Boo! Hello my lovely readers! Another chapter posted. I actually wrote this at school, so if it sounds funny know that it is my school brain and not my home brain! A very special thanks to all of you including: Meow Miss K, Jemidancer2011, eld mcm, Cocobutterrox, and of course to my lovely beta Lunaraquafy! I hope you guys like it!

This is Vicky ranting!

Well now I've done it. In an attempt to perform a complicated ballet move, I severely injured my hind leg. I knew I should have stretched longer, I just felt…invincible, like nothing could ever go wrong. And now I'm in deep, Jenny says that I'm lucky to walk without a limp again, much less dance.

What am I going to do with my life? Dancing is my everything, without dancing I am incomplete. All my hard work will be thrown away. So much time has been wasted, and for what? So I could learn a new move. How could I be so foolish?

I guess I wanted to do something better, something that no other cat in the Junkyard could do. I wanted to prove that I was better than them. Ha! Look who is so high and mighty now. All curled up in her nest wasting away the days.

I suppose I should find something to occupy myself with now that my dancing is over. But what is there to do? Surely there is something, what did I do before dance? I guess I would play with the other kittens, but now that's out of the question. They all have lives of their own now.

I remember taking lessons from Jenny, she tried teaching me to crochet, but I was horrible at it. And I was far too young to join her boy scouts, not to mention I'm a queen. She tried to teach me how to sing, that didn't work either.

Damn this stupid leg! If it weren't for this dumb leg I could be dancing right now! Why me, why must I suffer this horrible fate? I was a beautiful dancer, probably the best in the tribe, and now I'm as useless as a newborn kit.

It's a terrible feeling that I have. One minute I am standing tall and gracefully, and the next I'm on the ground stripped of my mobility. Things that were once easy to me propose a challenge that is almost impossible.

I am crippled and it's my own fault, if only I had taken more time to stretch or worked out my legs more I wouldn't be in this situation. I would give anything to dance again, I want to preform pirouettes and pliés, and I want my body to become my instrument again.

There was a time when I didn't know how to dance; in fact I was the worst in the entire tribe. I was sloppy and anything but graceful, but I knew from the start that I wanted to dance. So I trained long and hard for hours each day.

I would wake up and go for a run to warm up my muscles. Then I would stretch for a while before I began my dancing. I didn't have anyone to teach me, but I knew everything that I wanted to learn and what it looked like so I taught myself.

I taught myself to count one, two, three, four, and stay sharp in my movements. I trained in leaps, jumps and turns. Stretched for hours to gain my exceptional flexibility, and worked hard to become a perfect ballerina.

For years, day in and day out I would work long and hard to become flawless. I know every single trick in the book and can execute it without flaw. I was perfection. The Everlasting Cat must not have liked that very much, because not I am here lying in my nest wasting the days away, and wallowing in self-pity.

Dancing was my identity. Before dance I was a nameless kit who mindlessly followed Tugger and was well behaved most of the time. But then I got my talent, something to separate myself from the others, I was the kitten who danced. I became the graceful one, with poise and determination.

Now I will be looked upon as the fallen one, who never stood back up.

Sorry for doing that to ya Vicky, but I needed a chapter 12. Anyhow, on with the usual babbling! I know that I'm not always posting what people request, but I have a stock pile of chapters ready so I can't always put the requested ones first BUT! I do write the ideas down in my 'I need to write this' pile.

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Have a wonderful day, knowing that Tugger will always be very sexy!