I have said it before and I will say it again! Serendipity Kat is an angel! I had lost this chapter and thank goodness she had it saved on her computer! I also have to thank her for reminding me about this story. I guess it's time start working on it again. I'm also working on two works that (dare I say it?) have almost nothing to do with CATS except for the fact that one is a song fic with Memory. Be sure to keep on reading!

-Quidam


Skimbleshanks pressed his back against the wooden cabinet. He peeked over the side, seeing no sign of Cassandra, heaving a sigh of relief. He had somehow magically managed to escape her wrath; for now at least. Quietly, he began to tip toe, his eyes still behind him.

"Hello Skimble."

He jumped at the sound of his name. Turning, he saw Plato who was giving him the oddest look as if he were a mix between a Pollicle and a hamster. Regaininghimself, Skimbleshanks breathed again, placing a paw on Plato's shoulder.

"Sorry about that me boy," He managed to say. "I'm a bit edgy. Today has been extremely strange," He glanced back again, making sure he was safe as he leaned in to whisper. "By the by, if you see Cassandra, tell her that I'm not here."
"Erm, okay. Whatever you say Skimble."

"Thanks lad!" Skimbleshanks patted Plato's back hard before sprinting off in the other direction.

Confused, Plato merely shrugged as he headed towards his decided destination. He stopped when he spotted something on the ground. He crouched down and upon further inspection he, Plato soon found they it was a bouquet of pure white roses.

"Hey," Plato picked up the bouquet. "Etcetera likes flowers! I bet she'll love these!"


Jemima frowned slightly as Victoria sighed sadly. Electra was in there den which was located in a tower of tires. Etcetera was on the look, keeping a sharp eye out for Pouncival. When she gave a sudden squeal, Jemima poked her head out.

"What? Is it Pounce?"

"Oh, no. Only Tugger." Etcetera blushed, Jemima frowning again.

"Oh Electra," Victoria crawled over to her friend, huddled in a small ball still weeping. "You shouldn't cry. He really didn't mean it."

"Yes he did!"

Victoria sighed again, her graceful yet strong arms hugging her best tightly. Electra came out of her ball and hugged back, her head against Victoria's chest. Her whimpering had stopped but tears still flowed from her eyes, making Victoria's chest moist. Victoria didn't mind; she ran her fingers through Electra's fur making shushing sounds in hopes of calming her down.

"Toms can be so mean sometimes," Jemima said as she kept look out with Etcetera. "Tumblebrutus could have been a bit nicer."

"I don't understand why he doesn't like her," Etcetera sighed. "Oh!"

"What? Is it Tugger again?" Jemima sounded slightly annoyed.

"No!" Etcetera hid behind Jemima. The red queen stared until she saw why Etcetera was acting so strangely. Plato, with a bouquet of roses in his mouth, was slowly climbing up the tower. "Quick! I'm not here!" She ran into the tower, passing both Victoria and Electra.

"What? Why? I thought you liked him!" Jemima called.

"Yeah but I'm nervous! Besides, I look like something a Pollicle drag in!" Etcetera managed to say. "Oh, why did he have to come now? I could have fixed my fur up just a bit if I knew he was coming!"

Jemima rolled her eyes but planted a smile on her face when Plato stood before her.

"Hey Jem," He put the flowers behind his back. "Is Etcetera here?"

"Oh, yeah. I'll go get her!" Jemima ran back into the den. She stopped to whisper to the others. "Plato is here! Look sharp!"

"Easy for you to say." Electra managed to mumble.

"Hello queens," Plato smiled as he entered, his arms still behind his back. "How are you today?"

"Good, thank you." Victoria smiled.

"Horrible." Electra muttered but Victoria shushed her.

Plato smiled nervously, his hands firmly gripping the flowers. Victoria merely smiled, her paws running through Electra's fur who was giving him a dirty look. Victoria looked back to where Jemima and Etcetera disappeared. She smiled again before she whispered something in Electra's ear. She nodded and the white queen got up, heading towards the back. Electra straighten up, her arms crossed and a grimace plastered on her face. Plato began to feel nervous.

"Erm, hello," He said. Electra didn't said anything; she merely stared at him. He gluped. "Um--how's life?"

"Horrible. Thanks for asking." Her voice was icy.

Plato shifted, feeling awkward and out of place. He turned his back to Electra, checking on the flowers that had been hidden behind his back. He carefully began to inspect them, making sure there was nothing wrong with them. His heart beat faster, thinking about his encounter with Etcetera. Everything had to be perfect.

"Well, everything looks alright," He smiled. "I--wait, what's this?" He looked closer at one of the petals, finding a single drop of clear liquid on it. "Where did that come from? Well, I better get rid of it." He wiped up the drop. "Ugh, I don't want this on me." He flicked it off, sending it towards his eye. It landed in his eye with a splash. "Ouch! Man, that stings!"

"Look, if you are so head over paws in love with Etty," Electra's voice was sharp. "Then go in there and tell her! Quit wasting your time!"

