Tadashi adapted quickly to Hilltop School. He got on very well with his space-moving companions, Timothy the Racoon and Fritz the Skunk. He was a good audience listening to Yoko the Cat with her violin, he enjoyed Soccer rounds with the Bulldog Frank twins (He wondered why any parent would name their child the same name but then there was a possibly of them being called Franklin and Francis) as well as trying to do better work than Claude, the other racoon. He didn't mind Claude but didn't like him much either; he found him too stuck-up and pompous. As for Grace the ginger cat, Tadashi would tend to boycott her - found her too much of a spoiled brat. From reading Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, he found her a mixture of Veruca Salt and Violet Beauregarde rolled into one. Veruca for her attitude, though to be fair she didn't throw nasty tantrums just acting like the best, and Violet for her blue dress. He considered finding a way of bulging her into a blueberry but considered the consequences of her remaining blue after she had deflated. When he wasn't at school, Tadashi would be invited to parties such as Lilly's Birthday party and Beaver Doris' sprinkle party. They had a fun time but Tadashi was regretful to meet her three older brothers; Horace, Boaris and Morris. They were ill-mannered, rowdy, lazy and as arrogant as a mighty lion. Doris and Charles the Mouse told Tadashi of the time they interrupted their basketball game by lifting the ball out of their reach calling Doris a shrimp but Charles stood up for her saying she was the biggest in the class and right he was. Those three jerks obviously had the brawn but not the brains.

For lunch they had pasta and sausages which Tadashi throughly enjoyed. Mr. Jenkins didn't seem to like sausages all that much because he always seemed to look at his fork-load before putting it into his mouth. Mrs. Jenkins on the other hand ate hers without complaint.

"So what did you do at the park today?" asked Mr. Jenkins taking a sip of water.

"I was being a rabbit at Watership Down," said Tadashi proudly. "Keeping an eye out for elil and Genreal Woundwort."

"And did he come?" asked Mrs. Jenkins.

"Nope," said Tadashi happily. "The warren was safe and secure."

"Mama!"

Tadashi jumped when he kicked his satchel under the table.

"What was that?" asked Mr. Jenkins.

"I found something while at the tree," explained Tadashi.

He leapt off his chair, brought out the satchel, opened it and showed the two foxes the neglected doll.

"My!" said Mrs. Jenkins. "She looks familiar."

"It was there when I was by the tree," said Tadashi. "No one came for it so I thought it best to bring it home until we know who owns the doll."

One nice morning on the weekend, Mrs. Jenkins took him to Hilltop Park where he stood by a tree, just like the one he read about at Watership Down. The fox watched him pretending to be a rabbit hopping about the warren and she couldn't help but chuckle at the sweet sight. He sat down to catch his breath when suddenly he heard a squeaky voice; "Mama! I'm hungry!"

He got up to find he was sitting on a cat doll. A blackish grey cat wearing a lovely pink dress, with blue and cream linings on the bottom of the skirt, a Spanish sash over its left shoulder tied to its right waist and on its left ear was perched a lovely rose.

"Where have I seen this before?" Tadashi asked himself.

"Tadashi! Time to go!" called Mrs. Jenkins in the distance waving to him.

"Coming!" Tadashi called back. He open his satchel, picked up the doll, slotted it into his satchel, buckled it and headed down to Mrs. Jenkins.

"Fair play, my boy! Fair play!" praised Mr. Jenkins who put another fork full of pasta into his mouth and his eyes widened in shock, as if he bit into a sausage.

"I rmeber this doll, now!" said Mrs. Jenkins as she asked Tadashi to hand it to her. "Juanita showed this to us in Show and Care."

"Can we take it to her after lunch?" suggested Tadashi.

"Of course," said Mrs. Jenkins and was greeted with Tadashi suddenly rushing his lunch to get started.

When they had finished, they walked to her adorable house. They knocked at her door at her door and they were greeted by her mother.

"Hello," said Tadashi. "We think Juanita lost something."

And he presented the doll to her mother.

"I think she will be very surprised," she smiled. "Juanita! Can you come down here please?"

Juanita came down the stairs, sad in the face, her ears drooping and her tail dragon but they all perked up when she saw what was there before her:

"I know you," she replied looking Tadashi. "You're that new student from Mrs. Jenkins' class. Tadashi, was it?

"Indeed it is," smiled Tadashi bowing politely. "Hello again, Juanita."

"What brings you here?" asked Juanita as she advance forward. (I changed the sentence because the previous sounded a little too snobby for her character)

"I think this belongs to you."

Juanita could not believe her eyes as Tadashi was holding her favorite doll in his hands.

"Maria!"

She grabbed her and cuddled her tightly like a mother losing her child for a good while.

"I found her somewhere in Hilltop Park," explained Tadashi. "I knew someone would miss it, and after Mrs. Jenkins told me it was yours, I thought it would be best to return Maria to you as soon as possible."

"Thank you so much!" cried Juanita happily.

Tadashi blushed.

The next day, Tadashi entered class with everybody appearing at the very sight of him.

"What?" he asked sheepishly.

"Hero!" giggled the Frank twins.

"I could have done it!" boasted Claude.

"You are so kind, Tadashi!" marvelled Timothy.

"Congratulations - what for again?" asked Lilly.

"What's this all about?" asked Tadashi. "It's not my Birthday if that's what you are thinking."

"You found my doll!" cried Juanita happily, clutching it like a mother hen with her chick. "My hero!"

"I think she likes," nudged Fritz.

"Ah, shuddup," blushed Tadashi.