After reading Reyelene's Fidget Connections Canon stories: Here, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty!, Unspoken Words, and The Moon Temptress, they gave me an idea to write up this fic. Also, my Fox and the Hound crossover with The Great Mouse Detective story, The Rat and Bear. Not to mention, I thank Reyelene yet again for the reviews on How Time Flies and my multi-chapter story, The Adventures of Olivia, Fidget, and Toby. Also, Ratigan and Fidget: Talk, Basil in the Closet, and for adding my open-ended story, Ratigan and Fidget: Talk to her favorite stories. I also thank a guest reviewer, James Birdsong for the reviews. Now, moving right along here in this story.

"Basil, would you like to go for a walk?" Fidget offered one night.

"Sure, Fidget," Basil replied, "What a brilliant idea!"

"May Daddy and I go, too, Basil?" Olivia asked.

"Yes, you're welcome to come along, my dear," Basil said and started on his way to Toby's.

"I'm right behind you, Basil!" Dawson called as he, Fidget, and the Flavershams followed close behind him to Toby's home and off they fled into the night.

…

It had been a beautiful, warm night. Everyone hopped off of Toby and ambled through St. James Park. "Well, here we are, St. James Park," Basil proudly announced.

"You've certainly chosen the right place for a walk," Dr. Dawson surmised.

"I couldn't agree more with you fellow detectives," Mr. Flaversham concurred.

"This is the most beautiful park I've ever seen," Olivia enthused in awe.

"Yeah, if it weren't for Basil, we wouldn't be enjoying this night," Fidget agreed.

Ratigan watched behind the bushes in scorn as the six characters paraded through the park. "That bat has turned against me, eh?" he snarled, "Well, I'll just have to prepare myself into making an unexpected turn of event." With that thought, he jumped onto the path they were strolling on. "Oh, help! Have mercy!" Ratigan shouted, feigning a dramatic appearance, "I've lost everything that was important to me, including my right-hand man that left me stranded!"

"Ratigan!" everyone exploded.

"Oh, you think you're all clever, but watch me as I drink this potion," Ratigan sneered and drank his potion that he experimented. It turned him into a massive black furred bear with piercing red eyes. Every one of the passersby were immediately astonished by this beastly figure.

"Drat! I should have brought a gun!" Basil scolded himself.

"I wouldn't be too hard on myself, Basil," Dr. Dawson encouraged, "It wasn't your fault. You didn't know that something like this was going to happen abruptly."

"What shall we do?" Mr. Flaversham asked.

"How about we take him on?" Fidget suggested.

"Fidget, are you ridiculous?" Basil asked, "I can't believe your recklessness!"

"What happens if he doesn't leave us alone?" Fidget shrugged his shoulders. "Have you thought of that? He's not the kind to turn your back on, you know?!"

Basil considered this until he finally said with his hand on his forehead, "Alright, you're right! I must be out of my mind!"

"Do your best!" Dr. Dawson called.

Hearing those encouraging words and all fired up, Fidget leapt on Ratigan's bear form. The peg legged bat pulled and scratched on the bear's fur really hard.

Ratigan roared in pain, so he swatted him, but Fidget was not finished. He pulled one of the rat's…err, bear's ears and soared away to join his friends, only to be dragged away by Ratigan's teeth as they sunk into the bat's right wing. That didn't stop Fidget from bopping him on the nose with his free wing- his left crippled wing that had healed and he plopped down onto the ground, drained from the fight.

Fidget breathed as steadily as he could just to ease his pain and closed his eyes. He tried dragging himself up, but without success.

Just as the bear rat was about to finish him off, Olivia hurdled up to Ratigan and she, too, pulled his fur and gave it a good scratch, causing him to growl angrily and bat her away a little.

The girl mouse also pulled the bear's ear, causing him to snarl in anguish.

Deciding that was enough, she jumped into Basil's arms. Thankfully, she was alright.

"I'm glad I caught you, Olivia, but are you alright?" Basil asked her.

"Yeah, Basil, I'm fine," the brave girl answered exhaustedly, "Thanks."

Ratigan shifted back into his usual form. "You may have defended your friend, Miss Flaversham, but I'll be back," he threatened as he strode toward the sewer.

Fidget started to wake up. "Guys, what happened?" he asked.

"Fidget, you're alive!" Olivia said.

"Good to see you're still alive," Basil told him and took the bat by the hand, "Here, let's look at your wing. Hmm, not bad, but Ratigan must've bitten you."

Sadly, the detective was wrong about the bat's wing being in a mild position. In his eyes, he saw Fidget fidgeting in a hysterical state, so Basil let go. The bat was close to shifting into a bear.

Olivia tried to console him, but Fidget said in a low rasping voice, "Livy, go away. I don't want to hurt you." She did what he said, although she welled up in tears.

"He's right, my bairn," Mr. Flaversham told her.

"Daddy, do you think Fidget will be okay?" she asked her father.

"Yes, I'm sure he will and thanks to the master detective himself, Basil of Baker Street," he assured her.

