i'm not sure whether to say poor baby ringo or poor monkey baby

so after a day of animosity between the two male kitties of our household, er, lady's castle, i put the kitties down in the basement all the while setting up the laundry room with the intention of keeping monkey in there the following day. so lady goes down and is ready no problem. ringo needs some prodding but i expected that. and of course he starts to eat the food that's at the top of the steps for monkey cuz it's closer also something i expected. what i did not expect was that when i thought i had given ringo a decent amount of time to eat some food and let the monkey down i open the door for monkey and ringo will not let him come in. ringo is there hissing his brains out and growling surprisingly menacingly for someone so lumpy with such chicken legs and monkey is just whimpering pitifully. so i close the door as monkey backs out, and wind up putting monkey in the laundry room for the night. when i let him out in the morning he is even more pitiful and rubbing up against my leg which he normally only does when he wants food and just so 'i promise i'll be a good boy just don't put me in there ever again'. so i felt terrible and i figure ringo can take care of himself (he certainly could last night) and he probably won't come upstairs if i don't carry him anyway.