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Part One: MACAVITY'S PLAN

Chapter One

Tugger's 'Son'

(Tugger's POV)

The queens at the junkyard followed me through the piles of trash and unwanted garbage. I weaved past the toms, as they stared daggers at me.

Don't worry about them Tugger. I thought to myself. They're only jealous of you. You are the best cat there ever was. None of the Jellicles are as good as you. You are so handsome and everybody should respect you more.

I heard someone giggling behind me and a smirk tugged at the corner of my lips. I turned and saw all the female kittens behind me. Cassandra was batting her eyelashes, Victoria was fluffing her fur, Rumpleteazer was swooning, Electra was grinning and clearly trying to talk (even though she couldn't make any words out), Tantomile was giggling (that was who I heard behind me), Sillabub was stumbling around trying to get my attention, Jemima was cleaning herself up by licking herself and dusting a circle around her with her tail, and Etcetera was just...being herself. She was shrieking at the top of her lungs and smiling like it was the best day of her life, which was everyday.

See, Munk was wrong. I'm making a difference here. I'm making innocent kitten's lives a whole lot better, aren't I self? Yes self, yes you are.

I smirked at the crowd around me. "Settle down kittens. You'll all get enough Tugger today." I said, sauntering towards them.

Until my brother started tugging me away by the giant, fluffy ruff of my coat. I complained, protesting against him, telling him he would tear my fur, but he dropped me by the side of the old car, and leaped on top of it.

"Tugger. You need to get a hold of yourself." He scolded. I crossed my arms, scowling at him, still on my butt in the dirt.

"What do you mean? I'm perfect!" I told him, trying to get the obvious truth through Munkustrap's numbskull brain.

My older brother just groaned. "This is what I'm talking about! You're horrific cockiness! You think you're so superior compared to the rest of us!" Munk through his arms up into the air as if this bothered him. I still didn't get why it was a bad thing though.

I got up, brushing myself off with my long, bushy tail. "Well, I don't care. Good-bye." I told him, using staccato goodbye.

My son ran up to greet me. "Dad, what was all that about?" He asked me. He was still a kitten, but in human years he would've been about fifteen. But that doesn't stop him from being third in command of the tribe. He has a black spot around his left eye. He has black and white fur, half and half mostly.

I smiled. "It's nothing, Alonzo. Go and play with your brother, or run the tribe or something. Dad isn't here today, so go do something fun." I told my oldest son. He looked kind of upset.

"Oh. Okay. Thank's dad." Alonzo told me. I smiled, proud of him as he ran off.

oOoOoOo

(Munkustrap's POV)

"I don't want my little brother corrupting our daughter's minds!" I shouted at Demeter. She facepalmed, clearly unhappy.

"Can't you just control Tugger?" She asked. I shook my head.

"I was going to make him third in command of the tribe Dem. You know why I didn't." I said. She nodded.

"I know, his-" She started, rolling her eyes, but I cut her off, finishing her sentence.

"HIS EGO! He only cares about four things in life-your sister, his sons, his reputation, and himself." I told her.

Bombalurina, Demeter's older sister(they are younger than both of us), was Tugger's wife. They had recently gotten married, but that didn't stop the kittens(the girl kittens, which disturbingly included Electra and Sillabub) from being in love with him. Alonzo and Mistoffelees, Tugger's two sons, had been abandoned in the junkyard as newborn kittens. He didn't want to leave them stranded like that-he claimed he couldn't help himself. He just had to adopt them. Little did he know Misto has magical powers, which is why we suspect someone abandoned them. He's the proudest parent ever-the father of the third in command of the tribe, and the original conjuring cat.

Well, the original good conjuring cat. The real original conjuring cat was our little brother, Macavity. He turned evil soon after he got married though. From what we know, he has no kittens. He was last seen during our last Jellicle Ball, held three months ago. He kidnapped our father then, but we try not to look back on that. Old Deuteronomy spends a lot of time at his owners after Misto got him back.

