well, sorry i didnt update, i went camping and had no internet at the campground so i guess these two cahppies are going to be great. i think i will cut this thingy short.

Tugger couldn't believe that he really had asked Bombalurina to be his mate. He still had a few days, and he could change his mind if he wanted. Did he want to though? He asked this question out loud, and got a reply from one of the newer cats.

"Personally, I think that you should go through with the mating and stuff." The cat turned out to be Devon, the cat that had taken a fancy to Victoria's sister that he had flirted with last night. Of course, Bomba was there, sweet and precious Bomba, and so he couldn't do anything stupider than he would usually do.

"Any you are any better? Last I checked, Devon, you made it into the tribe but you still have the hots for Adriana-`` Tugger dared to mention, after being there for his trial some things were completely obvious. Like, really, what cat invited some random cat to stay the night because they seemed to be having a rough day? No one did.

"Hey, I love her sure, but you love that one queen and so by extension you aren't in the best position to accuse me of love."

"Since I am a nice, lovable cat I won't hurt you Devon, but let it be warned. If you bring my future mate into a discussion again you will die. Need I remind you that Munkustrap is my step-brother and Mistoffelees is my closest friend? And I have Alonzo as a friend too, so don't go there at all."

Devon had been warned. But little did they both know that Munkustrap and Demeter were busy chatting away the day like two happy queens.

"I love you Munk." Demeter said as she yawned. They had just woken up because it was Munkustrap's day off and they wanted to spend it together. No matter what.

"Love you too, darling." He said as he stretched, almost hitting his head. Sure the sun had come up, but that almost never stopped him from sleeping in when he did sleep. Most of the time he was up watching out for the bane of his existence, and his mates as well.

"Did you hear about what happened last night?" Demeter said, propping herself up one on elbow.

"Well, what happened last night other than the discovery of Devon?" Munk hated to answer a question with a question, but to be honest he was too busy trying to sleep and spend time with Demeter that he didn't really learn.

"The little birdie, aka my sister, told me that there was a rumour going around that your most preferred half-brother had finally settled down with a mate." She put extra emphasis on the word mate before continuing. "This rumour was truth down to the mate, who just so happens to be my sister. She told me all about it, leaving out a few things that would have surely wrecked my brain."

"I'm so happy for Tugger and Bomba right now, but I think that we should concentrate on us. Then, Munk gave her a passionate embrace and kiss, and she had glad fully returned them.

(Invisible line break lives here. Well, it isn't invisible now, is it?)

Leigh-Ann was always a very observant queen, who loved to look at things in nature and was a skilled body language reader. She loved to sit around and watch people as the spoke to someone else, just so she could predict what they were saying. Sometimes it was hate, sometimes it was a crisis, and sometimes it was love. According to the bad apple bible, love was partially shunned, but when you came to such a place where everyone was nice, even the toms, it was sort of hard to do.

On one of the sunniest days since she had come into the tribe, Marybeth, Missy, Kaitlin and she were sitting on a pile of stuff, just talking like they used to. Kaitlin missed the trees, and knowing that if she left the area alone that she was at more of a risk of being captured. Marybeth and Missy were thinking about telling the kittens some of the stories from being an illegitimate railway cat, and knew that if they did Skimble was most likely to get on their tails and ask if they wanted to help him. This would have been widely accepted for the sake of adventure, but those two mischievous cats hadn't done that yet because they suspected that there was going to be more adventure here.

It seemed that only Leigh-Ann had wondered were Kelsey had gone, because she wasn't in the tribe, but she wasn't seen. Asking it was too much of a bother because no one else knew that answer, and so she would have to just ask Munkustrap tomorrow, when he is on duty.

"Lee-Lee, I think that there is a certain tom wanting to talk to you." Said Marybeth in a very unnerving voice that matched the expression on her voice.

"Well, he will just have to come over here and brave the hormones." Leigh-Ann hated when they used her nickname, and knew that if any tom fancied her that she would hope that he wasn't too afraid of her friends. These are the cats that had kept her alive and so she was ever grateful and therefore had bonded with them so that they felt like sisters in a convent.

Missy looked at her scolding. "That is no way to treat a possible suitor." Then Kaitlin playfully hit Leigh-Ann forward, and in a voice that was almost serious said; "we just want the best for you. Besides these two hags over here have no lives."

If Kaitlin had been smarter she wouldn't have said that, because then Missy and Marybeth playfully tackled her whilst fighting over who was older and more hopeless. How clever those three cats were, thinking that they could do something that would make her run away and become isolated and an easy target for suitors. Darn them, because it had actually worked.

"Hi." Said Josh, who was a little timid at first, his little black paws shaking as he walked up to Leigh-Ann.

"Hello."

"Let me guess, you had to run off before you were obviated by their fighting?"

