A/N: Chapter four! And it's short because not enough people reviewed chapter three! Just kidding! It's short just because it is. And I promise chapter five is longer. And in case anyone is wondering, in this fic, Misto and Victoria have been flirting for a while, but nothing definite has happened yet, which is the reason for the whole Vicky/Plato thing in the show: she still feels free to flirt with other toms, but Misto is trying to get her to just be his. Just thought that would make this a little clearer.

At last the hour came when all the cats in the junkyard were asleep (except for Mistoffelees), and no one would notice him leaving. After making sure no one was watching, Mistoffelees stole out of his new box (his bag had gotten wet in the day's rain) and crept into the night. Once he was clear, he bounced off a ratty old mattress and soared into the night sky.

Everything seemed so much clearer when he was flying. The frustrations of the day seemed to melt off him as he performed acrobatic feats on his way to the mansion. This was going to be the night she would never forget, and it would cement his relationship with her forever. She would be his, and he couldn't wait to have her.

As Mistoffelees approached the mansion, he descended into the backyard, for fear Victoria would see him flying and it would ruin the surprise. Noticing a lattice that led up to her open window, he started to climb. When he got to the top, he almost fell off. There was Victoria, in all her splendor, sleeping on a velvet cushion. He almost didn't want to wake her up, but common sense prevailed.

"Psst, Victoria," Mistoffelees whispered.

Victoria stirred and yawned. "Oh, Mistoffelees! What is it?"

"Come outside. I have something I want to show you."

"All right, but what is it?"

"It's a surprise."

Still unsatisfied, Victoria reluctantly came over to the window and looked out. "Do I really have to come all the way out?" she mused, smiling.

"Yes, you do," Mistoffelees answered. "Trust me, you'll love it."

Victoria carefully climbed out of the window and stepped onto the lattice. Slowly, and with some help from Mistoffelees, she descended and lightly touched down on the ground. "Now what's so important that I had to come all the way down?"

Mistoffelees took her paws in his. "Watch my feet," he answered. As she looked down, he reached out with his power and spread it around him. With almost no effort, he started to levitate a few inches above the ground. Victoria was astonished.

"H-How are you doing that?"

"It's magic." Mistoffelees saw his chance. "Do you want to come with me?"

"Can I?"

"Yes."

Victoria felt nothing as Mistoffelees spread out his power to include her as well, but she was stunned as her feet left the ground. She instinctively embraced Mistoffelees for support, who promptly started to purr. He beamed at her as they started to spiral up into the night sky.

A few hours later, Mistoffelees and Victoria swooped into Victoria's bedroom via the window. Mistoffelees was holding the sleeping white cat in his arms. He purred as he laid her down on her pillow. The soft sound woke her, and she wriggled in his arms. "Mistoffelees, that was the best night of my life," she said sleepily.

Mistoffelees stared into her eyes. "Mine too," he said. "And no one knows I can do it, except you and me."

"Really?" she exclaimed. "No one at all?"

"No one."

Victoria rolled over with contentment. "Oh, I don't think I'll ever be able to sleep again tonight."

Mistoffelees nodded, even though his eyelids were drooping. Flying, and especially flying with another cat, had taxed him to the point of collapse. It was a good thing he had landed when he did, because another few minutes would have seen the two cats tumbling down quite a ways. He sighed and said, "Victoria, I'll never be able to get home tonight. May I stay here for a few hours?"

"Of course you can. Where would you like to–"

Victoria had been about to say "sleep," but before she could, Mistoffelees collapsed on her cushion and fell into a deep slumber.

to answer some review questions:

Krissy4: No, I don't think Bombalurina is Alonzo's mom here. Yeah, it would be icky. Like I said, I vowed never to make that Tugger/Alonzo relationship again, because it came out too weird. In fact, upon editing later chapters, I found a point where I had made Tugger say something mean to Alonzo, because I had completely forgotten that I made them father and son! (what was I thinking in the first place?!?)

Jemima-luvuh: How'd you know I was thinking of "A Whole New World" the entire time I wrote this chapter?! It does fit perfectly, though. And Aladdin is my favorite Disney movie, too!