A/N: The bits in italics are Plato thinking to himself while Admetus is talking.

Plato sighed as he curled up in his den. The queen he had prayed would be his had mated with that little runt Mistoffelees. He didn't see what queens saw in him, he was arrogant and boastful. Plato scowled. He knew he would be better for Victoria than that Quaxo or Mistoffelees or whatever his name was this week.

"Didja see? Plato, that conjurer stole my queen! How dare he!"

Plato sighed again. Admetus believed he was The Everlasting Cat's gift to the queens. Bast, he could be worse than Tugger at times.

"Yes, I saw, but she isn't your queen and she never was. Anyway I thought you liked Etcetera, what happened there?"

Admetus snorted and glowered at his younger brother.

"Etcetera? Seriously bro, do you honestly think that a tom like me could ever love a queen like her?"

"I don't see what's wrong with her, she's cute, funny, loyal and caring. She's as good as all the other queens and better than some."

Plato glared back at his older brother. Brothers we may be but we couldn't be less alike. He wants a new queen every week, idolizes Tugger, wants a good time and only cares about himself; I want a special queen who will be faithful forever, I respect Old Deuteronomy and Munkustrap, want to help in any way I can and would die for any cat in the Junk Yard. So why does he get all the queens while I get none. Even Bombalurina looks his way and she could have any tom in the Junk Yard, he sighed and began to actually listen to Admetus whining about his "lack of success" with the queens.

"I mean Etcetera is very nice 'n' all don't get me wrong but I don't see us going anywhere, you know, like on a permanent basis."

Maybe you'd see a future with her if you didn't get a new queen every week and was actually faithful for a change. There's a novel thought for you actually, Admetus, faithful. Hmm I wonder if it would kill him to try. Maybe he should try it and hopefully it will so I can finally have some peace round here.

"I suppose there is Jemina but she's so serious. All she does is look at the moon. Bit of a bore if you ask me."

Nobody did ask you and I think you'd be serious too if your mother was killed by a Pollicle in front of you. Do you really have to give me a run-down of every single queen you've been with?

"Then there's Electra, but she's so quiet and scared of all the toms."

She's got Tugger for a brother, she's probably traumatised!

"I suppose there's Exotica, but Cassandra is a bit over-protective."

Yes because they're mates. Bast Admetus, you really are stupid at times, even Alonzo knows that and a Pollicle could outsmart him.

"And Cassandra won't even consider a tom."

Yes she has a mate, were you dropped on your head at birth or do you work to be this stupid?

"And then there's Bombalurina. She's stunning but she's a slut. I prefer my girls to be exclusive to me."

Hypocrite. She's not even that pretty.

"Demeter's just too nervous. I need a queen with confidence."

You have to work at it, you may have been dropped on your head but that really doesn't explain it. She was kidnapped by Macavity, you know the cat her and Bombalurina, the slut as you call her, sing about. Oh yeah, she has a mate.

"Tantomile is just a freak."

When did you last say something that wasn't hurtful to her?

"Rumpleteazer is more concerned with thieving then toms."

To be honest, I don't blame her.

"And the others are all too old. So therefore Vicky would have been the perfect queen for me but that conjuring cat had to steal her from my grasp."

Plato couldn't take any more of his brother's whining. He pushed roughly past him and stormed from the den.

"Plato?"

He spun round as his name was called from the other side of the Junk Yard. A slim white figure ran towards him.

"Yes?"

He really didn't want to talk to her now. The pain was bad enough without being reminded of it constantly.

"Are you okay?"

The little white queen leaned towards him, her paw outstretched.

"Of course."

He snapped back at her as he slapped her paw away from him. He didn't wait to see the look of hurt that crossed her face, he was already running toward the yard boundary.