The next day soon came, and the first two to wake up were Mrs. Brisby and Maika. The thwo of them heard an engine which began to start. Mrs. Brisby got up and clasped her hands to her chest as the fear struck. Going outside for a look, she climbed to the top of the large stone next to her house, and sniffed the air as Maika began to join her. "What did I tell you?" Auntie Shrew told the widowed mouse. "Moving Day!" "But isn't there a way to stop it?" Maika asked. "Oh, I'm afraid not." Auntie Shrew replied. "I don't suppose you've packed!" "What about Timmy?" Mrs. Brisby panicked. "The chill in the air could kill him!" "Well, child, that tractor surely will." Auntie Shrew told her. "For the last time, get your children out of here, before it's too late!" They soon heard the tractor getting started. "I don't like the sound of that." Maika gulped a bit. "Run! Run for your lives, run!" Auntie Shrew called out into the field, running to warn the others. "It's Moving Day! Run! The plow is here! Run!" Heads popped out of holes as the other animals sat up to hear. Warning signals get passed. Soon, every animal was running out of the field as fast as they could. "Run! Get out!" Auntie Shrew told them. "I must get my children!" Mrs. Brisby told Maika before running off. Maika frowned as she already knew what would happen to Timmy if he took one step out of bed, and where she had to think of what to do. She woke up Ema and rushed her off as it was now Moving Day for the animals.
After thinking for sometime, Maika ran off towards the tractor, and where everyone saw her running towards it and the one that freaked out the most was Auntie Shrew. "What are you doing, you crazy, stupid child?!" Auntie Shrew asked. "I'm gonna help you guys!" Maika replied while running. "How?!" Auntie Shrew asked. "By stopping the tractor!" Maika told her while running. "Just how do you intend to do that?" Auntie Shrew asked. "You're worse than Martin Brisby." Maika climbed up the tractor and went to the power source. A chain was seen dangling. "Ha... Gotcha..." Maika said before she went that way to the chain. And where she began to climb up the chain. The tractor bumped a bit, making her yelp as she fell a bit, nearly falling to the blades, luckily narrowly missing them. "Phew..." Maika sighed from that as she felt his heart race. "Maika!" Mrs. Brisby cried out in deep concern. "Don't worry, I'm okay" Maika called out before continuing her way up the chain. Ema began to hyperventilate for Maika. But she snapped out of it as she began to help out the Brisbys as a distraction. Maika stood up as she shook a bit before Auntie Shrew was coming to go with her, though she thought she was insane. "Okay, gotta get to its main power source which should be close." she said to herself. "Maika! Hang on!" Auntie Shrew told Maika. "It's okay, I got it!" Maika told her as she carefully went to the main power source before she would find the spark plugs. "You shouldn't be here!" "I'm here to help!" Auntie Shrew told her. "Well, okay." Maika said.
Auntie Shrew and Maika went further into the machine. Maika pulled one of the distributer caps off the spark plug. It arced wildly, flinging her from side-to-side, tossing herself against a fuel container, and when she saw what it is, she started to pull with all her strength at the hose running from it. Finally, she succeeded in pulling the hose loose which made fuel spray spray everywhere. And where Auntie Shrew made sure Maika didn't fall off. The tractor began to slowly grind into a halt. Maika panted a bit as she dropped down, seeming to be wore out. "Glad that's over." she said to herself. "Girl, come on." Auntie Shrew told Atticus, leading her into the grassy field as a human was coming out. The human began to try and get his tractor started at first before seeing the source of his problem. "Well of all the rotten luck," The man grumbled to himself. "Fuel line's cut." "He'll come back tomorrow," Mrs. Brisby frowned uneasily and worriedly. "I wish Jonathan were here." "Well, he's not." Auntie Shrew stated bluntly. "Rude, much?" Ema glanced at her. Mrs. Brisby began to cry a bit. "Oh, I'm so sorry, Mrs. Brisby." Ema frowned softly. "Stupid!" Auntie Shrew complained about the humans. "What am I going to do?" Mrs. Brisby sulked. "We'll think of something," Auntie Shrew told her. "Come on, let's get out of here." Then the group left the area.
