Once the two mice got to their destination, they found a building that had caught on fire.
"Another burning building?" Mighty Mouse asked. "Guess I should've seen that coming."
The fire seemed to be bigger than a normal burning building.
"Come on, Muscle." Mighty Mouse said.
Muscles nodded as he then helped his superhero mouse friend to save the day. The two of them soon flew to the building and started to take in big deep breaths. Mighty Mouse looked to Muscles and counted down from three with his fingers and then Muscles nodded to that, and they blew the fire away like it was a simple birthday cake candle, and where everyone in the building was safe now. Mighty Mouse smiled to his friend as they saved the day together.
"Look, there's another hero with Mighty Mouse!" A father mouse pointed out.
"A new hero and sidekick?" The mother mouse wondered as she carried their baby.
"Sidekick?" Muscle Mouse replied. "I'd rather go with 'partner'."
"Hooray for Mighty Mouse and his new partner!" The mice from the building cheered.
"What's your name?" A female mouse smiled down at the new superhero from the building.
"My name is... Muscle..." Muscles replied as he decided to just go by that as a hero since no one in Mouseville really knew him. "Muscle Mouse... A good friend and partner of Mighty Mouse's."
"Yay!" The mice cheered.
Mighty Mouse and Muscle smiled together as they helped save them and soon flew off again.
"What a mouse~" The female mouse gushed to Muscles.
They were about to head back to Mike's house only to be stopped by the sound of guns firing.
"Ugh... I don't like guns," Muscles groaned. "What could that be?"
They both soon looked at the source and found the source at a bank.
"Looks like it's time to play Cops and Robbers." Mighty Mouse told his new partner who was also his old friend.
"Yep, sure looks like it." Muscle Mouse said before flying off to the bank with him.
"All right, freeze!" A robber glared. "And put your hands up!"
"Well, which is it?" A teller replied. "Do you want us to freeze or put our hands up?"
"I say we just shoot" A big strong mouse smirked as he came from behind the teller.
The teller soon screamed. "MIGHTY MOUSE, WHERE ARE YOU?!"
"Yeah, just let him so I can crush him." The big strong mouse smirked as he smashed the counter with just his right fist.
Mighty Mouse and Muscles soon flew in.
"Mighty Mouse, and his new partner!" The teller smiled in relief.
"That's us!" Mighty Mouse and Muscles grinned.
"Oh, twice the fun then." The big strong mouse smirked as he pound his right fist into the palm of his left hand.
"Aw, you bad guys make me laugh," Muscles smirked back. "I take on my share of cats, and now you're next on my beating up list."
"We'll see about that, my name's Buster, and I'm unlike most mice." The big, strong mouse smirked as he cracked his knuckles.
"How's that?" Muscles glared at Buster.
"Because I'm stronger than any ordinary mouse." Buster smirked.
"Wanna bet?" Muscles huffed as he came toward Buster.
"Tough guy, huh?" Buster smirked. "Well, I'll take care of you next after Mighty Mouse."
"Why not now?" Muscles glared.
"Watch and learn, new guy." Buster huffed as he soon jumped and tackled Mighty Mouse.
"Oof!" Mighty Mouse grunted.
"Mighty!" Muscles gasped for his friend.
"How do ya like me now?" Buster grinned sadistically towards Muscles.
Mighty Mouse began to grunt as he tried to get free.
"You're dead, Mighty Mouse, let's have a little chat." Buster smirked before he soon began to beat the superhero up which was a horrible sight for the citizens of Mouseville to see.
Buster was soon tackled from behind by Muscles.
"Hey!" Buster glared.
"Hi." Muscles glared back.
Buster began to grunt and struggle as he began to try to get free from Muscles's grip. Mighty Mouse soon got up, but then felt an actual pain in his side.
"I'd put the money back if I was youse." Muscles glared as he punished Buster.
"Okay, okay." Buster said as he was lifted off the ground.
"I don't want to see you ever again." Muscles glared at Buster.
