Rayman Legends Adventures in The Secret of NIMH/Transcript

Soon there was a mysterious voice speaking and then the adventure began. "Jonathan Brisby was murdered today while helping with the Plan. It's been four years since we left NIMH, and our world is changing. We cannot stay here much longer. Jonathan was a dear friend. I am lost in knowing how to help his widow. She doesn't know anything about us or the Plan. Maybe I'm not doing anything yet. I will miss him. Jonathan, wherever you are, your thoughts should comfort her tonight. She will wait and you will not come back. Goodbye…my friend."
Suddenly, an explosion was heard.
"Mr. Ages," a loud, fed up voice split through the air, "Mr. Ages, is anyone at home?"
Inside a farm, a brown mouse was on her road inside, wearing some sort of red cape.
"Go away," another loud, pissed off voice split through the air.
"Mr. Ages," the female mouse continued to call.
"What is this," the loud, ticked off voice split through the air.
"Mr. Ages," Mrs. Brisby warned him before going to follow the voice, "can I please speak to you?"
"What," the loud, infuriated voice split through the air.
"I said, can I please speak----" Mrs. Brisby tried to explain to the man she came to see as he came out to what looked like some sort of machine, showing an older male mouse who seemed a little cranky, "with you? Oh, thank heavens! I'm so glad you're at home!"
"Confused machine," Mr. Ages continued to cough as he grumbled to himself, "you never know if it's going to explode!"
"Yes…I guess you wouldn't remember me…" Mrs. Brisby said to him, a bit hesitantly.
"Yes, you're Mrs. Brisby," Mr. Ages replied before he went to go back into his machine, "and I am sorry for the death of your husband. Now if you'll excuse me......"
"Mr. Ages," Mrs. Brisby called out.
"Super Jupiter, woman, what have you done," Mr. Ages asked Mrs. Brisby, now coming up behind her.
"Mr. Ages, I know you don't like visitors, but it's an emergency! Please," Mrs. Brisby begged.
Suddenly, an explosion shook the machine which knocked Mr. Ages down.
Mrs. Brisby raced after Mr. Ages and peered over the shaft's edge as the older mouse was lying in a basket suspended by a rope.
"Madam, it's an emergency," Mr. Ages warned the female mouse before pulling on the rope, sending the basket to rise up to the top of the shaft where Mrs. Brisby waited.
"Oh, Mr. Ages, my son Timothy is so sick," Mrs. Brisby frowned.
"Timmy? The one with the spider bite," Mr. Ages replied to Mrs. Brisby, "oh, just give him the pepsissiwa root, and-"
"No! No," Mrs. Brisby cried out in grief, catching him by his shirt and shaking him, "he's sick with fever!"
"Well…I guess I could fix something…" Mr. Ages said to the widowed mouse.
"OK…that's it…" Mr. Ages replied before looking sharply to her, "but don't touch anything! Understand?"
Mr. Ages took her into the basket and soon pulled on the rope to take her into the shaft.
"Yes…what's his fever," Mr. Ages asked.
"He's hot to the touch," Mrs. Brisby began to list.
"Huh…yes," Mr. Ages replied.
"He's drenched in sweat," Mrs. Brisby continued.
"My heavens," Mr. Ages grimaced.
"And there's a hoarse sound if he breathes," Mrs. Brisby said.
"A hoarse sound, you say," Mr. Ages replied before facing Mrs. Brisby, "is he having a chill?"
"Yes, he does so," Mrs. Brisby nodded.
"Did you wrap him in a blanket," Mr. Ages asked.
"Yes," Mrs. Brisby replied.
"Now come in, but keep your hands to yourself," Mr. Ages said, bringing her inside a small spot, "I'm straight in the middle of…something very reluctant."
"I understand," Mrs. Brisby said.
"Oh, do you," Mr. Ages asked before taking her to a laboratory, but many of the items were human-sized before he went over to his work table.
"Look at this mess....oh, shoo, shoo, go for it," Mr. Ages replied as he tossed off a ladybug like a cat as he faced Mrs. Brisby, "your son has pneumonia."
"Pneumonia," Mrs. Brisby asked concernedly.
"It's not uncommon, but you can die from it," Mr. Ages replied as he mixed powders and herbs into a bowl, grinding them with a pestle.
"Oh, please, dear heavens, no," Mrs. Brisby said.
"Yes. Your son must stay in bed," Mr. Ages added in agreement, "bundle him up."
"Yes," Mrs. Brisby nodded from that.
Mr. Ages pulled a string running over his head, and the bunsen burner turned to high, heating the fluid inside a large flask. A tube ran from the flask to just above their heads as the fluid expanded, forcing a single drop out of the tube soon before the older mouse caught it in his bowl. "Don't go outside....." he advised the widowed mouse.
"But how long must----" Mrs. Brisby began.
"Three weeks," Mr. Ages replied as he poured some mixes together, "he cannot be moved for at least three weeks."
"But moving day is almost here," Mrs. Brisby frowned.
"He has to stay in bed. Now, mix this--this powder in a broth and make him drink it," Mr. Ages added as he poured the contents of the bowl into an envelope before handing it to the widowed mouse, "it'll bring down the fever."
"Oh, bless you, sir," Mrs. Brisby replied thankfully.
"And bless you, you'll need it," Mr. Ages warned her before dismissing her, "now you have to excuse me, you know the road out."
Mr. Ages led her out to the door.
"Oh, sure," Mrs. Brisby said before looking to Mr. Ages, "thanks again."
"Shoo, shoo, shoo," Mr. Ages urged her out the door, "go ahead now. Go ahead."
"Thank you so---" Mrs. Brisby said before the door locked shut in her face, "very much. Farewell."
As Mrs. Brisby began to make her road to her place, she ended up in a deep forest.
But as she was making her road through the hollow log, but soon heard some groaning and fighting.
Soon she looked on the road out before finding a crow that was straggling and seemed to be tied with some red string.
Mrs. Brisby put the medicine down one hole and came to see the stringy mess as the crow was trapped. "Are you alright here," she grinned impatiently to the trapped bird.
"What the--" the crow gasped before seeing the mouse, "woah! Lady, don't sneak up on me like this!"
"I didn't mean to scare you," Mrs. Brisby replied.
"Oh, you didn't scare me, I was just practicing. You just broke my focus, that's…" the crow grinned sheepishly.
"You rather seem to be all tangled up," Mrs. Brisby smirked.
"Um, yes, I guess that's enough exercise for one day," the crow said sheepishly before pulling himself up to the top of the log and sat down, "besides, I'm really after this great channel! I'm working on a love nest for two. You know what I mean?"
"Oh, I see. You have a daughter," Mrs. Brisby grinned.
"Well, not really, I mean…I haven't found Miss Right yet, and if I do so, the entire world will hear us singing…" the crow sighed before soon he began to sing, but he leaned back too far, which made him lose his balance and fall off from the log.
Soon the crow came back out the water, dripping wet as he had landed with a splash. "Excuse me, forgive me."
"Well, you keep making all this noise and Dragon will hear you," Mrs. Brisby warned the crow, "if he hasn't already."
"Wouldn't you sing as well? I mean, if you felt...if you felt the call of nature, but-" the crow chuckled sheepishly.
"I would--" Mrs. Brisby said before lowering her voice as she helped the crow, "I wouldn't, if I knew there was a cat nearby."
"But…but SHE'S over there....someplace," the crow replied, "and if I find her, I'll feel it way deep in my suspension arm! I…what cat," he asked.
"Dragon," Mrs. Brisby replied, "he belongs to Farmer Fitzgibbons. Look towards the house. See if you can see him."
The crow spread his wings and flew up while Mrs. Brisby, holding onto the strings entangling the crow, was pulled along after him. She swung at the end of the string down at the bottom of the branch.
"Come back down here," Mrs. Brisby warned the crow, pulling on the strings, "he'll certainly see you up there!"
"Hey, there's a cat over there," the crow noticed.
"Csendes! Does he see you," Mrs. Brisby asked him.
"No," the crow replied before pausing for a bit, "yes!"
"Stay perfectly silent," Mrs. Brisby warned.
"Everything's fine," the crow said at first, "he's heading straight for us."
"Don't panic," Mrs. Brisby said, "fast or slow?"
"Average. Hurry up. Really swift," the crow replied before panicking as he tried to flap off, but was getting more and more tangled with the string, "I have to go now! Excuse me, I really---"
Mrs. Brisby was caught up in the flailing string, and ended up swinging upside down by one foot.
Eventually, the crow pulled with all his might. "Beaks up!"
Mrs. Brisby jumped up and bit through the cord he was straining against and he went flying backward, almost falling over the edge of the log again, but pulled himself up.
"Oh, my heavens," the crow said.
Then the crow shrieked and tried to take off again, but was pulled up short by the string. He fell back down and ended up swinging in front of the entrance to the log, barely missing a rabbit that ran out of the opening.
"It's a bunny," Mrs. Brisby said in relief.
Soon the crow laughed a bit as he realized that he was concerned over nothing.
"Well, of all these silly idiots," Mrs. Brisby laughed to the crow, "you got really mad for a bunny," before biting through the string, holding up the male crow, which made him fall to the bottom of the log.
"You should've seen yourself," the crow laughed.
"Do you want to keep silent," Mrs. Brisby asked warily.
"You were afraid stiff," the crow continued to laugh, "a bunny! I knew this from the start!"
Unseen by the others, a certain cat was creeping up to the log.
"Do you want to shut up," Mrs. Brisby warned the crow.
"Admit it," the crow teased the mouse, "you were afraid!"
"Oh, violin sticks. Hang on," Mrs. Brisby warned him.
"If I had been around a cat, I would sneeze my brains out," the crow replied, "you see, I'm allergic to cats. I'm allergic to Kay. I'm allergic to-----" before breathing, unable to finish before he suddenly sneezed on someone's face, "achoooooOOOO!!!! Excuse me, forgive me."
Soon the cat was shown and roared at him like an actual dragon would from his namesake. Soon the crow panicked and tried to take off, but was brought up short for the string.
Soon Mrs. Brisby bit down on the string to free the crow where she wouldn't get caught and possibly eaten by Dragon.
Soon the crow flew off, leaving Mrs. Brisby alone with Dragon as the cat came to her. Mrs. Brisby looked very shocked and overwhelmed.
Soon Dragon came through the log as Mrs. Brisby gasped and seemed to drop the medicine for her severally sick son.
Mrs. Brisby looked very afraid and concerned because without her medicine, her son could die. Soon she ran for the medicine, but doubled back, ducking under Dragon as he pounced, smashing against the dead branches.
Soon Mrs. Brisby went to reach for the medicine, but soon the cat roared at her, which alarmed her before soon she ended up in the water and despite not knowing how to swim very well, tried to do so.
"The string, run, catch the string," the crow yelped.
Soon Mrs. Brisby saw the string and caught it, getting pulled up into the branches of a tree. The string tangled in the branches, and she was knocked loose.
Soon Dragon came right for Mrs. Brisby once he saw her, making her run as fast as her feet could carry.
Mrs. Brisby saw a waterfall and knew how to take down this cat. Dragon hissed as he came closer and closer to Mrs. Brisby, though the branch began to creak a bit from the cat's weight.
The water was not deep, but Dragon hit the bottom hard, who decided he had enough and went back home, leaving her to live another day.
Soon Mrs. Brisby ended up going on a waterwheel, which took her to a mill as she looked around for her envelope as she seemed to have dropped it.
The crow waited in the mill, though Mrs. Brisby was weeping because she lost her sick son's medicine.
"Hey, Miss Mouse, don't worry, I'm fine," the crow warned the widowed mouse before whistling to prove it, "you see. I'm fine."
"That's not the reason why I'm weeping," Mrs. Brisby sobbed, "I lost Timmy's medicine."
"Aw, ne pas pleure. I hate to see a woman weep," the crow cooed before perking up, "hey! Was I awesome, or was I awesome? Did you see that cat out there? All dripping, a-and wet…with water," before his voice trailed off a bit.
"I'll go back to Mr. Ages tomorrow," Mrs. Brisby wept again.
"You weren't that bad yourself! Hey, we'll be a really good team! Oh, you dropped this," the crow replied as he showed the envelope that held Timmy's medicine.
Mrs. Brisby gasped happily as she took the envelope with glee.
"Nobody plays with old Jeremy, boy," the crow said proudly, "nobody!"
"That's it! Timmy's medicine," Mrs. Brisby beamed, "oh, thank you! Thank you very much!"
"Uh-huh? What is this? Is that it? I mean, that is," the crow said bashfully before soon he remembered his manners, "well, I saw it lying there, and I said, uh…my name is Jeremy."
"I'm Mrs. Brisby. Thank you again," Mrs. Brisby replied, "I must go home now."
"Uh, where's the house," Jeremy asked to her as they both became friends.
"In the garden patch near the stone," Mrs. Brisby replied.
"Well, do you like me," Jeremy asked.
"Of course I like you! Farewell," Mrs. Brisby replied before tugging on a rope to be sure it was secure, but slid down onto it into an old lobster trap lying on the ground.
"No! I mean…I mean, uh…I mean, you don't think I'm awkward or anything," Jeremy asked before losing his balance and fell through the hole that the mouse had just descended through into the trap, but then got tangled in the old netting, "oh…I'm sorry. Excuse me, forgive me."
"Oh. Well, if you want to pluck a nest, you have a lot to learn about how to treat a female," Mrs. Brisby advised the crow.
"Good. If you're right, you're right. And you're right," Jeremy replied, "none of the girls I meet want to get serious!"
"I doubt they'll survive," Mrs. Brisby muttered sarcastically.
"Perhaps that's my approach," Jeremy said before looking to Mrs. Brisby, "hey! You were a girl once! You could teach me how to......you know, how to--"
"Hang on tight," Mrs. Brisby guessed.
"I'm not that bad! I just need a few tips to polish my style," Jeremy replied before he struck a pose and fell flat on his face.
"Jeremy," Mrs. Brisby added, "I have to go home."
Jeremy followed Mrs. Brisby out of the mill, trying to shake a piece of netting off his foot. "Well, let me--let me take you home," he suggested, "we can speak on the road!"
"Oh, dear, thank you," Mrs. Brisby replied, "I'm afraid of heights."
"Alright, then we'll walk," Jeremy suggested.
"Farewell," Mrs. Brisby said, crossing to the other side of the millpond, jumping nimbly on one lily pad.
Jeremy followed, but the lily pads couldn't support his weight as easily, and he splashed across noisily. "I think I had real potential," he said, "I mean, girls go for the athletic type, don't they?"
"Jeremy, you're stepping on my tail," Mrs. Brisby complained.
"Oh! Oh, yes! Excuse me, pardon me..." Jeremy said hesitantly.
Joanie walked with the others before looking around as she sensed something.
"Joanie Cunningham? Yoo-hoo," Jadis called.
"Aunt Jadis," Joanie called back, running over to her and hugging her, "oh, I was so concerned about you."
"Oh, I'm sorry, darling; I guess that book was more special than I thought," Jadis warned her.
"Well, I think the worst is behind us right now," Joanie said to the adult witch, "Jesse helped us against a big naughty cat by the name of Dragon."
"At least you're all safe," Jadis gave a small grin, gently petting her on the head, "where are you all of to?"
"Mrs. Brisby said we could stay with her," Joanie grinned back.
"I think we're close," Gertie warned her cousin.
"Oh...hi, Jadis," Jesse said, seeing the witch woman, but as a mouse.
"Hello, children, I missed you all so much," Jadis cooed, "did my book send you on an adventure without asking? I'm very sorry."
"Eh, we're used to it by now," Joanie shrugged.
"I'm just glad that you're all alright," Jadis grinned sweetly.
"With Jesse here, how could we not," Patch asked.
"Yes...you're all so very brave......" Jadis grinned to them, "I should probably come with you to Mrs. Brisby just to make sure you all get there alright."
"Well...it would be nice to have a little adult supervision..." Gertie replied.
Alec peeked his head out from behind a tree as he frowned toward Jadis as she sweet-spoke his students. As they made their road inside, they saw something going on. Alec growled a bit as he went to follow after them.
"Stay close, children, you don't know this land that well," Jadis advised.
"What is this place anyhow," Joanie asked.
"Just be lucky it isn't Thorn Valley...I'll warn you later," Jadis replied.
"Perhaps I should find Mum," a young male voice said.
"I think not, Martin," a young female voice replied.
"These must be her children," Patch said.
"Ah, yes...I guess I took you to the shortcut and we beat Mrs. Brisby home," Jadis replied.
Soon they came a bit closer as they saw three young mice together, two girls and a boy.
"Brisby! Briiiiisby," another voice yelled out.
"Who's that then," Jesse wondered.
"A babysitter," Gertie guessed.
"You are correct, darling," Jadis warned her.
Gertie gave a small beam from that.
"Oh! Auntie Shrew," the girl mouse gasped.
"Oh, Auntie," the other girl mouse added.
"Oh, dear..." the boy mouse muttered.
"Brisby," the voice continued to call out.
"She'll awaken Timothy," the first girl mouse yelped.
"We better silence down that shrew," Patch whispered to the others.
"Gladly," Joanie said as she seemed annoyed with Auntie Shrew already.
Soon the young mice spotted the others.
"Trespassers," Martin frowned.
"Wait! Hang on, boy, we know your mum," Joanie said.
"A likely story," Martin frowned threateningly.
"No, really," Jesse warned him.
"Uh-huh...how do we know to trust you," Martin frowned.
"Well, please! Uh..you must be Martin, right," Joanie replied, "erm...we know that your brother Timmy's very sick."
"Yes, that's right," one of Martin's sisters replied.
"And your mother is coming with medicine for him," Jesse said.
Martin glanced at them and soon backed away.
"Um...hello, there," Gertie grinned innocently, "you must be Martin."
"That's me," Martin replied, gesturing to the other young mice, "these are my sisters: Teresa and Cynthia."
"It's very nice to meet you, children," Jadis grinned.
"Who's this then," Martin asked about Jadis.
"Aunt Jade--erm...our new friend, Jadis..." Joanie replied.
"Brisby," Auntie Shrew's voice called out again.
"She's not here," Teresa called back.
"Brisby," Auntie Shrew's voice continued any matter.
"Why does she always come around here, sticking her nose where they don't want her," Martin complained.
"Martin," Teresa scolded her brother silently.
"You must be the oldest..." Atticus guessed based on Martin's behavior.
"I'm man of the house," Martin replied sharply. Then he stormed out of the main room, and swiped the cloth partition aside frustratedly. If there had been a door, he would have locked it.
Soon Auntie Shrew came at the top of the stairs, showing to be an actual adult female shrew.
"Well, I see why they call her Auntie Shrew," Joanie remarked to herself.
Teresa met the adult female shrew and helped with her shawl.
"Thank you, girl," Auntie Shrew said to Teresa, dumping her large shawl on Teresa, almost burying the young mouse as she started to go down the stairs, "I must speak to your mother."
Teresa shrugged, bundling up the shawl as best she could, and followed down the stairs after her.
"Your Auntie is exhausted," Auntie Shrew moaned to herself as she continued to call out for the widowed mouse as the others followed after her, "why me? That I am alone should be responsible for the welfare of the whole field is monstrous! Brisby!"
"I'm afraid she isn't here," Jadis warned her.
"Uh-uh," Teresa added, shaking her head no.
"Auntie Shrew, Timmy's sick," Cynthia spoke up, tugging on the shrew.
"Cynthia, darling, don't kick me," Auntie Shrew replied before looking overwhelmed, "isn't she here? She left you all alone then?"
"I'm old enough," Martin huffed from the bedroom.
"The rats in the field up to the sky knows what sort of mischief," Auntie Shrew muttered, "Cynthia, darling, don't worry! You're so much like your mother!"
"I'm not afraid of anything," Martin huffed.
"Ma'am, Timmy is sick," Jesse warned her, "then she went to Mr. Ages to get him some medicine."
"To Ages! That old flim-flam," Auntie Shrew huffed, "what for?"
"Auntie Shrew, we just warned you that Timmy's sick," Cynthia replied.
"Patience, my pet," Auntie Shrew warned her before looking to Teresa, "why to Ages?"
"Timmy is sick, are you deaf," Joanie snapped.
"Joanie..." Teresa sighed as that was a bit blunt and rude.
"Timmy ill? How horrible," Auntie Shrew gasped.
"I'm not scared of the dark," Martin frowned, emerging from the bedroom as he swung a stick, "I'm not scared of the farmer!"
"There's such a fact as bravery and just trying to be brave by looking for danger," Joanie said.
"It doesn't mean you go out looking for problems," Jesse advised, remembering what Mufasa taught Simba once.
"Jesse is right," Joanie added.
"I'm not even afraid of Dragon," Martin continued anyhow, "I'm not even scared of......of...of the Big Owl!"
"Will you shut up," Auntie Shrew scolded the young mouse.
"Aw, you shut up," Martin retorted.
"Martin Brisby," Gertie gasped sharply like a mother.
"Young mouse, you shouldn't speak that fashion to her," Jadis warned him.
"You're not my mother," Martin huffed.
"Precocious monster," Auntie Shrew warned him.
"Chief bullfrog," Martin retorted.
"Spoiled brat!"
"Big mouth!"
"Oh! Well! That would be enough, thanks," Auntie Shrew snapped as she decided to leave then.
Soon Teresa gave Auntie Shrew her scarf.
"Well, that never happens if I babysit..." Gertie said before mumbling, "though it's some things I've wanted to say to Aunt Sarah wherever she comes with these annoying cats."
Auntie Shrew headed for the exit, pausing halfway up to China. She didn't notice that her shawl had caught on a projection. "Don't throw pearls before pigs, I always say, and this includes cheeky piglets! Farewell," she said, heading up the stairs again, but was pulled up short and fell back down the stairs.
Teresa and Cynthia couldn't help but laugh at what just happened to their babysitter.
"Oh! Why, you impertinent little--" Auntie Shrew snapped at the young mice.
"Here, let me help you up," Jadis warned her.
Auntie Shrew looked to her and soon stood up with Jadis's help.
"Are you alright, darling," Jadis grinned sweetly.
"Huh...hardly," Auntie Shrew grumbled.
"Martin," Mrs. Brisby called out as soon as she came home, "Auntie Shrew, what's going on?"
"Indeed so," Auntie Shrew huffed as she pushed past Mrs. Brisby.
"Mind warning her what's going on before storming out," Jadis asked Auntie Shrew.
