It was evening outside, the crickets and grasshoppers were chirping beautifully, and the stars in the sky were beginning to appear... It could have been the most beautiful thing in nature... Except for one fat "but"... All chaos was breaking loose in one perfectly ordinary house. Tom the cat kept chasing poor Jerry the mouse, who was stealing cheese from the fridge again.
And it all started very innocuously: Tom was quietly sleeping on his basket, dreaming of the next salmon that his mistress would buy him for decent protection of the house from mice, and Jerry was already thinking up a plan to devastate the fridge. The little mouse had calculated everything beforehand, so he was sure that no excesses would happen. But as a rule, if a gray cat crosses your path, there is trouble, and in this case, Jerry got in a frying pan on the head. After this blow, the mouse did not hesitate to respond with the rolling pin under his paw. Powerfully charged it in the cheeky cat's face, he flew into the hall and crashed into the wall, getting in addition from the hanging on the wall pot.
That's when the chase began. Jerry immediately took the cheese out of the fridge, and holding it in his paws, started to make a break for his hole. But Tom is not a dull boy, and he has already prepared a present for the mouse. The mousetrap turned out to be in the den, and Jerry is used to having it in front of his den. So the mouse bumped his tail on the damn rodent trap. Tom in his joy went to his trap and lifted the mousetrap in front of him, but Jerry bit the rascal's nose, which made him grab it with his paws and cry out in pain. Getting rid of the mousetrap, Jerry immediately ran with the cheese to the basement, he had a spare burrow there. The little mouse foresaw a trap when he went down into the basement, but life is fresh without risk, as they say, and so he immediately headed for the burrow, which was hidden behind the washing machine. And Tom at this point was already down in the basement, and seeing the mouse running to the washing machine, quickly rushed after him. Jerry increased his speed, feeling the vengeance of this rogue cat. Tom prepared to jump on the mouse, but the floor was wet, and there was a bar of soap on it. The cat got his foot on this trap and now rode forward as if on a single horse. Seeing this case as an advantage, Tom decided to take advantage of this opportunity. Before Jerry knew it, Tom was next to him, and he deftly grabbed the mouse with his paw and was now pleased with his success. But with the capture of the mouse, an interesting question came up... How to stop it of course?
The cat's fur stood on end, seeing that he was flying straight into the open washing machine. Then the cat tried to get his balance somehow and jump off, but he couldn't. Eventually, Tom flew into the machine's centrifuge and the mouse fell to the floor. With a smirk on his face, he quickly closed the cat in the machine and started the "manual wash" mode. The unfortunate cat was spinning in the centrifuge of the washing machine and meowing pitifully. But Jerry looked at Tom with wild laughter.
At that moment the mistress of the house came in and smelling the smell of fried, the mouse took the cheese and ran into the hole. The mistress was clearly angry. And understandably so! Who else but Tom could destroy one tiny apartment in just two hours? The mistress turned off the washing machine, allowing the cat to get out of the dirty clothes. He felt very dizzy, but a blow to the head with the broom quickly brought the hapless cat to his senses. Jerry now had to stock up on popcorn...
"You are a useless, talentless, and useless cat!" Tom's owner scolded the cat. "I can't even leave you here for two hours, so you don't ruin anything."
Tom ran his finger across his chest and raised his right paw as if to say, 'I swear I did!'
"What on earth are you talking about!" Tom's owner grabbed Tom by the scruff of the neck and carried him outside. "You're going to sleep outside tonight! And no buts!"
Tom flew straight into the garbage can. And Jerry, who had been watching the scolding scene the whole time, laughed several times. Now he was watching Tom through the window, and he stuck his tongue out and exhaled gloatingly. In this way, he voiced an "interesting" sound. Tom saw Jerry taunting him, and so he quickly got up in front of the cursed mouse, and the latter waggled his face at the cat. Tired of the clown, Tom waved his paw at him and went to the door, sleeping on the mat. Satisfied with his victory, Jerry was about to go to the mink, but the mistress prepared him a mousetrap...
