On the other side of the city, Ratigan, who had survived the fall off Big Ben, was angrier then ever and swore revenge on Basil.
"I will kill that no-good scoundrel Basil Of Baker Street even it takes forever!" he fumed as he walked out on the streets, "no matter how much I show everybody how much of a hideous beast I am."
Meanwhile, Basil and Dawson had invited the Flavershams over at their house for dinner.
"I bet that good old Mrs. Judson is fixing up some of those fresh cheese crumpets right now."
"I bet so, too, Basil," Dawson replied.
Toby put his nose to work. Suddenly, he smelled something mysterious.
Fidget was coming up when he found Basil and Dawon.
Toby's nose led them in Fidget's direction.
Fidget run away in fear.
He stood against a wall when he was suddenly spotted by Toby. He growled at him and barked angrily.
"No, no, please. Don't eat me. Please!"
Basil and Dawaon spotted Fidget below them.
"Why, Fidget," exclaimed Basil, "what in god's name are you doing here?"
"Just escaped! Just escaped! Almost drowned there because of Ratigan."
Basil and Dawson dropped off Toby and Basil raged at Fidget with Toby continuing to bark angrily to bark angrily and Dawson not knowing which side to take.
"You no-good scoundrel, fiend. Just like your master before. Why couldn't you just drown when he threw off that hot-air balloon.
He finally catched him when they ran into Aidan Buckston and his men.
"Well, well, well," muttered Buckston, "look who it is."
"It's Basil Of Baker Street," his henchmice called out altogether.
"Yes, so get him, and his sidekick, and his dog...oh and his bat too."
"Huh?" muttered Fidget.
"What?" muttered Basil.
Toby was puzzled as well.
Buckston's men lunged at Fidget as Dawson and Toby watched him fight them off. They then saw Buckston attack Basil. Toby growled. Just as he was about to lunged at Buckston, Fidget jumped in between and kicked Buckston with his pegged leg, scaring him and his men off.
Dawson and Toby couldn't believe what they had seen.
Basil was surprised. That definitely wasn't the old Fidget. He must have reformed somehow.
"That was some fight, eh, Basil?"
"Well, Basil. Do you have something to say to Fidget?"
Toby looked him in encouragement.
"Yes, well, thanks for your help, Fidget. You saved our lives. But why?"
"Well, that's just me nowadays. Saving people and instead fighting crime instead of being part of it."
"Well, thanks anyway," Dawson replied and the four of them headed home.
