Django Reinhardt - Last Cat Standing. Or is he?

The story of Django Reinhardt, rising music star, his friend Jessie and Hungarian cousin Lalo-Max, as they try to survive Django's stalker, the mad psycho slasher and The Midwich Cuckoos, aided by body guard John Barry and Jerry Jerry. Can they all survive? Or will Django Reinhardt really be Last Cat Standing?...
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Slowly, slowly, slowly Jerry Jerry edges across the floor, anxious not to attract the attention of odd orange eyes of the little Hungarian cat alien outside.He's infiltrated the household at John Barry's request but now he has to put loyalty before friendship. J-B has a lockdown plan in place and Jerry must secure the catflap, even if it means his friend must take his own chances outside with the Midwich Cuckoos. Inch by inch he edges forward, cursing himself for taking on this last job.

Slowly, slowly, slowly Jerry Jerry edges across the floor, anxious not to attract the attention of odd orange eyes of the little Hungarian cat alien outside.He's infiltrated the household at John Barry's request but now he has to put loyalty before friendship. J-B has a lockdown plan in place and Jerry must secure the catflap, even if it means his friend must take his own chances outside with the Midwich Cuckoos. Inch by inch he edges forward, cursing himself for taking on this last job.

And then there's Lalo-Max. Where is he? Is he on the roof? Or somewhere else? And why are his eyes glowing that weirdy yellowy orange? His nose begins to twitch and he stops, staring towards the house. Why ... is that mouse he smells?

And then there's Lalo-Max. Where is he? Is he on the roof? Or somewhere else? And why are his eyes glowing that weirdy yellowy orange? His nose begins to twitch and he stops, staring towards the house. is that mouse he smells?

But, as the sun sets, and the Midwich Cuckoo lights begin to dance, who's this crawling along The Literary Shed's roof? Every move is agony but John Barry is determined to make it to the edge of the roof, where he can rest and watch and work out how to get Django Reinhardt out of there. You never leave a man (or cat) behind. He freezes. Behind  him, he hears whistling, the tune familiar. It's 'Twisted Nerve'. He closes his eyes and waits to see what will happen next.

But, as the sun sets, and the Midwich Cuckoo lights begin to dance, who's this crawling along The Literary Shed's roof? Every move is agony but John Barry is determined to make it to the edge of the roof, where he can rest and watch and work out how to get Django Reinhardt out of there. You never leave a man (or cat) behind. He freezes. Behind him, he hears whistling, the tune familiar. It's 'Twisted Nerve'. He closes his eyes and waits to see what will happen next.

'I'm so tired and frightened. Midge, I wish you were real.' Django with his old pal, Midge the Mouse, sadly inanimate. ... But is he? The Midwich Cuckoos or John Barry at work? Mmm...

'I'm so tired and frightened. Midge, I wish you were real.' Django with his old pal, Midge the Mouse, sadly inanimate. The Midwich Cuckoos or John Barry at work?

Frightened, Django crawls upstairs to seek sanctuary on his favourite blanket. 'Oh Lalo-Max. Why did you go outside? Now it's only me! And WHAT do I do now?' Django Reinhardt, Last Cat Standing. Or is he?

Frightened, Django crawls upstairs to seek sanctuary on his favourite blanket. 'Oh Lalo-Max. Why did you go outside? Now it's only me! And WHAT do I do now?' Django Reinhardt, Last Cat Standing. Or is he?

'Lalo-Max! Oh no! What's that light? Oh my God, your Eyes! Your Yellow Glowing Eyes! They've Midwich Cuckooed you! Oh Lalo-Max! I told you not to go out front, Lalo-Max.' Django, heartbroken, realises that he truly now might be The Last Cat Standing since his minder and friend have disappeared and his cousin is now a Midwich Cuckoo Cat.

'Lalo-Max! Oh no! What's that light? Oh my God, your Eyes! Your Yellow Glowing Eyes! They've Midwich Cuckooed you! Oh Lalo-Max! I told you not to go out front, Lalo-Max.' Django, heartbroken, realises that he truly now might be The Last Cat Standing since his minder and friend have disappeared and his cousin is now a Midwich Cuckoo Cat.

'Let me in Cousin Django! Let me in! I'm scared!'  Lalo-Max says in his heavily Hungarian accented English. Django jumps down to do this but something makes him turn back and give his cousin one last look…

'Let me in Cousin Django! Let me in! I'm scared!' Lalo-Max says in his heavily Hungarian accented English. Django jumps down to do this but something makes him turn back and give his cousin one last look…

He can't find anyone so he ventures back to the reception room, from where he can look out onto the street and there he sees his cousin and something more. He starts to tap his paws against the window. 'Hey Lalo-Max! I thought you were dead. Run away! Run away! You know what happened to John Barry...' Slowly Lalo-Max stands up and saunters towards towards the window, head down. He jumps up onto the window ledge and looks in at Django.

He can't find anyone so he ventures back to the reception room, from where he can look out onto the street and there he sees his cousin and something more. He starts to tap his paws against the window. 'Hey Lalo-Max! I thought you were dead. Run away! Run away! You know what happened to John Barry...' Slowly Lalo-Max stands up and saunters towards towards the window, head down. He jumps up onto the window ledge and looks in at Django.

Determined to get the truth, Django starts to check the house slowly room by room. Finally, he reaches the kitchen, where his inner voice makes him pause. 'Don't open the cupboard, Django! Don't! You've seen those Slasher films...' But he hears the noise again and he just can't resist. Or can he?

Determined to get the truth, Django starts to check the house slowly room by room. Finally, he reaches the kitchen, where his inner voice makes him pause. 'Don't open the cupboard, Django! Don't! You've seen those Slasher films...' But he hears the noise again and he just can't resist. Or can he?

'Gosh. Made it out of the house. I'll hide here. The grass is sooo long, it'll keep me hidden. Is that the back door? Perhaps it's Lalo-Max.' Then he sees the strange orbs of glowing lights. He hunkers down, making himself as small as he can be. 'Ssshh Django!' he tells himself. And there he is  trapped, Django Reinhardt in hiding.

'Gosh. Made it out of the house. I'll hide here. The grass is sooo long, it'll keep me hidden. Is that the back door? Perhaps it's Lalo-Max.' Then he sees the strange orbs of glowing lights. He hunkers down, making himself as small as he can be. 'Ssshh Django!' he tells himself. And there he is trapped, Django Reinhardt in hiding.

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