"Ova! Griddle! Guess whot?"

Ova was finishing drying the plate that Griddle handed her. She didn't hear Jerrie come up behind her and his voice startled her. She jumped three feet high, dropped the plate, and puffed up her fur.

"Jerrie!" She whipped around. "You know how easily scared I get!" Jerrie smirked at her fur. She patted her fur down and stuck her tongue out playfully at him. "Ok, now what am I supposed to guess?"

"Remembah 'ow Oi told yah thot the 'umans kept thinking Oi wos stealing from them when Oi wosn't?" Ova nodded and waited for him to continue. "Woll, when Oi wos out doing Macavity's erronds, Oi ran into the cat who wos doing it! Yah nevah woll believe moi, but it wos a queen!

"A queen was stealing?" Griddle asked, intrigued. Queens were very rarely seen stealing or thieving, and never really kept themselves motivated to keep doing it. This particular queen, however, enjoyed it.

Jerrie nodded. "Yeah. We ore gonna be partnahs in croime!"

Ova bit her lip. "Partners in crime, Jerrie? I don't know…"

"Trost moi, Ova, we'll be foine." Jerrie gave her a hug of reassurance. "In foct, we're going stealing tomorrah!"

"Well…" Ova hesitated. "All right. Just don't go running into any more Pollicles." He kissed her on her forehead and they scurried off to bed.

"Jerrie?"

Ova ran throughout the warehouse, looking for the striped tom. The sounds of Macavity's evil laughs and Jerrie's cries of pain echoed off the wall and into Ova's ears. Her emerald eyes frantically look around, hoping to find her future mate. She noticed the sounds grew louder as she crept closer to her's and Jerrie's room. She timidly pushed open the door and gasped. Jerrie was lying on the cement floor, bloody and bruised. He turned to look at her and tried telling her to run. Macavity swiveled around and grinned viciously. Raising his paw, Macavity placed his paw on Jerrie's chest. A bright flash of light filled the room, and Ova watched the life being sucked out the tortured tom.

"NO!" She yelled over and over. "Jerrie! Jerrie!" She repeatedly cried his name, hoping he would wake up.

"Jerrie!" Ova shot straight up. Beside her, Jerrie had woken up and was immediately alert.

"Whot? Whot's wrong?" Ova was shaking violently and tears streamed down her face. Jerrie held her tightly and rubbed her back, trying to soothe the shaken queen. "It wos just a noighmah. Everythoing is alroight." Her sobs turned into quiet sniffles. "Do yah won't tah tolk about it?"

Ova lifted her face a fraction of an inch from Jerrie's chest so she could speak. "It…it was awful. I couldn't find you anywhere, but then I heard you yelling in our bedroom, so I came to investigate. My fath – Macavity – " she couldn't bear to say he was her father. " - had you pinned to the ground and all bloody. You tried telling me to run and then he…and then he sucked the life out of you…"

Jerrie was silent for a moment. "It woll be alroight. Oi promise. Oi don't thoink 'e con get yah inside yah dreams."

"You'd better believe I can," a voice said. They jumped and faced Macavity, who emerged from the dark corner.

"Macavity!"

"Get up, the both of you. We have planning to do."

Jerrie and Ova obeyed. "Whot…whot planning?" He was a little afraid to know.

Macavity looked at him like he was the dumbest cat he'd ever met. "For your mating ceremony. It's only in a few weeks." The two sighed and reluctantly followed Macavity out of the room. Jerrie hoped they would be done in time so he could go stealing with Teazer.

Planning took only a couple of hours, much to Jerrie's happiness. Don't get him wrong, he was happy that he was chosen to be Ova's mate, but they just didn't hold those special feeling for each other. He kissed Ova goodbye and ran to the junkyard. He thought it was weird, or maybe that Teazer was just giving him her fake address, but he had never heard of cats living in the junkyard. He shrugged and continued forward.

The junkyard came into view and Jerrie ran deeper into the high piles. His ears twitched left and right, hoping to hear the sound of cats. What sounded like faint music came directly in front of him, and he ran forward. He decelerated when he got closer and watched from over a junk pile. Loud and funky music was playing while a maned Maine Coon was pelvic – thrusting around a bunch of queen kittens.

"Woll, Oi'll be a Pollicle's uncle!" Jerrie thought. "There really ore cats living in the junkyoird."

