I still don't own Hamtaro, or anything related to it, save this fic. Do you really think there's any official stuff on this entire site?

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Late at night, a lone blue van drove down the road. Inside, one of the humans agonized over the health of her beloved pet.

"Hamtaro, please hang on…" she said. She was glad tomorrow was Saturday, so she didn't have to worry about waking up for school tomorrow morning.

Finally, she got to the animal clinic. Luckily, it was open 24 hours. She got out of the van before it completely stopped, and ran into the building. Her parents decided to wait in the van.

She went right up to the counter. She was surprised to see…

"Travis! What are you doing here?"

"Well," Travis started, "my parents run the clinic. I'm usually involved with soccer and stuff, but I try to help around here when I can."

He then noticed the hamster carrier. "Is there something wrong with your pet?"

"Yeah, take a look," she said. They carefully took him out onto the counter. Travis looked him over carefully.

"I don't see any signs of injury. He looks like he may be sick…" then, it hit him.

"Do you have a problem with mice in your house?"

Laura blinked. "Actually, yes. He even go into Hamtaro's food."

Travis explained: "There's been a disease being transmitted by the mice. This looks like the case. Especially since he got into Hamtaro's food."

"Disease?!" Laura exclaimed.

"Don't worry, it's very easy to cure. We have lots of the medicine. It's in food form, so don't worry about surgery or needles."

"How long will it take to cure him?"

"Well, until medication will take a day to fully work. During that time, he shouldn't be near any mice. I can bring him to your house tomorrow night, but see if you can rid your house from mice in the meantime." He got out two plastic tubes, the type that trap mice using a one-way door. He gave them to Laura. "The instructions are on the label on the bottom. It got rid of all our mice," he explained.

Suddenly, a man behind Travis spoke, surprising Travis and Laura, because they didn't realize he was there.

"Good diagnosis, Travis. I would have come up with the same conclusion."

"Oh, hey dad. I'm going to start treating Hamtaro here." Travis said, carrying Hamtaro to the back.

"I didn't realize Travis was so good with animals," Laura said.

"He's actually best with hamsters," the father started to explain. "When he was young, Travis had a hamster. But when he was 6, we lost his hamster in the park. He was depressed for months. The hamster was still just a baby. I know that, to this day, he still thinks about that little hamster from time to time, which he called 'Boss'".

Meanwhile, in the back…

Hamtaro was put in a nice-sized cage, with it's own whiz-wheel, water bottle, and everything. Travis then put the medicine food in the food dish. He took a piece and handed it to Hamtaro.

"Here, eat this. It'll help you get better."

Hamtaro forced himself to eat the piece of food. It tasted terrible, but he did feel better after he finished it. He then started to slowly eat more of the food out of the dish. Travis sat there and observed Hamtaro eat. He was thinking of his pet hamster from long ago…

"How is he?" Laura asked as she and Travis's dad came into the room.

"Pretty good," Travis replied. "He's already eaten some of the food."

Laura looked at the eating critter. His fur coat was starting to return to normal color already.

Laura then thanked Travis and his dad, and wished Hamtaro a good recovery. She then got back into the van and explained the problem to her parents.

"What should we do now?" her mother asked.

"Simple," her dad replied. "I'm going to get rid of those mice. They can't get away with stealing food and making Hamtaro sick."

That night, Laura's dad set up both tubes. Sometime after midnight, one trap fulfilled its job.

Chapter 3 should be up soon.