Pouncival sighed and walked out of his den. Electra was still missing, and it was one hour till Christmas morning. He stood under the star studded sky, thinking about her.

"P-Pounce?"

He whirled around to see Electra, snow covered and shaking, standing one or two feet behind him. He ran to her, wrapping her in a tight embrace.

"Lec, oh my God. Thank goodness you're safe."

She nuzzled into his shoulder.

"Yay. Finally the ice on my nose is melting."

Pouncival laughed softly.

"Are you okay?"

Electra nodded and hugged him tighter. She looked up and her eyes widened.

"Mistletoe," she whispered.

Pouncival looked up. There was a branch of mistletoe hanging above their heads. He smiled, knowing what this ment. Softly, he lifted her chin with one finger. He stared into her beautiful amber eyes. He leaned towards her. Their lips met gently. Pouncival lost himself in the bliss. Finally.

Electra's mind was fuzzy and she felt warmth rising in her tortoiseshell cheeks. She deepened the kiss, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck.

Up in the overhead piles of junk, Etcetera, Plato, Victoria, and Tumble giggled quietly. Etcetera pulled on the branch of mistletoe in her paws. It rose up and out of sight of the two kissing Jellicles.

"I knew it would happen sooner or later," Plato whispered smugly.

Victoria purred and kissed his cheek.

"Come on guys. Let's leave them alone."

Tumble smiled and took Etcetera's paw as they followed Plato and Victoria away.