Misto moved closer to Tugger, sitting in his lap. He moved his lips slowly and lovingly against Tugger's. Their arms wrapped around each other in a passionate embrace.
"Oh Tugger," breathed Misto. He looked at the older tom. "Do you really like me?"
"Of course I do," Tugger said and kissed him sweetly. He smiled. "I suppose you've turned me gay."
Misto giggled. "I think we should get back. Quaxo's probably gonna kill me at how late I've been out."
"Okay," sighed Tugger. "If we have to." He stood up and attemtped to get out, but stepped on Misto's tail, getting a loud squeak. "Shit, sorry." He tried some more but was having trouble fitting through. "You try."
Misto stood up but Tugger was in the way, and after a few minutes of struggling, they decided that they couldn't get out.
"Okay, come here." Tugger wrapped his arms around Misto and leaned against the side of the jar. He thrusted against it and the jar fell with the two of them in it. It shattered and the two were free, but Tugger cussed as some pain hit through him.
"Oh, oh, let me see," said Misto, who wasn't hurt.
Tugger rolled over and Misto inspected the little cuts he received from the glass. He picked out some tiny shards of glass and then used his magic to help sooth the cuts. He planted a kiss on them and rolled Tugger over. "Better?"
"Yeah, I suppose. It was horribly traumatizing. Perhaps you could calm me down?"
Misto giggled and kissed Tugger. "Come on. Let's go home."
"Munkustrap!"
Munk shot up out of bed, squinting at the light coming into the room. "What?" he groaned.
"Munk! I have to talk to you!"
He blinked a few times and saw Tugger sitting next to his bed eagerly with a big grin on his face.
"Zo, get up," Munk mumbled, nudging the tom next to him.
"Why?" groaned Alonzo.
"Tugger has to talk to me."
"Tell him to fuck off."
"It's important!" Tugger cried.
Alonzo sighed and looked at the mained coon. Tugger was a few months older, but he acted to much more immature than Alonzo. "Fine. I'm gonna get breakfast," he said and left the brothers.
Munk sighed and sat up in his bed. "So, what's so important you had to wake me so early?" Munk asked.
Tugger hopped onto the bed and sat close to his brother, still grinning big.
Munk had to smile at seeing his brother so genuinely happy.
"I'm in love!" exclaimed Tugger.
"What?" Munk asked.
"Sort of, it's not officially love, but it's getting there. Oh Munk," exhaled Tugger, rolling onto his back and resting his head in his brother's lap. "Is this the way you felt when you and Alonzo finally got together?"
"If you mean extremely horny then yes."
"Don't be such a pig. I mean, didn't you feel so overwhelmed with joy and so complete?"
"Yes, now tell me who's making you feel this way."
Tugger rolled over and got face to face with his brother, his large grin returning. "Mistoffelees!"
"Mistoffelees?"
"Yeah," sighed Tugger dreamily, returning his head to his brother's lap. "Oh Munk, he's so wonderful. So beautiful. And he likes me for me. As in my real self. Oh I use to feel so empty but then I saw him dancing."
"Dancing?"
"Dancing. He was incredible and so vulnerable and beautiful. We got talking and I found myself so lovestruck by his adorable self. Oh Munk, I just want to shout it at the top of my lungs. He makes me want to be myself. It's so completely out of character and I love it! I just wanna go up and kiss him immediately."
"Well before you do that, make sure it's not Quaxo."
"You're right! They should really get separate dens."
"They're twins, it'll be hard to separate them."
"I'm gonna go see him now." Tugger sat up, kissed his brother's cheek and skipped out of the den.
Munk chuckled at his brother, glad to see him so happy.
Tugger walked lightly, a skip in his strut, a grin on his face. Everyone was out and about, and they normally would've gone to talk to him, but they were so baffled to see Tugger so different. Tugger walked to the twins' den and entered without knocking. Misto was at the vanity, fixing his fur while Quaxo was asleep on a bed.
Misto saw Tugger in the mirror and turned around, a smile on his face. He put a finger to his lips to tell Tugger not to talk. They tip-toed out of the den and skipped away to the back of the Junkyard. They hid in the big junk pile in the back under some boxes. They immediately embraced and kissed.
And then they talked.
They had those talks that lasted forever but seemed too short, the ones that were about everything. The ones where they told each other things that they'd remember, but the ones where they wouldn't remember the conversation itself, just what came from it. The talks where they held each other and kissed in between them. Where they'd laugh and whisper and cuddle, where they reveal themselves like they never had before to anyone, where they felt more connected in the world.
"Oh Tugger," sighed Misto. "You make me feel like I belong in the world, and like I'm special at the same time."
"You are special, and you do belong in the world," Tugger said, running his fingers through his fur. "You belong with me."
"Are we ever gonna tell anyone about this?"
"Sure, some day, and if they run us out, we can stay with my brother."
"You mean Macavity?"
