Disclaimer: I don't own Hamtaro, so put away that team of Lawyers.

Cool! There's now a Hamtaro Section under Anime! I posted a story there, but I don't see it on the Anime page yet. Probably another "may take 24 hours to update" thing. To get there until them, go to http://fanfiction.net/list.php?categoryid=1494

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Hamtaro fell down the drainpipe and landed on Brandy's head with an "Oopaa!" "Look Brandy! I'm all better!" Hamtaro said, but Brandy just yawned.

Hamtaro was thinking about his friends as he bolted through the tunnel. He wanted to see them badly. He didn't care if they still hated him. He didn't care if they never want to see him again. He didn't care that he was about to run into a large sack. Wait a minute…

"Ouchichi!" Hamtaro yelped, before tumbling back a bit. Some flour fell on him, turning his fur white.

At the clubhouse, Boss was taking a quick break from digging and was watching the girls. He already dug out most of the second room, but moving and packing that much dirt is hard for someone the size of a hamster. Then, he heard the clubhouse door open.

"Heke?" said all the Ham-Hams in the room. Everyone they knew, except Elderham and Auntie Viv were already at the clubhouse, and they thought Hamtaro was dead. They were surprised when they saw another hamster. It had fur as white as Bijou, and about the size of Stan.

"Who are you?" Boss asked, getting up.

"It's me, Hamtaro!" the white hamster said, smiling. Everyone recognized the voice.

"Ahh! It's the ghost of Hamtaro, and he's gonna get revenge on us! Run, everyone! Run!" Oxnard yelled. The whole room was thrown into a panic, and everyone ran in different directions.

"Wait, I'm not a ghost!" Hamtaro called out. Bijou came out and lightly poked the white Hamster in the shoulder. "See?"

"I do not know if you are Hamtaro or not, but you are not ze ghost." Bijou said. "Eef you are who you zay you are, prove eet!"

"If you say so, Bijou." Hamtaro started to sing and dance:

Oh ticky ticky ticky,

If you're in a jam,

Wasa wasa wasa,

You remember I'm your Ham!

Oh badda badda badda,

If you ever need a hand,

Kushi kushi kushi,

Just remember I'm your Ham!

"It is you!" Boss said, wide-eyed.

"But, like, what's with the white fur?" Sandy asked.

Hamtaro looked down and saw his fur and paws where all white. "It must be that white stuff that fell on me in the tunnel. Just a sec." Hamtaro started to do a little grooming. Kushi-Kushi! When he was done, everyone could see part of his real fur on his face, most importantly his trademark diagonal run of orange fur.

"Eet is you!" Bijou exclaimed, and hugged Hamtaro, getting flour on herself in the process. It's a good thing her fur's already white, Hamtaro thought.

"Listen guys, I'm sorry for what happened yesterday," Hamtaro started, but was cut off by Boss.

"No need to explain," Boss said. "We know you've gone through some tough times with Laura."

"So you know all about my hospital trip?" Hamtaro asked.

"Wait, wait, wait. What hospital trip?" Stan asked.

"Well, I got really sick last night. I heard something about a disease carried by mice, and it got to my food, but everything else is hard to remember."

"So Laura was referring to mice!" Maxwell realized.

"So, those disgusting excuses for rodents are the cause of this," Boss said.

"Oh, no! What have I done?" Oxnard complained.

"What's he talking about?" Hamtaro asked.

"Oh, nothing!" Boss said, sweatdropping. "If there's no real danger, you all should get back to your owners. They might really miss you if you don't."

Later, right before bed, Laura was writing in her diary, while Hamtaro was nibbling a sunflower seed, trying to figure out what Boss meant by danger, or what Oxnard did. He did hear Laura say that her dad had released the mouse in a large field on the way to work.

"Today was a…long…day," Laura said, picking up Hamtaro. "But I hope tomorrow will be a great day, don't you?"

"Heke!" Hamtaro said with a grin.

Laura was very happy to hear that sound again.

Epilogue:

-Oxnard was sorry for biting Laura, and gained her forgiveness (remember, she blamed the mouse odor.)

-The extra rooms at the clubhouse were used for storage.

-Travis distributed the medicated food to all the hamster owners he knew. Bijou and Oxnard shared theirs with Boss and Snoozer, so nobody got that disease again. (remember kids, don't share medicines, especially prescription medications. It's a bad idea.)

-Travis lost Boss when the hamster was Penelope's age. Just pretend he was raised by real field hamsters that took him in. The idea for this is not part of the cartoon, so you probably never hear about this again.

-The mouse is living comfortably, along with other mice people caught and dropped off.

-The bag of flour was for cooking. Remember, Boss left cookies for "Santa Claus," so why not bake cookies themselves? (they also seem to have a T.V…)

-This is my first attempt at a fanfic, but I think I did pretty well. Please review. Heck, I'm new, send flames if you want!

-Does anyone else have to select a story more than once occasionally before it actually loads?

My next project: Ask Hamtaro, the Ham-Hams, and Company

(If I can get around to it!)

THE END