Tom and Jerry walked into the kitchen, and looked around in awe.

"Now that's what I call eats," said Tom.

Indeed, the kitchen was filled with lots of food on the tables and counters.

Ferdinand rolled over to a plate of steak on the floor, drooling and licking his lips.

Tom and Jerry walked into the kitchen to help themselves to some food.

When Ferdinand noticed the two approaching, he got an idea. So he slid a bowl of disgusting dog food over to the cat and mouse.

The bowl stopped right in front of the two. Tom looked down with disgust at the yucky brown dog food, and then back up at Ferdinand licking his steak.

Tom made a grimacing face at the overweight dog. Then, he threw back the bowl of dog food, sending it right into the dog's face.

Ferdinand removed the bowl, revealing his face now bowl-shaped. He straightened it out, before glaring at Tom and Jerry, who were up on the table.

Tom sliced up a very thick piece of ham for himself.

Jerry held his own plate out, asking for some.

Smiling, Tom cut another piece out for the mouse, and put it on his plate.

But the slice was too small, no bigger than at least a human thumbnail.

"Huh?" Jerry blinked in confusion.

Ferdinand peeked up over the table, and growled at the cat and mouse.

Jerry glared at the size of his ham, and then up at Tom.

But Tom just tweaked Jerry on the cheek, making the little mouse stumble a bit, before roughly patting his head.

Angered, Jerry threw down his plate, breaking it in progress. Why does Tom have to hate me so much, even if it were for no reason at all? He wondered. The mouse then looked up at a gravy boat, and gave a very naughty smirk as he got an idea. Jerry leapt onto the spoon, sending some gravy into Tom's face, just as he was about to take a bite of the ham.

Tom furiously grabbed Jerry, seeming ready to hurt him, again.

Jerry grinned nervously.

Just then, they noticed Ferdinand crawling onto the table, snarling at the two.

Tom gave a nervous smile as the dog approached him. Putting Jerry down, Tom picked up a large cake with candles, and offered it to the overweight dog.

Ferdinand gasped with delight. But before he could accept it, the cat tossed the cake up in the air.

Shocked, Ferdinand began to growl again. But the cake landed right on top of him, making him resemble the Statue of Liberty underneath pink frosting and candles.

Shaking the messy cake off of himself, Ferdinand hopped back onto his skateboard with another growl. He moved his ears into resembling a bull's horns, before charging for the cat and mouse.

Tom ran away, with Ferdinand chasing after him.

But Jerry climbed onto a big piece of cheese, swayed a chain of sausages like a lasso, and caught the fat dog by the neck with it.

Ferdinand choked as he got pulled back.

Jerry then skedaddled onto the sausages, before jumping off of Ferdinand's nose like a diving board, and landed right onto some gelatin dessert. But Jerry jumped up and down a few times on it uncontrollably.

Ferdinand laughed at the mouse.

Tom, who had been watching the scene, went back over to Jerry still bouncing the gelatin with a mischievous smirk; the cat kicked the gelatin, knocking Jerry off.

The dessert went right into Ferdinand's mouth. The overweight dog's body began to jiggle to the effects of the gelatin.

Tom and Jerry continued to eat peacefully.

Fed up with them, Ferdinand burst through a chocolate layer cake, chasing after the cat and mouse with with a sharp knife and fork.

Jerry leapt off of the table, with Ferdinand right behind him, ensuing a chase on the ground. Jerry managed to hide behind a table leg, and extended his leg out.

Ferdinand tripped over, and skidded into some fallen chocolate pudding before he looked ahead to find himself approaching another table, and cried out in terror. The overweight dog put his paws several of the table's legs, breaking some of them off, and then skated towards the back of the kitchen, knocking another table over, and finally, crashing into three cabinets.

All three cabinets fell down like dominos, along with breaking some of the dishes and cups in them.

Ferdinand was now sitting on a plate, covered in some of the food, now resembling suckling pig.