"There you are, you little rodent!" With a malicious grin, the landlady looked at the mouse, again caught by this mine, and again at the exit, not at the entrance to the hole.
Tom's owner took the mousetrap outside and threw it together with the mouse. The mouse didn't land very well, plus the mousetrap fell right on top of it. Free of the trap, Jerry quickly hid behind a bush so Tom wouldn't see. But Tom had already prepared for sleep, and stretched out on his paws, slowly but surely indulging in a wonderful sleep... outside... After a few minutes, when Tom was finally asleep, Jerry went over to the cat, not to kick him once, but to sleep next to him. It was getting cold outside, so he needed something to keep him warm. Or you could safely expect the mouse to get cold. Jerry wrapped himself in the cat's tail and began to fall asleep quietly, too...
Tom woke up with a strange sensation... As if he were sleeping on something soft, but not on a bed. He also felt as if someone was using his tail as a blanket. The cat opened his tired eyes and looked around the area he was in. Before his eyes was a huge forest, in which there was not a single soul. There were some strange rustling noises, and someone's intrusive humming. However, Tom was now interested in something else: who was that tailing him? When he looked up, he saw Jerry, who was sleeping sweetly, covered by the cat's tail. Tom immediately picked up the mouse, but he was still asleep. The cat's fingers clutched the creeper's nose, and when it felt its lack of breath, it quickly woke up. Tom looked at the mouse with a snide face, feeling victory over it. Jerry, on the other hand, was frightened, but not by the cat, who was ready to take revenge on his enemy, but by the one standing behind him... Jerry asked with a look to turn around, and Tom looked.
Right in his face roared some wolf, and not a simple one, but all of the wood, and its eyes glowed with a bright green light. Tom swallowed the lump that arose from fear and now wondered what to do... However, this wolf was not alone, but with the company, in the form of three more of the same kind. Now Tom was well aware that he would make a good cat stew, and Jerry would make a good powder. So the cat decided to remember the old trick of fetch and give. Tom held Jerry in one paw and took a stick with the other, while the wolves from the tree growled very menacingly. Then the cat began to whistle, teasing the hungry beasts with the stick. They fell for the trick, much to the mouse's surprise. Wagging their tails and breathing fast, they really wanted to catch that stick. Tom threw the stick, and wolves rushed after it, and the cat with the mouse in his paw started to run away. One of the wolves caught the stick and wanted to return it to his master, but he was gone. Realizing that they had been tricked, the winner angrily broke the stick. Tom ran as fast as he could without looking where he was going, and now he was approaching a clearing of blue flowers. After walking through it, Tom and Jerry found themselves on a sandy path. The little mouse was free from the cat's grip, but he wasn't going to run away, and Tom didn't care right now. Looking around, Jerry noticed footprints. He decided to take a closer look at them, and it turned out that they looked like hooves. Tom nodded in agreement, and the pair followed those footprints.
A few minutes later, the cat and the mouse came to the exit of the forest, and when they came out of it, a very beautiful view appeared before their eyes: a small town, in the background of various hills and mountains, and far from the town, there was a huge castle in front. It looked as if it had grown out of one of the hills. It was still nighttime, but the moon was very beautiful, and the stars were striking to the eyes. Tom and Jerry could not marvel at such natural beauty. But the question of where they only now arose. But to think at night, and also on an empty stomach, is not a good option, and when it is like that, you do not want to chase each other. So the cat and the mouse started looking around for somewhere to go for a night shelter and a snack. And Jerry pointed to a huge red barn with an apple-shaped weather vane on the roof. Tom agreed, and as Jerry sat on the cat's shoulder, the two set off toward their intended destination.
