HEYO ALL! i'm finally updating Fan in Felidae! please excuse the delay, i've just been realy busy, not to mention i've been having computer problems lately. but anywho, i hope you enjoy, and please review

DISCLAIMER: i DO NOT own Felidae, or any of it's characters. i only own Julia

A little while later I was sitting in Gus' kitchen sink with Francis and Bluebeard, the two of them eating some fish off of a plate. I love fish as much as the next guy, but the sight of the uncooked stuff made my stomach churn. "You were happy enough when I got involved in investigating the murders on the block, and then you go and withhold really important information" Francis was saying as he took a bite of his fish.

Bluebeard grumbled as he took a fish and shoved it in his mouth. "The sect don't mean much" he mumbled through a mouthful of fish. "agh thag mumbah jumbah"

I grinned. "Dude, didn't your mother ever teach you not to talk with your mouth full?"

Francis chuckled. "What did you say Bluebeard?"

Bluebeard sighed and pulled the fish out of his mouth. "It's a cheap thrill or two, just to see who's chicken and who ain't. It's all bullshit anyway"

Francis chuckled again and shook his head. "That's not what I'd call it"

I nodded. "Me neither… they seemed downright serious"

"the sect's been going for quite a while. Joker teaches the gospel of Claudandus as its high priest, and over the years the blowhard's attracted quite a following. That's all" Bluebeard said.

"Joker?" Francis said, sounding surprised. "I take it that Joker is the master of ceremonies with the charm of a viper"

"that's right, but I can promise you it's harmless Francis. No one knows who Claudandus really was or if he even really existed" Bluebeard then went back to devouring the fish. "Can we eat now?"

"Yes, of course Bluebeard" Francis said. "Then maybe we can meet this genius you've told me about"

"as far as humans go, your can opener is a remarkably good cook, absolutely fantastic!" Bluebeard said as he was finishing the fish.

Francis turned to me. I knew what he was looking at… the third fish on the plate that had remained untouched the whole time. "Aren't you going to eat?"

I shook my head. "Um, n-no… I'm not hungry" my stomach chose that moment to growl quite loudly.

Bluebeard laughed. "Not hungry my ass!"

Francis picked up the fish and held it out to me. "Go on Julia, eat. I insist"

I swallowed hard. I was pretty hungry, but a raw fish? The human part of me was saying 'no way'. But I licked my lips and sighed, finally giving in. "thanks" I said quietly as I took the fish from Francis. I stared at it for a few seconds and realized that Francis and Bluebeard were both staring at me. I blinked. "Do you mind? You don't see me staring at you when you eat, do you?"

Bluebeard grinned, amused. "Relax dollface"

I rolled my eyes and hesitantly sank my teeth into the fish. The stench alone was enough to make me not want to eat it, but I didn't want the guys to think I was a weirdo. I tore a small hunk out of the fish and chewed as quickly as possible, swallowing with a shudder.

"Like it?" Francis asked.

I forced a smile and nodded. "Oh yeah, it… it's great"

needless to say, I ate my first raw fish that afternoon.

...

I was nervous as we made our way to Pascal's house. "I looked in Gus' dictionary" Francis was saying as we approached the house. "Claudandus is a Latin word meaning, 'he who should or must be sealed'"

"hmm, fascinating" I said.

"What do you think it means?" Francis asked.

"Let me put the ol' thinking cap on" Bluebeard said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Oh, you do think, do you?" Francis said teasingly.

We snickered.

"I think nonstop, surprises you, eh?" Bluebeard said as we jumped up onto the top of a small stone wall.

I giggled. "Yes, very much so"

Bluebeard laughed. "I even read a book once"

I smiled. "I think I'm starting to warm up to this guy" I thought as we walked along the wall and hopped into a yard. I frowned in disgust as Bluebeard made his mark on the front step of the house.

He grinned when he saw the look on my face. "Ahh, Bluebeard was here" he said.

I rolled my eyes. "Men" I grumbled as we made our way inside.

"Very impressive" Francis said, looking around the house.

"Although the pictures of naked people are a bit much" I said flatly, frowning up at the large paintings on the wall. "I mean really, who in their right mind would have this kind of stuff in their house? It'd be pretty awkward to have a party in here with guests over"

Bluebeard and I laughed.

Francis glanced up at the paintings. "Have we come to the house of an art collector or a pimp?"