Buster soon gave the money back before being sent to prison with his gang.
"Here ya go, buddy." Muscles smiled to the teller as he gave the money back.
"Oh, thank you, new hero." The teller smiled back.
"You're very welcome," Muscles smiled, he may had been rough and tough, but he was nice to those who needed him. "You take care now."
"Oh, I will." The teller replied as he accepted the money.
The police mice soon took the mouse gang to jail.
"We'll meet again, Mighty and Muscle Mouse!" Buster glared. "This, I swear!" He was soon taken away with his gang to a maximum security prison.
Mighty Mouse and Muscle Mouse soon left the scene as everyone cheered for them, now going back as Mike and Muscles.
"That was intense." Mike said.
"You said it." Muscles agreed.
"Ooh, ooh, you gotta tell me all about it!" Scrappy beamed.
"Well, first there a building on fire, though the fire was bigger than usual." Mike started.
"Bigger, huh?" Scrappy asked.
"Yeah, I'd swear it was like a human house fire," Muscles added. "And where the two of us blew it out like a birthday candle."
Scrappy laughed as he listened to the story. Pearl giggled to that as she decided to show Jerry and Patch where to sleep.
"After blowing out the fire, we soon flew off and we heard guns shooting." Mike said as he went to a fridge to bring out ice for an ice pack for his side.
"It hurt you?" Scrappy asked out of shock and concern.
"Huh? Oh, the guns didn't, but this mouse Buster did." Mike said.
"Another mouse hurt you?" Scrappy asked out of even more shock.
"Yes, a big strong mouse, but Muscles was able to overpower him." Mike said as he kept the ice pack on his side.
"Oh, poor Mike~" Pearl cooed as she came to him and hugged him before kissing him all over his face. "Why don't I make you a special dinner to cheer you up?"
"That would be nice." Mike smiled.
"Of course," Pearl smiled back before kissing him again. "Oh, my poor Mikey~"
"Do you have to do that in front of me?" Scrappy complained about the kissing.
"You could always go and watch TV." Mike said.
"Thanks." Scrappy said before going off to watch TV anyway.
Mike and Pearl rolled their eyes before chuckling as Scrappy was a typical kid.
"Wait, doesn't Scrappy have homework?" Pearl asked her boyfriend.
Scrappy looked back nervously.
"Do you, Scrappy?" Mike smirked. "Do you have homework?"
"Uh, sorta..." Scrappy looked away nervously.
"I think sorta is yes because I see homework in your backpack." Mike smirked as he saw homework in his adoptive son's backpack with his X-Ray vision.
"Aw, darn..." Scrappy groaned.
"Get to your homework, you still have plenty of time until dinner." Pearl told the young gray mouse.
"Ugh... Fine..." Scrappy groaned as he soon took his backpack and went to his room to do his homework.
"So, how long have you two been a thing and when did you adopt a son?" Muscles asked.
"Well, I'd say I fell in love with Mike here, though when he was Mighty Mouse when he saved me from Oil Can Harry." Pearl started.
"Also, we've known Scrappy for a long time," Mike added. "Pearl here first met him on his first day of school when he was upset because all the friends he made had plans with their own parents, and he soon admitted that he didn't have a family of his own."
"That's nice." Muscles said.
"I remember when I first met him and told him all about Mighty Mouse from what I knew," Pearl smiled. "From then on, he was a friend to us, but once Mike and I were starting to get serious, we decided to adopt Scrappy as our own son."
"So, when did that happen?" Muscles asked.
"When we got serious?" Mike blushed. "Oh, you don't wanna hear about that."
"Oh, yeah, I do." Muscles smirked.
"No, no, no, wouldn't you rather hear about some sports?" Mike asked.
"At least tell me when you plan on getting married," Muscles smirked. "I mean, come on, The Bride of Mighty Mouse? That sounds like an adventure itself, but romantic at the same time for the chicks."
"Come on, Mikey, let's tell him." Pearl smiled.
