Disclaimer: I'm not T.S Elliot or ALW, so how can I own cats? The only thing I own is the plot line.

Summary: Skimbleshanks finds seven kittens stowed away in the luggage van. The train leaves before he can kick them off. What is a poor tom going to do stuck with seven kittens for a month?

The only thing you need to know before reading this fanfic, is that this is fic takes place before Cats takes place. Skimbleshanks is still young, and the other cats would be kittens or just out of kitten hood. And I'm really bad at writing accents, so I'm sorry if they turn out bad.

Chapter 1: Skimble's Discovery

Skimbleshanks walked onto the train in a happy mood. It had been weeks since the orange tom had left the railroad to go back to the junkyard. It had been a month since he had seen his mate Jennyanydots, and his young daughter Rumpleteazer. Rumpleteazer had grown so much since he had left, and had also gained a new best friend. Jenny had been getting worried about her daughter's new friend getting her into more trouble then usual. Skimble just dismissed it as kittens being kittens.

Although Skimble love his mate and daughter, he still missed the train and the adventures that took place on it. The train was his home away from home so to speak. And Skimbleshanks felt a rush of joy, as he padded onto the train, and began to make his rounds.

"Ah there you are old boy," the station master said. He reached down and scratched the tom behind his ears. "Are we ready to do then?"

Skimbleshanks gave a meow, that the station master took as a yes.

"We'll be gone in five minutes then."

The station master walked off to go about some other business. Skimbleshanks padded towards the luggage van. He always checked it twice before the train left. Padding through the doors, Skimble began his search for anything unusual. For awhile his search turned up nothing.

A high pitch giggle followed by someone shushing broke the silence of the van. Skimble turned around, his senses high. Someone was in the luggage van who wasn't suppose to be. There were no free rides while he was on duty.

"Who's ever there come out now," he ordered.

A unhappy sigh was let out, followed by a figure stepping out from behind some luggage. The figure was a female calico kitten. She smiled at Skimbleshanks.

"Hi daddy."

Skimbleshanks dropped his guard. He couldn't believe it. His daughter was hidden in the luggage van.

"Rumpleteazer, what are you doin here?" he asked in his Scottish accent.

The calico princess laughed before answering. "We wanted to see ya at work."

"We," Skimbleshanks said. "Who else do you have with you?"

"Oh just some of the other kittens," she said. She turned to where she had been hiding."You guys can come out now!"

One by one kittens of all colors began emerging out from behind the luggage. There were seven including Rumpleteazer. They all sat in a line, their eyes on Skimbleshanks. The tom wasn't sure what to do. There were seven kittens on the train, and the train was about to leave.

'The trains about to leave!'

The thought had just hit the tom. If he didn't get the kittens off the train soon, he would be stuck with them for a month.

"Hurry up you lot," he said. "You all have to go."

"Why?" a calico tom asked. Skimble knew him as Mungojerrie, his daughter's new friend.

"Yeah why can't we stay?" another tom, this one black with a mane asked.

"Because I don't have time to look after you all," Skimble said. "Now march before I tell your mothers and fathers what bad little kits you all were."

There were moans, and groans, and complaints, but the kittens followed the older tom. He padded quickly, through the train. The other exits were already closed. If he didn't get them to the final one, he would be stuck.

"Can't we slow down?" Demeter, a gold and black princess asked.

"No," Skimble said quickly.

Demeter let out a moan, but kept following the tom. The door was just up ahead. Skimbleshanks felt a rush of relief when he saw it. His pace quickened. He was almost there.

BANG

Skimbleshanks felt like someone had just dropped,something really heavy on him. The door had just banged shut. He was stuck on the train with seven kittens.

Well that as the first chapter. I'm sorry for the lack of accents. I'm going to try an work on getting the accents right. All except for Rumpleteazer. I want her accent to come in slowly. She'll get one as the story goes on. But for the story to go you need to review. Please.