"Maika, that was the bravest thing I have ever seen you do." Ema said to her friend. "We don't want Timmy to die, so I did what I had to do to prevent it from happening. I'm sure you would've done the same, Ema." Maika replied. "Yeah. I think I would" Ema agreed. They soon arrived back at the Brisbys' home and began to wait for breakfast. "How about The Great Owl?" Ema asked while waiting for breakfast. "You know about The Great Owl?" Auntie Shrew asked in surprise. "I heard Martin say he wasn't afraid of the Great Owl; whoever it is, he must be very wise." Ema said. "Well... He IS very helpful..." Auntie Shrew said about the Great Owl. "Then I think you guys ought to go see him," Ema replied. "Even if owls eat mice." "Yes, you're right. I'll take Elizabeth as soon as possible." Auntie Shrew said as she felt inspired. "Great." Ema smiled. "I guess after you folks eat up... Where did you come from anyway?" Auntie Shrew asked sharply. "Uh... Dapplewood Forest!" Maika made up on the spot. "It's very far from here." "Hmm... Interesting..." Auntie Shrew replied. "You folks are really strange." "Oh, Auntie Shrew, they're lovely dears." Mrs. Brisby told the shrew as she loved their company. "If you want, Mrs. Brisby, I could go with you." Ema suggested. "I would love that very much" Mrs. Brisby smiled. "You do that and I'll stay here and watch the kids." said Maika. "Great. Then we have a plan." said Ema.
After breakfast, Ema and Mrs. Brisby got ready and headed out. "The Great Owl would know what to do about this," Auntie Shrew reminded Mrs. Brisby. "You must go see him." "Oh, w-we couldn't do that," Mrs. Brisby said nervously. "Owls eat mice!" "Well, my child, show a little courage!" Auntie Shrew reminded her. "We're fighting for Timmy's life!" "And we know the fastest way there." Ema smiled. "Jonathan, your wife, I fear, is in desperate trouble," A voice spoke. "A visit to the Great Owl may indeed be profitable. Go to the Owl then, Mrs. Brisby. Go there!" Ema looked around before shrugging as she could had sworn that she heard something, though a familiar sight was coming back in the shape of a certain crow they had met earlier yesterday after meeting Mr. Ages and Mrs. Brisby. As they were flying on Jeremy, Mrs. Brisby looked terrified. "This isn't so bad." Ema tried to say with a straight face. "Nice evening, huh?" Jeremy smiled. "I told you you'd love flying." "I don't know how I let you talk me into this!" Mrs. Brisby gasped. "Aw, don't thank me, Mrs. Briz," Jeremy replied. "When we get to the Great Owl, he'll know just what to do about everything!" "Owls eat mice!" Mrs. Brisby reminded him. "Um... Only after dark..." Jeremy shrugged before diving toward a stand of trees and barreled among the branches at high speed, finally coming to light on a branch. Ema and Mrs. Brisby slid cautiously down the crow's leg. "That must be the owl's tree over there." Jeremy said, indicating to a sinister looking tree a short distance away as he went to take flight again. "Looks homey." Maika said.
Mrs. Brisby cupped in Jeremy's left foot. They landed on a branch leading to a dark hole in the side of the tree. Cobwebs hung from everywhere. Slow breathing could be heard within... Or was it just the wind? "Hello? Hello?" Jeremy called out, but he didn't get an answer so far. "Well, the place looks deserted. I guess we'd better get outta here." he suggested. Suddenly, a loud hooting sound could be heard from within the tree, and a dusty gust of wind came rolling out of the hole, as if something was flapping very large wings, blowing the group backward a bit. "Step inside my house..." A voice demanded. "Who said that?" Maika asked, terrified. Mrs. Brisby was about to go inside, but hesitated. "Come inside, or go away." The voice demanded. "Mrs. Brisby, think about your son." Ema tried to help motivate the widowed mouse into going with them. "Timothy... Remember Timothy..." Mrs. Brisby told herself as she followed Ema inside. The two mice began to make their way inside. Ema let out a small yelp as she stumbled over a pile of bones, knocking them down into the inner recesses of the tree. Mrs. Brisby gasped as a moth fluttered in her face, nearly sending her racing back out. A spider stalked her, but just as it was about to attack, it was crushed by the owl's foot. Mrs. Brisby cowered in terror at the sight of the owl's glowing eyes. "Why have you come?" The Great Owl demanded. "Please... Please forgive us for disturbing you, but my son's life is in great danger." Mrs. Brisby spoke up. A fluttering moth came too close to the owl, and he gulped it down. "Gruesome." Ema winced slightly. "Moving Day's come, and we were wondering if you could help us." Ema told the owl. "Move your family." The Great Owl stated, emphasizing his words with flapping of his huge wings. Mrs. Brisby and Ema were now in the center of a gust of wind like the one they had felt before with Jeremy, making the widowed mouse cower as bones dislodged from the ceiling, clattering all around them. "Yes, I would move, but Timothy has pneumonia," Mrs. Brisby said. "He can't even get out of bed." The Great Owl considered this before speaking again. "You must move it to a place where it will be safe from the plow." "Please, there must be another way." Mrs. Brisby begged. "There is no other way." The Great Owl replied. Mrs. Brisby frowned as it seemed now hopeless.
