Mouseapolusa

Neil Beck's Mighty Mouse Story

"MOUSEAPOLUSA"

I have written a Mighty Mouse story just for fun:) I hope that all who veiws it, enjoys it:) I'm not a writter, however I always wanted to do my own thing for Mighty. With some insperation from my freind, who also did the illustrations for my MM story (Thanks again BC:)), I was off and typing. It only took me one week to write, that's got to be some sort of MM record.

The story is, mostly, about a huge rock consert in Mouseville (a.k.a. Mouseapolusa). The bands are: R.E.M., Metallica, Sound Garden, Alice In Chains and The Smashing Pumpkins, and the villian, well, you'll see:) Everyone is a mouse (Don't worry, it'll be explained). I'm in it to (It IS my story:)), as a mouse of course:)

Well, I hope that you all enjoy my MM story:) Feedback, on what you thought of my MM stoy, would be greatly appreciated:)

"Mousapolusa":

A Mighty Mouse Story

By: Neil B. Beck

Chapter One

We begin our story on the quiet, dark streets of Mouseville. A young mousette is walking down an alley way as a short cut home. Suddenly a large rat comes out from behind a trash bin. He leaps at the girl and demands her to give him her purse. Fearing her life, she does so and the rat runs down the alley. She cries, "HELP", hoping that someone, anyone would hear her call. At the same time, high above the tallest building in Mouseville, Mighty Mouse is making his way home from a boring, uneventful patrol of Mouseville, when suddenly his Mighty hearing picks up the distress call. He quickly zeros in on were it is coming from and zooms down towards it. He sees the girl and when he sees that she is not harmed, using his Mighty vision, he spots the fleeing rat. Mighty Mouse then soars over his victim and lands right in front of the rat. WHAM!! The rat runs right into him and flies backwards with a hard THUD to the ground. When he looked to see what hit him, the rat saw a large figure standing in front of him. At first the rat did not know who this figure was because he was still a bit dizzy from the impact, but this other figure did not even budge when they collided. Then the rat noticed a long, red cape flowing from behind the figure. "Oh no, it can't be..........i..i..i..it i..i.is.......i..i..it's M..M..Mighty M..M..Mouse!!" said the rat, scared to death.

"Going some where??", asked Mighty, with a wicked smile. Mighty walked over to the street rat, he then grabbed the rat by the collar of his shirt and hoisted him up against a brick wall. The rat was dangling in the air as he noticed Mighty's tremendous bicep bulging with strength as he effortlessly held the rat up with one arm. (Illustration) The rat was pretty big himself, but there was no way he was going to go up against that type of muscle. Mighty then held out his other hand and said, "give me the purse". The rat handed over the purse in a split second. By this time the girl came over and gasped when she saw Mighty pinning the rat to the wall. "I believe this belongs to you", said Mighty. "Why, yes, yes it does Mighty Mouse", she replied. He handed her the purse, then he quickly turned his attention back to the quivering rat. "I don't like rats", said Mighty, "especially those who steal", he said louder. "Now, normally I enjoy pounding cats, but I've dealt with a rat or two before, and I've always won!" Mighty then pulled his fist back and said, "Since you enjoy stealing so much, how about I steal a few of your teeth". He then aimed the rat at a near by trash bin and said with a smile, "Enjoy the ride".

WHAM!! The rat went flying into the trash bin. Mighty then dusted off his hands and looked at the girl, who was admiring him. "Wow", she said "I've never seen anyone actually trash someone before". Mighty gave her a smile and a wink and said, "All in a days work". "Thank you for getting my purse back", she said. "Anytime, but do yourself a favor, in the future don't take the short cut home", he said with a smile. Mighty then heard the groans of the rat in the trash bin, and he walked over towards it. "All right, time to take you on a another trip", said Mighty as he closed the lid of the bin. The he grabbed the bin from underneath, and lifted it into the air. Mighty then took off with the bin high over his head. At this time, the rat gingerly opened the lid and looked down. When he saw the tops of the buildings below, he fainted and fell back in the bin with the lid slamming down.

Mighty made his way to the Mouseville Police Station and dropped the bin in front of the doors, knocked on one of the doors and yelled, "Special delivery!" Then he flew off just as two police mice came out of the doors. They saw the bin in front of the station and were puzzled at first, but when they lifted the lid and saw a large rat with a black eye and some teeth knocked out they said "Looks like the work of Mighty Mouse, when will they learn?" They then hauled the rat into the station and booked him.

Chapter Two

Mighty Mouse made his way to his house just outside Mouseville. It was a large house that Mighty bought with some of the money he made as Mike Mouse, working at Pearl's old factory. As soon as he got in he flew up to his bedroom and walked into his large walk-in closet. He then took off his uniform and hung it on a hanger next to the dozen or so others that he has. Being a super hero, he is constantly ruining his uniform while fighting the bad guys, always good to have a few extras. Mighty then put on a pair of sweat pants and a sleeveless muscle shirt that was given to him as a present from Scrappy. It was gray and had "Built to last" written on the front. Scrappy even painted two M's on the front.

Mighty then walked downstairs to a door near the rear of the house. On the door there was a sign that read, "Gym" and Mighty walked in. The room was huge, with weights all over the place. The previous owner used it as a wreck room. Then when Mighty moved in he transformed it into a gym. Some of Mighty's trophies were in there , but it wasn't even half of the trophies that he owns, the rest of them are in a museum in Mouseville in "The Mighty Mouse Wing". There were also a lot of framed magazines on a wall near a huge rack of free weights. They were all "Muscle Mouse" magazines, and they all had Mighty on the cover. His personal favorite was the one with a picture of him bending a steel bar into two M's. On another wall was a picture of him and pearl in a heart shaped frame. He always looked at it before he worked out.

"I think that I will start out with some light stuff", said Mighty rubbing his fists. He walked over to a bench that had a bar with four huge weights on each side. "Eight hundred pounds should do it", he said as he lied down on the bench. Mighty then took a deep breath and began his lifting. He did a hundred presses, paused for a bit, and did a hundred more, and so on and so on for about an hour. He then walked over to another part of the room where there was some huge, black, square shaped objects with a handle on the top of each of them. There was about ten of them and each of them were different sizes. Mighty looked at one of the mid-sized ones. It had 100 tons engraved on it. He grabbed the handle with one hand and started to curl it up to his shoulder. He was using it as a free weight! He curled it with one arm about fifty times then he switched arms and did another fifty, he did this five times each with both arms. With each curl his bicep bulged out with strength, literally growing with each curl. He wasn't even breaking a sweat, as he carefully placed the 100 tons down next to the other objects.

Mighty then walked up to a mirror and proceeded to flex his huge arm muscles. (Illustration) "Sometimes I feel sorry for some of the bad guys that I trounce", said Mighty admiring himself, "Not, hehehehehehe", laughed Mighty as he made his way to a closet. He opened the door and pulled out a long steel bar, he then walked out of his gym and proceeded to his living room.

