It seemed to be a calm and quiet night with LJ and Zofia as they were getting settled in. They had some pizza for dinner, and Selina allowed them to watch a movie tonight until they would get some sleep since their parents were out that evening.
"All right, you guys can watch any movie you want, as long as it isn't Rated-R." Selina told her grandniece and nephew as she was their nanny for whenever their parents were gone.
"Brother... You have to see this..." Zofia said in surprise.
"What? What is it?" asked LJ.
Zofia soon took out their copy of An American Tail which seemed to have extra characters on the front cover like their parents along with their Uncle Atticus and Aunt Mo like they were in the movie too. "It's like those movies that have Tom and Jerry on the cover." she then told her brother.
"How oddly coincidental..." LJ remarked.
"I have so many questions..." Zofia muttered slightly.
"After all the stuff our parents went through, my suspension of disbelief is kinda shattered." LJ replied.
"Would you like to watch it?" Selina smiled to her grandniece and nephew.
"YEAH!" They both replied.
"All right, go put it in, I'll be right with you kittens." Selina smiled as she decided to make some hot chocolate.
"Awesome!" LJ cheered.
Selina smiled as she made them all some hot chocolate.
"I just love her, I really do." Zofia beamed about Selina.
"Same here!" LJ agreed.
They soon put in the movie and sat on the couch as their great-aunt made them hot chocolate to go with the movie.
"Alright, showtime!" LJ noted as the movie started.
"This should be good." Zofia said to her brother.
They soon began to watch the movie as they were shown a very long time before they were born in the 1800's.
In Russia, four people were preparing to make the journey to America; as well as their fellow tenants, the Mouskevitz family.
"Why are we here again?" Cherry asked.
"We have to help the Mousekewitz family get to America, even if they think there aren't any cats there." Atticus reminded.
"Yeah, but there are!" Lionel shivered, giving a light sneeze. "And they don't even know it!"
"Bless you, Lionel." Mo said to the boy.
"Th-Thanks, Mo." Lionel sniffled.
They soon walked along before they were shrunk down into mice in order to blend in for the adventure, passing by a Toy Store which was also run by a mouse who seemed to be an older male mouse with a very young daughter.
"This must be the place..." Lionel noted.
They soon knocked on the door.
"Are ve expecting company?" The man mouse of the house asked. "Do you think it might be my sister?"
"Ve'll see." The female mouse said as she answered the door.
The door soon opened and they were shown the Mousekewitz family.
"Hey, there." Atticus smiled.
"Good evening, everyone." Lionel added.
"Hello," Papa Mousekewitz told them. "It's nice to have visitors."
They all soon came in and introduced themselves as they met the Mousekewitz family which were Mama and Papa with their little ones: Tanya, Fievel, and Baby Yasha.
"Tell me... Do you like violin?" Papa smiled to the company.
"Yes, violin is alright." Lionel nodded.
"Ah, vunderful," Papa smiled. "You've arrived on a special night."
"Is it one of the Master's affairs?" Cherry replied.
"Uh... No..." Papa said, not getting her joke, but she smirked, unable to resist saying that since he said what he said. "It's a special holiday in the Mousekevitz house. We are telling stories and exchanging gifts vith vun another."
"Astounding...!" Lionel beamed, before he sneezed. "Sorry about that..."
"Gesundheit." Papa told him.
"Thanks!" Lionel replied.
They soon came in to settle with the mouse family. Yasha looked up at Mo before cooing to her.
"Hello, sweetie~" Mo cooed back to the baby mouse.
"Aw... She's so adorable!" Lionel gushed.
"She really is... May I hold her?" Mo replied.
"Of course, just be careful." Mama said.
"Don't worry," Mo smiled as she soon carried Yasha in her arms. "I'm great with babies, especially with my little brother back home."
"Better you than me," Lionel replied. "I am SUPER-nervous, holding someone smaller than myself. Makes me shaky."
"I'm sure you could get the hang of it someday." Mo smiled to him.
"Yeah..." Atticus replied. "Mo, you might be an amazing mother someday."
"Aw, I don't know about that." Mo smiled bashfully about becoming a mother.
