Charismo looked around as his father carried him into the strange place. "Pop, where are we?" he asked, looking up with his two different colored eyes. One was blue, the other golden.

"This is the Jellicle Junkyard. It's your second home," replied Pop.

Charismo looked to his left and asked, "Is that true Daddy?"

"Of course it's true," Daddy responded.

"Would I lie to you?" Pop asked.

They heard a gasp and turned to see Jenny and Jelly, big, doughy looks on their faces. "Who is this aodrable little guy?" Jenny asked, looking at Charismo.

"I'm Charismo," he said, tilting his head, making Jenny and Jelly coo.

"Where did you find him?"

"In a hat," Misot mumbled, smirking up at his lover.

"What?" the two queens asked.

"Don't you remember? I said he produced seven kittens right out of a hat. We kept this one because he's the perfect mix between us and Janelle had the other ones adopted within an hour."

"Oooo! He's so cute!"

"I get it from my daddy," Charismo said. "And I get my handsomeness from my pop, which makes me perfect."

"And he gets his arrogance also from his pop," Misto said.

Tugger smirked down at him but didn't complain, since he knew it was true. He turned to Jenny and Jelly and said, "Well, we should be going now. Charismo has been complaining how he's been so hungry."

The family started to walk away to their den. Once inside, Tugger formed a bed for his son and Misto conjured up some food. The family ate and together, Tugger and Misto sang their son to sleep. Then they climbed into their bed and cuddled.

"Good night love," said Misto.

"Good night dear," replied Tugger.

They kissed, and then let the night take them away.

A/N: Well, alas, this is the last chapter :( I know it's not that good, but we all know they live happily ever after. I plan on having a Munk+Alonzo slash coming up in, like, thirty to fourty minutes, so if you wanna read that then go ahead!