He plopped down on the couch, "Opps, I forgot something", said Mighty as he flicked on the remote for the TV. Before the TV was completely on he returned with a large, cool glass of milk. \par \par \tab He flicked through the channels finding nothing really great on. He then remembered the special antenna that he had placed on the moon. It sent the signals from a satellite, to a box on his TV. With it he could watch all of the channels that humans could watch (MTV, ESPN, HBO, etc.). He quickly flipped the switch for the box and in a few seconds the TV went from "The Cheese Network" to ESPN. There was a hockey game on, the Philadelphia Flyers were playing the Detroit Red Wings. Mighty smiled and sipped his milk. Mighty liked watching hockey, he got a kick out of the hits, although football was his favorite sport to watch. He liked what he saw with the Flyers, they were tough and they were dominating the Red Wings. Mighty looked at the steel bar and then he saw the Flyers symbol. He then took the steel bar and in seconds he bent it into the Flyers symbol! "Not bad", he said admiring his work. \par \par \tab After the game, witch the Flyers won 8-0, Mighty went to his bed room. He changed into his PJ's and climbed into his bed. The key to Mouseville hung, on a wall, in back of his bed. Mighty liked the way that it shinned in the moonlight. On a stand, next to his bed, stood a wooden picture frame with a picture of Pearl in it. Mighty picked up the frame and kissed the picture of Pearl. "May you have sweet dreams tonight Pearl my girl", he said as he put it back on the stand. "Someday you'll know the truth about Mike Mouse, some day", he said as he dosed off.

Chapter Three

It was hard for Neil B. Mouse to move to a new city, but he had to go to a new vocational school in Mouseville. He came to Mouseville from Philadelphia, and he already missed his mouse friends back in Phily. He was dressed in a Philadelphia Flyers jersey and black sweat pants. He moved into a small apartment in Mouseville and was egar to unpack his stuff. "It's a great apartment", said someone behind him. Startled, Neil dropped one of the boxes and some CDs fell out. "It used to belong to Mike Mouse, you know, the head anchor mouse on WPRL news, and a personal friend of mine", said the person. Neil looked up and saw a kid about his age, shorter though, wearing blue suspenders. "My name is Scrappy", he said "What's your title?" "Me, I'm Neil, Neil B. Mouse", answered Neil. "Well, welcome to Mouseville Neil", said Scrappy "Hear let me help you with those boxes", Scrappy said as he bent down and helped Neil pick up what fell out of the box. "Woah, Alice in Chains, Metallica, Sound Garden, R.E.M., cool tunes man", said Scrappy. "Yeah, I listen to them all of the time", replied Neil. "Cool", said Scrappy "Look I know that you are new to Mouseville and all, I know this town like the back of my hand. Want to hang out some time?" "Sure, that'll be cool", said Neil "Besides, I could sure use a friend here". "You got one now pal", Scrappy said handing Neil a box.

One box in particular caught Scappy's eyes. It was filled with Mighty Mouse comics, figures, pictures, etc. "Woah, cool MM stuff dude", said Scrappy "You know, this is the Mightsters home town". "So I've heard", Neil said, "I'd love to meet him in person someday, he's my hero and all". Scrappy snickered, "Man, no problem. I'm good friends with him, I can introduce you to him today if you want". "No way", said Neil, "You know Mighty Mouse!" "Sure I do", said Scrappy handing Neil another box, "He befriended me once when I was feeling depressed. We've been friends now for twelve years, he even takes me on flights sometimes". "Wow, man that's incredible", replied Neil moving the last of the boxes up to his new apartment. As Scrappy and Neil walked back outside, a beautiful blonde mousette walked up and said hi to Scrappy. "Woah, who's the babe, and does she have a boy friend?", whispered Neil to Scrappy. "Um, that's Pearl Pureheart, you know, Mighty Mouse's Pearl Pureheart.", Scrappy whispered back. "Who's your friend Scrappy?", asked Pearl, "I've never seen him around here before." "My name is Neil, Neil B. Mouse", responded Neil, "And may I say, that it is an honor to meet the girlfriend of the great Mighty Mouse." Pearl blushed, "Well, I see that Scrappy has already told you about me. My name is Pearl Pureheart, and yes, I am the Mighty's girl friend", laughed Pearl. "Well, I hate to run, but I have a job to get to, see you boys around", she said as she walked away down the sidewalk.

Chapter Four

Mike Mouse was right on time for work as usual. He stopped and got a cup of coffee on the way to the news room. Pearl walked in right behind him. "Morning Mike", she said. "Morning Pearl", he responded, "I trust your night went well Pearl". "Yes", she said, "How about yours?" "Oh, you know, same old same old", he said.

"So, what's our top story today, Pearl?" "MOUSAPOLUSA", responded Pearl. "MOUSEAPOWHOSA?", asked Mike. "You know the big rock concert that's coming to Mouseville", responded Pearl, "Where have you been?" "You'd be surprised, Pearl", thought Mike. "Yeah, I've heard that Mighty Mouse is going to be one of the bouncers at the concert", joked one of the camera men. "Ha ha, very funny", said Mike. After the tapping Mike and Pearl walked down towards the exit of the building. "Good show today Mike", said Pearl. "Yes it was", Mike said. "Pearl, would you like to go for a walk in the park later on this evening?", asked Mike, "There's something that I've got to talk to you about". "Sure", said Pearl "Is something wrong, Mike?" "Not really", said Mike, "I just have to talk to you about something, that's all." "OK" said pearl hailing down a cab, "Want to split this cab?" "No, that's all right", said Mike, "I feel like walking home, thanks anyway." "Sure", said Pearl, "See you later." "Right", said Mike as he watched her pull away. When he was sure that Pearl was out of sight he walked back into WPRL and went into a room, took off his Mike clothes, stuck them in a suite case, and flew out a window as Mighty Mouse.

It was dark as Mighty Mouse got home. He quickly took a shower and put on some comfortable clothes and called for a taxi cab. Ten minutes later the cab showed up. "That's the cab service for you in this town", he grunted, "I could have just flown to Pearl, but why risk it?" It took another ten minutes to get to Pearls pent house apartment building. Pearl was waiting outside looking beautiful as always. She got into the cab and they were off to the park. "So, what did you want to talk to me about?", asked Pearl. "I'll tell you on our walk", replied Mike.

When they got to the park it was pretty empty. "Are you sure about this, Mike?", asked Pearl "It's pretty dark now, and there seems to be no one around." Sure I'm sure", Mike said. They walked around the park for about an hour, admiring the way the moonlight twinkled off of the small pond, and the way the lights in the Mouseville skyline shinned through the trees. "So, what did you want to tell me, Mike?", asked Pearl a bit confusedly. "All right Pearl, but we'd better sit down on that bench over there for this", replied Mike motioning Pearl over to one of the park benches. "OK", said Pearl. "Well, Pearl___you see__I'm__..I'm__.I'm really_.hearing something", said Mike. "WHAT?", asked Pearl surprisingly. "Listen", said Mike, "Don't you hear that noise? It's coming from over there, in the bushes." Suddenly a stumbling figure emerged from out of the bushes. He was a drunken mouse with an empty bottle of beer in one of his hands. "Hey, any of you have any money that I can have to buy some more beer?", said the drunk. "Come on Mike, let's get out of hear OK?", asked Pearl, "I don't like the looks of this". "Me either", replied Mike "Let's go".

