Hey everybody! I hope you all like Chapter One and now I present to you Chapter Two! In which, ladies, we meet Jack/Misto! HUZZAH! Haha

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A/N: Guess what! Pouncival is now Mediterranean to fulfill his role as Fabrizio! I'm not sure if Faby was Mediterranean in the movie, but that sounded like the accent to me...If I'm wrong, please correct me! :)

Disclaimer: Still own nothin'...

~Rosey

Chapter Two: Luckiest Toms In the World!

Mistoffelees smiled at the foreigner across from him, raising an eye-brow. "You're betting your tickets for Titanic?" He faced the tom's poker partner. "You must have a lot of faith in him."

"I don't," the response was heavy with an accent, but Misto got the message. The tux cat faced Pouncival, who sat nervously next to his friend.

"Misto, you're betting our life away!" Pounce whined. "We can't beat these guys!"

"Oh ye of little faith," Misto laughed. The cats all drew four cards off the top of the deck. Nerves twisted Misto's stomach, but he made sure it didn't show. Anxiously, he looked at his hand. And then he had to hide a smile.

The two foreigners opposite them groaned and smacked down their hands. Nothing. Misto turned his head to Pounicval, who moaned and showed he, too, had nothing. Misto beamed.

"Gentlemen, read 'em and weep," he laid his hand on the table in front of him. "Full house."

Pouncival looked at the hand for a moment while their opponets wailed in shock. Misto winked at his friend, who suddenly stood up and grabbed the tux cat, hugging him tight. "You son a of a gun!" he cried in joy, laughing hard.

"Told ya," Mistoffelees laughed as well, snatching up the two tickets from the center of the table. "My friends, we're going home on the Titanic!" he announced to the whole bar.

"The Titanic?" the bar tender chuckled. "Then you'd better hurry. That ship leaves in five minutes."

"Five minutes?" Misto and Pounce cried almost at the same time. They quickly shoved their winnings into an old bag which also contained Misto's art portfolio, and then they bolted out of the bar and into the crowded streets, running as fast as they possibly could.

"We're going home, Pounce!" Misto called over his shoulder in glee, dodging many passer-bys.

"I know! And on an unsinkable ship, too!" Pouncival cried, trying to keep up with his friend.

"AND WE'RE RICH!" Misto shouted, not caring who heard (and most likely hoping many cats did.)

"I KNOW!" Pouncival laughed, following his friend's lead.

"I thought you were a fast runner?" Misto complained. "We'll never make it in time!"

But no sooner had he said that then did the two suddenly reach the boarding plank for the lower-class passengers of the Titanic.

"We did it!" they said in joy, hugging each other for a moment before bolting up the plank.

"Hey!" they were stopped at the door by a cat in uniform with the name Skimbleshanks on his name-tag. "Did you two go through inspection?"

"Sure did!" Misto lied quickly. "And besides, we're both Americans. Me and him," he pointed quickly to Pouncival, hoping his friend would keep his Italian mouth shut until they got in the ship.

"Very well," Skimbleshanks nodded, gesturing inside the door. Mistoffelees smiled and leaped inside, followed by Pouncival. The two friends laughed at their success and then darted down the long corridors, looking for their room. Many other lower-class passengers milled around, making "darting" hard, but Misto and Pounce were rather nimble as they searched for the cabin.

Eventually, the friends found it and scrambled inside. They found two other cats already in the room, who they were later introduced to as Asparagus and George. Despite the annoyed looks their room-mates shot them, Pouncival and Misto carried on like the young adults they were, fighting over the top bunk and who was to be the rat look-out.

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Later in the day, Misto and Pouncival trotted merrily along the deck, looking out across the rocking sea as the ship made it's way through the vast expanse of water.

"Pounce, my friend," Misto laughed, stretching and smiling. "We are now officially kings."

Pouncival laughed and nodded. "I know! I can't believe you-"

But Misto stopped listening. His heart stopped. There. On the upper-deck. A beautiful white cat with a serious expression. Why was her lovely face so serious? Was she okay?

"Misto!" Pouncival's shout brought Misto back into the real world.

"Huh?" Mistoffelees looked over quickly. "What?"

Pouncival followed his friend's gaze up and smiled, shaking his head. "Face it, Misto. You don't stand a chance."

Misto chuckled to himself and turned away, heading to the very front of the ship, standing up on the railing. He smiled. The beautiful sunset was glistening on the water, and the air whipping past him made him tremble. He was flying!

"I'M THE KING OF THE WORLD!" he shouted, opening his arms wide. Shouting out of pure joy, Misto continued to fly, Pouncival watching and laughing along.

YAY! Oh, I'm really liking how this is coming along! *Squee* Anyway, Misto has now seen Vicki! Jack has seen Rose! AND MISTO'S THE KING OF THE WORLD! Hehehehe

Well all I can say now is please, please, please, please REVIEW!

~Rosey