Ratigan's Story, a great mouse detective fanfic

Ratigan's Story

Chapter 1: The Tale Begins

It was a bright & sunny afternoon in London, England. The day was so wonderful, you could hear Big Ben ringing its big, brass bells inside the clock tower.

In the city square, many mouse children were gathered around a puppet theater, waiting to see the show of the century. Holding the puppets was a jolly little mouse, wearing a rainbow clown suit, with tiny golden bells, funny shoes, & a purple hat with a golden feather. His name was Francois, & he was a gypsy who entertained the local children, hosted the annual British festivals & holidays, & did many other things. Today's puppet show was about the life of Professor Ratigan. As the presentation began, Francois began to sing...

CUE SONG: "In The Beginning"

In 1880, a fam'ly took a trip
In a tiny little gond'la in the mighty River Thames
The momma was an author, the photographer was the dad
And they had a little baby, & it was a little lad

He raced on his hound, & the momma kept on runnin'
There was no night as scary as there was a while ago
He raced on his hound, & the momma started runnin'
Down the River Thames to the Cathedral of St. Paul's

But just then the baby, an adopted orphan chap,
Started crying while he was inside his mother's lap
A shot rang out, & the fam'ly all looked up
The nasty scoundrel Mouses Fiennes was about to stir things up

Ol' Mouses saw the fam'ly, & he saw the baby son
He shouted to his minions, "I must have that little one!"
The mother got the baby, & the father told him "NO!"
The momma & the baby ran as fast as they could go

Well, they ran through the plazas, & they ran through the streets
And they ran through the alleys where a hooker couldn't go
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
Down the River Thames to the Cathedral of St. Paul's

Well, the mother & the baby fin'lly reached the sacred place
The mother cried for sanctuary, knocking on the door
The father came to help her, just as Mouses came along
He grabbed the little babe, & shot the parents with his gun

Just then, a couple came by, & took the parents up
They took them to a hospital, where they were both fixed up
As she lay by her husband in the old hospital beds,
The mother said, "Oh, father, dear, our son is surely dead!"

Well, meanwhile, back at the Cathedral of St. Paul's,
Curiosity struck Mouses as the babe began to bawl
Mouses lifted up his bonnet, & he gasped in shock & fear,
He said, "A RAT! Oh, dear, that monster shouldn't be here!"

Well, Mouses got a bad idea, a plan so mean & vile
He went over to a wishing well, & prepared to drop the child
But just then, the kind Archdeacon came there just in time
He said, "Shame on you, Mouses, you've just done an awful crime!"

Well, Mouses asked, "What should I do with this little one?"
The Archdeacon simply said, "Raise him as your son!"
Mouses took the baby home with him to his lair underground
He said to him, "My boy, you'll make the finest villain 'round!"

The little baby grew up, into an 8-year-old
The little boy had everything, including cups of gold
They gave him the name "Ratigan", a mighty lovely thing
At least for Mouses, who was gonna poison his whole brain

Ratigan & Mouses were like a dad & son
Mouses cared for Ratigan, while Ratigan was alone
Ratigan had no buddies, 'xcept for three old cardboard mice
They made friends with Ratigan, & treated him real nice

Yeah, he played with the minions, & he worked in the sewers
And he played all day & night, & did it all o'er again
And, now, little children, this is the story
Of how a little boy became Professor Ratigan!

AUTHOR'S NOTES: Ratigan belongs to Disney, but the characters of Mouses Fiennes, Francois, The Archdeacon, Sally (Ratigan's mother), & Andrew (Ratigan's father), as well as any others in future chapters, are copyrighted by me. Please don't use them without asking.