After saying goodbye to Pouncival and Admetus, Victoria left to say farewell to some more of her friends. Jemima and Misto caught up to her and together, they shared Vicky's last day with her. Etcetera left to go and adore Tugger.

"Why do you have to go?" Misto kept whining. Secretly, Victoria knew that he had a small crush on her.

But he couldn't use a love potion on her, cause he wasn't that good at magic yet. All he knew was a card trick, but the kittens could only find one card. It was quite sad, and pathetic.

"Hush, now, Misto!" Jemima hissed under her breath, "this is Victoria's choice, not yours."

"If it were up to me, she wouldn't have to go." Misto replied, "Their forcing her to go, Jemmy. She's not choosing." Jemima just rolled her eyes and caught sight of Demeter, her mother, and Munkustrap, her step-father. Macavity was her real father, and he still struck fear into her.

"Hey there, Jemima," Demeter meowed, "why the long face?" "Victoria's being forced to leave!" Misto cried, "it's unfair!" Victoria smiled lightly and touched Misto's shoulder.

"Thanks, Misto," Victoria mewed softly, "you're a great friend." That seemed to make Mistoffelees' day because he smiled smugly at Jemima who rolled her eyes.

"What?" Munkustrap asked, "you're leaving the Jellicle Tribe? Why?" Victoria sighed, "I'm going to sea with Aunt Griddlebone…" "Oh, I'm sorry, Vicky." Demeter meowed softly, grabbing Munkustrap's hand, "I wish there was something we could do to make things better for you."

"Could I announce it to the whole Tribe instead of having to tell each cat individually? It would be much easier on me." Nodding, Munkustrap thought that over, "I think we can do that… then you can say all your goodbyes as soon as your announcement is over." "Okay," Victoria mewed, then she climbed on top of the rusty old car in the Junkyard and waited while Munkustrap gathered up all the other Jellicle Cats.

As soon as she was sure she had everyone's attention, she began her farewell, "As you all may know, I am leaving the Jellicle Tribe. It has been a good year and a half, and I am glad I knew each and everyone of you… You all should know that I will never forget any of you, and no one could ever replace you…"

At this point, Victoria's eyes were overflowing with tears and her strong voice turned to muffled sobs as she overlooked everyone she knew her whole life, Tantomile, Skimbleshanks, Jennyanydots, and everyone else she knew and loved.

"I-I hope t-that I can one d-day r-r-eturn to the Junkyard." But that was all she could manage to choke out before her sobs took over her and she cried her eyes out.