"Not for the ransom of a king," Auntie Shrew snapped about Martin's behavior, "I only have one fact to say; this child is a brat!"
"Yes, I will speak to him," Mrs. Brisby replied.
"I came here to inform you that the frost is off the ground and that Moving Day is at hand," Auntie Shrew warned the widowed mouse before she continued to storm off, "get ready to move your very, very strange family. Farewell," before muttering to herself, "you never know what might be lurking here, with the rats..."
Jadis smirked silently as Alec was a rat now in this world.
"Well, children," Mrs. Brisby sighed to her little ones, "now you have."
"It was Martin," Teresa spoke up.
"The Shrew has nice intentions. She just wants to help," Mrs. Brisby continued, taking a kettle from over the fireplace, and filled a bowl with soup and poured the contents of the envelope into the bowl and moved into the bedroom, "also, we have some guests who will be staying with us for a while: Jesse, Joanie, Gertie and Patch. I want you to be nice to them, they're very sweet and brave folks."
Soon Gertie decided to try and help with Timmy's fever as she had a mouse-sized rag and soaked it into cold water.
"Oh, thank you, darling," Mrs. Brisby said, appreciating the help.
"This should help soothe the heat," Gertie grinned softly.
"Gawrsh, I'm sorry, Mum," Martin said as his mother was leading the road to Timmy's room.
Jadis began to follow inside Timmy's room. Timmy was shown to be in bed, looking quite sick and miserable.
"Oh...poor baby..." Gertie cooed mournfully for the young mouse.
Mrs. Brisby began to spoon-feed the soup to Timmy as Gertie gently and carefully placed the rag on the mouse boy's forehead. One by one, the other children gathered around the bed. As the soup is gone, Timmy yawned, falling asleep and he looked very thin.
"Is Timmy going to die," Cynthia asked.
"No, he isn't," Gertie warned her.
"He's just very ill, darling," Mrs. Brisby added.
"What's the matter with him, Mother," Teresa asked.
"Mr. Ages called it......pneumonia," Mrs. Brisby said.
"Pneumonia," Teresa repeated in slight horror.
"Where is he going to get better," Cynthia asked.
"Soon...I hope," Mrs. Brisby said.
"It's getting rather late," Jadis said.
"That is," Mrs. Brisby replied. "Off to bed with you now," she warned her children.
Soon Teresa, Cynthia and Martin went to go to bed themselves.
"I'll show you a guest room......it used to be Jonathan's private study, hopefully there's enough room for you all," Mrs. Brisby softly warned the others.
"Oh, I wish there is plenty of room," Jadis grinned.
"Very well...good night to you all," Mrs. Brisby gave a small grin back.
"Good night, Mrs. Brisby," the group replied with small grins to her as they went to a new room.
Soon Jadis made the room a bit bigger with her magic, giving everyone their own bed since they decided to stay with Mrs. Brisby and her family for a while during this adventure.
"Wow, thanks, Jadis," Jesse, Gertie, Joanie and Patch grinned.
"What are friends for," Jadis grinned back, "and remember, you can all call me 'Aunt Jadis'."
"Why can't Alec be as nice as you," Joanie asked before yawning sleepily in her new bed, which was just right as she seemed like she could instantly fall asleep.
"Alec's nice...he's just..." Jesse said before he yawned himself. "Rough around the edges......like a...spiked...potato...chip..." he began to fall asleep while speaking.
Soon the rest of the group fell asleep.
"Good night, darlings...sweet dreams...and don't let the bed bugs bite..." Jadis grinned sweetly before smirking once they fell asleep as she had plans for them. Soon she decided to get some sleep herself.
Alec watched from the window as the group had fallen asleep, soon he began to sneak in and tried to awaken them, but they were fast asleep, he even tried slapping them awake or shaking them awake, but they wouldn't budge. "This is getting me nowhere," Alec whispered to himself.
Soon Jadis seemed to wake up with a smirk, coming up behind him. "Boo."
"Really," Alec deadpanned, turning to her, "now you're just getting lazy."
"Oh, and it's not lazy to send poor children out all around the world to go on various adventures that could be dangerous," Jadis smirked.
"Perhaps, but they always come back," Alec warned her.
"Uh-huh~..." Jadis replied, "like these times that they've died......Patch died helping his friend Stitch...Jesse died saving his best friend Joanie..."
"How do you know about all of that," Alec narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
"Oh...I may have visited your archives once or twice," Jadis smirked innocently.
"That's trespassing," Alec frowned.
"Oh, well," Jadis smirked.
"What have you done to them," Alec frowned about the group who was fast asleep.
"Oh, don't worry, they'll be up by sunrise, I just thought they could use some sleep with you awakening them in the wee hours of the morning for your sick amusement," Jadis smirked.
"Don't you realize that it's reluctant for them to awaken in case an emergency comes," Alec asked.
"Meh," Jadis smirked, "I'd let them come see me wherever they felt like and take a break wherever they need it."
Alec just frowned as he growled a bit toward her.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get some sleep," Jadis said, getting back to her bed, "you best leave as well. Mice and rats aren't exactly friends around here. This isn't The Tale of Despereaux."
"Right," Alec frowned.
"Now, shoo," Jadis smirked.
Alec frowned before looking down to the sleeping group. "I don't know if you guys can hear me, but please...believe me..." he begged, "Jadis is using you guys...you have to trust me!"
Of course, they didn't respond him as they kept on sleeping before soon he left that night to let them sleep.
Soon the next day came, and where the first to awaken was Mrs. Brisby and Jesse. The two of them heard an engine, which began to start. Then Mrs. Brisby got up and clasped her hands to her chest as the fear struck. Going outside for a look, she climbed to the top of the large stone next to her house and sniffed the air as Jesse joined her.
"What did I warn you about," Auntie Shrew warned the widowed mouse, "Moving Day!"
"But isn't there a fashion to stop it," Jesse asked.
"Oh, I'm afraid not," Auntie Shrew replied, "I don't think you've packed!"
"What about Timmy," Mrs. Brisby asked, "the cold in the air could murder him!"
"Well, girl, that tractor surely will do it," Auntie Shrew warned her, "for the last time, get your kids out of here, before it's too late!"
Soon they heard the tractor getting started.
"I don't like the sound of that," Jesse gulped a bit.
"Run! The plow is here! Run for dear lives, run," Auntie Shrew called out into the field, running to warn the others, "it's Moving Day! Run! The plow is here! Run!"
Heads burst out of holes as the other animals sat up to hear. Warning signals got passed. Soon, every animal was running out of the field as fast as they could.
"Run! Get out now," Auntie Shrew warned them.
"I must get my children," Mrs. Brisby warned Jesse before running away.
Jesse frowned as he already knew what would happen to Timmy if he took one step out of bed, and where he had to think of what to do so.
Soon Glinda awakened Joanie, Gertie and Patch rushing them away as it was now Moving Day.
"But I don't wanna move apart," Joanie said groggily.
"Not Moving Day for you, for the Brisbys," Glinda warned her.
After thinking for sometime, Jesse ran away towards the tractor, and where everyone saw him running towards it and the one that freaked out the most was Auntie Shrew.
"What are you doing here, you crazy, foolish child," Auntie Shrew asked.
"I'm gonna help you guys," Jesse replied while running.
"How," Auntie Shrew asked.
"By stopping the tractor," Jesse warned her while running.
"Just how do you intend to do that," Auntie Shrew asked, "you're worse than Martin Brisby."
Soon Jesse came up towards the tractor and held out his paws, ready to grab it to stop it from ruining Mrs. Brisby's and everyone else's homes, but then he thought of a much smarter fashion as he went to the tractor's power source. Jesse checked his arms a bit as his muscles seemed weak right now for some reason. "Ooh, I better get you puppies into shape later on," he said before going into the power source.
A chain was seen dangling.
"Ha...got ya now..." Jesse said before soon he went that fashion to the chain and where soon he began to climb up the chain.
The tractor bumped a bit, making him yelp as he fell a bit, almost falling to the blades, luckily narrowly missing them.
"Phew..." Jesse sighed from that as he felt his heart race.
"Jesse," Mrs. Brisby cried out in deep worry.
"Don't worry, I'm alright," Jesse called out before continuing his road up the chain.
Gertie began to hyperventilate for Jesse.
"C'mon, let's help out the Brisbys," Joanie suggested as a distraction.
Jesse stood up as he shook a bit before Auntie Shrew was coming to go with him, though she thought he was insane. "Alright, must get to its main power source which should be close," he said to himself.
"Jesse! Hang on," Auntie Shrew warned Jesse, "stay put!"
"It's alright, I have it," Jesse warned her as he carefully went to the main power source before he would find the spark plugs, "you shouldn't be here!"
"I'm here to help," Auntie Shrew warned him.
"Well, alright," Jesse said.
Soon Auntie Shrew and Jesse went further into the machine. Soon Jesse pulled one of the distributor caps off the spark plug. It arced wildly, flinging him from side-to-side, tossing himself against a fuel container, and as he saw what it was, he started to pull with all his strength at the hose running from it. Eventually, he succeeded in pulling the hose loose, which made fuel spray everywhere. And where Auntie Shrew made sure Jesse didn't fall off. Soon the tractor began to slowly grind to a halt.
Jesse shivered a bit as he dropped down, seeming to be wore out. "Huh...I guess I should get back to some exercises before we see Alec again..." he said to himself as he seemed not as strong as he used to be, but he was yet able to help the Brisby family.
And where the human began to try and get his tractor started at first before seeing the source of his problem. "Well, of all the bad luck," the man grumbled to himself, "the cut of the fuel line."
"He'll be back tomorrow," Mrs. Brisby frowned uneasily and concernedly, "I wish Jonathan was here."
"Well, it isn't," Auntie Shrew stated bluntly.
"Rude, much," Joanie glanced at her.
"Oh, I'm very sorry, Mrs. Brisby," Gertie frowned softly.
Mrs. Brisby began to weep a bit.
"Foolishness," Auntie Shrew complained about the humans.
"What am I going to do," Mrs. Brisby sulked.
"We'll think of something," Auntie Shrew warned her, "c'mon, let's get out of here."
Soon the group began to get out of there.
"Oh, darlings...are you all alright," Jadis cooed to the adventure group.
"We're fine, Aunt Jadis, but I didn't feel as strong as I used to since I went up against that tractor," Jesse said.
"That's strange," Gertie said.
"Yes...I mean, I could hold it, but...I just felt a little weak..." Jesse said.
"Oh, dear...perhaps it's because you had to awaken so early," Jadis suggested.
"Huh...perhaps....I should do some exercises after breakfast," Jesse replied.
"That sounds like a best idea," Patch nodded.
"I just hope Mrs. Brisby will be alright...I feel so bad to see her like this...and she misses her husband..." Joanie said lowly before her eyes flashed a rainbow color.
"Woah...what was that," Jadis asked like she didn't know.
"These rainbow eyes? That was Joanie activating her Element of Harmony," Patch explained.
"Yes," Joanie nodded, "mine's Empathy."
"And as for the rest of you," Jadis asked the adventure group.
"Our Elements," Patch asked.
"Might as well get to know each other better with me as your substitute adventure guardian," Jadis grinned.
"Well, mine's Strength," Jesse grinned back, "in Equestria, I'm known as the Prince of Strength alongside Twilight Sparkle being The Princess of Friendship."
"Yes," Gertie nodded, "and mine's Bravery."
"I share Loyalty with Rainbow Dash, though...I kinda live up to my Element more than her," Patch said, "probably because I'm a dog, where I was born loyal."
"How very admirable," Jadis grinned, "you have your very own Elements of Harmony."
"Yes," the adventure group grinned back.
"Let's get you children some breakfast," Jadis grinned, taking them apart from the field.
"Some food does sound nice," Jesse nodded.
"I'll make you some," Jadis grinned as she walked away.
The adventure group grinned back as they had a lot of fun with Jadis since they started this new adventure. Soon Jadis began to flex one of her arms once she was alone to make breakfast. She smirked a bit as she saw that arm had gotten a little stronger than it once was.
"I need to get us some help," Auntie Shrew warned Mrs. Brisby as the adventure group waited for some breakfast.
"How about The Big Owl," Gertie asked while waiting for breakfast.
"You know about The Big Owl," Auntie Shrew asked in surprise.
"I heard Martin say he wasn't afraid of the Big Owl; whoever it is, he must be very wise," Gertie said.
"Well...he IS very hopeful......" Auntie Shrew said about the Big Owl.
"Then I think you guys ought to go see him," Gertie replied, "even if owls eat mice."
"Yes, you're right, I'll take Elizabeth as soon as possible," Auntie Shrew said as she felt inspired.
"Sure," Gertie grinned.
"I guess after you folks eat up...where did you come from any matter," Auntie Shrew asked sharply.
"Uh...Dapplewood Forest," Joanie made up on the spot, "it's very far from here."
"Huh...interesting...." Auntie Shrew replied, "you folks are really strange."
"Oh, Auntie Shrew, they're lovely darlings," Mrs. Brisby warned the shrew as she loved their company.
Soon Glinda came back to the group with breakfast. The group looked happily amazed from the breakfast.
"I hope it's all alright," Jadis grinned, "Gertie, Joanie warned me that you were a vegetarian, where I made do with what I could."
"Thanks, Aunt Jadis; it looks grand," Gertie grinned back.
"Aw! Thank you," Jadis grinned back.
Soon the adventure group began to dig in to their breakfast.
"Mind if I take some for my little ones," Mrs. Brisby asked Jadis.
"Oh, sure, here you go," Jadis replied, giving her some food to take to Martin, Teresa and Cynthia.
"Oh, thank you," Mrs. Brisby grinned.
Jadis grinned back. "You're very welcome."
"After breakfast, please come with me," Mrs. Brisby requested to the adventure group.
"Oh, I don't know...I think I should stay and keep an eye on the young ones..." Gertie replied, "I'm a big sister back home."
"What about the rest of you," Mrs. Brisby asked.
"Well, I'll go with you, Mrs. Brisby, if you don't mind," Jesse said.
"How very noble of you," Mrs. Brisby replied.
"I'll go as well," Joanie said.
"I'll stay with Gertie and the children," Patch volunteered.
"Alright, Patch," Jesse said.
At last, everyone was done breakfast, and it was time to split up. While they were getting ready, Jesse began to do some push-ups and sit-ups to keep up with his strength since it was slightly lacking from until he took down the tractor earlier that morning. And where it seemed to work, unknown to him, it was because he was far from Jadis.
"Banzai," Joanie called out, jumping onto his back to weigh him down.
Soon Patch and Gertie joined her to weigh down Jesse.
Jesse continued to push up and down with them there, making him smile in relief. "Thanks, guys, I'm back!"
Patch and Gertie grinned back, happy to know that. Soon the others came off of Jesse's back once he got back into shape.
"Come. Come. We must go," Auntie Shrew rushed them.
"Alright," Joanie warned her before looking to Gertie and Patch, "uh, see you guys later."
"See ya later," Gertie and Patch grinned.
Soon Joanie and Jesse left with Auntie Shrew and Mrs. Brisby to see The Big Owl.
"The Big Owl would know what to do about this," Auntie Shrew reminded Mrs. Brisby, "you must go see him."
"Oh, w-we couldn't do that," Mrs. Brisby said hesitantly, "owls eat mice!"
"Well, my child, show some little courage," Auntie Shrew reminded her, "we're fighting for Timmy's life!"
"And we know the fastest road there," Jesse grinned.
"Jonathan, your wife, I'm afraid, is in desperate danger," a voice spoke, "a visit to the Big Owl may indeed be worthwhile. Go to the Owl then, Mrs. Brisby. Go there!"
Joanie looked around before shrugging as he could have sworn that he heard something, though a familiar sight was coming back in the shape of a certain crow they had met earlier yesterday after meeting Mr. Ages and Mrs. Brisby. As they were flying on Jeremy, Mrs. Brisby looked terrified.
"This isn't so bad," Joanie tried to say with a straight face.
"Nice evening, right," Jeremy grinned, "I warned you would love flying."
"I don't know how I let you speak me into this," Mrs. Brisby gasped.
"Aw, don't thank me, Mrs. Briz," Jeremy replied, "if we get to the Great Owl, he'll know what to do with everything!"
"Owls eat mice," Mrs. Brisby reminded him.
"Er...only after dark....." Jeremy shrugged before diving toward a stand of trees and barreled among the branches at high speed, eventually coming to light on a branch.
Soon Jesse, Joanie and Mrs. Brisby slid cautiously down the crow's leg.
"That must be an owl's tree," Jeremy said, indicating to a sinister-looking tree a short distance away as he went to take flight again.
"Awesome," Joanie smirked a bit.
"Looks homey," Jesse said.
Mrs. Brisby cupped in Jeremy's left foot. They landed on a branch, leading to a dark hole in the side of the tree. Cobwebs hung from everywhere. Slow breathing could be heard within...or was it just the wind?
"Hello? Hullo-o-o-o," Jeremy called out, though he didn't get a response so far. "Well, this place looks deserted. I guess you'd better get out of here," he suggested.
Suddenly, a loud hooting sound could be heard from within the tree and a dusty gust of wind came rolling out of the hole, as if something was flapping very large wings, blowing the group backward a bit.
"Come inside my house....." a voice demanded.
"Alright, that was a creepy voice......" Joanie had to admit.
"Well, we better get inside," Jesse warned Mrs. Brisby and Joanie.
Mrs. Brisby was about to follow Jeremy, but hesitated.
"Come in or go away," the voice demanded.
"Mrs. Brisby, think about your son," Joanie tried to help motivate the widowed mouse into going with them.
"Timothy...remember Timothy......" Mrs. Brisby warned herself as soon as she followed them.
The three mice began to make their road inside. Joanie let out a small yelp as she stumbled over a pile of bones, knocking them down into the inner recesses of the playground.
Then Mrs. Brisby gasped as a moth fluttered in her face, almost sending her racing back out. A spider stalked her, but just as it was about to attack, it was crushed by the owl's foot. Mrs. Brisby cowered in terror at the sight of the owl's glowing eyes.
"It's alright...I've had her," Jesse warned Mrs. Brisby and Joanie as they seemed a bit afraid, though Mrs. Brisby a lot more than Joanie.
"Why have you come," the Big Owl demanded.
"Please...please forgive us for disturbing you, but my son's life is in big danger," Mrs. Brisby spoke up.
A fluttering moth came too close to the owl, and he gulped it down.
"Gruesome," Joanie winced slightly.
"Moving Day's come, and we were wondering if you could help us," Jesse warned the owl.
"Move your family," the Big Owl stated, emphasizing his words with flapping of his huge wings.
Mrs. Brisby, Joanie and Jesse were now in the center of a gust of wind like the one they had felt before with Jeremy, making the widowed mouse cower as bones dislodged from the ceiling, clattering all around them.
"Yes, I would've moved, but Timothy has pneumonia," Mrs. Brisby said, "he can't even get out of bed."
The Big Owl considered this before speaking again. "You have to move it to a place where it will be safe from the plow."
"Please, there must be another fashion," Mrs. Brisby begged.
"There is no other road," the Big Owl replied.
Mrs. Brisby frowned as it now seemed hopeless.
"I must wish you a nice evening, Mrs..." the Great Owl spoke to the widowed mouse again.
"Mrs. Brisby," she informed.
"Brisby? Mrs. Jonathan Brisby," the Big Owl asked as he suddenly turned back and peered closer enough at the widowed mouse that she could see her reflection was his eye, making her pull back as far as she dared.
"Why so! He was my husband," Mrs. Brisby said.
"You knew her husband," Joanie asked, "how?"
"That is not reluctant," the Big Owl replied, "let me say this, his name is not unknown in these woods."
"Sir, there must be another road," Jesse said to the Big Owl, referring to Mrs. Brisby's predicament.
"Please, sir, I'll do anything to save Timmy," Mrs. Brisby begged, "everything."
Soon the Big Owl considered for a moment before thinking of something. "There is a fashion. Go to the rats," he warned them.
"The rats," Joanie and Jesse repeated.
"But I don't know any rats," Mrs. Brisby replied.
"In the bush of roses," the Big Owl said.
"Oh, yes, close to the house," Mrs. Brisby said.
"Go there," the Big Owl instructed, "ask for Nicodemus."
"Yes, sir," Jesse nodded.
"Nicodemus....right," Joanie repeated the name where that she would remember for later.
"Nicodemus," Mrs. Brisby asked, "but how can they help?"
"They must move your house on the leeward side of the stone," the Big Owl advised.
"No rat can move my house," Mrs. Brisby gasped, "it's-"
"They have roads," the Big Owl replied, looming in again.
"I don't understand, but I'll do what you say," Mrs. Brisby said as she saw she needed to do this for the future of her young son's life and her family.
"Thank you, Big Owl," Jesse grinned.
"You are welcome....it is night...I must go," the Big Owl said as he went for the door as the others came out of the road as best as they could. "Remember...the permeability of the stone," he reminded, proceeding past the cowering Jeremy to the end of the branch. He spread his wings, and flew away into the night.
Then the mice rejoined Jeremy at the entrance.
"Then what do you think," Jeremy asked them.
"He said that what was wrong," Mrs. Brisby said.
"Rats," Jeremy asked, "what rats?"
"Under the cover of a stone..." Mrs. Brisby said to herself thoughtfully.
"We better get back to your home," Jesse warned Mrs. Brisby.
"Yes...right...right..." Mrs. Brisby nodded to that.
Soon they came back to the house as Gertie and Patch did a very nice job with entertaining Teresa, Cynthia and even Martin.
"Well, we can see you kept the children entertained," Jesse grinned at Gertie and Patch.
"Yes, even Martin liked us," Patch grinned back, "they kinda like us better than Auntie Shrew."
"Well, at least you guys had some fun," Joanie replied.
Soon they saw Martin, Teresa and Cynthia, looking tired.
"Ready for bed," Gertie grinned.
"Yes..." the Brisby children replied.
"Alright," Gertie said, "you guys get your pajamas and wash up and I'll warn you a story."
Soon the Brisby children went to get into their pajamas, and where Mrs. Brisby was surprised in a nice fashion to see this happening.
"This hasn't happened in a very long time..." Mrs. Brisby said to Gertie, "are you a professional nanny?"
"No, but I've been looking after my little brother for a very long time, and I've learned some pointers from my big brother and sister," Gertie grinned proudly.
"I can see that their pointers have pulled apart," Mrs. Brisby grinned back.
"Thank you, Mrs. Brisby," Gertie beamed, "also, welcome home."