In the morning, little filly Apple Bloom woke up in a very perfect mood. After all, today she had a chance to get the countermark of a roller. Rollers weren't a problem to get, thankfully her sister pays the extra bit for her sister's efforts. But on the street Applejack and Big Mackintosh found out a very strange circumstance: someone at night brazenly swiped six apples and a bottle of apple cider. Who could have done this is a mystery. However, there was evidence: someone's fallen hair was lying in the street, and it was gray, in some places white, and formed a path. Along with it, Applejack headed after the possible intruder, while her older brother, stayed behind, in case he came running back. The orange pony, with its yellow mane and three apples on its rump, got closer and closer to her target and... saw a few stumps of six.
No, you should have thrown them out my window..." Applejack scolded at this outrage.
The pony continued on her way, but then the thrill and apple cider lover, a blue pony with a mane and tail of all the colors of the rainbow, and with a rainbow lightning mark, Rainbow Dash, arrived from the sky.
"Hey, Applejack!" Rainbow greeted. What are you doing picking up wool?
"Hey, Rainbow!" greeted Applejack, looking around the barrel in hopes of finding a thief. "I've got somepony who stole my apples, and took some cider, too."
"They've got you wrapped around their hooves," Rainbow said with a smile on her face.
"So the funny thing is, it's probably not a thief, but a hungry pony beggar of some kind." Applejack said as she walked on and her friend followed. "He could have swiped all the apples, but he only took six. Likewise the cider. Actually, the first thing I noticed was that the cider was gone, and I left it for us for Saturday night. And at first, I thought you were out of it again. Until I counted yesterday's collection."
"Applejack, I like cider, but I won't stoop to that level," Rainbow said.
"Come with me, then!" Applejack waved her hoof. "You can cover me in case anything happens."
A trail of hair led into the barn where some hay had been scattered. The ponies quietly approached the rogue's hiding place. With a synchronized nod, Applejack kicked the door to the barn with her hind hooves, and Rainbow flew inside.
"Hooves up! It's the Canterlot Guards! You have the right to do silence-" at the last words Rainbow stopped her Royal Guard talk.
Applejack entered the barn, and just like Rainbow, she saw a cat and a mouse. The first, sitting on the floor with his skin completely bare, and all his fur lying on the ground. The second was laughing at him, rolling around on the floor. But then both looked at the entrants, and panic struck them, as the orange pony must have nailed them. Rainbow wanted to laugh at the naked cat, but Applejack weakly hoofed her friend's side. She was more surprised that these cats and mice didn't look like the kind of cats and mice you could see in almost every alleyway. But here... they were different... And Rainbow didn't care, she wanted to laugh.
"So, do you steal apples here?" Applejack asked discreetly.
The pair of animals looked at each other and then back at the pony. They responded by throwing their paws around and shaking their heads with a face of regret.
"Why aren't you saying anything?" Rainbow asked, wondering at the silent answer. "Did a griffin bite your tongue?"
But again they only shook their heads.
"Guys, you better tell me honestly, because I do not like it when you lie to me, especially to the eyes," Applejack asked.
But the duo made an innocent face again, and once again shook their heads.
"Okay, okay..."
Tom and Jerry both sigh in relief. Maybe a trifle, but then the unexpected has happened...
Applejack swiftly slammed her hooves into the cat's face, knocking it into the wall. Jerry, who had realized the mare's stern demeanor, launched herself at the exit with a wild howl.
"Catch them Rainbow!" Shouted Applejack.
"Are you kidding me?" asked Rainbow indignantly. "I'm a Pegasus, and I'm a cloud chaser, not a cat catcher, and I catch mice!"
"If you don't want me to blame the missing cider on you, you'll catch the mouse!" Applejack replied with a squint.
"WHOA- HOO HOO HOO HOO! Okay!" With a disgruntled face, Rainbow set off in pursuit of the mouse.
Tom had already recovered from the blow and now the orange pony had a lasso ready to catch the cat. He began to look for a way to get past her, and after all, the barn is windowless and the only exit is on the roof. Applejack launched her lasso, but Tom gave her a bucket instead, and she pulled the catch and put the bucket on her head. Before running off, Tom tapped the bucket several times with the hammer and then gave a run for it. The vibrations in Applejack's head reached enormous heights, but getting her head out of the bucket proved to be very problematic.
