Enchanted- Taylor Swift

I help Mary with her veil as she was smiling at her reflection in the mirror. She was stunning; her golden hair was in a Gibson-tuck and decorated with bonsai flowers. She was wearing her mother's wedding dress. It had puffed sleeves that ended at her elbows and a thin skirt trimmed with lace. I give Mary her bouquet of baby's breath and white roses. She gushed as she took the flowers. "Oh Belladonna, I'm so happy and I haven't even made it to the alter yet."

I giggle with her. I wore a lovely light-pink gown with short puffed sleeves and a wide brim hat that adorned baby's breath. I had the time of my life helping Mary with her wedding with Mrs. Proudfoot. Mrs. Proudfoot was a kind, extravagant woman who wanted nothing more than to make Mary's wedding as amazing as possible.

Mary sighs. "That was a fun hen party we had Belladonna; going to Paris, seeing the sights, and" Mary giggles. "Sneaking into a show as Can-can dancers. You're the greatest maid of honor a mouse could have."

I smile. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. Are you going to miss the life of a bachelorette?"

Mary shakes her head. "Oh no, I can't wait to be Mrs. Dawson." She then giggles. "Belladonna; would you ever want to be Mrs. Holmice?"

I blushingly grin at the question. "Well…I suppose I do, but today isn't about me; it's about you. Now, let's not keep the doctor waiting." I help Mary out the door.

We were in an old, but lovely Church. The mice had their own ceremonies in a secret room with a beautiful stain glass masterpiece of the Virgin Mary. I smile at Olivia, our little flower girl, who quickly walked down the aisle gracefully tossing miniature petals. Then the Proudfoot twins went after her; each holding a pillow with Mary's and Dawson's rings. I take a deep breath and walk in with my head high and praying that I would not stumble. I see my siblings in a tiny mouse-pew. Marten had a giant 1900's camera that he was preparing to shoot pictures, while Mr. Flavershem silently helped him with setting it up. Nick was watching everything with his plum-color eyes in interest, while Cassie squirmed in excitement to get a better look. Mia was trying to conceal her wand in her sleeve as Mrs. Judson was fanning herself with a rose petal. I look over to Mary's side and see the Proudfoot family and multiple friends. I also saw Mrs. Proudfoot was already weeping into her lacy handkerchief quietly. I see Dawson beaming at the altar. He was standing straight like he was ready for military inspection, but his brown eyes glowed happily with a tender light. I felt tears in my eyes as I smile at my friend; happy he was receiving a wonderful wife. Mary and Dawson were both so kind-hearted, brave, and helpful that the two were made for each other. I then see a tall, slim mouse beside Dawson and grinned. Basil was in a black tux and was standing beside his friend as stiff as a board. I give him a gentle smile; I knew this was a day of chaos for him since Dawson was going to move into the country with Mary to set up a clinic and he would remain at Baker Street. This was extremely hard for him, but he was handling it well with a suave air, but I saw passed his act. Basil grinned back at me and gave me a wink which I simply rolled my eyes at him as I stood off to the side.

Mary slowly walked in wearing her divine gown. I could see the wide smile beneath the veil. As she went up the stair a tear escaped my eye. Dawson takes her paw gently and they faced the priest. As the vows started and the rings placed onto their fingers I was quietly tearing up. I noticed Basil watching me intently, but when I meet his gaze he shyly looks away. The priest finally inquires:

"David Quincy Dawson, do you take Mary Jeanette Moustan as your lawful wedded wife; to have and to hold, through sickness and health, for richer or poorer, till death do you part?"

Dawson stutters excitedly. "Wh-why yes I do!"

The priest turns to Mary with the same question and she answers:

"I do; forever."

"You may now kiss the bride." The priest nods.

