HAT: Now for the queen that everyone's been waiting for (no, seriously. If you think you're alone, look at the reviews)... VICTORIA! Let's see what I due with the graceful young queen with a pure white coat. *evil smile*

Disclaimer: If I owned CATS these amazing stories wouldn't have been brought to you... So, I own nothing and you get this lovely story.

Victoria:

"Something's off," Mistoffelees notes when he sees his twin sister walking towards Electra. Her thighs are pressed together when she walks and her steps are short and awkward instead of long and graceful. Her fluffy white tail flicks in irritation and her dark eyes flicker this way and that. "Wait... is she-"

"Whatcha doin' little brother?!"

The black and white tuxedo jumps and whirls around to face a golden face with his white one. "Tugger! Don't do that to me!"

The black an gold tom smirks, tail flicking in amusement behinsd him. "Whatcha doin' huh? Secretly lusting after someone you don't have the courage to ask out?"

"No," scoffs the dark eyed tom.

"Oh," Tugger mutters in disappointment with his ears lowering slightly before his golden eyes lift to their sister and looks back to his brother. "You're not into Vicky, are you?"

"Of course not! I'm just wondering what's wrong with her," he mutters, white tipped tail twitching with annoyance about his older brother. "She's moving differently."

"Whaddoyou mean?"

"Just watch."

After watching for a minute he sighs. "She hasn't moved."

"Exactly!"

The maned tom's eyes lighten and ears perk with realization. "That's peculiar... and why- ooooooh... This happens a lot with white queens."

As their sister walks stiffly out of sight Mistoffelees' curious gaze lifts to the golden face. "What do you mean?" Tugger perks when he focuses on something behind the Original Conjuring Cat and, as expected, he turns before turning back, "Wha-... Tugger!"

The leopard spotted tux is gone, leaving the small tom with questions. He shakes his head. If his twin has a problem she'll come tap to him. He rubs his stomach and has a sudden craving for chocolate and he sniffs for any. He continues to observe his sister from afar and his black ears flick in irritation from time to time. He doesn't understand! What's wrong with her? Why does she keep disappearing? And why can't he find any chocolate?!

Calm down, two soothing voices whisper in his head in the middle of his search for chocolate.

I just want some chocolate! he mentally shouts, almost depressed.

Victoria's... mood is effecting you, Coricopat informs delicately.

Whatchu talkin' 'bout Willis?

Since she's your littermate, your twin, you have a bond with her, especially since you'er magic... and her mood effects yours when it's very high, Tantomile says.

He's about to ask what that means when he rounds another pile to go to his brother's den to get chocolate when he sees his sister has blood on her thighs and she's washing herself while curing under her breath at the same time. At first he wants to run over and demand what's wrong, but he finally remembers and turns around to walk away. He decides that he doesn't want chocolate anymore and slips into Coricopat and Tantomile's den, immediately going to his knees and using his front paws to move his body down gently before he puts his head in Tantomile's lap and stares at the book in front of him without even seeing it and before he knows it fingers are being threaded through his thick black head fur while her other paw holds the book for her to hold and Coricopat runs his paw down the black side in a soothing rhythm.

"She's on her period..."

"You've been with her a long time, how could you not notice?" Coricopat asks.

"I think because last time I ended up waking up in Scotland somehow and my new name was Quaxo, I had pink and black fur and I was with a tom named Shanquaviaraya who was convinced we were in love with each other."

"Shanuaviaraya?" the Mystic Twins ask.

"Yes."

"And this was a tom?" Coricopat asks in disbelief, blue eyes wide. "With that name?"

"Yes!"

Tantomile's dark brown eyes flicker to the white face of Mistoffelees and her lips quirk upward. "You'd look good with pink fur."

Mistoffelees growls at her and stands up. "I'm getting chocolate!"

HAT: I decided to make it about Misto... but now you can see how evil Victoria is when she's on her period... did you pay Shan... whatever his name is to dye his fur and get with your brother?

Victoria: *grins* That's for me to know and no one to find out.

HAT: *holds up hands* Okay, okay. Keep your secret... only if you say it for me.

Victoria: If you read this story, review, because your authoress is starting to doubt the existence of everyone but the regular reviewers.

HAT: Thank you Vicky!... now let's get chocolate! *runs to get chocolate and bacon*

Victoria: WAIT! You're going into another-

HAT: *tripped into a black hole by Bustopher Jones*

Victoria: What was that for?!

Bustopher: She put me with Skimbleshanks... Revenge is a dish best served cold.

HAT: YOU ASS! GET ME OUTTA HERE! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Victoria: What?!

HAT: It's Barney! He's everywhere! Get me out! Get me out! GET ME OUT!

Victoria: *grabs toothpick, tissues, The Notebook, and a bazooka* I'll save you! *jumps in*

Bustopher: ... she deserves it. *walks away*