"Yeah, he offered a place to me if I ever wanted to leave. He likes toms, too, so he'd understand."
"Macavity likes toms?"
"Yeah, believe it or not. So does Munk. He's with Alonzo."
"Really?"
"Yep, but don't spread that around."
"I won't."
The two departed to their dens shortly, kissing lightly before having to separate.
Misto hopped onto his bed and avoided eye contact with his brother.
"Where have you been?" Quaxo asked.
"Out."
"No duh. Out with who?"
"Um...Tugger," Misto mumbled.
"Doing what?"
"Just talking."
"Walking about what?"
"Everything."
Quaxo sat next to his brother. "Everything? Then that means you were talking about me and Vicki and Munk and-"
"No, not you or Vicki. We mentioned Munk but-"
"But what?" Quaxo asked, smirking.
"Nothing," Misto said, biting his lip.
"You know you'll have to tell me Misto. So you might as well tell me now."
Misto looked at his brother and sighed, knowing he'd have to tell him. "Fine, Munk and Alonzo are in a secret relationship."
"That's it?" Quaxo asked, not impressed.
"Yeah. Don't tell anyone."
"I won't. That's not as juicy as I was hoping. I was hoping you'd lost your v-card or something, then I could beat the crap out of that tool that took it, but alas."
Neither of the brothers knew that their sister had come early for her visit to see them. As she was about to enter, she heard Misto spill the beans about Munk and Alonzo. She gasped and scurried away. She caught up with Electra, Etcetera, and Jemima and told them what she heard. They told Tumblebrutus and Pouncival and Plato and it eventually spread around the entire Junkyard.
Tugger was lying in his den when someone knocked on his makeshift door. He yelled, "Come in!" and frowned when he saw it was Bombi. "What do you want?"
"Uh, have you heard the rumors?" she asked.
"What rumors?"
"The ones about your brother?"
Tugger sat up and glared. "What are they saying?"
"That Munk and Lonz are secretly together."
Tugger stood up, shouting, "What? Do you actually believe that?"
"Well, I mean, why not? It's not impossible Tugger."
Tugger looked at her quizzically. "You don't care?"
"No, but a lot of other people might. Do you care?"
"Of course not. He's my brother."
"So? What if he weren't your brother?"
"I still wouldn't care."
Bombi smiled. "Really?"
"Yeah. What's with you?"
"Nothing!" called Bombi, skipping out of his den.
Tugger sighed and walked to the twins' den. He entered without knocking to find Quaxo manicuring Misto's claws. Misto smiled big when he saw Tugger, and Tugger almost forgot what he was doing there. Tugger sat down and asked, "Did you tell anyone what I told you about Munk?"
"He had to tell me," Quaxo said. "I literally forced it out of him, so if you're pissy then get pissy with me."
"Well did you tell anyone?"
"No, why?"
"Because some how everyone knows about it."
Quaxo and Misto exchanged looks. "Well, we've both been in here since he got home," said Quaxo. "No one has visited or - oh."
"What?" Tugger asked.
"Well, Vicki was suppose to visit about an hour ago, but she hasn't. Do you think that...maybe she heard what we were talking about?"
Misto looked to Tugger.
"Come on," he said to Misto.
"I'm coming!" Quaxo hollered.
The three of them walked down to Munk's den without knocking, which was a bad idea because Munk and Alonzo were all over each other.
"Munk," said Tugger before he could talk. "We have a problem."
"What is it?" Munk asked, standing immediately, ready to fight if he had to, Alonzo by his side.
"Everyone's talking about you and Alonzo."
"What?" Alonzo asked.
"Someone figured it out and they spread it around. We're not sure who, but..." Tugger looked at his brother sadly, remembering what Macavity told him.
"It'll be okay," said Munk, to Tugger and Alonzo.
"What're we gonna do?" Alonzo asked.
"Come out, I suppose."
"But Munk..."
"It'll be okay," Munk whispered into his lover's ear and kissed him. "Come on."
The five of them walked out and Munk confidently walked towards his father's den. "Well, we'll be back," he said.
"Oh Munk, I don't wanna do this," Alonzo said. "To tell your dad and then the entire tribe?"
"Well, we'll just tell Dad, and then we can let them confirm the truth. Right guys?" Munk asked, looking at Tugger.
"I suppose," Tugger said.
Munk smiled warmly and then walked into his father's den with Alonzo in tow.
Tugger sighed and looked at the twins.
"Let me take care of it," Quaxo said, smiling. "I'll return with their reaction."
"Thanks," Tugger said, because he really didn't want to tell everyone about Munk and Alonzo.
Tugger and Misto went to the twins' den and lounged around.
"Now it's just a matter of waiting," Tugger sighed.
"Well, why don't we keep our mind off of it?" Misto suggested.
"How?"
Misto smiled at Tugger. Tugger smiled back and kissed him.
I would've had this out last night but fanfiction was being stupid and made me log in as I was typing it so half of it was gone :p
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