The Great Mouse Detective Basil's Sister

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters except for Brittney & Rachel , all other characters are property of Eve Titus and The Walt Disney Company. Hope you enjoy chapter 3 of this book. ⭐ ?

3rd Person POV:

Down below, Olivia and Dawson have arrived at 221 1/2 Baker Street. Dawson knocks, and Mrs. Judson, the housekeeper, opens the door, her arms full of books, blankets and pillows, as well as a teacup and medieval mace. Dawson removes his hat courteously.

Dawson: "Good evening, Madam. Is this the residence of Basil & Brittney of Baker Street?"

Mrs. Judson: "I'm afraid it is. They are not here at the moment, but you're welcome to come in and wait."

Dawson: "Oh, I-I don't want to impose. It's just...the girl."

He gestures towards his side, but Olivia isn't there. Dawson and Mrs. Judson look inside, where Olivia is already seated by the fireplace examining a magnifying glass with interest.

Mrs. Judson thrusts her load into Dawson's arms and rushes to her side.

Mrs. Judson: (Concerned) "Oh my! You poor dear! You must be chilled to the bone!"

She takes off Olivia's hat and wrings it dry.

Mrs. Judson: (Chuckles) "Oh, but I know just the thing."

She then removes the girl's scarf.

Mrs. Judson: "Let me fetch you a pot of tea and some of my fresh cheese crumpets."

Mrs. Judson rushes to the kitchen and shuts the door and Olivia looks around the room, fascinated by what she sees. A small propeller is operating a bellow, and attached to that are several cigarettes and a pipe, all of which are puffing.

On another table, four different pairs of shoes are being turned in a circular motion, first being brushed with black paint, and then setting a print on a stack of paper. Dawson is hanging up his coat, but hears 2 voices coming from the front door distracts him.

Basil's Voice: (Triumphantly) "Ah-ha! The villain's slipped this time! We shall have him!"

The door bursts open to reveal 2 large mouses dressed in Chinese robes. They smile triumphantly with a pistol in his hand and Brittney having her purse with weapons in it as lightning strikes. Dawson was petrified as they bursts inside, rushing towards one of the many tables.

Basil's Voice: "Out of our way! Out of our way!"

Dawson: "I say-"

Dawson was about to ask him a question, but his question was cut short as the mouse's hat was thrown directly on his own head. He takes it off and addresses him once more.

Dawson: "Who are you?"

Basil's & Brittney's Voice: (Speaking more normally) "What?"

They both pause and turn to Dawson.

Basil & Brittney's Voice: "Who?"

They reach up and pull off what turns out to be a mask to reveal the one and only Brittney & Basil of Baker Street.

Brittney's POV:

Brittney & Basil: (Formally) "Brittney & Basil of Baker Street, my good fellow."

Both of the siblings smile as Dawson stared at them confused. Basil pulls at a tab on his robe, which lets air escape to reveal his slender form with Brittney grabbing a washcloth removing the aces makeup on her face revealing her beautiful emerald eyes and light brown fur matching her brothers, surprising Dawson even more. Olivia, on the other hand, is relieved to see the siblings and approaches eagerly.

Olivia: "Mr. Basil and Miss Brittney! I need your help, and I-"

Basil was clearly not listening to her as puts on his smoking jacket with Brittney grabbing her robe and her hairbrush to brush out her hair.

Basil: "All in good time."

Basil tosses a dart over his shoulder, scoring a direct bullseye on the dartboard.

Olivia: (More desperately) "But-but you don't understand. I'm in terrible trouble."

Basil: (Ignores Olivia) "If you'll excuse us.

Basil walks by, and Olivia sighs in defeat.

I saw her depressed face and I went over there to pat her head as she looked up at me with a worried face.

Dawson: (Impatiently) "Here, now, now. Now see here!"

He shakes a finger at Basil, who once more rushes right by me and my brother. Dawson pauses momentarily, but soon regains his wind.

Dawson: "This young lady is in need of assistance. I think you guys would ought..."

Basil interrupts him by handing him the pistol.

Basil & Brittney: "Will you hold this, please, Doctor?"

Dawson accepts gracefully...

Dawson: "Of course."

...but with his eyes closed, Dawson doesn't realize at first what he's holding and points the pistol at his head. He opens his eyes, and then nervously holds it out at arms length until Basil retrieves it.

Dawson: (Puzzled) "Ah, wait just a moment. How did you two know I was a doctor?"

Basil picks up a single bullet and places it in the pistol, all the meanwhile answering Dawson without interruption.

Basil: "A surgeon, to be exact. Just returned from military duty in Afghanistan. Am I right?"

Dawson: "Why...(Chuckles) Oh, yes. Major David Q. Dawson. But how could you two possibly"-

Brittney: "Quite simple, really."

I hold up Dawson's arm to reveal a stitch mark on his jacket.

Brittney: "You've sewn your torn cuff together with the Lembert stitch, which of course, only a surgeon uses."

She continues speaking as she gathers several pillows.

Brittney: "And the thread is a unique form of catgut distinguished by its..."

I whisper to Olivia:

Brittney: "...peculiar pungency..."

Olivia was befuddled.

Brittney: "...found only in the Afghan provinces."

One by one, I toss the three pillows at Dawson, who holds them against his body, his face mostly covered.

Dawson: (Muffled) "Amazing!"

Basil spins the revolver.

Basil and Brittney: (Simply) "Actually it's...elementary, my dear Dawson."

Basil aims it at the pillows. Dawson looks around in terror and throws the pillows onto an armchair.

