The Aristocats: HAS Style chapter 9

Author's note
All right, three more chapters left and this fic will officially be done. Hopefully when it does, I can get to my Christmas in July fics. So read on and enjoy the ride!

Chapter 9: Catnapped Again!

The next morning, everyone left Thomas's pad, on their way to the mansion. It was a quiet walk there as Thomas and Duchess are still hesitant on leaving one another...but it's for the best, right?

Prototype 1 looks at his device to see another clip playing. The alien chuckles, "Ben Mareladdin...This oughta be good."

"Hey, Big Mac. What do you call a Prince with half a brain?" Apple Bloom ask her brother as Blueblood is heading on his way.

"Ha ha ha ha. Beats me, Apple Bloom. What?" Big Macintosh laughs, knowing what's coming.

"Gifted!"

Blueblood, upon hearing that, turns around, looking angry as he begins to speak, "What was that, you little--?!"

Then Blueblood started to lose his balance before he tripped and fell into a pile of manure. This causes Ben, Applejack, Spike, Big Mac and Apple Bloom to groan out in disgust, "Ew!"

"That's just nasty." Spike remarks in disgust as Blueblood got up, trying to clean himself off.

"Ain't that the truth," Applejack said in agreement.

Blueblood, spitting the stuff from his mouth, groans, "Ugh. There's a manticore around here."

Spike, smirking, spoke, "Bad prince falls in poop; classic element of physical comedy. Now comes the part where we throw our heads back and laugh. Ready?"

Ben, Applejack, Apple Bloom and Big Mac grin at the same time as they exclaims, "Ready! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Those were nowhere near properly digested." Blueblood remarks, cleaning himself off fully.

"I guess his first date with the Princess will be a real...STINKER!" Apple Bloom exclaims to her friends and siblings, making a joke to Blueblood's chagrin.

"That's right, Apple Bloom...because his attitude...STINKS!" Spike laughs madly.

Blueblood sarcastically snaps, "Very funny!"

"Ha ha ha ha. I wouldn't be too surprised if Princess Twilight dumped him...for being a stinker!" Applejack laughs, making a joke of her own.

Big Macintosh laughs, "That's a good one sis!"

"Enough of the stink jokes, you hillbilly ponies!" Blueblood snaps angrily, getting fed up with the mockery towards him. He is here to marry someone, not be treated like this!

"Hillbilly ponies?!" Apple Bloom yells angrily. She isn't happy about that one bit and the filly would've attacked Blueblood if her sister didn't stop her in time.

"No, Apple Bloom. Stand down. He ain't worth it." Applejack said to Apple Bloom, trying to calm her sister down.

Blueblood chuckle, "Smart girl." He then turn to Ben, insulting while heading into the palace gates, "As for you, my chocolate coated friend...you are nothing more than a worthless Earth Pony filth of a street colt. You were born a street colt, you'll die a street colt...and only your hillbilly pony friends, that lizard and your fleas will mourn you!"

Ben looks ticked off and chases after Blueblood. But the prince went beyond the gates by this time which then close right in his face.

"I'm not worthless, I'm not a street colt and I don't have fleas at all." Ben scowls as he scratches himself a bit.

"We're apple farming ponies, not hillbilly ponies!" Applejack snaps angrily at Blueblood, though it's worthless by now.

"And I'm a Dragon. DRAGON...not lizard. I don't do that tongue thing." Spike snaps though he stick his tongue out to make a raspberry like a lizard.

As everyone went up ahead, Thomas took a good look at the mansion itself. He exclaims, "Hey! Mee-oww! What a classy neighborhood. Dig these fancy wigwams."

"Wigwams?" Duchess ask puzzled, the word is foreign to her.

"A slang I guess." Prototype 2 remarks as she and the kittens head up ahead. "Come on! Nehemiah and Yohn are waiting!"

"Ih! About time!" Prototype 1 exclaims eagerly. He can't wait to see his creator again!

"Are you sure we're on the right street?" Thomas ask Duchess in amusement, joking about this.

"Yes. Yes! Let's hurry, we're almost home." Duchess giggles as she and Thomas follows the others to the mansion. They are almost home!

Inside the mansion, Roquefort stood near the window looking sad. It's hopeless, he will never see his friends again! But the mouse looks out the window and saw a sight that made him happy: there's Duchess, the kittens and the experiments arriving with a new cat!

"Duchess! Kittens! Hallelujah! They're back!" Roquefort exclaims happily. He can't wait to see them again!

Rouqefort slid down a nearby curtain. He was about to go over to the door to greet his old friends back, but as he runs through the hallway, he passed a door to another room. The mouse came back and looks alarmed upon seeing who's in there.

