A/N: Sorry for the wait. I have no idea where this story is currently headed, but I'm planning it out. This chapter is a little shorter, so bear with me! This Jellicle Ball is the same Jellicle Ball that happens in CATS, not a different one.

To Don't know Don't care 38: Thank you for your lovely review! I'm glad you thought it was interesting. Hope this holds your interest!

To Alex0821: I have continued. I didn't realize it was difficult to read Jemima's dialogue, so I apologize! This chapter doesn't really include much dialogue anyway, though.

To Alphoscapsy-cola: Everyone like a bit of originality here and there! Thanks!

Note: This chapter is based on the song, Friend or Foe. I have a video of Jem/Vic to this song. The URL is: youtube (dot) com/watch?v=bb6yRIbnqPw

We used to love one another
Give to each other
Lie undercover so,
Are you friend or foe?

Love one another
Live for each other
So, are you friend or foe
Cause I used to know

The meaning to
our words of love
Has disappeared

From previous chapter:

"I hear you're doing the Mating Dance this year", Plato began and plunged straight ahead, "I was wondering if you wanted to do the dance with me."

"Sure, Plato", Victoria answered knowing that she had to accept someone's offer.

Victoria woke up to the bright sunlight streaming in from the window of Jelly's den. For the duration of their stay, Victoria, Misto and Jenny were staying at Jelly's place to make things easier. Unsurprisingly, Jelly's den was one of the tidiest places Victoria had ever lived in. She yawned and arched her back in a long stretch as she remembered that it was indeed the day of the Jellicle Ball.

Jemima rubbed the sleepiness from her eyes as Demeter shook her awake in excitement at the approach of the beginning of the Ball. The small calico sat up with a dazed expression and yawned, "It's too early."

"It's never too early on the day of the Jellicle Ball!" Demeter answered cheerfully although she was secretly worried about Macavity. Her little sister pouted and whimpered, "That's today?"

"Of course", Munkustrap answered in turn and smiled quickly at Demeter.

The ball began as it always did, with the beginning. The introduction went smoothly and Jemima was able to "give Victoria space" as Old Deuteronomy had put it. All was good for Jemima until Victoria's solo dance. She watched with her mouth slightly open and her eyes were opened wide in awe. She never knew that Victoria could dance so beautifully, but should of been obvious since her movements had always been graceful and precise. Victoria curled up and waited for her brother to come.

Cassandra had spotted Jemima watching the beautiful white queen and she sauntered over, still not forgetting what had happened the previous day. The Abyssinian wasn't a cruel Jellicle by nature but ever since she was young things seemed to disappear. Whenever she made a friend, the friend ended up moving or getting hurt. At first it was sort of a joke between her and Exotica. They joked around that if they didn't like someone they should have Cassandra hang out with that cat and soon he/she would end up leaving. But after Exotica had been hurt, Cassandra began to think it wasn't just a joke, it was a curse. So when she and Alonzo had become mates, she became overly protective, but Alonzo understood or so she thought.

"Watching your lover?" Cassandra teased Jemima in what she hoped sounded like a light playful manner. But the hatred and jealousy underneath the words weren't masked entirely. Jemima blushed again and began to mutter something unintelligible. The Abyssinian smirked and said, "There's nothing to be ashamed of."

Jemima crouched down low and finally the other Jellicle left.

Victoria noticed that Jemima was avoiding her at all costs. So far nothing too great had been stirred up and for that Victoria was grateful. The last thing she needed was for Jenny to be lecturing her again. Right then the music changed and a blasting sort of rock came on. Immediately, Etcetera, Jemima and Electra's heads turned in excitement. Just as she was about to ask who it was the answer came out himself.

A terribly handsome Maine Coon appeared with a low, "Meow."

Jemima began to act differently from that shy, reserved kitten that Victoria used to know. The Maine Coon (apparently named the Rum Tum Tugger) headed towards the calico and to the white queen's surprise, the two began to flirt. Jemima was obviously having a great time being in the handsome cat's attention. But her surprise began to fade as she soon found out that Tugger flirted with everyone, even the tom's, in one form or another.

Victoria couldn't help thinking that Jemima shouldn't be flirting with a tom so much older. Despite that, even Victoria found herself wanting the Rum Tum Tugger's attention so she understood why Jemima was so happy. As the song progressed and Tugger flirted even more with Jemima than the other kittens, Victoria felt jealous. Unlike the others who were also jealous, she wasn't jealous of Jemima, but Tugger.

Did Jemima still remember how much they had loved each other?

Then it hit Victoria. It was official. She was still in love with Jemima.

After Grizabella crashed at the Ball and Macavity wanted to crash too, things began to settle down, but Jemima was still nervous. The Mating Dance was so close and she hadn't decided who to go with. Old Deuteronomy was arriving and she spared herself from thinking too hard about the matter.

As Munkustrap was singing about how great Old Deuteronomy was, Plato had decided that Jemima was a great pillow. He pulled her closer to him and rolled around the ground. She knew he was flirting, but she didn't want to admit it. Besides, Plato had already asked Victoria for the Mating Dance and he would be doing the dance with her. It was special so there was no reason for him to be acting like this with her.

Macavity came and tried to scare the Jellicles again but failed to enter the Junkyard. Victoria ran out towards Old Deuteronomy and then he had Jemima dance with her. Munkustrap looked at Old Deuteronomy with confusion but didn't say anything. Then Alonzo came and began to flirt with the two of them as if Cassandra didn't exist.

Victoria watched Alonzo getting close to Jemima and the two of them seemed to share a private dance. She hissed with anger inside because she knew that Alonzo would end up hurting Jemima. After all with Cassandra on the loose knowing about their "secret" it wasn't safe.

The Mating Dance began and Jemima had found a partner by then. But as she lay with Tumblebrutus she watched Victoria dancing with Plato. Something inside her was boiling in heat and at first it seemed like frustration. It was jealousy and hurt.

Did Victoria remember how much they had loved each other?

Then it hit Jemima. It was official. She was still in love with Victoria.

When Macavity attacked the Junkyard and fought with Munkustrap, Victoria found herself keeping an eye on Jemima. Everyone except Jemima knew why Macavity hated Demeter and Jemima so much. Macavity had left the Junkyard years ago and at the time Demeter had loved him. He had asked her to leave with him but she refused since she wanted to take care of Jemima. Since then, Macavity had resented Demeter for not leaving with him and Jemima for being the reason why Demeter wouldn't go.

There was so much confusion that Victoria couldn't find Jemima for a second and she began to panic. There was something for her to protect. Her best friend. Her closest friend. Her...she wasn't sure what Jemima was exactly.

The Ball ended with her and Jemima saving Grizabella and everyone realizing how great the old queen really was. But that seemed to be hazy and unclear to Victoria. All she could remember was how Jemima had turned away from her and smiled cheerfully at Alonzo and Tumblebrutus. It had sent a jolt of pain straight to her heart and she recalled what her father had told her once.

Love is the most beautiful pain that you can ever experience.

That was the only thing she could remember about her father, that he was a wise Jellicle.

Jemima entered her den still unaware of the visitor who sat outside her den every night, just waiting. The two glowing eyes closed for a second then a shadow like figure darted across the Junkyard into a neighboring den. The den was Cassandra's.

A/N: I'm not trying to make Cassandra evil! Seriously. Okay, maybe a little bit.

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