Nope, don't own CATS, never have, never will.

Time for happiness and joy!

I woke up on a Saturday morning, ready to wreck havoc on the world and commit mild acts of mayhem. Okay, maybe I wouldn't do that, but it's still fun to say!

I generally don't get up early on Saturdays, but I was going to go mess around the town with my friends, Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer. And those two cats get up stinking early! While I was thinking about making a petition that stated that anybody that got up before 11 o'clock would be arrested, my brother walked into my room, looking extremely surprised that I was up. I bet ya that he was hoping to be able to push me out of bed.

"So, why do you grace my room with your presence, O great magician?" He gets really annoyed when I call him that (J). Of course, it didn't bother him, and I learned why when he said his next sentence.

"Jenny needs help with the kittens today, so she randomly picked out names, and yours just happened to be one of them…" He was the one smiling now.

"Are you sure she didn't pick you? Oh wait, she wouldn't she likes you way too much! Darn, smacking around her mice was a bad idea…"

"As I've said before, you don't get on the bad side of the person who gives out jobs. Especially the bad ones."

"Isn't there a way I can NOT do it? I have plans today, with Mungo and Teazer! You know how torturous watching the kittens is! PLEASE!" I gave my best kitty face to my twin, even through it wouldn't do anything. Wow, I really need to learn when to stop annoying people…

Quaxo rolled his eyes at me and said, "Well, I guess you could just not show up, but I have a strange feeling it won't work." He started to absentmindedly levitate things around my room, clearly bored with our conversation.

"Fine… But I still have to try. Isn't there a saying if I believe hard enough, I can do anything?"

"That's only for normal cats, not you. You've never had any luck."

"Whateve, I'm leaving. You bore me."

I followed my brother out the door, into the bright sunlight. Giving myself a few seconds for my eyes to adjust, I started to walk towards my friend's den, when I heard a voice behind me.

"Hello, Alex. Aren't you going the wrong way to Jenny's den?"

I turned around, and saw Old Deuteronomy walking towards me. I almost cursed, and then realized that probably isn't the smartest thing to do in front of your leader.

"Of course, I was just trying to get used to the sun and all that… I'm going there right now…bye." As I hurried away from Deuteronomy, I saw Quaxo laughing quietly behind his paws. I gave him the I-will-kill-you-later stare, and walked to Jenny's den.

I was immediately bombarded by kittens when I got there, and I resigned myself to a terrible day. I vowed to never get up early again, after Jenny made me play games and tell stories to them. Really, how many times can someone hear the Great Rumpus Cat story without going insane? I really hope I wasn't this bad to my parents when I was this young. But then again, I was probably worse.

But then the Everlasting Cat decided to save me from a terrible death of kittenidis by sending me Coricopat and Tantomile to relive me! Of course, I don't think it was all that awesome now, but hey, I was about to go crazy. There was only one thing wrong with the whole picture, the twins kept looking at me weirdly. Before I left, I asked what was up.

"Something bad is going to happen to you." said Coricopat.

"But through it, everyone will be saved." finished Tantomile.

Okay… that was strange. I thought, as I left the den. I didn't think much of it, through. They've said a lot of weird things before, this is just like those times. At least, I tried to convince myself of it. They were rarely wrong, but I tried to get it off my mind, as I hurried to Mungo/Teazer's den, hoping against hope they hadn't left without me. I was all alone, or so I thought. That thought was smashed when a black cat stepped in front of me.

"Hello boy. Where do you happen to be going so hurriedly?"

I didn't know who this guy was, or why he was talking to me, so I decided to respond with one of the best tactics ever. Claw first, ask questions later. It involved me clawing him in the face, and throwing my weight on his leg, making him buckle down in pain. Nobody can ever say I haven't learned anything from my dad.

Of course, it was just my luck that the guy had backup, and that they surrounded me. I tried to fight them off, but I small cat like me can only do so much. I got smacked in the head really hard.

As the darkness toke me, I could think of only one thing.

Couldn't be more specific, could ya, psychics?

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