Back with another update! Sorry for the slight delaying in uploading this chapter due to other family commitments, but it's here now which makes it worthwhile. Now after this there is only one more chapter to do and as soon as this is up and by the time you are reading this AN, then the next chapter should be underway and be up later this week. Anyway then, last time we met our heroes, Misto is in trouble and its down to Munk and Tugger to help him out, what will they do?

Read on and find out!

Chapter 5

Tugger's Plan

The day was now drawing to a close and soon the Jellicles would all meet up with each other and enjoy one another's company for the rest of the night at the Junkyard. Though this wasn't on the minds of Munkustrap and Rum Tum Tugger. The two were still in a state of shock about what was about to happen to poor old Mistoffelees if they just left him in the current situation he was in. The unfortunate tuxedo tom had met the unlikable queen Electrione and much against his own wishes, he was about to be forced to attend a quick mating ceremony to become her mate. The silver tabby and the black and gold Maine Coon took a stroll in the Junkyard in the later part of the afternoon both figuring out how to rescue Misto.

"We've just got to do something," Munkustrap insisted. "No one of our own tribe is going to end up in that place and with her."

"You do know what we really need to help us out," Tugger answered back, suddenly coming up with a plan. "What we need is a another single tom, one that is free and unattached, one that she'll like better than Misto, someone…"

They both stopped dead in their tracks when they saw a familiar tom that had suspiciously been missing all day. "…Older," Rum Tum Tugger finshed as he and his brother eyed the tom heading in their direction.

It was Admetus, the tom whose fault was giving them all that dreadful milk that could've killed the tribe. He didn't even seem to notice as he was heading near them.

Munkustrap casted a questioning look at what Tugger was talking about, and then it became quickly clear what his brother was planning. "Admetus? Him?"

"I don't see why not," Tugger smiled. "He's probably the perfect guy for the role."

"How come?" Munkustrap asked.

"Think about it," Tugger explained. "He's always saying of how his mate left him, something that we never hear the end of, with him having to raise his sons himself, we would help out giving him a mate, though it would actually be our revenge for giving us that milk as she'll never be off his back and on top of that, we'd save Misto…a triple win situation for us surely?"

The silver tabby didn't say anything, but a small smirk tugged on his lips. To many in the tribe, the older cats mostly, they would think of Rum Tum Tugger as an idiot who'd seem to have more in his looks rather than his brain, though there were times when the Maine Coon would come out with sometimes an inspired plan, and right now, this was one of them.

"Though one thing," Munkustrap noted. "He isn't one that would turn queens heads round isn't he, would be quite hard for him to make an impact on her?"

"Who said he was going to be the one that turned queens heads?" Tugger chuckled. "If she likes someone like Misto then surely Admetus will be ok, doesn't matter anyway. Besides, it'll be worth spreading the news around that he has a mate, eh?"

The two of them had a quick chuckle and headed over to the unsuspecting tom that was just passing them.

"Hello there, Admetus!" Tugger grinned placing his arm over the surprised tom's shoulders.

"Just the guy we we're looking for," Munkustrap added happily as they led him back towards Tugger's den.

"Hang on!" Admetus replied with a mix of annoyance and worry in his voice. "What'd you two want? Is it that milk? I have more if you want it."

The two brothers quickly glanced at each other with some fear seen in their eyes. Neither of them wanted any more of that milk and had it not been for Mistoffelees' sake, then they might had thrown Admetus into the Thames. Right now though, that wasn't important

"Um…no," Tugger muttered as they carried on towards his den. "We have something else to say…"

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It didn't take them long to make it their way over to Tugger's den and Admetus still didn't understand what was going on. Admetus had rarely been to this part of the Junkyard, let alone been outside the Maine Coon's den. The den was a section of an old rusty car that Tugger had used for his own den, indeed, Rum Tum Tugger always liked big things it seemed.

"What'd am I doing here for?" Admetus asked still perplexed by everything going on.