"Oh, no! Edgar!" Roquefort gasps in horror. Edgar is sitting in a chair, smoking a cigarette while wearing his hat, giving out a triumphant smirk. If he sees Duchess, the kids and/or the experiments, it won't end good. "I've got to do something quick!"

As Roquefort sneaks into the room, Edgar gave a cruel chuckle while opening a bottle of champagne to celebrate his success, "Edgar, old chap, get used to the finer things of life. Someday they're all going to be yours, you sly old fox."

As he continues gloating, Edgar is unaware of Roquefort sneaking up to his shoes lying on the piano and tie his shoelaces together. The butler manages to work the cork until it came flying out. The cork itself hits Roquefort, sending him right into the piano as a result.

"Oh, he got me!" Roquefort groans out.

Outside, the kittens rushes over to the door with their friends. Berlioz cheers on, "Hooray! We're home!"

"Wait for me, wait for me! Me first! Me first!" Marie exclaims happily, the kittens are going to have a race just like they always use to do!

"One at a time, no need to get..." But before Prototype 2 could finish, the kittens without warning rushes to the pet door...only to hit it and got knocked back. "What the heck?"

"Shouldn't that door be opened?" Prototype 1 ask as he tries to open the pet door. "What gives?"

"It's locked." Berlioz said in concern and disbelief. What would the pet door be locked?

"Guess Madame must've locked it, thinking weega are all gone...no thanks to Edgar!"

"Oh come on!"

"Come on, let's start meowing." Marie said hopefully as the kittens begin meowing. Maybe if they're lucky, someone inside the mansion would hear them and let the family of cats and their friends in!

Someone did hear them, but not the right kind! Edgar, drinking his champagne, hears the meowing and spits his drink out in alarm and shock. No, it can't be!

"It can't be them!" Edgar exclaims in alarm. Those cats should be far away...which means their experiment friends must not be far away!

"The kittens!" Roquefort gasps as he recovers. If Edgar gets to them and the others, it will be over!

Roquefort runs out from the piano as Edgar got up...but almost fell due to this shoelaces tied together. The butler hops up and down but fell anyway, felling to the floor, almost hurting him.

Roquefort didn't waste time in running past Edgar. He got to warn the others before it's too late!

"Don't come in!" Roquefort cries out as he rushes over to the pet door and tries to go through it, only to bonk his head, falling backward to the floor. The mouse quickly climbs up an umbrella stand rushes over to a window to look out it. "Go away! Away!"

Everyone outside the window looks up and saw Roquefort shouting at them. Unfortunately, because the glass is sound proof, they can't hear what he's saying.

"Look! There's Roquefort." Toulouse said with a smile, unaware that Roquefort is trying to warn him and the others.

"Hi Roquefort!" The kittens calls out to Roquefort, not realizing the reason why he's jumping up and down like mad.

"He's sure glad to see us." Berlioz said with a smile, thinking Roquefort is happy to see his friends again.

"Uh, not sure." Prototype 1 said doubtfully. He got a bad feeling that Roquefort isn't welcoming everyone back.

At the gate, Duchess gave a sad sigh while looking at Thomas. She is starting to have feelings for him...feelings of love. Is there a better way to depart than this?

"I don't know what to say. I only wish that I--" Duchess said to Thomas, trying her best not to cry.

"Maybe a short, sweet goodbye would be easiest." Thomas interrupts glumly to Duchess.

"I'll never forget you, Thomas O'Malley. Bye."

"So long, baby."

With that, Duchess headed to the mansion, she is trying her best not to look back. Thomas gave a sad sigh, if only there's a way to get together with the cat. But alas, it looks like it will never happen.

"Don't come in! Look out for Edgar!" Roquefort gasps in alarm as he saw Edgar, recovered from what happened and shoelaces tied normally, heading to the door, forcing him to hide.

Edgar opens the door, letting everyone inside. The kittens think nothing of it, but the experiments are a bit precautious. Duchess gave one more look to her love before coming in.

Edgar closes the door behind everyone as he spoke in pretend happiness, "Edgar: Duchess, wherever have you been?"

"Well, if youga must know..." Prototype 2 begins to speak with a frown. Time to give this creep a piece of her mind.

But then, Roquefort runs in, screaming, "Look out for the--" Before he could finish, the mouse trips over the carpet, right to the ground. And before the cats knew it, Edgar quickly grabs them with a sack, muffling out their screaming in the progress. "--sack."

