Lionel beamed as he sat down onto the couch in Cherry's living room. "Oh boy, this is gonna be GOOD!" he remarked. "An animated Disney film I've never seen before...truly an astounding experience!"
"Well, you can't go wrong with Disney," Cherry replied. "Most of the time. I always found this movie underrated."
"Yeah, same here," Atticus agreed. "Though this movie with cowboys and actual cows kinda made me think of The Wild West C.O.W.-Boys of Moo Mesa."
"Whoa!" Lionel asked. "Now THAT sounds neat... I might hafta check it out sometime..."
"It's basically like Ninja Turtles, except with humanoid cows." explained Thor as Lionel put in the DVD.
"Heh... Yeah..." Atticus said.
"I'm not too crazy about it, probably because I'm not a huge fan of the Wild West genre, but I can see why people like Atticus would like it." Cherry told Lionel.
"I met them once," Atticus smiled. "It was a solo-adventure though, so Cherry, Mo, and Patch stayed back home while I went to see them."
"Sounds neat," replied Lionel. "But for now, let's get lost in our OWN Wild West adventure!"
"So I can come too?" Thor asked.
"Only if you behave yourself!" Cherry told him. "Ease up with the hugging, mm'kay?"
"...Okay... I'll try..." Thor said after a few moments of silence.
Lionel pushed the "PLAY" button. "Hey, Patch, you and the rest in or what?" he asked Patch, Furrball, and Two-Tone.
"Hmm... No offense, but I think I might sit this one out," Patch replied. "Tell me all about it though. Uh... I think I wanna try to see if I can get Furrball and Two-Tone to join The Pound Puppies, or in Furrball's case, The Kennel Kittens."
"You guys and the Kennel Kittens on good terms now?" Atticus asked.
"Yeah, we're all friends now," Patch nodded. "I made sure of that."
"Well, alright, if you say so," Lionel shrugged. "We'll tell you about it when it's over."
"Sorry, guys, next time, I promise." Patch smiled.
"Well, okay, Spot," Cherry said. "Doesn't hurt to ask though."
"Yeah," Patch smiled. "You guys go have fun with the Wild West."
"Kinda like we did with Fievel that one time." Cherry smirked to Atticus.
"Yeah, there was that." Atticus remembered.
"At least I'll get to experience it this time." Lionel replied as the DVD began.
The others soon sat together as they were about to start a brand new adventure in the Wild West which made Thor unable to help but sing a little song on the way.
"Out in the land where the men are tough as cactus, Out in the land where the wild, wild west was won, Out in the land of the desperado, If yer as soft as an avocado, Yee-ha! Yer guacamole, son!~" Thor soon sang to himself. "Home, home, this ain't it, pal!, Home, home, home on the range, Home, home, better go git, pal!, You ain't home on the range~"
A rabbit was soon seen peeking out of his hole, looking at what seemed like rain, until he glanced up to see a drooling coyote looming overhead. The rabbit shot out of his hole, narrowly avoiding getting munched, as the coyote kept running after him.
"Out in the land where the weak are target practice, Home, home, home on the range, Out in the land where they shoot the mild and meek, Home, home, home on the range~," Thor continued to sing. "Out where the bad are a whole lot badder, If yer the type with a nervous bladder, yip! Yow!, Yer saddle's gonna reek!, Cause you ain't home on the range, Cowboy, yer really up the creek!, Home, home, home on the range, Home, home, home on the range, Home, home, home on the range, Home, home, home on the range~"
The rabbit soon hid under a cow skull before removing it and had a snake on his head, confusing him before he soon ran off with the snake on his head as a group of cowboys were soon heading out through the desert plains together. The TV began to spark with magical energy once again...and zapped the group into the movie.
"Why am I not surprised?" Cherry commented.
"This is like that sleepover when we met Sly Cooper." Thor said to Atticus.
"Heh. Yeah." Atticus chuckled from memory.
"And the time we got sent into Toy Story!" Mo added.