Dawsons lifts up the veil and timidly pecks her smiling lips. Mary giggles and kisses him back quickly and grabs his paw as they raced down the aisle together. I see a flash as Marten takes a picture and the guests cheered. Everyone raced after the happy couple and out to the garden where the reception was being held. I laugh as the girls hold onto Olivia's paws and run outside as well, while Marten was mopping the soot off his face from the flash. Nick grabs my hand and leads me outside. I look behind me to see Basil watching us with a smirk as he lit his traveling pipe to smoke.

I saw the small tables with white dollies for table clothes and fine doll china for platters. I see everyone at the buffet table or surrounding the bride and groom. I go over to them and give my congratulations. Mary embraces me and then Dawson says:

"Thank you Belladonna; you are a wonderful friend to both of us. Could you do me a favor?"

I nod enthusiastically and listen:

"Please watch over Basil for me. He can get himself in so much trouble that it's hard for Mrs. Judson to keep up with his antics."

I grin wryly. "I don't think he'll listen to me Dawson—"

"He fawns over you my dear; you're the only person who he's willing to listen to—"

"Other than David of course," Mary smiled and we all chuckle at that fact.

"Now I wouldn't give Dawson that much credit," a voice sarcastically added and we saw Basil grinning at us dryly as he smoked, but his emerald eyes glittered with good humor. He goes up to Mary and kisses her paw. "Congratulations Mrs. Dawson,"

Mary smiles at Basil. "Don't worry Basil; I'll take good care of him."

"See that you do," Basil agreed with a playful smile, and turns to Dawson and shook his hand to earnestly tell him. "Congratulations old-man."

Dawson chortles and hugs his friend. "Thank you Basil; that means a lot."

Basil cleared his throat uncomfortably and tells Mary. "I won't keep him from you much longer Mrs. Dawson,"

Mary shakes her head. "Feel free to come visit us anytime Basil, and be sure to bring Belladonna with you—"

Mrs. Proudfoot suddenly bustled up while balancing her large, extravagant hat. "Mary darling, it's time to throw the bouquet!" She then grabs my arm to drag me into the crowd of female mice as Mary rushes over to the small platform to toss the bouquet. I stand next to Mia, Cassie, and Olivia. Mia was craning her neck to see the platform as Olivia lifted Cassie onto her shoulders.

I giggle at my baby sister. "Don't tell me you want to get married next Cassie?"

Cassie giggles. "No! I just really want those pretty flowers and Livy wants a bonsai rose." Olivia smiles at the girl on her shoulders and went on her tip-toes for better height. "Now reach high for it Cassie!"

I smile and tell them. "Well if I catch it I'll give it to you two."

I hear a collected gasp as ladies pushed and shoved to reach the bouquet that flew overhead.

Mia quickly gets out her wand while Belladonna was distracted. She points at the bouquet which gave a little twitch and landed into Belladonna' paws. She fist-pumped at her success and quickly shoved the wand back into her sleeve. Now it's fated for Donna and Basil to get married soon. The young magician happily fantasized.

I scoff in bewilderment that the flowers landed right into my hands. I ignore the jealous glares of the ladies around me and hand the bouquet to Olivia and Cassie. Cassie squealed in delight and handed Olivia a rose, which the mouse-girl placed in her hair. The girls then raced away and decided to play chase with the Proudfoot boys, while Olivia goes over Nick to chat. I see Mrs. Judson cleaning Marten's dirty face as Mr. Flaversham took over the photographing. Agent Clark was suddenly there with a lovely rat-lady who held a little baby and held a little girl's hand. "Hello Miss Belladonna,"

"Hello Clark, how are you?" I inquire.

Clark shrugged. "Pretty descent miss, Scotland Yard has become quite wholesome again with Wolfe gone and I've been promoted to Sergeant, oh this is my wife Isabelle."

Isabelle shook my paw as I was introduced to their adorable children Lizzie and Harold.

Basil watches Belladonna closely as she was whisked away by Mrs. Proudfoot. He then hears Dawson laugh. "You only have eyes for one lady in this world Basil,"

Basil looks over to Dawson with a muddled look. "What do you mean?"

