~*~A/N: ok, I'm having a lot of fun with this story, and it might get a little insane here in a bit…but you'll forgive me, right??? LOL, read and enjoy!!

Munkustrap walked around the junkyard, noticing everyone. There was Jenny, wearing pink foam-rollers in her hair and a bright floral sundress. Skimble was sitting in a chair, reading the paper. His hair was a moderately long length for his age, and he had sideburns that could put Elvis to shame. His plad knee socks covered up his white legs, and he waved and Munkustrap, obviously not caring that he was now a human.

The next person he saw was Demeter, and she took his breath away. Her compassionate green eyes were wide with excitement, and her shoulder length dirty blonde hair was in layers, framing her face. She looked at Munkustrap and smiled, running up to him.

"What a day, huh?", she asked, breathlessly. She reached up, and moved a strand of hair away from Munkustrap's eyes.

He just stood there and nodded.

"Come on, Man of Many Words, let's go see Bomba", Demeter said, taking Munkustrap by the hand and leading him towards Bomba's den.

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Plato looked as his friends walked away, and then back to Etcetera, who stood there with her slender arms crossed, looking at him. She was so beautiful. He reached out and ran his fingers down her cheek, before he even realized what he was doing. She stepped back, a little confused.

"Plato, what's going on?", Etcetera asked, feeling herself turning red. She admitted to herself that she was attracted to him after the ball, and was jealous of her sister and him, but that didn't mean she'd let him feel all over her.

"Cety…oh Everlasting Cat…look, Cety, I'm sorry…I didn't mean to….oh, nevermind", Plato stammered before turning to walk back. It was no use, he's screwed up, and upset her. To his surprise, he felt tears well up in his eyes, but he didn't care. He realized at that moment that he was in love with Etcetera.

"Plato…wait", Etcetera said, reaching out and grabbing his arm. Something had told her to stop him, to talk to him, to open her heart to him. And she was listening to that.

Plato turned and their eyes met. The two former cats were now experiencing human emotions that were stronger than any they could have ever had before, and they knew it. Etcetera, as if she were reading his mind, suddenly realized that he didn't love Victoria, that he didn't ever love her, and that he never would. He was afraid to admit it to everyone, it seemed…everyone but her.

"Plato…if you don't love Vic…who DO you love?", Etcetera said softly, closing her eyes. She opened her eyes ever so slowly when she felt him run his hand through her hair.

"You, Cety", he said, his face moving closer to hers, ever so slowly.

"I never thought…Plato…me? Why me? I'm nowhere near what Vic or Jem are", she said a little unsure at first.

"Vic and Jem are wonderful, and great friends, Cety, but you're…everything to me. You make me smile, even if I'm in a lousy mood. You always have time for me, even if you're extremely busy with something else.", Plato said, putting an arm around Etcetera's waist, pulling her closer to him.

"That's because I've loved you for so long!!!", she blurted out, not really meaning to. Anyone who had been watching at that point would have seen the biggest smile on Plato's face that he'd ever given, or would ever give again.

"I love you Cety!!", Plato exclaimed, lifting her into his muscular arms and spinning her around in circles.

"I love you, Plato!!", Etcetera laughed, as she was spun around.

Plato finally set Etcetera on the ground, and leaned over and kissed her, passionately, but ever so gently.

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Behind a group of trash cans, Victoria and Pouncival watched the scene between Plato and Etcetera. Victoria became so upset, she ran to her den, and Pouncival's eyes stung with tears, as he watched his best friend and the only girl he'd ever loved kiss.

~*~A/N: do I smell tension???? Find out soon!