"I must bid you good evening, Mrs...?" The Great Owl soon spoke to the widowed mouse again. "Mrs. Brisby." She informed. "Brisby? Mrs. Jonathan Brisby?" The Great Owl soon asked as he suddenly turned back and peered closely enough at the widowed mouse that she could see her reflection is his eye, making her pull back as far as she dared. "Why, yes! He was my husband!" Mrs. Brisby said. "You knew her husband?" Ema asked. "How?" "That is not important," The Great Owl replied. "I will say this, his name is not unknown in these woods." "Sir, there must be another way." Ema said to the Great Owl, referring to Mrs. Brisby's predicament. "Please sir, I'll do anything to save Timmy," Mrs. Brisby begged. "Anything." The Great Owl considered for a moment before thinking of something. "There is a way. Go to the rats." he told them. "The rats?" Ema repeated. "But I don't know any rats!" Mrs. Brisby replied. "In the rosebush." The Great Owl said. "Oh, yes, near the farmhouse." Mrs. Brisby then said. "Go there," The Great Owl instructed. "Ask for Nicodemus." "Yes, sir." Ema nodded. "Nicodemus?" Mrs. Brisby asked. "But how can they help?" "They must move your house to the lee of the stone." The Great Owl advised. "No rat could move my house!" Mrs. Brisby gasped. "It's-" "They have ways!" The Great Owl replied, looming in again. "I don't understand, but I will do as you say." Mrs. Brisby said as she saw she needed to do this for the future of her young son's life and her family. "Thank you, Great Owl." Ema smiled. "You are welcome... It is night... I must go." The Great Owl then said as he went for the door as the others got out of the way as best as they could. "Remember... The lee of the stone." he reminded, proceeding past the cowering Jeremy to the end of the branch. He spread his wings, and flew off into the night.
The mice rejoined Jeremy at the entrance. "What... What did he say?" Jeremy asked them. "He said to go to the rats." Mrs. Brisby said. "Rats?" Jeremy asked. "What rats?" "The lee of the stone..." Mrs. Brisby said to herself thoughtfully. "We better get back to your home." Ema told Mrs. Brisby. "Yes... Right... Right..." Mrs. Brisby nodded to that. They soon came back to the house as Maika did a very good job with entertaining Teresa, Cynthia, and even Martin. "Well, we can see you kept the kids entertained." Ema smiled at Maika. "Yeah, even Martin liked me." Maika smiled back. "They kinda like me better than Auntie Shrew." "Well, at least you had some fun." Ema replied. Then they saw Martin, Teresa, and Cynthia, looking tired. "Ready for bed?" Maika smiled. "Yeah..." The Brisby kids replied. "Alright." Maika said. "You guys get your pajamas and wash up." The Brisby kids went to get into their pajamas, and Mrs. Brisby was surprised in a good way to see this happening. "This hasn't happened in a very long time..." Mrs. Brisby said to Maika. "Are you a professional nanny?" "No. Ema and I just happen to have experience with little kids." Maika smiled proudly. Ema nodded in agreement. Whenever they would go on a fan meeting tour, Maika and Ema would meet little kids, so they know how to interact with them. "You're both really something. Like brave souls." Mrs. Brisby smiled at them. "We've been through a lot." Maika and Ema replied. "Oh, I wish I could fearless like you... Or my darling Jonathan..." Mrs. Brisby said. "Mrs. Brisby, you should know that being brave doesn't mean you go out looking for trouble," Ema advised. "You should be brave when you have to be. Especially for your children with your poor little Timmy sick in bed." "That's right." Maika added. "You make it sound so easy." Mrs. Brisby said to them. "Try not to worry so much, we're all here for you." Ema coaxed. "Yes... Excuse me..." Mrs. Brisby smiled softly as she walked off briefly. Maika and Ema smiled at each other. "I'd say we're doing good for this mission." said Ema. "Yeah. Euterpe wasn't kidding when she said urgent. Timmy having pneumonia is very serious. But I know that we can help Mrs. Brisby cure him." Maika replied. "I do too. Because you and I are Honey Cat." said Ema, smiling. Maika nodded in agreement while smiling back.