Dawson laughed again. "Well, for starters, you didn't gawk at a single dancer at the tavern you brought me to—"

"Well Dawson it is customary to be faithful to the lady you court—"

Dawson shakes his head in amusement. "Even my friends, married mice, couldn't take their eyes off those show girls."

"Neither could you." Basil answered wryly.

"Yes, that was a fun night you planned, but I would have wished we weren't chased out of the tavern to fight some old thugs you and I placed in jail. Lucky for us that Lestraine and Clark were there."

Basil rolled his eyes as he lit a cigar for his friend. "I had everything under control doctor," he then gives Dawson the cigar. "Oh come now, at least have a light to celebrate your wedding."

Dawson shrugged and took the cigar. "Thank you Basil, but you have to admit that those ruffians had the upper hand at one point."

"Perhaps for you old man, I on the other hand was doing quite fine on my own."

"If that's so Basil, why did you need to conceal your black-eye with your disguise cosmetics?"

Basil raised his eyebrows. "At least I'm not trying to hide the bandages under your gloves from Mary,"

"Well punching ex-jailbirds does give your paws a bit of an ache; it's a good thing I'm a doctor or we would both be in a hospital by now." At this the two friends chortle loudly.

Basil grinned at his friend sadly. "I'm really going to miss you old friend,"

Dawson claps a hand onto his shoulder. "I will greatly miss you as well; I'll try to visit as soon as possible."

Basil sighed. "I doubt it Dawson; you'll be too busy living the tame life of a husband to see me or participate in some rousing adventures—" he stops talking when he sees Belladonna catch the bouquet.

Dawson sees this too and laughs heartedly. "Well, looks like you aren't too far behind, eh Basil?" Basil paled at the thought that was buzzing in his head as his friend clapped his shoulder warmly.

Marten quickly gathers the guests to their tables and motions them to sit down, so he could start his magic show. He grins broadly as he says. "Welcome one and all; I am Marten the Magnificent Magician. I am going to perform some tricks in honor of the happy couple. Now, I need a volunteer from the audience." He zeroes in on Belladonna and walks up to his sister. "How about you Miss?"

Belladonna shook her head at him, but Marten lifts her up. He then pulls a sheet from his jacket and puts it over her. With a wave of his hands he lifts up the sheet to reveal Nick in Belladonna's dress. Everyone gasps and laughed in amazement and saw that Belladonna was sitting in Nick chair and was wearing his clothes. Nick looked at the clothes in shock and tries to tackle Marten, but the magician threw the sheet over the boy. When a hand tore the sheet off it revealed Belladonna, who was back in her clothing and Nick was back in his chair with his. Marten received applause and he felt proud that the magic spells he was performing were working so well. He then throws his hands up and Belladonna is enveloped in pink smoke. When it cleared, Belladonna was the spitting image of Basil. Basil gaped at the trick as everyone cheered at the transformation. Belladonna slapped Marten's shoulder as he bowed. He sighed and threw some dust onto her and she was quickly changed back. Belladonna scurried away from her brother before he could perform anymore tricks on her. Mia simply sat next to Olivia and whispered to her. "Amateur,"

Marten raises his hand up and a wineglass appeared in his hand. "To Dr. Dawson and Mrs. Dawson. Dawson, you really deserve such an amazing lady like Mary. Mary you're lucky to have a guy that is just as wonderful as you are. Dawson, treat her right, because you've seen me box and I know you don't want to again. Congrats you two!" Marten smiled at his friends as animals sniggered at his comment.

Nick stood on the platform. "Marriage is the beginning of the incredible journey of husband and wife that is filled with ups and downs, verticals and twists, inclines and declines…"

Mia sang a song. '"I was enchanted to meet yooouuuu! This night is sparkling, don't you let it go, I'm wonderstruck; blushing all the way home!"'