Mrs. Brisby grinned to her, though she frowned softly once Gertie was out of sight.
"It'll be alright, Mrs. Brisby, we're right here with you," Joanie soothed the widowed mouse about going to see the rats for help.
"Yes," Jesse added.
"Yes, I suppose so....you're both very brave souls......" Mrs. Brisby said.
"We've been through a lot," Joanie and Jesse replied.
"That's true," Patch grinned.
"Oh, I wish I could fearless like you...or my darling Jonathan..." Mrs. Brisby said.
"Only fools are fearless," Joanie quoted.
"No one is fearless," Jesse added.
"Jonathan was...." Mrs. Brisby said.
"Mrs. Brisby, you should know that being brave doesn't mean you go out looking for danger," Jesse advised, "you should be brave if you have to be. Especially for your children with your poor little Timmy sick in bed."
"That's right," Joanie added.
"You make it sound so easy," Mrs. Brisby said to them.
"Try not to worry so much, we're all here for you," Teresa coaxed.
"Yes...excuse me..." Mrs. Brisby grinned softly as she walked away briefly.
"Joanie, that was very nice of you," Jesse sounded proud of his best friend.
"It was nothing," Joanie said bashfully.
At last, facts seemed calm and silent so far.
"I do wonder where Alec is," Patch commented, "shouldn't we had seen him by now?"
"Yes..." Gertie replied. "It's not like him to procrastinate in meeting us THIS late," Gertie had to agree.
"Yes, he's never this late," Jesse said.
Jadis hummed as she walked side-by-side.
"Aunt Jadis, where's Alec," Joanie asked her, "it's not like him to be so late."
"Oh, my...he must've overslept or isn't coming," Jadis replied, "I do hope that wasn't my fault."
"Oh, I wish it wasn't," Jesse said.
"Did you guys have a fight," Patch asked.
"Oh, yes..." Jadis replied, "it was about who would be a better teacher/guardian for you all since you're all very special and reluctant children."
"Well, then it's no contest," Joanie said.
"Oh," Jadis replied.
"I want you to be our teacher from now on," Joanie smirked, "you're a lot nicer, and hopeful, and sweet."
"Oh, thank you, darling," Jadis grinned.
"But Alec cares about us to," Jesse said.
"Only because he's getting paid to do so," Jadis said.
"...Paid..." Jesse asked, "what do you mean?"
"He doesn't really care about any of you...he's just using you all," Jadis explained.
"What? No way," Patch said.
"He warned me so himself," Jadis replied, showing a bubble.
The French countryside was covered in white snow. What few trees remained after three years of war all had their branches covered as well. Yet despite, it being a war zone, the area was in full silence. The only sound was the cold winter blowing. Moments later, the silence was broken by the sound of horses neighing, their hooves brushing the snow as they ran, 12 in total, in two teams of 6, a wooden wagon behind them. In each wagon were 6 men, each wearing Imperial German Army grey tunics and trousers, grey overcoats to keep them warm, puttees above their boots and all wearing grey Stahlhelm or "Steel Helmet" helmets. On both wagons, the man who was tugging the reins to make the horses go faster both looked at each other with looks of murder. The man on the wagon on the right was the most murderous-looking: "Hauptmann" or Captain Steele. Deep black hair and icy blue eyes, muscular body, all made them look like a capable soldier. However, that didn't mean he was nice. He was the opposite. He looked over at the driver of the other wagon, who had brown hair and a bit more fatter than Steele. The drivers made their wagons thunder along. "Steele, we're not gonna make it," one of Steele's crew said, a skinny blue-eyed and light grey-haired "Privat" or Private everyone named "Sterne" or Star. Despite being an officer, few people actually called Captain Steele, and called him by his name. Steele fully ignored Star's request and kept staring ahead, spotting a rock just on the left of the opponent wagon. Then he turned his horses to the left, the wagon coming so close that the opponent wagon had no other choice but to move further left, for fear of hitting it. But suddenly, the whole crew watched their opponents, the left wagon's horses smashed into the rock and pulled their reins out of the drivers' hands before stopping a few yards away, its wooden wheels cracking and its crew all falling off and landing in the snow. Seeing this made Steele smirk with victory in delight. As they passed a sentry 3 miles from their destination, the sentry shot a flare into the heavens, signaling that they were on their road.
Soon the adventurers looked shocked after they saw what Alec said in the bubble.
"I hate to burst your bubble, children, but...it's the truth..." Jadis frowned as she burst the bubble, "also, you're old enough now to make your own decisions. Well...what do you say?"
"We're very sorry we doubted you," Jesse said softly, trying not to feel too hurt.
"It's alright..." Jadis soothed, "you hardly know me, bit I understand."
"I think we should get some sleep," Jesse frowned.
"Yes...sleep is reluctant.....especially for you, isn't it, Joanie," Jadis replied.
"Yes...that really is...." Joanie nodded.
Jadis grinned as she helped them get some sleep, though they couldn't believe Alec would say such a fact after how well they had gotten to know him over the years as his students. Sure, he was sore and annoyed with them at first, but they all grew on each other, being like their own little family, and where later on, they would learn the truth. Soon the group fell fast asleep, though while they went to sleep, Jadis seemed to place jars behind them, as if to take something from them.
"You may have gotten some strength back, but as long as I'm here, I'll make you weaker than you once were, Mohican Boy," Jadis smirked to Jesse as he was fast asleep.
Jesse seemed to moan as he tossed his body apart from the jar.
Jadis grasped the jar where it wouldn't fall and break and smirked as she put it away for now and soon came toward the sleeping Joanie. "Huh...I do wonder what powers you could hold in your dreams, young lady," she smirked.
Joanie hugged her pillow as she drifted away in her sleep, though Jadis placed a jar behind her as she reached out to poke the sleeping perky goth.
A tiger roar was heard before soon Kimba sprouted out in front of Jadis.
"A Celestial Cub......how very rare....and exotic," Jadis gasped in surprise before smirking at the white tiger.
Kimba began to growl at Jadis, feeling her evilness.
"Uh...what an exotic specimen..." Jadis smirked.
"Stay away from Joanie......" Kimba snarled, "I should've known something was wrong. I haven't seen her in the Dream Realm since you showed up."
"I'm just giving her a little break from work, nothing wrong with that," Jadis defended innocently.
"If she doesn't return to the Dream Realm, then there will be no one to protect it when Princess Luna retires, and I will never see each other again," Kimba warned her.
"That would be a disgrace, wouldn't it," Jadis replied.
"I'm going to warn Joanie what you're up to once she wakes up." Kimba frowned, going to turn back to Joanie's imagination for the rest of the night.
"I think not," Jadis said before soon she blew a blow dart against the lion.
Kimba, though usually unstoppable, got hit in an instant and dropped flat on the floor, which didn't awaken any of the adventure group, surprisingly enough.
"Play 'Dead', Kitty..." Jadis smirked as soon as she used her magic to store Kimba apart out of the room while the group continued to sleep as she drained the others of their magic and power source while she could before they would awaken.
"I have to warn Joanie now," Kimba said as he used as much power he had left to try and warn Joanie.
"You're not going anywhere," Jadis frowned, stepping on his tail to stop him.
Kimba dropped back down before scratching her, causing Jadis to back off long enough to get back to his mistress. Jadis frowned as she held onto her scratched arm.
"Take...that..." Kimba groaned before soon he descended into Joanie's imagination while the girl continued to sleep.
"That Celestial Cub is much more clever than I thought," Jadis frowned.
Alec chuckled from behind the window as he stayed hidden where none of the mice would see him since he was a rat. Soon he made his road to where the rats were hiding.
It took him a while until soon he ran past a voice.
"Who are you..." a voice demanded, "friend or foe?"
"I hope to be a friend......" Alec replied.
A tall and slender dark brown rat soon came out, coming to check him out, seeing that he was a fellow rat. "Huh...you say you're a friend.....I haven't seen you before..." he said.
"It's a long story, I'm not here to attack," Alec promised.
"Well, that's nice to hear then, come in," the tall and slender brown rat said.
Soon Alec followed the rat inside. "I guess you're reluctant around here, right," he asked.
"Heh, probably not as much as Nicodemus," the rat chuckled, "I am Justin; the Captain of the Guard. You couldn't have come from NIMH though, have you? You seem stabilized already."
"It's a very long story," Alec replied.
"Can't wait to hear it," Justin said.
Soon Justin followed Justin in to some special quarters.
"You seem hungry...." Justin said, holding out a tray of some snacks.
"Huh...perhaps one..." Alec smirked a bit and soon ate all of the snacks as he was very hungry right now.
"More like all of them," Justin said.
"Huh. Funny," Alec smirked.
"I try," Justin smirked back, "well...you're not from NIMH?"
"I...uh...lost my...children..." Alec replied, "we were traveling together, and we got separated. I-I have to find them. If anything happened to them, I'd be disheartened."
"I promise you, we'll find them," Justin warned him.
"Thank you..." Alec said in strong relief, "I...I miss them so much. I've been watching them for so long."
"Well, they are your children," Justin replied, "of course you would be concerned."
"Yes...I know..." Alec replied as he began to think about the first time he saw Joanie and Jesse, the real first time and not just when they came in with Sabrina after Hilda and Zelda warned them about him, but since they were babies and born under the prophecy.
"Then should we get you settled in," Justin asked.
"Huh? Oh, yes, sure," Alec replied.
"Right this fashion, buddy," Justin said, leading him over to a cot to get some sleep, "I know it's small...."
"Eh. It'll do," Alec shrugged, though he did have to admit the cot was a bit small for him since he was pretty big, even as a rat.
They began to continue their road inside. Alec sighed as he looked a little mournful to be separated from his little adventure group, especially with what Jadis did just to get his goat and to be a better mentor for them than himself.
Meanwhile, in Joanie's dream....
"I want to say just one fact," Sister Bear said, "if that other person who's shouting nameless thinks for one moment, he's going to take over my half of this tree-house, he's mournfully mistaken."
"Well, if a certain little twit thinks she's gonna take my half of the tree-house, she's even more mistaken," Brother Bear replied.
Thunder boomed overhead.
"This side of the line is my house," Sister Bear replied, "and if a certain loudmouth so much as puts one toe over his line."
"And this is my half," Brother Bear snapped, "and if a certain dopey bathroom hogging twerk so much as..."
There was a boom of thunder before the rain began to fall.
"If that certain person thinks I'm gonna leave just because it's rain pouring and leave the entire tree-house to him, he's even dumber than he looks," Sister Bear argued.
Thunder smashed overhead.
"AND IF THAT CERTAIN ANOTHER PERSON THINKS I'M GONNA LEAVE," Brother Bear shrieked.
"Oh, dear. These cubs," Mama Bear complained, "Brother, Sister, don't you know enough to come in out of the pouring rain? Come in here this instant! Go up to your room and dry off before you catch your death of cold!"
"Well, I like that," Sister responded, "some unauthorized person has been using my modeling clay."
With that said, Sister furiously squished the dinosaur clay into a lump of oil and frustratedly rolled it into a ball.
"Oh, it took me a week to make these," Brother gasped in alarm, "well, what about my jigsaw puzzle that some little twerp has been putting together?!"
With said three, Brother angrily flung down the puzzle pieces and everything was tumbling down the floor.
"YOU NO-LUCK RAT," Sister shouts, "I'VE BEEN WORKING ON THAT PUZZLE FOR TWO ENTIRE WEEKS!!"
"What about my clay dinosaurs," Brother demanded, "I was working on them for a school project!"
"OH, YES," Sister asked, "WELL, MY CLAY IS MY SOIL AND YOU HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO RIGHT!!"
"I have every right," Brother yelled, "you're always using my stuff; my skateboard, my hockey stick, my..."
"NEVER MIND ABOUT YOUR STUFF," Sister shouts, "YOU NO LUCK SILLY HEAD!!"
"You're the sword head, you little silly nitwit," Brother yelled, "why, I ought to..."
"YOU JUST SHUT UP," Sister shrieked, "SHUT UP! SHUT UP!! SHUT UP!!!"
"WHAT? WHAT?! WHAT?!? WHAT," Brother yelled.
That did it. Their argument was ruined and Dad eventually couldn't stand outwitting these neighbors any longer.
"WHAT IN THE WORLD IS GOING ON UP THERE," Papa roared in fury, "I WANT THAT SHOUTING STOP THIS INSTANT!! UNDERSTAND?!"
"IT'S ALL HIS FAULT," Sister shrieked, "HE CALLED ME NAMES!!"
"ALL MY FAULT," Brother yelled, "IT'S ALL HER FAULT!!"
"I DON'T CARE WHOSE FAULT THAT IS," Papa roared in outrage and frustration, "I WANT THIS FIGHTING AND BICKERING STOP!! STOP, YOU HEAR?!"
Papa Bear, Brother Bear and Sister Bear were yelling and shouting louder until Mama whistled to stop them, who growled in frustration before shouting out an enraged "SILENCE!!!"
This yell was so loud that it echoed across Bear Country. "I didn't know you could whistle that loud, Mama," Sister warned her, hearing the frustrated grizzly bear shout for them to be silent.
"Well, I can," Mama frowned, "and I can also warn you that I've had quite enough of this foolish fighting. Why, I don't think you two even remember what you're fighting about. Alright, you two. Onto my lap. Now, let's settle down and speak about the situation calmly and silently. Let's speak about how folks get into naughty moods once in a while and how one fact leads to another and they get into big nasty, noisy arguments. Even folks who love each other very much."
"You and I don't have arguments, my darling," Papa replied.
"Oh, yes. We do so," Mama said.
"No, we don't," Papa said.
"We're having one right now about whether or not, we have arguments," Mama replied.
"Uh-huh," Papa hummed.
"They get annoyed. They begin to stomp and shout, saying all sorts of facts they really don't mean," Mama warned him, "even calling each other's bad names. Then after a while, they come to their senses and realize how silly they've been and the entire fact pisses off."
"You mean, it all sort of ticks off like the storm," Sister asked.
"Yes, my darling," Mama frowned, "like the storm."
"Hey, gang, look," Papa pointed, "a rainbow!"
"Yes, a rainbow," Mama replied, "you see, a rainbow is something very beautiful that happens after a big storm."
"You mean, like making up after a fight," Sister asked.
"Yes," Mama replied, "that's exactly what I mean. Now why don't you two kiss and make up?"
"Kissing makeup," Brother and Sister retorted in unison.
"Alright then," Mama remarked, "shake hands and make up."
Joanie's eyes were closed in the Dream Realm before she opened them with a small gulp.
"It won't be easy, but you'll be able to convince them she's evil, but until then you'll have to act like nothing happened until the time is right," Kimba said.
"Then am I just supposed to go along and pretend that nothing's wrong around my friends," Joanie asked.
"I'm sorry, Joanie, but it might be best where Jadis doesn't win," Kimba advised.
Joanie sighed sharply, slowly shutting her eyes. "Well, fine."
"Do not worry, everything will be alright," Kimba promised her.
"I guess so..." Joanie sighed.
Kimba kept her company and consolation until soon she would awaken.
It was a bit of a rough night for Joanie until the next morning came as she and Jesse were due to going with Mrs. Brisby to find the rats. It would be easy though as the only was was with the rose bush. Soon the adventure group awakened. Jadis passed by Joanie with a small smirk. Joanie grasped the covers for protection, letting out a small whine.
"Good morning," Jadis smirked, though beamed brightly to the others before looking over with an innocent grin.
"Morning," the adventure group yawned as Jesse stretched his arms.
"Jadis, I don't know how you do it, but these beds you made are so cozy," Gertie beamed, "I don't even feel like getting up in the middle of the night."
"Yes, me neither," Patch added, "it's like we could get a full eight hours of sleep."
"Huh, where were these beds during Scholastic Aptitude Test Prep, right, Joanie," Jesse chuckled to himself.
Joanie didn't say anything.
"Joanie? Joanie," Jesse called.
"What? Oh, yes, heh. Funny," Joanie replied.
"Joanie, did you try to get back to sleep," Jesse asked.
"Huh? What? I'm fine," Joanie said, going under the covers.
Jesse came to her before chuckling, moving the covers. "C'mon, Joanie, it's a new day," he warned her, "we promised we'd help Mrs. Brisby."
"Oh, yes," Joanie said, "just us and no one else."
"C'mon...get out of bed," Jesse said while laughing, "it's gonna be alright."
Joanie looked to him while he glanced to her a bit.
"...You are feeling okay, are you..." Jesse asked, "you didn't catch Timmy's fever, did you?"
"No, no, I'm a-coming...it's alright," Joanie replied.
"Whew, that's nice," Jesse sighed out of relief.
Jadis went to make some breakfast for all of them. Soon Joanie sighed as she rolled out of bed to get breakfast with everyone before she and Jesse would go help Mrs. Brisby while Gertie and Patch would keep an eye on the children for her. Jadis began to make breakfast while Jesse and the others got ready.
"Well, you're going to see some rats," Patch asked.
"Yes," Jesse nodded, "they're going to help us move Mrs. Brisby's home before Moving Day destroys it to meet some guy named Nicodemus."
"Woah," Gertie said.
"Keep an eye on the children for us and keep them distracted," Jesse said.
"We'll do our best," Gertie replied, "I am a professional caretaker."
"Yes," Patch said, "should be easy."
"Thanks again, guys, I just hope it's not too much danger," Jesse grinned.
"Well, you know me with being with the Buddies and Oddball," Patch grinned back with a reminder.
"That's true," Jesse nodded.
"This should be interesting," Joanie said.
"You sure you're alright, Joanie," Atticus asked. "You seem to be acting kind of... Funny..."
"I'm fine, really..." Joanie said, trying to hide her anxiety as Jadis passed by them.
"Well, alright," Jesse said.
Joanie looked all around with her eyes darting around. Soon Gertie let out a horrified yelp.
"Gertie," Jesse frowned, "Gertie, what's wrong?"
"I...I planted some flowers for Mrs. Brisby, but look," Gertie frowned back, showing some flowers that were wilted and dying in her hands, "they're all droopy!"
"That's new," Jesse said.
Soon Gertie began to sing to the flowers, hoping her Equestrian magic would save the flowers. The flower seemed to stand up at first. The others leaned in hopefully, though the flower seemed to stand up straight without blooming, which made Gertie frown a little.
"Guess I should get back to working on my powers," Gertie sighed a little.
"Can I help," Teresa asked.
The others looked over to the young mouse girl.
"I'm not sure if you can, darling, but..." Gertie said before seeing her puppy dog-like fashions with a small pout, "I guess you could give it a shot."
"Alright," Teresa beamed.
Soon Teresa helped with the flowers as she gave them a little water. Gertie gave a small grin as she and Teresa bonded well like sisters.
"Come along, we better get going," Mrs. Brisby warned Joanie and Jesse.
"We'll be back later, Aunt Jadis," Jesse grinned.
"Have fun, I love you both," Jadis grinned back as she hugged the best friends.
"Yes, right back at ya," Joanie replied.
Jadis gave a sickly sweet grin before it grew into a dark smirk once Joanie and Jesse were out of sight with Mrs. Brisby.
"Is it working," Teresa grinned to Gertie.
"I think you," Gertie grinned back, "what a grand little helper you are."
"Aw, thanks," Teresa grinned brightly.
Jesse gave a fond grin as soon as he and Joanie walked away with Mrs. Brisby to find the rats they had heard so much about.
At the Fitzgibbons' farmhouse, front yard, Mrs. Fitzgibbons was hanging out the wash. Unnoticed by her, a baby's baptismal gown suddenly came to life and headed off across the yard towards the rosebush. It paused as it passed Dragon, who was on his back, asleep. The figure pulled the hood back, revealing to be a certain clumsy crow, pausing to suppress a sneeze or two before continuing on. He paused to suppress a sneeze or two, and continued.
"Mrs. Briz! Joanie! Jesse," Jeremy called out, reaching to the rosebush and tripped over a low branch, "oh, excuse me, forgive me."
"Jeremy," Mrs. Brisby whispered.
"What the hell," Joanie added.
"I'm in disguise," Jeremy replied theatrically before cackling diabolically.
"Jeremy, please, not now," Jesse warned the crow firmly, "I'm trying to find the entrance, and these spines are very dense."
"Here, let me help you," Jeremy replied, sticking his head against the thorns, touching them, and then... "OW, YEOWCH!!!"
Mrs. Brisby jumped up and wrapped her arms around Jeremy's beak, shutting him up, making him make muffled sounds. "Will you be silent," she scolded, "they'll hear you!"
"I need to find this Nicodemus before the farmer fixes the tractor from Jesse's endeavor," Joanie added.
"I'll keep an eye out," Jeremy offered, trying to take off, but his disguise got caught on the bush, ending up hanging upside-down like a bat.
"Ugh," Joanie moaned.
"Will you," Mrs. Brisby warned, "will you get lost?"
"I don't see anyone coming," Jeremy said before falling to the ground with a thump.
"If you really wanted to help me, you'd go away," Joanie frowned.
"Because that's very brave of you, Joan, but I can't...I can't leave you here alone," Jeremy replied, "because, if something happens, think...think about the kids!"
Soon Jesse had an idea by the mention of the children. "That's it," he said out of inspiration.
"What? That's what," Jeremy asked out of confusion.
"Jeremy, someone strong should be protecting my kids," Jesse suggested as soon as Joanie caught on what was going on, "in case this tractor starts up again."
"Oh, in case the racetrack. Hey! How about me," Jeremy replied.
"Oh, you would," Joanie asked, fluttering her eyelashes at the crow.
"Yes, of course! That'd be a fantastic practice," Jeremy beamed, "girls can't exist a guy who's good with children, you know, domestic type. Play, help, domestic!"
"Exactly," Jesse grinned.
"Yes. Yes, a maiden," Mrs. Brisby agreed, "now, whatever you do, don't let me know where I am."
"My lips are sealed, Mrs. Briz," Jeremy promised.
"Farewell," Jesse, Joanie and Mrs. Brisby warned the crow.
"Farewell with the rats," Jeremy saluted sharply and pulled the gown back around himself.
Mrs. Brisby turned back to the bush, but Jeremy came back one last time.
"What," Joanie asked through her teeth.
"Oh! Where do you live," Jeremy asked the widowed mouse.
"For that big stone in the garden," Mrs. Brisby replied, "just stay out of danger."
"Don't worry, Mrs. Briz. I love children and children love me," Jeremy replied before he seemed to rap himself. "Children love me and I love children, I a-love-a children, and-a children a-love-" he tripped over Dragon's leg who was yet asleep, until he immediately wrapped around him.
