The Cine-magic Series: Tom and Jerry: The Movie

"Oh, my poor little Robyn!" an overweight woman in a purple and pink blouse wailed dramatically. "Oh, find her, officer. Please! The poor child."

The woman turned away and cried into her hands. The police office put a sympathetic hand on her shoulder. The poor woman is in complete hysterics over her lost child.

"There, there, Miss Figg. We'll find the little girl. I promise you. I'll call for a status report right now."

The officer exited the lobby room of the mansion Miss Figg was living in.

"Oh, please. Please,” Miss Figg wailed. "I don't know how I'll live without her."

She sobbed as she closed the sliding doors, making sure that the officer was out of sight.

"You won't be able to live without her, Pristine,” a voice said from the other side of the room.

"Shut up, Lickboot, you hoodoo,” Figg snapped.

She turned to a lankier man wearing a blue suit, sitting by the fireplace. He held a cup of tea, looking as formal as they come.

"But it's true, Pristine. Without Robyn, Daddy Starling's trust fund money will go bye, bye, bye and you'll be out in the cold, cold, cold."

"And you with me, Lickboot,” the woman pointed a finger at him. "Now stop talking. You're a lawyer. Scheme."

She emphasized "scheme" greatly and tapped her finger against her head. Also, in the room, an obese dog on a skateboard began to laugh.

"You find this amusing, Ferdy, you fat freeloader?" Figg asked angrily. "You're the one who let her get away!"

Ferdinand tried coming up with an excuse.

"I-I was eating,” His raspy, nasally voice finally mustered up.

"I know you were eating. You're always eating," Figg rolled her eyes exhaustively.

She then picked up a pink-frosted cupcake off the table with a wide smile.

"You want this cupcake?" She asked in a sickly sweet tone.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah." The obese pooch nodded his head and licked his lips.

He wagged his tail, but his smile turned to a frown, thinking that his owner was giving him false hope.

"Fetch!"

Figg through the cupcake across the room. Ferdinand hastily got his skateboard rolling. He lined himself up with the cupcake's trajectory and snatched the sugary treat in his mouth and gulped it down all at once. He licked his lips and rubbed his stomach in satisfaction, but he wasn't watching where his was going. The obese dog crashed into the sliding doors with a thud.

"Shoot!” he squawked.

"Just pray that the police find her or we're doomed to return to the ranks of the peasantry," Lickboot got up from his seat.

Miss Figg gasped in horror at the implications the lawyer was getting at. Even Ferdinand gulped apprehensively.

"And you better hope this rumor that dashing, Daddy Starling may have survived the avalanche is just a rumor. Or we'll be worse than ordinary. We'll be..."

"Don't say it,” Figg interrupted, dread etched on her rotund face.

"...poor," Lickboot said.

"Penniless,” Figg added.

"Bankrupt."

"No more money?"

"We've got to have...money,” the lawyer said wickedly.

The sound of the doorbell cut Figg's and Lickboot's financial fantasy to an end. The greedy lady made her way to the front door. She opened it to find the police officer holding a resistant Robyn.

"I can't go back. I won't." The little girl finally pulled out of the officer's grasp... Only to be snatched up by her guardian.

"Gotcha, you little..." Miss Figg stopped herself, noticing the cop was literally standing right there. "...darling."

She hugged Robyn in tight, loving hug, to which Robyn was vehemently against.

"See? Here she is. Safe and sound. We found her down by the old bridge," the officer explained.

His attention turned down to the cat, mouse, dragon, and six ponies around his feet.

"Tom! Jerry! Spike! Girls!" Robyn tore away from Figg's grasp and ran to them.

"Who?" Figg asked in confusion.

"They're my new friends. Let me keep them. They won't be any bother. Please?"

While Tom and Jerry stood with innocent and pleading looks. The Mane 6 and Spike mostly remained stoic. They were conscious of the fact that the woman standing before them was the mean, greedy guardian of Robyn, who didn't really take care of her at all.

"Pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Figg,” Twilight said in her most polite voice.

"It's Miss Figg,” Figg corrected coldly "And you guys can talk?"

"Yupper-doos! Why wouldn't we?" PInkie said with a big smile.

Figg just crossed her arms, clearly not taking a liking of more animals in her house. Tom weakly sauntered over to the woman and fell at her feet, clutching her skirt.