"Well, all right, for you." Mike smiled back to her.
Pearl giggled as she then hugged him.
"Well, go on, don't keep me in suspense." Muscles chuckled.
"Okay, okay, well, the day it happened was about a week after Pearl had driven Oil Can Harry crazy." Mike said.
"My best work." Pearl smirked innocently.
Flashback
We are soon shown a normal day for Pearl as she was hostage of Petey Bald Head Pete.
"Let me go!" Pearl cried out.
"Never!" The evil cat villain laughed. "But once Mighty Mouse comes and sets off my traps, I'll be rid of him for good!"
Pearl screamed for dear life for help. Mighty Mouse was resting on top of a cloud like it was a lawn chair before he heard Pearl's cry for help and went to go and save her like he always did.
"He should be coming any minute now." Petey smirked.
"What are you so happy about?" Pearl glared. "Once he gets here, you'll be back to where you belong!"
"Oh, I am counting on him to come to the rescue," Petey smirked. "So then he'll set off my traps!"
"What?!" Pearl gasped. "No!"
"Yes!" Petey laughed at her.
Mighty Mouse soon came to the rescue with a glare.
"Ah, Mighty Mouse, right on time~" Petey smirked to his nemesis. "On time for your destruction!"
"What are you talking about?" Mighty Mouse glared toward Petey. He soon stepped forward and which caused the ground to shake.
"Mighty Mouse, be careful!" Pearl cried out.
A giant robot fist soon came out of the roof and pounded down on Mighty Mouse. Pearl flinched and cringed with tears in her eyes. Mighty Mouse grunted as he then began to lift the fist above of his body.
"Thought that might not work." Petey smirked as he pressed a big button with a robot on it.
"Gotcha." Mighty Mouse smirked as he lifted the robot with ease since he was a superhero animal after all.
"Oh, right." Petey anime sweat dropped.
Mighty Mouse soon flew up with the robot out of the lair and threw him into outer space. And after taking care of the robot, Mighty Mouse soon tied up Petey Bald Head Pete and freed Pearl.
"Oh, my hero~" Pearl swooned.
"That was too easy..." Mighty Mouse commented, though he carried Pearl in his arms like a bride, and he soon flew off with her.
"I hope you enjoyed your feast, Mighty Mouse, because that was just the appetizer." Petey smirked toward his rodent nemesis.
"Like I've heard that before." Mighty Mouse rolled his eyes.
"That doesn't sound as bad as you made it sound." Muscles's voice commented.
"I'll get to the part where I revealed that I was both Mike and Mighty Mouse." Mike's voice said.
"Okay..." Muscles's voice replied.
Mighty Mouse soon brought Pearl back to her home.
"Oh, thank you, Mighty Mouse," Pearl swooned. "You've done it again... You're so amazing~"
"Thanks, Pearl," Mighty Mouse smiled before sighing. "But there's something I have to admit to you."
"What is it, Mighty Mouse?" Pearl frowned to the superhero of Mouseville.
"This is a secret that I've been keeping from you." Mighty Mouse said before pulling out his alter ego's outfit from inside his cape.
"W-What...?" Pearl asked before her eyes widened. "M-Mike Mouse?!"
"Yeah." Mighty Mouse nodded as he changed into his alter ego.
"No way..." Pearl whispered out of shock.
"I'm sorry I had to keep this from you," Mike told Pearl. "But it was the only way to make sure none of my enemies would put you in even more danger."
"I suppose so..." Pearl replied. "So, you've been Mighty Mouse this whole time? I can't believe I never picked it up before."
"The power of a secret identity, my dear." Mike smiled.
Pearl soon didn't hesitate in giving him a kiss on the lips. Mike's eyes widened and his tail stood on end, though in a good way.
End of Flashback
"Aw, that sounds like a lovely story," Patch said to Mike and Pearl as he came in. "Still a better love story than Twilight."
"What?" Mike and Pearl asked him.
"Oh, sorry," Patch replied. "I stole that from Cherry."
