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Mr. Benjamin found a chair and carefully squeezed himself into it. “Congratulations, by the way. I understand Nikolai and Svetlana made valedictorian and salutatorian.”

Dr. Znatok’s nose turned bright pink. “I would have been disappointed had they not. I am sad their father could not be here to see it. He would be very proud of them.”

“My condolences,” he said. “I didn’t know—”

“He will maybe come here next year,” she said.
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Book 2:
Aunt Calliope happened to be passing by. “Jeez Louise, Ivan, did you get in a fight? I’d hate to see the other guy.”

Book 3:
Mrs. Kantor stared at Mr. Benjamin’s paws.
Jeez Louise, you got a lot of fingers,” she said

Book 4:
Jeez Louise!” Angela exclaimed. “Finally, some action!”

Book 5:
Jeez Louise!” Callisto yelled. “He’s cut the building in half!”

Book 6:
Jeez Louise,” Jeanine swore
...
Jeez Louise!” Tracey cried. “There it goes!”

Rule:
The expression “Jeez Louise!” is only used by Candace, Calliope, Callisto, Jeanine, Angela, or Tracey. Pavel and the siblings do not use it because they never heard it growing up.
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The kittens in ESL mostly spoke French, but there were two Russian students and one German.
Svetlana and Nikolai always tried to talk to Pavel in Russian and he had no idea why. He wasn’t Russian and he didn’t know any, nor care to learn.
At least Oskar left him alone.

All of the kittens in the ESL class wanted to sign Pavel’s cast, even Oskar, who just wrote BE FIX.
Svetlana wrote никогда не спорьте с гравитацией and Nikolai wrote временным экзоскелетом.
When Pavel asked them what they said, Nikolai told him, “You learn Russian, then read.”

After class, Mme. Anglaise asked to see Pavel’s cast.
Ils sont tous très gentils,” she said of the messages written on it. “Ah! Deux sont écrits en russe. Une autre langue pour parler.”
Donc vous parlez russe?” Pavel asked.
J’ai toujours voulu.” She sighed. “C’est une langue très romantique.”
Maybe he would learn Russian.
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Book 1:
The Maine Coon looked over the kittens’ paperwork. “Isn’t Alexei a boy’s name?”
“Don’t,” Dmitri warned

“Isn’t Alexei a boy’s name?” MacReady asked.
“Oh, don’t do that,” Dmitri said. “She hates that.”
Alexei cracked her knuckles again.
MacReady held his paws up. “Sorry, sorry.”

Book 2:
Xiuying put her ears back. “Which one of you is Alexei?”
“I am,” Alexei said.
“Isn’t that a boy’s name?” Xiuying asked.
Dmitri shook his head. “Don’t do that.”
Xiuying raised her paws. “I do apologize. I know European names are different than Chinese ones, so it is unusual for me.” She nodded. “The cousin is Pavel and the thoughtful little brother is Dmitri. You’re good to stand up for your sister like that.”
“It’s more like a warning,” Dmitri said.

Alexei smiled weakly and held out a paw to the twins. “I know these aren’t the best circumstances. Hi, I’m Alexei.”
“Isn’t that a boy’s name?” right-ear asked.
“Don’t do that,” Dmitri warned

“Dmitri, Pavel, Alexei!” Ivan shouted. “Look out!”
The third gray cat looked around, confused. “I thought there were only four. There’s another boy! Where is he?”
Dmitri put his ears back. “Oh, dear...”

Book 3:
Candace pulled out a letter. “Calliope says there are three: Ivan, Dmitri, and Alexei. But the last one’s a girl.”
“Yes, Alexei’s very sensitive about her name,” Miss Kristin said.
Candace shook her head. “I don’t know why Callisto gave her a boy’s name. Too fond of Russian novels, I suppose.”
“It’s not a boy’s name,” Alexei said. “It’s my name.”

Book 4:
The gray tabby turned to Mr. Benjamin. “Sir, hello. We haven’t met yet. I’m Mr. Barr. I know your boy Alexei broke Heath’s nose last week, but that was no excuse—”
Alexei’s tail puffled. “I’m Alexei!”
“Isn’t that a boy’s name?” Mr. Barr asked.
Both Dmitri and Ivan jumped up to hold back their sister.

Book 5:
“I’m Alexei,” she said.
Toby grinned. “That’s a right pretty name.”
Alexei smiled wide. “My brothers are Ivan and Dmitri and—”
“Your mama must have loved them Russian novels!” Toby threw his head back and laughed a long time.
Alexei put her ears back and lashed her tail.

“That is Alexei,” Pavel said.
Bernard wiggled his ears. “Isn’t that a boy’s name?”
Alexei felt her fur catch fire, but it didn’t hurt.
It was more like the fire had always been inside her and now she was finally showing it to everyone. She held out her arms and extended her golden claws.
“It’s not a boy’s name!” she roared. “It’s my name.”

“They…” Toby scrunched up his face. “It was funny. The girl has a boy’s name.”
Alexei took a step forward but stopped.