"I guess getting sent into a movie adventure is nothing new," Cherry commented. "I got sucked into a game once, but it wasn't with Ralph and Vanellope, it was a board game that was called Jumanji."
"Oh, yeah... That was majorly crazy," Lionel nodded. "Wait, we talking about the original Jumanji film, or its sequel, Welcome 2 the Jungle?"
"...Yes." Cherry replied as that story didn't seem to exist yet.
Lionel shrugged. "Works for me." he replied.
By the time their discussion had ended, they had found themselves in the Old West, not to mention dressed for the surroundings. They all looked around while adjusting to their new setting. As they walked along, they then passed a tree which had a wanted poster that had a man's picture in it known as Alameda Slim.
"Gosh... This guy looks as cuddly as a cactus and as charming as an eel." Cherry glanced at the picture.
"Like a bad banana with a greasy black peel!" Lionel added.
Just over the horizon, five people who looked identical to our group were peeking out at them.
"Whoa... Talk about your coinky-dinks." remarked Lionel's counterpart.
"Ya think they might be from the city?" Mo's counterpart wondered.
"This sure is strange." Atticus's counterpart replied.
"Well, I aims to meet 'em and make nice with 'em!" Thor's counterpart replied, climbing over the rock they were standing behind.
"Cool it! We don't know 'em, so we better be careful." Atticus's counterpart told him.
"Well, we can at least try and check em out first, right?" asked Lionel's counterpart. "See if they're good eggs or a bunch a low-down polecats."
"Hmm... All right, we'll go in for a closer look." Atticus's counterpart replied.
They soon walked off to their modern day counterpart.
"If they try anythin' funny though, I'ma make 'em squeal like a piggy." Thor's counterpart smirked.
Cherry's counterpart just rolled her eyes.
The main group soon continued to walk off before running into their Wild Western counterparts and they all ended up on the ground.
"Guys... Do they usually have giant mirrors in the Wild West?" Cherry asked, rubbing her head.
"You mean like in a fun-house?" Thor replied. "I don't think so."
"Then I think we're looking at our counterparts!" said Lionel.
"Counterparts?" Mo asked as Atticus soon helped her up to her feet.
"Like the versions of ourselves who exist in this universe, so to speak," Atticus replied. "Granted, they look similar to us, but they probably have different names."
"Yer new around these parts, huh?" Cherry's counterpart asked.
"Uh... Yeah... Who are you?" Cherry replied.
"I'm August." Atticus's counterpart smiled.
"Fitting." Cherry smirked.
"I'm Maybelle, but everyone calls me May." Mo's counterpart said.
"I'm Clementine." Cherry's counterpart said.
"And folks call me Lucas," Lionel's counterpart tipped his Stetson. "The big lug is muh buddy, Tony."
"Erm... Nice to meet you guys..." Atticus said to them. "We're, uh, kinda new in town."
"Really now?" asked Lucas. "Well, then just stick with us. We'll be right pleased to show ya the ropes!"
"Heh... Great..." Cherry said.
They soon walked along together to continue on their newest adventure, even if it was odd seeing Wild West versions of themselves.
"You think Maggie's behaving herself?" May asked August.
"I hope so... No doubt she's lonesome about now though." August frowned.
"Specifically since that no-good Alameda Slim came in the night and stole all our cows from under our noses..." Lucas added.
The Western adventure group soon took their new friends over to one man who was with his dairy cow.
"Good day, Mr. Sheriff Sam, sir," August greeted, removing his hat. "Y'all headed off somewhere with Maggie?"
"Yep, I found a new home for her," The man replied. "A special place they call 'Li'l Patch of Heaven', and it's goodbye to Dixie Ranch."
The cow looked a little sad about leaving the ranch she had known for her whole life.
"Well... We'll go with her," Lucas piped up. "Y'know, that way she won't be too bummed over leaving her old home behind."
"You kids are mighty sweet." The Sheriff smiled to them.
"We know." The group smiled back.
"Say, ya got some new friends there with y'all?" The Sheriff asked.