"Hey, he's right," Lionel added. "Sure as Atticus being a great dad. A little overprotective, but still great."
"He's been my brother for seven years." Cherry replied.
Papa smiled as he seemed to have fun and began to play violin for everyone as this seemed to be a very fun night for all.
"Tanya, Fievel? Vill you stop that twirling, twirling?" Mama sighed. "Uh, no. No more. That's it. Time for bed. Come."
"But, Mama, it's Hanukkah!" Papa replied.
"For you, every night is Hanukkah," Mama told her husband. "Papa, enough already. They'll never get to sleep."
"Enthusiastic little fellows, aren't they?" asked Lionel.
"Children... Vhat can you do?" Mama sighed to herself.
"Exactly!" Lionel agreed.
"All right, all right." Papa replied.
"Presents?" Fievel smiled as he walked over. "What about presents?"
"Presents? Vhat presents?" Papa replied.
Lionel and the others looked on. Papa hid a small smile as everyone looked to him.
"Oh, Papa..." Mama sighed to her husband.
"Just a joke. For Tanya, a new babushka," Papa chuckled as he came to his older daughter. "Happy Hanukkah."
"Oh, Papa, thank you!" Tanya beamed.
"Ah, that's sweet." Lionel smiled.
"You only have vun parent?" Mama teased her daughter.
"Thank you, Mama." Tanya then smiled.
The kids all smiled at this.
"And for you, Fievel, a new hat, and not just any hat," Papa smiled as he took the hat off of his head, giving it to his son. "A new hat that has been in the family for three generations. It belonged to me, my father, and my father's father, and now, it belongs to you. Happy Hanukkah."
"Cool!" Lionel grinned.
"It's too big!" Fievel pouted.
"You'll grow." Mama told him.
"Ah, did I ever tell you about the Giant Mouse of Minsk?" Papa asked them.
"No." The siblings replied.
"This oughta be good." Lionel smirked.
"Was it anything like the mouse with the long hair that the prince climbed up?" Tanya asked her father.
"No. This mouse, the Mouse of Minsk, was tall as a tree," Papa replied. "His tail was a mile long."
"Whoa!" Lionel gasped.
"Nice..." Atticus commented.
"He was so big, he frightened all the cats." Papa continued.
"Shh! Don't say that vord," Mama scolded her husband. "Talk about something else."
"America." Tanya said.
"Another fairy tale." Mama commented.
"America. Vhat a place!" Papa smiled to his children.
"So I've heard." Lionel replied.
"Yeah..." Cherry hid a small smirk.
"What a place!" Fievel and Tanya beamed.
"In America, there are mouse holes in every vall." Papa continued.
"Who says?" Mama asked.
"Everyone!" They all replied.
"In America, there are bread crumbs on every floor!" Papa smiled.
"Okay, that's somewhat true." Lionel replied.
"Especially at my house with the way my father eats." Cherry added.
"You're talking nonsense." Mama told her husband.
"In America, you can say anything you want, but most important, and this I know for fact, in America, there are no cats." Papa replied before whispering the last part.
"Alright... Now I know that you're exaggerating." Lionel replied.
"Shh! They'll hear you!" Mama scolded.
"How can they hear us?" Papa shrugged.
"Well, they are very big!" Lionel stated.
There was soon a rumbling in the Mousekewitz home.
"And I think that might be some now." Cherry said nervously.
"Uh-oh... Prepare for evacuation!" Lionel yelped.
Baby Yasha soon began to cry.
"Ooh, it's okay, sweetie, don't cry." Mo cooed, trying to comfort the baby mouse.
"Yeah, we're gonna getcha outta here!" Lionel agreed.
"Don't worry, Yasha, I'll scare 'em away!" Fievel told his baby sister as he ran out of his home with a pot and ladle to take care of the cats.
"Are you crazy?!" Cherry yelped. "They'll eat you alive!"
"Not to mention those utensils are way too little to scare anybody!" Lionel added.
Fievel soon kept going anyway.
"I better go after him." Atticus sighed as he volunteered himself.