"Meow,” he cutely said, while fluttering his eye lids.

"Oh, brother," Jerry grumbled.

"He really likes to drive it home, huh?" Rainbow said.

"Oh, you have no idea,” the mouse replied.

"Please?" Robyn continued to plead.

"Under the circumstances, it might be a good idea, ma'am, if you know what I mean,” the officer said.

Miss Figg quiet grumble turned into a growl. She clenched her teeth angrily. The other were worried that she would explode on them.

"That's just what I was thinking, officer,” her expression turned all sweet and kind. "Of course you can keep them, darling."

The two-sided woman pushed Tom off her dress.

"Woah. That was quite the 180,” Rainbow said.

"For a moment I thought she was going physically kick us off the property,” Rarity added.

"I can?" Robyn said with excitement.

"See? She's not as bad as you thought,” Jerry assured.

"Or it's just a facade," Applejack whispered.

"Oh, good grief. At least give her the benefit of the doubt."

"Sorry, Jerry, but we can't just ignore Robyn's earlier warnings, either," Twilight express her wariness.

"You'll stay, won't you? You'll have a new home again,” Robyn said wishfully.

"Of course, Robyn,” Fluttershy smiled warmly. “You're our friend, after all."

"Wait, but me and girls already have homes back in Equestria,” Spike pointed out.

"I think she was referring to Tom and Jerry,” the purple alicorn said.

"But, you will stay though,” Robyn asked to reconfirm.

"Yes. Absolutely."

"Will I? You bet," Tom agreed.

Robyn let Jerry step onto her hand and lifted him up.

"Uh, him, too?"

"Of course him, too,” the girl responded.

"Ya really need to start admittin' 'im as part of this'ere friend group," Applejack said.

"Thanks, Robyn,” Jerry crossed his arms and looked at Tom.

"Just make you way inside and make yourselves at home I guess,” Figg said, though not sounding all too welcoming. "But, do keep an eye on those miniature horses."

"Horses?! We're ponies for your information, lady!" Rainbow yelled.

"Same difference.”

"Ugh. What is it with every world always calling us horses?" Rarity huffed.

"Let's not worry about that and let's just get situated in our "temporary" home,” Twilight said.

As the group of friends went inside, Miss Figg turned to the officer, who by now was turning away to head back to work

"Officer. You wouldn't be able to join us for a little celebration snack, would you?”

A smile crept up on the officer’s face.

"Well, sure, I-"

"I didn't think so,” she cut him off. "Too bad duty calls and all that. I understand. Mucho thanks and AU REVOIR!"

The overweight woman slammed the door in the officer's face. She turned back to the others.

"Ferdy?" she called out.

The obese dog raced around the corner to her on his skateboard. Fluttershy gasped at the blatant unhealthiest of the poor animal.

"Show our new guests to the kitchen and give them something special to eat."

"Special,” the dog laughed and licked his lips.

He rolled off toward the kitchen.

"I suppose it would be nice to get a full meal,” Spike said.

"You're telling me. I'm beyond hungry," Rainbow flapped her wings.

"You know Robyn was generous enough to share her food with us," Rarity pointed out.

"Sorry, Rarity, but one cookies isn't enough to satisfy me," The cyan pegasus said.

Fluttershy was the last to follow. She looked over at Miss Figg.

"You really should give Ferdinand some exercise. It isn't healthy for him to be that overweight."

Figg gave the butter-yellow pegasus a nasty look.

"I'm already a bit on the fence on letting your friends stay here. You wouldn't want me to change my mind, would you,” she asked in an evil sweet tone.

Fluttershy stepped back a bit.

"N-N-No. Not at all,” the pegasus shook her head.

"Good. Now scurry off!" the woman yelled.

Fluttershy yelped and ran off to catch up with her friends. Robyn was about to follow when Figg harshly grabbed her by the arm.

"As for you, orphan. For running away and tattling to your friends about my treatment toward you, you're going to bed without dinner,” she said angrily.

"Wait. How did you know about that?" Robyn asked, horrified.

"Oh, please. It's obvious from there expressions that they're cautious and skeptical about me for a reason. And what other reason than that you told them about your treatment. You should be thankful that I'm allowing them to stay here at all. So for trying to escape by tattling, you're going to bed hungry. And your bed is back in the attic where orphans belong."