Mr. Flaversham tried to tell a joke. "They say marriage comes with three rings: the engagement ring, the wedding ring, and the suffer-ring!"

Cassie was on the platform with the bouquet. "I'm super happy for you! So can I go with you guys to France for your honeymoon?"

Mrs. Judson retold some tales of marrying her late husband which lasted almost an hour.

Olivia smiled at Mary and Dawson. "I hope you two will have a happy life together. And I hope you'll have the cutest of children soon."

Lestraine tells them. "Never keep secrets from each other, or she'll take the house, the money, and everything else in the annulment…she even took my bloody boots." He reminiscences as he takes a drag of a cigar.

Clark was on the platform as well. "Congrats Dawson and Mary. Be sure to be good to each other, because marriage is the greatest gift of all that is hard to return."

Dawson's older brother was there; unfortunately drunk. "Davey brother, she's so pretty, how you get her so quick? Do you know where they hid the sherry? Oh, great catch brother, you're a lucky mouse. Miss Mary, thank you for marrying my brother and for the great drink—" He suddenly stumbles off the platform.

Mrs. Proudfoot was sobbing happily. "Oh Mary, I'm so h-happy for you. Oh I hope you two will be as happy as Charles and I are…Charles! Wake up and listen to my toast!"

I stand and give my toast. "Mary, you are one of the most kind and sweetest mice I've ever met and I hope that you and Dawson will live happily ever after. Dawson, I'm so happy for you both and I know you'll be good to her and be the greatest husband ever. Your kindness, loyalty, and bravery will help you through good and bad times. May your lives be happy ones."

I watch Basil who starts his toast. "Well, when I first met Dr. Dawson he was a staunch mouse looking for a room and board. When I dragged him along with me through my first mystery with him I discovered that I found a true friend. Dawson is braver than the courageous, kinder to his neighbor than anyone ought to be, and a hell of a fighter. He's my best mate and I hope that he'll be happy with Mary because he deserves a grand life, since he's a grand friend." Basil lifts up his glass. "To Dr. and Mrs. Dawson."

Everyone echoed Basil's toast as I gaze at him with pride.

Soon the band started to play, but I couldn't see Basil through the crowds and had to dodge the eager advances of some gentlemice around me. I suddenly see Basil walking over to me and he takes my paw and kisses it. "Miss Garrio, may I have the honor of this waltz?"

"That and more Mr. Basil," I giggle as he grins at me and flushed in embarrassment. He takes me in his arms and we begin to dance. "That was a perfect toast Basil."

Basil shrugged. "Just speaking the truth my dear,"

"You spoke from your heart it seemed. Will you be okay?" I watch him smile sadly at me and then whispers into my ear. "As long as I have you beside me I may fare alright."

"Really?" I inquire coyly.

Basil nods. "Really," he then kisses my cheek causing me to blush. "My, my, if I knew that a kiss could render you speechless I would do it more often."

I glare at him teasingly. "I wish I knew what rendered you speechless."

Basil smirked at me and holds me closer. "Seeing you."

I bashfully look down and then got onto my tiptoes to kiss him. Basil froze like he received a shock. I laugh at him. "Kissing is also your Achilles heel you rogue!"

Basil playfully growls as he dips me. "Villain! You'll pay for that," he grins at me impishly as he kisses me full on the mouth in front of everyone around us.

When he lifts me back to my feet Cassie was there with Lizzie and they ask. "What are you doing?"

Basil jumps and sees the little rat and mouse girls staring at him curiously. Basil and I blush a deep red as Basil stuttered. "Well—I uh,"

I clear my throat. "Cassie, why don't you show Lizzie your bouquet on the table before someone snatches it."

Cassie gasps as she races to the table. "Come on Lizze, you can have a rose from it if you like!"

Lizzie squealed. "Really Miss Cassandra!"