"Yup... They're family visiting from the city!" Lucas replied.
"Well, bring 'em along." The Sheriff told them.
The group soon smiled before coming to Maggie before she soon spoke up once they were all left alone as he went to get ready for the trip.
"I never thought I'd end up all alone... But I guess it's true... Ya can't go home again..." Maggie sighed sadly about the ones she lost.
"Well, hey, no matter how bad things get... There's probably someone who's worse off." replied Lucas, pointing to the rabbit, who was running with the snake still trying to eat his head.
"Hm... Yeah, I guess..." Maggie replied. "At least I still got you guys."
"So, your name's Maggie, huh?" Cherry asked the cow.
"...Oh, so now other humans can talk to me?" Maggie asked, rolling her eyes. "What is this?"
"Call it a... Moo-tual understanding!" Lionel replied.
"Heh... Good one." Maggie smirked a bit.
"Seems like that one has yer sense of humor." Clementine teased Lucas.
Lucas blushed. "Aw, he ain't so bad!" he replied.
"I just can't believe it... I knew everyone here just last night... And now they're all gone." Maggie frowned.
"Chin up, Maggie," May comforted. "Maybe you'll make some new friends in this Patch of Heaven place."
"YEAH!" Lucas replied. "Place sounds really nice, from what I heard!"
"Maybe you guys are right." Maggie said.
Maggie's soon-to-be former owner soon came by out and it was now time to take Maggie to her new home and to leave the old one which really made her feel a bit heartbroken. But since she had some new friends with her, it didn't feel so bad.
"Hey, Maggie!" August called out. "Take a look at your new home!"
Maggie soon went to take a look and gasped from that. "Hey! A dairy farm? Now we're talkin'!" she then smiled to her human friends. "Hope it's not one of them fat-free places."
"Ooh, I got a good feelin' 'bout this place." May beamed.
"Me too." Mo agreed.
"See? What'd I tell ya?" asked Lucas.
They soon came to check out the farm as it was another day for all of them with their farmer who was a kindly old woman known as Pearl Gesner.
"She sure seems mighty sweet." May smiled about the woman who ran the farm with her little family who were the farm animals.
"And look, they've got all kinds of farm animals here!" Lionel remarked.
"COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO!"' A chick squawked, startling the rooster off of the chimney.
"Hey, that's my boy." The rooster smiled to the two cows after falling off of the chimney.
"Can hog! Can hog!" Three little pigs cried out to a grumpy looking goat.
"Don't yell at me." The goat glared at them.
"Oh. The call of duty. Why don't you handle this one, Grace?" One cow suggested to the other who seemed distracted by the delicious hay. "It's time I gave you more responsibility on the farm."
"Really?" asked Grace. "Thanks, Mrs. C. I'll make you proud." And she strolled over to the scene.
The older cow smiled to her as she soon walked off to see the mess.
"Can hog! Can hog!" The three piglets glared at the goat.
"Get off my case, little cocktail wieners!" The goat glared at them.
"Whoa, whoa! I'm sensing a lot of negative energy here." Grace said as she came over
"That's our can, and Jeb took it." One piglet pouted.
"And now he says it's his can." Another piglet glared.
"Now, let's not play the shame and blame game," Grace told them gently. "This is an organic problem, and there's a holistic solution."
"You don't get this whole farm concept, do you, sister?" The goat scoffed.
The piglets glanced at each other, until one shouted, "KILL THE GOAT!" and they all attacked him, yanking his beard and grappling for the can.
Grace frowned as she was unable to do anything about this. The older cow soon came over, grabbing the can with her tail, seeing the squabble.
"We're sorry, Mrs. Calloway..." The piglets said lowly once they saw her.
"Piggies, why can't you leave Jeb alone?" Mrs. Calloway sighed to the piglets.
"Yeah! Why can't you?" Jeb added with a glare.
"The poor old goat needs peace and quiet."
"That's right! I need it!"
