Thank you Cocobutterrox for giving me a name and description for your character! :)

"FILTHY CAT!"

Jerrie dodged a shoe that came flying at him. A short old woman was waving her fist at him. He was really confused. Everywhere he went, the humans were yelling at him, saying he took things from them already this week. At one point Jerrie thought he was the one going crazy, but tried denying it.

"Old 'ag," Jerrie whispered to himself. He tightened his bag, now full of jewels, and ran back to the warehouse. On the way to the warehouse, he passed the restaurant that he went to yesterday. He glanced over to see the old Pollicle growling at him from behind the glass. Seeing this as an advantage, he stuck his tongue out and wiggled his butt at him before running away.

Jerrie ran around the corner of the warehouse when –

"OOF!"

Jerrie smacked into something hard and fell to the ground with a 'thud'. He groaned, sitting up and rubbing his head. He looked up to see a young queen about his age sitting on the ground, too. She was a creamy color, and had bronze colored patches on her arms, legs, body, and even her cheeks.

"Sort of loike…loike a custard crème pie," Jerrie thought. "Con Oi 'elp yah?" Jerrie asked as the queen noticed him staring at her. He stood up and offered her his paw. She took it and he helped her up.

"Is this Macavity's warehouse?"

Jerrie crossed his arms. "Whot's it tah yah?"

"If you must know," her emerald green eyes flashed darkly. "I am Macavity's daughter."

Jerrie looked her up and down, not sure if the queen was serious. "Yeah…this is Macavity's warehouse. Oi don't know if yah telling me the truth or not, but if yah lying tah me, Macavity will kill yah."

The queen smiled. "Don't worry. He knows I'm coming. My mother passed away not too long ago and sent me to live with my father."

"Oh." Jerrie's face fell. "Oi'm sorrah tah 'eah about yah mothah."

"It's alright." She smiled. Jerrie led her to the big metal door and they walked inside the warehouse. As soon as the different scents of the henchcats filled her nose, she cringed. Jerrie stifled a laugh as they headed towards Macavity's office. Jerrie knocked on the door and motioned for the queen to wait out in the hall.

"Come in," Macavity said.

"'ello Boss," Jerrie greeted as he closed the door behind him. "Um, ore yah aware of a queen visiting yah today?"

Macavity looked up. "Yes. Is she here?"

Jerrie pointed his tail towards the door. "She's out there."

"Very well. Send her in." Jerrie bowed and exited the room. The queen looked at him and smiled.

"Wait," Jerrie said, stopping the queen before she went into the office. "Oi didn't catch yah nome."

"Oh, I'm Korova, but you can call me Ova."

"Oi'm Mungojerrie, Jerrie fah short."

"Hey fellas, did you see the new cutie with Macavity?"

Jerrie was lounging lazily on a beat – up couch in the Recreation Room when one of the henchcats popped into the room and started talking about the new queen. The henchcats stopped what they were doing to hear what the tom had to say.

"Thot's Korova," Jerrie piped up. The toms turned to look at him.

"How do you know?" The henchcat asked.

"Oi met 'er. Claims she's Macavity's daughtah."

"So it's true then?" Another henchcat spoke up. "Macavity really does have a daughter?"

Jerrie shrugged. There had been a rumor around the warehouse of a child produced from their boss. The henchcats went back to their pool game, reading, or wrestling. A few henchcats left with the tom to see the new cutie. Jerrie leaned back into the couch and fell asleep.

Jerrie woke up to hear Macavity paging him. He groaned and got up. Entering the office, he saw Korova sitting on her father's desk and swinging her hind paws back and forth. She looked up and smiled at the familiar tom.

"Yah colled?"

"Yes, I trust you to take Korova around and show her the warehouse. She is to become one of my henchcats and she needs to begin her training as soon as possible."

Jerrie bowed and winked at the queen. "Moi lady," he held his paw out to her and she took his arm, giggling.

"Quite the gentletom," she commented.

"No funny business you two!" Macavity called after them. Korova waved her paw at her father and they walked out the door. As instructed, Jerrie gave a tour of the warehouse. Henchcats stared after the pair, wondering how such a pretty queen would end up with a tom like Mungojerrie.

"So, what's your life story?" Korova asked when they sat down in the library.

"There's not much tah tell," Jerrie admitted. "Oi wos abandoned os a kitton ond Macavity took moi in tah be a 'enchcat. Spent moi whole life 'eah. Whot's yah life story?"

Korova had been born to Macavity and Fedella, a chocolate brown and gold queen. Fedella had gotten into a fight with another tom who tried to do things to her and Korova, but her wounds were fatal. She was sent here to live with Macavity. Korova said she didn't like what her father does for a living, but she felt like she had to accept it, so she did. She was old enough to find a mate and start her own family, so Macavity wants her to be with someone he chooses, hoping to have tom heirs of his blood to the throne.

"I just want someone to like me for me," Korova sighed. "I suppose my father can choose who I am to be with, but I want him to actually love me, not because he's forced to."

Jerrie leaned across the table and patted her paw, smiling. "Ony tom is going tah loike yah fah yahself. Trust moi."

"You know Jerrie, you're certainly special. You're nothing like any of the other toms I've met. I'm sure there's a queen out there who's waiting for you to sweep her off her feet."

"Maybe…"Jerrie looked out the broken window. Truth be told, he had been thinking about settling down. The problem was that there were no queens that worked for Macavity, only Griddlebone, and she was Macavity's age. Just then, Korova's stomach began rumbling. She gave an embarrassed smiled. "Come on, let's go get some dinnah."