They weren't home anymore and now on yet another adventure together and they woke up in a bed.
"Huh?" Cherry's voice came. "We must've fallen asleep during the movie... Why are you guys in my room?" she then took out her hand and gasped as she saw it was a paw and she looked in a mirror to see she was a mouse and she let out a squeaked scream.
"What's wrong, Cherry?" Atticus and Mo asked before they both screamed to see she had been turned into a mouse.
Cherry looked to them. "You guys too!?"
Atticus and Mo looked to a mirror and saw that they had been turned into mice as well.
"Oh, come on! Why did the moment have to be ruined?!" Atticus asked.
There was a female voice calling for someone.
There then came a large mouse man, who was the one and only Papa Mousekewitz, the former humans were very surprised to see him, especially in this size. "Are you all vell now?" he asked, concerned about them. "You all had a nasty fall out there."
"Where... Where are we?" Atticus asked.
"You are in the new Mousekevitz home," Papa welcomed them. "I don't know vhy you three vere out in the middle of the streets, it's going to be raining very soon!"
"Mousekewitz?" Cherry, Atticus, and Mo asked.
"Yes," Papa then looked to Cherry. "You seem familiar however... Haven't I seen you in Flaversham Toy Shoppe?"
"Um, maybe..." Cherry shrugged, but did remember her adventure with the great mouse detective with her friend Katie.
"Vell, I hope you three are hungry," Papa told them. "Mama's about done vith dinner."
"We would be glad to join your family for dinner." Atticus said politely.
"If that's okay." Mo added.
"Of course, of course, come, come meet the family." Papa walked them out of the guest room.
"Fievel?" Mama's voice kept calling for the family's only son as her older daughter Tanya was practicing her singing.
'He must be outside.' Atticus thought to himself.
"You have a beautiful singing voice." Mo came up to the mouse girl.
"Oh, thank you..." Tanya smiled bashfully. "I've been practicing... I wanna be a singer when I grow up."
However, the neighbors didn't seem to agree and started to throw vegetables at the mouse girl.
"Papa!" Tanya whined. "They're throwing fruit and vegetables at me again!"
"They're just haters and trolls, don't listen to them." Atticus said.
"Haters and trolls?" Tanya glanced at him funny for his choice of words.
"Just ignore them." Cherry covered up.
"Now, this is Tanya, and this is our baby girl, Yasha," Papa introduced their guests to the family. "I don't know vhere Fievel is, but he should be coming along now..."
"He must be outside playing." Atticus said.
A tomato was then thrown right into their window and splatted on their wall.
Mama came to it and scraped some of the residue off onto a plate. "Another night vithout cheese..." she muttered to herself.
"Now, I'm Bernard Mousekewitz, and this is my vife, Rosabelle." Papa then introduced.
Cherry, Mo, and Atticus gave their names.
"I hope you enjoy dinner, because it vill be the only food you'll get." Mama told them strictly, but showed she was a nice woman.
"I'm sure we'll like the food." Atticus said.
"YEE-HAW!" a voice screeched and there came Fievel as he kicked the door open like a saloon bar. "Howdy, Mama!" he greeted as he made his way for the table. "I come here to rustle me up some grub!"
"Vhere have you been, Fievel?" Mama asked firmly as she seasoned their food. "You're late."
"I had to rescue Sheriff Wylie Burp," Fievel explained, using his childish imagination as always. "He was surrounded by the Cactus Cat gang!"
"Oh, such a tall tale, Fievel," Mama sighed. "And dirty hands too? Go wash."
"Yikes, he sure is a wild kid." Mo said.
Fievel complained about washing his hands. The former humans then decided to do the same.
"Who are you guys and what're you doing here?" Fievel asked their house guests.
"Well, I'm Atticus, and this is my friend, Cherry, and my girlfriend, Mo." Atticus said.
"What're you doing here?" Fievel then asked.
"Umm... We got lost, your dad saved us." Mo made up a story.
"I thought things vould be better in America," Papa sighed. "In Russia, my violins vere famous. Ve never vent hungry."
"Well, some Americans can be mean." Atticus said.
"Especially in New Jersey..." Mo added with a slight scoff.
"Maybe Tanya should sing again." Fievel teased, he had become more of a rascal ever since they settled into America.
"Very funny," Tanya shook her head at him. "You'll see, someday I'll be a big star... At least our new friends have good taste in singing. People will come from miles around."
"Yeah, to eat." Fievel then joked and laughed out loud.
"Mama!" Tanya whined.
"Fievel, don't joke around about your sister's singing, she is a wonderful singer." Mo said.
"TRAIN!" Cherry called, knowing what was now coming based on what she knew about this story.
Everyone looked to her, but then suddenly there was shaking and they all ducked down as the lights temporarily went out. There was a train passing by just then like Cherry had predicted.
Papa lit the candle back up and everyone sorted themselves again. "They call America the land of opportunity," he said before blowing out the match he lit the candle with. "Opportunity for vhat? For children to play in the filthy streets? To never see the sunshine? Fievel's birthday is coming... And ve don't have enough money for presents."
"Oh, dear." Mo said.
"So, you're all from America?" Mama asked the group.
"Yeah, mostly..." Cherry replied, she wasn't exactly lying.
"Ve better get you home to your parents, they must be vorried sick!" Mama sounded worried for them then, not knowing where they really came from.
"Um, I don't know if you could find them here." Atticus said.
"Nonsense, parents should alvays be near their children." Mama insisted as she carried Yasha.
"I could sing in front of the gift shop," Tanya suggested as a way for them to earn more money. "Maybe they'll throw presents."
This made the family laugh and join together in a warm hug.
"Um, well, you see, um, we don't even know how we got here." Atticus admitted.
Papa felt better once he hugged his family. "How blessed I am to have such fine children..." he smiled to them. "Maybe things vill get better and maybe you three vould like to become members of our family."
"Oh, sir, we cound't impose..." Mo shrugged about laying low with them for a while.
"Only if you vould vant to, the more, the merrier." Papa assured.
"Well, alright, maybe just for a little while." Atticus said.
The family hugged and heard something outside.
"What was that?" Mo wondered.
"Tiger?" Fievel wondered, he came to the window and looked out. "Tiger!"
"Must be a friend of his." Atticus said, acting like he didn't know who Tiger was.
"Oh, yes, this may sound absurd, but Tiger is actually a cat." Papa smiled.
"Really?" Mo actually was surprised since she didn't know the story as well as Atticus or Cherry.
"Yeah, ve didn't think it vas possible," Mama added as she soothed little Yasha's fears. "Especially vith that Gussie Mausheimer."
"Who's she?" Mo asked then.
"She helped us send those bad cats away with her secret weapon and we all reunited as a family!" Tanya replied, sounding very animated right now.
"Cool." Atticus said.
"Actually, it's a little cold." Tanya misunderstood what he meant by that.
"No, when, I said cool, it means, well, it's kind of hard to explain." Atticus said.
Tanya gave a shrug.
"Yasha's so beautiful, can I hold her?" Mo asked.
"Sure, just be very careful." Mama advised, handing her baby girl over to the stranger mouse girl.
"It's okay, I know what to do, I got a baby brother at home." Mo smiled as she gently held Yasha and not drop her.
"It's true." Atticus said.
"Hello there, Yasha..." Mo cooed to the baby mouse.
Yasha smiled and giggled to her.
"She seems to really like you." Mama said.
"I like her too." Mo smiled as she continued to hold the baby mouse.
Mama tried to take Yasha back, but the baby mouse girl seemed to whine and refuse to let go and return to her mother.
Papa chuckled. "Vell, at least Yasha has a new friend now."