"This is gonna be great, I can tell," Dipstick said to Two-Tone. "We'll miss ya though."

"I'll miss you too." Two-Tone smiled back.

"Hey, hey... Look who's back," A voice smirked before she turned around to see that it was Mooch. "I missed ya, Doll."

Furrball glanced at Two-Tone. "That's Mooch, right?" he asked.

"Yep." Two-Tone rolled her eyes.

"Hey, I'm talking to ya," Mooch said, making her face him with a smirk. "Boy, did I miss ya around here. I had nuthin' to do."

"Mooch..." explained Two-Tone. "I've been adopted."

"Uh... I don't get it... What does this mean for us?" Mooch asked.

"It means we're through." Two-Tone replied.

"Through?" Mooch glared. "You gonna go with that Lucky punk?"

"No, with Furrball." Two-Tone told him.

"What kinda name is Furrball?" scoffed Mooch.

The cat in question stepped forward. "THAT... Would be me."

"A cat?" Mooch looked over before scoffing. "You mean to tell me that you would honestly leave ME... For a CAT?!"

"He has style, grace, and actually values me for who I am," replied Two-Tone. "Not to mention he actually pays attention to me, unlike YOU."

"I pay attention to you!" Mooch told her. "You've been gone too long. Come on, let's go on the hill, and talk. I'll show ya I'm better for you than some mangy old cat."

"Forget it, Mooch, too little, too late," replied Two-Tone. "You had your chance and you blew it."

"What?!" Mooch yelped.

"I sure hope something good's for dinner," Two-Tone smiled to Furrball. "Tell me, does fish taste good? I hear a lot of cats eat fish."

"Judging from what little I've had of it, it's better cooked." replied Furrball.

"I think maybe I'll try some... It DOES smell pretty good sometimes..." Two-Tone said.

"I can't believe this!" Mooch complained.

"Ah, don't cry, Mooch, maybe someday you'll find someone who'll stick by you like Two-Tone used to," Cadpig smiled innocently. "But... Probably not."

"Ah, well," shrugged Rolly. "What can ya do?"

Mooch grumbled to himself as he walked off on his own.

"That took care of him." Furrball remarked.

"Ah, I hate messy break-ups." Two-Tone sighed before smirking a little bit.

"Two-Tone, I think this is going to be the start of something beautiful." Furrball replied as they walked off.

"I believe so too, Furrball," Two-Tone smiled to him. "I believe so too."

And for the rest of the night, they enjoyed each other's company. Patch smiled to Two-Tone and Furrball before falling asleep, and he seemed to dream about the big city, more in specifically, Manhattan. One can only wonder why he dreamed of Manhattan... But that's another story for another time. It was indeed a happy ending for everyone, except of course for Cruella and Ivy. Jackson smiled as he finally got to have his vacation which seemed to be the perfect ending to a perfect adventure, so until next time...

The End