A/N: Okay, so I made this video based on the kittens and their dreams to the song 'Breakaway' by Kelly Clarkson, so now I've decided to do a chapter on each of the mini stories involved. This chapter will be on Victoria and Plato.

See the video here: http://www (dot) youtube (dot) com/watch?v=GC9SEl-NT6E

Disclaimer: If I owned Cats, would I be writing fanfiction about it?

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I was totally silent below the car, waiting in the pale moonlight. No sounds around me, total peace. Inside, I was in total turmoil. Why couldn't we just say something.

"Boo." A familiar voice whispered from behind me. I quickly whipped me head around to face Plato, his smiling face, perfect features. I frowned.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you." He whispered, grabbing my arm and pulling me away from the main area.

"You so did," I whispered back, poking him in the ribs, "you do the same thing every night."

"Touché." He laughed, finally sitting on a car tire near the junkyard fence. I sat on his lap, wrapping his arms around my waist. We sat silently, staring up at the stars, the beautiful moon Jemima loved so much.

"You love me, don't you Plato?" I said suddenly, surprising myself. Plato looked down, before kissing my forehead and replying, "I would climb to the moon and back for you, Vickie." I sighed happily.

"Mutual." He chuckled and rested his chin between my ears, flattening my headfur.

"It's just that…" he started, and I quickly finished, "You wish it didn't have to be a secret."

"I want everyone to know that I'm the one you love, that you chose me." He said, wrapping his arms around me.

"Stupid Jenny." I grumbled. Jennyanydots was my adoptive mother of sorts. And, unfortunately for both me and my love, she despised Plato with a passion. I looked back up to the stars, wondering.

"Do you ever think, way out there, there is another place with another two cats like us, looking up at the stars?" I whispered, my eyes never leaving the stars.

"Maybe. I just hope they don't have the same problems we do."

"Mutual."

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"Where have you been?" Jenny screeched, grabbing my shoulders as I walked through the door. I thought quickly, being that I was only caught rarely.

"Star gazing. They are so beautiful…" I trailed off, not thinking of stars, but of Plato.

"Nonsense! You were out with that... that scum, weren't you?" I gasped. It was so unlike Jenny to speak like this about anyone, even at least so abruptly.

"Jenny!" I gasped, hand over my heart.

"You were! He's no good for you, sweetheart, you need to find a good, dependable tom!" Jenny nodded, pushing me towards my bed.

"No!" I cried, struggling away from her and ripping her arms from me, "What right have you got to what I do with my life? You're not my mother, and we are in love! You love Skimble, don't you? Can you imagine being taken away from him! To be told he's scum?" I spat the final word like poison, and Jenny's eyes widened.

"I just don't trust him sweetheart. There's something about him that's… menacing…" She mumbled, lower lip trembling. I sighed, sitting on the ground beside where she had sunk to.

"I trust you, Jenny. You've taken care of me my whole life. But I just know he's the one. I've never met someone as caring as you before, but Plato... he gets really close to that. Just try being nice to him, please?" I widened my eyes innocently, before standing and leaving the den.

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My conversations with Jenny had ended after that. I was mostly either too busy setting up or practicing for the ball, or she was avoiding me. I didn't mind – she needed to think. I just hoped it didn't last to long.

This year was the year of my mating dance, and I was worried. I would do anything to do it with Plato, but I was pretty sure Jenny and Jelly were trying to set me up with Misto. I shuddered inside. Misto was like my brother, not like a mate! And Plato would be heartbroken.

"Hey." I jumped and squealed, Plato grabbing my shoulders from behind.

"Must you scare me every time me meet?" I hissed, trying to smooth my puffed fur.

"I wanted to talk to you about the ball." Plato said.

"Plato, I know I have to do the mating dance, and I don't know --"

"Wait, hear me out. I will do that mating dance with you, and if they don't agree they'll have to just live with it." I looked up at him in amazement. He was willing to do that for me?

"… you love me, don't you Vicky?" He murmured, copying my words many nights before.

"I would climb to the moon and back." I breathed back, smiling despite myself.

"Plato! Come help with this!" Alonzo called, and Plato turned to help the toms move a large bicycle out of the main area.

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The ball was going fantastically – Misto and Tumble had an excellent dance, and Etcetera had successfully proved herself, and until now I had almost forgotten when was going on. Then everyone moved away and I shied into the middle, nervous and afraid. What if he chickened out? What if I was alone?

I left my head down, until I saw a figure moving towards me – Plato!

He rubbed his head against me and I jumped back instinctively, and heard a collective gasp from the older stopped for a moment.

"Just do it!" Etcetera hissed, earning a smack over the head from Jemima. I walked closer to Plato and we started the mating dance. I was lifted into the air, my feelings soaring. I could see a face across from me, and I felt I could touch the sky.

Jenny was smiling.

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A/N: Tada! I'll try to have the next chapter up soon! (and yes, I know I should be working on Autumn Leaf but I'm stuck! )