And now our alternate story continues. Enjoy!
The train soon arrived at Green River. All the passengers - both humans and mice - disembarked.
But Mama and Papa were heartbroken as they walked off the train. Yasha was sound asleep in Mama's arms as they reached the ground.
"My kids… Fievel… Tanya…" she sniffed.
Tony and Bridgett walked up to them.
"Don't worry Mrs. M, Filly and Tilly are strong mice." Tony said encouragingly. "I'm sure they're alright."
"Indeed. I have no doubt that they're trying to find their way here right now." Bridgett said in agreement.
Mama just sniffed as Papa gave the two a sad smile. "That's very kind of you two. Thank you for at least trying." he said to them.
Tony smiled. "Any time Mr. M."
The five mice made their way to the town. Left and right, mice were getting themselves new homes.
"You know something? I think we got snookered." said Mama, gazing around at the old town.
"No, Mama, this is what the land of opportunity looks like." reassured Papa. "... I think." he added, a little unsure.
"It feels empty and lonely." muttered Mama.
"Well that cowboy mouse did say that this place is in need of help." said Tony.
"Papa, quick." said Mama.
"All right, we may be slower, but we are smarter. All these speedy mices are fighting over the land. In this dusty country you want to be near the water." instructed Papa.
The four mice ran near a small stream of water and settled down in two locations. Papa, Mama, and Yasha settled down in a can while Tony and Bridgett settled down in an old crate.
"Alright, we're neighbors!" Tony said happily.
Papa chuckled and Bridgett giggled.
"Well you are good friends of our family." said Papa.
"Tony! Bridggie!" giggled Yasha.
Mama looked at their surroundings. "So this is what we left New York for. This is what we lost Fievel and Tanya for." she muttered.
"Yeah, ya gotta hey hope that they're alive." said Tony as he and Bridgett walked over to the new Mousekewitz home. "Just like Tillie did when Filly was trying to find ya a few years ago."
Up on the water tower, Chula was climbing up the side, muttering to himself.
"Chula, do this. Chula, do that. I'm a good-looking spider, no? There's lots of women like to marry me." he said to himself as he got out a cork and hammer.
"Tony's right Mama, Fievel and Tanya will come. They're Mousekewitzs." said Papa with a smile. "If we work hard, Green River will be everything we dreamed. The water, for instance. In days it will be a beautiful waterfall. That patch of mud will be a rich field covered with grain. Prairie dogs will graze on that land, and the city will prosper."
As if on cue, Chula hammered the cork in place, making the water from the tower stop leaking.
The flow of water dried up immediately, much to all the mice's horror.
"The water." gasped Papa.
"Without water... how can we survive?" Mama asked worriedly.
Then, Cat R. Waul and his gang walked up to the mice. They all froze in fear.
"Please, there's no need for such a bleak assessment of your situation." Waul said assuringly. "After all, what are neighbors for? A cup of sugar, a saucer of cream. A pail of water, perhaps." he said as he produced each, setting the pail of water on top of Chula, much to his annoyance.
"Water? I'll give 'em water." he said as he spat a web, which trapped Papa, Mama, Yasha, Tony, and Bridgett in the can.
"Hey, let us out!" shouted Tony.
"I'd like to share a vision. A vision of a better world." said Waul as he grabbed Yasha, and tenderly lifted her up, much to the worry of Papa, Mama, Tony, and Bridgett.
"Hey, give her back!" shouted Tony.
"She doesn't belong to you!" added Bridgett.
"Relax, no harm shall come to this baby mouse." Waul assured. "As I was saying, I see a world where cats and mice live and work side by side. A world where mothers raise their mouselings without fear. Where musicians receive their proper due." He said as he kissed Yasha.
Waul handed the baby back down to Mama, Yasha cooing and giggling as her mother held her close.
"Where young mousettes fulfill their every, dream. Will you help me build this world?" asked Waul.
Everyone cheered.
"So this is what opportunities are like out in the west." mused Mama.
"And now we will be able to live them well." said Papa. "Especially once Fievel and Tanya find their way home."
"Cats and mice living in peace, that's what I always wanted to hear." said Bridgett as she play-tickled Yasha. Yasha cooed and giggled.
But Tony wasn't so sure. Something about Waul wasn't right to him. It was Warren T. Rat, Mr. Grasping, Mr. Toplofty, Mr. O'Bloat, and Madame Mousey all over again.
"I don't know." he said to himself. "Something about Waul doesn't seem right. The only cats that ever showed true companionship were Tiger and Miss Kitty. "I'll have to keep an eye on him."
Down in the desert, Fievel and Tanya were walking in the blistering heat.
"Water… need… water…" panted Fievel.
"And… shelter… so hot!..." panted Tanya, wiping her forehead.
Then, a voice could be heard in the distance.
"Fievel. Tanya. I'm right here."
Fievel and Tanya's ears perked up.
"Mama, we're coming!" shouted Fievel.
"You found us!" cheered Tanya.
In the distance, Fievel and Tanya could just make out their parents and baby sister.
"I'm right here kids." said the voice.