"So, run along, and take your can with you." Mrs. Calloway then said, tossing the can far away for the piglets to play with.
"Yeah, you take that can and-" Jeb added until he realized what just happened. "Hey! Whoa! Come back here, you little bacon bits!"
"Jeb!" scolded Mrs. Calloway. "Don't you have enough cans of your own?"
"Nope!" Jeb replied, despite the huge pile of cans behind him.
The adventure groups soon made it over to talk with Pearl about keeping Maggie.
"I'd be happy to take her in, Abner," Pearl smiled to the man. "There's always room for one more."
Maggie seemed to smile brightly and hopefully from that.
"Well, thanks, Pearl," Abner replied with a light chuckle. "I gotta warn you, though. She's... She's a bit headstrong."
"Oh, now, don't you worry, Abner," Pearl smiled as she pet Maggie to comfort her. "I'm sure she'll fit right in."
"Also, the kids here would like to visit too," Abner then said about August, Clementine, Tony, Lucas, and May. "They mean the world to each other, especially with Maggie."
"Yup, she's like family t'me," Lucas sniffed. "And considering ah never had one, I care lots about her!"
"You're all welcome to stay as long as you would like too." Pearl smiled to the youngins.
"Thank ya kindly, Ms. Pearl," replied Tony. "That's mighty nice of ya."
"I do my best." Pearl smiled as she let them all come inside with Maggie.
"So long, Pearl," Abner called out to the woman. "You take care, now."
A hen soon panicked and ran over to the cows on the farm. "Mrs. Calloway! Oh! Mrs. Calloway! Mrs. Callo-" she then gasped to take a breath once she found them. "Mrs. Calloway, there's a newcomer at the gate."
"Not now, Audrey." Mrs. Calloway told the hen.
"But it's a great big-" The hen panicked.
"Everybody?" Pearl smiled to her farm animals before introducing the new cow on the farm. "This here is Maggie. Now, I want y'all to make her feel right at home." she added.
"Hey, everybody, it's great to be here in Patch of Heaven!" Maggie grinned. "Don't everyone speak up at once. What is this, the frozen food aisle?"
Lucas and Lionel snickered a little at that.
"Eh... Is this thing on?" Maggie asked, using her bell as a microphone.
"The mike's on, but you're not." Cherry smirked.
"Easy there, Four Eyes." Maggie glowered.
"Ahem. Good morning, uh, Margaret," Mrs. Calloway came to greet Maggie. "What a wonderful surprise to find a fellow bovine joining the ranks.
"Phony." Jeb coughed to himself only to get a can forced onto his muzzle to shut him up.
"I'm Mrs. Calloway." Mrs. Calloway began.
"Hi." Grace waved her hoof.
"And this is Grace."
"Hi."
"No applause and trophies here, I'm afraid," Mrs. Calloway explained. "Just the fruits of our good, honest labor."
"Hi." Grace still waved.
"Workin' stiffs, huh?" Maggie asked. "I remember those days..."
"Wow..." said a piglet. "You're the biggest cow I've ever seen!"
"If you're in charge, I'll take that as a compliment." Maggie smirked.
"Uh..." The piglet paused.
"If yer not, then we're gonna set on ya." Tony smirked, going to sit with Maggie.
"MAAAAAAAWM!" The piglet panicked before running.
"Hey, we're only kidding!" Maggie laughed, holding onto the piglet before moving her tail behind his ear, bringing out an apple. "Say, what is this you've got jammed up in your ear?"
"Whoa!" The piglet beamed from that.
"Here, have an apple, kid," Maggie smiled, putting the apple in his mouth. "Don't go near any luaus, though."
"You can understand us?" Mrs. Calloway asked the human, well mostly human, group.
"Yeah, pretty much." Lionel nodded.
"Interesting..." Mrs. Calloway said. "I'm not sure how that is even possible."
"The impossible is just possible." Atticus replied.
"We're just an incredible bunch like that." Lionel nodded.
"Hey, Mags, I think ya got somethin' in yer ear." May smirked to the cow.
