Fidget's Introduction
Hi. My name's Fidget and I live in London with Olivia, who I often call "Livy" weeks after the Flaversham case was closed. Don't get me wrong, it's a cute name. Hehehe. Anyway, the year is still 1897. I've been living peacefully now that I'd gotten out of the clutches of my former boss, Professor Ratigan, who had thrown me into the Thames River, which was the worst act of betrayal I've experienced in my life. It didn't damage me permanently. Luckily, a team of doctors came to my aid when I made my way into the hospital by myself, cold. I told them to come look at my left crippled wing and they knew how to fix it. They put me to sleep while they fixed it. Before I apologized to the heroes I kidnapped for Ratigan, they gave me hot chocolate and wished me luck. I was on my way, finding I could redeem myself after saying, "Thank You". I wasn't close to giving up hope, even when I approached my captives door to door. It took a little while for their forgiveness to sink in as in I was true to my word. I calmly took a deep breath. Waiting was hard, I'll tell you that much, but I fought to stay patient and keep my cool. Finally, they gave me a chance to start fresh and since then, Olivia and I were best friends, solving mysteries.
The rest of the story will be written in third-person view like I normally write.