They started to walk away from the drunken mouse, but he was persistent, and he quickly caught up to them and asked for money again. "Leave us alone", said Pearl. "No", replied the drunk. He then became quite angry and grabbed Pearl by the arm. "You'll listen to me when I talk to you girlie", he said. "Let me go", pearl replied. "LET HER GO", snapped Mike "OR I'LL". "Or you'll what", replied the drunk. Just then Pearl gave the drunk a swift kick on his shin, and he let her go to hold his trobbing leg. He then slapped Pearl with the back of his hand sending her to the ground. "You should NOT have done that", said Mike clinching his fists. "Why not?", asked the drunk tossing the empty beer bottle at Mike. Then quicker then the eye could see, Mike grabbed the beer bottle from out of the air. In doing so, Mike ripped the sleeve of his shirt, reviling the sleeve of his bright yellow costume that covered his massive arm. "Cause you made ME MAD", said Mike, now Mighty Mouse, crushing the beer bottle with one squeeze. But, the drunk was too drunk to realize just who he was going up against, and he charged at Mighty. Mighty stood firm and when the drunk was close enough Mighty grabbed him by the shirt and flung him into a near by bush. By now Mighty completely ripped of his Mike clothes and his whole costume showed. The drunk got out of the bush and made another attempt to attack Mighty. This time he punched Mighty right in the stomach. Mighty just smiled as the drunk whined in pain as his hand almost broke when he punched Mighty Mouse's rock hard abs.

Mighty had enough of this game and grabbed the drunk. Holding him high in the air, Mighty said, "All right you drunken punk, time to make you sober!!" But, just as soon as he was about to lay into the drunk, the drunk passed out cold. Mighty dropped the drunk on one of the park benches and turned his attention to Pearl. He quickly helped her off of the ground. "Well", he said "guess I ruined the surprise huh?" Pearl smiled and said, "Not really, you see I already knew the Mike Mouse was really Mighty Mouse." "WHAT!!??", replied Mighty "But why_why didn't you say anything?" "Calm down", she said with a smile "I'm getting to that." "You see Mighty, I new that Mike Mouse was really Mighty Mouse from the first day that you walked into my factory looking for a job. I figured that you were getting an alter ego so that you can see what it is like to be a normal person. I also figured that you wanted to be close to me without all of the other mice asking you to sign, bend, or lift stuff. Pretty flattering actually." "But why didn't you say anything earlier?", asked Mighty. "I didn't want you to be embarrassed, it might have effected your work both at the factory and else where", replied Pearl winking at Mighty. "But, how did you know it was me?", asked Mighty. "Give me some credit", replied Pearl, "When someone loves another person, as I love you, no discise in the world could fool me. Besides, what other mouse has such intelligent eyes and such massive arms?", said Pearl patting one of Mighty's huge biceps. (Illustration) "Then, You're OK with this?", asked Mike. "I've always been", replied Pearl.

The two of them looked at each other and kissed. Then Pearl said, "Well, doesn't Mike want to kiss me?" Mighty smiled and said, "He sure dose", and they kissed again. Then Pearl looked at her watch and said, "Oh my gosh, look at the time, I, I mean, WE have to get to work tomorrow." "Yes, your right Pearl", said Mighty carrying Pearl in his arms. He then took off and flew her home.

Chapter Five

A few days later, on Saturday afternoon, Scrappy was showing Neil around Mouseville. "Pretty cool place here", Neil said as the two of them walked by a music shop. In the window there was a poster advertising "MOUSAPOLUSA". "Whoa", said the two of them admiring the poster. "No way, featuring Metallica, Sound Garden, The Smashing Pumpkins, R.E.M., and Alice in Chains", said Neil "And it's a free concert", added Scrappy. The two of them looked at each other, smiled, and said, "We're there", as they gave each other a high five.

The two of them walked down an alley way to get back to Neil's apartment building. "It's a shortcut", said Scrappy "I know all of the shortcuts in this town." Sitting on a couple of trash bins were some mean looking rats. They were playing some sort of card game and arm wrestling each other. They were pretty big too. One of them, who appeared to be the leader, was pretty built, and always seemed to win the arm wrestling matches. He stuck his nose in the air and said, "What's this that I sniff, seems to be two wimpy, little mice that dares to come down my alley without MY permission." He then snapped his fingers and leaped off of the trash bin. The other two followed him, and they stood in front of the two mice. "Let us through", said Scrappy. "Or else what?", asked the leader. "What are you going to do to me?" By now the leader rat was right in Scrappy's face. "You going to hit me or something?", snickered the rat. The three rats started laughing real hard pounding the trash bins. "Not a bad idea", said Scrappy as he landed a right into the rat's chest. Scrappy was aiming for the rat's face, but the rat was twice his size. "Ouch", Scrappy said as he shook his hand. The rat just smiled and said, "OK you little punk, now it's time for a lesson in pain." He grabbed Scrappy by the suspenders and held him up in the air. "That was stupid", thought Scrappy as he dangled in the air, "This guy's really got big muscles, but I know someone who's got bigger", he thought with a smile. By now Neil tried to help out, but the two other rats held him by the arms so that he could not move. "What are you smiling at kid, you like to get beat up or something?" The rats laughed again. "No", replied Scrappy "But if I were you, I'd let me go unless you want to wind up in intensive care." The rats laughed again. "Oh Yeah, and who's going to put me there?" "A certain friend of mine", replied Scrappy. "Who", replied the rat "The guy over there", he said motioning over to Neil. The rats laughed again. "No", replied Scrappy, "A certain mouse that you might have herd of named Mighty Mouse." The rats laughed ever harder now, "Mighty Mouse, yeah right, a little runt like you friends with Mighty Mouse", laughed the head rat.

"OK", said Scrappy with a smile, "But don't say that I didn't warn you, HELP, MIGHTY MOUSE, HEEEEEEELP", yelled Scrappy. "I had enough of this little runt", snarled the rat, but just before he could land one on Scrappy he heard a familiar tune. "Here I Come to Save the Day", sung Mighty Mouse as he zoomed down towards the alley. "Wow", said one of the rats, "This kid really does know Mighty Mouse, let's get out of hear!!" But it was too late, Mighty Mouse had already landed right in front of them.

"Your hurting my pal", Mighty said angrily, "Now let him go, or I'll hurt you!" The rat dropped Scrappy. "Mighty looked over to the other rats, they immediately let go of Neil. "Now get out of hear", snapped Mighty. "No", said the head rat, "I like it hear, and I wanted a piece of you for a while, Mighty Mouse. We'll see how Mighty you really are." "OK", said Mighty "I'm feeling up to a little rat pounding." \par \par \tab The two eyed each other up for about a minute, then the rat lepted at Mighty. Mighty quickly moved out of the way and the rat went right by him and flew into a trash bin. The two other rats tried to sneak up behind Mighty, but his Mighty hearing picked up on their footsteps. Mighty then reached behind him and grabbed the two rats by the shirts and swung them in front of him, ramming them right into themselves, knocking them out.