"I'll show you, you lousy cat!" Applejack hissed.
Tom went outside and he saw Jerry trying to get away from the pegasus, who was noticeably faster than him, but she couldn't catch him because she had hooves. She was about to freak out, but then she heard a whistle. She turned around and saw that naked cat, and she finally burst out laughing, but a few seconds later her head felt a bump on a beam, and then, a fell into a barrel of water. Tom closed the pegasus in the barrel at this point, and let her ride toward the barn. Rainbow had one desire now: to obliterate that cat. And that prevailed over her desire to get out of the barrel.
The barrel was already pulling up to the entrance, and at that moment Applejack was massaging her head, not even paying attention to the danger. Eventually, there was a collision that caused the two ponies to drive back in and smash everything in the barn with a loud rumble. Jerry was very glad of his enemy's timely help, and so the two shook hands. But now they had to run away before the two ponies came to their senses and killed them on the spot. But now it was clear that the cat and the mouse were in some other world inhabited by ponies. The pair ran away from the farm without even looking back. Rainbow came out with an iron barrel ring around her neck, and Applejack with an empty cider bottle in her mouth.
"Ugh!" Applejack spits out the bottle. "And those two aren't so easy..."
"I'll tear that cat up... And I'll crush the mouse..." angrily muttered Rainbow.
Tom and Jerry wandered down a small path. The cat didn't want to show his face like that in front of the mute crowd. However, the cat and the mouse liked the place where they were. It was so beautiful here, and there were different kinds of ponies: ordinary ponies, pegasi, and unicorns. Different colors, and with different manes and tails. With different markings on their rumps, and talking. This was very interesting. Anyway, the cat and mouse were content with the situation, except for the fact that now the two ponies wanted to let them go fury. Tired from their fifteen-minute walk, Tom and Jerry sat down on a bench. Tom was more concerned with why all the fur had fallen off since it had been fine the night before. And Jerry, for some reason, got around to it.
The reasoning began, they were interrupted by a trio of little mares who were riding a vehicle that resembled a scooter with a cart. These, of course, were the Cutie Mark Crusaders: Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo. They saw the strange creatures and stopped in a jiffy. They were chilled with wonder that these were not mere animals, but upright, like those descriptions of mythical creatures. The girls pulled it out of one mare's library, only to return it later when the mare became conscious of its disappearance. After scanning the animals, the filly with the bow on her head began:
"Hello, Misters!"
They waved, "Hello!" Trinity was surprised that they didn't say anything.
"And why are you silent?" The white unicorn asked.
With a gesture of raised hands and an annoying face, the pair said: 'We don't know how,' or 'We can't.'
"You mean you can understand us, but you can't speak?" The orange pegasus asked.
The cat and mouse nodded. Apple Bloom knew it would be hard to talk to these guys, but what now...
'Do you have names?" Apple Bloom asked with interest.
Tom and Jerry nodded quickly.
"Wait for a second..." the filly turned behind her backpack and pulled out a couple of notebooks and a pencil. "Can you write to us?"
Tom took the paper and began to write. Jerry made sure he didn't write anything bad about him. Finally, the cat handed over the paper, and the mares read:
"Hello, girls. My name is Tom and this is Jerry."
"Nice to meet you." Apple Bloom said. "Then we'll introduce ourselves: I'm Apple Bloom, and this is Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. We're the Cutie Mark Crusaders! YAY!"
Tom and Jerry looked at the girls like chumps, as they had absolutely no idea what they were talking about.
"Oh yeah." slapped herself in the face, Apple Bloom. "We formed the CMC club to find our talents on our group."
Again the cat and mouse didn't know what we were talking about, Jerry even scratched his head in bewilderment.
