Double Trouble

Prologue

hi! i decided to start posting this because im i m p a t i e n t
anyways heres a new long fic, where tugger babysits some kits that are 100 percent ocs based on my sister and brother and the mother is totally not based on my mom :,]
ANYWAYS i was going to wait intill i finished this to post but uhhh oh wel
updates will be sporatic but wont take longer than a week to update
the story is 7 chapters bcuz each chapter is supposed to be one 'day' where he babysits them

Prologue
The alleyway was, seemingly, empty. However, if you knew where to look, you would see in a small, dark corner, hidden behind some junk, was a mother and her two children.
Not human children, of course! If you looked back here in hopes of finding humans, you would be very disappointed. But, if you're cat-size, so a cat, then you might just smell another cat, and find another cat, specifically a mother cat with her two little she-kits.
That is what The Rum Tum Tugger was currently doing.
These cats that he was sniffing out were street cats, and the mother was an old friend of his. They didn't have a home, or didn't want a home; either way, they lived in this alleyway.
For a short period of time, the rockstar cat of the Junkyard, Tugger, had lived as a street cat. He had been too stubborn to show up at his father's house, or his brother's house, or even to sleep overnight in his den at the Junkyard, and had lived on the streets for almost half a year before a nice family with little kids that adored him had taken him in. During that time, Tugger had met a lot of other cats, all of whom were very nice, and he had continued to come and talk to them and help them out when he wasn't at the Junkyard with the other Jellicles or in his human home.
This mother, a Queen named Brise, had been in a perfectly happy relationship when Tugger had first met her, and had just gotten pregnant with her first litter of kits when the tom had been taken in. It had only taken several visits back to where the street cats lived for Tugger to realize that there was something going bad in her seemingly happy relationship with the other tom, and then he had left after the kits had been born.
The kittens were now a year old. As previously mentioned, they were both she-kits, one named Maria and the other named Cleo. While Cleo was excitable, always jumping onto Tugger mane, Maria was more quiet. The two looked almost exactly alike, though, and both adored spending time with 'Uncle Tugger'.
Tugger squeezed his large body under the pile of trash that housed Brise and the kits. The family was on the smaller side, partially from being underfed and partially because of the breed they were. Because of this, they were able to live in this small space that Tugger could barely fit into!
When he finally emerged on the other side, he found himself face-to-face with Brise. The small Queen looked surprised, but she always looked either surprised or scared. Tugger simply gave her a smile.
"Oh, thank the Everlasting Cat that you came!" She fretted. "Ah, the girls just finished cleaning their corners, and they are going to bring one thing with them. I don't want them upsetting your humans." Brise shoved her face closer to Tuggers, or at least as close as her face could get seeing as she's over a head shorter than him. "Are you sure that this is okay?"
"Relax!" Tugger purred in response. "I told you already, my humans are on vacation this week. They will be gone by the time I walk the kittens back to the house. Dont even worry about the house, just know that your kits will be safe."
She sighed. "Okay. I know where you live, I can come pick up the kits at the end of the week, and then I will show you the new den! Just don't tell them yet, okay? I don't want them to worry about any of their things."
Once again, Tugger purred, this time nuzzling against the Queen, comforting her. "Don't you worry, sweetheart. I know how to keep a secret when it's needed."
Just then, a loud crash was heard from the other side of the den. Brise jumped up, scurrying over to the closed-off sections that were the kittens 'rooms'. Tugger could remember when the two had basically demanded that they get a portion of the den sectioned off for themselves, because, We are almost one years old now! We need privacy! We don't want to sleep with our mother anymore! Tugger mostly remembered this because, being a large maine coon, Brise had asked him to help move things around, worried about her daughters hating her if she didn't give them a room.
As Brise entered the section, Cleo came scrambling out, her little paws pattering on the floor. She skidded to a stop right before Tugger, looked up at him, and then a large smile grew on her face.
"Maria! Maria!" She shrieked, jumping up and down. "Tuggers here! Tuggers here!"
Out of their little rooms slunk Maria. Just like her mother, she always seemed scared, but unlike her mother, she kept it bottled up inside her. Where Brise would mutter to herself, Maria just looked more and more constipated for every minute that she was worried about something.
Tugger opened up his arms. "Come here girls, give me a hug!"
The one thing that the two shared was their love for Tugger, and they both quickly threw themselves into his arms, burying their heads in his mane.
"Aw, girls!" He purred playfully. "Are you ready to have a sleepover?"
Cleos head shot out of his mane, and she basically screamed in his face,
"Yes! Yes!"
Maria kept her face buried in his fur, but he could feel her head nodding. Her arms were wrapped tightly around his neck.
"Well, go get whatever you need, and say goodbye to your mom so we can head off!"
Still excitable as always, Cleo launched herself out of his arms, carefully dodging everything as she ran back into her little room. Tugger was surprised that she didn't crash into anything.
On the other end of the spectrum, Maria let herself be lowered out of the towering toms arms and onto the ground. She slunk into the room to do exactly the same thing as Cleo.
Their mother picked her way out into the area that Tugger was waiting, and gave him a hug.
"Thank you so much, Rum Tum Tugger. I know I can trust you to keep my girls safe while I work on finding us a better place. I don't know what I would do without you!"
Tuggers tail rose with pride, and he smiled. "Aw, thank you Bri! You're a strong Queen, and I know you will find a better place for the kittens and yourself. If you can't find a place, then you're welcome to stay with me for as long as you need, the Jellicles might even let you stay in the Junkyard for a bit."
"What's the Junkyard?" rang a curious voice from behind Brise.
The Queen turned around, greeted by the sight of Maria and Cleo sitting there, looking at the two in wonder.
"You know what the Junkyard is! I've told you about it!" Said Tugger. "Remember? It's where I live when I'm not with my humans."
Maria climbed into his arms and asked, in a quiet voice, "Are we going to the Junkyard?"
Tugger shook his head. "No, sweetheart, not this time. Maybe when you're older," Brise gave him a mother's glare, and he quickly added, "If your mom lets you."
Brise sighed. "Well, girls, are you ready to leave with Tugger?"
Once again, Cleo yelled in excitement, while Maria stayed silent.
"Hah, let's get going then! Say goodbye to your mom!"
They yelled goodbye as Tugger squeezed through the dens entrance with the girls in his arms.