Cats were roaming around and talking to one another. Jerrie thought they seemed nice and he slid down the junk pile, walking to the main clearing. A kitten was dancing near Jerrie and they didn't notice each other until the kitten crashed into him.

"STRANGER DANGER!" The kitten yelled and ran away. Jerrie suddenly felt uneasy as the cats turned to stare at him. The music from the Maine Coon stopped as well. The tom looked irritated that his song was interrupted. A black – and – silver Tabby marched up to him.

"And who are you?"

"M – Mungojerrie."

"State your business."

"Oi…Oi'm looking fah Rumpleteazah," Jerrie said. Maybe she wasn't here. He didn't see her. Just then, a den door opened and Teazer walked out, wearing the Woolworth pearls she stole yesterday. She stopped and noticed all the cats staring at her.

"Whot?" She asked.

"Do you know this tom?" The Tabby asked, his tail pointing at Jerrie.

Her face broke into a grin. "Jerrie! Oi see yah came today!"

The Tabby turned back to Jerrie. "I don't know who you are, but you are not allowed back in the junkyard, do you understand?"

"Lighten up, Munk," a new voice said. The Maine Coon from earlier walked over and draped his arm across the Tabby's shoulders. "He won't do us any harm. You can't assume that everyone works for Macavity." Jerrie gulped loudly, hoping the others didn't hear.

"Go away Tugger," the Tabby replied tiredly. The Maine Coon faked shock and hurt, but then smiled and walked away over to the queen kittens.

"So, ready tah go?" Teazer asked Jerrie. He nodded and they walked off together. The cats cocked their eyebrows. A question ran through their minds: did Rumpleteazer find a mate?

On the way to wherever Teazer was taking him, Jerrie asked about the junkyard. She said that they were Jellicles who loved singing and dancing. She told him about each and every cat living there. To Jerrie's surprise, Macavity was the brother of Munkustrap and Rum Tum Tugger, the Tabby and the Maine Coon he met earlier, and his father was Old Deuteronomy, the leader of the Jellicles.

"Who's 'ouse is thot?' Jerrie asked as they stood in front of a tiny house.

"Yah know the rich 'umans in the mansion? Woll, they aren't the richest 'umans 'ere. These 'umans ore actually the richest, but they don't loike othah 'umans knowing." Teazer winked. "Oi've been 'ere before. They're loaded!"

Jerrie grinned greedily. "Alroight. Let's go!"

The bathroom window was open and Jerrie stood underneath it. He got down on one knee and laced his fingers together, his paws facing up. Teazer cartwheeled over and set her foot in Jerrie's paws. He hoisted her up and she flew gracefully over the window. Jerrie had watched a thing the humans called the 'Olympics' and how one of the humans would jump over a bar and spin in the air. Watching Teazer do her spin through the window reminded him of that. He ran up the tree and jumped through the window after her.

Teazer grinned at him and they exited the bathroom. Jerrie gaped in awe. They were certainly loaded with valuables! The inside looked different from the outside. Teazer beckoned for Jerrie to follow her and they entered the bedroom. They separated and went to the opposite sides of the room, grabbing and stashing what they could carry.

Jerrie was just about to reach for a diamond ring when his ear twitched. He froze and listened closely. A door had opened and closed and something was in the kitchen. Jerrie faced Teazer. She had not heard the noise yet and was still filling her bag.

"Teazah!" Jerrie whispered.

"Whot?" She glanced up.

"Someone's 'ere!"

Teazer then heard footsteps. Jerrie ran over to the window and got down on his knees again, fingers laced together. Teazer somersaulted off the dresser and stepped on his paw so he could hoist her up. They managed to escape before the human came into the bedroom. They knew the neighborhood had a ton of Pollicles, so they ran across the roofs of the houses. They cartwheeled, somersaulted, and back - flipped their way across. They came across a gap in between the houses, and the only way they could get across was by walking on a clothes string. They grinned at each other and slowly walked across the string while the Pollicles were barking at them from down below.

"Oi guess we're toightrope wolkers ond acrobats!" Teazer laughed as they reached the other side. Jerrie dropped Teazer back off at the junkyard, saying that they should do that again sometime. Jerrie couldn't remember the last time he had that much fun. He ran to the warehouse and gave Ova a beautiful diamond necklace and Griddle a pearl bracelet that he had stolen.

Tomorrow, he would definitely go see Teazer again!