|The Railway Kitten
Author: Tantomile Forever PM
Skimbleshanks finds a kitten huddled up with her dead mother on board the night rail and decides to keep her.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Family/Friendship - Skimbleshanks & Etcetera - Chapters: 3 - Words: 3,708 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 09-21-12 - Published: 09-04-12 - id: 8496486
|A+ A- Full 3/4 1/2 Expand Tighten|
Don't own CATS. I wasn't sure whether or not i should continue with this story, But I thought it should be continued so here it is :
"Go on Tuggs, Show us your new dance move," Etcetera squealed as The Rum Tum Tugger walked around the Junkyard. Tugger smiled at the kitten and shook his hips and watched Etcetera squeal and faint. As she did Jenny came running up, she didn't want her step daughter drooling over the Rum Tum Tugger.
She looked at her daughter then back at Tugger. "What do you think you are doing, Tugger?" She yelled at the Maine coon and whacked him on the head, Tugger rubbed his head and growled.
"Ow, Jenny. Its not my fault she loves me." Tugger smiled, Jenny rolled her eyes at the Maine coon as he made his was to Bomba. Jenny smiled and took her daughter back home. Maybe she'll stop drooling over him soon.
She laid Etcetera on her bed and left her a while, Etcetera opened her eyes, hoping to see the Rum Tum Tugger next to her. As she looked around she saw that Tugger was no where to be seen and she was in her bedroom, she hated it when her mother took her away from Tugger. Not her fault she fainted, It was Tugger's. He shouldn't be that hot or have that gorgeous mane.
"Hey Kitten," Teazer greeted her sister as she walked in, Jerrie followed her. Looking a bit pissed off.
"Hi, Whats wrong with Jerrie?" Etcetera asked her big sister. Teazer looked at her brother then back at Cettie. Jerrie was sat on his bed, looking over at the queens.
"He got caught stealing by the police Captain." Teazer giggled. Jerrie growled back at her. "Jerrie, It wasn't my fault. Your the one who fell right in front of the police captain." Teazer laughed more, as did Etcetera. Mungojerrie growled at them, but they didn't stop. Jerrie growled louder at them. Teazer looked at him, she knew Jerrie was angry but she never thought he would do what he did.
Jerrie pounced on to Etcetera, pinning her to the ground. Etcetera stopped laughing and looked at him, his grip tightening on her. Teazer stood back, shocked at her brothers behavior. "WHY are you even here? We're not even your brother or sister. Why should we care for you?" Jerrie hissed, clearly angry. Etcetera gulped, trying to keep her tears in. "Your mother died and no one has a clue who your father is." Jerrie let go of his step sister and walked out the room. Teazer looked at Etcetera. She was shaking.
"Cettie are you alright? Jerrie didn't mean it," Teazer sat down next to her step-sister and hugged her. Cettie looked at her, fear in her eyes.
"M-my Mother is not dead. I see her everyday." Etcetera began to cry. She knew her mother wasn't Jenny but she was more of a mother then anyone else. "H-H-how could he say that?" Cettie hid her face in Teazer's fur.
"I don't know. He's just a bit mad as the moment." Teazer told her.
Skimble walked into the bedroom, noticing Etcetera he quickly sat down next to her. He looked at Teazer and hugged them both.
"Whats the matter?" He asked, he was very fatherly over Cettie as with Cettie was the youngest in the junkyard.
Teazer smiled at her dad, "Jerrie was angry and took it out on her, thats all." Skimble was shocked at the news.
"Cettie, darling. Its okay. He didn't mean to hurt you." Skimble hugged her.
Etcetera smiled slightly and looked up to him. "Who's my father?" She asked, her voice laced with curiosity. Teazer looked at her dad and walked away to go find Jerrie and calm him down.
"Cettie, I'm your father. Why are you asking?" He looked at the white calico's face. Tears stained her pretty fur. "Look Cettie. I know that you know we aren't you're actual parents. But I never met your father. I can't tell you about him. I'm sorry." Cettie nodded and started to cry again. She might never find her father.
"What was my mother like? How did she die?" She then asked. She wanted to know what her mother was like. Even though she would never meet her.
Skimble sighed, "I didn't know her. I found her dead on the railway cart. And I really don't want to tell you how she died, Even if i did know. But she looked a lot like you Cettie." He smiled. Cettie smiled back and hugged him. She kept crying into his fur. After a while she fell asleep in his arms. Skimble purred and placed her on her bed. Kissing her head, "Night Etcetera."
Teazer and Mungojerrie was sat in the kitchen. Jerrie had his head on the table, crying. He didn't mean to upset Etcetera.
"She'll hate me now, I should of shut my big mouth." Jerrie scolded himself. Teazer looked at him, she was useless. She knew that she should be comforting her brother but she was too mad at him. "I didn't mean what I said," Jerrie looked up, "You believe me Teazer?" Teazer nodded and looked away to watch Skimble walk out of the bedroom. Jerrie stood up from the table and walked up to his father. "How is she?"
"She is asleep. She wants to know who her father is and who her mother was?" Skimble told his two kittens. Jerrie sighed and sat back down.
"I'm sorry Dad, I don't know why I did it." Jerrie looked at his paws.
"It's okay. I think its time we found out who her father is." Skimble smiled and walked towards the train station, to begin his night duty.