During all of this, the big rat regained his senses and wanted to show Mighty what he could do. He got behind the trash bin and pushed it right into Mighty, pinning him against a wall. "Get him Mighty, you can do it", shouted Scrappy and Neil. "All right boys", Mighty said with a wink. Being pinned did not harm Mighty at all, it felt kind of good actually, but enough was enough. "Hey Scrappy", said Mighty "Want to see a new power of mine?" "Sure", Scrappy answered. Mighty closed his eyes and started to feel the swift burning sensation through his body. "I'd move away if I were you", Mighty said to the rat. "Why should I?", the rat responded. Then Mighty opened his eyes, they were fiery red. The rat quickly backed away from the trash bin, as Mighty grunted. Scrappy, Neil and the rats looked wide eyed as Mighty started to grow, and grow, and grow. He was huge!! His muscles were four times bigger then usual, and he was three times in hight. His costume changed as he grew as well. It had a fiery look to it, to match his eyes, and he had a long black cape, and black boots to match. He grabbed the trash bin, held it up to his waste and crushed it, using no effort at all. He then walked towards the rats. He, stomped his feet as he walked so the ground shook with each step. He towered over the three shocked rats. (Illustration) "Now", he said in a deeper voice, "I'm only going to say this one more time, GET OUT OF MOUSEVILLE!!" "Y..Y..Yes s...s...sir", responded the rats. And sped out of the alley way.

Soon after they left Mighty returned to his "usual" self, and walked over to the boys. "So, what did you think?", he asked. "What on earth was that?", asked Scrappy "I mean, it was you, but it wasn't you, but it was!" "I know", said Mighty, "It's hard for me to explain, but some day I will, I promise." "Can you control it?", asked Scrappy. "Sure, I can control it just as I can control my powers now", said Mighty with a wink. "Cool costume, reminds me of Metallica", added Neil. "Thanks, I like it too", Mighty responded. "By the way, I never saw you around Mouseville before, what's your name?", Mighty asked Neil "Did you just move here?" "Yes sir", answered Neil "My name is Neil, Neil B. Mouse". "Sir?, just call me Mighty OK", laughed Mighty "Well welcome to Mouseville Neil." "Thanks MM, man I'm such a huge fan of yours, I can't believe I'm actually seeing you in person", Neil said. "Well, believe it, I'm always glad to meet a fan", Mighty said "I see by your jursey that you are a Flyers fan, are you from Philadelphia?" "Born and raised, and yes, I'm a huge Flyers fan", said Neil. "Well, I cached them the other night on TV", responded Mighty "They are a pretty good team." "Wow, you watched the Flyers?", Neil asked. "Yup, I like hockey, I think that I'd make a pretty good goalie, no pads necessary", responded Mighty with a smile. "One things for sure, no puck would ever get passed you", laughed Neil. "Well boys, I've got to get back on my patrol", said Mighty "It was nice to meet you Neil, I hope to see you around." "Sure thing MM", responded Neil "Thanks for saving our tails." "Hey, it's what I do" Mighty said as he took off for the sky.

Chapter Six

Neil got home late after hanging out with Scrappy. He took a quick shower, and turned on his stereo. He poped in a Sound Garden CD, and listened to "Black Hole Sun". "Can't wait to see them live", he said as he grabbed a cold soda from the frige. A few minutes later Neil heard a tapping on his window. "What the heck", Neil said as he walked over to the window. He could not believe his eyes when he saw Mighty Mouse just standing there, in mid-air outside his window. "May I come in?", asked Mighty. "S..S..S..Sure Mighty Mouse", Neil replied as he opened the window to let Mighty in. Mighty Mouse flew right in. "I was in the area, and thought that I'd bring you a little house warming gift", said Mighty as he landed on the floor. "You brought me a house warming gift?", asked Neil. "That's what I said", Mighty responded with a smile. "I remembered that you are a Flyers fan, and thought that you'd like this", said Mighty as he handed Neil the steel bar that he bent into the Flyers symbol. He even used his heat vision to engrave: "To Neil B. Mouse, from Mighty Mouse."

Neil could not believe it, the legendary Mighty Mouse, right in his own apartment, and that he gave him such a wonderful present that he made using his great super human strength. Neil must have thanked Mighty about ten times. "I know just where to put it", Neil said as he led Mighty into a small room. In the room, there were a whole bunch of Mighty Mouse items, including a Mighty Mouse cookie jar, Mighty Mouse mug, a table full of Mighty Mouse figurines, dozens of MM comic books, and a lot more. Mighty was taken back by Neil's collection of, well, him, Mighty Mouse. Neil put the Flyers symbol on a nail on a wall next to a drawing of Mighty that Neil drew. "Offcourse I'll frame it sometime", said Neil. "Wow", said Mighty looking around the room "Nice collection, how long have you been a collector of, well, me?", asked Mighty. "About six years now", responded Neil.

Neil walked over to a small couch in the room and picked up a stuffed Mighty Mouse doll. "This is my favorite item out of my collection", Neil said, "I call him Big Papa." "Well, it's nice to meet you Big Papa", said Mighty with a smile. Mighty then posed like Big Papa, putting his hands on his hips. "Although, I can never understand why these stuffed Mighty's never show my teeth", said Mighty with a laugh. Neil just could not believe that Mighty Mouse was right there, standing just a few feet in front of him. Mighty Mouse sure was big, but Neil noticed that he was a bit taller than Mighty, and he himself was not very tall. But, he knew that what Mighty might have lacked in size, he more than made up for it with his incredible strength. Neil just could not believe the size of Mighty's biceps as Mighty flexed one of his arm muscles to mimic a picture of himself that he was looking at. (Illustration) His costume was cool to. The yellow in his costume was more brighter than Neil had seen in the comics, and he had a more darker shade of red in his costume as well. Neil figured that Mighty wore yellow because it's the color of cheese, and red to let his, unlucky, attacker know to BACK OFF.

They left the "Mighty" room, and went back into the small living room where Mighty entered. "This is a great place that you have here", said Mighty, "Reminds me of a place that I one lived in", he said with a smile. "Where do you live now, if you don't mind me asking?", Neil asked. "No problem at all", responded Mighty, "I live in a house just outside of Mouseville." "Why did you ever leave the moon?", asked Neil. "For two reasons", said Mighty folding his arms across his chest, "One reason was to get closer to Pearl, and Mouseville. The other is because ever since the sixties allot of people kept going up there, disturbing my peace and quiet with there large rockets. I mean I'm all for science and all, but that was ridiculous! And the Neil Armstrong guy parked his Lunar Rover right outside my front crater! But, I still go up there every now and then to think, and also to make sure that NASA did not find any of my equipment up there."