"Ooh, I think you're right, kiddo," Maggie chuckled, taking a corn on the cob out of her ear. "There it is! This one's for me," She then tossed it up in the air before catching it in her mouth to gulp down, letting out a small burp. "Ah, that was good..."
"Awesome!" The piglets beamed before running over to the vegetable pile, throwing food at the cow to do her trick again. "Awesome! Do it again! Do it again! Come on, come on! Do it again! Do it again!"
"Wow! That's a nifty trick!" Lionel exclaimed.
"Where'd she learn to do that?" Cherry wondered.
"I taught her." Tony smiled bashfully.
"Yup. Been mighty proud of it, too!" Lucas replied.
Maggie soon did her special trick for the piglets with various other vegetables.
"Maggie's some fun, isn't she?" Grace smiled.
"Teaching pigs to throw food," Mrs. Calloway sighed from that. "As if they weren't sloppy enough."
One piglet tossed an ear of corn, and Maggie ran up the wall of a chimney and caught it, landing on Jeb.
"Heheh, gotcha, goat." Cherry smirked to Jeb.
Maggie soon let out another burp which made the piglets all burp together at once.
"Ugh... Stop it." Cherry then groaned from disgust.
"Sorry." Lionel replied, snapping his fingers and making it stop.
"Does anyone else hear something?" Atticus asked.
"Probably not," Cherry said. "What do you hear?"
"It sounds like galloping." Atticus replied.
"Okay, who's up for a game of Tin Can Tag?!" Maggie smiled to the piglets, taking one of Jeb's cans with her tail.
"Hey! That can is a family heirloom." Jeb glared.
Lionel quickly placed the group to the side, as a horse leapt over the fence.
"I was right." Atticus smiled.
"Yep, you were right." Cherry replied.
The horse ended up knocking the can into the air, where it bounced off the windmill.
"Awesome!" exclaimed the piglets.
"Ooh, tough luck, Mags." May said to the cow.
"Who's the hotshot?" Maggie glared.
"Oh, it's Buck." The mother pig beamed.
"Puh! City slicker." Mrs. Calloway rolled her eyes.
"Oh! Whoa! Whoa! Dagnabit, Buck! Take it easy," The Sheriff told his horse, trying to calm him down. "This ain't no rodeo."
"Why, good morning, Sam," Pearl greeted the Sheriff. "Is that ornery horse gettin' away from you again?"
"Oh, uh, howdy, Pearl," The Sheriff said to the woman before holding out a paper for her. "I came out to bring you another bank notice. This one'll be the last."
The farm animals soon crowded the two humans as they were talking as this didn't sound like good news.
"Every time I get a weak harvest, they send out one of those notices," Pearl grumbled. "They'll get their money soon enough."
"This don't sound good." Tony said to the others.
"Shh!" August and Clementine shushed him.
"It's a whole new shootin' match now, Pearl," The Sheriff told the woman as he handed her the paper as this was very serious. "The bank's callin' in everybody's debt. They're losin' money somethin' fierce with all the cattlemen goin' under. I'm tellin' you, if they don't get their money in three days, they're gonna auction off Patch of Heaven."
"Then we hafta find some way to get the money and save Patch of Heaven!" replied Lucas.
"But how?" August pondered to himself.
"What? No... But... They can't take my place," Pearl frowned to the Sheriff. "Why, I've been here through twisters, blizzards. Sam, uh... Sam, this is my home."
"I'm sorry, Pearl. I'm truly sorry." The Sheriff frowned back, removing his hat.
"Yeah, well... 'Sorry' just ain't gonna save my farm." Pearl sulked.
"Well, Buck, I hope you're proud of yourself." Mrs. Calloway glared at the passing horse.
"As a matter of fact, I am," The horse smirked. "Thank you for asking."
"Wait a minute..." replied Lionel. "Hey, guys, remember that poster of that Alameda Slim character?"
"Yeah...?" The others replied.
