Hello again!

Since I was in the mood, I decided to update this early, so you have something to read, while I do Chapter Three, as I am in a serious case of writer's block, so I won't be updating until the New Year now.

This chapter follows on from Chapter One left off, in which Kirsty is confronted by the Cat. It also involves the musical number Oh, the Thinks You Can Think, which includes lyrics from both the Broadway version, Off Broadway version, and also some new ones, which I added for the introduction of Jojo and some other characters, which I thought deserved an introduction. I've tried to add most of the characters from the musical, and I apologise to those who didn't get a part.

I would like to thank Cosmos the Homicidal Maniac and 99LesMisAccounts for reviewing. Thank you both so much, I am so happy this story is liked by people!

Disclaimer: I do not own Seussical, The Cat in the Hat, any of the Seuss characters or musical numbers. They belong to Lynn Ahrens, Stephen Flaherty, Ted Geisel, the Dr Seuss enterprise and Universal. I only own Kirsty, her outfits and her clumsy accidents and Cameron. The extra introduction lyrics were edited by disneydork29175, so credit goes out to her. Thank you!

Hope you enjoy the chapter!

Sophie ;)

Chapter 2: Think a Glimmer of Light!

As Kirsty kept screaming, the strange figure just laughed at her, trying to remain standing. The man, or cat, was covered in short jet-black fur, except for a tip on his tail, face and middle. He looked pretty normal for his species, expect for the fact he was six foot in height, was wearing an oversized red bow tie, white gloves and that hat, now perked comfortably on his head. Even though she didn't entirely recognise him, she felt like she knew him from somewhere. After a few seconds, Kirsty managed to pluck up some courage to talk to him.

"W-Who ar-are y-you?" Kirsty asked him, trying to sound a bit confident, but completely failing. "Wh-why a-ar-are y-you he-here? W-what d-do y-you w-want?"

The cat burst out laughing hysterically again, appearing behind her, which made Kirsty run to a corner of the room. "That's really good! In fact, it's hurting my head!" After a few more seconds, he stopped, his smile wiped off his face. "Wait, did you really mean what you just said?"

"I seriously don't know who you are," Kirsty replied, her nerves slowing down enough for her so she could speak clearly. "I haven't seen you before in my life."

Wow, this is a first. My heart's filled with tears. A child who hasn't heard of us, their life filled with fears. She probably doesn't even known how to have fun…

He chuckled, noticing he was rhyming again. It had been a long time since he had done this. "Maybe, who knows, this girl could be the one..." Appearing by her side, he continued. "I am the Cat in the Hat. Or Cat, which you can call me. It is an absolute pleasure to finally meet you again, Kirsty." He bowed, tipping his hat to her. Kirsty's mouth opened wide, shocked, as she moved a few steps away from the corner of the room. How did he know who she was? But then she remembered the man from before and instantly, she knew.

"You were Cameron, weren't you?"

Giving her the signature smile his alter ego had given her earlier, her guess was confirmed. "Indeed I was. Your memory is top degree. Except I was in human form, which isn't now what you see. This is my regular form, one which I am most famous for. Aren't I just awesome, not one single flaw?" He went off in his own little world for a little while after that, which made Kirsty raise her eyebrows at him. What was with this guy? He was just so crazy, and what was with him and rhyming all the time? "Well, actually the form I was once famous in, before he broke the eternal vow. Our live were so much different to what they are now…" Those words made Kirsty spin her head around, interested to hear more. What did he mean about once famous in, and what was the rule? But she had the feeling that he didn't exactly want to talk about it any further, so she didn't say anything to him about it.

Meanwhile, the Cat walked around her, as if he was examining her. He shook his head, not impressed with what he saw. "On another note, something must be done about this." From what we has saying, Kirsty knew he was talking about her clothes. She knew they weren't that great, but that was all she had! "A girl like you shouldn't be covered in black, it's like a complete abyss!" he clicked his fingers, which changed Kirsty's old black clothes into a red and white ensemble, filled with Seussian flair, with a human twist. "Now, this isn't what I expected, but it seems quite all right. My girl, you are definitely pulling off the stripes of red and white."

