A/N: Wow, sorry it took me awhile. I honestly have no idea where this is heading. It's coming and going.

To Sitara and shadowtheo: Thanks for reviewing!

To Gothic Tigress: Hehe, I want to make everything surprising, but it's hard. I'll try something unexpected next chapter.

To TLP: Thanks again! I think Munkustrap would make an amazing one.

Note: I have nothing against homosexuals. I just think Misto would be a little surprised.

"Please, Munkustrap!" Tugger pleaded in a whiny voice. "Don't switch to the Dark Side!"

"What's so bad about being a queen?" Munkustrap asked with a hurt look. Tugger clung onto Munkustrap's leg desperately. "I just don't want to be known as the tom who has a transvestite for a brother!"

"Do you have something against transvestites?" Munkustrap shot back with a stern look. The Rum Tum Tugger actually shrank back and whispered, "No, of course not, unless it involves any one of my relatives!"

"You are…sexist!" Munkustrap decided was the best way to chastise him. Tugger winced and after a few moments he paused, looking confused and answered, "How does that make me sexist?"

"Well…uh…you see, when you…well…" Tugger's older brother just could not come up with an answer.

"Uh-huh? That's a real good argument." Tugger nodded. Then Munkustrap frowned and added, "Well I heard a little something about you and Misto."

Tugger's ears perked up immediately as he grabbed Munkustrap and looked at him angrily. "Who told you that?"

"You're assaulting the Protector of the Tribe, Tugger!" the Protector squeaked. Tugger's eyes merely narrowed down to slits.

"A little birdy! A little birdy told me!" Munkustrap squealed. Then Tugger placed him down and replied, "Maybe you're right. You should become a queen."

Misto kicked a can around and waiting for something interesting to happen. He was depressed, but still needed some adventure. For far away he could hear the sound of giggling queens. Misto looked around to see what the commotion was all about and ran towards the sound.

Just as he made it to the place he found Tugger surrounded by adoring fans. It didn't really improve his mood. As Misto began to leave someone called his name.

"Hey, Misty!"

"What is it, Tugger?" Misto answered with a death glare. Tugger seemed oblivious and cheerfully shouted, "I got something to say to you."

Misto turned around sighed heavily and answered, "Then say it."

"It's kind of private." At that, Mistoffelees rolled his eyes and hissed, "Then get rid of your fan club."

"You heard the Magical Tom, scat!" Tugger cried playfully. All the queens mewed in protest but left anyway.

"What do you want, Tugger?" Misto spat distastefully. Tugger looked down at the ground and whispered something incomprehensible.

"I'm sorry, can you repeat that?" Misto asked with a weird look. Tugger was never afraid to say anything. What was it that was so important?

"I'M JEVIETEL!" Tugger screamed in Misto's ear. If he hadn't screamed it, it wouldn't have come out at all. Misto shook his head and replied sarcastically, "Wait, could you repeat that, I don't think I heard you."

"Wait – what do you mean you're Jevietel?" Misto asked far confused. "Are you hinting that you want to become a transvestite too?"

"No!" Tugger answered indignantly. "I dressed up as a queen so that I could go on a date with you."

Misto was still very confused as if Tugger was going to suddenly burst out laughing at any moment for getting him with a joke. Then Tugger continued, "I am Jevietel."

"You're lying. First, you steal her from me, and now you want to play some kind of cruel joke?" Misto cried passionately. Tugger held out his paws and said, "Wait, I'll prove it to you."

"Have fun, I'm not staying around", was the huffy reply. Tugger said the first thing he could remember, "You hate Victoria's new collar! You told me yourself."

Misto spun around in disbelief. He had told only one soul that secret since every other tom loved her new collar. There was no way, unless Jevietel had told Tugger.

"Um, you love buttermilk pancakes with exactly three blueberries on top!" Tugger remembered. "You think that Etcetera needs a muffler for her squeals. You wish that your fur wasn't so sparkly…"

Tugger would have gone on for quite awhile, but at that point Misto was convinced and truly horrified.

"OH HECK NO! THE QUEEN THAT I HAD DREAMS ABOUT IS ACTUALLY A TOM? WHAT AM I, GAY?" Misto screamed. At this Munkustrap poked his head out of a nearby garbage can and yelled back at him. "Do you have something against homosexuals?"

That got Misto to calm down a bit but he was still frightened. "Of course not. But I never expected to be gay, myself."

Tugger looked down and whispered, "I dressed up as a queen because I didn't think you'd accept me as I am."

Munkustrap looked cheerful as he said, "Why don't you become a transvestite with me, then?"

Misto and Tugger both screamed, "NO!"

Review, pwetty please? The most reviews I've ever gotten for one chapter is 6 reviews. If I get over 6 reviews, I'll update!