Chapter 6

CHAPTER 6 'Quit struggling, it won't do you any good,' the cat carrying her laughed, as he swung her round and dumped her on the floor. Toto could sense she was by a river; she could hear the swirling water down below and smell the moisture in the air. She was furious with herself- how had she been so stupid to relax all her ninja instincts and ignore all the clues? The faint smell

of Camembert, the disguised ARCHDUKE FERDICAT goading her about bad dreams on the train, the henchcat insisting she visit Jonny alone... IT WAS ALL SO OBVIOUS! And now she was in real danger of drowning before she could warn anyone. 'CHUCK HER IN QUICK,' she heard one of the gang say. 'I don't wanna miss that Cicada Choir.' 'Sorry, little ninja, but looks like this is one PICKLE you can't get yourself out of...' One of the henchcats was just about to kick the sack down the bank of the river when there was a noise from a crop of bushes behind them. 'What are you 'orrible lot up to? Lutra

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would not take too kindly to you dumping rubbish in her river. Toto recognised that cheeky London accent- it was the little kitten who'd snuck in to the festival, SOCKS! She let out a muffled cry for help, and received a quick kick in the side for her troubles. 'Never you mind, PIPSQUEAK,' one of the big cats said menacingly. 'If you know what's good for you, turn around now and make your way back to the festival- this don't concern you. 'That's where we disagree. Poking my nose in where it isn't wanted is the best way to SNIFF OUT TROUBLE. I've been following you since you left camp, and I

can tell you're up to no good. So, meathead, I'm asking again nicely: WHAT'S IN THE BAG?' Toto could barely believe what she was hearing. She had to admire the little fella; he certainly was brave to stand up to cats who were five times his size. She hoped she could make enough commotion to get his attention and she'd have to keep her paws crossed he'd be able to raise the alarm. She took a deep breath and howled as loud as she could- 'MMMEEEO0OWWW!'- and waved her paws about. The sack was so thick she worried he wouldn't hear her. She tried again: 'MMEEEOOOWWW!' Socks' ears pricked up. Toto could hear him moving slowly towards her.

"Ere, that came from the sack. Is there someone in there?' he demanded. 'No there's not!' one of the gang insisted. 'It's, err, Jonny's fan mail. He gets so much of it that we have to dump it, so we brought it down here to have a fire...' He trailed off. Toto could sense that Socks was closer now. Maybe he'd be able to hear her properly? She shouted as loud as she could. 'SOCKS! IT'S TOTO! GET HELP, ADF IS BACK!' The little cat froze, stared at the sack, then at the henchcats, then at the sack again. The gang stared back. For a second no one was sure what to do, then the leader of the gang screamed, 'GET HIM!' Socks bolted and all three of the massive