"Aaah! No!" Macavity screamed and collapsed to the ground, clutching his head. "It's happening again!"

"Calm down, Demeter!" Munkustrap called to the black, gold and white queen, green eyes locked on the Grinch-costumed ginger tom. He slowly approached him. "Macavity?"

"I not Macavity," he answered from the depths of the costume.

"Then, who are you?" Munkustrap asked, confused.

"I am the Grinch," he intoned gravely. "And I shall steal Christmas from all you Jellicles."

"Why?" Munkustrap asked, puzzled.

"Because I want to," Macavity answered kittenishly.

"What if I won't let you?" Munkustrap turned towards the tire, where the voice had come from, and his jaw dropped. Rum Tum Tugger was rising out of the tire, dressed as...Madonna?!

"Tugger?!" Munksutrap stared at the changed tom.

"Yes, it is I," he bowed or, rather, curtseyed, with a grin. "Yet, it is not I."

"Huh?"

"Never mind," he winked at Macavity. "One...two...three!"

At the word 'three', both toms raised their hands and waved them at Munkustrap. With a 'POOF!' and a cloud of neon pink smoke, Munkustrap found himself dressed as Cher?! He screamed.