Kirsty laughed, which hadn't done in quite a long time. Even though her clothes were a bit bright and twisted, she liked them. They somehow seemed to suit her." So, where do you come from? And why have you come here?" she asked him.

It took a few minutes before the Cat could answer her question, pondering about it to himself. Could he trust this human. Did she have the skills? "This may be hard to understand, I could see why it might. I come from a dimension that's filled with strange creatures, where thinks can take their flight. Where anything is possible and your mind can run loose. What is this place you ask? It is simply just called Seuss." His head moved towards the window, his mood turning sad. "But lately our worlds have been taking a deep turn for quite the worse. Everything that we know and think has been hit with an unknown curse. A dreadful curse at that, darkness befalling every heart. It is slowly unthinking all of us, tearing our existence apart." Looking back to Kirsty, he disappeared and reappeared next to her. "But, a prophecy was once told of, a thinker who thinks were so insane–"

His speech was interrupted by Kirsty, who softly tapped him on the shoulder. "I'm sorry, but what is a thinker?"

"Someone whose thinks are not so plain," he simply said, like he had answered her question. "As I was about to say, before you politely suspended my tale, this thinker was not who you would expect, their life like a terrible gale. For this thinker was in fact a human, for years none knew who."

"What does this have to do with me?"

"That thinker's none other but you!"

Kirsty froze with shock, not believing what she had just heard. "Me? B-But I'm just a normal g-girl! You must have made a mistake, it can't be me! This is impossible!" she tried to explain to him, but her calls were unanswered, as he vanished into thin air, laughing. He quickly rematerialized, on the same ledge she had been sitting on earlier that night.

"I see you have quite a mind for your age! Why, one think and you dragged me right onto this stage!" the Cat began, on his face a smile of complete and utter mischief. "Now I'm here, there is no telling what may ensue, with a Cat such as me and a Thinker like you!" He disappeared again, leaving Kirsty completely confused.

"Oh, the thinks you can think! Oh, the thinks you can think, if you're willing to try," he sang to her, as he reappeared beside her. At that moment, Kirsty began to realize that the room has slowly changing. Smoke was trailing across the floor and strange trees and buildings were growing around her, like magic.

She tried to back away, scared out of her wits. "What's going on?" Unfortunately for her, the Cat wasn't going to help her.

"Think invisible ink. Or a gink with a stink! Or a stair to the sky!" the Cat continued on, even though he noticed the child beside him was frightened. He knew his strategy would work. "If you open your mind, oh the things you will find lining up to get loose. Oh, the thinks you can think when you think about Seuss!"

Suddenly, a red and white portal opened up near them. Heaps of different thinks, of all different colours, sizes and shapes jumped out and began to join in with the Cat's sudden musical number. "Seuss!" they all shouted, as they began to circle her. "Seuss! Seuss! Seuss! Seuss! Seuss! Seuss! Seeeuuusss!" As they sang the last Seuss, they began give Kirsty some space, getting a place around the room, which now looked like a stage, more extravagant than a theatre on Broadway. "Oh, the thinks you can think! Any thinker who thinks can come up with a few!"

The Cat moved back next to Kirsty, so she didn't try and run away. "All the things you can think!" he sang, trying to encourage Kirsty to loosen up and have a bit of fun.

"Think a trip on a ship, to the Vipper of Vipp or to Solla Sollew. Think of a beautiful Schlopp..." all the cast continued on, just before they dropped down to the floor.

"With a cherry on top!" the Cat said.

Everyone jumped back up suddenly, which gave Kirsty a fright. "You don't need an excuse!" they told her, while she caught back her breath. "Oh, the thinks you can think, when you think about Seuss! Seuss! Seuss! Seuss! Seuuuuuuuuuuuuss! Hmmmmm..." As the lights began to fade, the entire cast froze and a spotlight went on the Cat and Kirsty and a few other thinks.

"Think of an elephant up in a tree," an elephant sang, giving a small wave to her.

