HAT: It had to be done!

Disclaimer: I own nothing, not CATS (TTT-TTT) and not Aristocats (TT-TT), but the plot and OCs, I do own :D! I also own this pound cake! Okay, no I don't, my mom made it, but I own this slice! *holds up slice* So I feel better *eats cake* Enjoy!

Skimbleshanks runs a paw through his head fur and lets out a heavy sigh. He jumps off after a long day and says goodbye to the humans of the Night Mail with a wave of his long brown tail. He turns and breaks into a run, eager to get home after being away for a while. Despite how much he loves being on the train, he can't get enough of home. He looks away for a moment before he slams into another orange body. He gets up and looks down at a stocky orange tom with orange fur, a white stomach, muzzle, tail tip, left paw up to the middle of his forearm and fingers.

"Hey! Watch where you're goin'!" a deep, almost rough voice complains before yellow eyes focus on the vested tom. "Wait a second... Skimble?!"

"T-Thomas?!" stutters the tabby.

"Well, I be a monkey's uncle, it's really you!" cries Thomas as he picks up the tom and gives him a hug.

A chuckle from the Railway Cat as he allows himself to be briefly picked up before he hugs the other tom and picks him up. "You outta be!"

"Gotten strong, I see," mutters the yellow eyed tom, rubbing his side.

Skimble smirks. "You gotta be when you're the Railway Cat. Tom, I never thought I'd see you again..."

Thomas nods. "Ditto... is Jenny around here?"

"Yes, thought I'd never see her either after three years of separation, but we got back together. Who knew it'd be decades before the three of us would be reunited!"

"Thomas? Who is this?" a feminine French accented voice asks.

"Huh? Oh, this is my brother."

Skimble sees a pure white queen with sapphire eyes and a golden collar on and behind her four kits, one is an orange tom-kit with a paler orange belly and sapphire eyes wearing a blue bow tie, the next is a white queen-kit with sapphire eyes like her mother with an orange bow on the side of her neck, the next is a black tom-kit with a silver stomach and sapphire eyes wearing a red bow tie, and the final is a queen-kit that seems younger than the former three who are of the same litter, and she's orange with a black belly, black streaks in her headfur. and yellow eyes with a purple bow on the side of her neck.

He bows with his right arm at his waist and left warm behind his back and gives them a warm grin. "Skimbleshanks at your service," he introduces himself before standing up, "and your names would be?"

"I'm Duchess," the white queen informs.

The orange one straightens up. "I'm Toulouse!"

"I'm Marie," the white one says, trying to seem completely innocent, but Skimble knows all too well that kits are mischievous.

"I'm Beloiz," the black one mutters, eyeing the claimed brother.

"A-and I'm Yetai," the orange and black one says with a smile.

"A pleasure to meet you all. I'd love to stay and chat, but if I stay any longer I'm afraid the tribe will assume the worst."

Yellow eyes blink and his brother shakes his head in disbelief. "Tribe? What tribe?"

Skimble rubs the back of his neck. "The Jellicle tribe... you know... that song that mom used to sing?"

Thomas makes a face. "She sang a lot of songs."

"Jellicle cats are black and white, Jellicle cats are rather small, Jellicle cats are merry and bright, and pleasant to hear when we caterwaul! Jellicle cats have cheerful faces, Jellcile cats have bright black eyes. We like to practice our airs and graces and wait for the Jellicle Moon to rise," Skimble sings quickly while nodding his head to the rhythm and then more vigorously when his brother nods (A/N: weote that all from memory... is that sad?). "Sound familiar?"

"Yeah, yeah! She used to sing a lot of songs... she was part of that tribe you speak of?"

"Yeah, didn't find that out for a while, but she was and she was set up to be the Gumbie Cat. I'd love to stay and chat, but your owner must be worrying and if I don't get back within the next five minutes, Jenny's gonna kill me and dance over my grave singing my song. Meet me here tomorrow!" Skimble mutters quickly before bowing to them and whirling around and taking off towards his home. He has high hopes that he'll see his brother the next day, but he has to survive his sister first.

HAT: How's that for a first chapter? I hope that you all enjoyed.

Marie: I'm sure that someone liked it.

Victoria: Mhm, there are a lot of readers that like your stories.

HAT: My two white queens! How're you doing?

Both: Good.

HAT: So will you both help me?

Victoria: Pretty please-

Marie: Review-

HAT: Oooor-

Victoria: Macavity-

Marie: Will

HAT: Not give you a cookie! XD Something's wrong with me.

Both: Yeah there is...