Hey everybody! Ok Ok Ok Ok so I know I haven't updated this in forever, but I've had lots going on! AP American History is consuming my life as is competive drama and the show I'm in. But hey! Here's Chapter Six! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: C'mon, why do we really have to do these things? It's called FAN fiction, not "our own personal fictions." Ok, ok, just to make those Disclaimer freaks happy...I own nothing. HA! *Ahem*

~Rosey

Chapter Six: Dancing Through Life

Victoria took a deep breath before walking towards the grand staircase, Misto's note still clutched in her paw. Her heart was thudding hard in her chest. What was she doing? She bit her lip. She was living her own life, that's what she was doing. Being with the tom she wanted to be with, not with the one she was expected to be with.

Finally she reached the staircase. And there, on the very top step next to the large clock, was Misto, a smile on his face. Victoria smiled back, scurrying up the steps and over to him. He held out a paw, taking her in his. "You wanna see a real party?" he winked.

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The steerage part of the ship reeked of beer and smoke, but Victoria was having the time of her life. Misto led her around the crowded room, dodging cats of every ethnicity she could think of. A tiny kitten approached Misto and asked him to dance. Victoria laughed as Misto and the small she-cat did an Irish jig. Wild fiddles played and Victoria watched as the lower class passengers spun around her in a crazed dance. For once, she felt purely happy. She grabbed a mug of beer, taking a sip and then facing back to the dancing. Oh what would her mother say if she saw her now?

Suddenly, Miso reached for her paw, smiling widely. "Let's dance." The she-kitten he had been dancing with frowned and crossed her arms. Misto beamed. "You're still my best girl, Cetty," he winked. The kitten grinned back and raced off into the crowd.

Misto pulled Victoria close to him, leaning his head against hers. "May I have this dance?"

"I don't know the steps," Victoria laughed.

"Me either!" Mistoffelees grinned. "Just go with the music!"

And suddenly the two were dancing in meaningless circles to the wild music, laughing in sheer bliss.

Eventually, as the music slowed for a few moments, Victoria and Mistoffelees took a break, going over to where two toms were arm-wrestling and both looked like they were in great pain. Victoria laughed. "Oh, you think you're such tough toms?" she giggled. "Watch this." Taking a deep breath, she took Misto's paw in hers and slowly raised herself up on her toes until she was standing on pointe. Yeowling in pain, she collapsed into Misto's arms, ignoring the stares she could feel she was receiving from the other toms. "I haven't done that in ages!" she giggled, wincing in pain.

"You're amazing," Mistoffelees whispered, kissing her paw. Victoria felt a shiver of satisfaction. Nobody had ever told her that before. And meant it.

And as she and Misto spun into a new improved dance, she didn't see Plato watching with a scowl of scorn from the stairs.

I know it's a short chapter for how long it's been since I updated, but trust me, I'll be updating more if time allows!

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~Rosey