"Anyway, ever since that day, we've been going out." Pearl smiled.
"She was my best friend, my companion,... My rock..." Mike smiled back.
"Aw." Pearl smiled back.
"So, when did you adopt Scrappy?" Muscles asked.
"Another excellent story," Mike smiled. "We've known him for a good while of course."
"It wasn't until Mike popped the question last month..." Pearl replied before sighing sadly. "Also, social services found out that Scrappy was living alone, and was about to take him away, we didn't know where he'd live and neither did he, he of course didn't want to go. Since Mike and I have thought about having a future together with our own family, we stepped in, and we filled out some paperwork, and luckily, we got to adopt Scrappy."
"I think a good flashback will explain it a lot more." Patch said.
"Why don't you start it, Mikey?" Pearl suggested. "I'm gonna start dinner..." she then looked to Patch. "What would you like?"
"I'm alright with anything." Patch said.
"That settles it," Pearl smiled as she went into the kitchen. "Cheese it is."
Mike chuckled to that.
"So, about Scrappy's adoption?" Patch asked.
"Aw, right..." Mike nodded.
Flashback
It was another day in Mouseville School, Scrappy sat in his desk while he and his fellow students were learning another thing for the day until the final bell would ring to dismiss them, and where it seemed like it would be another normal day for Scrappy as the lessons weren't as exciting as his experiences of what he would learn with Mighty Mouse. The bell soon rang.
"All right, class, before you go, one more thing..." The teacher told the students before they could leave. "Next week is Parents' Night, so your parents will come to school to hear all about you, and how you're doing..."
"Uh-oh..." Scrappy gulped nervously since he was an orphan.
"Anyway, off you all go." The teacher smiled.
The students then cheered and ran off out of the door.
"Scrappy, I can't wait to meet your parents." The teacher said to the young mouse boy.
"Oh, yeah, um, they can't make it, because of work?...Yeah, that's it!" Scrappy replied. "They're too busy for work, I mean, they gotta get up really early in the morning, like at 5:00 AM."
"Really?" The teacher asked.
"Yeah, um, sorry about that, have a good weekend, see ya Monday!" Scrappy smiled nervously before running out the door.
"Hmm..." The teacher hummed before seeing social services outside.
Scrappy rushed off to get out of school as a firm adult mouse woman came out of her van. The orphaned young mouse noticed the adult mouse woman and had a bad feeling.
"May I help you, ma'am?" The teacher asked the mouse woman.
"I'm with social services, and I have questions concerning your student by the name of Scrappy." The adult mouse woman replied.
"This is Scrappy," The teacher said. "Why? Is there something wrong?"
"There are no reports of an adult in his home, whether a parent or a guardian, and we have Intel that his biological parents have perished in a fire when he was a baby, leaving him to be orphaned," The social services mouse replied. "He must be taken into custody for a foster home with a foster family right away, and to be relocated."
"T-To where?" The teacher frowned.
"Possibly away from Mouseville so he'll be safe from the danger Mighty Mouse saves us from," The child services woman replied. "Surely you knew Scrappy was an orphan when you enrolled him."
"I'm sorry, ma'am, I didn't, but I was wondering why I'd never met his parents." The teacher had to admit.
"Well, I'm here to pick him up." The child services woman said.
Scrappy tiptoed away from the van so he wouldn't be seen as the teacher talked with the woman from child services. The teacher saw Scrappy and decided to stall the woman from child services.
"Is something out there?" The woman was about to face the window, but it was too late, she saw him from the corner of her eyes as he ran off.
"Run, Scrappy, run!" The teacher cried out for the orphan mouse boy.
Scrappy soon ran off into town, passing by houses he often visited to try to get adopted into since he hated being parent less, especially when his birthday was held on an annual celebration that no one paid attention to him like a family would. Although, they did celebrate his birthday on that day while celebrating the annual celebration.
"SCRAPPY!" The child services woman screamed.