"Oh!" Aunt Figg's voice came from the other room. "What's all the commotion in here?"

Coming into the room, Aunt Figg examined the mess and smiled. "Well... your pets are certainly housebroken. They've been here five minutes, and already, they've broken the house."

Tom and Jerry both grinned sheepishly, now ashamed of the mess they caused. Jerry hid behind Tom.

Mandy and Robyn came into the kitchen in their pajamas; Robyn a blue nightshirt, and Mandy and purple nightdress with a sash and black slippers.

They, too, looked shocked by the mess Tom and Jerry caused.

"We really don't have enough room for them here, do we?" Aunt Figg shook her head at the girls.

"They didn't mean to cause any trouble," said Mandy.

"I- I'm sure they won't do it again, Aunt Figg," Robyn stated. "I promise."

"No, they won't," Aunt Figg agreed. "I promise," she grinned nastily at Tom and Jerry as they approached her. Aunt Figg then put her arm around Robyn, as she began to say, "There's a sweet man down the street, Dr. Applecheek. He absolutely adores animals. He has a houseful all kinds. And he loves them, to death..." she added, as she pulled on Tom's head, much to his dismay.

Tom shook his head, and he and Jerry turned away from her, both crossing their arms.

"I'm sure I can talk him into taking them in," Aunt Figg suggested. "They'll have all the food they can eat. Companionship, shelter..." she chuckled. This caught the cat and mouse's attention, as they smiled at each other.

Aunt Figg pinched Robyn's cheek. "And you two can go and visit them every day."

Robyn slapped Aunt Figg's hand away.

Mandy thought about it for a moment. "What do you think, Robyn?" She asked for her sister's opinion.

"Well," Robyn thought aloud, scratching her head, "I don't know. We'll have to talk it over with them, first," she told Aunt Figg.

"Oh?" Aunt Figg's eyes widened in surprise. "Oh? Oh y- you do that?" She narrowed her eyes at Robyn as if she were crazy. But, she decided to shrug it off. "Well, your daddy's lawyer-" she caught herself. "Uh, your late daddy's lawyer, Mr. Lickboot, is waiting for me."

Mandy glared at Aunt Figg as she left the kitchen.

Ferdinand followed her.

Jerry had now become suspicious of her. Robyn and Mandy were right about that Aunt Figg, he thought to himself. Deciding to take advantage of her, Jerry followed Aunt Figg, careful not to be noticed.

"Well?" Robyn asked Tom, with a shrug.

"She says it's a house," said Tom, shrugging back with a grin. "And I'm a house-cat kind of guy."

"Hmm, what do you think, Jerry?" Mandy looked down to ask Jerry, only to find him gone. "Jerry?"

"Jerry?" Robyn looked around. "Where's Jerry?"

"Maybe Ferdy ate him," Tom suggested, mischievously.

But the girls sternly frowned at him.

"Tom!" Robyn put her hands on her hips.

"Very funny," Mandy joined in, crossing her arms.

"Hey, don't look at me," Tom grinned sheepishly at the girls' reaction to his playful joke. "What am I, my mouse's keeper?"

Robyn leaned forward, giving him a pleading look.

Tom tried to resist, looking back seriously.

But Robyn began to frown sadly.

Tom eventually gave up, now moved by the pleading look Robyn's face. "Okay, okay, I'll go look for him," he reluctantly agreed.

Robyn smiled.

As did Mandy. Just then, another thought came to her. "Oh, and Tom?"

Tom stopped, and looked back at Mandy. "Yeah?"

"Do you think, for once, you and Jerry could maybe try and get along with each other?"

Upon hearing her words, Tom didn't know how to answer.

"Please? Just this one little favor, for me?" Mandy said, encouragingly.

The pleading look in Mandy's eyes made Tom feel even more moved. Yet, still reluctant. "Oh, very well!" He finally agreed. "I'll talk to him, and see if we can at least try and work things out, together." With that, he left in search for Jerry.