Demeter sighed, stopped looking frustrated, and walked over, slower than Bustopher Jones. She then threw her arms around me, resting her head on my shoulder. We gazed out into the junkyard together, watching the kittens scream over the pawtographs from Tugger.

"You worried he's gonna mess up someday?" She asked.

I shook my head. "I'm not worried. I know he's going to mess up someday."

oOoOoOo

(Tugger's POV)

I watched Misto, happiness bubbling up inside me. "Try that one!" I said. My son nodded. He was a tuxedo cat with a shiny coat. He was only a fraction of the size of me, still a kitten, in my view. He had a joyful expression on his face.

My youngest son is mostly insecure about his powers, so I try to make everybody like them. After he brought Old Deuteronomy back, and Jellicles were thanking him left and right, he became so much more open willing to use his powers. He barely hesitated then.

Misto struck a large Jeep with a bolt of lightning. He then made it leviate, start spinning, and with the twist of his wrist, it evaporated. I whistled and applauded, which made Misto take a bow, a large smile on his face.

Then I heard someone else applauding behind me. But this was a sarcastic applause, someone who was purposely trying to make it seem like Misto had done a bad job.

It was a Jellicle-but not one from the tribe. She had misty (believe it or not) pale pink eyes and a white coat with speckled black dots everywhere. Her face was half black and half white. She had two silver spike earrings in her long, pointed ears.

"Well done Mistoffelees. Macavity will be impressed." She placed her hands on her hips, smirking.

"What do you mean 'Macavity will be impressed'?" I asked, worried. With a jolt, I realized this queen was no fan of mine, or Misto-she was sent by Macavity.

She twirled her long white tail, with black at the tip. "Macavity wants you as his hench cat Misto." She shrugged. "I have to give the master whatever he wants." She leapt down from the top of the pile of rusty bikes she was on top of, claws poised, ready to strike, fangs ready to bite if she had to.

Misto tried to sharpen his claws, but I had tired him out too much. Magic makes Misto sleepy. I jumped in front of Misto.

"You're not touching my son." I told her. She was taken a bit aback by that.

"Your son. Well, Macavity will be very surprised to hear this." She smiled slightly. She opened her mouth, revealing the fact her teeth were lined with some kind of green substance. I think it was poisonous.

I lunged at the queen, but she feinted away, dodging my strike. I landed flat on my face. Angrily, I got back up again. The female cat flicked her long tail and grinned. She snapped her fingers, and I levitated into the air.

"WHAT?! YOU'RE A MAGIC CAT?!" I shouted. She didn't answer my question, heading towards Mistoffelees. He tried summoning some kind of army of inanimate objects to help him fight. But it didn't work, leaving Misto alone. His eyes were starting to droop more by the second.

I then figured out what the girl cat was doing. She was enchanting Misto to fall asleep. Misto yawned and then collapsed onto the ground. She pawed him with her deadly sharp claws.

"Don't touch him!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. She eyed me, glaring daggers.

"You shouldn't order me around while I'm still making you float. I could do anything, you know that right?" She laid her paw on Mistoffelees. "And by the way, my name is Katana." And she disappeared into thin air, taking Misto with her.

A/N

Welp. That happened.

This was kind of just an introduction to the fanfiction. Thank you for reading. I hope the next chapter goes up soon. By the way, in this fanfiction, Sillabub and Jemima are separate characters, but Sillabub appears a bit less. Also, even though it will look like a Misto and Jemima shipping later in the story, THIS IS FALSE. Misto and Jemima will just be friends. We are not telling who they will end up being shipped with just yet.

Tell me what you like, tell me what you don't like. Critique as much as you like, just don't swear or say anything inappropriate. This fanfic is the opposite of gas station bathrooms-clean!

That's it for now, see you next time!

Sayonara (Goodbye)!

-Luna