Prototypes 1 and 2 dodge when Edgar tries to get them in the sack. Prototype 1 comment. "We heard the attempt to warn us about your ambush, in time to dodge the effort. And my sister and I together are both a lot stronger than you."

Edgar admit. "Indeed. Which is why I took the precaution of having this ultra-strength glue gun prepared." He sprays them both with a glue too strong for them to break.

"Crud."

Outside, Thomas, unaware of what happened, sighs as he turns and prepares to head off, "Well. Guess they won't need me anymore."

Turns out Duchess, her family and the experiments does need them. Edgar proceed in trapping the experiments into the sack and tied it up, muffling their own screams.

"You came back. Oh. It just isn't fair." Edgar groans in a pathetic way. What else could go wrong today?

"Edgar! Edgar, come quickly." Madame spoke out happily from somewhere in the mansion, making Edgar yelps. He can't allow her to see him with the sack with the cats and experiments in it!

"Shady butler, where are you?" Yohn's voice is heard, making Edgar groans out quietly.

"Coming, Madame, coming." Edgar calls out as he rushes into the kitchen with Roquefort following in secret. The butler opens the oven as he snaps, "I'll take care of you later!"

Edgar didn't waste time in throwing the sack with his captives into the oven before closing. He then runs into foyer, putting on his work clothes just as her employer and her guests rushed downstairs.

"Oh, Edgar, they're back, I heard them! Hurry, hurry, let them in." Madame said with an eager smile. Her cats are back and are all right!

"And I thought I heard Prototype 1's voice!" Nehemiah exclaims with a hopeful smile on his face. "He and Prototype 2 must've found them! Let them in!"

"Yes, let them in, please!" Yohn exclaims quickly in agreement.

Edgar heads to the door and straighten himself up before opening the door. Of course, Duchess, the cats and/or the experiments aren't outside and only Edgar knew the reason why.

"Duchess? Kittens? Come here, my darlings. Where are you? Come on." Madame said in concern as she looks around. Where are they?

"Prototype 1, 2? You out here?" Nehemiah ask hopefully yet worried at the same time.

"Uh, allow me, Madame." Edgar insists while coming outside. He clears his throat and pretends to call for the cats. "Here, kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty! Here, kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty!"

"Now you aren't even trying!"

Back in the kitchen, Roquefort stood on the oven's handle as he tries to listen to what Duchess and her friends are trying to tell him, though it was hard for him to do so.

"His name is O'what?" Roquefort ask, trying to hear them.

"His name is O'Malley. O'Malley!" Duchess repeats Roquefort quickly. She, her family and friends must get Thomas's help to escape Edgar!

"Abraham de Lacy Giuseppe Casey!" Marie exclaims quickly.

"Oh, never mind!" Duchess exclaims quickly. Roquefort, still having trouble hearing his friends, moves a handle to open up a few holes. The mouse ended up almost falling off due to the rushing air from Duchess's voice. "Run! Move! Go get him!"

"Hurry!" The experiments yells out quickly.

"Yes, yes! I'm on my way!" Roquefort yelps quickly as he recovers and heads off to find Thomas.

"I told ya it was Edgar." Toulouse remarks slyly, reminding everyone of how right he was the other night.

"Ih! Stupid head did it the whole time!" Prototype 1's Voice grunts in agreement.

"Aw, shut up, you two." Berlioz groans out in annoyance. Now is not the time to say "I told you so".

Back in the foyer, Madame gave out a sad sigh as she leaves the door, "Oh, it's no use, Edgar. I'm afraid it was just the imagination of an old lady."

"And of worried parents." Yohn groans out, shaking her head as she and the saddened Nehemiah leaves the door while Edgar closes the door. "We were so worried that we must've thought they have return."

"But I was so sure that I heard them."

"I'm so sorry, Madame." Edgar explains. Unknown to the others, he gave a secret evil smile. Good, no one expects a thing. Now to get rid of the final pieces of the puzzles...

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Roquefort rushes outside and went to outside the gate. He hopes that cat that he saw didn't go too far. To his luck, the mouse saw Thomas walking away, still unaware of what's going off.

"Mister O'Malley! Hey! Stop!" Roquefort calls out frantically as he rushes after Thomas in hopes to catch up to the cat. The mouse tripped one time but recovers and continues chasing Thomas until he caught up to him, blocking the cat from leaving. "Duchess! Kittens! 1 and 2! In trouble! Butler did it!"

"Duchess and kittens in trouble? And their friends too?" Thomas gasps in shock and alarm. He knew he should've stay around to make sure they're all right! Looks like Duchess, the kittens and experiments still need him! As Thomas prepares to head off to the rescue, he continues, "Look, you go get Scat Cat and his gang of alley cats."