Plat turned to look at her and began to smile. Love? Why was this angel in feline form declaring that he loved that juvenile infant Etcetera? Could she not see his feelings for her? Was she that blind to his raging love that screamed within the walls of his heart? She could truly only be the one that could complete him. She was nothing like the other queens that inhabited the junkyard. Her fur shined in the sunlight, making their coats seem dull and worn. Her eyes danced with a warm fire while theirs were nothing but lumps of coal. Her body was strong and firm unlike the others who had flab hanging on their stomachs. Oh, Electra! Why did she torture him?

"Plato, are you listening? Quit being so spineless and grown a back bone!" Her voice was slightly raised with irritation.

"Am I really that spineless?" He asked.

"Yes, you are! If there is something on my mind I say it!"

"You want me to say what's on my mind?" He walked closer. "You honestly what to know?"

"No! All I'm saying is you should speak your mind!"

"Then I'll declare my thoughts!" Plato dropped the flowers, getting on all fours. "I feel strange but in a good way. I've never felt this feeling before. My heart is doing an insane dance inside my chest, shouting loudly as it states my feelings! Ah, how it burns inside me with such passion."

"What are you doing? You sound like--" Electra's face fell. "Oh no."

"What? Is something wrong? You look ill," Plato was inching closer. "Is there anything I can do?"

"Get away from!" She demanded, moving out the way. "Leave me alone! Oh, Everlasting Cat, why does this keep on happening to me?"

"What are you speaking of my love?" Plato rolled over but regained his footing, crawling towards her.

"First Pouncival, now you!" She cried. "Oh, this can't get any---"

"Kiss me!" Plato gripped Electra's arms.

"WHAT!"

Plato had taken her completely by surprise. His arms where gripping her arms firmly. He leaned in, his lips perused. She gave a scream, slapping him right in the pucker. She ran towards the exit but Plato tackled her to the ground. Electra began to scream as Plato fought.

"Plato, get off me!" She screamed.

"Not until you kiss me!" He leaned in again. She put her paws up in defense. "Just one sweet kiss from your sweet lips!"

"What's going on? Electra, why did you scream?" Victoria ran in. "I--" She gasped, putting paws up to her mouth. "Oh my goodness!"

Electra wanted to disappear that instant. She was pinned to the ground, Plato on top of her in a very provocative position. Her paws were still blocking his face as he tried to kiss her. Victoria was too stunned to say anything. Electra thought things couldn't get worse but as usual, they did.

"Vikki, what's going on?" Jemima entered from behind. "I heard a scream and---Plato! What are you doing!"

"Jem, Vikki, I can explain!" Electra pushed Plato off of her. "Okay, you know that whole thing with Pounce? Well, it's happening with Plato and----"

"Electra, why must you do this too me?" He cried, his arms wrapped around her leg. "Please, why won't your lips grace mine? All I as is just for one small, diminutive, affectionate kiss! Is that too much to ask for?"

"YES!" Electra hissed, taking a swipe at Plato. The other two gasped, surprised at their friends' harsh reaction.

"Ah, how she burns me! Yet, I love her even more!" Plato grabbed her paw, pulling her down on top of him. "Kiss me you devilish seraph!"

"Hey, what's going-----" Victoria and Jemima slowly turn their heads to Etcetera. She stared at Electra who was still struggling to get out of Plato's arms. Her face now worn a heart broken look.

"Etcetera, please!" Electra tried to push Plato away. "This is not what it looks like!"

Etcetera's lips twitched momentarily. Electra felt the knot in stomach begin to grow. Etcetera's body began to tremble, her eyes watering up. Then, she let it all out. She gave a loud shrill cry before she began to sob. Victoria immediately ran to her but Etcetera pushed her away. She ran past Electra and Plato, speeding towards the exit.

"Etcetera, wait!"

"Let the wench be!" Plato wrapped his arms around Electra's waist. "Now, if we can spend precious moments together! Oh, my darling, my life, my all! Why are you so anxious to leave me?"

Electra growled in anger as she smacked Plato across the face.

"Etcetera, come back! " She cried after her friend.

"Her voice! Like a siren who sings to enchant the sailors who trespass upon their seas!" Plato sighed. "I have been enchanted by that siren and I must follow her!"

Plato gracefully twirled before he headed off to chase his new found love. He left both Victoria and Jemima who were lost beyond all reason.


Aevany Storm: Just to let you know, your reviews really make me happy. .

Bombalurinasara: Oops, I did it again! Yeah, Pounce kinda scared me too.

nodikus: Now picture Tugger saying all those lines.

Nevis the Tiger Goddess:Lo and behold! Here it is!

Phantom's Bride: At least you said please this time.

CATSfanatic: Well you really have to feel sorry for Mungo! To be dumped for the magical cat? Ouch!

Gen. Kavik:Shakespeareianese eh? Never heard that term before!

Serendipity Kat: (is kissed) Thanks love!

Puddycat: Warning: Do not eat or drink when reading hilarous fan fic. Might cause death of beloved Puddy. And about the ending, why do you think it's going to be Tugger? Hee hee hee hee.