Figg pointed up the long, lonely stairs that led up to the top floor. Robyn felt nothing but dull sadness. After living with her cruel aunt for as long as she had, such horrible treatment was to expected. Still though, the pain in her heart remained burning.

Tom, Jerry, and the Mane 7 were lead through a pair of western-style saloon doors and were met with the kitchen.

"Now that's what I call eats," Tom said, taking in the entire sight.

Twilight looked at him weirdly.

"Who says "eats" in that kind of context?" she asked.

"I do."

"Never mind that. Look at all the food here!" Rainbow exclaimed.

The kitchen was absolutely massive. Counters and tables were lined of all kinds of cuisine. Sweets and baked goods, fresh fruits, cheeses, breads, casseroles, and a wide array of meats. The group of friends all gawked at the display.

"Whoa, nelly. It's like a royal feast in'ere,” Applejack stated.

"Come to momma!" Pinkie raced off and tackled a chocolate cake sitting on one of the tables.

"Pinkie! Have you no manners?" Rarity exclaimed.

"Well, she's on the right track of one thing,” Jerry rubbed his hands together. "Let's help are ourselves to some of this food."

Meanwhile, Ferdinand rolled on up to a steaming ribeye steak. He licked his lips as his saliva flew everywhere. The rest of the friends toured around the kitchen, looking for anything that caught their eyes.

"I'm seeing a lot of meat here,” Spike stated.

"What's your point?" Tom asked.

"Just seems a bit excessive. I mean, even Ferdinand’s helping himself to a piece of meat."

"Well, I find it to bit quite disturbing. Honestly, who needs this much meat?" Rarity asked, keeping her eyes away from the cold cuts.

"Y-Y-You're telling m-me,” Fluttershy looked to by on the verge of fainting.

"Don't worry, girls. I'm sure there's something for us,” Twilight said.

That's when Ferdinand slid a pet bowl up to them. At first, they thought it was a kind gesture, until they looked at the bowl's contents.

"Okay, this is not what I meant,” the alicorn asked in disgust. “What the hay even is that?”

Whatever it was, it was lumpy and had a gross, yellow color. It certainly did not look like food at all. The ponies and dragon all wretched at the sight and the stench.

"Who would even want to eat that?" Fluttershy took a step back.

Rainbow brought her wings up to her muzzle to keep from smelling it.

"It looks like a bowl of s-"

"It's not getting eaten. That's for sure," Jerry said.

"You can't honestly expect us to eat this?" Rarity yelled at the obese pooch.

Of course, Ferdinand wasn't listening. He was still lapping up the piping hot steak.

"Umm...Let's just find something ourselves,” Twilight, with her magic, grabbed a cluster of grapes hanging off the counter. "Like these grapes."

"Oh, I like grapes," Fluttershy picked a couple of their stems.

"That...sounds nice,” Applejack wasn't as thrilled as the others. "I'm gonna look for other, more appealin' options. If ya don't mind."

"I think I'll go and see if there's anything else around, too,” Rarity said.

"If not, we can just follow in Pinkie's hoofsteps," Rainbow followed the unicorn.

"I suppose. Though, Rainbow, what exactly were you going to say before Jerry interrupted you?"

"Oh. Swamp muck. I've seen that kind of stuff and it's not pretty."

"Oh, good. Because I thought you were about to take a page out of Cloud's book of colorful vocabulary."

"What are you implying?"

"Oh, nothing. Don't worry about it, darling."

Twilight and Fluttershy was still munching on the fresh grapes.

"I wonder what else they have… Aside from the meat, of course,” Spike threw a grape into his mouth.

"I'm sure there's plenty to things around. Don't worry,” Twilight petted the dragon's head fins.

"While you're at it..." Tom suddenly kicked the bowl of unknown substance right back at Ferdinand.

The overweight dog was too preoccupied with his meal to spot in the incoming projectile. The bowl smashed into his face, yellowish brown fluids splattering everywhere.

"Was that really necessary?" Fluttershy asked.

"Eh, might do him some good,” Tom shrugged. "Now, if you don't mind me, I'm gonna enjoy myself with some fresh ham."

The grey pussycat leapt onto the counter with Jerry following after him.