“I thought Alexei was a boy’s name,” Tracey said, “but I guess Tracey is as well. Or it’s a girl’s name. I’m not really sure.”
“Either way,” Alexei said, “it’s your name. And a nice one, too.”

Book 6:
“Oh, so you’re Alexei.” The man from the university engineering department checked his clipboard. “I was expecting a boy.”
Alexei flicked an ear. “It’s...” She sighed. “It’s my name.”
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In the last book, there's a poem someone tells Ivan:

Monday’s kitten is very calm
Tuesday’s kitten is like a bomb
Wednesday’s kitten has anger inside
Thursday’s kitten has fear to hide
Friday’s kitten wants a happy home
Saturday’s kitten still feels alone
And the kitten born on a Sunday
Is happy and has lots to say


Later, Mr. Benjamin recites it to someone else:

Monday’s kitten stays very calm
Tuesday’s kitten will build a bomb
Wednesday’s kitten burns inside
Thursday’s kitten wants to hide
Friday’s kitten makes a happy home
Saturday’s kitten mourns alone
And the kitten born on a Sunday
Is outspoken in a joyous way


But the fact is, he's reciting it in French:

Le chaton de lundi reste très calme
Le chaton de mardi construira une bombe
Le chaton de mercredi brûle à l'intérieur
Le chaton de jeudi veut se cacher
Le chaton de vendredi fait une maison heureuse
Le chaton de samedi seul pleureuse
Et le chaton né un dimanche
s'exprime de manière joyeuse


And that's some pretty clunky French there. I'm not skilled enough yet to make it sound right.

Yet.
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In the dining car, Mr. Benjamin sat at one table with Xiuying across from him. He inquired after the Sauvignon Blanc but she declined, so they had sparkling apple juice instead....

“Oh...” Xiuying sighed. “Pull the bunks down. My ankles are swollen from all that running and I need to put my feet up....”

“My fur is so much shorter,” Xiuying said, “and it’s not thick like...like your father’s. Yes, it’s changed a little recently, but—”

“That’s why they’re always over the river,” Mrs. Friedman said. “Your mom and I were swapping some recipes.” She winked at Xiuying. “Just avoid fish for a while. Especially the oily ones....”

“It’s not a risk I can take right now,” Xiuying said, holding herself tightly....
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I swear, this scene. Quebecois French is so different from European.



The orange and white passenger laughed when Alexei came out of the house. “Tu as une blonde petite!” he shouted at Duncan.

“Ta gueule
!” Monsieur Duncan said.  “Elle n'est pas ma blonde.”

The driver, a tortoiseshell girl yelled over the passenger seat. “Mais elle est si jolie! Dépêchez-toi et embarque.”

Monsieur Duncan started to crawl in the back hatch.

“Is this your family?” Alexei asked.

Monsieur Duncan shook his head. “School chums.”

Alexei waved at the two cats in the back seat. “You want to be journalists, too?”

“Reymund will be police,” the Persian girl in the back seat said.

Her companion, a black cat, nodded. “Musette is fashion.”

“How do you handle the rust under the battery?” Alexei asked the driver. “What about the fuel hoses?”

Ta blonde aime les chars,” the orange and white cat said.

La vôtre aussi,” Monsieur Duncan snapped back.

The orange and white cat shut the hatch. “We go to a movie.”

Monsieur Duncan said something to Alexei through the back window of the car, but she couldn't hear him.

Allons-y!” the orange and white cat said, getting back in the car.



There's like, three things there that don't translate easily.
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The Kittens K—Ivan, Dmitri, Alexei, and Pavel—all live in the same house now. They’ve recorded an album with Mr. Spencer at his studio and now face their greatest challenge: school.

But, Tuesday is Halloween! While the kittens try to pick out costumes, their uncle Harold prepares for a performance on the grand pipe organ at the concert hall. Meanwhile, their cousins Jeanine and Angela are going to cotillion classes and becoming proper young ladies.

Add to it all, Xiuying is coming to town! While Mr. Benjamin tries to get things ready for his new wife, the kittens find some interesting clues at the local library that may help find their mother and Pavel learns things about his father—his real father.

While the house holds new mysteries, everyone discoverers more about their mothers, and mother-to-be
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The Kittens K—brothers Ivan and Dmitri, their sister Alexei, and cousin Pavel—have arrived in Singapore to help their Uncle Harold locate the whereabouts of their long-lost Aunt Calliope and their other cousins.

But first, they meet Mr. Benjamin’s aunt and uncle: Elizabeth and Felix. What did they know about Miss Elephi and TUXI? How did one cat teach another lullaby to three generations and across the world? And what is the origin of a flock of birds able to imitate anything they hear?

The kittens learn the songs of Singapore and the history of a mysterious flute from two years ago. It seems the Veritas Violin wasn’t the only magical instrument in the world, so just what is TUXI planning?

As the kittens discover more about their own family, they also uncover unfortunate truths about Mr. Benjamin, a cat who—in the end—has other plans for them.
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The Kittens K—brothers Ivan and Dmitri, and their sister Alexei—are a string trio and about to perform in the last competition of their tour. Everyone is looking forward to going home, even if home is the orphanage where they were raised.