She felt a little better.

The out of control bat was changing alright and he wasn't feeling himself. He felt his body temperature rising. "I'm burning up!" Fidget yelped in a hoarse voice. That was the moment Basil finally approached him to his salvage.

"Basil, this is all my fault," Fidget croaked, returning back into his usual bat self, "If I would've listened to you, none of this would've happened."

"No, don't be discouraged. You did fine," Basil soothed, "You were our hero and when we return to Baker Street, we'll fix that wing of yours." So, he picked up Fidget and back to Baker Street they went.

…

"There, all fixed!" Basil said eagerly, "Off to bed now."

Fidget, feeling dizzy, sauntered upstairs to his room with Basil's help, where he normally slept and spent the night in every time he visited the detective and his associate.

…

That night, Fidget had a nightmare as he moaned uncomfortably, tossed, and turned in his sleep. Just when he couldn't take it anymore, he woke up breathing heavily.

His ears perked up at the sound of knocking. "Come in."

It was Basil, who stepped into the room to comfort the bat. "Oh, Fidget, I just came in to see what the trouble was," the detective said.

"Is there something you can do, Basil?"

"Yes, but why?" Basil tilted his head to one side.

"Because… I dreamt… I changed into a… savage bear," Fidget trembled.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear about your nightmare," Basil sympathized, "Here, drink this tea, my boy. Dr. Dawson recommends it. It'll help you sleep."

"Okay, anything a doctor can provide," Fidget said and sipped his tea.

"Goodnight and let me know if you need anything. I'll be right where you need me." The great detective exited Fidget's room and entered his.

After finishing off his tea, Fidget yawned and immediately fell asleep.

…

Meanwhile in Ratigan's hideout, Ratigan was gloating over his domination against his henchman. "He's been bitten and he will be mine once again," he snickered and descended to Baker Street.

In there, he found the content bat, sleeping in his bed. "Fidget?" he whispered.

To his disdain, Fidget hadn't awakened. He continued to sleep. Obviously, Ratigan could tell that Fidget was asleep because he heard him snoring. It didn't faze the rat, really because he was used to it. "He's always been a heavy sleeper," Ratigan mused, "He sleeps like a bear." He laughed at his own comment and thought of a way to wake up the resting bat up. Yes, he was going to yell in his face! "Yes, I'm going to try this again for old time's sake." Determined, he eventually cut to the chase, yelling, "FIDGET! WAKE UP!"

It worked! Fidget was awake, but still groggy and disoriented all the same. "Fidget, I want you to know why I have bitten you: To return to me because I missed having you as my employee and would like you to come back. It's been so lonely from where I live now."

Fidget scoffed, his eyes ablaze as if he were a bear, woken up from hibernation and found it difficult to fully function in the discussion, "Yeah right! Even since you gave me another crippled wing? Are you serious? You pissed me off enough tonight! You never even freaking cared about me or anyone, except yourself in the first place! If I were to transform right now, I will tear you to shreds! I'm not even kidding!"

Ratigan cackled softly and smiled wryly as if Fidget was just joking. "You wouldn't."

Fidget stiffened with tension. "Oh, but I would!" he snarled through clenched teeth and allowed his voice to come back to normal, "Sure, I still lose my temper, hurt, and yell at certain people like Basil in frustration if they do things or say something I don't like, but to Livy, I hardly get that way!"

"And yet you had the nerve to let your frustration out on me?!" Ratigan growled.

Fidget's vision went red. That dang rat was getting on his nerves and the thought of it pricked his skin. Each second, Fidget was hoping it would be the end of it because his patience was growing short. "I'm a monster, living a nightmare because of you!" With that, the neurotic bat threw something at Ratigan.

"Hey, Fidget, calm down!" Ratigan demanded.

"GO AWAY!" Fidget growled violently as if he were about to turn into a bear again and he continued to throw things at the rat in a fit of anger just to get him to leave. Ratigan wanted to argue, but now he was horrified and he descended for the steps.

Ironically, the rat was weeping over the bat's aggressive behavior all the way back to his lair. Served him right for waking up the bear from his deep sleep!

Fidget took a deep breath after seething in a heated argument.

"Fidget, what's all the yelling about?" Basil asked him.

"Ratigan's back and he was the one who bit me tonight," Fidget replied, "He even told me he wanted me back."

Basil laid one sympathetic hand on his shoulder. "I'm sure it's just a natural reaction when you're being bitten by some animal. I'll look for a cure tomorrow, I promise. Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Basil." Finally, Fidget had an uninterrupted sleep for the rest of the night. Trying not to worry about the dreaded beastly curse he was in and to be safe, he uncovered the blanket in case he sweated overnight.

Author's notes: I see that to some, this story is spooky and it's been randomly running through my head in some months and not too long ago.

*I was originally going to have Fidget yell at Ratigan to get out a couple times because in the dream, he'd done it and Ratigan ran scared, but decided to tone it down, so I don't copy it too much.

*Fidget in his bear form is much smaller than regular size bears, although he is a bit tall in size.