Amy meets The Seven Boys

Back at the now-clean cottage Amy (dressed in light green pajamas that consists of a T-shirt and pants) held a lit candle in her hands and walked over the stairs with the chaos (all dressed in pajamas). "Let's see what's upstairs." Amy told her friends, as she led them upstairs and into a small room. Only the youngest chao didn't come upstairs; she was knocked backwards. So she decided to climb up the stairs herself. "Oh, what adorable beds!" she squealed, as she noticed seven beds against the walls.

"And look, they have their names carved on them." Amy said to the chaos. "Simba, Flounder, Dale, Zipper. What funny names for children!" she giggled while she continued reading the remaining names on the beds. "Chip, Flower, and Thumper."

Amy yawned and rubbed her eyes. "I'm a little sleepy myself." The young chaos began to yawn as well. "Oh! Oh!" Amy lay down across Simba's bed, Chip's bed, and Dale's bed. As Amy fell asleep, one of the older chaos put out the candle while the other three covered up the sleeping pink hedgehog. Soon, all of the chaos fell asleep on the other boys' beds as well.

As the youngest chao was still climbing up the stairs, music began to fill the bedroom as the seven boys came closer and closer to the cottage.

Simba, Chip, Flounder, Thumper, Flower, Dale, and Zipper: Hi-ho Hi-ho Hi-ho Hi-ho

As the music got louder, the chaos woke up and jumped off the beds.

Simba, Chip, Flounder, Thumper, Flower, Dale, and Zipper: Hi-ho Hi-ho

The chaos ran out of the beds and down the stairs, knocking over the youngest one again. Then they ran over to the window and saw the boys come closer and closer to the cottage.

Bill, John, Old Blind Joe, Peewee Pete, Fidget, Max, and Bartholomew: Hi-ho Hi-ho It's home from work we go Hi-ho Hi-ho! Hi-ho Hi-ho Hi-ho Heigh-ho Hi-ho Hi-ho It's home from work we go

As the singing grew louder, the Pokémon, Dumbo, Timothy, Jim, his brothers, Twilight Sparkle, and her friends ran out of the cottage, forgetting that they had knocked over Spike.

Bill, John, Old Blind Joe, Peewee Pete, Fidget, Max, and Bartholomew: Hi-ho Hi-ho Hi-ho Hi-ho Hi-ho Hi-ho Hi-ho Hi-ho It's home from work we go

The Pokémon, the elephant, the mouse, the crows, and the ponies ran back into the forest, making sure the thugs didn't see them.

Bill, John, Old Blind Joe, Peewee Pete, Fidget, Max, and Bartholomew: Hi-ho Hi-ho Hi-ho Hi-ho It's home from work we go Hi-ho Hi-ho Hi-ho Hi...

"Look!" yelled Bill, as he stopped walking and pointed to their house, causing the bat and mice to bump right into him. "Our house! The lit's light... Uh, the light's lit!" Bill told his friends in shock.

The bat, lizard, and mice poked their heads out from behind three different trees. "Jiminy Cricket!" they gasped. "The door is open." said Bill. "The chimney's smoking." said Old Blind Joe. "Something's in there." said Max. "Maybe a ghost." suggested Old Blind Joe. "Or a goblin." suggested Fidget. "A demon." suggested Bill. "Or a dragon." suggested Max. "Mark my words, there's trouble a-brewin'!" warned John. "I felt it coming all day." He lifted up his right foot and pointed to it. "My paws hurt!" he nodded in a haughty way.

"Gosh." said Flower. "That's a bad sign." said Dale. "What will we do?" Chip, Flounder, Thumper, Flower, Dale, and Zipper asked in unison. "Let's sneak up on it." suggested Flower. "Yes. We'll, uh, squeak up... Sneak up." said Simba before he cleared his throat. "Come on, guys. Follow me."

So armed with their pickaxes the 7 amazons snuck to the front of their cottage and looked inside. "Psst!" whispered Tiger's Eye as he snuck into the cottage with the other amazons right behind him.

"Careful, everyone. Search every cook and nanny... Hook and granny... Crooked fan... Search everywhere." Tiger's Eye told the amazons who split up and began to seach the entire downstairs for who ever was in the cottage besides them but all they found was a clean cottage.

Bill pointed to the floor with Fidget and Max right behind him. "Look! The floor, it's been swept!" They looked at the floor with suspicion.

John wiped his fingertip over one of the chairs. "Hah!" he exclaimed, "Chair's been dusted!"