Mighty looked at Neil. He was tall for a mouse, big too. Mighty figured out that he was an athlete of some sort, by his hight and by the fact that it took two of those tough street rats to hold him down. "So", Mighty asked, "What sport do you play?" Neil was impressed, not only did Mighty have great strength, but he was very smart also, and that he picked up on stuff that other people might not have. Two great qualities of a super hero as great as Mighty Mouse. Probably also how Mighty Mouse always seems to be one step ahead of the bad guys. "I used to play basketball on my old school's basketball team for three and a half seasons", Neil responded, "I still try to play in a pick-up game here and there."

"You also lift weights I see", said Mighty with a smile. "Man, he's good", thought Neil. "Well, not as much as I should", said Neil rubbing the back of his head, "It's hard for me to keep a routine sometimes, but I try the best that I can to keep in shape, offcourse, I don't have to tell you that." Mighty Mouse laughed and said "I've been known to lift some weights every so often. You know, there is a gym a couple of blocks away: "The Mouse of Steel Gym". I don't have to tell you who it's dedicated to", smiled Mighty, "And it's free to all mice. Just my way to try to get all mice to be more healthy. You can work out there if you'd like. I try to stop by there every now and then to show mice the right way to lift weights." "A gym with your name on it", said Neil, "I'm there". "Great", said Mighty walking towards the window.

"Well it's getting late", said Mighty starting to float off the ground, "I've got to be getting back to my home. Thank you for showing me your place." "Your welcome Mighty", Neil said, "And thank you for the house warming gift." "Your most welcome", said Mighty flying out of the window, "Maybe sometime we could play a little basketball, you know, some one on one." "Man, you'd kill me", laughed Neil. "Nah, I'd go easy on you", said Mighty with a wink. Mighty then flew off into the Mouseville moonlight. "Wow", said Neil closing the window, "What a mouse."

Chapter Seven

Mighty's alarm clock awoke him at 5:00 AM. He slowly crawled out of bed and went to wash his phase and brush his teeth. He then plopped down on the ground and did two hundred push ups with one arm, then he did the same with the other. He then put his MM costume on and put his Mike clothes in a suit case and went downstairs to his kitchen. He ate some fruit and cereal with a glass of milk. He then drank some coffee to keep him awake. Hey, even super heroes need their coffee in the morning.

Mighty headed for Mouseville around 6:00 AM. He got to WPRL around 6:02 AM. "Perfect timing", he said as he opened the window that he always kept unlocked so that he could fly in as Mighty and change into his Mike clothes. "Perfect", said Mighty, "I have just about an hour to make my daily morning patrol of Mouseville. He then zoomed out of the window, almost hitting some pigeons on his way out, "Watch it, mouse coming threw!", he shouted as he nearly missed them.\par \par \tab Mighty flew over the Mouseville expressway. "Whoa, looks like we have a pile up", said Mighty as he noticed a huge traffic jam leading into Mouseville. He flew a bit more over the expressway until he spotted what was causing the pile up. It was a huge truck that was over turned, blocking all three lanes leading into Mouseville. "Better help out, don't want all of those people late for work", Mighty said as he headed down towards the accident.

When he got there, Mighty noticed that the truck's driver was still stuck in the truck. "Hang tight", said Mighty, "I'll get you out." Mighty grabbed the truck's front bumper, and lifted it off the ground, flipping the truck right side up. He then put the truck gently on the ground. Mighty then ripped the driver side door of its hinges and pulled the driver out. The driver had a few bumps and bruises, but nothing serious. "Thank you Mighty Mouse", said the driver as he dusted himself off, "I don't know how I lost control of the truck, one minute I'm driving along fine, and the next she's on her side." "These things happen", said Mighty, "At least no one was hurt. What are you hauling?" "Big speakers", replied the driver, "For the MOUSAPOLUSA consert tomorrow." "Oh yes, the big rock consert", replied Mighty.

"Looks like no speakers where harmed in the crash", said the driver checking his cargo, "But, I don't know how I'm going to get them to Mouseville Park, as this truck isn't going anywhere, the engines busted." "Leave that to me", replied Mighty with a sly grin, "Just get in and hang on." The driver got back into the truck and snapped on his seat belt. "Where did Mighty Mouse go?", thought the driver looking around for Mighty. Suddenly, the driver felt a jult, all of a sudden the truck lifted off the ground and was soaring in the air. "You OK up there?", asked a voice from under the truck. It was Mighty Mouse, and he himself was making sure that the cargo got to wear it had to be. The driver could not believe it. One minute he was turned over on the express way, and the next, he was soaring through the air, curtsey of Mighty Mouse airlines. "Man", thought the driver, "That's one strong mouse." The driver noticed one of Mighty's arms sticking out from under the truck for stearing purposes. That ment the Mighty Mouse was flying through the air, holding the truck up with one hand!

Mighty made his way, with his new cargo, to the park. He landed, placing the truck down gently, in front of a huge stage that was being set up for the consert. The driver got out of the truck as a bunch of worker mice came over to great Mighty Mouse. Mighty quickly shook hands, signed some autographs, and even posed with some of the worker mice for a picture. "Thanks for the lift Mighty Mouse", said the truck driver shaking Mighty's hand. "Anytime", replied Mighty as he took off for the sky.

Mighty flew passed the Mouseville clock tower. "All done, with five minutes to spare", he said as he headed for the WPRL News building. Once he got there, he opened the window, flew in, and got into his Mike cloths. He then peeked out of the door, and when he saw that no one was coming he calmly walked out and headed for the news room.

Chapter Eight

Mike caught up to Pearl on the way to the news room. "So", said Pearl, "How was your evening Mike?" "All right", replied Mike with a smile, "And how was yours?" "Fine", replied Pearl with a sigh, "I thought allot about Mighty Mouse", she said with a wink. Pearl saw some greece on Mike's gloves, "What happened to you?", she asked pointing at Mike's gloves. Mike almost forgot that Pearl new who he really was, "Um.....I had some car problems....Yeah...Car problems", replied Mike. "But, you don't have a car", replied Pearl. "I know, I was helping someone else out with their car." "So, you just picked up the car then huh?", Pearl asked with a smile. "What??", asked Mike puzzled. "Mike, don't you remember?", asked Pearl, "I know who you really are." "Oh yeah", Mike said a bit embarrassed, "Sorry Pearl, force of habit." "That's OK", replied Pearl.

The two of them headed into the news room. They both sat down at the news desk facing the cameras, and were all ready for the day's shoot. "Three....Two....One....Your on guys", said a voice from one of the speakers overhead. "Good morning Mouseville", said Pearl, "I am Pearl Pureheart and this is Mike Mouse, and you are watching WPRL News. Our top story is the big rock consert in Mouseville Memorial Park tomorrow." "That's right Pearl", replied Mike, "MOUSAPOLUSA", is a free, open aired, rock consert featuring the rock groups Metallica, Sound Garden, Alice in Chains, R.E.M., and The Smashing Pumpkins." Mike chuckled a bit "Interesting names", he said, "Yes, and it IS a free consert", replied Pearl, "And all mice are welcome to come out and enjoy the music. And today Mighty Mouse himself is going to great the music groups as they arrive to Mouseville." "He is?", asked Mike, "I mean HE IS, Mighty Mouse IS going to great the groups to Mousville as a favor to the mayor, as he is on a cheese business trip in Wisconsin. "And now these messages", Pearl said as the WPRL music started.

