Tugger ran to his brother's lair, ready to make things right. If I can do something good, then I won't be seen as trash, thought Tugger. He entered Macavity's lair without knocking and no one stopped him. He entered the same room as last time and knocked on the door. "Mac?"

"Shit," he heard Macavity hiss along with a lot of rummaging. Macavity opened the door a little. "Damn, Tugger, what?"

"I need your help with something."

"What?"

"Well," Tugger sighed. "I want to reunite you with the tribe."

Macavity stared at his brother like he was an idiot. He shoved his brother and got in his face. "Is this some kind of joke or something?" Macavity asked.

"Of course not," Tugger said.

"Why on earth would I want to be reunited with the tribe? I have a great life here. I have this business and a lot of friends who like me for me."

"Macavity?"

They both turned and Tugger tilted his head in surprise at seeing Tumblebrutus. Macavity glared at his brother and then pulled Tumblebrutus into the other room, slamming the door on Tugger. Tugger was about to leave, but then Macavity emerged again. "Why do you want to do this?"

"It'll make everything right again. Dad can be happy. You can be happy. Munk, Misto, me, everyone will be happy."

"Why would they be happy having me back at the Junkyard?"

"You don't have to live in the Junkyard, but why not just make peace with them? You'd make people uncomfortable actually living in the Junkyard but if you don't but you're still friendly then they'll be content with everything. It's not like everyone doesn't like you. You know Jerrie and Teazer would love it if you come to an agreement. Bomba isn't afraid of you and Demeter isn't either, she's just pissed at you. Munk and Dad would love to see you more often."

"Like Hell Munk would want to see me."

"He would! Look, I know you two fought a lot, but remember when we were all still kittens and never fought and got along? Munk regrets not being there for you, and because of that he makes sure he's there for me. You know how he is. He feels like everything is his fault."

"Tugger," he sighed. "This isn't a good idea."

Tugger frowned.

"But I don't see why we shouldn't try."

Tugger smiled. "Great. I'll be here tomorrow at noon."

"Fine, but don't think I'll be happy."

"Of course not, but...this could make Tumbles happy."

Macavity glared at his brother.

"Okay, okay, I won't bring him up at all. I won't tell anyone either."

"Hurry up and get out."

"See ya Mac."

"Dad!"

"Goodness, Tugger, you are most definitely bi-polar," his father said.

Tugger frowned at seeing various other cats in the room. "I have to talk to you. It's about Macavity and I think you're gonna be very happy about hearing it."

"Why?"

"Well, I'll explain more later. Just be prepared to see him." Before anyone could say anything he bolted out the door. He ran through the Junkyard, everyone weirded out at seeing such a determined face on him. He ran to Macavity's and knocked on the door.

Macavity came out, looking somewhat put together.

"Okay. Let's go."

"Are you sure this is a good idea, Tugger?" Macavity asked.

"Of course it is."

The two brothers walked back to the Junkyard and into their father's den without anyone seeing them. They entered the room Tugger had come from moments before and Macavity had a sinking feeling as he looked at the cats that stared down at him. There were more cats in the room this time, mostly toms, just in case Macavity got out of hand. Tugger saw Quaxo and Misto sitting in the back, and was relieved. He looked at Macavity and could tell his brother was getting anxious. Tumblebrutus was in the room, too, and he told Pouncival and Plato to make room for them to sit down. Macavity sat down next to Tumbles and he became a little bit more calm, but he could tell the older cats weren't happy at having him sit so close to Tumbles.

Macavity looked at Tugger, and Tugger nodded in their father's direction.

"Dad," Macavity began. "I-"

"I apologize son," Deuteronomy interrupted.

A few people gasped, and everyone was shocked.

"Macavity," his father said. "You should've never left. I didn't know why you left the tribe until Tugger told me, and if I had known then I would've put a stop to all the judgments you received. You are a Jellicle and you belong in this tribe. If other people disagree with that, then they forget that you are also my son. I just want you to be happy, and it doesn't matter to me who you're with; tom, queen, pollicle, pom, human, it doesn't matter. I just want my son back."

Macavity felt a rush of relief over him, and he thought no one noticed that his and Tumbles's foot were touching, but his father was the only one who did notice.

Deuteronomy smiled at his son, and Macavity smiled back, while Tumbles tried to hide his smile.

"Dad," Macavity said. "I don't want to live in the Junkyard, but that doesn't mean I don't want to stop being a Jellicle. I won't terrorize the tribe and I'll help you when you need it, just as long as no one talks trash about me. I can get inside their heads after all."

A few smiled like Munk and Tugger while the others looked freaked out.

"Of course son. I'm glad to have you back."

"Thanks Dad."

Do you think we should tell them?

Not now, Brutus. Wait until everyone leaves.

"Tugger," said Deuteronomy. "I'm very thankful that you have reunited the tribe back with your brother. This gallant act will always be noted."

Tugger smiled, his plan having worked out exactly. He looked to Misto, and felt relieved at seeing a smile on the tux's face.

"Everyone, you may be dismissed," Deuteronomy announced, and a type of euphoria was spread around in the atmosphere. People smiled at Macavity, very glad to see him so civil, and to know he'll still be civil. Tumblebrutus left but hid in another room, waiting for everyone to leave.

"Thanks Tugger," Macavity said.

"You don't have to say thanks. I know how much you hate it," Tugger replied.

"So annoying."

"If it makes you feel better I didn't do it for you."

"That does make me feel better."

Tugger smiled.

"Hey Mac," said Munk approaching them with Alonzo.

"Hey Munk," he replied.

They stared at each other, smiled, and then Munk and Zo walked out. It was a brotherly thing.

Tumbles walked back in, knowing it was all clear.

"Beat it," said Macavity to Tugger, putting an arm around Tumbles.

"Good luck," Tugger said and walked out.

He walked out of his father's den, feeling so refreshed.

"Tugger?"

He turned around to see Misto standing there. "Hey," he said.

"Hi," Misto replied.

They stood there in silence before Misto said, "Uh, I just wanted you to know that what you did for your brother was very...noble."

Tugger walked up to Misto and said, "I didn't do it for Macavity. I did it for you."

"What?"

"Everyone thought I was trash and a trashy cat can't be with a classy cat like you, and so I had to do something good. Now they think I'm a good cat and so...I can be with you without having any regrets."

Misto took it in, and then he smiled. He threw his arms around Tugger and they spun around. "Oh, Tugger, I thought you didn't want to be with me."

"Of course I want to be with you. I love you so much."

"Oh, I love you, too, Tugger."

The end!

Yep, that's how I'm ending it. Everyone's happy.

I'll of course be having a new story out sometime soon, probably today. So look out for it!