"C'mon, let's go," Joanie warned her best friend and the widowed mouse.
"Agreed," Jesse nodded.
Suppressing sneezes, Jeremy tried to pull the gown out of Dragon's grasp. Eventually he sneezed, inflating the gown and propelling himself into the air, who growled in frustration before shouting out an enraged "STEELE!!"
This yell was so loud that it echoed across the farmhouse. "Dragon! You lazy kitten," Mrs. Fitzgibbons complained, retrieving the gown, "go get some of these mice from the barn!"
Dragon opened one eye, but fell asleep again, hearing the frustrated black crow shout his name.
"I've never seen a cat sleep so much," Mrs. Fitzgibbons mused to herself.
Mrs. Brisby watched this, but returned to her search with Joanie and Jesse.
Jesse opened a small branch, which moved under his touch. A cleverly disguised door opened with a creak. Soon the three mice came in before the door itself closed behind her.
"Well, here we go," Jesse said.
"No turning back now," Joanie added.
Inside the rosebush, weird lights flickered and crackled. Electrical currents seemed to flow all around the three mice. They narrowly escaped being caught by some sort of animated vines that tangled together, drawing the thorns across the entrance tightly. Soon their escape was blocked, thy could now only go forward. They proceeded through the bush, past sights wondrous and frightening, eventually reaching a curtain across the road. Mrs. Brisby peered through it.
On the other side was a brightly lit space in the center of the rosebush, with an elegantly wrought footpath over a small pond, leading to an elaborate arch with a tunnel opening leading underground. The three mice entered the open space, looking left and right at the beautiful landscaping, but suddenly a massive metal object smashed down to the ground directly in front of them. Then they looked up into the eyes of an enormous rat with a battle axe.
"H-Hey, now, buddy, we don't want any damage," Joanie gulped a bit.
"Yes, we're just here to speak with Nicodemus," Jesse warned the rat as she stood bravely to the enormous rat to protect Mrs. Brisby and Joanie.
The rat didn't say anything.
"Erm...are you Nicodemus," Mrs. Brisby spoke up.
The rat lunged, striking at the trio with his axe.
"Stay close to me," Jesse warned Joanie with caution.
"Please, we need help," Mrs. Brisby cried out to the rat in despair.
The rat struck again, and again, chasing the three out of the road they had come. He slashed the curtain behind them for best measure before turning back to the entrance before they ducked to a hiding place, but immediately, an ominous shadow approached.
"Please stop," Joanie begged while weeping a bit.
"Who's going there," demanded a voice.
"Us," Joanie, Jesse and Mrs. Brisby replied.
The voice was shown to be Mr. Ages.
"Oh! Oh, Mr. Ages..." Jesse grinned, relieved to see a familiar face.
"Mrs. Brisby? Children," Mr. Ages asked, "what are you---what are you doing here?"
"Oh! Oh, thank heavens it's you," Mrs. Brisby said to him.
"How did you get here with thunder," Mr. Ages asked.
"The plow arrived in the field early," Joanie tried to explain.
"Well, you better march back the fashion you came," Mr. Ages said firmly.
"We can't leave," Jesse said.
"I can't bring Timothy out," Mrs. Brisby explained, "the cold in the air will hurt him!"
"That's another question," Mr. Ages replied, "which doesn't explain what you're doing here."
"And that big rat chased me off, but we need to see Nicodemus," Joanie grew animated, "the Owl warned us to see Nicodemus!"
"That's it, maybe you should----" Mr. Ages replied before his voice trailed off at first, "the owl said?"
Hesitantly, Mrs. Brisby nodded.
"Here now, what owl," Mr. Ages asked, "what do you mean what's the use?"
"I went to see the Big Owl," Jesse said.
"The Owl," Mr. Ages asked, "you said you saw....the Owl?"
"Is there an echo in here," Joanie replied, "and he said that we should ask for Nicodemus."
"Er, yes, I know Nicodemus," Mr. Ages replied.
"You do," Jesse asked.
"Aye," Mr. Ages nodded.
"Apparently, he lives with the mice," Joanie said.
"More specifically, he is the leader of the rats," Mr. Ages replied.
"Do you know him," Mrs. Brisby asked.
"No one has ever seen the Owl," Mr. Ages replied, "and lived to warn about this!"
"Please, could you take us to see Nicodemus," Mrs. Brisby asked.
"Well, ye-e-ess, sir," Mr. Ages said before straining for a moment, "and as for your own sake, I hope you're warning the truth! C'mon."
"Trust me, if Jesse was lying he'd bite down on his lower lip and his eyes would all go shifty," Joanie warned Mr. Ages.
Jesse narrowed his eyes.
"That's true," Joanie smirked to him.
"How about the big rat at the entrance," Mrs. Brisby asked hesitantly, "I can't go back there. I can't."
"Oh, never mind Brutus," Mr. Ages said calmly, "then follow me."
Mrs. Brisby yet hung back.
"Well? C'mon," Mr. Ages warned her as Joanie and Jesse already followed him.
Reluctantly, Mrs. Brisby followed the three other mice back through the curtain.
"Don't worry; everything will be alright," Jesse warned her.
"Aren't you afraid as well," Mrs. Brisby asked.
"Perhaps a little, but I've been trying to learn how to go through situations like this even if I feel just a bit afraid," Joanie replied.
"Did Bruce teach you that," Jesse asked.
"Selene...oh, Jesse, it was so graphic with the werewolves and the vampires being arch opponents..." Joanie said about one of her more darker adventures.
"Wow," Jesse said.
Joanie shuddered a bit from that experience as a lot of crazy facts happened as she went with Jesse, Mr. Ages and Mrs. Brisby to find the one called Nicodemus.
"Jonathan, your wife has eventually arrived.  Maybe now I can return your kindness to me," an unfamiliar voice said as the group traveled together, "but Mrs. Brisby, who served the mice of NIMH much more than we did so.  Jenner, I fear, could harm her down.  Possibly, also these young people who are not from our world...Jenner is consoled by a desire for power.  So far, the amulet has been found securely hidden.  But if he finds it, heaven will help us."
"Did anyone else hear someone speaking," William asked.
"Oh, you mean that little voice that warns me 'This is a worst idea, we should go back to Alice and Patch'," Angelina replied.
"No, not that..." William said to her, "I'm not sure who or what this is, but that's speaking about someplace called NIMH."
"Why do I have a bad feeling about that name," Angelina asked.
"What? NIMH," William replied.
"Yes...it sounds...ominous..." Angelina said.
"Well, we don't know anything yet, better keep going," William replied.
Mr. Ages led the road, though he seemed to be limping a bit.
"What just happened to your foot, Mr. Ages," William asked.
"That's none of your business," Mr. Ages warned, "now, to what you see and hear, you must swear to absolute secrecy."
"Yes, I unders---" Mrs. Brisby began.
"Swear it," Mr. Ages frowned.
"I promise," the other mice replied.
"If any of this were to leak, we'd have humanity destroying the road here to blow up the place," Mr. Ages warned.
"We understand," William said.
"Is it always so dark," Mrs. Brisby asked.
"We went down a meter," Mr. Ages warned her.
Suddenly, the tunnel was lit with several electric lights of different colors.
Mrs. Brisby gasped at the sight.  "It's the most beautiful sight that I have ever seen!"
"This is amazing," William said.
"Neat..." Angelina had to agree, "it's like a little city down here."
The chamber was revealed by the lights was quite large, and filled with a remarkable assortment of junk, most of it appearing to be children's toys.  For example, a row of toy soldiers was lined up against the wall.  Mrs. Brisby glanced at them briefly, but moved ahead.  Behind her and Mr. Ages however, one of the soldiers opened its eyes.  It was actually a large rat.  He broke rank and crept up behind them, eventually reaching out and caught Mr. Ages around the throat.
"Reveal your name," the rat hissed.
"Justin, you pinhead," Mr. Ages frowned a bit, "get your hands off me!"
"OK, that's it, just a joke," the rat chuckled a bit. "I didn't mean any harm.  The meeting's already in underway. We also have a new member who existed on joining in," he noticed Mrs. Brisby, William and Angelina.
"What's going on," Mr. Ages demanded.
Mrs. Brisby, William and Angelina already had noticed quite a bit about Justin.
"Who, can I ask," Justin asked.
"Oh, yes, yes, she is trustworthy," Mr. Ages replied, "that is not strange.  My friends, can I introduce Justin, the Captain of the Guard.  Justin, Mrs. Brisby. Also William and Angelina who seem to be far from home."
"Not...Mrs. Jonathan Brisby," Justin gasped about the widowed mouse.
"I believe she said her name was Elizabeth," Angelina commented.
"I think he's referring to who Mrs. Brisby was married to," William warned her.
"Yes, the same," Mr. Ages warned Justin about who Mrs. Brisby was.
"It is an honor and a privilege, my lady," Justin said with a grand bow to the widowed mouse.
"If we could dispense with the formalities," Mr. Ages suggested in a sarcastic fashion that could outnumber Angelina on a daily basis.
"How beautiful...." Mrs. Brisby said as she seemed to focus the male rat.
"Madam," Justin replied.
"Oh!  Er...the lights," Mrs. Brisby covered up, "they're quite adorable."
'I bet that's what she meant,' Angelina thought to herself with smirk.
"Yes, they are," Justin grinned to Mrs. Brisby, "we've got electricity for four years now."
"Five," Mr. Ages corrected.
"Jonathan always spoke about electricity," Mrs. Brisby memorized.
"But look, our disgrace is that we're stealing, from Farmer Fitzgibbons," Justin said.
"That makes sense of where all of this came from," William said.
"Robbery," Mrs. Brisby's face paled.
"All of that will change," Mr. Ages informed.
"He means that we're working on a plan," Justin explained.
"I mean, we have a plan," Mr. Ages replied, "and that theft will stop."
"That's nice," William grinned.
Soon they were leading over to a deep hole in the ground.
"Now, your names are William and Angelina," Justin asked the childhood best friends.
"Yes, sir," the two replied.
"Someone's been looking for you two," Justin warned them.
"Would this someone's name be Henry," Angelina asked.
"Yes, your father is here for you," Justin nodded.
"Father," Angelina and William replied.
"Well, I just thought, since he said he needed to find his children..." Justin shrugged as he didn't know Henry that well yet.
"Uh, yes, our father," Angelina said.
William covered Angelina's mouth as she looked like she was about to throw up about calling Henry her father.
"He's probably with the others right now...this way, if you please," Justin said, leading the road.
A lantern suspended from a cable was moored at the edge.
The others entered as Justin cast apart the cable and jumped onto the lantern as it swung off from the edge.  Then it dropped into the water and continued down.
"Now...oh, yes," Mr. Ages said to Justin, "why did you call me?"
"It's Jenner," Justin replied, "he's back."
"Huh...a bad wind is blowing," Mr. Ages said.
"I'm guessing this Jenner fellow isn't exactly a pleasant guy," William said.
"He's a big traitor is what he is," Mr. Ages nodded.
"He's before the Council now," Justin warned him, "this time, he's openly attacking Nicodemus."
"And the plan, no doubt," Mr. Ages replied.
"It won't go anywhere," Justin reassured, "it'll pass."
"Watch out, boy, he's dangerous," Mr. Ages warned him, "Jenner will be the destruction of the Rats of NIMH."
"Heh...can't be worse than Professor Ratigan," Angelina commented.
"Perhaps we came at a bad time," William said.
"No, sweet boy, you are welcome here," Justin warned her, "we tend to take ourselves a little too seriously."
"Huh," William rolled his eyes a bit.
The group proceeded towards the Council chamber.  The caverns were huge, arching, with extensive brickwork and rich appointments.  The floors were paved.  As they neared the chamber, the sounds of argument could already be heard. Henry was shown to be listening a bit from where he stood as he was given a special pin from Justin that would allow him to work with the other rats even if they didn't know him since he wasn't from here. But there was one rat that he didn't like and which was Jenner.
"The Plan is just madness," a councilman complained, "the fantasy of a trembling old fool!  Nicodemus wants us to destroy this colony, just to starve ourselves in some jungle!"
"Ahem. Nice old Jenner," Justin remarked.
Mr. Ages paused outside the door.  "Wait.  Listen," he warned the others.
Then the others began to do just that.
"Moving to Thorn Valley is a nice plan," Henry spoke up as an honorary advisor.
"Well, fine!  We have everything we need right here," the dark rat known as Jenner retorted.
"And what about NIMH," Henry asked.
"Well, c'mon, you suspecting old goat," Justin said as he picked up Mr. Ages by the back of his shirt, walking into the chamber and deposited the old mouse back down.
"If we stay here, humans are bound to discover you––I mean, us," Henry continued.
"Henry," Angelina and William gasped as they knew that voice anywhere.
"They'd destroy us on the spot," another councilor added.
"I agree," one alderman added.
"He's right.  We'll be murdered," another councilman said.
"Not if we catch them first," Jenner retorted.
"He means war, Jenner," Henry warned him, "besides, they'd murder us before we'd have a chance to murder them."
"Listen to me!  The Thorn Valley Plan is the aspiration of idiots and dreamers," Jenner retorted. "We-" he suddenly turned and saw Justin and the others standing in the doorway before chuckling sarcastically, "we were speaking about you."
"This is refreshing, Jenner, you're usually shouting at us," Justin smirked.
After hearing what Justin said caused Henry and the council to chuckle.
"Who's that," Jenner asked once he spotted the widowed mouse along with William and Angelina, "do you know the rules, visitors are not allowed here."
Henry took a drink of some water he was given.
"Can I present....Mrs. Jonathan Brisby along with William and Angelina," Justin declared.
Mrs. Brisby curtsied shyly while Angelina also curtsied and William bowed until Henry did a spit take at the last two names. The council began to whisper to each other after they heard Mrs. Brisby's married name. Soon Henry came up to William and Angelina.
"Henry," Angelina let out a small gasp.
"Children," Henry beamed, hugging them tightly, "oh, I was so concerned about you guys!"
"Oh, really," Angelina narrowed his eyes, "concerned about US or your paycheck?"
Henry looked confused before Angelina whispered everything to him.
"You mean she..." Henry asked, setting them down while William frowned, going back to Justin and Mrs. Brisby.
"Yes," Angelina replied.
"And you guys..."
"Yes."
"Then that's why..."
"Yes."
"What did I warn you about Jadis," Henry replied firmly to her.
"I'm sorry," Angelina replied, "I didn't know! I swear! Until Kimba helped me."
"Wait, what about Kimba," William asked her.
Angelina glanced over a bit.
"Don't worry, Angelina, I'll listen to you," William grinned before frowning, "we'll just avoid the elephant in the room."
"AN ELEPHANT," Henry frowned back, "why, you--if you weren't my student, I'd--"
Soon Angelina warned William everything that Kimba warned her and showed her. Henry yet growled a bit since William called him an "elephant".
"Are you sure," William asked.
"Kimba would never lie to me," Angelina reminded, "I almost lost him."
William frowned before grinning hesitantly at Henry after finding out the truth. Henry looked beyond frustrated as he breathed in and out.
"Ah....hahahah...we had a nice laugh, right," William chuckled hesitantly, but he could see that Henry wasn't laughing. "I'm in danger, aren't I," he asked, "hey, is this about that elephant in the room fact? That's a metaphor."
Henry glanced to Angelina.
"He's right," Angelina said, "it's usually an issue that needs to be spoken about. He's not calling you an elephant."
"Well, then he's safe for now," Henry said.
"Phew..." William sighed in relief.
"I never thought I'd say this, but it's so nice to see you," Angelina said to Henry, "where have you been?"
"I'm a rat," Henry said, reminding them, "rats and mice don't get along in these parts."
"And where Jadis knew that and turned you into a rat on purpose," William frowned.
"Now do you believe me about her," Henry frowned back.
"Why do you two hate each other so much," Angelina asked.
"We've been opponents since 5th grade," Henry snorted, rolling his eyes, "I was warned around then that I'd be the Chief of the Witch's Council once my mother would retire since one of the rules is that the eldest child of the current head will take over unless that person decides to pass it onto someone else they believe is worthy or to pass the election."
"Alright," William asked, hoping Henry would keep going.
"We've just always competed," Henry said as he made them sit down with him, "there was even a grand competition we both faced that happened quite some time ago that I think you both would know too well."
"This is your Grand Valley," Cera shrieked, her voice echoing. "You're crazy! I'm leaving," Cera said, turning to go.
"Cera, we must keep following the bright circle," Littlefoot said, watching her stop. She stuck her nose in the air. "I'm taking the easy road for once," she said, starting to walk again. Now outraged, Littlefoot ran in front of her and stopped her.
"But it's the wrong road," he yelled, pushing her back in the direction he knew where to go.
"Who says it," Cera asked, pushing back.
"My mother," Littlefoot said.
"Then she was a foolish longneck as well," Cera said, turning to go another road that Littlefoot wasn't. Littlefoot jumped in front of her again. "Oh, well, don't bother me with details. Take this back," he shouts.
"Never," Cera said in that all-too familiar smug voice. Littlefoot reared up onto his back legs, swinging at Cera with his front ones. In his frustration, he relished the sight of her backing up with a pleading look of fear on her face. "Take it back," he shrieked.
Cera stuck her nose up. "No," she yelled.
It was Grimsley. He and his soldiers followed Jessica. "No one is going to do anything! You are all under arrest for defying the law and making toys, and for being an accomplice to public enemy number one: Kris Kringle! To the dungeon," he commanded.
Jessica managed to flee before the soldiers caught her, but her heart was heavy with misery. The Kringles and Winter were captured and it was all quick to blame.
Oh, I warn you, facts didn't look nice. And meanwhile, back in Sombertown.....
Kris slid down the chimney, and found the surprise of dear life until he found the Burgermeister and his soldiers waiting for him with their bayonets pointed. "Stop! You are under arrest!"
"Not me!"
"Wait. Look," Meisterburger pointed out the window to the soldiers holding Topper.
Kris was cornered. "What have I done," he held his hands out, "you helped-a me."
The Burgermeister laughed as he cuffed Kris. "To the dungeon," he ordered.
But it didn't matter anyhow. The Burgermeister's soldiers razed the Kringles' workshop and took all the toys and placed them in a huge pile in the town's square. The Burgermeister cackled as he held up a torch. "Children of Sombertown! You will never! Ever! Play! AGAIN!!"
The children could only weep in their hands or their parents' chests as the toys were burned.
"Yes," Henry replied back in present day, "I considered it my honor and duty, especially since your father is an old friend of mine, William."
"Then you two did hang out," William commented.
"Oh, yes...I was a little jealous though since he was close with Wart AKA Arthur before the pulling of Excalibur," Henry replied.
"You were jealous," William asked.
"Yes, well, I've known Mr. Mouseling longer, but as he started hanging around that Wart boy, I kinda felt left out until I would be studying magic with Madam Mim," Henry replied.
"Never thought you'd get jealous," Angelina said.
"Pfft..." Henry scoffed a bit, "you joking? I always get jealous wherever Mrs. Mouseling's around another guy, especially since we scheduled to have a date, but she blew me apart for some pirate at a dance and I turned him into a goat for the rest of the dance once I found her."
"At least he admitted it," Angelina smirked a bit, "and at least this rat fact can't get worse."
"My, my...this child looks familiar..." a familiar voice to Angelina spoke.
"No...i-it can't be..." Angelina's face paled with wide eyes, "he's supposed to be dead!"
Soon William and Henry protected Angelina.
"Who are we afraid of this time," Henry asked Angelina.
Angelina stammered and stuttered as she didn't want to say the name because she didn't want to believe it.
"Spit it out," Henry warned her.
Angelina let out a very big gulp as she shivered, yet unable to say it.
"Ah...a very nice, though new friend of mine..." Jenner smirked as soon as his partner arrived, "Professor Padraic Ratigan."
Soon Angelina hid for shelter as a rat as big as Jenner walked in.
"Ratigan," William frowned.
"Have we met," Ratigan asked him.
"No, but I remember Angelina warning me about you since she met Basil the Big Mouse Detective," William frowned.
"Ah, so you must be a friend of hers," Ratigan smirked at him before seeing Angelina behind William and Henry.
"Yes," William frowned, "as long as I'm around, you're not going anywhere near her!"
"Your boyfriend is interesting, Angelina," Ratigan smirked.
Soon William and Angelina glanced to each other before grimacing in disgust about the idea of dating each other.
"They're not dating," Henry said.
"I'd rather lick Henry's shoes than kiss William," Angelina said.
"Wow. Thanks," William deadpanned.
"Ratigan, what are you doing here," Angelina demanded, though kept hiding behind William and Henry as she felt like she was seeing a ghost, "you're supposed to be dead."
"Grandly exaggerated," Ratigan smirked innocently.
"I saved him before he could hit the ground," Jenner said.
"Why did you do that," Angelina cried out in despair, "he almost murdered me and Olivia Flaversham!"
"Oh, but I can be a changed rat," Ratigan smirked to her a bit, "I'm also here to help out Jenner since we both share a plan about what to do, especially with you little mice involved."
"I'll never trust you, even if my life depended on it," Angelina frowned at him, "you...you...RAT!!"
'3, 2, 1,' Henry thought to himself.
Ratigan looked very frustrated, catching a hold of Angelica and shook her violently. "YOU LISTEN TO ME! I AM NOT A RAT!! I'M NOT A RAT!!!"
"Waaugh! This just proves my point," Angelina cried out in grief.
"Old pal, what did we speak about," Jenner asked Ratigan.
"Huh...you're right..." Ratigan said, dropping Angelica as he began to count backwards from 10.
"Now shall we get back to the matter at hand," Jenner asked the council.
"Yes, we shall..." Ratigan replied, "if you'll excuse me, Angelina."
Angelina yet looked very uncomfortable to see Ratigan had come back since he hadn't seen him since Basil defeated him and saved her, along with himself, Dawson and Olivia.
"You said her name was Brisby," a short, burly spoke up about the widowed mouse.
"Yes," Angelina and William replied.
"Jonathan Brisby is dead," the rat said.
"This is his wife," William warned the rat while gesturing to Mrs. Brisby.
"She's not one of us," Jenner frowned, "what is the meaning of this?"
"Send her off," an alderman suggested.
"Let's get back to business," another councilor added.
"Please, wait!  She went to see the Big Owl along with these younger mice," Mr. Ages said, "he warned her that we could take the Brisby house to safety."