"I think I'm gonna go after Rarity and Rainbow," Spike took off.

"Ok, but don't overload yourself with sweets,” Twilight called out to her.

By this point, Ferdinand had pulled the bowl off his muzzle. His face had been morphed to fit inside the bowl. The overweight dog pulled his muzzle back to normal, then gnashed his teeth with fury. As Spike passed by, Ferdinand glared daggers at him. The dragon gave him a wary looked and walked away at a faster pace. The obese dog angrily looked around for the perpetrators.

Meanwhile, Tom and Jerry were situating themselves with the freshly-cooked ham sitting on one of the tables. The cat cut a thick slice of juicy meat onto his plate. Jerry held out his plate, anticipating a slice. Tom then cut a comedically small slice of ham and placed it on Jerry's plate. The mouse stared at it with confusion and disappointment. Ferdinand searched around for the pair on the tables. Soon as he spotted them, he grinned evilly.

As Jerry stared at the tiny slice, Tom squeezed his cheek and patted him on the head. Of course, it was a mocking gesture, which only angered Jerry even more. A threw the plate down, causing it to shatter, and looked around for anything that could exact his retaliation. The mouse's eyes fell on a gravy boat, filled to the brown with thick, brown gravy. He smiled maliciously and, right as Tom was about to take a bite of his ham, Jerry jumped up and stomped on end of the spoon in the gravy boat. A spoonful of gravy catapulted from the cup and shot right into Tom's mouth. The impact knocked Tom back and bit and caused him to drop his fork. He angrily grabbed Jerry and glared at him. A pulled back his fist, seemingly like he was about to punch the mouse.

"Uh, guys, I hate to interrupt your little quarrel, but I think Ferdinand didn't take to the bowl thing very well," Twilight said.

The cat and mouse heard the growling and looked back to see the obese dog rolling toward them, his face riddled with malicious intent. He growled at the two. Tom smiled innocently and dropped Jerry. The mouse made a run for it, but Tom grabbed a whole birthday cake and handed over to Ferdinand. The dog's mood changed immediately. He licked his lips with delight, no longer thinking about hurting the cat. Tom then threw the cake high into the air. Ferdinand watched it fly into the air, then glared back at the cat. The cake, however landed right on top of him. Ferdinand was now covered in candles and pink frosting. He held on candle in one raised paw and held to plate against his body, making the dog look like a pink Statute of Liberty.

Ferdinand heard the sounds of laughter coming from the other side of the kitchen. Those laughs belonged to Rainbow Dash and Spike, who were watching to entire spectacle. Now, he was even more furious. The obese pooch shook off the frosting and candles and jumped back. He clawed the ground as steam snorted from his nostrils like a raging bull. His head pinned into horns and he shoulders humped forward. He charged at the two. Jerry clambered up a display stand, while Tom ran for his life, while Ferdinand gave chase.

"Should we...do something about that?" Fluttershy asked to Twilight.

"Don't worry, girls. I got this,” Jerry said.

Taking a sausage rope, the mouse whipped it around like a lasso and tossed it at the raging, overweight dog.

It wrapped around Ferdinand's neck, causing him to shoot back from inertia. He landed on his head and rolled back onto his skateboard. Jerry darted across the sausage links and bounced off Ferdinand's snout like a diving board. By this point, Twilight and Fluttershy had flown up to the table to assess the entire situation.

"Oh, my,” Fluttershy said.

Twilight was quick to realize that Jerry had no safe place to land. She spotted a plate of green gelatin. Grasping it in her magic, she slid it over to Jerry landing spot. The mouse bounced on it, but was pretty much unhurt.

"Nice catch, Twilight,” Jerry struggled to keep his balance.

"No problem, Jerry.”

Ferdinand, on the other hand was laughing his hindquarters off. For some reason, he found Jerry's troubles with the gelatin to be absolutely hilarious.

"That dog's weird," Twilight muttered.

That's when Tom had an idea. A spiteful grin formed on his face. Before the two ponies knew it, Tom had kicked the entire gelatin at Ferdinand. Both pegasus and alicorn ducked as the tray sailed over their heads and zeroed in on Ferdinand. With the dog still laughing, the jiggly mass slid right into his mouth. Ferdinand was shot back and dumbly laid there, his body wobbling and swaying from the whole gelatin inside him.