As she waved back, two adults, dressed in colourful clothing, came into view. "Think of a person too tiny to see!" they softly spoke, looking up to the sky.

"Think of a bird with a one-feather tail," a young girl bird with a small one feathered lilac purple tail sang, giving Kirsty a sweet smile.

"Going on adventures down a dangerous trail! Oh!" everyone sang, coming back to life. Their line was so powerful, that Kirsty flew right onto the other side of the room, banging her head on the wall.

When the cast returned to their frozen positions, a dazzling hot pink feathered girl bird came over to her. "Think of a bird who flies off on a spree!" she sang in a Latin accent, quickly showing off her glamorous tail to Kirsty, before leaving, without even helping her up. Luckily, the Cat was kind enough to help her stand, bring her back to the middle of the room.

After thanking him, a dark purple female kangaroo and her joey hopped forward. "Think of a kangaroo, sour as can be!" they sang with all their sass, giving Kirsty a look.

Stepping back, she bumped into a man, dressed in a military uniform. "Think of a general crazy for war!" he shouted, swinging his sword at her. She managed to duck her head before he could hit her, just as a brown furry hand grabbed her arm.

"Think of some monkeys with trouble in store!" one the owner of the hand sang mischievously, which turned out to a group of monkey brothers.

"Think of two creatures called Things 1 and 2!" two small thinks dressed in red with blue hair sang, as they lead her away from the troublesome group. The two spoke in a language Kirsty had never heard before, which, almost immediately, she recognised them as the two associates who were with the Cat when she first met him as Cameron.

When they let her go, a boy who was about a year younger than herself, dressed in orange, stepped forward. "Think of a boy who has Thinks just like you!" he sang to Kirsty, as a group of multi-coloured fish swam round her. She smiled, as the moved away, hoping she could get a chance to meet him again.

"Think of a bird, evil down to the core!" a black eagle squawked evilly, which made Kirsty trip over in fright.

Just before hit the ground, the Cat caught her in his arms. "Think of a cat who pops up at your door!" the entire cast sang, coming back into motion.

The Cat lifted her up, and regained his proper position. "How ya doing, hello! I'll be running the show. I'm your host and MC," he announced, tipping his hat to Kirsty, which made her blush.

"He's your host and MC," a group of bird girls, echoed back.

He materialised to her other side, flashing a smile. "I'll pop up here and there."

The cast moved in closer to her. "And you'll never know where, who or what he might be. You'll see!" they added.

"Take a tip from the Cat and hold onto your hat!" he ruffled the teenager's hair, seeing she had calmed down.

"Cause this ain't Mother Goo-oo-oose!" the cast chimed in.

The Cat disappeared and reappeared, hanging down from the ceiling. "Think right over the brink!"

He quickly reappeared back beside her, as the cast moved away from her into small groups. "When you think about Seuss!" they sang, before they froze in position.

"An unusual story will soon be unfurled, of an elephant trying to save a small world. And a boy from that world, who had troubles galore," the Cat narrated, explaining the story to Kirsty, who was now quite interested. It was as if she had been sucked into a book or something!

A spotlight went on one of half of the room, which consisted of people quite like the two adults she had seen earlier. "Just think! From the planet of Who," the group exclaimed, as the young boy stepped forward again.

"And the smallest of small," he added.

"To the Jungle of Nool," the other half of the room sang, as a spotlight appeared on them. They were quite different to the people of Who, their appearances more animal like.

The elephant, who she had seen earlier, stepped forward as well, so he was in line with the teenage boy. "And the largest of all," he continued.

"You think and think and think and think and think and think and think, JUST THINK!" The whole cast shouted, the whole room now light up. "Oh the thinks you can think, think and wonder and dream...far and wide as you dare!"

As the cast sang, the Cat laughed, seeing Kirsty's face, which was of utter amazement. It was hard to imagine that only a few minutes ago, this same girl had been scared beyond compare. "Oh the thinks you can think!" he sang, before he held his hand out to Kirsty, as if wanting her to dance with him. After a few seconds of hesitation, she took it and he spun her around, the room sparkling as they danced together.