"Her home was Jonathan's house," Justin added.
"We have our own urgent problems," the big rat said, "let the lower creatures take care of themselves!"
Then a loud argument broke out in the council.
"Order," the boss council rat demanded, "order!"
Jenner's closer colleague known as Sullivan was about to do something until he was stopped.
"Wait, my friend," Jenner smirked eagerly, "I smell an opportunity."
"What," Sullivan and Ratigan asked.
"Maneuvers of this nature are dangerous," Jenner hinted, "incidents could happen......"
"I think I know where you're going with this, Jenner," Ratigan smirked silently.
"Jenner," Henry called.
"Incidents," Sullivan replied from Jenner's statement.
"Jenner," Henry called louder this time.
"I'll explain later," Jenner replied before beaming to the widowed mouse, "Mrs. Brisby!  A thousand pardons, my darling!  Forgive my colleague's bad mood.  It would be an honor to help Jonathan's widow in any fashion.  We are but her humble servants."
'What is he up to,' William thought to himself.
"And...uh...these children," Henry frowned, gesturing to William and Angelina.
"The same for them," Ratigan smirked.
Angelina yelped a bit, hiding behind Henry and William again from Ratigan's smirk.
"Th-thank you all," Mrs. Brisby said shyly.
Soon the other councilmen of rats agreed to letting William, Angelina and Mrs. Brisby stay and be taken care of from Jenner and Ratigan's word.
'They're up to something,' William thought to himself.
Soon Ratigan looked he was about to go to Angelina. Henry growled to him, a bit protectively as he stood in front of the mouseling like a bodyguard.
"I might not know you, but you better stay away from my friend," William warned Ratigan sharply, "reformed or not."
"You better listen to him," Henry added.
"Oh...very well...you stay comfortable, Angelina...." Ratigan smirked.
"I'd rather you not be here at all," Angelina muttered to herself.
"They're up to something," Mr. Ages said to Justin and Henry about Jenner and Ratigan, "take Mrs. Brisby and these children to the library.  We'll approach Nicodemus if the meeting's over."
"Sounds like a plan," William said.
Soon Justin and Henry moved the mice into the other room while Mr. Ages remained, eyeing Jenner suspiciously.
"Motion passed," the councilors decided.
"Children, how are you feeling," Henry asked, putting his around around William and Angelina, "tired? Weak?"
"Actually, I feel stronger after seeing Kimba in my latest dream as Jadis tried to take him away from me," Angelina replied.
"And I feel like a brand new man or in this case, mouse," William said.
"Well...you're yet strong," Henry asked him.
"Uh-huh," William nodded, "you wanna try to wrestle me and see what happens?"
"For your sake, I should," Henry replied, "I've been trying to warn you guys lately that Jadis is not kind. She's just trying to drain your magic and power source where she can take over ALL of the realms and become the ultimate dictator. I've known her since 5th grade since we were sorta seeing each other back then."
"5th grade? I guess that wasn't until you left Penelope at the altar," Angelina replied.
"No, that was before I met Priscilla...I didn't meet her until a couple of years later during the first Thanksgiving," Henry said before stretching as William went to do the same.
"Wow," William said as he also stretched.
"I'm just really glad you're both alright," Henry said.
"Because of your job," William asked, expecting a bit of a selfish response.
"Because you're my children......" Henry replied, "you may not be my son and daughter, but I've really grown attached to you two over the years. I know I'm a bit of a jerk, and kind of a bully to you guys, but...I really love you like my own children, even if I'm sore about babysitting you all the time since you guys first met Cinderella."
"Really," William asked.
"I...kinda secretly wanted to adopt you guys..." Henry said bashfully, rubbing his arm a bit, "sorta like my old buddy, Sammy... he's always wanted a child of his own...then he took in a young ward."
"Oh, yes," Angelina remembered meeting him and a lot more after that, "Fflewddur Fflam."
"Well, ready, Henry," William asked.
"Alright...enough distractions....." Henry replied as he stood up straight, "Angelina? Move!"
Soon Angelina ran out of the road to sit comfortably to watch them in the distance where she wouldn't get hurt.
"Alright...let's dance," William smirked.
"Ladies first," Henry smirked back before running up to him and football tackled him onto the floor.
William groaned slightly before lifting Henry up with his heavenly strength.
"C'mon, c'mon..." Henry smirked a bit.
"Gaugh...ugh...grr..." William growled before soon he lifted up the mouseling, "aha!"
"Oh, thank heavens," Henry whispered in relief that William was strong again.
William smirked as he balanced Henry from his right hand to his left.
"Alright, stop showing off," Henry said as he looked a little cynical now.
William grinned bashfully and then set him down.
"William..." Henry called.
"Yes, sir," William replied hesitantly.
"I've never been more happy to lose a fight in my entire life," Henry grinned before holding out his paw to be shaken since William was able to keep up his strength, even after spending time with Jadis.
William grinned back before shaking Henry's paw. The two shook a bit firmly before letting go and they shared a fast hug with each other.
"I just hope that Timothy will be alright without Mrs. Brisby," Angelina said to them, "I mean...he's sick enough as that is...his mother's gone...."
"Don't you worry your little head," Henry warned her, "we'll help out, especially once you guys see Nicodemus. Ya know, Angelina, I think you need to see what's going to happen to Mrs. Brisby if you guys see that old rat."
"Alright," Angelina said.
"It might be nice for you......" Henry said, "I'm just glad you children are safe...are Alice and Patch alright as well?"
"Uh...they seemed to be....they're looking after Martin, Teresa and Cynthia right now," Angelina replied.
"Well, I guess they're in nice.....paws then..." Henry said before looking to his hands, remembering they were rodents now, where he couldn't really say "hands".
"Jadis's also with them," William said.
"YOU LEFT JADIS ALONE WITH ALICE AND PATCH," Henry yelped.
"We didn't know she was bad," William reminded hesitantly.
"Sure," Henry face-pawed, "she's gonna take Alice's forces of nature powers, and Patch's....uhh...familiarity, I guess?"
"I hope they're alright," Angelina said.
"I hope so as well....." Henry replied, "anyhow...you'll meet Nicodemus soon..."
Angelina and William both looked hesitant and hopeful about that since they didn't know what to expect from Nicodemus as Angelina tried to shake away her fear of Professor Ratigan.
Unfortunately, Jeremy wasn't having many luck with the children as he was being arrested by his own string by the Shrew.
"Should we help him," Patch asked, referring to Jeremy.
"I'm not sure..." Alice replied, "children seem to be having fun."
"Yes, but the Shrew doesn't seem to trust him," Patch said.
"I don't think the Shrew likes anybody," Alice rolled her eyes as Auntie Shrew made her think a little of Aunt Sarah.
Soon Martin pulled on the string to tie Jeremy's beak shut.
"But Martin..." Teresa spoke up.
"Hey, Mum helped a crow in the field the day before yesterday," Martin warned her.
"And this is him," Patch said.
Then Jeremy started to make emotional noises.
"He's trying to speak," Cynthia pointed out.
"He looks like a madman," Teresa commented.
"He even took her to the Big Owl," Martin said.
"Well," Teresa replied.
"Patch is right," Martin warned her, "this could be the same crow!"
"That's because he is," Alice said.
"You saw him as well," Martin asked.
Alice and Patch nodded as they remembered Jeremy from since they first came home with Mrs. Brisby. Then Martin undid the string to free the clumsy crow from the trap, but all the road just yet.
"That's me all---phew," Jeremy said in relief once he was freed, "I'm the crow.  Untie me fast, I can't stand it!"
"Just hold silent," Alice warned him.
Soon Jeremy tried to hold silent while Alice and Patch took care of him. Jadis was lurking about, glancing to Alice and Patch from a distance, looking a bit cold and dark as Lady Tremaine.
"What are you doing here," Teresa asked the crow.
"Oh, that's a nice question, but don't ask," Jeremy replied before yelping. "The legs...the legs...THE LEGS," he cried out in despair.
"Jeremy, hold it," Alice and Patch warned him, but the crow slowly teetered over and fell on his face.
"Oh, the poor turkey fell down," Cynthia pouted.
"He's a crow," Patch said as he and Alice kept trying to getting Jeremy free fully.
Martin frowned at Jeremy like he was a villain. "He took our mom, didn't he," he asked.
"Martin, Jeremy isn't going to hurt anyone," Alice warned him as she helped Jeremy, "you trying to be brave, right?"
"Well, someone has to be man of the house since Dad's not here," Martin said.
"Well, being brave is a nice fact," Patch said.
Martin smirked smugly.
"But you have a long fashion to go," Patch said.
"Huh," Martin huffed, crossing his arms to that.
"Where's our mother," Teresa asked the crow.
"You big buzzard, where's our mother," Martin demanded before jumping onto Jeremy and started tickling him.
"Please, wait!  Hold it!  No!  Stop it," Jeremy cried out in grief.
"What did you do to her," Teresa asked.
"You're tickling," Jeremy laughed.
"You'd better warn me or I'll tie you back up again," Martin threatened.
"The...the rosebush! To...to see the rats with these others, William and Angelina," Jeremy confessed between laughs.
"Oh, dear..." Jadis gasped.
"Aunt Jadis," Alice and Patch asked, looking over to the witch woman.
"Oh, my heavens...I hope that they'll be alright...rats are dangerous around here," Jadis said to them, "for all our safety, we best stay here and not go out to try and be a hero."
"Did you take our mother and our new friends to the rats," Teresa asked Jeremy.
"Well, I'll look for them," Martin decided, about to storm off, but got blocked by Jeremy.
"No, no, listen, hold it, wait a moment," Jeremy said hesitantly, though Martin climbed over his legs, where he tried to shake the young mouse away from him, "the rats, they're friendly!  Good!  Tonight...stay!  They come here to take your house where it's safe!  You see?  Sta-a-ay...the Owl said they're good and smart.  See me now?"
"You're right," Martin said to his sister, "he's an idiot."
"Oh, dear...no, don't...you have to...no, don't do this..." Jeremy cried out in despair as Martin tried to tie his beak shut again.
"We must help William and Angelina," Alice warned Patch before walking away as Jadis jumped in front of the door with an innocent smirk.
"Oh, but it's too dangerous; I'm sure they'll be alright on their own," Jadis said.
"But they're our friends," Alice frowned, "Aunt Jadis, shouldn't we help our friends?"
"No, no, no," Jadis said, pushing Alice and Patch back inside, "why don't you children play a game or something? I'll make us all some tea to soothe our concerns. Perhaps afterwards, you can take a nap."
"But they're our friends, we can't just stay here," Patch frowned.
Soon Jadis put them in the other room and walked away to make tea.
"Henry wouldn't make us sit back and watch...he'd want us to help our friends..." Alice said.
"Yes..." Patch nodded before sighing, "I miss him."
"...Me as well..." Alice had to admit, "why did he abandon us?"
"Oh, children, don't worry about that miserable old mouseling," Jadis grinned innocently as she made some tea, "you're with Aunt Jadis now, and she'll keep you happy and safe."
"But we can't just sit here," Patch frowned.
"It'll be fine....just sit there...I'll give you your tea," Jadis warned them calmly as she went to the kitchen.
Alice and Patch looked to each other as they felt like they had no choice.
"I have to go after William," Patch said, "it's my noble duty as his dog."
"We'll have to sneak out while Aunt Jadis is in the kitchen," Alice whispered to him.
"Yes," Patch whispered back.
Soon Jadis went in the kitchen to make some tea, but of course, hid some special ingredients in it, humming to herself like a happy housewife as she made up an innocent act until William and Angelina now knew the truth. Soon Patch and Alice sneaked out and to go and find William, Angelina and Mrs. Brisby. Luckily, the children weren't around where they wouldn't get busted for sneaking out.
"I'm sorry, Aunt Jadis," Alice whispered on the road out with Patch.
"I wish William isn't hurt and he is making sure that Angelina isn't either," Patch grinned to Alice.
"That's true," Alice nodded.
Soon they found a road out and began to go and find William and Angelina.
"I never thought I'd miss Henry as well..." Alice said, "I mean...he's only doing a job...he doesn't really care about us, does he? He always warns us that we're just the students and he's the teacher."
"But if that's true, then why does my heart warn me something else," Patch frowned.
"What's your heart warning you, boy," Alice asked with a gentle grin.
"To go after William and Angelina...to stay loyal to Henry..." Patch replied, "yes, he's kind of a jerk sometimes, especially wherever we mess something up, and he did warn us that Jadis was dangerous even though she's been nothing but kind to us, but...I can't ignore my instincts, being a dog. You know how an excellent judge of character we can be."
"You sure can be," Alice nodded.
"C'mon...let's go before Aunt Jadis realizes we're gone," Patch replied, "if she really cared about us, she would understand."
Then Alice and Patch began to leave the Brisby home.
"Oh, children?~ Aunt Jadis made you some nice, warm tea~..." Jadiss called out like a songbird as she carried a tray of cups of tea with some pillows and blankets like she expected them to fall asleep after drinking the tea. "...Children," she looked around before seeing Alice and Patch were gone. "WHAAAAT?! No! They can't leave," she looked outside and saw that Alice and Patch did leave. Soon she seemed to growl as her eyes flashed a crimson color before she used her magic to shoot an energy bubble at them to catch them. Unfortunately for her, she kept missing as their Equestrian magic blocked her magic. Soon she growled and let out a loud, anguished shriek.
Patch shook chills from the shriek, but kept going, not letting anything or anyone stop him and Alice.
Meanwhile, Mr. Ages led the others to go and see Nicodemus through the tunnels towards the rat's chambers.
"Oh, don't tire him now," Mr. Ages warned her.
"No," Mrs. Brisby replied.
"Be short," Mr. Ages said.
"Yes," William replied.
"Say what you want and go," Mr. Ages said.
"Yes, sir," Angelina nodded.
"I won't bother," Mrs. Brisby added.
"Justin is bothering him enough with all his silly nonsense," Mr. Ages commented before coming to a stop, "well, here we are."
"Thank you, Mr. Ages," Mrs. Brisby, William and Angelina replied.
"I don't know what Nicodemus is saying in this book," Mr. Ages said under his breath before looking to them again as he went to walk off. "I'll come back for you.  In short," he reminded faster.
"He sure likes to remind us," Angelina said.
"He's pretty persistent, right," William replied.
"Uh..." Angelina said, "...William, I kinda missed Henry since he was gone...is that weird?"
"I don't think so..." William replied, "I missed him as well actually."
Soon Mrs. Brisby, William and Angelina went to the door. Mrs. Brisby reached for the handle, which depressed itself before she could touch it.
"Eerie..." Angelina muttered.
The door opened, and a flood of light and force streamed out of it for several seconds. Mrs. Brisby braced herself against it as it tried to push them back. Then, as suddenly as it began, it ended. Then the three mice cautiously peered out to the door while getting back up.
"Come closer, my children," a voice called to them, "don't be frightened."
"Yes, sir," William said.
"Must be Nicodemus......" Angelina commented, "either that or someone changed their voice."
Soon Mrs. Brisby, William and Angelina approached the figure of Nicodemus who was sitting on an ornate throne in the center of the room.
"Sir...the, uh...the Big Owl sent us to you," Mrs. Brisby said hesitantly.
"Oh, did he? He is a dear comrade..." Nicodemus replied, "closer."
Mrs. Brisby gulped, but soon obeyed the order with William and Angelina, coming right up to the throne.
"Ah, Mrs. Jonathan Brisby," Nicodemus recognized the widowed mouse, "what an honor that is."
"You know about Mrs. Brisby," Angelina asked.
"I guess Mr. Brisby was very popular and reluctant, right," William commented.
"How...how is this that everyone knows Jonathan," Mrs. Brisby asked.
"He was a grand friend of the rats from NIMH," Nicodemus stated, "he himself came from NIMH."
"NIMH...there's that word again....." Angelina commented.
"Your Majesty, my family is----" Mrs. Brisby began.
"I know of your needs," Nicodemus interrupted until he gestured to a book sitting on a desk against the wall, "there is a book.  Read the words."
"Um, alright," William said.
"Mrs. Brisby, you can read, right," Angelina asked the widowed mouse.
"I can read a little.  Jonathan taught me," Mrs. Brisby replied, "the children are better......"
The book raised from the desk, and opened itself with light streaming from the pages, much to the shock of Mrs. Brisby, William and Angelina.
"And if...if I..." Mrs. Brisby's voice trailed off hesitantly.
"Read," Nicodemus warned her.
Soon Mrs. Brisby went to read with William and Angelina, though it was hard to get to the part of the widow's late husband.  "Jonathan Brisby made possible the escape of the rats from the horrible cruelty of NIMH.  He was murdered today while drugging the farmer's cat, Dragon," they began, revealing how exactly Jonathan had died.
"Woah," William frowned.
"Gosh...I-I'm very sorry, Mrs. Brisby...." Angelina said softly.
"Oh, I...I never knew....exactly what happened," Mrs. Brisby grew emotional, "why did he never warn me about any of you?  Why?"
"To respond that, I have to warn you about NIMH, and our Plan.  Go!  Look over there," Nicodemus replied before pointing to a device in the corner.
William and Angelina took a look as they saw what looked like a rough globe set in an ornate flame before it began to spin faster and faster.
"Is this a crystal ball," Angelina asked.
"Something like that....you both have a right to know this as well..." Nicodemus said to the two.
The globe began to show a scene. Soon the three mice came to take a look into the globe, seeing many images appear as Nicodemus warned them a story.
"In the beginning, we were ordinary street rats, stealing our daily bread and living on the exertions of human labor.  We were captured, caged and sent to a place called NIMH.  There were many caged animals there," Nicodemus began, "they were subjected to the most unthinkable tortures to satisfy some scientific curiosity.  Often at night, I heard them shriek in grand agony.  20 rats and 11 mice were given a few meters back...our world began to change..."
We see nightmarish images of rats writhing in pain as their DNA twisted and exploded.
Angelina looked disgusted as Mrs. Brisby and William looked horrified.
"Then one night, I looked at the words under the cage door and understood them," Nicodemus continued, "we had become intelligent.  We could read."
We see a sign that read "TO OPEN DOOR, LIFT LATCH".  A rat's hand reached out of the cage and lifted it.  The door swung open with a creak.  Soon, all the rats and mice began escaping from their cages.
"The miracle was kept a secret from the scientists, and we fled the silence of the night through the ventilation system," Nicodemus continued as a brave brown mouse was shown, which was quite familiar to Mrs. Brisby, "the mice were blown off, dark air shafts sucked up until they died.  All but two; Jonathan and Mr. Ages.  We were caught by a locked door on the roof.  It was Jonathan, who made it possible to unlock the door."
"Mr. Brisby," Angelina realized.
Jonathan wriggled through a wire cover over the end of the air duct.  The cover fell free and we see Jonathan sitting on top of the vent, looking very pleased with himself.
'Now I see why my bravery reminds Mrs. Brisby of Jonathan,' William thought to himself.
Mrs. Brisby sighed as soon as the image of her dead husband faded.
"I have a present.  C'mon," Nicodemus warned Mrs. Brisby, "Jonathan meant it for you."
William and Angelina followed behind to see what he had. Nicodemus opened up a box and opened it as it contained an amulet and lifted it out and soon the box floated off.
"Oh...it's so beautiful," Mrs. Brisby beamed.
"Sure looks bright and red," Angelina said.
"It is sleeping," Nicodemus informed.
"Sleeping," William and Angelina and Mrs. Brisby repeated curiously.
"Yes.  While the Stone is being carried by someone with a brave heart, it glows red," Nicodemus explained, "it becomes a blinding beam.  Courage of the heart is very rare.  The Stone has a power if it's there."
"Well, then William's heart must be extremely rare then," Angelina said.
William grinned a little bashfully from that. "Ah, c'mon, Angelina, you have courage as well," he warned her, "I don't think Batman would've chosen you to be his goddaughter if you weren't courageous."
"Sure...in a city like Gotham, you must be brave, but you're braver than I am..." Angelina said softly, "I always run off of danger, and you always go to it. What does that prove?"
"That you're braver than you believe," William advised through comfort.
"Really," Angelina asked.
"I know you are, Angelina...." William warned his oldest friend, "you stand up to people."
"Sure, with sharp words and comebacks," Angelina shrugged.
"Also you can fight thanks not to only Batman, but now Chun-Li and Luna," William grinned, "your bravery's in there somewhere. You just have to let it out."
"He is correct, young one," Nicodemus warned her.
"Heh...might be easier said than done..." Angelina commented.
"Look!  An inscription," Mrs. Brisby said before reading it out loud and long from the amulet, "'you can unlock any door if you only have the key.'"
William grinned hopefully to Angelina while soon she looked thoughtful to take that as life advice.
"Oh, thank you," Mrs. Brisby warned Nicodemus, "I will always appreciate it."
"Jonathan couldn't warn you about NIMH because the injections slowed the aging process," Nicodemus warned Mrs. Brisby, putting the amulet on around her neck, "you see, you would have gotten old while he was young."
"Woah," William said.
Then there was a knock at the door before they saw Justin sticking his head in.
"Nicodemus?  The boats are ready and waiting," Justin warned the elderly and wise rat, "we can go anytime."
"Sure..." Nicodemus nodded before standing and held out his hand, which made his staff float over him. "My child, shall we go home to you," he asked of Mrs. Brisby.
"Sir," Mrs. Brisby asked.
"Tonight, we have to move your house to the protected side of the stone," Nicodemus warned the widowed mouse.
"The slipstream of the stone," Angelina guessed.
"Yes," Nicodemus nodded.
"Indeed so," Angelina replied.
As the three mice and Nicodemus left his chamber, Jenner and Ratigan were watching from around a corner.
"I don't get it, Jenner," Sullivan spoke up.
"If Nicodemus is out of the road, what prevents us from taking control," Jenner replied wickedly.
"Nothing," Ratigan smirked.
"Jenner, Ratigan, you can't murder Nicodemus," Sullivan gasped to the other two.
"No taste for blood, right," Jenner replied, "they took the animal from you."
"What if we're discovered," Sullivan asked.
"Oh, listen.  The Brisby home is a big block of cement," Jenner explained, "in motion, what if it should fall?"
"An incident," Sullivan asked.
"Of course," Ratigan smirked eagerly, rubbing his paws together fiendishly. "Cut the lines, and the weight of it will crush his bones! It's just a disgrace old Basil and Dawson couldn't be here for that..." he sighed in slight dismay.