As Basil calmly readjusts his aim, Dawson jumps behind the opposite chair, seizing Olivia's arm and bringing her behind it as I stand behind my older brother with my ears covered.

The pistol fires, and pillow feathers fly as they cautiously peek out. Mrs. Judson rushes back out at the stentorian report.

Mrs. Judson: (Panicking) "What in heaven's name?"

Soon, she discovers her pillows are nothing but feathers.

Mrs. Judson: (Distraught) "Oh! Oh! My..."

She spits out several feathers.

Mrs. Judson: "MY GOOD PILLOWS!"

She glares angrily in Basil's direction. He is kneeling in the chair, tossing the feathers aside.

Mrs. Judson: "MR. BASIL!"

He pops his head above the chair as she spits out more tried to look over at me but I knew what he was about to do so I denied it and he had to stand up for himself.

Mrs. Judson: "How many times have I told you not to..."

Basil interrupts Mrs. Judson

Basil: "There, there, Mrs. Judson, it's quite all right."

Basil smells cheese crumpets from the kitchen.

Basil: "Ah...(Sniffs) Mmm! I believe I smell some of those delightful cheese crumpets of yours."

He gently pushes Mrs. Judson back to the kitchen.

Basil: "Why don't you fetch our guests some?"

Mrs. Judson: "But, ah, but, but..."

Basil shuts the door, silencing her.

Basil: "Now... (He gets on his hands and knees and searches on the floor) I know that bullet's here somewhere."

Olivia has found it and was holding it up for him. He snatches it.

Basil: (Grudgingly) "Thank you, Miss..."

Olivia: "Flaversham. Olivia Flaversham."

Basil: (Distracted) "Whatever."

Olivia: "Yes, but you don't understand—"

Basil: "Shhh!"

I took Olivia to my side as I told her that we would help her with her problem.

Basil opens a small box and pulls out another bullet. Taking the one he just fired, he puts them under a microscope and compares their markings.

The first reading matches...

Basil: "Yeah..."

...so does the second one.

Basil: "Yes!"

However, from the third direction, the markings go off in separate directions.

Basil: (Yells) "NOOOOOOOOOO! Drat! (Depressed) Another dead end".

Dejected, Basil tosses the extra bullet aside and slowly walks over to his chair.

Basil: "They ware within our grasp."

He flops into his chair and slowly reaches for the violin sitting beside him. As Basil plays a mournful tune, Dawson nudges Olivia encouragingly, and she walks towards him, determined to make him listen now that Basil was unoccupied with his detective work.

Olivia: "Now will you please listen to me? My daddy's gone and I'm all alone."

I looked a little sad as we both lost our family members while we were in college.

Basil pauses temporarily and faces Olivia.

Basil: (Still depressed) "Young lady, this is a most inopportune time."

I rolled my eyes cause this wasn't the only time that I've seen my brother act like this.

He turns away resumes playing, but after seeing Olivia's sad face, decides to humor her.

Basil: "Surely your mother knows where he is."

Olivia: "I- I don't have a mother."

Basil screeches the violin as he abruptly sits up.

I felt really bad cause we didn't know how she felt like cause we actually had a mother.

Basil: (Uncertainly) "Well... um... well, then perhaps... (Firmly) See here! We simply have no time for lost fathers."

He turns away as I gave him a slap on the arm making him glare at me.

Olivia was now annoyed, and puts her hands on her hips.

Olivia: (Defiantly) "I didn't lose him. He was taken by a bat."

Basil's and my eyes widen and they leans towards Olivia intently; clearly, the information was of great importance.

Basil: "Did you say...BAT?"

Olivia: "Y-Yes."

Brittney: (Expectantly) "Did he have a crippled wing?"

Olivia: "I don't know. But he had a peg leg!"

The information is key to the 2 siblings, who stands up on the arms of the chair, his arms wide.

Basil & Brittney: "HA!"

Dawson walks by Olivia.

Dawson: (to the siblings) I say, do you two know him?

Basil now sits on the top of the chair, as if building up to a shocking revelation as I sat on the arm of the chair.

Basil: "Know him? That bat, one Fidget by name, is in the employ of the fiend who was the very target of our experiment! The horror of my every waking moment. The nefarious Professors Rachel & Ratigan!"

Basil points his bow in the direction of the fireplace, where a picture of a well-dressed rat sits on the mantle frame. The flames in the fire burst and lightning strikes as we see a close up of Rachel & Ratigan's sinister grin.

Dawson: "Uh...Ratigan, Rachel?"

Basil leans over the top of the chair and states Ratigan's character and I start to state Rachel's character.

Basil: "They are sibling geniuses, Dawson."

He ducks down from the chair and reappears at the side.

Basil: "Geniuses ... twisted for evil."

Basil then moves in front of the chair.

Basil & Brittney: "The Napoleons of crime!"

Dawson: "As bad as all that, eh?"

Basil was now behind them, poking his head through a banister.

Basil: (Hoarsely) "Worse! For years, we've tried to capture them and we've come close..."

He stands and holds his fist out towards the picture.

Basil: "...so very close. But each time they've narrowly evaded our grasp."

Basil's voiceover continues as the screen goes deeper and deeper through London's sewers.

Basil: "Not a corner of London's safe while Rachel or Ratigan's at large. There's no evil scheme he wouldn't concoct! No depravity he wouldn't commit."

At the bottom of the sewers, there was empty barrel on its side, and an iron door with bars.

Basil: "Who knows what dastardly scheme those villains may be plotting even as we speak..."