Victoria had been keeping a low profile to a great extent. Nobody else had found out about the pregnancy and Tori was quite sure that the cats who did know would not be telling anyone. Misto hadn't told Munkustrap yet and Tori knew he was not looking forward to it! Jemima was still angry at Tori and despite Etcetera's pleas, she refused to talk to her and Ecty would not go alone. Jemima supported Victoria and knew she was going through a hard time, but couldn't understand why she was treating her so horribly, Jemima may be a little younger, but was upset Victoria couldn't talk to her. Victoria had been staying in her den and if anyone had tried to see her Misto had politely told them Tori was not feeling well. Teazer was the only cat that had seen Victoria since her shock revelation and she was happy to offer some advice to Tori about the aftermath of it all.
Misto was sitting in the window of his and Tori's den, with his knees to his chest and his shoulders hunched. He was looking in the distance not particularly focusing on anything. Tori came over to him and wrapped her arms around him. Misto's heightened senses sensed her coming and didn't flinch or jump when she touched him. "Misto" she said gently as she ran her elegant hand down his cheek. Misto didn't say anything.
"Mist" Victoria said again gently. Once more she ran her hand across his chest, this time he held it in his own and gently leaned into her.
"Oh Mist I'm sorry you have to do this"
Misto sighed then said "It has to be done, I just want Munk to support us and I don't think he will"
"He'll be shocked" Victoria agreed "But he will come round."
"Eventually" Misto muttered. He sighed again and got up. He kissed Victoria gently and left the den swiftly.
Misto walked over to where he knew Munkustrap would be, it wasn't in his den, he was like clockwork! At exactly half ten in the morning he would leave the Junkyard and after patrolling the border he would walk to the docks and pick up food supplies and be back for ten past eleven on the dot! Mistofelees looked at the sun, he could tell the time from a single glance and decided he had a good half an hour before Munkustrap would return and Misto could tell Munkustrap the news. Misto shook his head, he knew it had to be done, but couldn't bear the thought of Munkustrap being angry. Misto knew Munk wouldn't be angry with them, he would be surprised and unsure of what to do because Misto and Tori were in his eyes too young for kittens. Like Demeter's news, it would throw him off course and Misto didn't want to do that, they were friends, good friends. He crept of to his favourite haunt to clear his head, the lonely part of the Junkyard where Jellicles rarely ventured. This part was his part, he practiced his tricks there and it was also where Victoria confessed her true feelings. No one would bother him, and he could think, think about what he was going to say to Munkustrap. After what seemed like forever, Misto could tell by the sun that Munkustrap would be back in a few minutes. Gracefully he lept off the drawers and walked to the entrance of the Junkyard.
"Good morning Misto" Munkustrap said brightly as he walked through the entrance "What are you doing here?"
"Erm, well actually, erm I need to talk to you."
"Certainly, is everything all right?"
"Can we talk somewhere more secluded?"
"Of course, lets go to the car boot, I've nearly finished it for Deuteronomy's visit" They arrived there and Munk closed the lid and Misto sighed
"I have something to tell you Munk"
"What is it Misto?"
"Victoria and I are having kittens."
Munkustrap didn't say anything, but opened his mouth then closed it again.
"Victoria's pregnant?" Munk whispered
Misto could only nod.
"Pregnant!" he shouted
"Look Munk I know it's a bit soon but we can handle it."
"A bit soon!" Munk scoffed as he stood up "Yes it is a tad too soon!"
"Munk please, we need your support"
"I'm not sure I can give you that" Munk said quietly as he looked away "We have a duty as individual Cats to our tribe, it isn't easy but everyone has to play their part if thing are to run smoothly. Misto you can't control your own magic, how will you cope with little who has Everlasting Cat only knows what powers, You're both far too young!"
"We can cope Munkustrap!" Misto said crossly
"I beg to differ. You've been lucky with your powers Mistofelees, you don't understand them though, and if their own father doesn't, how will your litter cope, how will the tribe cope with a litter who are.."
"Are what? Freaks? Liabilities? Is that what you mean Munkustrap?"
"I meant that.."
"You meant that out happiness has thrown your perfect little system of balance! Yes I'm different, and our kits may be different, they might not be, I don't know. I'm not sorry for who I am, or my magic. In fact without my magic your grandfather would be dead!"
"Misto I appreciate that but.."
"I don't think you do, and you know what Munkustrap, we don't need your permission, I came here because I know as the leader you have to be informed. But also I came here because you are my friend. But if you don't support us then fine, we can do it without you."
And to prove a point Misto used his magic and clapped his hands to disappear, leaving the usually calm silver tabby, fuming.