A/N So I decided I like the oneshots that are directly connected to another- therefore this is set right after Demeter/Alonzo sadness based on a very unique Macavity fight (http:/ www. youtube. com/watch? v=vZNTO5CtxV0&feature= related [ take out the spaces] it's high school production so not the best but still, cool idea :P)

Demeter and Munk disappear and the ball stays calm from now on. I quietly make my way over to Victoria who still seems shaken. Trying not to think of Dem I start to talk to her, hoping to calm her down by any means. Not every new queen is nearly kidnapped on the night that's supposed to be hers. I briefly remember my Coming of Age ball but push the thought aside, focusing on the distressed almost-queen.

"Vic…You alright?" I peek around the trellis and see her curled with her tail under her chin, staring straight ahead.

Her blue eyes are wide and I'm not sure if she heard me. She whispers in that dream-like voice at break-neck speed. "Thank you. I don't what would have happened if you didn't save me. Nothing good; not with Macavity."

As the words escape her mouth I'm strangely frustrated and exhausted. "The world isn't black and white Victoria. There isn't just good and bad." Her innocent kitten look deepens and I realize she has no idea what I mean.

"Look at Macavity; he's cruel and vicious yes, but why? Because he had his heart broken and was rejected by his own family. But yet, none of the Jellicles see it was their fault, they only see what they made Macavity into…What you and I did to him. You're the daughter of his rival but have always been loved and accepted. And I stole you and Demeter back from him, which makes me a murder, because if he had you two around he might have found he still had a heart to lose." Demeter is the name that comes to mind when I think of hearts but it's Vic's face that I see, so sweet and unsure.

"But…your good, Lonzy." She smiles weakly and I see how frightened she still is. Running my paw through my headfur I pull her to my side, finding a strange comfort in talking to her. It makes my heart feel less raw.

"How would you know for sure? I could be just as unforgiving or queen-hungry as Macavity." I lean over her bringing a sneer to my face. She backs away gasping, "Please don't I'm scared enough right now, Lonzo!"

Sighing I continue, moving to a comfortable distance. " What about you? Are you as beautiful and perfect as they all say you are? Or do you have some black secret, something you don't want anyone else to know? Some strange hidden desire or guilt you don't understand yourself? You must…don't you?"

I've made myself curious now, but I've never heard a bad word spoken about her. Vic does seem so perfect I can't find it in myself to drop the subject with her. She turns away blushing and playing with her diamond collar.

Finally, after so long in silence, she speaks again, nodding severely, "I hate Jem for being my sister, when everyone thinks I'm the princess she's the one who gets all the toms and all the attention. I hate Misto and Plato for fighting about me- I don't see why I'm worth that amount of anger and betrayal; I mean you remember when they used to be best friends- and I hate Grizabella for leaving, even if I didn't know her. Because it makes me feel like there's no hope and the best chance I have is leaving everyone I love behind."

I grin, glad she is a Jellicle and not an Immortal after all.

"That wasn't so hard, now do you see?" I crouch down and run my face along her body, watching the blush spread across her stark fur.

"Still think I'm all white?" I mean it figuratively but her answer makes me wonder.

"No." She laughs breathlessly and moves closer. "You're black and white."