Hey all! I know I haven't updated this in forever, but I hope to do so more frequently now! Then again...I have LOTSA fics in the works...So we shall see what the plot bunnies decide for meh! Oh, and I combined Captain Smith and Mr. Andrews into one character in this: Munkustrap! He's so special he can be two characters all in one:)

Dislcaimer: I. Own. Nothing.

~Rosey

Chapter Seven: I'm Flying!

Victoria made her way along the deck of Titanic in the early morning light, her heart pounding. Only moments ago Plato had confronted her about never seeing Mistoffelees again, and then her mother gave her the same speech. Plato had been so furious he had thrown the breakfast table across the room and all but pushed her off her chair. Her mother had confronted her while she was dressing, and used painfully tight corset-lace tugs to emphasize her point. Victoria was never to see Misto again. Never! Tears stinging her eyes, she leaned up against the rail, looking out at the ocean. Suddenly, she was joined by Captain Munkustrap. Turning with surprise, she faced him with a meek smile. "Good morning, Captain."

"Good Morning, Miss Victoria," he smiled politely. "How are you doing?"

"I'm well, thank you," she replied vaguely. "Captain, I've been thinking. According to my calculations, with the number of passengers on the ship, there's not nearly enough lifeboats for all the passengers."

Munkustrap chuckled slightly and nodded, putting a hand on her shoulder. "I'm afraid you're right, ma'am. They said the deck would look too 'cluttered' if we had enough lifeboats for all the passengers. There's not nearly enough. But, don't fear, Miss Victoria. I assure you there will be no need for them on this voyage."

Victoria sighed and nodded, trying for a smile and failing. "As you say, Captain Munkustrap. If you'll excuse me." And Victoria turned and trotted away.

"Victoria!" The white queen turned around and gasped when she saw Mistoffelees standing there.

"I can't talk to you," she mumbled, walking hurriedly away.

"Hey hey hey!" Misto whispered, grabbing her arm.

"Please," she faced him, her eyes pleading desperately. "I can't-"

"Just wait-a minute," Mistoffelees begged, gently pulling her into a small room near them. He softly held her shoulders, looking at her in worry. "Tori, listen to me-"

"Misto, this is impossible. I can't see you," Victoria whispered shakily, fighting tears.

"Tori, listen to me," Misto begged again. "You're no picnic... you're a spoiled little brat even, but under that you're a strong, pure heart, and you're the most amazingly astounding girl I've ever known and-" Mistoffelees faltered, his emotions getting the best of him. "All I know is you're the most...Tori, I have nothing to give you. No money, no future, nothing. But they've got you trapped, Victoria. And like I said...I'm involved now. You jump I jump, remember? I've gotta make sure you're okay. And...you're their puppet, Vicky! And you'll die if you don't break free. Not now, not tomorrow, maybe, 'cause you're strong. But sooner or later...That fire..." Misto stopped, touching her face tentatively. "That fire I love about you, Tori...It's gonna go out."

Victoria looked at him helplessly for a moment, her paws longing for his, before she broke the trance by shaking her head. "It's not up to you to save me, Misto."

"Only you can do that," Mistoffelees mumbled in agreement.

"So, please let me go," Victoria finished helplessly, pushing out of Misto's arms and scurrying out onto the deck, refusing to look back.

xoxoxo

Victoria sat at a table in the fanciest dining room in the ship with her mother and Jellylourm's first-class friends. Their constant drone was a low buzz in her ears as she looked helplessly around the room.

That fire that I love about you, Tori...It's gonna go out.

Yes, she knew he was right. Of course he was. He may have little to no education, but Mistoffelees was cleverer and more real than any tom Victoria had ever met.

"Jemima!" Victoria was broken from her thoughts by the sound of a queen's scolding coming from a table near her. She turned her head slighltly and saw a tiny red, white, and black kitten being scolded by her mother for not having her napkin in her lap. Jemima straightened her back and fixed the napkin before folding her hands across her lap, conforming instantly to her mother's desire.

That was all Victoria saw before she darted out of the dining room.

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It was sunset, and it was the most beautiful sunset Mistoffelees could imagine. But something was missing, and he knew exactly who she was. So he stood alone on the deck at the front of the ship, longing for her more than he had ever longed for anything.

"Misto?"

His heart leaping to his throat, Misto turned around and saw Victoria standing there behind him, the breeze blowing her fur gently. He smiled, as did she. "I changed my mind," she shrugged with a curved smile. She took a step towards him, talking quickly. "Look I didn't-"

"Shh," Mistoffelees shushed her quietly. He took her paw gently, a grin on his face. "Close your eyes."

Trusting him completely, Victoria obediently shut her eyes. Mistoffelees grinned happily, taking her paw in his. He gently lead her to the bow of the ship, and then whispered quietly into her ear. "Do you trust me?"

"I trust you," she giggled warmly.

"Alright. Step up," he murmured lovingly, helping her up onto the railing. He gently pressed her against it with his body before softly raising her arms out to either side of her, holding them there like wings. "Alright," he whispered into her fur. "Open your eyes."

Victoria's eye lids parted and she gasped, looking across the golden sea and sky, the wind blowing past her sweetly as the boat cut through the water. "I'm flying, Misto!" she gasped happily, an uncontrollable smile crossing her face.

Misto wrapped his arms around her, pressing his face to hers, singing quietly in her ear. "Come Josephine in your flying machine...And it's up she goes...Up she goes..."

Victoria turned her head to his, and in seconds they were wrapped in a passionate kiss. And in hours, Titanic would be sinking to the bottom of the ocean.

BUM-BUM-BUMMM! Yes, there was the flying scene! And yes, in a few chappys, the wonderful ship will be sinking. Wanna see more action and romance?

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~Rosey