"Cutidmarks are talents that ponies gain over time. They give him certain abilities or skills. They also determine his future fate. That's why they're called Cutie Marks." Sweetie explained to Belle.
Now Tom and Jerry finally understood.
"Um... Tom, aren't you supposed to be as furry as a cat?" Scootaloo asked.
Tom remembered that he was completely naked, so he asked for another piece of paper and a pencil. After a couple of seconds, the girls read:
"I don't know how this happened. We were in the woods at night running away from wolves out of a tree, and then we ran through a clearing with blue flowers. I was fine until morning, and now I look like what you see now."
"The Timber-wolves?!" Scootaloo wondered. "What were you doing in the Forever Woods anyway?"
Tom asked for the leaf again. Jerry just stood silently, occasionally correcting Tom.
"Let's face it, we're from another world. Why we say so we write because you're not likely to see the likes of us."
"We've already noticed that you're not from around here." Apple Bloom replied. "But the fact that you've touched the Poison Joke is a fact. It's just that our sisters have been in this situation before."
For some reason, Jerry suspected that this filly with the bow was the sister of that orange pony, and so he called Tom over to whisper. After a few seconds, they both came to the conclusion: she was the sister of the orange pony. And so without wasting any time, they wanted to leave as soon as possible, but before that, to ask how to get rid of the "Poison Joke".
"To do that you'll need a special medicine that Zecora makes, but you don't know the way to it, so you'll have to at least ask our sisters." Apple Bloom explained, and by doing so caused a slight shiver in the cat and mouse, but the filly continued. But Applejack probably doesn't have any.
"Rarity still has some left." Sweetie Belle said. "You can ask her, but, can you find them on your way? It's just that we have to run to school."
To which the cat and mouse nodded. Quickly saying goodbye and glancing to thank the mares, the couple immediately ran off in an unknown direction.
"What do you think, girls?" Apple Bloom asked.
"They're pretty funny!" Scootaloo said. "Although wait, aren't like cat and mouse they're supposed to be enemies?"
"But is that a bad thing?" Sweetie Belle asked. "Maybe they're friends?"
"And that's a possibility." Apple Bloom thought. "Alright girls! Soon we'll get our rollers' couture marks!"
"CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS! ROLLERSKATE MASTERS! YAY!" All three of them gave a hoof.
Meanwhile back to Sweet Apple acres...
Applejack couldn't believe her eyes, much less her mind. She was being played like a fool by an ordinary cat and mouse! Not exactly ordinary, of course, but the fact remained. She vowed to make a good rug out of the cat and a hook out of the mouse to hang her hat on. However, a couple of battered ponies sat on a couple of hay bales and kept ice on the bruised and bruised areas. Applejack wouldn't tell her family about the incident, since she wants revenge on these scumbags herself.
"I can't imagine how these two tricked me, but I'll scrub the floors with the cat, and then make a candlestick out of the mouse!" Applejack growled, feeling humiliated by the cat and mouse duo, wondering how they managed to handle themselves.
"Uh... Yeah..." Rainbow agreed, feeling sorry for herself. "I should have known that laugh would backfire on me. I almost threw up in that barrel. Even now it makes me sick..." The pegasus held her mouth shut against nausea.
"I'm going to give that cat a bulking life..." Applejack snarled. "I'll get him first... and then turned him in the Dungeons... I'd forgive stealing those six apples and cider, Discord and them... but putting a bucket over my head and giving me a final shake is the limit..."
"I'll help you, Applejack," Rainbow agreed. 'After all, they could be said to have humiliated us."
"Then let's go look! And watch out Dash! Not a word of this to the Ponies!" Applejack warned.
"Are you crazy?! Do I look crazy to you? I don't want my fans turning their backs on me! It's an embarrassment in front of the whole audience!" Rainbow panicked, as she doesn't want to tell her fans about that incident.
"That's just it! If Twi were here, she'd be all over the place like a crow." Applejack smirked