Old Blind Joe looked at the clean window and opened it. "Our window's been washed."

"Gosh, our cobwebs are missing." gasped Fidget.

Bill looked surprised. "Why, why, why, why, the whole place is clean!" he said.

"There's dirty work afoot." John said with determination, as Bill nodded at him.

Max looked in the sink to see that it was bare. "Sink's empty. Hey! Somebody stole our dishes!" he cried.

"They're not stolen, they're put away." Old Blind Joe said, pointing to the cupboard with his thumb.

Fidget took out his clean light blue cup. "My cup's been washed." he said. Then, he swiped around the inside of the cup with his wing and sadly said, "Suger's gone."

Old Blind Joe and Bartholomew were standing by a cauldron that was cooking over the fire in the fireplace. "Something's cooking." said Old Blind Joe, as he and Bartholomew sniffed the air. "Smells good." He grabbed a spoon and was about to taste what was inside the cauldron before John stomped towards him and Bartholomew.

"Don't touch it, you fools!" snapped John, as he shoved the two mice aside from the pot. "Might be poison." The pot's contents hissed with steam, and the lid rattled. "See?" John explained, "It's witch's brew."

"Look what's happened to our stable... Uh, table." said Bill, as he noticed the now-clean table with clean dishes and a vase filled with white daisies and red roses on it.

"Flowers." said VesVes happily as she took the purple violets out of the vase, smelled them and then put them back in the vase.

Suddenly the three little bluebirds who were hiding in the rafters tapped on a wall causing the 7 Amazons to look around thinking that the creature was in the room. The little bluebirds then gave a loud shriek causing the thugs to run around the room, scared and hiding in different places.

Max hid in a pot.

Old Blind Joe hid behind a chair.

Peewee Pete hid in a bucket with a broom on his head.

Bartholomew hid in a woodpile with an axe on one of the logs.

John hid in a sack of potatoes.

Fidget hid under the stairs.

Bill and his friends crawled out of their hiding places and tiptoed towards the steps where Fidget was hiding. "It's up there." Bill said, pointing up the stairs.

"Yeah. In the bedroom." said Peewee Pete.

"One of us has to go down and chase it up. Up. Down." said Bill, as the others nodded in unison. Then they turned their heads toward Bartholomew, who tried to escape. "I'm outta here!"

Bill handed Bartholomew the candle. "Here, take it."

"But I don't want to do it." said Bartholomew, sweating buckets.

"Don't be nervous," Bill smiled. "Don't be afraid. We're right behind you."

"Yes," John, Old Blind Joe, Peewee Pete, Fidget, and Max added. "Right behind you."

Bartholomew took a deep breath and nodded. "OK." Nervously, he crept up the stairs, pushed opened the door, and looked into the room.

As Bartholomew spun in the room, he heard a groaning noise as he saw Olivia stretching with the covers over her. "IT'S A MONSTER!" screamed a terrified Bartholomew, as he ran right back down the stairs where the other thugs were waiting.

But Bill, John, Old Blind Joe, Peewee Pete, Fidget, and Max thought Bartholomew was the monster, so they ran out of the cottage and locked Bartholomew in the cottage. Finally, Bartholomew pulled so hard that he broke the door knob and ended up falling into the pots and pans, making him look like a monster.

As he ran out of the house, Bill, John, Old Blind Joe, Peewee Pete, Fidget, and Max were hiding behind a tree. "Here it comes!" gasped Max. "Now's our chance." said Old Blind Joe. The two mice and the rest of the thugs were ready to attack the creature.

"Give it to 'im!" Bill shouted.

"Don't let him get away!" cried Fidget.

"Take that, and that, and that!" snapped Peewee Pete.

But when they did, they ended up knocking all of the pots and pans off of JunJun. "Hold on there. It's only Bartholomew." said Bill.

The thugs began to ask Bartholomew what the monster looked like, but they kept asking their questions all at the same time confusing the little drunk mouse.

"Was it a dragon?" asked Max

"Has it got horns?" John questioned in wonder.

"Was it breathing fire?" Old Blind Joe wanted to know.

"Was it droolin'?" Peewee Pete asked.

"What was it doin'?" questioned Fidget.

Finally, Bartholomew managed to tell them that the monster was sleeping in their beds.

"Like this." Bartholomew demonstrated by tilting his head to the right, putting it on his clasped hands, closing his eyes, and snoring.