"When your thinks have run dry, in the blink of an eye, there's another world there-er-ere! If you open your mind, oh the thinks you will find, lining up to get loose! Oh the thinks you can think!" the cast continued, as the Cat lifted Kirsty up in the air. A smile began to grow on her face, now having the confidence to let go in the music.

"Oh, the thinks you can think!" the creature of Jungle of Nool sang back, wildly.

The rest of the cast sang, as they paused. "Oh, the thinks you can think!"

"Oh, the thinks you can think!" the town of Whoville echoed.

At that moment, the whole cast joined in with the Cat and Kirsty, beginning to break out in dance. "Oh, the thinks you can think when you think about Seuss! When you think about Seuss! When you think about Seuss!" The more the music went on, the crazier they got. At the peak of the music, the Cat and Kirsty both spun to each other.

When they did, the cast stuck a pose, letting all their energy out. "Seuss!" they yelled out. When they did, everything had disappeared and the room was back to its original form. After a few seconds, they slowly let go of each, giving each a bit of breathing space.

"Wow!" Kirsty exclaimed, wide eyed. "That was…completely amazing! Incredible! Brilliant! I've never felt so good in all my life! How did you do that?"

The Cat smiled, feeling the girl's joy, as his two helpers came to his side. Something about her was different; he now understood why she was the one. "Well, I am extremely glad you had an absolute ball. How would you like to come with me and experience it all?"

The reaction he had expected was the complete opposite of what Kirsty was about to say. She stayed silent for a couple of seconds then shook her head. "No…no, no. This cannot be happening. This isn't happening. This has to be one of my dreams. Six foot tall talking Cat's don't exist? And worlds beyond this one definitely don't, they can't!" she said, refusing to believe this was actually happening.

"I told you!" Thing One cried, speaking in the same language she had heard them speaking in earlier.

The Cat looked completely shattered, his hat even starting to droop. "Oh dear…" he said, as the two things started to walk towards Kirsty.

"I said to you that she wasn't the right one, but you didn't listen to a word," Thing One shouted, an angry look appearing on their face.

Thing Two started to make their way over to Kirsty as well, the look on their face the same as their twin. "Actually, you were the one who said she was the right one, I was the one you heard."

While his two helpers were starting to scare Kirsty again, the Cat just stood where he was. "I was so certain of you. Was nothing you said actually true?"

"I'm sorry! I don't mean to be the wrong person that you're looking for!" Kirsty protested. Suddenly she stopped, a thought coming to her head. "Wait, this is my dream. I'm going to wake up and you'll all disappear. I'll just go back to my old life, even though it was bad. This can't be happening!" She closed her eyes and firmly pinched her arm, like she had done with all the nightmares she had experience, which was quite a lot.

After a moment, she opened her eyes again. The three creatures were still standing there, looking at her with wide eyes. She pinched herself, harder this time, but she still couldn't get out of this dream. "That's odd," Kirsty mumbled, as the three continued to stare at her. "Pinching usually works…" She looked around, trying to find something to make herself awake. Seeing a small bottle filled with purple liquid in one of the Thing's hands, she snatched it off him, removing the top. "If this doesn't get me out of this nightmare, nothing will."

The three creatures in the room gasped, especially the Cat, who remembered the warning the person who had given it to him had said. "No, please! Kirsty!" he cried out, trying to stop her.

It was too late. The liquid quickly flowed down Kirsty's throat. After she had drunk the condense of the bottle, she began to feel quite strange. She started to cough, an unusual smoke coming out of her mouth, suffocating her. As she fell into unconsciousness, the floorboards around her started to disappear, and two giant red and white portals appeared. One of them sucked her up, while the other took the Cat and both the Things with it, leaving the room completely deserted.

Wow, what a ending to a musical number! I wonder what is going to happen to them? The story of Seussical has finally kicked off!

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(EDIT: This chapter was redone on the 27/04/2013, as it needed some serious development. I added some extra dialogue before and after the musical number, including completly changing the end part. If you have the time, could you please comment on this edited version?)