"Mama, we're coming!" shouted Fievel as he and Tanya ran over to the source of the noise.
"Fievel... Tanya..." the voice echoed.
"Mama! Papa! Yasha!" called Fievel.
Fievel and Tanya ran over and hugged their parents and sister… only for them to turn into cactuses.
Fievel and Tanya didn't realize they were each hugging a cactus until...
"YEOOOOOOOOOW!" they screamed, jumping into the air several feet and landed in the dirt, covered in pins.
"Aw great. It was a mirage." groaned Tanya, picking the pins off herself.
"Oh, I hope we find them soon." sighed Fievel as he picked the pins off himself.
"Me too little brother. Me too." sighed Tanya.
Down a ways away, Fievel's best friend, who was a large orange cat in a purple t-shirt, Tiger, was walking along in the heat.
Tiger was a cat who didn't eat mice because he was a vegetarian. He was also one of two cats who we're good friends of Fievel, Tanya, Tony, Mama, Papa, Yasha, Bridgett, and any of their friends. The other was his girlfriend Miss Kitty, whom had left for Green River before the mice did.
Tiger had tried to catch up with his little buddies, but thanks to a bunch of dogs everywhere, he missed the train was now walking through the hot desert.
"This is the worst moment of my life. I wouldn't wish this on a dog. Maybe a dog." Tiger sighed before singing to himself. "Oh, my darling, Oh, my darling…"
"Who?" came a voice.
"Oh, my darling…" sang Tiger before he heard the voice. "Oh, my darling?" he asked hopefully.
Through the sunlight, Tiger could see a grey cat in a purple dress. It looked like Miss Kitty. Tiger beamed happily.
"Who?" she called.
"It's Tiger, your darling. Don't you recognize me?" Tiger asked, running over.
"Who?" she asked,
"It's me, Tiger. Your darling baby buppie-bunga-boo." said a Tiger as he ran over.
He grabbed Miss Kitty's head and began kissing her… only for her to turn into an owl on a rock.
Tiger coughed out some feathers before seeing the owl. "Hey, you're not my darling." he said in confusion.
The owl huffed before flying away.
"I just kissed an owl." said Tiger in surprise.
"Tiger!" came Fievel's voice.
Tiger's ears perked up. "Fievel?"
"Tiger!" came Tanya's voice.
"Tanya?" asked Tiger.
"Tiger!" both Fievel and Tanya's voices shouted.
Tiger looked to see Fievel and Tanya in the distance. "Fievel, I've been searchin' all over for you!"
"Tiger, is that you?" asked Fievel.
"Fievel!" called Tiger's voice.
Fievel and Tanya looked hopeful until their faces became downcast.
"Nope, bet it's another mirage." sighed Fievel.
"It's to hot for anyone else to be out here." sighed Tanya. "Why would Tiger be out here?"
"Fievel, Tanya, I can't tell you how much... I wish you weren't a mirage." said Tiger.
Fievel and Tanya passed by Tiger, neither of them realizing that the other was real.
"Hi, mirage of Tiger." Fievel and Tanya said in tired unison.
"Hi, mirage of Fievel and Tanya." greeted Tiger in the same tone.
Later, Tiger was walking under a stone bridge and walked bast a buffalo skeleton.
"Don't they ever dust this place?" asked Tiger. "Boy, (coughs) a guy could make a fortune selling…"
The skeleton suddenly rattled its bones. Tiger looked behind him, but the skeleton was back on the ground.
"...vacuum cleaners." Tiger finished nervously.
Multiple times, the skeleton got up and immediately went track down whenever Tiger turned to look. But once, it began to dance and used of of it's bones as a dancing stick. Tiger joined in and used the stick and accidentally threw it into the kegs, making the buffalo skeleton collapse.
"Dancing buffalo bones…" mused Tiger. "Naw."
Suddenly, the skeleton flew upwards and trapped Tiger in the ribcage, much to his shock. Tiny warcries could be heard and Tiger saw tiny Indian mice appear and surround him.
Later, Tiger was tied up to a stick above a fire at the Indian's home. They were all chanting loudly at him as once out salt on his tail.
"Aw, come on, fellas. I'm just a mangy, old cat." begged Tiger. I don't taste good without, you know, ketchup.
Then, the mouse with the salt warplanes Tiger's tail around herself, much to her comfort.
"No. No, no, no, ma'am. I'm not your color." said Tiger. "Could we have an espresso and talk this over, please?"
Then, a mouse with a large Indian hat came out of one of the tents. This was Geronimouse, leader of the Mousehican tribe. He shuffled over to Tiger?
"How... do you do?" asked Tiger, chuckling,
Geronimouse spoke in Mousehican Dialect, before noticing something. "Huh?"
He saw that Tiger's shape resembled that of the butte beyond the campground.
"Ah." he mused as she steps closer to Tiger, who chuckled nervously.
To be continued…
Now they think Tiger's their god. Andy Tony is starting to get suspicious about Waul.
Let's hope Fievel and Tanya will be ok.
Rate and review and I'll see you next time where Fievel, Tanya, and Tiger reunite in the most interesting way.