinctly heard Alonzo say, looking at the girls.

Ravina flipped her black hair around and I heard more faintly, but I was sure of it, "Dr. Frank-N-Furter's House."

The she and Viatrix started laughing, and it wasn't a 'Ha-ha, that's funny' laugh.

It was a 'Just wait till they meet this guy' laugh.

All I knew was that this place isn't rated G.