“You just love causing trouble, don’t you?” Twilight said with an annoyed frown.

“He had it coming,” Tom argued flatly.

He and Jerry went back to feasting on the assortment of food.

"Mind, handing me that sandwich?" Twilight asked politely.

Tom handed the salad sandwich to her, which she delightfully began munching.

"Hey, gals. Ah found a perfectly good apple pie sittin' on the counter,” Applejack walked up to them with the pie on her back. "Granted, it ain't as good as Granny Smith's, but it's still mighty tasty."

"Oh, that's great found something, Applejack,” Fluttershy said happily.

The positive moment didn't last long as Ferdinand blasted through the assortments of entrees with a look of violence in his eyes. He was beyond enraged at this point, now wielding a fork and a steak knife. He growled at the group.

"What's gotten him all riled up?" the orange earth pony asked, slightly uneased.

"Tom thought it was a good idea to kick the bowl of goop at his face." Twilight replied.

"Hey, why you gotta throw me under the bus?"

"It's the truth though."

The chubby dog charged at them all.

"Eep!" Fluttershy take to the air.

Twilight trailed after her. Tom and Applejack jumped off the table, while Jerry scurried off to the end of it. Ferdinand chased after the brown mouse.

"Seriously?" Applejack watched on incredulously. "Ah get bein' mad over you thrownin' the bowl, but outright tryin' ta hunt us down, like were cattle. That just seems downright ridiculous."

"Well, I also may have thrown a cake at him,” Tom said.

The farm girl just gave him an unamused look.

"Ah swear, must of our problems so far have been somethin' ta do with ya."

"Oh, sure. Make me the bad guy." Tom rolled his eyes.

At the same time, Rainbow had gone over to the end of the table where she was finishing to rest of a blueberry muffin.

"Hey, Pinkie. You think you could spare a slice of..." Rainbow's sentence was interrupted when Jerry jumped from the table and onto the floor.

The pegasus stared in confusion as the mouse skittered across the tile floor. The, Ferdinand jumped off the table, knocking over an entire roast chicken off the table. It enveloped Rainbow's head through the stuffing opening.

"Agh! Hey, who turned off the lights? And why does it smell like burnt leather in here all of a sudden?" she stumbled about.

Jerry quickly hid behind a table leg and stuck his foot out. Ferdinand's skateboard snagged it and he was flipped forward, smashing into Pinkie's cake.

"My cake!” the pink mare pouted, her face covered in chocolate frosting.

Ferdinand slid across the floor riding the wave of chocolate. Spike and Rarity were right in his path, both seemingly unaware.

"What about this stuff called Italian dressing?" Spike asked looking to the bowl of salad Rarity was holding.

"Ooh, sounds fancy," the fashionista said, but her eyes soon fell on the obese dog hurdling toward them. "Get clear!"

Spike noticed just and time and the two hopped out of the way. Ferdinand screamed as he careened into a set of tables. He recklessly grabbed the legs, which sent in him multiple direction. Some of the legs even broke off. He ricocheted off one leg and was sent sliding across the tile floor. He knocked over one table and smashed into a giant display cabinet which tipped over and knocked over several other cabinets like dominoes. Plates, bowls, and cups shattered everywhere and the thunderous crash of wood and glass echoed throughout the house.

As the metaphorical dust settled, Twilight and her friends, minus Rainbow, opened their eyes and blanched at the now destroyed kitchen. Food, shattered plates, and silverware littered the floor, cabinets and tables were destroyed, and Ferdinand laid amongst it, covered in food.

"Oh...Sweet Celestia!" Twilight exclaimed.

"How did this happen so quickly?" Spike said.

"Oh, this an absolute disaster! Tom, Jerry, what are earth did you two do!?" Rarity asked in shock.

"What happened? I still can't see!” Rainbow stumbled about.

Twilight pulled the chicken off Rainbow's head, allowing to get a good look of the demolished kitchen.

"Oh. That's what you meant. What in Tartarus happened here?"

"What's all the commotion in here?" the voice Aunt Figg shouted from beyond the saloon doors.

"Uh, oh,” Spike squeaked.

The overweight lady sauntered into the kitchen and took in the destructive sight.

