Sup! This is my sixth Cats fanfic I think. It's my 3rd and half one of of Misto and Tugger, I think. I cna hardly remember. Anyway, I'm taking this one differently from my others because I'm writing it as a Misto and Quaxo or twins type of story. But it is NOT a love triangle. I get so annoyed of triangles because I want all three to be together in some polygamy/polyandry type of thing but it never happens :p
Anyway, this is in 3rd person. I prefer 1st, but not for fanfics. Though it's mostly about Tugger and how he feels. I don't own Cats, by the way.
Enjoy!
The Rum Tum Tugger was a smart cat, but no one actually knew that. When he was a kitten, there were two things he wanted: knowledge, and attention. His oldest brother Macavity told him, "If you're smart, no one will like you. Look at Munkustrap."
"But you're smart and people like you," said Tugger.
"No one likes me. I'm smart and get attention, but that doesn't mean people like me."
"But Munky's smart and gets attention."
"But that doesn't mean people like him."
"Oh, now I see," said Tugger, smiling.
"So, since you're so smart, you should hide it and act dumb if you want people to like you. Everyone will get intimidated by you if they know you're smart, and people don't like that. If you want attention, then act out."
"Okay!"
So Tugger strutted about the next day and acted stupid with the other kittens. He acted stupid by doing stupid things and everyone noticed. All eyes were on him and he loved it, since no one ever payed attention to him. As he was walking away from his kitten friends, he heard one say, "What an idiot."
Tugger frowned, since he didn't want people to think he was stupid. But, he wanted more attention than he wanted people to think he was smart. He turned back and approached the black and white kitten, the only friend of Munk's, and said, "I am not an idiot. I'm the Rum Tum Tugger."
And that's the day he left his mark in everyone's mind.
Tugger became so caught up with himself that he never really knew anyone. He of course knew his father and brothers, but not anyone else. He knew names and faces but he couldn't tell you a fact about any of them that everyone already didn't know. He knew Etcetera was obsessive and Alonzo was protective. Bomba was flirtatious. Cori and Tanti were psychic. Quaxo was loud while Mistoffelees was shy. Tumbles and Pouncival were best friends. Plato was noble. Vicki was quiet and elegant. Electra was a tomboy. Jemima was a dreamer. Demeter had a mysterious past. Jerrie and Teazer were misguided. Asparagus was private. Addie was an airhead. Cassandra was mysterious. Exotica was hardly around. Jelly was loving. Jenny was protective. Skimble was kittenish. Bustopher was a tool, and Gus had Alzhiemer's. He couldn't tell you anything else about any of them, maybe a few facts about the older ones, but otherwise he didn't know and he didn't care. He just cared about himself.
He didn't sleep around a lot, either. Everyone thought he did, but he didn't. He just flirted like crazy. Everyone thought they knew the Rum Tum Tugger, but they were wrong. They thought he was a stupid slut who only cared about himself, but it was all an image, one that consumed him, one he wanted to escape from. In reality, he was smart, lonely, and wanted to care about others, wanted to be with the one. He wished he hadn't done what Macavity said because he was wrong. Everyone loved Munk and he was smart. Tugger wanted to be smart, liked, and himself. He wanted to know others and wanted them to know him. Though it was image that ruined it all. He was too afraid to be himself because everyone judged everyone else so harshly. He was Deuteronomy's son, Macavity's and Munk's brother, he'd be judged more than anyone else. He was expected to be like Munk and his father, or turn out like Macavity and run out. He just wanted to be accepted, and his image seemed the only way he could come close enough to being accepted.
Even if it was out of character.