"Yes, too bad indeed," Jenner added.
"It's risky..." Sullivan said, a bit squeamishly.
"As soon as Nicodemus is gone, the Plan will die," Jenner replied, "we can stay here as long as we want!"
"What...what about Justin," Sullivan asked.
"Leave him to me...." Jenner smirked a bit.
"And as for Henry, I shall take care of him," Ratigan smirked.
This spelled damage for everybody, but they were unaware of it right now.
On an underground lake, Nicodemus, William, Angelina and Mrs. Brisby were riding in a gondola being poled along by Justin.
"Sometimes if we have a science project that takes us outdoors, Mr. Ages puts together a sleeping powder to give to Dragon," Justin informed.
"How do you get him to take it," Angelina wondered.
"Somebody has to go into the farmer's kitchen and put it in his bowl," Justin informed, "the only reason into the kitchen is through a small hole in the floor.  Ages tried yesterday.  Then he..."
"Broke his leg," William guessed.
"Right," Justin nodded.
"Ouch," William winced.
A large chunk of rock suddenly fell from the ceiling, narrowly missing the boat, making it rock wildly for a second.
"That was close," Justin said in relief.
"What the heck was that," Angelina asked a little hesitantly.
"The mill.  It's falling apart," Justin said, "hope it stays up there, at least until we're done with the Plan."
"The Plan?  What is the Plan," William asked.
"To live without stealing, naturally," Nicodemus replied.
"It's wrong to take electricity from the farmer," Justin added.
"Sounds fair enough," Angelina replied.
"My children, we can no longer live as rats," Nicodemus warned the group, "we know too many."
"We're almost there," Justin said as he poled the boat to shore and got out to tie it off.
The cavern ended behind the same waterfall that William had fallen into while running from Dragon from much earlier.
"And where we have help to make sure the plan succeeds," Justin said.
"Well, you know we're here to help, Justin," Angelina said, trying to sound strong and brave like her best friend.
"That's very good of you," Justin approved.
"Um, Your Majesty," Mrs. Brisby spoke up a bit hesitantly, "I should stuff the children for tonight."
"We'll wait here until dark......" Nicodemus warned her.
"So who's going to drug Dragon," William asked.
"I'm volunteering!  For Dragon," Mrs. Brisby said.
"Uh...ma'am," Angelina asked out of worry, "are you sure?"
"I must," Mrs. Brisby replied.
"Oh, dear, Mrs. Brisby," Justin sounded just as worried, "Nicodemus, this isn't a job for you!"
"If this is her decision, then we have to respect it," William said.
"Well, please," Mrs. Brisby said, "allow me to introduce you to the Company."
"As you like," Nicodemus allowed the widowed mouse.
Justin heaved a heavy sigh.  "Alright.  We'll meet at dusk on the west side of the farmhouse," he warned her.
"Thanks," Mrs. Brisby said before walking off, speaking under her breath, "I must be crazy.  Farewell!  I must be crazy....."
"One of us should go with her," William said.
Angelina looked to him in deep thought. "I'll go," she said.
"Angelina, are you sure," William asked.
"William...I may not be as brave or strong or smart as you, but...I think that I should go with Mrs. Brisby..." Angelina volunteered herself, "we both need to learn a strong and valuable lesson in courageousness."
"Alright," William nodded.
Angelina swallowed harder before they went to go with Mrs. Brisby. William grinned proudly as they went off as the other boats were ready for nightfall.
Running home along a pond, Mrs. Brisby's eye was caught by a water lily drifting a little faster than it ought to be.  It bumped into the shore near her, and a small pipe sticking out from underneath went astray.  A second later, a certain crow emerged from underneath the lily, coughing and laughing.
"This guy again," Angelina complained, "Jeremy, what are you doing here?! And why do you have a water lily?"
"Csendes!  I'm following," Jeremy warned.
"Following," Mrs. Brisby asked.
"Csendesen!  There's a crazy woman in a hat!  She has big teeth!  She tied me up," Jeremy replied in a panic before his eye was caught by the amulet around Mrs. Brisby's neck, "and then I---oh!  Ooh...a sparkling one!"
"A sparkly," William asked.
"You're wearing a shimmer," Jeremy beamed at Mrs. Brisby, "can I hold it up?  Oh, please, can I?"
"Jeremy, listen," Mrs. Brisby warned the crow as he looked entranced by the amulet, "we need a lot of ropes to move the block!"
"Move...the block..." Jeremy said before snapping out of it, "hey!  I have ropes!  I saved them!"
"Really," William grinned.
"Oh, sure, the red ones, the blue, green, yellow ones..." Jeremy replied.
"Be careful," Mrs. Brisby warned him.
Jeremy's head snapped back down to the amulet.
"Go get all the thread you can," Angelina warned the clumsy crow.
"Alright..." Jeremy said before he suddenly realized what he just agreed to, "but it'll take all day!"
"Sure!  Go ahead," Angelina urged, clapping her paws together.
"Yes, because we'll need all the string you have," William said before getting tackled by Alice from out of nowhere.
"William," Angelina laughed, cupping her mouth a bit.
William glanced up at her for laughing before looking up. "Alice," he asked.
"Eventually found you three," Alice grinned.
"Alice," William grinned back before hugging her.
Alice beamed in the hug before they broke apart.
"There's something you should know about Jadis," William frowned seriously.
"What about Jadis," Patch asked as he came over.
"She is not what she seems," Angelina said.
"She's not," Patch asked.
"She's...she's using us," Angelina replied, "she's trying to drain our magic and life source."
"What," Patch and Alice gasped.
"Henry warned us," William said.
"Oh, he did," Alice frowned, "then why did he say that he really didn't care about us?"
"Jadis was trying to trick us all," Angelina said, "she doesn't care about anybody else and she just wants to drain everybody to become The Supreme Ruler of All of the Realms! She's worse than Sombra!"
"Um, did you say drain everyone," Patch asked hesitantly, "even these who don't have magic?"
"She might even go that route if we're not careful," Angelina replied. "She's been trying to trick us! Oh, this is all my fault," she said.
"Oh, Angelina, it isn't," William said.
"Yes, that is," Angelina frowned, "I met Jadis at the Spa, I spoke to her, I warned her everything, and we wouldn't be in this mess if I hadn't spoke to her in the first place."
"Angelina, you couldn't have known," William frowned back.
"Ugh...I feel so foolish....." Angelina sulked.
"Don't blame yourself, we all listened to her," Alice tried to help soothe her, "it's not your fault though."
"That's right," Patch nodded, "although it was silly of me and Alice for leaving the children alone with Jadis."
Angelina bit her lip a bit.
"...You don't think Jadis would drain the Brisby children, do you," Alice asked hesitantly.
"What can she take," Angelina replied, a bit anxiously herself, "they're just plain old mouse children."
"That's true," Alice said.
"I'm just sorry, guys..." Angelina said, "she played me like a fiddle."
"I know facts look worse, Angelina, but don't beat yourself up," William warned his best friend. "Sure, we now know about Jadis, but you didn't before we ended up in this mess. Let's help Mrs. Brisby, and then we can help Henry against Jadis..." he smirked, "perhaps we can speak them into having a Magic Duel like Twilight against Trixie."
"Sounds like a plan," Patch said.
"Let's just focus on Mrs. Brisby for right now," William suggested.
"Alright," Angelina said while Alice and Patch nodded in agreement.
"I just thought I'd mention it in passing," Jeremy said as he was about to go, "I've always wanted a sparkly one of my own."
"Do you want to go," William asked, almost impatiently.
"Sure!  Uh..excuse me.  Forgive me.  Farewell," Jeremy replied before disappearing under the lily again, wandering away, though hitting every rock in his path, which was enough to make even Mrs. Brisby roll her eyes.
"That crow is so confusing," Patch moaned.
"He's annoying...." Angelina rolled her eyes.
"At least he was hopeful the first couple of times, but I'm afraid I have to agree," William replied.
"Same here," Alice said.
"I'd like a restraining order," Mrs. Brisby muttered about Jeremy.
Soon they went back to what they were doing while Angelina tried to stay brave for what was going to happen to her and Mrs. Brisby later on as soon as he had a thought in her mind.
"C'mon, Angelina....BUCK UP," Henry warned her in her conscience.
"OK. That's it," Angelina said.
The others looked to her and soon they kept going. Soon Angelina went away while the others would wait out as she came to Justin and Mrs. Brisby.
Justin and Mrs. Brisby were now under the farmhouse, ready to drug the cat.
"It won't be long," Justin warned Angelina and Mrs. Brisby, "she's washing the dishes.  Here's the powder.  Hesitant?"
"Very petrified," Mrs. Brisby and Angelina replied.
"Don't be," Justin reassured them both, "you'll both be fine."
"Hopefully," Angelina said.
"I hope you didn't upset your plans," Mrs. Brisby frowned.
"Nonsense!  What makes you say that," Justin replied.
"I thought she caused an argument," Angelina said, which made Mrs. Brisby nod.
"Oh, you mean Jenner," Justin replied, "no problem."
"Justin?  I sincerely hope you'll make it to Thorn Valley," Mrs. Brisby said.
"We will," Justin reassured until he heard something before silencing both of them as it was almost time, "csendes!  Listen.  Mrs. Fitzgibbons is filling Dragon's bowl.  Get ready."
"Right," Angelina nodded.
Mrs. Brisby and Angelina both crawled up through the hole into the kitchen.
"Oh, my..." Mrs. Brisby said in worry.
"Better leave that cloak," Justin suggested, "you might get caught on something."
Mrs. Brisby sighed, but then dropped her cape through the hole, followed a moment later by the Stone.
Justin hung them up nearby and passed the envelope with the powder up to her and Angelina. "Here's the powder," he warned them.
"Be brave...stay brave..." Angelina warned herself. "It's just a foolish cat. You're not afraid of cats," she went away with Mrs. Brisby.
From outside, Dragon was heard yowling to his humans to be let in.
"I don't think I can do that," Mrs. Brisby cried out in despair.
"Yes, you can," Justin trained her.
Mrs. Brisby shook her head desperately.
"Mrs. Brisby, we have to do this to help your home and your family," Angelina tried to help the widowed mouse.
Dragon kept yowling to his humans where he would be let in.
"Hang on, Dragon, we're coming," Mrs. Fitzgibbons said as she came to her cat, "there we go."
"Easy...now," Justin signaled.
Mrs. Brisby hesitated.
"Mrs. Brisby," Angelina yelped as she went to do her part, trying not to let her fear console her as she came toward Dragon's bowl to drug the cat.
Soon Mrs. Brisby came to help out before running for dear life, taking Angelina with her to make sure the younger mouse would get out alright. As they kept going, they got the drug into the food before going back to Justin. The cat food scattered all around in separate directions during their escape.
"Come back," Justin warned.
Mrs. Brisby and Angelina both ran the hole under the cabinet, but just before they could reach it, a colander came down over them.
"Mum!  Don't let the cat in yet, I've caught some mice," a young boy beamed.
"Mice," Mrs. Fitzgibbons asked in concern, "as in more than one?"
"Can I keep them," the boy begged, "can I?"
"No, Billy, put them outside," Mrs. Fitzgibbons warned her son.
Angelina began to try to get herself and Mrs. Brisby out by scratching at the colander, acting like an animal that would want out.
Soon Justin overheard what just happened and cursed under her breath.  "Curse you!"
"Please, Mum, please," Billy begged his mother about keeping Angelina and Mrs. Brisby as pets, "I can keep them in Porky's old cage."
"Oh...alright," Mrs. Fitzgibbons sighed in defeat, "hold on, Dragon."
"I'll have to come back for you later," Justin promised the two before running out of the farmhouse as rain began to fall.
Unknown to anyone, there was a group of toy-sized Power Rangers that were going to help.
William, Alice, Patch and Henry were waiting in the meantime.
"And we're very sorry we doubted you..." Alice said hesitantly, "no hard feelings?"
"Huh...I guess not..." Henry shrugged, "I guess I should've warned you guys about her sooner than later rather than warning you if you're just now finding out about her. Like I would've warned you about Anya being in my sister's ghoul school, but I didn't know you were going over there at the time."
"You can thank Dr. Tuttle for that," William said.
"I yet can't believe Ms. Lily is your sister," Patch said to Henry.
"I know, it seems strange, but that's true," Henry replied, "I also really hope Angelina has enough bravery. She may not be afraid of cats, but I'm sure at this size as a mouse, that cat's gonna seem a bit frightening."
"You said it," William said.
Soon Justin came back to them.
Henry looked around before seeing two mice missing. "Where are Angelina and Mrs. Brisby," he asked.
"I'm afraid they didn't make it," Justin replied.
"What," William, Alice, Patch and Henry gasped.
"I'm horribly sorry," Justin frowned, "the humans found them."
Soon Henry went to run over to go save Angelina and Mrs. Brisby in a protective guardian mode.
"Don't worry, they'll escape," William said.
Henry growled a bit.
"Henry, are you actually being protective of Angelina," William grinned hopefully.
"Huh? What? Oh, dear, oh, dear," Henry said sheepishly. "She's just a student. What? You think I love her like my own daughter or something? Pfft! Please..." he rolled his eyes, but William kept his innocent grin. "Well, fine...you and her have grown on me over the years," he said in defeat.
"Aw," Alice grinned.
"Huh..." Henry rolled his eyes a bit.
"You do care," William beamed.
"Aw, shut up or I'll make you dog meat," Henry said before smirking a little jokingly.
"Oh, ha, ha," William smirked back.
"You're sure your friend and Mrs. Brisby will be alright," Justin asked.
"I know Angelina's had this," William grinned, "I wish she can help Mrs. Brisby as well."
"Alright then," Justin said.
"I concern about my best friend, but I know she'll be alright," William said.
Alice and Patch grinned about William's loyal friendship to Angelina.
"I'd love to see Jadis's face that she won't be able to drain you guys tonight," Henry smirked a bit wickedly to his biggest enemy from childhood.
"Oh, really," Jadis's voice smirked.
"Alright, that was creepy," Henry flinched that time.
Patch growled like a dog once he heard Jadis's voice.
"Stay away from us, you evil witch," William frowned as he looked around for Jadis.
"I really loved you, children...I really did so....." Jadis smirked as soon as she appeared, coming up to them with her magical staff.
"Bull. Loney," Henry frowned.
"I really liked that little friend of yours," Jadis said, coming between William, Alice and Patch. "She even has her own pet Celestial Cub. I could've solved all of her dangers if you would just let me. She even said she wanted me to be her guardian instead of Henry over here."
"That was until she found out about your evilness," Henry frowned.
"Ah, evil," Jadis replied, "I don't know if I would call myself evil."
"I would," Jadis frowned at her, "say what you want about me, but at least I'm not evil enough to drain others of their magic or life source because I wanna rule the entire universe."
"Yes," William, Patch and Alice added.
"What an adorable little army you have," Jadis smirked, "too bad you can't stop me. With your magic and powers, I can be unstoppable."
"You forgot one fact, Jadis," Henry replied, "though it might not seem like much, Equestrian magic can help them if they're awake."
"It can," William, Patch and Alice asked in surprise.
"Oh, sure it can," Henry said, "that's why you were chosen to be the honored guests into Equestria along with your own magic like wherever you go there or you have something to concern about in Canterlot High School."
"Woah," Patch grinned.
"That won't last long," Jadis warned Henry, pulling down on his fur a bit, "I'LL GET WHAT I WANT!!"
"Wow, that was an eerie voice," Alice said, shaking chills down her spine.
"If you all think you can stop me, you're nuts," Jadis warned the students.
"They're not going to stop you, I am," Henry decided, "Jadis the White Witch, I challenge you to a Magic Duel. Loser leaves the Supernatural Realm FOREVER!!"
"Oh, sure, challenge me to a Magic Duel just because you know that I would be able to defeat any of your students," Jadis smirked.
"This isn't their fight," Henry frowned, "this is between you and me. Especially if one of my students is missing and happens to be the granddaughter of one of the world's greatest witches that you tried to trick and bewitch!"
"Oh, well, but you don't want her to save the day," Jadis asked.
"What," Henry frowned.
"It sounds to me that your gargantuan ego is getting the better of you again," Jadis smirked a bit, "I guess you don't want Angelina to succeed after all. You claim to care about her, but all I see is you refusing to let her do what she must do to make things right in this mysterious world we live in."
Soon Henry began to look like he was about to blow and where soon he did so.
"Run for it," William yelped.
Soon William, Alice and Patch ran away as Henry exploded on Jadis.
"I'VE HAD IT WITH YOU, JADIS THE WHITE WITCH," Henry snapped, flailing his arms as he looked as frustrated and furious as Donald Duck on a very worst day.
"Naughty, naughty Henry," Jadis smirked.
"You are really ticking me off," Henry snapped.
Jadis just chuckled. "Such a disgrace....we could've been so happy together..." she said, "why, I'd even let you sit with me in my throne to rule the whole universe, whether Earth, Equestria, and any other realm that exists."
"Like Henry would stoop to your level," William frowned.
Patch glanced over as he thought he saw four multi-colored animals, but shook it away as they seemed to disappear from his line of sight, where he shrugged it apart right now.
"Ruling the entire universe..." Henry asked Jadis.
"That's right," Jadis smirked.
"No," Henry cried out in grief, shaking his head, "I may be sleazy, I may humiliate people, I may even have a lack of empathy, but I would never go that far!"
"Oh, so close," Jadis frowned.
"Nice try..." Henry frowned back. "Why don't you make like Glinda and get put under a house?"
Soon Jadis magicked herself off in a huff, but she was not gone.
"I'll be waiting for you," Henry frowned, knowing that Jadis would be back again soon.
"Uh...who's Glinda," William asked.
"The Wicked Witch of the East," Henry replied.
"Ohh," William said.
Then Henry cursed under his breath about Jadis.
"Angelina....I know you're not a praying type, but I'm praying for your and Mrs. Brisby's safety," William prayed for his best friend, "I hope you will be alright. Both of you. I believe in you. Let the angels watch over you in your journey."
Soon Alice hugged him and he hugged her back, a bit emotionally. Soon everyone walked away as it was pouring rain while Angelina and Mrs. Brisby were trapped in the Fitzgibbons' household.
"There has to be some fashion out of here," Angelina said.
Mrs. Brisby let out a small yelp as the telephone rang.
"It's alright, Mrs. Brisby, it was just the telephone," Angelina soothed the widowed mouse.
Mrs. Brisby nodded as she tried to keep calm.
Soon Mr. Fitzgibbons went to respond the phone.  "Let go, I'm on my road, hold your horses," he responded it, letting the two mice listen in a bit.  "Hello?  Who?  NIMH.  Oh!  Oh, yes.  NIMH!  Yes, yes!  I know, you called about the rats," he spoke on the phone for a while.  "Well, I don't know anything about special behaviors, but traps sure don't work.....in the morning?  Alright with me....oh, dear, oh, dear, can you tear down that rosebush right from there, I want these mice to be exterminated!  Uh, well, there are no...allegations?  Well.  OK, that's it, see you tomorrow.....uh-huh...farewell," he hung up.
"NIMH's coming tomorrow," Angelina said out of fear, "we have to warn the others, Mrs. Brisby."
"Hurry up, child," Mrs. Brisby nodded.
The two mice jumped to the door of their cage and started tugging it desperately.
"Please...let something go right for once in my life," Angelina begged to herself.
The moving of the Brisby house was underway.  The rats had set up an elaborate system of ropes, pulleys and a huge wheel powered by about 30 rats marching in a circle.  Slowly, the cement block started to rise out of the mud.
'Please work,' Patch thought to himself.
Inside the Brisby house, the children were trying to keep facts from getting knocked about too badly while Auntie Shrew was having a panic attack.
"Teresa," Auntie Shrew called out, only to get knocked out cold as a marble fell on her head.
"Martin," Teresa called out.
"Auntie is scared," Cynthia smirked.
Alice began to help out the Brisby children as they had a lot of work to do now.
"Don't worry, children; everything's going to be alright," Alice said.
The house reached the necessary height as the rats began to move it transversely.
"Pull the finish line.  Be careful," Justin instructed, "be careful!  Easy to do....keep going!"
Nicodemus was standing on the stone, supervising the operation.
Jenner, Ratigan and Sullivan lurked near the ropes, anchoring the apparatus to the stone and they all carried their own swords.
"Nicodemus cooperates beautifully..." Jenner remarked.
"Just be patient," Ratigan said.
"Jenner? Ratigan," Sullivan spoke up hesitantly.
"He's standing in just the right place," Jenner continued.
"Jenner, I...I can't do it," Sullivan gulped.
"If that block reaches halfway to China, you cut the line," Jenner warned his right hand rat.
"If you betray us, your life will cost you," Ratigan warned Sullivan.
"C'mon, buddies," Justin called out, "put your backs into it!"
Soon Angelina and Mrs. Brisby found a paperclip and tried to use it against the door. Soon the four creatures from before spotted them and came to help them out.
"C'mon, c'mon, c'mon," Angelina pleaded as she tried to use the paperclip.
But unfortunately, it didn't work as it cut both Angelina and Mrs. Brisby.
"Gah," Angelina yelped as she saw her blood, which was a bit blackened.
Mrs. Brisby held her paw, seeing blood on her own now.
"You look like you could use some help," a voice said to them.
"Who said that," Angelina yelped.
Soon four figures came out and they stepped into the light a bit. They were a yellow dog, a brown monkey, a green alligator, and a blue hippopotamus, though much, much smaller than Dragon.
"Who are you," Angelina asked.
"We are...the Miniforce," The group announced.
"Never heard of you, but you sound like the Power Rangers, only smaller," Angelina said.
"I guess you could say that, but we're going to help you," the yellow dog replied.
"Uh, I'd like to see how you plan on doing that," Angelina said to them.
"Perhaps we should get them out through there," the blue hippo suggested to her teammates, pointing to the water dish.
"But there's no fashion we're fit through...unless..." Angelina said before cleaning off the blood from her cut with the water before starting to push the water dish out.
"Oh, wait, I don't think that's close enough," the green crocodile cried out in grief.
Angelina jumped into the water, but the dish was pushed too far forward for her to fit through the gap on the other side. Then she got out, ran to the far side of the cage and took a flying jump at the dish.
"Oh, dear, be careful," Mrs. Brisby warned Angelina.
Angelina nodded to Mrs. Brisby, warning her that she would be careful. The dish shifted a little, and soon Angelina made it out, though Mrs. Brisby was unable to make it through. Then the Miniforce came to help out Mrs. Brisby as Angelina waited while looking around frantically, hoping that the humans wouldn't see them. And where luckily the humans wouldn't see them since they were upstairs.