"Well, your pets are certainly housebroken,” she said in an unamused tone. "They've been here five minutes and already they've broken the house."

"We? We didn't cause this!" Rainbow argued.

"Yeah, Ferdy started it,” Pinkie said.

"Actually it was Tom who started it,” Twilight pointed out.

"Hey!" Tom yelled.

"I'm not really interesting in hearing about your blame game,” Figg said. "We really don't have enough room for them here, do we?"

By this point, Robyn had arrived and was just as stunned as the others.

"I...I'm sure they won't do it again, Aunt Figg. I promise."

"No, they won't. I promise,” Figg said with a threatening smile.

"Wha-...What do you mean? What are you going to do to us?" Fluttershy said, cowering behind Applejack.

"There's a sweet man down the street, Dr. Applecheek. He absolutely adores animals, he has a houseful. All kinds. And he loves them to death."

She messed with the hair on Tom's head.

"Just sounds like a way to get rid of us,” Twilight muttered.

"And hurt Robyn even more,” Applejack growled.

"No way we're goin through with this,” Rainbow huffed.

It seemed that Tom and Jerry were in agreement, crossing their arms and stubbornly looking away.

"They'll have all the food they can eat, companionship, shelter..." Figg chuckled.

The mention of food and shelter were enough to convince the cat and mouse. The two looked at each other, as if to imply it was a done deal. The Mane 6 and Spike took notice.

"You guys can’t be serious. You're just going to bend when the idea of food is brought up?" Twilight asked, upset.

"Well, we need a place to live," Jerry argued.

"But, what about Robyn. Poor darling will be heartbroken," Rarity said.

"...And you can go and visit them every day,” That part was pointed to Robyn in particular.

The young girl looked down, saddened of the prospect. But, even so, she knew she had little to no input on the matter.

"Well, I don't know. I'll have to talk it over with them first," Robyn said.

"Oh. Oh-ho. Oh, you do that,” Figg sneered. “Well, you daddy's lawyer. Your LATE daddy's lawyer, Mr. Lickboot, is waiting for me."

With that, Miss Figg made her way out of the kitchen with Ferdinand following behind. Jerry put a hand to his chin. He watched with suspicion as the lady in purple and pink walked away. He chased after her, making she to stay quiet and hidden.

"Well?" Robyn asked the others.

"She says it's a house. And I'm a house cat kind of guy," Tom stated.

"Again, what about Robyn?" Twilight asked, now sounding more frustrated. "Look, I get that you’re just searching for a new place to live. But, for Celestia's sake, think about others for once. If we leave, Robyn will be stuck here with her cruel aunt for the rest of her life."

"Exactly. Ya don't just turn ya head away from that kind'a stuff." Applejack agreed.

"We want to make sure the young ones are happy,” Pinkie said in a fake serious tone , wearing a military outfit out of nowhere.

"It's okay, guys. You don't need to worry about me," Robyn said.

"Nonsense, darling,” Rarity said. “Your safety and well-being is just as important to us as ourselves. It's our duty as the Elements of Harmony."

"Elements of what now?" the young girl asked.

"It's a long story," Twilight said. “But, basically we’re protectors of our home, Equestria. However, we’ve been summoned to other worlds to friendship missions.”

“Sounds sappy,” Tom said.

“I think it’s cute,” Robyn giggled.

"Hey, where's Jerry?" Fluttershy soon discovered the mouse was gone.

The others looked around the ruined kitchen.

"Jerry? Jerry where'd you go?" Spike called out.

The others looked around, but there was no sign of him.

"Maybe, Ferdy ate him,” Tom said.

"Tom!" the others chastised.

"Hey, don't look at me. What am I my mouse's keeper?"

The others just at him with expectant looks. Tom fired back with a glare, but the others remained unresolved.

"Okay, okay. I'll got look for him,” he relented and exited the kitchen to look for Jerry.

"What should we do now?" Spike asked.

"Maybe could try cleaning this place up,” Fluttershy suggested.

The ponies and dragon look at the warzone that was the kitchen.

"Or we could help find Jerry,” Twilight said.

"Yeah, that sounds better,” Rainbow agreed.

"I guess I'll go head back to bed," Robyn began walking away.

"Stay safe, Sugarcube,” Applejack said.

"I will."

