Disclaimer: I do not own The Mr. Men Show or Warriors or any of their characters. But I own the idea for this story.

Below, a commotion broke out, so loud that it sent birds in the trees shattering and Mr. Nosy just stared down at his friends, frozen with indecision. They wanted to know how they became cats and it seems like everyone was demanding the truth, yelling over one another if they had to.

Frightened, Mr. Nosy pressed his ears to his head to soften a bit of the noise, but he could still hear every word that was being said.

A touch on his shoulder made him jump and he turned to his best friend. Mr. Small blinked assurance at him, but it didn't help. What were they going to do?

Finally, someone, a white she-cat with ginger paws, stood up and called out," It was all my fault!"

At first Mr. Nosy was confused. Then he realized that it was Little Miss Magic. He frowned. It wasn't her fault. It was his. It had been his idea to ask Little Miss Magic for the Warriors books. If he just listened to his small friend when Mr. Small kept insisting that it was a bad idea and they should just keep looking for the books around Dillydale, they wouldn't be here as cats right now. They'd still be themselves and be going about their lives. He sighed, feeling utterly depressed.

Instantly cats turned on Little Miss Magic, yowling for an explanation.

"We have to help her," Mr. Small said. He looked down at everyone. "It wasn't her fault! It was–"

"It was my fault!" Mr. Nosy blurted out.

Mr. Small looked startled, but several cats below were just looking frustrated. A white-and-gray tabby tom got to his paws, tail lashing.

"Stop blaming yourselves, and start explaining!"

Mr. Grumpy, thought Mr. Nosy. He took a breath and launched into the story, saying they had been at their house, reading the last book in the first series, and they wanted the other books, but they already searched through Dillydale and didn't find any more.

"So I came up with the idea to go to Miss. Magic and ask her to zap us the rest of the books. Mr. Small tried to stop me, but I wouldn't listen. I even yelled at him." He turned to the small cat beside him. "I'm sorry, bubby boy. I should have listened to you in the first place."

Mr. Small laid the tip of his tail on his shoulder. "It's okay." He looked down at every cat. "Miss. Magic didn't mean to turn us into cats," he called out. "It was an accident."

"But why did you go to her?" someone demanded, shooting the white she-cat with ginger paws a glare. "You know she messes up her spells!"

A few more of their friends were grumbling in agreement. Then a brown-and-cream tabby got to his paws. "It's nobody's fault, and I don't know about anyone else, but I think this might be fun. It's a chance to experience a new world and a different way of living."

Mr. Grumpy shot him a glare. "This won't be fun," he growled. "And if you think that, Mr. Happy, then you're more of a dodo bird than I realized."

Immediately an argument broke out, most agreeing with Mr. Grumpy that this wouldn't be fun and they needed to try to get home, while a handful of people thought they should give this world a chance.

Then someone cleared their throats and everyone turned to a gray-and-white tom who was looking nervous about having so many eyes on him. He shifted his paws and muttered something under his breath.

Mr. Nosy pricked his ears, straining to hear what Mr. Quiet was saying, but no matter how hard he listened or how many times he said it, he never caught what he said.

A cat closest to him, a black-and-white tom, looked hopeful. "He's right!" he declared.

"What did he say?" someone asked.

"Miss. Magic can just turn us back to normal," the black-and-white cat, Mr. Bounce, said cheerfully.

Every cat turned to the white she-cat, who shifted her ginger paws as she stared at the ground.

Mr. Nosy leaned forward, dangerously close to the edge of the boulder, but he was so curious to know what Little Miss Magic would say.

Before she could respond, someone called out," Should we trust her to use her magic? Or honestly, ever again?"

Little Miss Magic flinched, and Mr. Nosy felt sorry for her.

Mr. Small frowned. "Can you turn us back to ourselves, Miss. Magic?" he asked her.

She didn't reply at first. Then she shook her head, looking very miserable. "I… I don't have my magic anymore…"

Almost everyone in the clearing gasped, while a few, Mr. Grumpy included, were looking satisfied that she lost her magic.

Mr. Nosy wasn't sure how to feel though. He felt even more sorry for Little Miss Magic, but he couldn't deny that he was curious about this world too. He just knew not everyone felt that way, and most just wanted to go home. He couldn't blame them. All this is a shock for them.

But maybe after a few days they'll come around, he thought. He hoped they would. He sighed. This is going to be very difficult, and he wasn't looking forward to it. But until they found a way back home, they needed to make this world their home.

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