Alonzo didn't consider himself a bully. He was in that position where he didn't want to hurt Munk but at the same time, he did. It was confusing him. A part of him was intrigued by Munk, but the other part was still hostile to him. Whenever he was mean to Munk, no one else was around. Though when Alonzo was with some friends and they were talking about Munk, he listened in, finding himself interested what they were saying. When Alonzo was alone, he'd daydream, whether it be about Munk or something else, he was always in his most relaxed state.

He didn't necessarily enjoy being a jerk to Munk. Sometimes he did, but a lot of times he didn't. He mostly just liked to see Munk in a vulnerable state. Even as they grew older and more mature, Alonzo would still pick on Munk. He stopped shoving him into mud and doing childish things like that, but instead just antagonized Munk. Alonzo got a lot of hell from Tugger, but he was okay with that, because he actually admired Tugger more when he got defensive of his brother, because otherwise Tugger just looked like an idiot to Alonzo. Though once they became toms, Alonzo didn't exactly have any time to annoy Munk, since Munk became Jellicle Protector.

It was three weeks after Alonzo became a tom that him, Tugger, and Munk were called into Deuteronomy's den. Alonzo thought he was in trouble, and even though he was eighteen, he still felt like a kitten sitting in front of the Jellicle Leader.

"You three," began Old Deuteronomy. "Are the oldest of your generation. Macavity would've been here, too, if only he hadn't left." Munk and Tugger looked down, always upset at remembering how their brother disappeared, and had turned into someone to prevent from coming to the tribe. "There's a generations gap between the older cats, and then you, the younger ones. There's no one in between. Do you know why?"

"Because the tribe had just been formed and the older ones were the only ones that came to the tribe, and they had kittens around the same time," said Munk. "Jenny and Skimble and the others had all known each other and were looking for a place of refuge from the chaos outside. So, they came here and found you and Mom..."

Deuteronomy nodded. "Exactly. We don't want another lost generation, and we don't anyone to be hurt within this tribe. The older Jellicles are in their fifties now, and they don't have as much stamina as they use to. Gus can't be the Jellicle Protector anymore." Deuteronomy paused. "And that's why I'm making you the Jellicle Protector, Munkustrap."

Munk looked up to his father and smiled. "Really?"

Deuteronomy smiled and nodded. "And - so you won't be the only one, I'm making Alonzo your second in command."

"What?" shouted Tugger.

Deuteronomy looked at his youngest son, surprised. "I'm sorry, Tugger. I didn't think you'd want to have that position as second."

"No, believe me, I don't," Tugger said. "But surely you can do better than Alonzo? For one thing, he's a jerk that only wants to do things for himself and not to mention he's arrogant and mean."

Alonzo looked down, truly hurt by Tugger's words. It never occured to Alonzo that Tugger really hated him. Alonzo just thought Tugger got annoyed of him, and he never really cared that much about what Tugger thought because he always thought Tugger was inferior to him, but sitting there and having him berate him and degrade him, he suddenly realized that Tugger was definitely not inferior to him. Then, to top it all off, Munk wasn't saying anything, and his silence only made Alonzo feel like Munk truly hated Alonzo, too.

"Tugger," said Deuteronomy. "What is the meaning of this? Even if these allegations against Alonzo are true, I figure that surely you of all people would accept Alonzo's flaws."

Tugger frowned, not appreciating what his dad was rubbing in his face. "But-"

"But nothing," said Munk to Tugger. "It'll be fine. We can deal with the things that bother us."

Alonzo frowned more, knowing that the "things that bother" them was him.

"Well then, it's settled. Report here at six tomorrow, Alonzo and Munkustrap, and I'll give you your orders."

The three stood up and Alonzo walked out ahead of them, running to his new den that he got for himself two weeks ago. He sat down on his bed, feeling like crap. Tugger's words burned in his ears. Jerk. Wants to do things for himself. Arrogant. Mean. I'm not that much of a jerk, am I? he asked himself. And I definitely don't want to do things for myself - do I? Arrogant? Well...Tugger is arrogant, too! And I'm not mean! Alonzo fell back onto his bed, disappointed in himself. What am I suppose to do? I wasn't born a Jellicle. I'm an outsider. I have to do things in order to get by in this tribe. I'm just defensive.

"Alonzo?"

Alonzo sat up to see Jemima peaking into the room. "Hey Jemi," he sighed, sitting up.

She entered and sat on the floor in front of him. Even though Jemima was Grizabella's youngest, Alonzo always pictured her as a younger sister. She already had two older siblings, Demeter and Plato, but Jemima went to Alonzo for guidance.

"What can I do for you?" he asked.

"Well, I saw Pouncival this morning..."

Alonzo smirked. Jemima had a big crush on Pouncival, and she always came to Alonzo when she needed advice.

"And he was talking to Electra and Ettcy." Jemima looked up at him with her big eyes that looked so sad.

"Oh, don't worry," he said taking her into his arms. "He can talk to other girls, Jemi. He definitely likes you anyway, and so there's no need to worry."

She sighed. "How can I get him to notice me, though?"

"He already does notice you. You just have to talk to him."

"What do I say?"

"Whatever you want to say."

Munkustrap had been on his way to talk to Alonzo when he saw Jemima enter his den. He overheard them talking, and he smirked. Maybe Alonzo isn't so bad afterall, Munk thought, admiring that Alonzo could help someone. Once Jemima left, a smile on her face, Munk entered.

Alonzo looked at him, not wanting to see him at all. "What?" he asked.

"I know you don't like me, Alonzo, but tomorrow, our differences need to be set aside for the sake of the tribe," Munk said.

"You think I don't know that? You're a real piece of work, you know that Munk?" Alonzo was getting too defensive, and he knew it, but couldn't stop himself. "I mean, you think I'm a jerk, but you're the jerk!"

"Alonzo," said Munk. Normally, Munk would freeze up at being called a jerk, but for some reason, with Alonzo, he could handle him pointing out his flaws. "That's unnecessary."

"Unnecessary? Was it necessary for Tugger to call me a jerk and arrogant and mean all in front of your dad? I'm guessing so considereing you didn't say anything and goddam Munk! Will you stop looking at me like that?"

"Like what?" Munk asked.

"Like you're better than me! We all know you're better than me so you can just stop reminding me!"

"Who says I'm better than you?"

"Everyone! They say you're perfect and so much better than everyone, even better than your dad!"

"I find that hard to believe."

"Well it's true and you know it's true. You just know that if you admit that you're better than anyone then everyone will be able to see the real jerk you are!"

Munk sighed, actually disappointed in Alonzo. "I'll see you tomorrow." And then he walked out, leaving Alonzo to feel like shit.