What Will We Do Without You? part 2
~Well, of all things, can it be really~
The Rum Tum Tugger sighed. He and he alone was going to have to tell Munkostrap that his father, leader of the Jellicals, was.... he couldn't think about it any more. He needed to talk to someone.
He walked in to the junkyard. All around him were signs that something was wrong.
*I'd better get to Munko as soon as he gets home. He'll notice right away that something’s wrong and get mad when no one tells him what happened* Tugger thought walking past Jenny and Skimble as they held each other and cried.
"Oi! Tugger" Etcetera yelled, cutting the silence like a knife. She winced as everyone looked up from their grieving and stared at her. As they turned away she ran over to The Tugger.
"Yes?" he asked.
"I was wondering if you knew what you's was going to say to Munko when he gets back."
"No, I don't." he added "why?"
"Cause he's back,” she said nervously, pointing at the main entrance to the yard. There was Munko walking in, strong and powerful, head held high. He saw all the cats sitting in groups of one or two crying and looked around for someone to ask what this all about. Tugger sighed again. He might as well get it over with.
"Munkostrap!" He called.
Munko looked around again, saw Tugger, and came over.
"What's wrong with everyone?" He asked him, smiling at Etcetera, who squeaked and ran away.
"Nothing. It's just...oh Munko it's dad..."
Munko went cold.
"What about him?" He said calmly though was anything but calm. He felt like ripping the answers out of Tugger but knew that this was just as hard for him. After all, Old Dute was Tugers dad too.
"He's...see there was this.... he died saving Jemima from a car. He's dead."
The Rum Tum Tugger sighed. He and he alone was going to have to tell Munkostrap that his father, leader of the Jellicals, was.... he couldn't think about it any more. He needed to talk to someone.
He walked in to the junkyard. All around him were signs that something was wrong.
*I'd better get to Munko as soon as he gets home. He'll notice right away that something’s wrong and get mad when no one tells him what happened* Tugger thought walking past Jenny and Skimble as they held each other and cried.
"Oi! Tugger" Etcetera yelled, cutting the silence like a knife. She winced as everyone looked up from their grieving and stared at her. As they turned away she ran over to The Tugger.
"Yes?" he asked.
"I was wondering if you knew what you's was going to say to Munko when he gets back."
"No, I don't." he added "why?"
"Cause he's back,” she said nervously, pointing at the main entrance to the yard. There was Munko walking in, strong and powerful, head held high. He saw all the cats sitting in groups of one or two crying and looked around for someone to ask what this all about. Tugger sighed again. He might as well get it over with.
"Munkostrap!" He called.
Munko looked around again, saw Tugger, and came over.
"What's wrong with everyone?" He asked him, smiling at Etcetera, who squeaked and ran away.
"Nothing. It's just...oh Munko it's dad..."
Munko went cold.
"What about him?" He said calmly though was anything but calm. He felt like ripping the answers out of Tugger but knew that this was just as hard for him. After all, Old Dute was Tugers dad too.
"He's...see there was this.... he died saving Jemima from a car. He's dead."