Wednesday!
Thought I would never get home to type this!
"Are you sure about this?" Mistofelees hissed quietly. "I'm sure." Victoria whispered. "Plato will catch us! You know how he'll clobber ANY tom who tries to go out with you!" Mistofelees whispered back. "Viki! Babe? Where are you?" Plato called. Victoria hated Plato! She didn't want to be his 'Babe'! She would be friends with him. But being his mate was going WAY to far! "VIK!" He called again, this time more irritated. Victoria liked him as a boyfriend for maybe 3 minuetes, If that! He was abusive, he wanted more than a kiss, Victoria just wanted a peck on the lips. But Plato was trying to get more out of her! She was barely out of kitten hood! Plus Victoria knew that Mistofelees would NEVER try to force her into ANYTHING. "No Victoria, I wouldn't." Mistofelees smiled. Victoria giggled and playfully slapped Misto on the cheek(Not hard). "Stop reading my thoughts silly!" She giggled. "Okay." Misto smiled. "There you are! MISTO! What are you doing with MY girl!" Plato hissed.
Plato grabbed Victoria and yanked her away from Mistofelees pipe. "Plato! I am NOT your girl! I DON'T LIKE YOU! I NEVER WILL! WE WILL NEVER BE MATED!" Victoria hissed. "Don't be talking crazy dear." Plato laughed. "She's telling the truth Plato, she doesn't like you. She hates you. She loves me." Mistofelees tried to look brave in front of the rust colored tom. But no matter how brave Misto looked, Plato was still WAY taller. "Nonsense Mistofelees! If Victoria hated me, Victoria wouldn't let me do this." Plato started to lean down to kiss Victoria.
Victoria hissed and slapped him across the face with no mercy. "But, Viki-" "It's OVER Plato!" Victoria yowled. Then she ran over into Mistofelees arms. Plato glared at the two of them. "Fine!" He hissed.
Victoria and Mistofelees ran into the forest, near the tallest hill, and under the huge Oak Tree. Victoria hugged Misto. "I love you." She whispered. She leant up and kissed him gently. When she retreated Mistofelees looked worried. "What's wrong?" Victoria asked. "What about Plato? He'll find us tomorrow, and for sure try to kill me!" He fretted. Victoria put one finger up to his lips.
"Why can't you just live life! Forget about Tomorrow!" Victoria breathed. Mistofelees smiled. "Okay, if you say so." Then they regained the romantic kiss that started their love in the first place.
Yeah, kinda cheesy. But you know, I tried.