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The scene of the yard the next day could only be described as hauntingly beautiful. While the sky and been clear during the performances the day before, the night had taken a more colder turn and the result stood in front of the cats as they rose into the chilly air. Snow blanketed the dirt in a shallow icy cold layer, every surface visible was dusted with ice and frost that sparkled majestically like fragile diamonds in the weak morning sun. In the distance a beautiful melody of young shouts and squeals, family laughter and catchy jingles could be heard from the enigmatically decorated houses of flashing lights, strings of plant-life and colour, rainbow wrapped boxes and a constant image of one massively proportioned red man.

To sum it all up it was . . .

'Magical'

I stepped out of my mound of blankets and out of the warm comfort of my home into the frost bitten wonderland. My throat hitched at the sudden cold nip on my nose and laughed as my breath puffed out before my own eyes. Many other cats were experiencing the same situation, most turning back to the warmth of their den. I ignored the cold and gave myself a quick clean and shake (in attempt trying to smooth down my puffy coat from sleep and the cold, which was later deemed impossible) I set out in search of certain someone. That certain someone caught my eyes immediately as she stepped out of her den, salmon nose twitching at the cold and fur fluffing up, blending in with the beautiful nature of winter.

No one looked more perfect then she did in the snow scenery.

I scurried over to her, careful to keep my feet from slipping and grinned once I reached her.

"Good morning"

Victoria looked up from her grooming, her smile a light as she greeted me back.

"Misto! Morning! Ah, isn't winter amazing? It's my favourite season" She motioned to the scene before us as she spoke, sapphires sweeping over the icy imagery of the yard. I gazed at her, small smile growing on my lips.

'It suits you'

"I don't think some of the other cats agree with you" I replied back, settling myself next to her as I nodded to her Uncle, Rum Tum Tugger.

We both watched as the maine coone took one step out, gazed at the scene in front of him with undisguised distaste, fluffed up his mane and promptly walked back into his den. We broke out into chuckles.

The sound of bells tolled nearby, their echoing sound sweeping the content atmosphere of the yard as we lapsed into soft silence.

"I wonder what's so special about today" Victoria's quiet voice carried softly over the quiet area and I glanced at the flashing rainbow of lights that could be seen not far off in one of the humans houses.

I pondered the question before giving a small shrug. "I'm not sure. They certainly go all with it though, don't they?"

Victoria smiled at this.

"But it's beautiful, isn't it?"

"Yeah..."

'Not as much as you are'

I came to this clan, this yard in search for safety, somewhere where I could hide away from my past life and rebuild a new, where I could try and forget everything and live out the rest of my life in peace.

I had never meant to get more involved with these cats than I already had. Never meant to befriend any of them. Never meant to become a true Jellicle cat.

And most certainly never meant to fall in love.

That's right. I, Mistoffelees, had managed to fall in love with the daughter of the Jellicle Clan's leader and most beautiful queen around, Victoria.

It was quick a shocking revelation when I realized it. I admit I had always been... intrigued by her... enamoured, drawn to her unique appearance, and delicate looking persona. I had meant to stay that way, watching from afar, that was until her two friends Pounce and Tumble dragged me into their circle and completely ruined my plan.

It was while getting to know them and Victoria that I surprisingly realised that the pretty white queen wasn't as delicate as she seemed. The bright shine to her eyes when she smiled or laughed, the sharp spark to her retorts and teasing, her graceful clumsiness, her bright smile, her insecurities, her dreams, everything about her.

I gave a small, dry chuckle to myself as I mused. Yes, I had fallen quite hard and what's worse was that everyone else had noticed but Victoria herself.

"Misto, quick, the others are having a snow fight!" I jolted out of my thoughts to see Victoria jump up from her spot and bouncing a few steps ahead, turning around to face me as she hopped from one foot to the other, managing a simply twirl as she did before rushing off to join Pounce and Tumble in their ever imminent snow fight. I watched as ahead of her Etcetera barrelled into the fight head first, Jemima a little less reluctant while Pounce tackled Victoria into the snow, giving extra care to make sure she was completely covered before going off to target Jemima.

I didn't regret it, not one bit and while it did kind of hurt, I couldn't care less if she was oblivious to my feelings or not. She was happy, that's all that mattered to me.

'As long as I can stay by her side...'

"MISTO! What're you waiting for?" Tumble watched me expectantly, Etcetera hanging off of one shoulder as the others beckoned me with their waves and grins. I glanced at them all in turn, Tumble, Etcetera, Jemima, Pounce and finally Victoria.

Her gaze was curious, expectant and almost worried, capturing me in her never-ending pools of sapphire.

Jingling bells rung in the air around us, time frozen as I gazed at the new life I had forged and been forced upon. My ears turned at the sound of harmonising voices and excited chatter of humans around us.

I felt myself smile, a true, sincere smile. A smile that spoke only of the true happiness I felt within my heart right then and there.

'As long as I can stay like this forever...

Then I 'd truly be content'

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Merry Christmas everyone! A little (incredibly) short, kinda cheesy, fluffy , not very well-written chapter for you all!

Sorry it's not much, and it's not really part of the plot but I wanted to write a little something.

I can't really use my own Christmas experiences to write this scene as most of them I've had here, in Australia... and it's a tad too hot for snow on Christmas.

However I have been to England so hopefully my memory hasn't failed me and this is somewhat accurate. All I can really remember of England winter was the thin layer of snow and ice... and mush... and the bloody cold.

I also only wrote this the day before so there might be a few mistakes, I'll try and edit it as much to my abilities as possible.

Anyway, enjoy this random little peace until my next update (which shall bee soon!)

Again, Merry Christmas.

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A.s