"We're here to get you smartened up," Munkustrap smiled.

Admetus looked at the tribe protector, feeling more confused by the second. "Why'd I need smarting up for?" He asked.

"It's to get you looking good for tonight's Mating ceremony," Munkustrap explained. "And we're here to help you out."

The patched tom didn't react in horror like the two brothers before when they would hear that phrase; his face though seemed blanker trying to figure out what the two were trying to do with him.

"But…I'm not going to that event," Admetus replied dully.

"Funny you should say that," Tugger interrupted and pushed the unfortunate tom face first into the den.

Munkustrap watched as Admetus went rolling forward into the den and ended up on his head, he then face to look at Tugger with a disappointed expression.

"Did you have to do that?" he asked crossly.

"What?" Tugger asked.

"Push him into the den like that?" Munkustrap explained.

Tugger simply shrugged his shoulders as he entered his den. "You have to be cruel to be kind sometimes, besides, after him with that milk, you get my drift."

"What's he talking about?" Admetus spoke up in alarm after hearing something about 'milk'.

"Never mind that just…" The sliver tabby facepalmed, he could only hope that the plan would work as he followed Tugger into the burrow.

Inside, Admetus had never been in Tugger's den and took the chance to look around him as he got sitting back up right. Within this large space that the Maine Coon had, nearly all the areas in it were full of what seemed like thousands of gifts that he could remember Rum Tum Tugger's fan club would give to their idol…mostly from Etcetera if he could remember. There was a large set of cushions that he presumed was Tugger's bed, once again, a lot more of those gifts were near the bottom of the cushions. It also seemed rather odd that some of them had collected dust on them…in fact all of them did, they seemed like the only objects in the den that hadn't been touch.

"Sorry about the mess," Tugger apologised. "Really should tidy this place out sometime."

"You keep saying that all the time," Munkustrap muttered.

"All I want to know is why is I going to this mating thing for?" Admetus exclaimed, now getting frustrated of no one telling him what was going on.

"Don't you get it?" Tugger grinned. "Tonight's your lucky night, you will have a mate soon!"

Admetus was silent; this was perhaps the last thing anyone in the Junkyard would've done for him. "You…get me a mate?"

The brothers nodded.

The patched tom's eye suddenly shot open wide. "What a minute…you mean you found Leitha?!"

Tugger and Munkustrap sighed sadly and shook their heads. No, they couldn't bring back Admetus' former mate, Leitha, who had rather cruelly run off with another cat just after Pouncival and Tumblebrutus were born, leaving poor Admetus to raise them on his own. Even after what she'd done to him, Admetus always seemed rather hopeful that she'd come back, something that Munkustrap and Rum Tum Tugger couldn't get their heads wrapped round the fact why he'd even bother.

"But don't worry," Tugger quickly said seeing Admetus' face drop. "We have you a queen that will surely stick by you always."

"Quite literally," Munkustrap uttered under his breath, getting an image in his head of the Bombay queen dragging Admetus around all of London.

The brown eye tom starred up at them. "You…you know there's a queen out there…for me?"

"Oh indeed," Munkustrap joined in the conversation. "Coming with us to this mating ceremony is probably the best choice you'll ever make."

"It must've felt bad all this time since your mate walked out on you," Tugger added, trying to test the waters with Admetus on how he felt about needing a mate.

"Oh it's terrible!" Admetus said a little bit overdramatic. "Me and just three sons to deal with!"

'Well for no longer," Tugger replied warmly. "What you need is a good queen who will help you with your love life and will let you live happily ever after."

Admetus starred at Tugger; surely this information was too good to be true. "You…you mean there is someone out there for me?"

Munkustrap placed a paw on Admetus' left shoulder. "We wouldn't be all that surprised."

And so, they went to groom him for the night's events, all with one thing on their minds…that damn milk and rescuing Mistoffelees.

And so, they have a plan, but will it succeed? Review and find out in the last chapter if they'll save Misto. Until then, stay tuned!