"Pretty much. But don't you ever play with your brother; I mean that is why you have one. When I was that old I was always alone and never had any fun." Leigh-Ann said rather smartly.

"How can you say that though? We are only two years apart."

"That was still a rather long time ago." Josh just sort of sighed before the light bulb that usually hung idle above his head light up like Growltiger around Griddlebone.

"I challenge you to a wrestle." Leigh-Ann was partially amused at his stupidity. Josh got into a playful stance and then launched his attack at her. They started to wrestle, and somehow ended up across the junkyard from the running and hiding part of the game. Soon there were more than just those two jumping and screeching at each other. There was a flash of black, white, gold and grey. Then there was a loud yell from the Rum Tum Tugger, whose mane was rather dishevelled because he had just woken up.

"Calm your hormones, you bunch of hooligans. Try taking a nap or something!" then there was a loud thump coming from his den, and he ran off to go and see if Bombalurina was okay. Sure, it was the middle of the day, but Alonzo was on guard and was pretty good at it if you asked anyone. Instead of looking for the wrath of Tugger, they decided to stop playing, and so the two new best friends walked to the edge of the junkyard looking over the rest of London.

"You still didn't tell me why you don't get to play with your brother." Leigh-Ann stated wisely, knowing that this was probably going to push him a little more than he was used to.

Josh started talking, a little softer. This was a new topic for him, because it felt as if his parents were always busy with John.

"When I was born, along with John, I wasn't as special. Sure I had my dad's looks and both my parents singing and dancing talents, but John had inherited the magical powers and so they started to pay more attention to him and less on me. He is never left alone so I can't ever play with him, and so I go to the kittens den, but often times I am kicked out of there for looking the way I do. Plus, I have this strange sparkle to me, but so does John. Sad thing is I am teased for it." Leigh Ann could have never imagined this happening to him.

"Well, if it makes you feel better, I still think that singing and dancing is way better than magic. Would you sing for me, and maybe dance?" Josh's head quickly nodded before he started singing some random song about his dad, and copying all the same dance moves. (Try listening/watching to Mr. Mistoffelees to understand what Josh was doing.)

Such grace was possessed by this little kitten, though he was growing up fast. Soon he would reach adulthood, and then she knew that all the queens his age would totally dig him, being all talented in the most basic ways. There had to be some good for him. Leigh Ann hoped for the best for him.

(You must think I am crazy, putting in another line break. Hardy har har.)

Somewhere in London, there was an owner of the most obese cat in the area was having a hard time reaching all her rent payments with this cat that ate just as much as she did, and some days even more. This cats name was Ame, and she was very special. When she was just a kitten, her mother had accidentally dropped her into a vat of toxic waste, so she glowed green, and as we had mentioned was the fattest cat in the area.

Ame was due to be put down because she was so large, but her nice owner just couldn't stand doing that, so one day she put the cat in a cardboard box and took her to the junkyard to relocate her. Surely, that owner would come back later to see if her cat had lost any weight, but also hoped that she liked it here. Meanwhile, Ame was having an entirely different opinion on this move.

Why did her owner have to give her up? She was perfectly normal, aside the fact that she glowed and was rather large, but still? Ame didn't know why, just knew that something was up and it wasn't going to be good in her odds. After walking a few steps she had found a tire to lie on, and didn't notice any of the other cats there, and so she fell asleep there. This fat cat had found a new home, and they had to accept that fact unless they could move her.

"Oh, darn it!" a cat yelled rather loudly as he walked over towards her. His silver tabby cat was a rather large mess, looking like that one other cat's mane. They both were tangled, and so it must have been their days off.

"Calm down Munk. It's not like she's going to kill us." The larger one said the one with the tangled mane. He put his paws down to his hips only to learn that he had not put on his belt that he always wore. "I'll be back really quick, I just need my belt." And he bounced off.

"I guess that leave me here. Hello there, what is your name?" The silver tabby asked.

"Ame, and in case you are wondering I was left here by my owner." Then the big one came back.

"I have my belt Munk. Now we can get down to business." He said as he hooked his paws onto it. A series of hip thrusts followed.

"Good job, Tugger. Time to go and find Mistoffelees and John, because their powers might help with lifting Ame. It probably won't hurt to find where Corpricat and Tantomile are too, because they could help." And they got to work, trying to find the afore mentioned cats, as well as finding out as much as possible from this extreme oddity of a cat.

(The third line break, amazing right? Oh, I like the song the addressing of cats now.)

Ame was in a rather bad mood. She had been dumped in the kitten's play area to sleep and until they could find her some food to get her to talk. Eating was a habit of hers, and she needed to eat often in order to avoid being crabby. As a plus, there was a small audience staring at her, as if she was glowing or something. Wait a split second, she was. Oh well, she thought, before going back to sleep.