"Mike", Pearl whispered, "Don't tell me you forgot Mighty Mouse's promise to the mayor." "I..I mean..he didn't forget his promise, but how is he going to get there, I think he is a bit buisey at the moment." "Don't worry about that", Pearl said with a smile, "I'll take care of it, just do what I tell you." "Ten seconds to air", said the voice over the speaker. "OK", said Pearl to Mike, "Now fall down and grab your stomach." "Pearl", joked Mike, "I don't think that this is the time or the place." "Mike", snapped Pearl, "Do you want me to help you or not?" "OK, take it easy", said Mike as he dropped to the ground, clutching his stomach. "What happened to Mike?", asked the voice over the speaker. "I told you not to pour that cream into your coffee, Mike", said Pearl with a wink, "I told you it had been sitting out too long." "Ooooooh, I should have listened", said Mike, giving a wink back to Pearl.

"Are you OK?", asked Pearl, "Can you make it out of the studio?" "Sure I can", said Mike, "But, I have to stay and finish this broadcast, it's my commitment to WPRL and to you." "I'll give you an Oscar later", whispered Pearl, "Now is NOT the time to get dramatic, you've got to go." "No, I insist that you go home and rest, Mike", Pearl said "I can finish up the show by myself." "OK", said Mike as Pearl and a few camera mice helped him up. "Can you make it out OK?", asked one of the camera mice. "Sure, I'll be fine", responded Mike. "I hope that you feel better Mike", said Pearl as Mike made his way out of the studio. "I'm sure that I will", responded Mike as he left the studio, "Thanks Pearl." "Your more than welcome", Pearl said giving him a smile.

Mike made his way out of the building, then when he made sure that no one followed him out, he ducked into an alley way and flew out as Mighty Mouse. "Pretty clever of Pearl, coming up with that sly idea", Mighty thought as he made his way to the park. The tour bus was just pulling into the parking lot as Mighty made his way down to the ground. He looked on as the bus doors slid open and the music groups came out. The music groups sure made interesting looking mice. Some had long hair and others wore ear rings but, they all were certainly musicians, young to.

Mighty knew that just a few minutes earlier they were humans. But, as they entered Mouseville they, not knowingly, turned into mice. You see, when humans enter Mouseville they turn into mice but, they do not know it and they think that they always were mice. When they leave Mouseville, they turn back into humans again, with no memory of what just happened.

The groups made their way of the bus, and all immediately noticed Mighty Mouse. "Welcome to Mouseville", Mighty said as they made their way off of the bus. "Who are you?", asked one of the members of Alice in Chains. "Yeah, who's the big guy", added a member of Metallica. "I'm Mighty Mouse", said Mighty putting his hands on his hips, "I'm here to welcome you to Mouseville, and to thank you for bringing your consert to Mouseville." "Yeah right", snickered Chris Cornell, the lead singer of Sound Garden. "And I'm Mickey Mouse." The music groups started to laugh. "Why doesn't anyone ever believe me?", thought Mighty Mouse. "Yes, I AM Mighty Mouse", responded Mighty. "Oh Yeah, two words, PROVE IT", said a member of The Smashing Pumpkins.\par \par \tab Mighty thought for a second, then he remembered what he did to prove to Gosalyn that he was Mighty Mouse. "OK", said Mighty with a smile, "I see that you have a nice tour bus there, mind if I take a look underneath?" "Sure", said the lead singer of Metallica, "How are you going to do that?" "You'll see", said Mighty moving towards the bus. Mighty, as he did for Gosalyn, moved slowly, with one hand he grabbed the rear bumper, took a deep breath, and began lifting it off the ground. All the music groups looked, in disbelief, as Mighty effortlessly held the rear end of the huge bus up in the air with one hand. He flexed his other arm, showing off a massive bicep. He winked and said, "As I said, I AM Mighty Mouse. "OK, OK, we believe you", said the groups. Mighty then gently put the rear end of the bus on the ground.

"Man that mouse is strong", remarked Kim Thayil, lead guitarist of Sound Garden, "It can ONLY be Mighty Mouse." "Yeah, and he's BUILT", added the mousette member of The Smashing Pumpkins, "How do you keep in such great shape, Mighty Mouse?" "Well", answered Mighty, "By always having to prove to other people who I am. I get good exercise that way." Mighty led the groups to the stage. "Man, this place rocks", said James Hetfield, lead singer of Metallica, "But, all of a sudden I have a craving for some cheese." The other groups agreed, and Mighty pointed out a good restaurant just across from the park. "Will we see you at the consert, Mighty Mouse?", asked some of the members of R.E.M.. "Sure", responded Mighty, "I'm interested in hearing your music. All of the young mice in Mouseville always listen to it, and I'm curious as to what type of music you play." "Well", laughed some members of Metallica, "You'll see."

Chapter Nine

Neil met Scrappy outside his apartment. He was wearing a Sound Garden shirt and black sweat pants. "Ready to go?", asked Scrappy, who was wearing a Metallica shirt with a pair of long dark red shorts. "Do you even have to ask?", joked Neil as they headed down the block. Suddenly, they heard a thump behind them, as if something just landed on the ground. "Hello boys", said a familiar voice. It was Mighty Mouse. "Hey MM", said Scrappy and Neil. "I thought that you guys might like a lift to the consert." "Are you kidding?", asked the boys. "Man, that would kick." "Well, hop on", said Mighty holing out his arms. The boys each grabbed on to one of Mighty's arms, "Hang on, here we go", said Mighty taking off for the sky. From up in the air, the boys could see all of Mouseville, they even saw the huge crowds of mice heading towards the park. "Man", said Neil, "This is incredible." "It's the only way to fly", added Scrappy. "Wow", thought Neil, "Mighty Mouse sure can fly. He has incredible control over his power, and he's really moving. It would have taken about an hour to get to the park, and it only took only a minute to get there, the Mighty way."

"All right boys, here we are", said Mighty landing, softly, on the ground. A group of mice formed around them as Mighty took off. "Wow man", asked one of the mice, "Mighty Mouse brought you two here?" "Yup", said Scrappy, "We're personal friends of double M." "That's cool man", said another mouse, who was wearing a Metallica shirt, and had piercings all over his face, "Mighty Mouse is THE MOUSE!" Then the two boys said good bye to the other mice and made their way through the scorns of mice until they were almost right up to the stage.

Pearl was there also. WPRL was one of the sponsors of "MOUSAPOLUSA", and Pearl was there to interview some kids at the consert, perhaps even some of the bands. From above, Mighty spotted Pearl and flew down right behind her and tapped her on the shoulder. "Mighty Mouse, how did you find me?", asked Pearl when she saw who tapped her. "It was easy", Mighty said, "Your the only mousette here that doesn't have green, purple, or blue hair." "I see", said Pearl looking around at the crowd. "And don't worry", she said, "Mike is at home, sick." She then gave Mighty a wink. "Thanks Pearl", Mighty said giving her a wink back, "But, if Mike is at home sick, shouldn't I worry?" "Funny", said Pearl.