"Well...Miniforce," Angelina asked.
"That's us," the yellow dog replied, "I'm Spot."
"I'm Steve," the brown monkey added.
"I'm Tom," the green alligator said.
"And I'm Helen," the blue hippopotamus concluded.
"Never in my life did I imagine I'd meet you guys...now if only we could get Mrs. Brisby out here," Angelina said to them.
"Leave that to me," Tom said.
"Um, alright," Angelina replied, "have at it, Crocodile."
Soon Tom cracked his knuckles before bending a road open for Mrs. Brisby. Mrs. Brisby stepped back a bit.
"Don't worry, I'll get you out of there soon," Tom promised before soon he concluded.
Mrs. Brisby looked curious of the Miniforce before soon she was able to be let out.
"C'mon, Mrs. Brisby, we can't waste much time," Angelina warned the widowed mouse.
Soon the Miniforce got themselves Angelina and Mrs. Brisby down to the floor. Soon Angelina looked around, shivering a bit.
"The humans won't see you, I promise," Helen warned her, "we're gonna get you out of here."
"I guess I just never realized how eerie humans seem if you're a mouse," Angelina replied.
Soon they made their road out and luckily, Dragon wasn't going to awaken for a while.
Jenner and Ratigan watched the block's process carefully.
"C'mon, William, lift with your knees, not your back," Henry advised.
"I am," William warned him.
"Ready with the knife....." Jenner said, "ready...cut now!"
"I...I..." Sullivan stammered.
"Now!  Cut it," Jenner demanded.
"No," Sullivan protested.
"You spineless little coward," Ratigan frowned at Sullivan, "Jenner, we'll have to do it since this mouse brain's backing out!"
Soon Jenner and Ratigan began to cut the mouse-sized rope. Henry looked around as he thought he heard something while Patch and William helped the rats.
Soon the Brisby house smashed to the ground.  Inside the Brisby house, all was bedlam with furniture flying.  Soon a candle tipped over and it began to set the house on fire.
"That's making matters worse," Alice yelped.
"Martin! HEEELLLPPP," Teresa cried out in despair.
Soon a washbasin slid the same fashion as the candle and overturned, putting out the fire.
"Phew..." Alice sighed in relief, hugging Teresa in consolation, "that was close. Are you alright, darling?"
"I...I think so," Teresa replied, "I wish you could be our babysitter instead of Auntie Shrew."
"Trust me, I wish for the same fact," Alice said.
Outside, a crowd of rats, led by Justin and Mr. Ages, desperately fought their road into the wreckage.
"OK, that's it.  We have to hurry up!  C'mon, c'mon," Justin said.
"We're coming, Justin," Patch promised.
"Where is Nicodemus," William asked.
"Alright...I see him..." Justin said before stopping dead in his tracks in horror, "Nicodemus....oh, dear!  NO!!"
Nicodemus' paw was shown, limping from within a pile of rubble. Soon William rushed to where Nicodemus's paw was.
Patch came behind William with a frown. "Is he..." he asked wearily.
"I don't think he made it," William frowned back regretfully.
"No...." Patch frowned back.
Soon Atticus and Patch held onto each other as this looked like the end of Nicodemus. Soon Ratigan came up behind Henry to knock him out as he got separated from the group. Unfortunately, he missed as Henry went over to William and Patch. The two looked up mournfully.
"Oh...that's unfortunate....." Henry said as he saw what just happened to Nicodemus.
'So close,' Ratigan thought to himself.
"I hope Angelina's alright..." Patch frowned.
"I'm sure that both Angelina and Mrs. Brisby are alright," William said.
The Miniforce began to help guide Angelina and Mrs. Brisby out to safety from the Fitzgibbons' home.
"Thanks for the help," Angelina warned them.
"Just doing our jobs, jocko," Spot replied.
"You really do remind me of the Power Rangers," Angelina said, "believe me...I know."
"We should be close to my home soon," Mrs. Brisby said.
"I sure hope so," Angelina replied, "I also hope your son Timmy is alright."
"Oh, I hope so as well, darling," Mrs. Brisby said.
Then Angelina and Mrs. Brisby yelped as they came face-to-face with Dragon. Luckily, Dragon was yet fast asleep and didn't even see them, giving them a breath of relief.
"Whew..." Angelina sighed, "that drug is doing grand."
Then the Miniforce led the two mice closer into the kitchen before they would leave the house. Mrs. Brisby took that time to stop to collect her belongings.
"Oh, thank you so much, Miniforce..." Angelina said, "I guess you really are like the Power Rangers for small animals."
"And after this, we have new mission in Dapplewood Forest when the time comes," Spot replied.
"Dapplewood Forest....." Angelina said to herself, "that's where that animal movie Once Upon a Forest takes place...I do wonder if we'll adventure there sometime?"
Sometime later, Angelina and the others would have an adventure there, but as we all knew, that would be a story for another day.
Meanwhile, the rats had met around the Brisby home.
"Friends, we cannot leave the Brisby house," Jenner warned his fellow rats.
"We just can't leave this in the mud," Mr. Ages said.
"The equipment is a confusion," Jenner said.
"Justin," Mrs. Brisby's voice called out in the distance.
"One day, we will travel to Thorn Valley just as Nicodemus wanted, but not now," Ratigan added from what Jenner was saying.
"William," Angelina's voice called out in the distance.
"Mrs. Brisby...." Mr. Ages asked.
"Angelina," William added in the same tone.
"Come.  Let's return to the rosebush," Jenner suggested to the others, "where we belong."
"What just happened? Where's Nicodemus? And Alice and Mrs. Brisby's children," Angelina asked.
"They...they're fine," Mr. Ages replied, "Nicodemus is.....dead."
"Oh...oh, dear..." Mrs. Brisby grew distraught.
'If only we had gotten out sooner,' Angelina thought to herself.
"Angelina, are you alright," Angelina asked.
"Yes, we're fine," Angelina replied, "anyhow, we don't have much time to waste. NIMH is coming!"
"Come, come, let's return to the rosebush..." Jenner swiftly warned the others to distract them.
"Angelina is right," Mrs. Brisby said, "NIMH is coming!"
"NIMH," one of the rats asked out of fear.
"In the morning," Mrs. Brisby exclaimed.
"NIMH," a rat asked hesitantly.
"Yes.  You will all die if you don't leave the farm tonight," Angelina warned them.
"Liars," Jenner frowned.
"We're warning you the truth," Angelina warned them.
"Please, wait!  You have to believe us," Mrs. Brisby added.
Soon the rats got into a panicking chatter.
"What if it's true?"
"We'll all be murdered!"
"Don't panic!"
"Don't listen," Ratigan warned the other rats, "they're hysterical!"
"No, they're not," Steve said as he and the rest of the Miniforce appeared at the scene.
"You guys came," Angelina said to them.
"Angelina, you know these animals," William asked his best friend.
"Yes, they're the Miniforce," Angelina replied, "William, you'd probably like them; they're like animal versions of the Power Rangers."
"Cool," William grinned.
"Go out now," Mrs. Brisby urged the rats.
Soon with a vicious backhand, Jenner sent Mrs. Brisby flying, shucking his cape and drew his sword.  "You're going out," he frowned at the widowed mouse, "I've had enough!"
"Mrs. Brisby," Angelina cried out in grief.
"I've had enough as well, especially with you," Ratigan warned Angelina as he now had his own sword, "I couldn't get rid of Basil of Baker Street or Flaversham and his daughter, but now that you're here with me again, you'll have to do so!"
"Over my dead body," William warned him as he protected Angelina from Ratigan.
"You've asked the right rodent in question," Ratigan frowned as he held out his sword against William's neck.
"This is bad, William doesn't have a sword with him," Patch whispered to Henry.
"Yes, too bad," Henry replied.
Patch and Henry stood there for a moment while Patch waited for the mouseling to realize something.
"Oh! Alright," Henry said and used his magic to give William a sword against Ratigan's sword.
Once he had a sword, William used it to defend himself against Ratigan.
"Get him, William," Henry coached.
"Thank you," William replied, using his own sword against Ratigan.
"Jenner," Mr. Ages cried out in despair as he tried to block Jenner's path.
Jenner swept him to one side with a snarl and lunged after Mrs. Brisby as Sullivan ran to get Justin.
"Justin! Justin," Sullivan cried out in grief to the brown rat.
Soon Justin saw what was going on, and ran between Jenner and Mrs. Brisby. "Jenner, stop this," he frowned at the evil rat.
Soon the amulet around Mrs. Brisby's neck glimmered in Jenner's eyes.
"Oops..." Henry said hesitantly, "it's like Gollum with the ring."
"Did that ever actually happen," Patch asked about the Lord of the Rings.
"The Stone..." Jenner whispered, feeling entranced.
"Jenner..." Justin warned his fellow rat.
"Get out of my road," Jenner frowned, pushing Justin backward, and slashed at him with his sword for best measure.
The sword connected with Justin's arm, making the brown rat grimace with pain.
"I want that Stone," Jenner frowned as soon as he came towards Mrs. Brisby.
"No! Get away from her," Angelina frowned at Jenner, finding herself going after him to stop him.
"Oh, dear, you don't," Jadis's voice smirked.
"J-Jadis," Angelina stopped in her tracks.
"Ah...you remember me....." Jadis's voice replied.
"Well, duh," Angelina rolled her eyes.
"Well, I'm just going to be making sure that you don't get in Jenner's road," Jadis's voice smirked.
"Grrr," Angelina frowned and soon went to ignore her.
Soon a blast of magic cast over Angelina, stopping her as she soon floated and was in an energy bubble.
"Jadis, leave me alone," Angelina cried out in despair, "I never did anything to you!"
"Perhaps, but I can't let you stop Jenner from getting the amulet," Jadis smirked as she came out of the shadows.
"Jadis, you leave Angelina alone," Henry frowned.
"You may be Chief of the Witch's Council, but you can't warn me what to do," Jadis smirked.
Jenner jumped at Mrs. Brisby, who tried to catch the amulet from around her neck as she bit and clawed as hard as she could.
"Jenner," Justin frowned before running up and kicking Jenner away from the widowed mouse.
"Now Justin needs a sword," Patch said in worry.
"Sullivan, toss Justin a sword," Henry called out.
"Alright," Sullivan replied as he went to do that.
Soon Justin fought Jenner in the mud until Sullivan came back.
"Justin! Justin, my sword," Sullivan cried out in grief as he threw Justin his sword.
Jenner, in fury, slashed Sullivan open, making him fall in a heap of chickens, yet breathing...for now.
"You remind me of a very young Basil," Ratigan frowned at William.
"I'll take that as a compliment, rat," William frowned back. William almost got hit, but luckily dodged as they sword-fought each other.
Ratigan growled as he was called a rat while striking violently. 
"Too bad your friend can't help you," Jadis smirked at Angelina.
"If I get out of here, I'm gonna break you in half," Angelina frowned.
"Pretty big words for someone who doesn't have the god-like fashions," Jadis teased.
Soon Angelina saw the Miniforce yet around, and where she saw they had what must have been their Morphers.
"What is your plan," Henry growled to Jadis.
"Overthrowing you," Jadis smirked, "I'm gonna ruin your reputation to Gulch where she'll fire you."
"Jadis, you remember that evil always loses, right," Angelina smirked back.
"Oh, but I'm not the evil one here," Jadis replied, "Henry is simply unfit to run the Council. He only had his job because of his mother."
"Says the one that tried to drain me, William, Alice and Patch of our life and magic source," Angelina frowned.
"Oh, boo, hoo, hoo..." Jadis said in a mocking tone, "life is so unfair for you, isn't it, Angelina?"
Angelina's only response was a deep growl. Soon the Miniforce came to help out and soon gathered together to use a special form like the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers. Patch saw what the Miniforce was doing and decided to stay silent where Jadis would be surprised.
"No one can stop me....." Jadis frowned, "I tried to be nice.....but you all tested my patience. I almost had this chubbo in retirement."
"Chubbo," Henry frowned at her, "I'm not fat!"
"You're big-boned," Angelina replied, getting a frown from him for that, "....I'll shut up now."
Soon Henry saw the Miniforce now changing into their ranger forms.
"Pig," Jadis smirked to Henry.
"Harlot," Henry frowned.
"Gigantor."
"Shrew."
"GUM CHEWER!!"
"Watch out," Henry smirked as soon as the Miniforce came to help him against Jadis.
"That makes no sense," Jadis frowned in deadpan.
"Oh, that wasn't an insult," Patch smirked.
"Oh, really," Jadis asked.
Soon Henry coughed into his fist and backed away a bit.
"The Miniforce will help get rid of you," Steve, Spot, Helen and Tom warned Jadis, right behind her, alarming her a bit until she turned around to see what they were speaking about, "Miniforce Transform!"
"What on Earth," Jadis backed up a bit.
Soon the Miniforce began to transform. Angelina poked her bubble a bit, feeling bored to be trapped in it while William and Justin fought Ratigan and Jenner. Then the Miniforce transformed together and now they looked even more like the Power Rangers that the adventure group knew and loved back in Angel Grove.
"You think you can defeat me," Jadis smirked.
"You're a cruel, evil witch," Spot frowned, "we trusted Angelina and now you've hurt her!"
"Aww...they care about me," Angelina sounded touched.
"Let's see how you four are against magic," Jadis smirked as she fired her magic at the Miniforce.
"Oh, dear, I don't think they have any magic," Angelina said in worry.
"That's what you both think," Helen said as soon as she stepped in to use her power against Jadis's powers.
Jadis was surprised as Helen did have magic.
"You have magic," Angelina asked.
"It's my special power," Helen nodded to Angelina.
"No way," Jadis frowned, "how does a tiny blue hippo have magic?!"
"I'm special," Helen smirked.
Jadis frowned as the Miniforce seemed more formidable than she thought.
"Angelina, now's your time to go save Mrs. Brisby," Henry whispered.
"Do you think I can do it," Angelina asked.
"You need to believe that you can," Henry said, taking out a needle, "uh, could you scoot back a bit? I don't wanna prick you by incident."
Angelina scootched back and Henry burst the bubble, freeing her, and as the mouseling got out, but she dashed away to help save Mrs. Brisby. Jadis saw Angelina now free and was about to get her with her magic, only to be blocked by the Miniforce.
"Run, Angelina," Henry called out, "go help save everybody!"
Soon Angelina kept running until she lunged out and tackled down Jenner as he tried to get the amulet from Mrs. Brisby.
"Angelina," Mrs. Brisby gasped.
"Mrs. Brisby, run," Angelina warned her.
Soon Mrs. Brisby got free and went to run away.
"I bet you even murdered Nicodemus, you dirty rat," Angelina frowned at Jenner, doing her best to show no fear.
"You're clever for a mouse," Jenner frowned.
Soon Justin came to take care of Jenner.
"Now, get away from me," Jenner frowned as he tried to get Angelina away from him as they ended up in the mud.
"No," Angelina warned him.
"Get off," Jenner frowned as he caugh his sword.
Angelina gulped, but magicked up her own sword with her dream-bending powers to sword-fight against Jenner.
"I didn't know Angelina could sword-fight," Patch said.
"She can't," William said hesitantly, "all she knows is from watching Zorro movies."
"William, focus on your own sword-fight," Henry warned him.
Soon Ratigan was about to strike down William.
Then William shook his head and dashed from that, sliding out of the road and soon jumped to right behind Ratigan. "Haha! You can't keep a nice mouse down, ya rat!"
"I am not a rat," Ratigan snapped as he swung around and swung his sword at William.
"Careful, William," Henry warned.
Soon William ducked down and Ratigan's sword struck against Henry's chest by incident, giving him some big scratches.
"Oh...damn..." Henry groaned slightly.
William's face paled from seeing that. Soon Ratigan swung his sword at William again. Patch came to Henry who appeared to be bleeding.
"Gah," William cried out in grief as he dodged the sword with his own sword, clashing them together before frowning, "how dare you strike my teacher!"
"You have yourself to blame for not blocking," Ratigan smirked.
William frowned at Ratigan, shoving him off, which set him into the mud.
"Ah," Angelina yelped, but luckily she didn't get hit by that.
"Your friend is a worse thorn in my side than you are," Ratigan frowned up at Angelina.
"I'll take that as a compliment," Angelina said.
Soon Ratigan caught a hold of her throat.
"Gah," Angelina choked and gagged.
"Let her go," William frowned.
"I think not," Ratigan frowned back as soon as he got up, trying to strangle Angelina, "she must pay for what she did since I almost won and was about rid of Basil and Queen Mousetoria."
"I asked nicely," William frowned before tackling down Ratigan, making him let go of Angelina.
Soon Angelina gasped for air, coughing a bit as she nearly suffocated to death.
"You alright," Patch asked her.
"I...I think so..." Angelina said softly.
"Angelina, that was so brave of you to go and help Mrs. Brisby," Patch said.
"I really tried...." Angelina sighed, "I just didn't want to let her down...or let Timmy down....."
"You four are getting on my nerves," Jadis's voice frowned as the Miniforce was hit with magic.
"You can't stop us," Steve frowned back, "you should've listened to that Angelina girl! Best always beats worst!"
"Especially if it's superheroes like us," Spot added.
"Superheroes," Jadis snorted, rolling her eyes, "you Wonder Pets are just a bunch of wannabe heroes with your flashy transformations! You'll see, I'll be the Supreme Ruler of the Whole Universe, and no one shall stop me. I'll even be better than Lord Tirek, The Horned King, and perhaps even King Sombra! Such a disgrace you couldn't live up to your inheritance, William Longtail!"
"Oh, shut up," Angelina frowned at her.
"You do not warn me to shut up," Jadis frowned back.
"I just did so," Angelina glared, "I don't care how you feel about Henry! In fact, I have an extensive list of complaints about him caring for me and William for the past few years!"
Henry frowned slightly from that in offense, even though he looked a bit weak from his stab wound.
"But he's a better guardian than you, especially in never draining us for our magic and life sources," Angelina continued to Jadis.
"Look at you, acting so brave," Jadis frowned.
"I AM brave..." Angelina frowned back.
"You are an annoying pest," Jadis frowned back.
"Takes one to know one," Angelina smirked.
Soon Jadis took out her wand and shot magic at Angelina.
"Yikes," Angelina yelped, jumping out of the road, landing past Henry and Patch.
"An...Angelina...." Henry said weakly to the mouseling, "remember your tutoring from if...if you and Flora.....took down King Sombra....."
"Right," Angelina nodded.
Soon Henry held out his paw and gently ruffled up her fur with a weak grin.
"Oh, Henry..." Angelina said emotionally, taking his paw off her head, "are you dying?"
"You'd probably be happier if I was..." Henry said softly and weakly with a mournful grin.
"No, no, I wouldn't..." Angelina frowned.
"Go...go kick their butts...." Henry warned her before using the magic he had left to give her her training wand.
"Henry..." Angelina said softly.
"Don't worry about me......go ahead..." Henry warned her.
"Henry, please promise me that you'll live," Angelina begged.
"I'm not sure if I can promise that..." Henry said softly, "but...it would probably not make any difference..."
"Don't say that," Angelina said emotionally almost like she could weep.
Soon Henry slowly shut his eyes and he was silent from then on.
"No, please, Henry, don't," Angelina lamented.
Then something magical began to happen as the Elements of Harmony that were thought to be destroyed appeared in the spirit of what looked to be Twilight. Soon Angelina covered her eyes as she looked like she was weeping for Henry.
"Ne pas pleure, Angelina," Patch said, emotionally now himself.
Soon Astral Twilight floated down to Henry before placing her horn gently on Henry's body and where he was healed and which meant his life was saved.
"What," Angelina blinked with tears in her eyes, "Twilight Sparkle?"
"Don't worry, he'll awaken again at last," Astral Twilight grinned to her, "you go off and help Mrs. Brisby."
"You're the spirit of the Tree-House of Harmony, aren't you," Patch grinned at Astral Twilight.
"Yes, I am," Astral Twilight replied, "I thought you could use a little help, especially after saving the Tree of Harmony."
"Thank you for saving his life," Angelina warned her before looking ready to take on Jadis.
"It was my pleasure," Astral Twilight replied.
"Why, Angelina," Jadis asked, "why would you save him after he made your life into a nightmare like you warned me at the spa?"
"I didn't know what I was saying," Angelina frowned, "I was just mad."
"People can say facts out of frustration," Patch said.
"Yes," Angelina kept her frown on Jadis.
"That Celestial Cub has meddled...if it wasn't for him, I'd be successful by now and you'd all be dead so that I could have your magic and life sources," Jadis frowned back. "I was going to be the most powerful being in the entire universe. And now...YOU MUST DIE," she took out her wand and shot deathly magic right at Angelina.
Angelina yelped before teleporting off in time, ending up on the other side of the farm and looked around frantically. Soon Jadis teleported right behind her with an evil red-eyed frown as this was like Angelina's teleportation race against Henry, only this time, it wasn't for fun or tutoring, this was the real deal now.
After the teleporting race, Angelina shot Jadis with a magic blast. Jadis yelped out as she got hit before shooting her own magic against Angelina.
Angelina swiftly magicked up a shield before frowning and shooting her magic back at Jadis, remembering what just happened since Henry had tutored her both for school and for going up against King Sombra. Jadis yelped again as she got hit by Angelina's magic. Angelina took that time to teleport again, she then found a hole and jumped into it, using her shield as a door to hide herself. Jadis growled and teleported after Angelina again.
"Alright, I need a plan," Angelina warned herself. "I can't keep hiding like a spineless coward," she began to start thinking of a plan.
"Angelina Ballerina, I'm sorry, darling~," Jadis's voice called out in a merry tone like Aunt Figg lying to Robyn to sound sweet and innocent, "if you come with me right now, I'll take you and your friends back home~"
"Does she think I'm foolish," Angelina rolled her eyes. Soon she had an idea.
Jadis continued to trek around for Angelina. Soon Angelina slowly got out of the hole, moving her shield as she tried to be as silent as a mouse, also remembering from what Bruce warned her about sneaking up on bad guys in Gotham City to be as stealthy as him. And where it was easy to be silent as a mouse since in that world, Angelina was a mouse. Jadis soon caught Angelina, turning to her with a smirk.
"Yaugh," Angelina yelped.