And this is no ordinary competition! The winner of the soloist division is supposed to give a final performance on the Vertias Violin: a very old and perhaps magical instrument. While the kittens face the snobbery of other musicians and the competition organizers, it looks like the winner might be another kitten, who looks oddly familiar....

Not that any adults make it easier. Mr. Benjamin, a monstrous yet musically talented cat with six fingers; Professor Edgar, with his laboratory and its lasers; Detective Theo and the full force of his police station; even a stellar circus—each play a role in an unfolding mystery where one of the strongest clues is a lullaby about a cardboard box.

While everyone looks for one missing item, the kittens get closer to finding something far more precious.
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Mr. Benjamin and Pavel were at a shooting booth. The cat running the booth had his ears back and was lashing his tail.

Pavel was already holding two large stuffed animals. “For the orphanage,” he told Dmitri.

“Once you know how misaligned the sight is,” Mr. Benjamin said, “the correction is easy to make.” He fired three times and hit three targets.

“Which one would the gentleman like this time?” the booth operator said.

Mr. Benjamin turned to Dmitri. “You pick. Which would they like the best?”

Dmitri looked at the two Pavel was holding: a bear and a rabbit.

“If you get the big snake, a whole litter can hold it at the same time.”

“Is the snake a popular one?” Mr. Benjamin asked the booth operator. “Maybe, we could trade the others. Or would it be better to get several little ones?”

The booth operator reached behind a counter and pulled out a bag. “Would twenty little bears make you go away?”
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Uncle Harold folded the paper and placed it carefully in his breast pocket. “Right now, we’re in the middle of a new kind of war. There are no big battles and it’s not fought by soldiers. Not the regular kind, anyway.”

“A cold war,” Mr. Benjamin said. “A very special kind of world war. America and her allies are the first world. The Soviet Union and its allies are the second world.” 

“Everyone else,” Uncle Harold said, “those who don't matter or haven’t picked a side yet—are the third world.”



“They have secret missions, like this trip,” Ivan said. He turned back to Dmitri. “They work for a government to fight in the...cold war.”

“What’s a cold war?” Dmitri asked.

“It’s a kind of world war,” Alexei said.

Dmitri’s ears flattened. “The world’s at war again?”

“No,” Alexei said. “More, a war between worlds.”

“Like with Martians?” Dmitri asked. “Space is cold, isn’t it? Why are there Martians in Singapore? Is it because they want all our water?”

Ivan lashed his tail. “They aren’t worlds like that.”

“Is there going to be another laser?” Dmitri asked. “Do we get ray guns?”

Alexei shook her head. “No, we’re fighting the Reds.”

“Mars is the red planet,” Dmitri said.

“There are no Martians!” Ivan snapped.

Dmitri looked very disappointed. “No spaceships, then.”
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OK, kinda joking around with a buddy about the Kittens Karamazov and how, with four of them, they’re like a little super-hero team. Dmitri is the leader and lady’s man, Alexei is the hot chick, Ivan is the giant who’s really a big softy, and Pavel is the scheming little genius.

And they solve mysteries! And their cover is a string quartet (I had the classical station on in their room the whole time they were here).

But now I’m thinking, OK, first episode, it’s just a trio and they find out there’s this really great violin player (Pavel) and want to know who he is and why he seems so familiar and it turns out he’s their half-brother (re: the novel).

And Pavel’s mentor\patron is Mr. Benjamin, a Sidney Greenstreet\Alfred Hitchcock\Burl Ives\whatever Maurice LeMarche decides - sounding antiques broker who happens to play the guitar a la Django Reinhardt (this is especially funny because Mr. Benjamin has extra fingers and Django only fretted with two) and Pavel plays with him Stéphane Grappelli style.

And both teams are on the trail of a priceless violin and Pavel betrays his mentor at the last minute and joins his (half) siblings.

And maybe we have Miss Elephi as Mr. Benjamin’s hidden sidekick who’s this Mrs. Danvers style housekeeper who’s actually a ninja who will MESS YOU UP with knitting needles or tiger-claws or something. Yeah, she’s older but JUST HOW OLD IS SHE? (flashback to Mr. Benjamin as a kitten being trained by her and a one-armed boxer (Knub) in his youth).

HAHAHA. and kittens playing string instruments (Lesse: Ivan on cello, Dmitri on viola, and Alexei on violin) and you can call the story CATGUT.
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Starting work on the Kittens K story and there's a lullaby that serves as an important plot point later.

Lick your whiskers, lick your face
Mother's love knows no disgrace
Gently soothe your kitten fur
Delight in your kitten purr

Listen while your mother talks
Here inside our cardboard box
Even though the night is long
Listen to your mother's song

Settle, sweet ones. Never cry
Here with me it's warm and dry
While you darlings knead and nurse
Outside, it could be much worse

For out there, it looks like hell
But I know these things too well
Storms and dark will pass us by
And my love will never die

Always know you're worthy of
Your mother's unending love
In my heart, there is a place
Lick your whiskers, lick your face
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