Roquefort nodded and prepares to run off, but stops as he yelps upon realizing what Thomas just said, "A-a-alley cats? But I'm a mouse!" Those cats will eat him off should he tries to go to them!

"Look, I'm gonna need help."

"You mean you want me?"

"Move! Tell him O'Malley sent you and you won't have a bit of trouble." Thomas insists, motioning Roquefort off as he heads back to the mansion.

Roquefort nodded nervously as he rushes off to find the alley cats. The mouse hopes that he doesn't regret this!

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Roquefort ends up in an alley, looking around for the cats in question. He is more scared and worried. What was Thomas thinking, asking him to go to him? And worst yet, the mouse is so scared that he is forgetting the cat's name!

"No trouble he said. Well, that's easy for, uh, for what's-his-name to say." Roquefort mumbles, frighten as he enters a barrel. "He's got nine lives, I've only got one."

Suddenly without warning, when Roquefort turns, he screams as a smirking Peppo appears, looking at him upside down. The mouse runs off but was grabbed by the tail by Scat Cat.

"What's a little swinger like you doin' on our side of town?" Scat Cat ask suspiciously as he picks up the mouse as the other cats gather around. They don't like trespassers but love to eat mice!

"Oh please! Uh, I was sent here for help by a cat." Roquefort exclaims nervously to the cats.

"This is outrageous! This is crazy!"

Scat Cat laughs as he drops Roquefort onto the ground, the other cats laughed in amusement. Whoever heard of a mouse being send by a cat for help? Roquefort tries to run off, only to slipped, falling right into a glass bottle.

Billy Boss smirks as he picks up the bottle looking at Roquefort who pleads, "B-but honest! He told me just to mention his name."

"So? Start mentioning name, rodent." Billy Boss demands as he smacks the back of the bottle, knocking Roquefort out and right into Shun Gon's paws.

"Oh, now, wait a minute, fellas. D-d-don't rush me. His name is O'Toole."

"I don't dig him." Scat Cat remarks, not familiar with the name that Roquefort spoke of. "Strike one."

Roquefort gulps nervously, he got to remember whose send him or he's done for. The mouse spoke, "Oh, ooh, O'Brien."

"Strike two."

"Oh, boy, you believe me, don't you?"

"Keep talkin', mousy." Hit Cat snaps impatiently. Roquefort got only more chance to say whose send him or he's breakfast for these guys!

Roquefort gulps as he tries one more guess and hope for the best, "How about O'…Grady?"

Bad guess. Scat Cat made a claw appears, making the mouse gulps as he said, "Mousy, you just struck out. Any last words?" Roquefort groans in despair. He's a goner and is about to eaten, no thanks to that cat telling him to get these guys!

"Why did I listen to that O'Malley cat?"

"O'Malley!"

"O'Malley!" The other alley cats gasps in surprise. So this mouse was send by a cat, AKA their pal O'Malley!

"Hold it cats! This little guy's on the level." Scat Cat exclaims in amazement. Looks like the cats were wrong to rough this mouse up if Thomas did send Roquefort to get their help!

"You're darn tootin' I'm on the level!" Roquefort snaps in annoyance as he jumps off of Shun Gon. He is also relieved that the mouse himself has just called out Thomas's name just as he was about to become some other cats' food!

"Oh, We didn't mean-a to, to rough a-you, squeaky!" Peppo exclaims sheepishly, apologizing for his and his pals' behavior towards Roquefort.

"Don't worry about me! O'Malley needs help! Duchess and kittens are in trouble! Their friends too!"

The cats gasps in alarm as they run off. Duchess, the kittens and the experiments are in trouble, and Thomas will need their help in rescuing them!

"Come on cats, we gotta split!" Scat Cat exclaims as he leads the way quickly to go off to the rescue.

"Hey, wait for me! You don't know the way!" Roquefort points out as he chases after the cat to help them to get to the mansion to where the incident is happening!

At a nearby café, a French Man was drinking wine from a bottle where he saw an incident that shocked and confused him: a bunch of cats are running off with a mouse chasing them! To his shock, it looks like the prey is chasing the predators for once!

The French man looks at his wine then, frowning, he poured the whole stuff onto the ground. This guy gotta stopped drinking!

Author's note
Now Thomas and the cats are to the rescue! In the next chapter, it's the fight to save Duchess, the kittens and the experiments before Edgar shipped them off to Timbuktu! Read, review and suggest!

The clip is from "Ben Mareladdin".