Mr Mistoffelees smiled to himself as he watched the young queen dancing in the moonlight. She was as pure as winter's first snowfall and she would be a suitable escort for the conjuring cat. He stepped forward into the moonlight and extended a graceful paw.

"Care to dance?"

He knew she wouldn't refuse him, she was under his spell. She took his paw and together they danced in the moonlight before retreating back to his den.

The Next Day

"Dance with me at the Jellicle Ball." Misto stood with his back to the delicate queen curled up on the bed looking out of the den entrance.

"That's tonight," He turned around.

"Exactly my dear." He smiled at her and crossed the room to the bed.

"Dance with me," he once again extended a graceful paw towards the beautiful queen, she looked at his paw for a second then put her own paw over his. He clasped it and pulled her off the bed, she giggled as she fell against his chest then was silenced by his lips.

Later The Same Day

The music for the Jellicle ball was just beginning and the cats were ready to begin. Munkustrap stood up to sing the first line and the ball had begun. Misto only paid a small amount of attention to what was going on around him, most of his attention was focused on his chosen queen, she was beautiful and many of the other toms had their eyes on her. He glared at Tugger as he flirted with her during his song and Tugger, as if sensing this, kicked a football at him while he was sat on the car. To get his own back he told the tribe his true opinion of Tugger.

Soon it was time for the Mating Dance. Demeter stood in the centre of the circle this year. Last year Cassandra had danced and the year before Bombalurina. Macavity stepped forward to claim Demeter and they began to dance together. The other cats began to pair off. Jemima and Tumblebrutus, Electra and Plato, Etcetera and Pouncival. Misto stepped forward to claim his queen before anyone else could. He caught Admetus glaring at him but he didn't care, she was his queen. She had already made that obvious. He wrapped an arm round her waist and pulled her down with him. She smiled and gracefully dropped down, from the centre of the circle came a whimper of pain from Demeter but the other cats ignored it. Mr. Mistoffelees smiled, he had achieved his objective.

Early The Next Morning

A rosy glow lit the den Misto and Victoria now shared. Inside the white queen was sleeping while Misto stood next to her, both paws outstretched. From him came the glow, it bathed the white queen as she slept, unaware of the spell her new mate cast on her.

"You will always love me Victoria. You will always be mine."

Mr. Mistoffelees lowered his paws, certain she would always be faithful.