Love is blind

Basil x OC

Disclaimer: I do not own Basil or TGMD. It all belongs to Eve Titus and Disney.

Plot: Sarah is a mouse from the high society. In a plot against her father she is kidnapped but it seem other high society families believe that it's karma coming back to give her father what he deserves.

Notice: this story take place before Basil met Dawson and Olivia.

Chapter 1

Sarah could hear the music and feel the rhythm in the floor. It was a waltz, one of her favourites. But as usual no one asked her to participate in the dance. Oh how she wished her maid had joined them but she was busy with other tasks. What these tasks were she didn't know and when Sarah asked no one answered. Sitting at a table near one of the many doors leading outside Sarah could feel a light breeze. From another table not too far away from the one Sarah was sitting at other ladies her age were deep in a conversation. Up until now Sarah had managed to ignore their talk and gossip. But when their topic became Sarah herself she could no longer ignore it.

'She's just sitting there' one of them said.

'It really is a shame' another said.

'If she's not going to dance at all, why did she come?' a third said.

'I wouldn't ask her to a dance even if I was a gentleman' a fourth said making the other giggle.

'You're right Bridget. Who would want to dance with her?' the first one said.

'She has no style at all. Don't you agree Anna?' the second asked the lady sitting next to Bridget.

'Right you are Louise. It would just be a waste to let her wear a pretty dress' Anna said.

'The night is almost over. What do you say we pull a prank, just to make this dull evening worth our stay?' Bridget said to the ladies. 'Henrietta do you think you can get you younger brother over here?' Bridget asked Henrietta who sat between Anna and Louise.

Sarah heard Henrietta call her younger brother over and then she only heard whispers and more giggles. Whatever they had planned Sarah figured that she would be the victim. She usually is but the other adults didn't seem to care. They were too busy talking business with each other. Noticing that one of the ladies had walked over Sarah prepared for the inevitable that's about to happen.

'You seem a little thirsty' the lady said.

Sarah recognised the voice and knew it was Bridget. Whatever she was about to do it had to so with some kind of beverage.

'No thank you I'm fi…' Sarah said but was interrupted when she heard someone run in the direction her and Bridget were. Seconds later Sarah felt some kind of liquid hit her face and chest. Seconds after that she heard a glass hitting the floor and at the same time the other three girls burst out laughing.

'Samuel how many times have I told you not to run in crowded areas?' Henrietta said as if she was scolding her brother. 'You have to excuse him for this Sarah since I assume it was all an accident' Henrietta said making the other adults around believe it simply was an accident.

Without answering Sarah rose up to make her way to the closest exit but slipped on the liquid from the glass Bridget had been holding before Samuel had run into her. Before Sarah had time to react her father was there. He pulled her up by the arm only to drag her away.

'Why do you always have to make a fool out of yourself?' Sarahs father said. 'Do you know how embarrassing that was for me?' he ranted on. 'The only reason I bring you along is to make sure that you get a chance to associate with other ladies your age and yet all you do is sitting in a corner or close to the windows. What did I do to deserve such a daughter?' Sarahs father said to himself while he dragged Sarah to the closest carriage, pushing her inside before entering.

The ride home felt like a lifetime for Sarah and during that time her father continued to scold her. All the time everyone seems to notice everything wrong with Sarah. Never once have they had something positive to say about her. There always was something. If it wasn't her clothes it was her hair or something else. Her personal maid seems to be the only one who truly sees Sarah for who she is.

'Next time I will consider leaving you at home' Sarahs father said. 'I don't care if you'll be alone but it's seems that's the only way for me to be able to socialise with my old friends and colleagues' he continued. 'Why did Mary have to give me such a daughter?' Sarahs father said to himself but Sarah heard him none the less.

Feeling depressed Sarah remained quiet all the way home and when they arrived she slipped on her dress when she was on her way out after her father. This made her fall to the ground and land in a puddle making the dress even dirtier than it already was.

'Seriously!?' her father exclaimed. 'Are you on a mission to embarrass me even more than you already have?' he screamed making a passing couple look their way only to hurry along when they saw who had screamed.

'I'm sorry' Sarah said as she got up from the puddle.

Taking a step forward Sarah could hear how her father had already reached the door to their apartment and from where she stood Sarah could also hear him yell at their maid to get me cleaned up and redressed for bed. Moments later Sarah felt a gentle arm circle around her shoulders.

'There, there. Don't cry' Sarah heard the maid say.

'I'm sorry Jane but I seem unable to stop them from falling' Sarah said to her maid Jane.

'Was it that bad?' Jane asked in a hushed voice.

'You have no idea' Sara said. 'Father said though that he might consider leaving me home next time he has to attend a party' Sarah continued. 'I can only hope that he truly does, that way I don't have to be the laughing stock among my peers' Sarah finished.

'That's because they are shallow' Jane said in a hushed voice as they entered the apartment and made their way up to Sarahs room. 'How about I take you out tomorrow?' Jane said in a normal conversational voice. 'That way you can get away for a moment and we might even have the chance to visit my aunt who only live a few blocks away' Jane said as she helped Sarah out of her dress and change into her nightgown after getting help washing up.

'I would love that' Sarah said as a smile made it onto her face.

'And there's that lovely smile of yours' Jane said. 'Good night. Just call for me if there is anything you need' Jane said as she closed the door.

'I will, good night Jane and thank you' Sarah said before falling asleep.

Please R&R

AN: I know this was a bit sad and it's not what I usually write but I just suddenly had this idea and had to get it down.

So can anyone guess what's up with Sarah?