Hey all! Here's chapter four! I hope you all are enjoying this so far! :)

Disclaimer: I own Jack/Misto...IN MY DREAMS! No, I own nothing. Nothing has changed. Nothing will change. Ooh! I'm writing two original works as well as this fan-fic and I own all those characters and those stories! Not that you care...Okay, I'm blabbling now. I'm done.

~Rosey

Chapter Four: Of Dinner, Diamonds, and Hair-Balls

"What makes you think you could pull something like that on my fiancee?" Plato shouted at Misto as he was hauled to his feet by the watch-cat. Victoria was helped to her feet, and she looked over to Misto, biting her lip. He looked at her with mild panic in his eyes.

"Plato, stop it! It was an accident!" Victoria demanded, pulling Misto out of the watch cat's paws.

"An accident?" Plato raised an eye brow.

"Yes. It's stupid, really. Umm...I wanted to see the propellers and I...slipped," she fibbed, looking at Misto desperately. He looked at her for a moment, registering this, and then nodded.

"Is that right?" the night-watch cat glared at Misto.

"Uhh..." he looked over to Victoria, whose eyes were begging him not to tell the truth. "Yeah. Yeah that's pretty much it."

"Well then, my lad, you're a hero!" the night-watch cat exclaimed, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Congratulations!" He turned to Victoria's fiancee. "Well then, back to the cat-nip then Mr. Plato?"

"Plato!" Victoria inturrupted. "I don't think we should just leave Mistoffelees without some sort of reward."

Plato glared at her for a moment, causing her to shrink back. Eventually, he forced a smile and faced Misto. "Of course. Won't you join us for dinner tomorrow?"

"Uhh...sure," Mistoffelees glanced at him and then to Victoria. He smiled when their eyes met and he nodded more confidently. "Yeah. Count me in!"

"Wonderful. Come along, Vicki," Plato demanded, putting an arm around his fiancee, leading her away. Misto stood alone on the deck, watching after her.

XOXOXO

Victoria sat in front of her mirror, looking at her reflection. She had honestly planned on dying that night. And now she was so glad she didn't. She never would have met Misto.

Suddenly, she was aware of Plato standing in the doorway. She turned aruond to face him as he approached her. He smiled and knelt by her feet. "My dear, I know you've been sad for some time now and I won't pretend I don't know why." Victoria looked at the floor. He gently cupped her chin in his paw and brought her face level to his. His eyes shone with a soft light Victoria couldn't remember ever seeing on him. He reached into his coat pocket...and pulled out a large, velvet box. "Open it," he mumbled, pressing it into her paws.

She smiled at him, her heart pounding. Paws trembling, she opened the box and gasped. Inside lay a beautiful diamond collar with a blue diamond heart charm hanging off the front.

"Oh...oh, Plato," she whispered in shock. "It's a diamond. It's...overwhelming," she mumbled as he gently hooked it on her neck.

"It was once worn by Queen Victoria's cat. They call it the Whisker of the Sea," he smiled, kissing her on the cheek. "It's for royalty. And we are royalty."

She smiled, caressing the diamond. Maybe Plato wasn't so bad after all. But when she looked over to him, it was Misto's name that almost came to her lips after the words "I love you."

XOXOXO

Victoria made her way across the deck of the ship, looking for Mistoffelees. There were many lower-class passengers eyeing her in suspicion, but she ignored their glances as she searched.

Mistoffelees sat with Pouncival on a bench, discussing how fantastic the boat was when Victoria finally found him. When she called his name, Pouncival stared in shock at Misto as if he had trees growing out of his ears.

"You know her?" he mouthed to his friend in surprise.

"Yeah. Let me talk to her," Misto smiled, patting his friend on the shoulder. Pouncival nodded, stunned, as Mistoffelees went over to Victoria, smiling.

"Hey, Miss Victoria," he greeted her with a grin.

"Mistoffelees. Could I talk to you in private?" she asked quietly.

"Oh. O-of course!" he nodded, leading her to a more remote part of the poop deck. "What's up?"

"Umm...I just wanted to thank you for last night. I was an idiot. And I know what you're thinking. Poor little rich girl, doesn't know what real misery is," she almost whined, taking his paw in hers without thinking about it.

He glanced at their entwined paws for a moment before looking at her again and shaking his head. "That's not at all what I'm thinking. I'm just wondering why a girl like you would think you had no choice but off the front of a ship?"

"It...it wasn't one thing...it was everything. Their world they want me to live in. I'm like an inscet trapped in amber. I can't get out. They're controlling me like a puppet or something," she trembled slightly.

"Is Plato one of them?" Misto asked after a pause, raising an eye brow.

"He is them," Victoria rolled her eyes.

"He's your boyfriend?" Mistoffelees asked quietly.

"Worse, I'm afraid. My fiancee," she grumbled, leaning against the rail.

"So you feel like you're stuck on a railway and you can't get off 'cause you have to marry that stiff?" Misto said, leaning beside her.

"Exactly."

"So don't marry him!" Mistoffelees shrugged.

"If only it were that simple. If only you could see my world," she sighed, shaking her head.

"I guess I will tonight," he laughed.

Trying to change the subject, Victoria grabbed a leather book he was carrying out of his paws and into hers. "What are these?"

"Just some sketches," he shrugged.

"May I?" she asked smilingly. Without waiting for an answer, she began flipping through the pages. She gasped. They were so lovely...so life like! "Misto these are beautiful! You have a true talent!"

"Nah, they're aren't worth a darn anyway," he laughed, taking one of the better ones and tossing it to the wind.

"You're crazy!" she gasped, watching it sail. "These are spectacular!"

"You know what else is spectacular, first-class girl?" he chuckled, getting to his feet and going to the railing, followed by Victoria. "Hacking hair-balls!"

"Oh, could you teach me? I've always wanted to know how. It's unfair only toms get to do it. I've always wanted to do something that would make my mother blanch!" she laughed.

"You got it!" he laughed. "Try it! HHHHNNNNKKKK! PHOOO!" He hacked a huge hair-ball and it arced over the water. "Did you see the distance on that thing?" he laughed, turning to Victoria. "Now you try it!"

She did...pathetically. It was just a tiny little thing that made her blush.

"Nope, that was horrible. It's like this:" he hacked back and screwed up his mouth...

"Victoria!"

They both stopped dead in their tracks and turned around to face Jellylourm, her upper-class queen friends, and the Unsinkable Jennyany.

"Hello, Mother."

Hehehe I always loved that scene! Well I hope you enjoyed it and please, please REVIEW!

~Rosey