Ok, I'm trying to update as soon as possible…but as a bit of a disclaimer…QUESTIONS ARE ANSWERED, UNLESS OTHERWISE MENTIONED IN A REVIEW REPLY, ON A FIRST-COME, FIRST-SERVE BASIS. Thank you for understanding! I'm beginning to realize just how big of a project this is….how does Robyn do it? Anyway, please enjoy the next chapter. And Hazel, I'm sorry for how mean Misto is to you. You caught him on a bad day.

Disclaimer: if I owned Mister Mistoffelees….Fantasia the Crazy would be furious with me. Seeing as she is not, last I checked, I'm going to venture the guess that I do not own Misty. The idea of an advice column of humor, as I've mentioned before, belongs to the great and glorious Robyn-Enjolras. Look her up! I don't own Peter Pan, Neverland, or pixie dust. I do like to think I have a decent amount of hope and trust, though.

Once again, Misto opened his email. Ugh, Hazlelthorn. She likes to torture me…oh well. I did promise I'd answer all questions.

Dear Sparkle-butt,

Like the nickname? Anyways, can you explain to me why I can never find the Jellicle Junkyard...I WANNA MEET MUNGOJERRIE! And Tugger...and Alonzo...and you, because you do magic. SPARKLE!

Love,

Hazelthorn Jellicle

PS- I'm not reallt a jellicle...I just wish I was...

Misto sighed. There was no way he would tell this Jellicle wanna-be where the Junkyard was.

Dear Thorny-butt,

I only like my nickname if you like yours. So there. You cannot find the Jellicle Junkyard for the same reason adults cannot find Neverland. You do not have the proper amounts of faith, trust, and…well, in the case of the Junkyard…Conjurer's glitter. Not to be confused with pixie dust! I assure you, Mungojerrie, Tugger, and Alonzo do not want to meet you. They are all allergic to humans. And no, I will not give up my glitter so you can find our Junkyard. If you would still like to know….it's in central London. Not that you'll ever find it. This reminds me of the time we Jellicles met Peter Pan….

Signed

The Magical Mister Mistoffelees

PS- if you were 'reallt' a Jellicle, you wouldn't be asking your question. Now can you please stop lying in your signature? I don't tell people that I'm the Mundane Mr. Misto in my signature!

Looking back, one of my biggest adventures started on a boring day. Yeah. Boring. Anyway, nothing happened during the day…and I mean nothing. Tugger didn't even get any action! It all started that night.

I was looking up at the sky, wondering when day would break. It was the new moon, so we couldn't even dance under the light of the moon, Jellicle or not. I saw a shadow flit over my den, and perked up, curious. "Who's there?" I called out…but no answer. I went back to staring at the stars…the second one to the right in particular. It was twinkling much more brightly than most tonight. It reminded me of a movie my human girls like to watch and a song in it…it goes something like this:

The second star to the right shines in the night for you.

To tell you that the dreams you plan really can come true.

The second star to the right shines with a light that's rare.

And if it's Neverland you need, its light will lead you there.

Twinkle Twinkle little star, so I'll know where you are.

Gleaming in the skies above! Lead me to the one who loves me…

And when you bring him my way, each time we say 'goodnight'

We'll thank the little star that shines, the second from the right.

Anyway, a few minutes later, I heard the sounds of a tussle…I looked in, trying to stay hidden, and saw what looked like a human kid wrestling with his shadow. I hissed, trying to think how the heck he'd gotten in the Junkyard, never mind my den. "What are you doing here, kid?"

The kid jumped, startled. Unfortunately for him, the momentary distraction was enough for his shadow to pin him. "A little help here?"

As much as I didn't want the kid in my den, I decided to help him. After all, he obviously wasn't leaving without his shadow. I pounced, trying to fix my teeth on the shadow. To my surprise…the shadow bit me! "That's it…" I muttered. I started sparking and glittering. While the kid burst out laughing, the shadow quickly realized that it meant I was about to use magic. I shot a bolt of lightning out of my paws, but the shadow dodged, and the bolt hit my mirror, rebounding towards me. I was too shocked to move, and consequentially was shocked. Pun fully intended. I was knocked out…and when I woke up the next morning, my den was a disaster area…