I giggled. "Definitely pimp I'd say"

"well your guess is as good as mine" Bluebeard said. "I believe the can opener who owns this joint has some job as a scientist, or was it a parascicologist, I don't know, what's the difference?" then he headed up some stairs off to the side. Francis and I glanced at each other and followed after him. we came into what looked like some sort of study, with a large painting of Gregor Mendel hanging on the wall.

"Delighted to see you my friends" a voice behind us said, making me jump. We turned and saw a large fluffy cat sitting at a computer. He turned to us. "I hope you enjoyed your tour of the house" he jumped to the floor and walked over to us. He looked even larger in person, but that might have been because of his thick fur.

Bluebeard smiled slightly and nodded toward Francis. "This brother here is Francis and this clever brother here is Pascal" he motioned toward the big cat. Then he looked at me. "And this little sister is Julia"

Pascal and I looked at each other, and the older cat's eyes widened a little. "Oh my" he smiled. "Forgive me my dear, for I am not used to having such… lovely company"

I smiled a little. "Oh, well… thank you"

Pascal looked back and forth between Francis and me. "I'm glad to meet the two of you. I think we'll get along fine" he glanced at me again. "Can I offer you something to eat?"

Bluebeard's eyes lit up.

"Thanks, but we've eaten already Pascal" Francis said politely.

Bluebeard nudged him. "Shut up, will you, Asshole?" he grumbled. "Personally, I can handle a little bit of an extra mouthful or two"

Pascal chuckled. "Well, you know where the kitchen is, you'll find some kidneys in a dish"

Bluebeard scampered down the stairs almost as fast as Speedy Gonzales. I shook my head. "Always thanking with his stomach" I mumbled.

Francis and I then followed Pascal over to the computer. "To tell you the truth, I never thought I'd see one of us sitting at a computer and actually knowing how to use it" Francis said as we jumped up in front of the monitor, somehow with me ending up between Francis and Pascal.

"I'm trying in my feeble way to use the computer to get on the track of the murderer you're out to find"

I smiled. "I love computers"

Pascal turned to me. "You know about computers? Have you ever used one before?"

I nodded. "Oh yes, lots of times"

the older cat smiled, looking impressed. He then turned to the computer and typed something out. "Do either of you know the meaning of this word, Felidae?"

Francis shook his head. "Could it be a scientific name for all our family divisions, cats as we're usually called?"

Pascal sighed. "Felidae… evolution has created an astounding number of various creatures, not one however deserves the respect and wonder the genes Felidae has earned" he brought up a list on the computer.

"What is all that?" I asked, even though I already knew.

"Those of us who live in the neighborhood" Pascal said. "Name, age, sex, breed, markings…"he looked at me. "I almost forgot I need to add you two now as well"

"Incredible" Francis breathed.

"Yes, it is" Pascal said. "Even better if it could help us solve a murder"

Francis turned to him. "Did you know that all of the dead brothers were…"

"Yes"

I blinked. "Huh?"

"They were all on the prowl after some female in heat" Pascal explained. I jumped, feeling something brush against my tail just then. I turned and saw Pascal's tail brushing against mine. I tried to ignore the uncomfortable feeling welling up inside me as Francis continued.

"I have an idea… find out what breed they were, that may lead us to a new tie up"

I smiled. "Great idea Francis"

Pascal nodded. "Simple enough" his tail brushed against mine again as he looked up the victims on the computer. "Well none of them were particularly aristocratic examples of Felidae"

"but all the same race" Francis said. "They weren't just excited and male, they were European Shorthairs"

"weird" I said quietly.

Pascal shook his head. "No, not true Francis…" he started typing something. "… I haven't yet added the sixth victim to the list"

my heart froze at his words. "No" I thought. "Please God, NO!" my heart hammered in my chest as I looked at the word Pascal typed:

Felicity

"Felicity!" Francis cried.

"Yes, Felicity I'm afraid" Pascal said quietly.

"Pascal, no, that can't be true! Julia and I just left her a hour ago!"

I didn't wait to see if Francis was following, even though I knew he was. I bolted off the desk and out of the house, my heart hammering in my chest 100 miles an hour as I ran. "It can't be true, it can't be!" I yelled as I ran. But I knew, even as Felicity's house came into view, that it was too late…

I had failed to protect my friend.

OH NO! i hated that Felicity was killed in the movie, THOSE JERKWADS! anyways, i hope you enjoyed this chappie, and i'll try to update again soon, hopefully within the next week. oh, and don't forget to review!

-FreddysNightmare1984