DISCLAIMER: PLEASE BELEIVE ME WHEN I SAY THAT I DO NOT OWN CATS.
AN/ Due to Old Dueteronamy being bogus. And a total turd and not letting Quaxo be mates with Victoria, I have decided to write an alternate to Quaxo's point of veiw.
As he watched the pair walk out on to the dance floor, Quaxo felt a surge of anger and regret. HE should be the one out there dancing with Victoria, not Plato. Not that jerk.
He doesn't even love her. No one loves her like I love her Quaxo thought bitterly. He listened to the music as it began. As he watched Victoria shyed away from Plato, and he rubbed his head against her haunches.
Finally, Quaxo couldn't take it anymore. H rushed out into the clearing where the couple was dancing. The music stopped and everyone was stareing at him. Quaxo didn't care. He pushed Plato out of the way as he ran up to the big tire where Old Dueteronomy was watching the events with interest.
Quaxo stood up on it and faced the watching tribe. "Everyone listen! I love Victoria! I can't just sit here and watch this happen." He turned to Old Dueteronomy. "Sir I know that you choose who does the dance with each other. I know that you have never been wrong. But, Sir, this time you are! I am the one who is meant to be with Victoria. You made the wrong decision and I hope that you will correct it. I love her sir. And if you must punish me, i will not resist, just please don't take her away from me."
With the end of his speech, Quaxo hung his head and turned to jump off the tire. He looked down at Victoria and he saw that she had tears in her eyes. A voice behind him made Quaxo, turn around.
"Quaxo. You are the only one that has ever defied me. And I must say that I am very... Proud of you Quaxo. You are standing up for what you believe and you are standing up for love. I know that I promised Victoria to Plato, but I can now see that this was the wrong choice. Quaxo, you may perform the Mating dance with Victoria if you wish."
"I do, Sir! Oh, thank you so much." He rushed up to the old jellicle leader and gave him a huge hug. turning around to face Victoria, he saw Plato stalking away angrily. Quaxo, didn't care. All he could see was the grin on the face of the most beautiful cat in the world.
They danced together, moving in unison. Quaxo didn't care that every cat in the junkyard was watching, with one exception. As far as he was concerned, he was the luckiest cat in the world.
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Later that night, Quaxo and Victoria, were laying on Quaxo's pipe.
"Quaxo, thank you so much. That was the sweetest thing anybody has ever done for me. You saved me from a life with a tom that I don't even love."
"I would do anything for you! Especially, the Mating dance."
With that the newly mated couple snuggeled into each other, and drifted off to sleep. They were each dreaming of that perfect moment. When they were lost in the Mating Dance.