Story: "Who Am I Now?"
Chapter: 6: "Wake Up Everybody"
Author: SensesFaillxx

same disclaimers, same warnings

Thanks to all my review-ers!

FantabulousMe: Thanks:) I knew I wanted Munkustrap to forgive Tugger eventually, but I think I might have rushed it. Hope you like this chapter.

HPJellicleCat: Thanks:) I'm guessing you liked the fluffiness? I'm verrry honored to be your 'favorite author'! I'm loving your story too!

CrazyIndigoChild: Thanks:) I hope I didn't rush into Misto's first time. The way I was going was that Tugger's not bothered by all the sex he's having. He was just worried because it was his first time with another guy. That's why he prayed first.

DontBeAZombie: Thanks:) Misto and Tugger have a lot to talk about afterwards. And as for Munkustrap, he's just getting by, trying to get used to the whole thing. But…he doesn't know Tugger's 'obsession' with Mist.:)

I hope this one isn't too short. I'll try to add a lot of detail!

The next morning I woke up wrapped in Misto's arms.

"Mist…wake up…wake up!" I urged at him.

His eyes suddenly opened. "Wha-? Tugg?" he asked sleepily. "Oh…I slept here?" He seemed as if he didn't even remember the night before.

"Yeah." I smiled. "Uhh…Not to rush or anything, but you should probably go before Munkustrap finds out you spent the night."

"Why?"

"Because…" I sat up. "Jemima and Vikki are here," I said to Misto.

"What? How do you know?"

"I've gotten used to it…"

Misto looked confusedly at me.

"I can sense them…only the kittens. I need to know when those hyperactive little freaks are gunna chase me down." I could tell Misto was still a bit confused. "It's like how Demeter can sense Macavity. Plus…my niece is a loud one!" I got up and walked to a drawer, still wearing nothing but boxers. "Hey Mist. Do you need to borrow a shirt?"

"Oh…" He looked down, still drowsy. "Uhh...yeah, actually I probably do need one. Would that be okay?"

"Of course, Love." I tossed him a plaid button-down, as I grabbed a shirt and jeans for myself.

"I can't remember what we did with my shirt…" He said to me, looking aimlessly around the room. "But there's no way I'm walking out of here in my boxers to go find it."

"Good call Mist. I threw it somewhere in here. It'll pop up…eventually."

I was about to do my belt when the door opened behind me. Misto froze.

Should I even dare to turn around?

Of course, as the curious guy, I did. There was Munkustrap, looking confused and awkward.

My speechless brother handed me my Bible. "I…I found it…"

I opened it up to the first page. There it was. My name, The Rum Tum Tugger, was written on the inside.

"Uhh…" My brother turned to Misto. "Victoria was looking for you," he said quickly. "I'll tell her you're here." Munkustrap turned around to exit, shutting the door behind him.

Damn. Munkustrap knows. He totally knows. Me and Misto both had no shirts on, and I was buttoning my belt. He defiantly pieced it together…Awkward…

I looked to the ground in embarrassment.

"Let me guess," Misto said, rolling his eyes. "Munkustrap doesn't know…"

I looked at him and nodded.

"Typical…I should have known." Misto stood up, as if he was going to leave.

"No, no, no, no!" I shouted, running towards the bed. "It doesn't matter Mist. I mean, we're alone now. It's not like Munkustrap would walk in again after…that." I kissed him lightly, and waited for a response.

Misto smiled. That's all I needed to see.

"C'mon, let's go inside." We both got up. "I'll make eggs."

"Why eggs?" Misto asked.

"Why not eggs?" I shot back playfully. "Uhh…in celebration of us."

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"Misto! There you are!" Victoria squealed as we walked to the kitchen.

"Here I am," he joked with his sister.

"Why were you here anyway?" an innocent, naïve Jemima asked.

"We had a sleepover. Just like you two…Well, not exactly…" I said, winking at Misto. I laughed and walked past them to get to the fridge.

Munkustrap whispered to me, "Not in front of the kids Bro." I was still laughing at my own joke, but he was totally serious.

"Whatever Munku. It goes right over their heads," I whispered back.

"Not the point…" He still looked serious.

"Munkustrap. You're not mad at me are you?"

"No! Of course not! It's just…" He let out a long sigh. "I guess I just need to get used to this."

"Get used to what?" I grabbed a few eggs from the carton and slid the rest back into the fridge.

"Huh?" Munkustrap looked confused. "Tugger, are we on the same page?"

"Not in front of the kids, Bro." I whispered, imitating my brother. He rolled his eyes as we both started to crack up. "By the way, where did you find my Bible?"

"Oh, well I went to school to get all the worked I missed from suspension. Someone said it was found in the courtyard and gave it to me."

"Wow. Only you would go to school on your day off!"

"Hey. Mid-terms are next week! I need to catch up on what I missed." He sighed again. "So apparently the choir was better than ever."

"Yeah…Sorry about that by the way."

"Hey, it was my fault. Don't sweat it." He smiled.

I triumphed in my head, happy that Munkustrap finally admitted the fight was his fault. "Well hey; you're the senior who missed his last high school concert ever."

"Yeah, so stop reminding me."

"Oh. My bad. Anyway…want any eggs?"

"Hm? Oh, no. But ask the kids."

"Alright…" I started to walk away, towards the stove.

"Oh, Tugger," he said, his tone lowering once again. I turned around. "I expect updates with Misto now," he said in his overprotective older brother tone.

I smiled. "Oh, of course." I rolled my eyes, joking.

"Wait. Really. I mean…" he paused, thinking of correct words to use. "How long has this been going on?"

It suddenly turned awkward again. "Since…yesterday."

Munkustrap's eyes widened. "Tugger? It wasn't just a one-time thing was it? Misto's not like all those girls. You know that, right?"

"Yes, I realize that Mom. You don't even know the whole story…"

"Okay well, I'd like to know the whole story."

"Fine I'll tell you. But you can't interfere!"

"Of course Bro."

"After breakfast." I walked over to the stove to cook the eggs for everyone.

He thinks I'm telling him…