"Alive? He's alive!?" Figg snatched a piece of paper from Lickboot's hand

"The telegram just came. Starling's lying in some godforsaken native shack on a mountainside in Tibet,” the lawyer explained. "Maybe every bone in his body is broken. If we're lucky."

"But he's alive!" Figg argued.

Unbeknownst to them, Jerry was in the room with them, listening in on the entire discussion. He was situated on a bookshelf, hiding behind a porcelain dolphin sculpture.

"Well, look on the bright side, there may be another avalanche," Lickboot said.

"And he may be eaten by the abominable snow thing, too. Who cares?" Figg questioned vexingly.

Jerry stepped to the side for a better look. bumped into a set of books, causing them to fall over. The mouse quickly hid behind the dolphin sculpture just before Figg turned around to see what the noise was.

"Well, his daughter Robyn, for one and our creditors, for another,” Lickboot pointed out.

The woman examined the bookshelf. Jerry didn't move a muscle and didn't make a peep. Finding nothing, Figg turned back to her lawyer boyfriend.

"The point is, Daddy Starling is still...alive,” she crumpled the telegram in her hand. "Robyn must never know."

She threw the paper to the roaring fireplace. It bounced off the flaming logs. Jerry watched as it laid there on the stone step, inches from the flames. He turned to see Figg and Lickboot exited the room.

"I'll make sure she never knows. I'll lock her in her room," Figg said.

"Now that's a good idea," Lickboot shut the doors, only leaving a small opening.

Jerry slid down a telephone wire and onto the floor. He raced over to the fireplace and grabbed the still smoldering telegram. He then raced out of the room to find Robyn.

It was a revelation to hear the her father was still alive. However, for her aunt to purposefully not tell her and outright try to destroy the evidence was beyond cruel. It prove to the mouse that Aunt Figg was as bad as Robyn said. She needed to know. She deserved to know. As he clambered up the stairs, Jerry raced by Tom, the Mane 6, and Spike.

"Jerry? Where are you going?" Twilight called out to him.

Still, he went on. His friends all ran after him to catch up.

"Hold it. What's the big rush?" Tom grabbed hold of the paper and, by proxy, Jerry.

"Yeah, we've been lookin fer ya everywhere, Jerry. What's got'in ya all excited?" Applejack asked.

"Read this. Robyn's father is alive!" Jerry held out the paper.

"Say what?!" the mares all said.

Tom took the paper and they all began reading through the telegram.

"Survived the avalanche..." Rarity muttered.

"Tibet..." Tom read.

"Said to make a quick recovery,” Fluttershy finished.

"You girls know what this means?" Rainbow asked, realizing the implications.

"Hey, she's not an orphan no more!" the house cat exclaimed.

"And she won't have to deal with that scoundrel Aunt Figg anymore, either," Rarity added.

"We gotta, we just gotta tell her of the absolutely amazing happy fantastical news!" Pinkie hopped around with excitement.

Tom snatched the paper out of Jerry's hand and raced off to Robyn's bedroom, dropping the mouse to the floor.

"Hey, wait for us!" Rainbow flew after him.

The other ponies, dragon, and mouse all followed after. As they hurried up the last set of stairs, they stopped as the saw Miss Figg slowly closing the door to Robyn's room. Her back was facing them, so luckily she couldn't see them yet.

"Good night. Sleep tight. And don't let the spiders, monsters, and scary things bite,” she locked the door.

As she made her way to the stairs and passing by the group, they lied against the wall, acting as casual and unassuming as possible. Thankfully, it appeared she either didn't notice or didn't care. The group of friends watched as the brunette woman walked down the stairs and out of sight.

"Okay. The coast is clear," Spike said.

They made the rest of the way to the bedroom door.

"Robyn. Robyn it's us. We have important news for you," Fluttershy said.

Tom was about to knock on the door when a shadow casted over them.

"How nice.”

The Mane 6 and Spike gasped and turned to see Aunt Figg standing right there behind them. She snatched the piece of paper from Tom.

"You fetched my telegram. You're all so helpful,” she said aminously.

"H-How...How did you know?" Fluttershy shook.

The overweight woman just scoffed in dry amusment.

"How much of an idiot do you think I am?" she sneered. "But never mind that. I'll make sure Dr. Applecheek takes special care of you."

