Hey, all. Yeah, I decided to write a second chapter from Misto's point of view. It didn't turn out as good as I wanted it to, though... But hopefully you will like it! :)

Same ol' disclaimer here.

Fanciful Realities

A Drabble by januaryfreeze92

She ran ahead of me, her lithe body almost blending in with the snow. Most of my friends I would just catch up with already and most likely tackle them into the snow, such as Tumblebrutus or Alonzo, but I didn't have the heart to do so to her. Even is the pout she would surely display would be quite enticing.

But I let her race ahead, finally stopping at a rusty, bright blue car. She pounced gracefully onto it's roof. "I win!" Victoria cheered happily and I chuckled. "Yes, you do," I said, climbing up beside her. She was stunning, more beautiful than anything my powers could conjure up. We looked out in the direction of the center of the junkyard, watching as the other Jellicles made their ways to wherever it was they were going before going back to their homes or nests.

She looked over at me, her bright brown eyes warm, almost making the biting cold bearable. Distracted by her eyes, I didn't notice my bad placement on the roof of the car and went sliding down the windshield and onto the hood.

"For a magical cat, you're not very graceful," she teased and I, quite immaturely, stuck my tongue out at her, causing her to giggle. It was amazing how she could make me come out of my shell. I was the aloof, shy kitten... But she made me into the bold tom I longed to be. I lounged on the hood, the angle of the windshield almost like a reclining chair and she climbed down to sit beside me.

We talked for a little bit about meaningless bits of gossip from around the junkyard. One part of the conversation I swore I would never forget was when I mentioned the Tugger Fan Club.

"So they have a name for them now?" she asked with a laugh.

I couldn't help but laugh as well. "Them? I thought you were one of the biggest members," I teased, remembering how Victoria would meow and giggle like a kitten when he passed.

"I officially resigned my membership. Besides, there are other fan clubs that I would benefit from much more. Even though those benefits don't include pelvic thrusts," she laughed, resting a paw on my shoulder.

"Like who?" I asked curiously and I could have sworn she blushed before changing the subject rather smoothly, smiling a bit to herself.

I looked up at her sleepily, the cold air around me a bit uncomfortable. But as long as she was with me, there was no where else I would rather be. I felt my eyes flutter a bit, the image of the beautiful, pure white cat growing more and more blurry before everything went dark.

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"Victoria?" I muttered sleepily, stretching my arms above my head and I felt her nuzzle my neck. I had the most fanciful dream, one I could never dream of coming true. Victoria telling me she... loved me? It was impossible, no doubt, but it felt so real. It even took place here, on this car no less. My mind was playing tricks on me. Victoria would never think of me like that. She would never caress my cheek or even kissed my forehead as I dreamed she did... Oh, how I longed for those tricks to be real.

"That's me," I heard her whisper and I opened my eyes, not helping but to smile. She was a wonderful sight to wake up to. When I saw her smile back down at me my heart almost melted. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and sat up. Noticing her shivering, I frowned and looked up at the sky. It was much later than I thought and I felt badly for falling asleep and causing her to be out here so long.

"It's freezing out here," I observed softly and she nodded without saying anything. I wrapped an arm around the queen that I truly adored so much, trying to warm her a bit.

If only she really did love me too.