"Of course, and my name's Cassie silly." Cassie leads her new friend over to the bouquet.

I see Mia was racing the Proudfoot twins and managed to win every race so far. Olivia and Nick were still chatting away and I smile at their enthusiasm. I peer back at Basil and see he was tugging on his collar and ruining his bowtie. I shake my head and fix it. "What will you do without me?"

"I don't know," Basil tells me as he gazed at me thoughtfully.

I bite my lip shyly. "What is it?"

"Hmm? Oh nothing, just thinking." Basil then freezes and looks over at a mouse with reddish fur and black beard. I notice the mouse as well and he was watching us with keen, yet familiar blue eyes.

I ask Basil. "Do you know him?"

"I believe so," Basil said carefully; not taking his eyes off the visitor. "Excuse me for a moment my dear." He leaves me to converse with the visitor. I whisper a few magic words and I could clearly hear their discussion; I usually wouldn't be so noisy, but the way the mouse was watching us sent shivers down my spine. The next few sentences he said really sent chills up my arms.

Basil noticed the cane as soon as he saw it; Professor James Simon Moriratty. The same mouse from the masquerade and from what he researched a mathmatics professor. It was also revealed through his network of Baker Street irregulars that Moriratty was mixed in with the crime rings…and with ties to Ratigan and his superior knowledge Basil knew that Moriratty was the new crime lord. He had studied many crimes that had happened and found a deep, mathematical pattern that had Moriratty's name all over it. When he walks up to Moriratty he greets. "Good evening Professor Moriratty,"

"Evening Mr. Holmice, it's good to see that you've done the goodness of recognizing me and I thought you would be too distracted to notice me." Moriratty shakes Basil's paw with a firm grip.

"Well you did stand out in the open…" Basil analyzed him quickly. Clever mouse had his shoes cleaned and wore a new, yet affordable coat for a professor that even had innocent remains of chalk powder on the sleeves.

"So I can meet your acquaintance, I have the upmost respect for you Mr. Holmice. This respect is actually the reason you're still alive."

"Why thank you, but why do you wish me dead?"

"Don't be coy Mr. Holmice, I know you're not an idiot. I also know from your expression that you know why I'm here. I will be brief; you should simply leave my business alone for there are dangers that one should not face."

"Danger is part of my business Moriratty."

Moriratty smiles. "Ah yes, but did your lovely lady or the doctor sign onto this business? What of your maid or the Flavershams?"

Basil clenched his teeth. "Dawson is done with assisting me and Miss Belladonna has nothing to do with my investigations."

"You lie well Mr. Holmice, but we both know that the people around you are so easily drawn to you and your adventures…pity. You see, when I extinguish a problem I don't simply tear out a stalk of the weed, I dig out the roots until I'm sure every last shoot is taken care of."

"Professor Moriratty, if you wish to threaten someone, you will threaten me and leave the others out of this." Basil's tail swished quickly in anger as he checked his temper.

Moriratty's grin grew. "I was a little worried that you wouldn't be up for this game Holmice, but now I see you will be a worthy adversary. I must warn you though, if you do not drop this, you will be killed. In fact I can easily kill you now," Moriratty lifts up the cane and the handle bent and there was a hole at the end of it. Basil saw it was a clever disguise for a gun, but knew the professor wouldn't shoot him and remained calm. Moriratty nodded in approval at this and turns the gun back into a cane. "Farewell Mr. Holmice may our paths cross soon or never again."

Basil gave him a nod. "I'm afraid our paths will cross sooner than you hope Professor."

Moriratty chuckled as he puts on his top hat and walks off behind a holly bush. Basil went over to the bush and saw that Moriratty had taken off on a pigeon from the markings on the ground. Basil looked up and saw the bird flying low and disappearing behind trees. Basil felt excitement course through his blood. The game's afoot.

Author's Note- I do not own Disney, Eve Titus, etc. I only own the Garrios, Nim-

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