I decided to pick myself up the next morning and go to the junkyard. I missed all my old friends that still lived there. I guess I was just one of the luckier Jellicles that lived to become successful.

I walked to the junkyard, and on the way there I saw many strays. Seeing so many cats out there that are abused and hungry made me sad. I couldn't let that bother me right then, so I just kept on smiling.

I arrived at the junkyard about twenty minutes later. Munkustrap was guarding the front gate, and he greeted me.

"Oh! Well! Look who it is! Quaxo, my good man, you've grown. What brings you back to your childhood home, I haven't seen you in ages!"

"Good morning, Munkustrap. I got all of my work out of the way yesterday, so I thought I'd come pay a visit to my Jellicle friends. It's always nice to catch up."

A smile appeared on his face, "That's good to hear, my friend. Come on in!"

The grey tom opened the gate for me and I walked in. I had forgotten how dirty the junkyard was. I was so used to clean tiled floors and daily baths… I really had gotten stuck up. This saddened me, as well. I wasn't having a very good day.

Old Deuteronomy sounded like a good person to see first. I made my way to his old, homey den and knocked on the door.

"Coming!" I heard his wise voice say.

When he answered the door, a shocked expression filled his face. "Quaxo!"

"Yes, sir, it's me. May I come in?"

"Why of course."

I went into his den and sat down in a burgundy chair. His house smelt of old, dusty books and herbal tea.

He looked at my with curiosity and said, "What brings you back to the junkyard, today, Quaxo?"

"Well, sir, to be honest, I'm trying to find what I really what in life."

"Hmm?"

I continued, "You see, sir, my parents have set up an arranged marriage for me with Victoria, the white queen. Do you remember her?"

"Oh, yes. She's beautiful, and such a wonderful dancer. Well, what is the problem with that, young Quaxo?"

"I could never love her the way they want me to. She's more like a sister figure in my life. I want to find true love, like Skimbleshanks and Jennyanydots. They're in love, and Victoria and I are not."

"Ah. Well, you cannot make love appear through thin air, and you cannot buy it. It will come to you, though, have no fear. You'll know when it finds you, Quaxo, you'll know."

With that, I left his den. I thought I might go find my half-brother, Alonzo. When I got to his den on the other side of the junkyard, however, his door was locked. The night patrol cat was asleep. I left him a message on his doorway, reading:

Alonzo, when you get the chance, come visit me. I need to talk to you. I'm having a sort of crisis and I needy the help of an older brother. Please come soon. -Quaxo

I wondered when he'd get the time to visit. He works every single night and sleeps all day. My doubts of ever getting the advice of my half-brother grew. I decided to pay a visit to all the other cats I grew up with, like Jemima and Plato.

My last stop was to the den of Electra and Etcetera. I was shocked to see Etcetera in the arms of Admetus. The crazy, Tugger-obsessed kitten had grown into a sophisticated queen, and soon-to-be mother. I was very proud for the two of them, so I wished them my best, then left.

I guess it was time to return back to my pampered, spoiled lifestyle, which honestly, I hated.