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Chapter V: There Are Cats in America! Fievel and Luffy's Adventures in America Part II. Well by the time morning came, Fievel and Luffy were still trudging through the streets of New York, looking all around for their family/crew. It seems that their initial plan was to run about all over until they find them. A simple plan but highly ineffective for several reasons. Reason One: The two were in a foreign land that they know nothing about. Reason Dos: They have no clue where they are in New York. And Reason Trie: Wandering about the city like a couple of amateur tourist was gonna get them more lost and in more trouble than they already are. It’s the kind of plan you’d expect Luffy to make, sounds good in his head but does poorly in practice. I think some appropriate music is called for here. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Now then, as our wandering duo continued on their

Chapter VI: We must have a Wawwy! Somewhere Out There. Sometime later, we find ourselves at Tammany Hall, where an event was taking place. Inside a local bar, some mice, both American and immigrants alike, were gathered together for the Grand Wake For Mickey O’ Hare; one of many victims in the countless cat attacks as of late. One of the patrons was speaking with the others about the poor state of affairs. Overweight, bearing a long mustache, wearing a sophisticated outfit, and holding a glass of some kind of alcoholic beverage, this was Honest John, the local politician in town. Honest John: *chuckles* Wouldn’t ya know it. It’s me third wake today, and I’m not finished. *takes a drink* Mouse Cop: We’ve got to do something about them cats. Honest John: Ah, besides payin’ Warren T. RAT…for no protection. Honest John finished his drinking before getting it refilled by one of his colleagues. Some of the drink misses the cup and fall to the floor, burning a few holes into it. Honest

Chapter VII: The Cat in Rat’s Clothing! We Have A Plan! The following morning, under the misty sky, a large gathering of mice was coming together at Mausheimer Park. Having come together for a rally, put together in the name of trying to figure out a plan to deal with the troublesome cats, and per Gussie’s request, the crowds chatted amongst each other. Gussie stood on a podium above everyone else and announced to get their attention. Gussie: ATTENTION PWEASE! ATTENTION PWEASE! A band fanfare played as Gussie got everyone’s attention. With everyone now quiet, Gussie went on with what she had to say. On the podium, standing alongside Gussie, was Honest John, a mouse cop and the Kamen Rider. Behind the authorities were Fievel, Bridget and Luffy, having come to the rally as well. Gussie: You all know why we are here. We have got to do something about these cats. Many of the mice agreed, though a handful of mice were frantic about possible cat attack upon hearing Gussie mention

Chapter IV: Never Say Never! Fievel and Luffy’s Adventures in America. Part I Some time had passed, not much but not little, and we find a small green bottle floating upon the water towards land. And inside the bottle was none other than Fievel and Luffy, shaken, stirred, drenched, but still alive. The two awaken to find themselves staring at a new land they’ve never seen before. So many questions went through their heads; What happened? How are we alive? And where is my family/crew? These and many other racked their brains as well as ours, because the last we saw them, they were sinking into the depths of the ocean while at the mercy of Leviathan. These and others will be answered soon enough as the bottle is washed up onto a small island. The bottle’s passengers, still recovering from their ordeal, tried to get out of their makeshift vessel. But they receive a welcoming visitor, a French pigeon by the name of Henri le Pigeon. Henri: *in French* (What is this?) *in English with

Chapter I: Of New Meetings and Beginnings, Dreams of America. Narrator: This is a story of finding hope, of facing adversity in times of despair. Of one child’s journey to find that which he lost and—whoops! I’m getting a bit ahead of myself and the plot. Let me rewind the clocks a bit. It is winter, Shostka, Russia in 1885, the camera pans the whole town covered in snow, the indistinct conversation and laughter are heard from the people. Narrator: The year was 1885 in the village of Shostka, Russia. Alexander Alexandrovich Romanov was the Tsar, and the country was at peace. Within the village we hear the sounds of laughter and merriment, for tonight is Hanukkah. And here we find ourselves at the humble abode of the Mos-*sees the sign* Oops! Sorry folks, right place, wrong name. *pans the camera to a small mousehole on the side of the house* Ah, there we are! Here we find ourselves at the humble abode of the Mousekewitz family. And this is where our story begins… Inside the