We know the story of An American Tail. About how a young mouse named Fievel Mousekewitz had gotten thrown overboard on the ship to America witch led him into an adventure to find his family and save the mice of Ancient New York City. After that, he had more adventures and learned life long lessons.

What if it all took place in modern times and if Fievel's sister Tanya went with him on those adventures? Join to the 2 Mousekewitz siblings as they make their way to America and save the mice in New York from the cats.

Chapter 1: In Russia

Our story begins in a tiny town for mice in Russia. A town that no human ever knew about. Event though it's the 21st Century, the mice are known to still wear 19th Century clothes.

But this story takes place with a young mouse. We go his house and see him with his sister. His name was Fievel Mousekewitz. He wore a pair of blue pants and a red long sleeve that went past his hands and a belt on his chest.

His elder sister Tanya wore a blue and yellow dress. The top was blue while the skirt was yellow.

The 2 were dancing together from the music from a violin. Played by Papa Mousekewitz. However, it was night time and Mama Mousekewitz was trying to get the youngest child Yasha to sleep. But the music kept her up.

"Papa. Stop making that racket. They'll never get to sleep." Mama said to Papa.

"Mama. It's Christmas." Said Papa.

"You think everyday is Christmas."

"I know."

"Presents. What about presents?" Asked Fievel.

"What presents?" Tanya asked too.

"Aw, yes." Papa remembered as he handed Tanya a red babushka. "For Tanya, a new babushka. Merry Christmas."

"Oh Papa, thank you." She said she tried it on.

"You have only one present?" Mama asked, feeling left out.

"Thank you Mama." Tanya replied.

And then, Papa turned to Fievel and gave him the navy blue hat on his head.

"And for you Fievel, a new hat. And not just any hat. A hat that's been in the family for 3 genorations. It belonged to me, your grandfather, and your great grandfather. And now, it belongs to you."

Fievel tried it on. But the hat went passed his ears and covered his eyes.

"It's too big!" He complained as he moved his hat up out of his eyes way.

"You'll grow." Mama told him.

"Did I ever tell about The Giant Mouse Of Minsk?" Papa asked to the kids.

"Is it like the mouse with the tall hair that the prince climbed up?" Asked Tanya.

"No. That was a different story. The Mouse of Minsk was bigger than any mouse in the world. He was tall as a tree. He was so big that he scared away all the cats."

"PAPA! Shh. Don't use that word. Talk about something else." Mama said to him.

"America." Said Fievel.

"Talk about America." Said Tanya.

"Another fairy-tale." Mama segested.

"Ah. America. What a place." Said Papa.

"What a place." Fievel and Tanya said.

"In America, there are bread all over the streets. In America, the streets are made of cheese. In America there mouse holes in every wall." Said Papa.

"You're talking nonsense." Said Mama.

"In America, you have free speach." Papa pointed out. "But know this. In America, there are no crinimels."

"Uhh. I wouldn't count on that." Said Tanya. "The news just reported last week that someone blew up The Statue Of Liberty."

"Okay. Forget that. But there is one true thing. In America, there are no cats."

"PAPA!" Mama shouted. "Shh. I told you not to use that word. They will hear you."

"How can they hear me?"

Just then, everything started to rumble. At that moment, the town was in danger. It was a gang of cossack cats. They were grabbing almost every mice in sight. Mice ran for their lives. Many cars crashed on the buildings and poles and fire-hydrents. Buildings were cought on fire and badly damaged.

Because of the cossacks, Yasha had woken up, beginning to cry. Fievel knew just what to do.

"Don't cry Yasha. I'll take care of them." He said as he grabbed a pan and wooden spoon and ran out the door.

"Fievel! No! Come back." Papa shouted to him.

"I'll get him." Said Tanya as she ran after Fievel.

"Tanya! Don't!" Papa warned, but Tanya didn't listen.

Tanya kept on running so she wouldn't lose sight of Fievel. At that moment, he started to bang the spoon on the pan.

"Go away cats! Go away!" He snapped at them.

"Fievel! No!" Tanya called out to him.

But before she could stop him or he could turn around, one of the cossacks leapped out of no where and started to case them. The two Mousekewitz' quickly took note of this and ran away as fast as they can. And then, they both found themselves sliding down the snowy hill. One of the cats tried to grab them. But they moved out of the way and jumped into a teapot.

The cats grabbed the teapot to look for them. But they were no where to be seen. What the cats didn't know was that they were hiding under the snow. Soon after, the cats gave up on looking for them and went on.

The entire town was all ruined. Many buildings were on fire, the fire department was out, many poles were knocked over, water was everywhere, and there were no running cars left.

"Never do that again." Tanya said to Fievel.

"You're telling me." Fievel replied.

"Are you alright kids?" Mama asked as she, Yasha, and Papa came by.

"We're fine." Said Fievel.

"Oh no!" Tanya exclaimed. "Our home."

Tanya was right. Their home was completely burned down. Fievel gasped the moment he saw something on the ground.

"My games!"

That's right. They were all of Fievel's video games. All burned to ashes. And he was so close to beating them.

"In America," Papa started. "There are no cats."

Authors note:

And there you go. An American Tail in modern times. I'm not sure how this is going though. But it is what it is.

Remember when I said I was gonna publish this on Christmas Day? Change of planes. I'm gonna publish a Harry Potter story on Christmas Day.

I also remember that in the movie, The Statue Of Liberty was being worked on. So I made it that it got blown up and is being rebuilt so that it's still being worked on. But won't end up gold like in the movie.

Also, the resone I'm doing this is because I like to see a true brother and sister relationship with Fievel and Tanya.