"Got ya now," Jadis smirked as she held out her hand in a deathly fashion, "you have one last chance, Angelina....I can waste you right here and right now, or you can give in, and perhaps I'll let you join my side as my princess until I become Queen of the Universe.
Angelina thought back to how much she had learned while Henry was her, William, Alice and Patch's guardian.
"You have three moments....." Jadis warned Angelina, bringing out an hourglass.
Soon Angelina thought back to some of the better times of learning from Henry, even if they had a bit of a rocky relationship compared to his relationship with William. As she began to think about her decision, William and Justin were yet fighting Ratigan and Jenner.
As Lizzy was teaching the alphabet to the pretend class, the pretend school pointer Lizzy had was revealed to be a stick or twig.
"NOW JUST A MOMENT," Sister shrieked, "WHO SAID YOU WERE GOING TO BE THE TEACHER?! IF I PLAY SCHOOL, I'M THE TEACHER! AND NOT ONLY THAT, BUT I ALREADY KNOW THE ALPHABET!!"
"SISTER BEAR, IF YOU DON'T SIT DOWN THIS VERY MOMENT, I'M GOING TO KEEP YOU AFTER SCHOOL," Lizzy yelled.
"Is that so," Sister asked.
As Sister Bear was speaking to Lizzy and threatening her about the pointer, she poked Lizzy on the belly and waist, saying the threats one by one.
"Well, if you don't give me that pointer, I'm going to keep you after school," Sister shouts.
"OH, DEAR, YOU'RE NOT," Lizzy shrieked.
"OH, YES, I AM," Sister yelled.
Sister Bear caught the pointer from Lizzy. Then they both wrestled for the pointer. All of a sudden, the pointer snapped in half. Her threat was the last straw. And they each had a half of the pointer, as Sister had broken it. That did it. School was ruined and she eventually couldn't handle outsmarting these critters any longer.
"NOW LOOK WHAT YOU DID," Lizzy shrieked, "YOU BROKE MY POINTER!!"
"Here, keep your old pointer," Sister yelled, "I'm never gonna see each other again!"
"Never is too short for me," Lizzy shrieked.
"Well, fine," Sister yelled, "I'll just take my dolls and go home!"
"Ratigan, Jenner, this is too far," William frowned, "if you stay, you'll die."
"I'd prefer it if it were you," Ratigan frowned back, sounding a bit insane now.
"You're insane," William frowned back.
"You'll never be able to take me on like Basil could, you never even met him," Ratigan sneered.
"Should we help," Helen asked Tom, Steve and Spot as William was up against Ratigan.
"I think we should let him handle this," Tom said.
"You sure," Helen asked.
"Yes, I think he's had it," Tom replied.
"I hope that Angelina girl is alright," Helen said, "I really liked her."
"Thank you guys so much for helping out," Patch grinned to the Miniforce.
"No problem," Spot grinned back.
"You did it!  I murdered Nicodemus," Justin frowned at Jenner, "that wasn't an incident!"
"Yes.  I murdered him," Jenner frowned back as the fight continued.
Justin struck furiously at Jenner, but Jenner's bigger size and strength eventually sent Justin tumbling from the top of the rock face down into the mud.  Jenner descended from the top slowly, savoring the moment.
"He wanted to destroy everything," Jenner continued from what he was saying, "I've learned so much; take what you can, if you can!"
"Then you haven't learned anything," Justin frowned.
Jenner raised his sword to strike, but Justin got to his feet under a piece of wreckage and kicking it up, blocking Jenner's path.  Jenner got up again as the fight briefly continued until he struck low under Jenner's sword, piercing him in the belly.  Jenner shrieked and dropped his sword.
"Ooh, that has to hurt," Patch winced.
A short distance away, Sullivan was yet breathing weakly.
Then Justin turned to the rest of the rats, and threw his sword away.  "Friends, tonight we're traveling to Thorn Valley," he warned them, "we will leave a trace.  No evidence that the mice of NIMH ever existed...come."
Unknown to Justin, Jenner was above him ready to strike him. Mrs. Brisby pointed and gasped, trying to warn Justin what was going on right behind him. Soon luckily, Justin whirled right as Jenner raised his sword to strike, but then Sullivan pulled a dagger from his belt and with the last moment of his life, he threw it into Jenner's back. Soon Jenner let out a howl as he toppled from the stone and fell into a pigsty, dead. William and Ratigan continued their sword-fight. Patch kept an eye on Henry who was asleep, luckily he would awaken soon since Astral Twilight made sure that he would live.
"HYAH," William yelled out, striking Ratigan's sword out of the rat's hands.
Ratigan frowned as he looked defenseless now.
"Well, well," William frowned back, "it looks like we're at the final showdown."
"Basil might've gotten me thrown away from Big Ben, but you won't be so lucky," Ratigan frowned at him, "my friend Jenner's taught me some expert fighting, and I'll take you on."
"Ooh! That'll be grand," William smirked about fighting hand-to-hand.
"Your time is up, Angelina," Jadis smirked at Angelina.
"Uh...could I have a few more moments," Angelina asked.
"THEN YOU ARE DOOMED," Jadis snapped, shooting her magic right at Angelina.
Then there was a huge explosion between Angelina and Jadis as Angelina squeezed her eyes shut and braced herself before she appeared to be in a new bubble shield that damaged everything around the two, but not her.
"What," Angelina asked out of confusion.
Soon Jadis looked over in dismay. "WHAT?! HOW," she snapped.
Angelina smirked bashfully before waving from inside the bubble before soon it burst.
"I really liked you, Angelina...." Jadis said to her sternly, "I can see why your grandmother was so mournful to leave you if you were a baby like since William's aunt vanished."
Soon Angelina tried her best to stay strong in her fight against Jadis.
"I'm afraid now though, you must be destroyed....then I'll go after your friends..." Jadis warned Angelina.
"No...I won't let you," Angelina frowned, "I may not show it a lot, but I love my friends! Because friendship IS magic!"
"We shall see if this magic of friendship of yours can save you," Jadis smirked.
Angelina let out a small gulp before frowning and going into a fighting stance. Then the two began to fight each other through magic while Angelina did her best to stay strong and brave.
William and Angelina's fights with Ratigan and Jadis went on for a while. Soon William charged against Ratigan and headbutted him in the stomach. Soon Ratigan was sent flying and he smashed into a big rock.
"You alright," Patch asked.
"Ugh...yes, I think so..." William replied, "I don't think Angelina or anyone else will have to concern about Ratigan again for a while."
"If that's so, then explain that," Patch said as he saw a dark aura around Ratigan.
"What," William asked before looking over to see what was going on with Ratigan.
Ratigan got back up, and where he was heard laughing as he grew giant.
"It's not possible..." William whispered in horror.
"What the heck," Angelina yelped as she saw what was going on with Ratigan.
"Oh, did I forget to mention I gave Ratigan a little power boost after you four ran away," Jadis smirked at Angelina.
"What the FUCK," Angelina let out a high-pitched yelp.
"Looks like you could use a little update in your own magic..." Jadis smirked before striking William, Angelina, Alice and Patch, draining them of their magic eventually.
Soon the adventure group all looked very wore out and weakened, but unknown to Jadis and luckily enough, Henry yet had his magic. Soon he awakened and saw that he was alright now, he grinned, but looked worried to the adventure group as he decided he would help them if he could.
"I don't need magic to beat Ratigan..." William said, "I yet have my strength....."
"We'll see about that, little hero," Ratigan smirked as he bent down and flicked William off.
"William," Angelina cried out in despair.
Soon Jadis dropped down right behind Angelina. "What's your plan now," she mocked.
"Ugh, that woman is really a thorn in my side..." Henry frowned with a small sigh, "sometimes I wish Merlin were here."
"We'll handle Ratigan," Spot warned Angelina, referring to himself and the rest of the Miniforce.
"You sure," Angelina asked.
"We've been training for fights like this for a long time," Spot said, "you did what you could, so let us step in to help you."
"Thank you," Angelina grinned.
The Miniforce nodded and soon frowned as they began to attack Ratigan.
"Oh, are you children okay," Henry asked.
"Henry, you're alive," William said in relief.
The Miniforce summoned their Megazords.
"Ratigan, get ready to meet your doom," Steve frowned.
"You little stuffed animals make me laugh," Raitgan smirked, "I only wish Fidget and Felicia could be here to see this. They'd have a lot of fun, especially with your pathetic sizes."
"Laugh at THIS," Tom frowned before attacking with his fellow Miniforce.
Ratigan began to fight against the Miniforce's Megazords. Soon Henry came behind William, Angelina and Patch to help protect them. He grinned to them, but frowned as they looked slightly weak from Jadis.
"Well, that was fun, but I think I should get going," Jadis smirked.
"Where are you going," Henry frowned.
"Why should I warn you," Jadis smirked as soon as he brought out her own portal. "Farewell keeping these brats as your precious students if you can't give them their magic back," she laughed as she went through the portal and it disappeared behind her, leaving them in the world.
"Is that true, Henry," Patch asked.
"I'm afraid that is....." Henry sighed, "I can take you guys home, but I'm not sure if I can bring your magic back."
William, Angelina and Patch all looked unfortunate from that news.
"But I'm just glad you children are safe," Henry grinned, "wait, where's Alice?"
"Didn't you know," Patch replied, "she's with the Brisby children."
"I should go see them then," Mrs. Brisby said softly and mournfully as the rats couldn't help her.
"Is everything okay out there," Alice's voice asked from inside the Brisby home.
"Alice," William called out and soon ran up to Alice, hugging her.
"Huh. Almost looks like Ruby and Sapphire," Angelina commented from the hug.
"Hopefully you can get your magic back in time to see Steven Universe again against a bigger enemy..." Henry said to himself distantly as Angelina mentioned the Fusion Gems who made Garnet.
"Are you guys alright," Alice asked.
"We're fine..." William sighed as it seemed that they had failed to help Mrs. Brisby, "are you and the children alright?"
"I suppose so," Alice replied, "I feel different though."
"That's because of Jadis," Henry said.
"Henry," Alice asked, "where is she?"
"She got away, but I'll find her," Henry frowned, "I'll find a road to give you back some magic too while I'm at it. I'm not letting my children go without their energy source. Since you're all magical beings, your magic is very reluctant. I guess right now though, we better get Mrs. Brisby home."
Soon they heard some bubbling under the mud as the Brisby home started to sink.
"Oh, dear..." the adventure group frowned, feeling like they had failed their adventure.
"Hello, is anyone up there," Martin's voice called out.
"Martin," Mrs. Brisby asked as she ran up to the side of her house.
"Mum," Martin called to her.
"Mother, have we almost moved," Teresa asked.
"Soon, now..." Mrs. Brisby said before burying her face in her paws in despair until soon she realized something, "it's sinking...it's sinking...Justin, the block!  It's sinking!"
This caught everyone's attention.
"What," Justin asked until he saw the block sinking and jumped into action, "c'mon!"
Soon everyone rushed over to help out the Brisbys since this wasn't a happy sight for any of them.  Soon the other rats swarmed into the block to continue helping out even if the situation looked hopeless. The Miniforce would have helped if Ratigan wasn't a challenge.
"Now what," Angelina sulked to Henry.
"There must be a....a collapse downstairs," Mr. Ages suggested.
Soon Justin joined Mrs. Brisby on top of her home.  "Here, tie these lines together.  I'll get a line around the stone," he suggested, "Brutus, faster, catch some rope.  Tie off these block-lines.  Hurry up, c'mon!  Move it!"
Soon Henry decided to use his magic to help. Then the Brisby home was rapidly filling with muck.
"Mother!  Mother," Teresa cried out in despair.
"What's all that black stuff," Cynthia asked, seeing the muck.
"C'mon, Teresa, sit up on the table," Martin warned his older sister before frowning down at his younger sister, who had clung to his leg, "lift me up!"
"What about Timmy," Teresa frowned.
"Get us out of here," Martin warned her.
"Mother," Teresa cried out in grief.
Henry groaned as he began to use his magic to help rise the Brisby home, hoping his magic would be enough. On top of the block, one of the makeshift lines snapped.
Justin used that time to run to the bank to get more rope, leaving Mrs. Brisby on the block alone.  "Another line!  Catch a rope!  Hurry up," he commanded.
"Justin," Mrs. Brisby called out to the rat.
Justin threw Mrs. Brisby a life ring as the block had sunk so far that anyone approaching risked being sucked down.
"It's too heavy," Henry strained as his magic wasn't holding.
"Come on, Henry," Angelina cried out in despair.
"I don't think I can hold it much longer," Henry moaned a bit, "not even MY magic can help!"
"Then we'll help," Angelina said, "because we yet have one magic left inside us."
"You do," Henry asked in surprise, "Angelina, I don't know if you should risk it if you have any magic left in you."
Soon Angelina held William's hand even if they were just friends before Alice held William's other hand and Patch held Alice's other hand, and where they began to glow the same fashion that they glowed with the Mane Six.
"Angelina, are you sure about this," Patch asked.
"It's worth a shot..." Angelina replied, "it's the only magic we have left."
"What about the amulet," William asked.
"I'm not sure...c'mon, guys, let's use the magic of friendship," Angelina said.
"Angelina, is it really you," William asked since Angelina sounded odd to speak about this sort of fact.
"Yes," Angelina cried out in grief, "I don't want us to lose our magic!"
"Well, alright," Alice said.
Henry groaned as his grip began to slip a bit.
"Henry, hang on," Angelina pleaded to him.
"Can't...hold on...much...LONGER," Henry cried out in despair.
"You can do it, Henry," Angelina warned him.
"I...I don't think I can hang on," Henry said to her.
"Henry, you are the strongest guy......uh...one of them, I know," Angelina warned him. "Please! Hang on a bit longer for Mrs. Brisby! Do it for us! Do it for..." she paused a bit while trying to help motivate him, "Penelope! Do it for Priscilla!"
That did it, and where it was holding up the Brisby home until the amulet around Mrs. Brisby's neck started to glow.
Angelina flinched at first before beaming as she gave Henry a pep rally. "I almost had to sing to ya," she said.
"Were you gonna sing that Gaston song," Henry rolled his eyes.
"...Perhaps," Angelina replied.
"Angelina...." William said before pointing to Mrs. Brisby's amulet.
Angelina looked over and saw the glowing amulet.  "Of course...you guys were right...." she said as she memorized what Nicodemus said, "courage of the heart is very rare...the Stone has a strength if it's there."
Soon Mrs. Brisby held onto the amulet, but only for a while before she let go as it burned.
"Mrs. Brisby," Patch asked in worry.
Then Mrs. Brisby tried to hold onto the amulet as she let it go and soon, a deep power seemed to console her.
"Elizabeth, I know you are braver than you think you are..." a male familiar voice warned the widowed mouse, "I've always believed in you...you're a wonderful mother...a grand wife...I miss you every day, and I know you can be as brave as I was for our children and everyone else outside of Thorn Valley."
Soon the rope connecting to the Brisby home floated up to Mrs. Brisby. Soon Angelina bit on her nails as she didn't know where this was going. Soon Mrs. Brisby caught the rope and the power of the amulet ran down it into the mud. Soon, the mud was glowing and churning as the block raised up with light streaming from it in all separate directions, eventually floating free above the ground. Mrs. Brisby guided it over to the hole made by Henry and the rats, and lowered it into place.
"I...I don't believe it," Angelina gasped from what she just saw.
"No," Ratigan frowned.
"I think our magic of friendship should help out against Ratigan," Alice said.
"Do you think it'll really help," Angelina asked.
"Angelina, if you believe it will, I wish it'll help us against Ratigan if anything, even if Jadis took any other parts of our magic," William consoled in a brotherly voice.
"Besides, friendship is the most powerful magic of all," Patch grinned.
Soon the four joined hands together as they all seemed to glow the same colors of their Elements of Harmony. And where they soon ponied-up as they floated in the air. Henry soon looked around before taking a look as he looked proud of the adventure group. Ratigan saw the adventure group and was about to crush them only for their magic of friendship to hit him.
"Take this, you dirty! Low! Vile! Verminous! RAT," Angelina snapped at Ratigan to be rid of him once and for all.
And where he would be rid of once and for all with both the combination of the magic of friendship and the Miniforce's pointer. Ratigan yelled out as he was in a grand deal of pain right about now like Jenner had been earlier. Soon he was done away by both attacks.
"Is...is he...is Ratigan..." Angelina asked.
"I don't think you have to concern about him anymore, Angelina," Henry said calmly.
"Whew," Angelina sighed.
"You did a great job though," Henry grinned sincerely.
"Uh...thank you," Angelina said, a bit bashfully to him.
"But now what have we done," Alice asked.
"Well, if I were you, I'd check on Mrs. Brisby," Henry pointed out.
"Mrs. Brisby," the adventure group yelped as they gathered around the widowed mouse who seemed to have passed out in exhaustion.
Mrs. Brisby let out a small moan as she awakened, but she wasn't back home, she found herself in a special plain.
"Elizabeth....I'm very proud of you......" a voice spoke to the widowed mouse.
"Jonathan," Mrs. Brisby asked.
The next day came and where Timmy was starting to awaken.  Soon Teresa bandaged up Mrs. Brisby's hands.
"Mum, I'm sick of bed, I want to get up," Timmy spoke up.
"Well, you're not awake," Mrs. Brisby warned him, making him sulk.
"Miss Briz!  Oh, Briz," Jeremy's voice called out, "where are you?"
"Over here," Mrs. Brisby called back to him.
"Here it is!  I brought all the mess," Jeremy beamed as he came over, dumping an entire mess.  "There's yet a lot of where this came from.  I have a connection," he realized something, "hey!  Your house has moved!  Oh, dear!  What are you going to do with this string?"
"Oh, you'll think about something," Mrs. Brisby said.
"Ah, what do you use it for," Jeremy sighed heavily as he turned and started to walk off with his head down low, "what's a man like me going to do with the nest of love any matter?"
Then out of nowhere, another crow flew in and where it was a female as she smashed into Jeremy.  The others looked over in a bit of surprise.
"Excuse me, forgive me," Jeremy said to the female crow.
"Excuse me, forgive me," the female crow replied.
"Look, Mummy!  Another turkey," Cynthia pointed out as she crept closer to the grass for a better look.
"Be there," Jeremy warned the female crow before exploding out of the grass, sending Cynthia running for shelter as he came to the widowed mouse hopefully, "Miss Briz!  Miss Briz!  Let me have the glitter!  I just must have that five G's!  Miss B, I have to do it!  Girls can't exist shining, oh, please!  Pleeeeeeeaaase?!"
"I gave it to Justin," Mrs. Brisby warned him.
"Justin," Jeremy asked, "who is Justin?"
"Leader of the Smashed Team," Mrs. Brisby nodded to that.
"The rat leader," Jeremy yelped to the widowed mouse, "how can I do this to me?  What do I say?  Mrs. B, what have I done?"
"Well, uh..." Mrs. Brisby paused.
"Athletic," Jeremy spoke up.
"Yes, athletic," Mrs. Brisby added.
"Oh!  Yes!  Athletic!  I'll just be a little------AAUGH," Jeremy said as soon as he ran, but tripped over Cynthia, vanishing back into the grasses.
Cynthia went to the undergrowth and soon she heard some laughter.  She peered out and found that Jeremy and the female crow were both fully tangled in his string, laughing and barking their heads off.
Soon Cynthia went back to Mrs. Brisby.
"Mum, did the mice really go to Thorn Valley," Teresa asked.
"Yes, they did," Mrs. Brisby nodded.
"Do we ever see them," Martin asked.
"Maybe," Mrs. Brisby shrugged.
"Today," Cynthia grinned.
"No," Mrs. Brisby laughed, "if you're older."
"Briiiiisby," Auntie Shrew's voice called out.
"Oh!  Auntie Shrew," Teresa realized.
"Oh, Auntie," Cynthia called out.
"Oh, dear," Martin moaned.
Soon Jeremy and his new girlfriend flew off together to live happily ever after on their own.
Executive ProducersSHERYL STAMPS LEACHDENNIS DESHAZER
Supervising ProducerJIM ROWLEY
Senior ProducerJEFF GITTLE
DirectorSTEVEN FELDMAN
WriterMITCH LOBROVICH
Consulting ProducersLINDA HOUSTONBEN VAUGHN
Educational SpecialistsMARY ANN DUDKO, Ph.D.MARGIE LARSEN, M.Ed.
Performance DirectorPENNY WILSON
Production DesignerBOB LAVALLEE
Music DirectorJOE PHILLIPSSOUNDELUX, FLORIDA
Cast:Barney's Voice • BOB WESTBarney's Costume • DAVID JOYNERMiss Etta Kette • BRICE ARMSTRONGScooter McNutty • TODD DUFFY
Cast:Stephen • CHASE GALLATINHannah • MARISA KUERSKim • ERICA RHODESRobert • ANGEL VELASCO
Production ManagerCHARLOTTE SPIVEY
Associate DirectorERIC NORBERG
Writing CoordinatorPERRI VERDINO-GATES
Art DirectorELIZABETH SAGAN VELTEN
Wardrobe Supervisor/DesignerLISA ODETTE ALBERTSON
Lighting DesignerKEN CRAIG
Lighting DirectorMURRAY CAMPBELL
Stage ManagerJENA ATCHISON
Post Production SupervisorDAVID BAERTSCH
Technical Operations SupervisorRANDY BREEDLOVE
EditorsBRYAN NORFOLKMCKEE SMITH
Audio DirectorDAVID BOOTHE
Production AudioRON BALENTINE
Make-Up DesignJEANIE L. D'IORIO
Manager of Music ServicesJILL HANCE
Manager of Talent ServicesJULIE HUTCHINGS
Script SupervisorCATHERINE REYNOLDS
Original Barney, Baby Bopand B.J. costumes byIRENE COREYDESIGN ASSOCIATES
"I Love You" lyrics byLEE BERNSTEIN (BMI)Melody Traditional© Shimbarah Music (BMI)
Produced by The Lyons Group andConnecticut Public Television
For Connecticut Public TelevisionExecutive in ChargeLARRY RIFKIN
Barney and the Backyard Gang™and Barney & Friends® wereoriginally developed bySHERYL LEACH,KATHY PARKERand DENNIS DESHAZER.
Executive in ChargeRICHARD C. LEACH
Copyright © 1982 Lyons Partnership, L.P.All rights reserved.The names and the characters Barney and B.J."Barney & Friends" and the Barney and children logo areReg. U.S. Pat. & Tm Off. The name and charactersBaby Bop are trademarks of Lyons Partnership, L.P.