"I gotta get away from her!" Scrappy panicked. "I'll never see Mouseville again if I go away with her, and that means I can't be pals with Mighty Mouse!" He soon bumped into Mike.
Scrappy groaned as he fell back on the ground.
"Well, hello there, Scrappy." Mike smiled to the boy.
"Mike, quick, hide me!" Scrappy begged.
"What's going on?" Mike asked.
"Child Services," Scrappy hid behind him. "They're gonna take me away from Mouseville forever!"
"What?" Mike asked. "But what about your parents?"
"I don't have any." Scrappy frowned as he put his hands in his pockets with his ears drooping downward.
Mike frowned at this and knew just what he had to do.
"Scrappy?" The woman's voice called.
"Aw, nips, she's coming this way!" Scrappy panicked. "At this rate, I'll be in the middle of nowhere with probably no television or cartoons! And worst of all, I won't see you ever again!"
"Yes, you will," Mike said. "Because Pearl and I will adopt you."
"W-What?" Scrappy asked before smiling. "Ya mean it?"
"Of course I mean it." Mike smiled back.
The woman from child services came over here.
"Scrappy, there you are," Mike said like he was the mouse boy's father. "Your mother and I have been worried about you."
"What?" The woman blinked in surprise.
"Sorry, Dad, I just got out of school." Scrappy said.
"Scrappy is your son?" The woman asked out of disbelief.
"Oh, yes," Mike replied as he hugged Scrappy. "I've been driving a bus around the world lately, so I haven't been able to be home with Scrappy for a while."
"And as for his mother?" The woman folded her arms like she didn't believe him.
Pearl soon came by at the very minute.
"Mama!" Scrappy smiled to Pearl.
"Mama?" Pearl replied.
"Go with it." Mike whispered to her.
Pearl was about to ask but soon saw the child services woman and decided to ask later. Scrappy hugged Mike and Pearl like they were her parents and smiled innocently to the child services woman, though hid a smirk since now she couldn't take him away. The child services woman soon decided to leave.
"Man, that was a close call," Scrappy said to Mike and Pearl. "Thanks, guys, I appreciate it."
"You know we love you, Scrappy." Mike smiled.
"We sure do, now mind explaining what that was about?" Pearl asked.
"Child Services found out that I was living alone," Scrappy explained. "That lady was gonna take me away to send me away from Mouseville and give me a foster family."
"Oh, my..." Pearl frowned.
"I guess I'll leave you guys alone now." Scrappy shuffled his feet as he was about to leave.
"Wait." Pearl said.
"For what?" Scrappy turned back to him.
"Why... Why don't you live with us?" Pearl asked.
"Really?" Scrappy smiled.
"Of course," Pearl smiled back. "Mike and I were just talking about starting a family of our own someday, and maybe you'd like to help be a part of it?"
"I'd love to." Scrappy smiled back.
Mike and Pearl opened their arms for Scrappy.
Scrappy laughed and jumped into their arms and hugged them. "I got my own family!"
They soon signed the adoption forms.
"Scrappy, enjoy your new parents," The caretaker told the young mouseling. "Mike Mouse and Pearl Pureheart."
"Mom!" Scrappy smiled as he hugged Pearl.
"Oh, look at you~" Pearl cooed as she hugged him back while the caretaker let him enjoy his time with his new parents. "Aren't you just the sweetest little guy?"
"Isn't he adorable?" Mike agreed.
"My new dad's gonna be Mighty Mouse?" Scrappy smiled. "Awwwwesome!"
"Mighty Mouse?" The caretaker asked out of confusion.
"Uh, I'm a mighty happy mouse to have Scrappy as my new son." Mike covered up.
'Whew.' Scrappy thought to himself.
This was the start of a beautiful future.
End of Flashback
"And that's how we adopted Scrappy." Mike smiled with Pearl.
"Aww..." Jerry smiled to the story.
"Now it's our turn for a question." Pearl said.
"Yeah, like when did you get superpowers?" Mike asked Muscles.
