Uniqua, Austin, Tyrone, and Tasha were staying at a hotel for a vacation with Tasha's Mum (who had kindly invited them). Tyrone was taking a nap on the sofa, Austin was coloring in a picture, and Uniqua was reading a book when suddenly...

"AHHHHH! It-It's a-a-a a mouse! It's a mouse!" screamed Tasha, pointing at a crack between the floorboard and the wall.

Austin looked up from the picture he was coloring in and realized that he had also seen the same mouse earlier. A round fuzzy thing. At first, he had mistaken it for a lollipop that had fallen behind the sofa and collected a pelt of dust fur. Now Austin knew what it really was.

"A mouse? Where?" he asked Tasha, who was now teetering on the arm of the sofa.

"!"

"What?" asked Tyrone, lying on the couch sleepily.

Ta: Tyrone, there's a mouse in the house!
Ty: Let me sleep.
Ta: You're supposed to be my friend!
Ty: Not one peep.
Ta: Well-run hotels don't have mice everywhere! An invasion of rodents is more than I can bear!
Ty: Oh. it's only one and I don't care. Let. Me. Sleep!

Ta: A place for everything and everything in its place. That's the way I try to run my house. There's a place for every spoon and a place for every dish. But there simply are no places for a mouse.
Ty: A nap for every hour and a dream for every nap. I give each the attention it deserves. You know I don't do windows, and you know I don't do mice. So keep it down, you're getting on my nerves.

Ta: There's a mouse in the house!
Ty: Let me sleep!
Ta: You're supposed to be my friend!
Ty: Not one peep.
Ta: You need to help. You have got a job to do!
Ty: It's not in my contract, read paragraph two.
Ta: Tyrone, get up! I am warning you! Catch that mouse or you're in trouble deep!
Ty: Oh, let. Me. Sleep!

"Tyrone, you need to catch that mouse!" said Tasha, who was now running back and fourth in a panic. "I need a mousetrap. No, first I need string. No, wait, I need a cat. I HAVE to get a cat! Wait, I have a cat, sort of." said Tasha, remembering that she had a pet cat at her house that was now unreachable.

Uniqua, Austin, and Tyrone just stared at her for a moment.

"Hey! How about some cheese!" said Uniqua.

"Oh, no thanks. I'm not hunrgy." said Tyrone.

"No, I mean that we can use it to lure the mouse into a cage."

"Great idea!" said Tasha.

"Only one problem," said Austin, "We don't have a cage."

Everyone looked around for a cage (or something that resembled one) to use. There wasn't one. Everyone sighed sadly. It was time to call a professional. Tasha told her mum about the mouse and then she and The Backyardigans went down to the front desk.

Tasha's mum asked the doorman for the service-request book, so she could give their problem to the proper authorities.

"What's the problem?" asked the doorman.

"We've got a mouse." said Tasha's mum.

The doorman's face went pale. He withdrew the book before Tasha's mum could write anything, and then spoke very quietly into his walkie-talkie.

The manager materialized in seconds. He was explained the situation, and he responded in a whisper. The building hadn't had any mice in years, he said. Years. But he'd take care of it. In the meantime -he handed Uniqua a small cage- the four Backyardigans could try to find a way to catch it.

Also, he said -practically passing a hand over everyone's face to complete the Jedi mind trick- They didn't see any mouse.

Author's Note: This fanfic is based on a story by Chris Kaye called "Sic Transit Rodentia". I do not own it or The Backyardigans. Also, the song is from a Garfield episode called "Rodent Rampage", only I changed some of the words around to make it fit in well.

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