Dot, Wizard and Mister Mouse had just watched the sleekest, leanest, blackest cat they’d ever seen scatter the group of scary Cyber-rats that had been threatening them. The rats were gone - leaving just their stinky smell hanging in the air - but what now?

The cat who'd looked so mean and scary when he was fighting the Cyber-rats turned round and smiled at Dot, Wizard and Mister Mouse still hiding amongst the cables on the floor.

“Boy! Was that close,” said Mister Mouse. Keeping himself safely tucked away behind Wizzie, he looked at the big cat a bit nervously.  “Er… hope it’s rats rather than mice that are your favourite snack… just thought I’d ask…?”

The cat grinned at them all and spoke - in a deep, velvety voice: “Certainly are, li’l guy – but let me introduce myself properly to y’all!”

Then his paw began to tap and he began to rap!

“Cursor the Cat – that’s my name

Yo’ can say - I’m in the software game

Data Protection - that’s my aim

‘Catchin’ rats? - that ain’t no strain!”

Dot forgot she had just been frightened to death a few minutes before and burst out laughing. The big cat looked at her a bit coolly. She stifled her giggles. “Sorry!” she said.

Wizard came to her rescue. “Looks like we’ve met up with just the right guy when Cyber-rats are around” he said, wagging his tail in his most friendly way at the sleek black cat. “Let me guess – you work for a software company catching the rats who spread viruses on computers, am I right…?”

Cursor nodded, slowly polishing his claws on his shiny black coat. “Right on the button, boy!” he said. “ ’Cept, I’m here to help everyone, no matter what!”

“Yeah,” said Mister Mouse, who was feeling brave again - now he knew he wasn’t going to become this super-fit cat’s supper! “Anyways, those Cyber-rats got no interest in givin’ you a virus Dot - they got more serious matters on their minds like worldwide “data corruption”, messing up everyone’s computers as often as they can!”

Cursor grinned at Dot. “The little guy’s right honey – and don’t you worry your head about no Cyber-rats. Get any trouble from those slime-boys again, all you gotta do is just think of me and I’ll be right there. OK?”

Dot smiled. It was a good feeling to know that there’d always be someone out there on the Net ready to help. She looked up at Cursor and his sleek smiling face “Yes… thanks… I will, that’s very kind of you.”

Cursor rolled his eyes. “Oh I do lurve that English accent – it’s so cute!”

Wizard let out a bark of laughter. “Thanks for everything Cursor!” he said. “But we’d better get going if we’re going to get that burger at Tommy’s…”

Cursor grinned again. “You sure don’t wanna miss that!” he laughed. “I’m travellin’ too – got work to do!” And as silently and suddenly as he’d come, he was gone.

“Hold onto my lead Dot!” said Wiz. “OK Mr Mouse?”

The sassy little rodent jumped up on Wizzie’s back once more, one paw holding the silky fur behind his head (you know – the bit you give a good scratch to!) and the other ready over his backpack to double-click them back up into the net-sky. “Wapbangalingdangawapbang DING!” he went. “WOOOO! Let’s go!”

So they did!