"Good idea, dude," Lionel replied. "We're rootin' for ya."
Atticus nodded and soon rushed outside to go after Fievel.
"At least this isn't like The Secret of NIMH?" Cherry smiled nervously.
"Thank goodness for that..." Lionel agreed.
"Pretty sure I'll have to take care of that in the future," Cherry said. "...I plan to anyway. I'm not sure about Timmy to the Rescue yet though... I really liked the Nostalgia Critic's review of that though."
"I'll probably watch the review sometime this week..." Lionel noted.
Fievel soon screamed as some cats came after him now.
"I knew this would happen." Atticus said to himself as he soon jumped high in the air and landed on a cat's back.
"Maybe this'll be like Tom & Jerry." Cherry commented.
"In a Don Bluth movie? Fuggeddaboutit!" Lionel replied.
"I tried." Cherry shrugged.
"Yeah, but honestly? I could do without all the Tom & Jerry direct-to-video films WB makes." LJ replied.
Atticus soon tried to steer the cats away through the snow as they moved like trains.
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?" Fievel asked.
"Don't worry, kid, I got this." Atticus smiled.
"Trust him!" Lionel yelled.
"I got this!" Atticus yelled back as he took care of the cats.
"He's good..." Lionel noted. "Not to mention he's managing to survive!"
Atticus dipped and dodged through the swarm of angry cats, keeping Fievel out of their paws. Fievel looked very scared.
"Go away, cats!" Atticus glared as he took Fievel to bring him back home to safety.
"How do you do that?" Fievel asked him.
"You could say I'm a mighty mouse, but don't worry," Atticus replied. "I'll help you out and your family. Think of me as like your big brother."
"I've always wanted a big brother." Fievel smiled softly from that.
"Well, then let's get outta here so you can live to enjoy it!" Lionel called to them.
The cats seemed to crash as they soon gave up and ran away. Atticus soon came back over as he brought over Fievel, but it seemed unlikely to go back home now.
"Fievel, angel, are you alright?" Mama cooed to her son.
"Yes, Mama." Fievel said calmly.
"Then never do that again!" Mama then scolded him sharply.
"At least you're alive..." Lionel sighed. "That's not too much to ask for..."
"We all are..." Mo said as she carried Baby Yasha.
"Mama, look!" Tanya gasped.
Everybody came to see what she found which was the Mousekewitz home which was damaged beyond repair due to the cat attack.
"In America, there are no cats." Papa said somberly.
"For our sakes, I hope you're right..." Lionel replied as they headed to the pier.
They were soon in Hamburg, Germany. It was a tragic and fatal night last night as everybody lined up to board a ship to take them to the beautiful country of America where all their dreams would come true. Or at least, that's what all the mice and immigrating humans had hoped for as it was a very different time.
"Gotta love this music." Cherry mumbled towards the nearby band.
"I've heard worse." Lionel replied with a shrug.
Fievel looked around as he held his father's tail as they walked up the rope together to board onto the ship before he suddenly stopped.
"Hey! What's the hold-up?" Cherry complained.
"Look, Papa! Water!" Fievel beamed. "Is it the ocean?"
"Yes, keep valking." Papa told him as they went back on track.
"All aboard who's going aboard!" Atticus announced as he joined the others.
"Cheesy." Cherry told him.
"Critic." Atticus retorted.
They soon walked along again as the band played their music again, only to get stopped again.
"Look, Papa! Smoke!" Fievel cried out. "Is the boat on fire?"
"No, no, keep valking!" Papa told him.
"Look, any questions you might have, just save them for when we finish getting on the boat!" Lionel replied.
"Oh... Okay..." Fievel said.
"Good..." Cherry muttered as she walked off with the others.
On the bright side, the rest of the walk up the gangplank was quiet.
"Thank goodness." Mo whispered a bit as she carried Baby Yasha for the Mousekewitz parents.
"I just want to see." Fievel pouted.
"Fievel, this is the last time I take you to America." Papa said lightly.
"Bye-Bye!" Fievel waved as it was time to leave.
"Hehhhhhhh." Lionel chuckled as they went below deck.