"Other than my amazing muscles?" Muscles smirked to Mike and Pearl as he flexed his arms.
"Come on, we're serious." Pearl said as she continued making dinner.
"Okay, okay, sorry," Muscles chuckled. "Well, I was visiting this medieval fair, and there was a fortune teller, I decided to talk with her..."
Yet another flashback
Muscles had left his hometown and decided to visit a fair that was happening in town and there was a female mouse fortune teller who seemed to be looking right at him from behind the shadows. Muscles soon noticed that the fortune teller was looking at him and decided to see what she wanted.
"Come in... Come in, my child..." The fortune teller greeted.
"Hey there." Muscles said as he sat down in front of her crystal ball.
"I am Lady Wisteria," The fortune teller replied. "I understand that you are more than a mere mouse."
"Did my muscles give it away?" Muscles smirked as he flexed his arms.
"Yes, yes, you seem as brave and heroic..." Lady Wisteria replied. "You must know of The Tale of Despereaux, but let's talk more about you... You could be strong as god-like mice... Almost like Mighty Mouse himself or any other mouse hero in this or any other generation... I may seem like a simple fortune teller attendant, but I, like you, am more than I seem to be."
"Me? Like Mighty Mouse?" Muscles shook his head. "No, no, no."
"I know, but you could probably have much more strength in you," Lady Wisteria told him. "Perhaps, strong enough to be like a Mouse God of some sorts."
"Really? How?" Muscles asked her.
"There is a Sword in the Blue Cheese," Lady Wisteria pointed into the distance. "Many have tried and failed, as it'll give them the power, magic, and strength of a mouse unlike any other as a reward, but no one has been strong enough to obtain it, but maybe, you are the lucky one, my friend."
"Cool, where is it?" Muscles smiled.
"It is in the center of the festival." Lady Wisteria said.
"Gee, thanks, lady." Muscles smirked.
"My pleasure... Muscles..." Lady Wisteria replied.
Muscles soon stopped in his tracks. "How did you know my name?" He asked the fortune teller.
"I told you, I am a lady of fortune." Lady Wisteria giggled innocently.
"Ohh," Muscles said before leaving to get to the center of the festival. "Well, anyway, thanks, Lady Wisteria!"
"Anytime, my child, anytime." Lady Wisteria replied.
Muscles soon stood in line as many of the other male mice tried to pull the sword out of the old block of cheese which was hard as a stone by now, and where each one seemed to fail, even ones with robotic arms. Muscles soon went up next and rolled up his sleeves as he took the sword.
"Oh, please if we couldn't, how is he going to-?" A white mouse was about to ask with a smirk.
Muscles was soon seen able to take the sword out of the old cheese. A heavenly glow seemed to shine all around him and all of the mice gasped in shock.
"Never mind." The white mouse said.
"The prophecy has been fulfilled..." Lady Wisteria replied in astonishment. "He will now have all the power and magic to be a very extraordinary mouse."
All of the mice soon knelt before Muscles.
"Hey, this ain't bad..." Muscles smirked. "This is better than when I showed that pussycat that Jerry lives with how to treat a mouse."
End of Flashback
"And that's how." Muscles said.
"Do you still have the sword?" Mike asked.
Muscles took out one suitcase and opened it before unveiling his new sword. "I feel like the He-Man of mice," he then smirked. "And I'm not just saying that because of my increase in muscles."
Mike and Pearl giggled to this, but were amazed by the sword.
"I could be a superhero like you." Muscles told Mike.
"You sure have come a long way since we first met." Mike smiled as he felt proud of Muscles.
"I sure have." Muscles said he pounded his own chest with pride.
"Awesome!" Scrappy's voice said.
Everyone then turned to behind the couch to find Scrappy there.
"Oh, uh, hey there." Scrappy smiled innocently.
"Are you done with your homework already?" Mike asked.
"Yes." Scrappy replied.
"Prove it." Mike smirked.
"Okay, I will." Scrappy replied as he then went back to his room to show him his homework.