"If he's as hated as they say... Maybe that was a wanted poster! And wanted posters offer rewards, right?" asked Lionel. "So then maybe we could track that creep down and collect the reward money!"
The others soon looked to each other.
"Yeah!" Tony beamed. "Let's nab that varmint!"
"Okay, just call us... The Terrific Ten!" remarked Lucas.
"Well, I think we all know what happens now!" said Jeb.
"Jeb, don't start!" said Mrs. Calloway.
"Now we all get eaten!" Jeb replied.
"Jeb!" reprimanded Mrs. Calloway.
"What? What? You don't think people in town eat animals?" asked the goat.
Audrey scoffed. "But who would eat a chicken?" she asked, snickering.
"I would." said Lionel.
"So would I." said Lucas.
"Come on, guys. There must be something we can do!" said Maggie.
"What? What could we do?" asked Audrey.
"This just isn't fair..." sighed Ollie the pig.
Maggie's eyes lit up. "Fair! Good call, Curly!" she exclaimed.
"Ollie," the pig corrected.
"Right. Ollie." nodded Maggie.
"Uh...what is?" the pig asked.
"Listen," said Maggie. "What would you say if I told you...that you could win big money & see beautiful downtown Chugwater if you went to the County Fair?"
Lucas' hat shot off his head like the cap from a soda bottle. "The County Fair? OH, BOY!" he exclaimed giddily. "Can we go? Can we? Can we? Can we? Can we? PLEEEEEEAAAAAASSSSEEEE?!"
"Thank you for your input, but..." started Mrs. Calloway.
"C'MON! Let the new cow talk!" shouted a duck.
"New cow! New cow! New cow!" chanted the other animals.
"Come on, Mrs. C. You've got a real good-lookin' bunch here," urged Maggie. "I see some real potential!"
"Aw, shucks," grinned the duck.
"Now, the fair is two weeks away. I say we go to town, butter up that sheriff's horse, and get him to give us more time!" explained Maggie as Grace trotted over to her.
"What are we waitin' for, Maggie? Let's go!" she replied.
"YIPPEE!" Lucas cheered. "We're a-goin' to the county fair~!"
"That's right," Maggie nodded before looking to the older cow. "What do you say, Callloway?"
"Bah! Absolutely not," Mrs. Calloway huffed. "I will not abandon Pearl in her hour of need for such a ridiculous plan. She would be devastated if she found us missing. As far as I'm concerned, that's not an option."
"All right. Suit yourself," Maggie huffed as she went to walk off with Grace and the others. "Come on, guys. We've got a farm to save."
Grace glanced back and soon went to follow Maggie and the others. "Oh, you'll have to excuse her," she then told the others about Mrs. Calloway's decline in joining their adventure. "She's just a little tense."
"Tense," Maggie snorted. "What's her specialty, sour cream?"
Lionel snorted at that.
"I guess we'll just hafta go on without her." Clementine shrugged.
"Sure looks it." August agreed with a nod.
"That's a darn shame." May pouted.
"Going to town," Mrs. Calloway scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Of all the ill-conceived I-"
There was then chirping heard which made Mrs. Calloway look down to see four chicks looking up at her in silence.
"Now, don't look at me so crossly. I know what you're going to say," Mrs. Calloway said to the chicks. "That the others will need someone with my eye for detail to keep them on the straight and narrow."
The chicks continued to stare at her in silence.
"Say no more. I'll go," Mrs. Calloway told them as she soon went to leave the farm as well. "Now, tut tut. No mushy goodbyes, my little ones. You know how l get about overly emotional displays," she then called out to the others on her way out. "Ahem. Ladies? Gentlemen?"
"Mm?" Lucas asked. "Looks like you changed yer mind."
"Erm... Uh... I'd rather not talk about it." Mrs. Calloway replied.
"It's a chick thing." Grace told the others.
The chicks soon high-fived each other in success as Mrs. Calloway followed the others out to adventure. The farm animals soon called out goodbyes and good luck as they left the farm.