Pearl was wearing an interesting black dress. "You like it?, asked Pearl, "It's the latest fashion with the young mousettes. I rented one to blend in with the crowd, no need to make anyone, that I'm interviewing, to feel uncomfortable. So, what do you think? Does it fit me well?" "I think that it fits you too well", said Mighty, "Here, let me lend you my cape." "Oh Mighty", snapped Pearl, "You worry too much, I'll be fine. (Illustration of Mighty and Pearl) Oh, I see just the right person to interview first. Can I see you later?" "Sure Pearl, I'll meet you after your shoot", responded Mighty. "No. I mean later", said Pearl, "You know, after the consert, we'll make our own music over dinner." "OK, dinner it is", said Mighty. "Great, I'll meet you at my place around.....sevenish?", asked Pearl. "Seven fine with me", said Mighty as he started to take off.

The consert started with The Smashing Pumpkins playing a few off their songs: "Zero", "Bullet with Butterfly Wings", and "1979". The crowd went nuts, they were loving the Pumpkins. Then R.E.M. came on stage. "They rock", said Neil as R.E.M. set up for their first song. R.E.M. played "It's the End of the World as We Know it", "The One I Love", "Bang and Blame", and "Shiny Happy Mice". Neil and Scrappy were really into the whole consert, Mighty to, he liked the beat of the songs. Then Alice In Chains came on stage. The mice went nuts with the music of "Again" "A real head Bangor", said Neil banging his head up and down to the music. Scrappy followed, and soon all of the mice were doing the same, jumping up and down, screaming, and even moshing, jumping off of the stage and riding on a sea of the hands of other mice. Alice In Chains also played "Heaven Beside You", "Grind", and "Over Now".

Then it was Sound Garden's turn. "All right", yelled Neil as Sound Garden made their way to the stage. Sound Garden started their performance with "Blow Up the Outside World", then they played "Burden in My Hand", "Pretty Noose", and concluded with "Black Hole Sun".\par \par \tab At the same time, Pearl was back stage looking for someone to interview. "Hey, maybe I can interview that stage hand", she said as she walked towards a guy working on some loud speakers. "Excuse me sir", said Pearl tapping him on the shoulder, "But, may I ask you some que......Hey, what are you doing, HEY.....EEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKK!!!!!"

Chapter Ten

Metallica was just about to get set up for their performance, when all of a sudden a huge bang went off as smoke filled the stage, a weird type of music also started to play. "All right mice", said a strange voice, "Now it's really time to rock!!" An odd looking figure came out from the smoke, he wore all black, he was real thin and had a real white face with black around his eyes, he also looked like he had black lipstick on his lips, and he had real long black hair. "Oh no, it can't be", said Chris Cornell. "I though we left him back in Seattle", replied one of the members of Alice In Chains, "How did HE get here?" "How did WHO get here?", asked Scrappy. "Marilyn Mousin", answered one of the members of The Smashing Pumpkins, "That guy's bad news. He thinks that he is everything but, his conserts stink. He asked us if we'd let him go with us on this cosert but, we said no, we didn't need HIS type of music on our tour."

Marilyn Mousin walked slowly across the stage, "All right mice, I am Marilyn Mousin, the most evil mouse on the face of the earth, and I'm taking over this consert!" By this time Mighty Mouse made his way down to the stage "Well, I'm Mighty Mouse, the strongest mouse on the face of the earth", said Mighty landing on the stage, "And I'm not going to let you ruin this consert!" All of the mice went nuts as Mighty walked over towards Marilyn Mousin. "Cream him Mighty!", yelled Scrappy. "Yeah, knock his make up off", added Neil.\par \par \tab Mighty did not know what to make of this strange looking mouse. "Look, I don't know who you are or what you want but, If I were you I'd leave." "Oh yeah", snapped Mousin, "And if I don't?" Mighty crossed his arms across his chest, reviling his huge biceps, "Do I really have to answer that?" asked Mighty with a smile. (Illustration) "Look muscle head", responded Mousin, "You don't scare me. I've done some homework on you, and I've found out that you have two weaknesses. One, your girlfriend Pearl Pureheart." What did you do to her?", asked Mighty, grabbing Marilyn's shirt. "Easy there big guy", responded Marilyn, "Trust me she's fine, look for yourself", Mousin said pulling back a curtain. Pearl was tied up, with chains, to a huge loud speaker. "You've herd of Alice In Chains, well that's Pearl In Chains", said Mousin with an evil grin. Mighty held up a fist, "Well your about to be Marilyn In the Emergency Room!!", yelled Mighty heading towards Mousin. "Now hold on Mighty", Marilyn snickered, "I haven't told you about your second weakness yet." Mighty lunged towards Marilyn but, Marilyn pulled out some chains from a bag and tossed them at Mighty. Mighty fell backwards with a THUD on the stage. Mighty felt real weak, he couldn't move, only one thing could do this to him. "That's right", said Marilyn, moving towards Mighty, "Those chains are covered with Limbergerite, your powers will soon fade, and you'll probably die, oh well, so sad."

The mice could not believe it, their great champion was bested by some creepy rock star. "But, how did you get here?", asked Neil. "Easy", responded Mousin, "I crawled into the luggage department under the bus. I ate maggots for the whole weak it took to get here. You other groups SUCK! You need me in your little consert, and now I'm here and even the great Mighty Mouse can't stop me now!" "He'll stop you!", yelled Scrappy, "And you Suck, didn't anyone tell you that it isn't Halloween?" "Well, aren't you just the little piece of s***", responded Mousin with a grin. "What did you call me?", Scrappy asked climbing up on stage. Scrappy ran towards Marilyn, "This is for Mighty!", Scrappy yelled as he tried to punch Marilyn but, Marilyn grabbed Scrappy's arm, turned him around, and shoved him off stage into a crowd off mice. "You OK?" asked Neil. "Yeah, just a little dizzy", responded Scrappy.

"Now, for why I'm here", Marilyn said grabbing his guitar. "You see, I installed a bomb in one of those loud speakers." "Let me guess", said Pearl, "It's the one that I'm tied to, right?" "How did you guess?", asked Mousin with a sinister smile. "Because, I've delt with people like you before", she said. "Well, anyhow with one blast from my guitar, BOOM BOOM, BYE BYE! Now, are you ready to ROCK?" Marilyn started singing a weird song, "The beautiful mice, the beautiful mice.....the beautiful....the beautiful mice, the beautiful mice...."