A horrifying, wicked grin grew on Figg's face.

"What's the plan now?" Spike asked fearfully.

"RUN!" Tom screamed.

"Run? No way. We can take her," Rainbow said.

"That won't do much good in the long term. We got to get out of here!" Twilight said in a panic.

The cat, mouse, dragon, and ponies all scattered to escape. Tom ran as fast as he could, but soon realized he wasn't going anywhere. Figg had caught him by the tail.

"Oh, no you don't,” she said.

"Tom!" Fluttershy cried.

"Just go!" he yelled.

Jerry, the Mane 6, and Spike raced down the halls in an attempt to escape. As Jerry rounded a corner, he accidentally ran into a tiny, glass bottle. He was stuck inside the bottle unable to move, only his tail was free. He felt someone grab him by the tail and lifted him into the air. It was Ferdinand.

"Got you, mousie," the dog let a nasally laugh.

"Hey, you put him down right now, you overweight fleabag," Rainbow demanded angrily.

Ferdinand just continued to laugh, not even phased by the insult.

"We warnin' ya. Let our friend go,” Applejack walked up to the dog.

"No,” Ferdinand hacked out.

"Fine! You asked for it," Twilight lit up her horn.

However, before she could anything with her magic, a black, iron cage slammed down around them, trapping the ponies and dragon.

"Hey! What's going on?" Rainbow shouldered the bars, but they didn't budge.

"What'n tarnation? What's the meanin' of this?" Applejack asked.

"We've been caged, duh.” Pinkie said.

An evil laugh echoed from down the hall. Miss Figg walked out from the dark with Tom's tail still in her hand.

"Good work, Ferdy,” she said.

"H-How? Where did you get this? Why did you get this?" Twilight demanded.

"Yeah. Who puts a cage in their house?" Rainbow further asked.

"This house has it's medieval accessories. And it seems it has come in handy when it comes to intruders," Figg said deviously. "Of course, it also works for candy-colored animals trying to ruin my plans. Now, once you're all out of the picture, there's nothing stopping me from living the life of luxury."

"At Robyn's expense. Just how cruel must you be to keep a child in the dark about their sole surviving parent?" Rarity asked angrily.

"If it means I get to keep all of this, the house, the wealth, all of it, then I'll be as cruel as I want. The little brat will never know about her father."

"You'll never get away with this,” Twilight seethed.

Aunt Figg just let out a laugh.

"I believe I already have,” she smiled wickedly. "Come on, Ferdy. Let's get this pests in more controllable environment."

The overweight mutt laughed and followed his owner to wherever they were going. Figg was still dragging Tom along with her. The ponies, and dragon could only watch as they cat and mouse were carted off, leaving them completely.

"Oh, great. This is just great. How are we going to fix this now?" Rainbow paced around the cage.

"W-We'll think of something, right Twilight?" Fluttershy asked.

Twilight tried to envelop the cage in her magic and lift it back up, but it would not budge. She strained as hard as she could, but it was fruitless.

"My magic isn't strong enough the lift the bars,” she said in disappointment.

Rarity tried her magic, too. But the result was the same. Spike then let out a gout of fire and directed at the iron bars. The result of that was nothing but reddened metal that was hot to the touch.

"My fire isn't hot enough to melt it, either." Spike sat down on the ground. "We're doomed."

"Don't be like that, Spike. We'll think of somethin'," Applejack put a hoof on his shoulder to comfort him.

"Oh, this is the end of us all. I'm sorry, Robyn. I'm so, so sorry,” Rarity cried. "And Tom and Jerry, too."

M-Maybe this Dr. Applecheek won't be so bad,” Fluttershy said, trying to lighten the mood.

"Yeah! And then we could think of something there,” Pinkie added.

"Her smile is going to haunt me for the rest of my life," Spike said to himself.

It became blatantly apparent that this did little to nothing to help the situation. Not even Pinkie or Fluttershy were fully convinced with themselves. All they could do was sit and wait from Figg with whatever she had planned next. Twilight just stared through the jet black bars with sorrow in her eyes. Despite making through all the adversity she and her friends had gone through so far, her doubts and insecurities never seemed to disappear. They were bubbling in her mind and it made her feel worse.

"I'm a horrible friend and a princess."

To be continued