Mighty Mouse was getting weaker and weaker. He started to black out, "Snap out of it Mighty Mouse", he thought to himself, "I AM Mighty Mouse, and I'm not going to let some deranged rocker hurt all of these mice. Maybe Mighty Mouse's weakness is Limbergerite but, it isn't "Ultra" Mighty Mouse's!" Mighty Mouse grunted as he went through his change from Mighty Mouse to "Ultra" Mighty Mouse. The chains instantly began to snap off his massive muscles. He was behind some speakers so nobody saw him changing, including Marilyn Mousin. "And now", said Marilyn, "For the fire works." Suddenly, a bunch a speakers flew into the air. "What the f*** did that?", asked Marilyn watching the speakers fly out of site. Suddenly, the stage started shaking, "I did, and Your next", said Mighty walking across the stage towards a wide eyed Mousin. The mice couldn't believe it, Mighty was HUGE, he was twice the size of any mouse, including Marilyn. "But...But", said Mousin, "The Limbergerite." "Oh, you mean this stuff", Mighty said holding up some broken pieces of chains. "I like the cape", said Marilyn, "But I hate the mouse that's in it!" Marilyn swung his guitar at the huge mouse, striking him across his chest. Mighty just smiled as the guitar broke into many pieces upon impact. Marilyn could not believe it, Mighty didn't even flinch. Mighty then held out a huge fist and flicked Marilyn, with one finger, into some drums.

"Um. Mighty", said Pearl, "Remember me? I'm kind of tied up here." "Offcorse not Pearl", responded Mighty, walking towards her. Mighty grabbed the chains and, using no effort at all, ripped them off of her. (Illustration) Pearl was speechless, she didn't even come up to his waist. "Thanks Mighty", she said as Mighty helped her to her feet. "No problem Pearl", responded Mighty, "Now for Mousin." But, when Mighty looked at the drums, Mousin was not there. "Looking for me", said Mousin, now behind Mighty. While Mighty was freeing Pearl, Marilyn was plugging another guitar into his amp, that was hocked up to the loud speaker. "Now, for those fire works." Marilyn raised his arm to strike his guitar. "I hope you know how to mosh, Pearl", said Mighty. "No, but I'm a fast learner", responded Pearl, as Mighty raised her into the air. "OK", said Mighty, "All of you mice in the first couple of rows, get ready to catch her." "Mighty, what are you going to do?", asked a nervous Pearl. "Well, I can't handle, both, the bomb and you at the same time now can I? Just hang on." Mighty thrusted Pearl into the crowd, just as Marilyn struck his guitar. Mighty jumped on the loud speaker as it blew. BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Pearl was caught, safely, by a bunch of mice. Everyone was safe, the blast didn't injure anyone thanks to Mighty but, where was Mighty. "Well, even though I didn't kill all of you", said Marilyn, "At least I got rid of that muscle bound rat." "NO!", yelled Pearl, making her way back on stage. Then, suddenly, the stage started to shake again. "No way", said Marilyn, "Yes way", said Pearl as the two of them saw a huge figure coming out of the smoke. "You should be in pieces", said Marilyn as Mighty walked down the stage. "Well, I'm not but, your going to be." "Back off", said Marilyn grabbing Pearl. "Sorry freak", said pearl, "But, I'm already taken." She then stepped on Marilyn's foot, causing him to let go of her. "Now let's see what else my foot can do", she said with a smile. Pearl then side kicked Mousin in the chest sending him flying right into Mighty. The crowd went nuts, "Man, she can kick", said one of the members of R.E.M.. "You sure you want me to take care of him?" asked Mighty. "He's all yours Mighty", she responded.

Marilyn looked up to see a very ticked off Mighty looking down at him with his red eyes. Mighty then grabbed Mousin by the shoulder and hoisted him into the air, so that he was face to face with him. (Illustration) "You know Marilyn", said Mighty raising his fist, "I've heard that India is nice this time of year." "Man", said Scrappy, "Marilyn's going to feel this in the morning." "OK Marilyn", said Mighty, "Time for your one way flight out of Mouseville." Then, WHAM, Mighty knocked Marilyn right into the air, sending him flying out of Mouseville.

Chapter Eleven

"Man, that Mouse rocks", said Lars Ulrich, the drummer of Metallica, as Metallica walked on stage, "Man you sent him flying!" "And your costume is hard core", said the lead singer, James Hetfield, "But, it's a shame that we can't play, the explosion blew our amps, we don't have the electricity to play our guitars. "Don't worry guys", said Mighty with a grin, "Leave that up to me, just get ready."

Mighty grabbed the stage, with Metallica on it, and held it up in the air. Then he closed his eyes and grunted as some sort of electrical power went through his fingers and powered up the amps. It was a power of Mighty's that he hardly used but, it was some sort of electrical power that he has in his arms that he can use to reverse time. Now that he was in his "Ultra" Mighty stage, that power off his grew as well, letting him charge up the stage. (Illustration of Mighty)

The crowd went nuts as a "Mighty charged" Metallica played "Enter Sand Man", "Until it Sleeps", "King Nothing, "Fuel", and finished off with "Hero of the Day". All with Mighty holding the stage under them, he even spun it around a little. Mighty then gently placed the stage down and turned back to his "usual" self.

After the consert was over and the crowds left, Mighty and Pearl walked towards Scrappy and Neil, who were hanging out with the music groups. "Well guys", said Mighty, "I'm going to take Pearl home, want a lift?" "No thanks Mighty", said Scrappy, "Neil and I are going to hang with the groups a little bit more, then we are going to the gym and play some basketball. "OK", said Mighty. "Well, it was nice to meet you guys, I loved your music." "Thanks Mighty, and thanks for saving our tails, man your THE MOUSE.", said the groups. "Maybe you could go on tour with us?", asked James Hetfield. "Thanks but, I'm kind of needed here in Mouseville, and around the world". said Mighty picking up Pearl, "Well, got to fly, good luck with the rest of your tour." Mighty then took off with Pearl in his arms. "See ya MM!", yelled Scrappy and Neil as Mighty flew away, "Now, about putting us into one of your music videos", they said to Metallica.

Mighty landed on Pearl's pent house deck. "Now, about dinner", Pearl said. "Later", said Mighty, "I want to show you something. "What is it?", asked Pearl. "You'll see in about five minutes, Pearl", Mighty responded. Mighty held Pearl's hand, "You know", he said "The rock look is a good look on you, then again, any look is a good look on you." "I don't know how young people whair this stuff", said Pearl, "It's so uncomftorble, and on an evening like this, you can catch a cold." Mighty took off his cape off and wrapped it around Pearl's shoulders. "Thanks Mighty", she said, "You know, I'm glad that you are back to your "normal" size." "Why's that Pearl?", asked Mighty. "Because I'm able to reach your face, to do this", she said as she kissed him on his cheek. "In that case, I'm glad too", said a blushing Mighty.\par \par \tab "Oh", said Mighty, "It's time for what I was going to show you." "What is it?", asked Pearl. "That", said Mighty, pointing to the park. The sun was setting, and it sure was a beautiful sight. "Wow", said Pearl, "Quite an ending, for quite a day." "It sure is Pearl", said Mighty, as they watched the sun set, "It sure is." (Illustration of Mighty and Pearl)

Well, that's my Mighty Mouse story:) Hope that you liked it, sorry about any spelling or grammer mistakes, just remember, I'm not a writer, just did this for fun:)

I'd love to hear your thoughts on it, if you'd like:)