A month later, Fidget, Olivia, and Toby set off on another trip on foot. After all, Basil, Dawson, and Olivia's father said they can do it anytime they want to. That cloudy day, all three of them went out for a stroll, which was wonderful.

However, it was destroyed when Ratigan and his thugs reoccurred. Really? A month ago, they were just joking around with him, but he freaked out at them for no reason that day. What is he up to now? Additionally, Fidget and Olivia thought Ratigan's men were kept as pets. They must have wanted to continue working for Ratigan after all. Those traitors to the end!

"Toby, run!" Olivia whispered to Toby.

"Go get help, Toby," Fidget whispered, "Basil and Dawson will know what to do. It's the only way you can save us at this point."

Toby nodded and said, "I'll do what you ask." And without hesitation, he hurried to Basil's house to get help. His thoughts reeled in his mind, I'll do anything for Olivia and Fidget. They're my friends after all.

At that moment, some of Ratigan's men tortured the bat by tickling him, although being caught is no laughing matter. The rest of them also tickled the girl mouse. Altogether, the young duo had a hard time controlling their laughter. That was when Ratigan emerged closer and Ratigan's men stopped, giving Fidget and Olivia time to catch their breath because they would need it.

"Good afternoon, my dear Fidget," Ratigan purred silkily.

Fidget narrowed his eyes and barred his fangs at him.

Sarcastically, the hideous rat added, "And you've brought a friend, well now, that's lovely."

"Oh, Ratigan," Fidget said, coolly masking out his anger, "We're all entitled to our own opinions and everyone knows that." Changing his tone, he opposed, "Well, I know you're a nasty, selfish, lying rat!"

Olivia thought, Great job, Fidget, but be careful and don't let, Basil, Dawson, Toby, my daddy, and me down.

Though seeing through his insults, Ratigan just smiled a wicked smile and asked, "Oh, Fidget. Wherever on earth did you hear that from? Basil and Olivia?"

Fidget faced away from him. The rat can tell that he got his insults from them. "Oh, you did, didn't you, boy?" Ratigan snickered.

"Well, just wait until you see the look on your face when he, Dawson, Toby, and Livy's father do come and save us!" Fidget raged, his chest heaving, "Then, you'll be arrested for sure!"

"You and this girl waiting for the threesome mice to set you free?" Ratigan sneered at the glowering bat, "That's cute! You're just as stubborn as she is! I've won! Ahahahaha!" With that said, he broke into evil laughter along with his men.

Oh, no! This reminds me of the part where Basil was humiliated in front of Dawson, Olivia remembered as she watched Fidget steel himself from the mocking laughter.

Without letting her pal be in the same situation that Basil was in once before, she marched behind Fidget to let him know that she was there for him. "Fidget, I've got an idea," Olivia whispered, "How about we block out their laughter by screaming?"
"It's worth a shot to outdo these jerks, Olivia," Fidget whispered back, although he was capable of doing so himself from cruelty.

Taking deep breaths, Olivia and Fidget were starting to get pumped up for their sudden outburst against the jeering laughter. In unison, they exploded in bloody murder, "KNOCK IT OFFF!"

Ratigan gasped, winced, and covered his mouth in shock. While all of this was going on, his men retreated in a panic and screamed in terror.

...

That night, since Olivia and Fidget won the battle, but lost the war, Ratigan sent them to bed in his house. He thought they were tired. Luckily, though, Fidget and Olivia were together and better yet, Ratigan didn't tie either one of them to a bed. Olivia was on the right side and Fidget was on left side of the bed. "As you both know, this is where you'll be staying for the night," Ratigan announced with a chuckle.

"Oh, why, because our sudden outburst frightened your men away?" Olivia asked, mockingly, as she folded her arms in anger.

Even so, Ratigan merely shook his head with a smile. "I just thought you'd be tired," he said.

Well, that didn't help them much.

"But we're not tired!" Olivia protested with her hands on her hips. She wasn't mad at him at that time, she just wanted to let the rat know.

"Not yet, but you will be. You'll feel much better tomorrow," Ratigan said, as he left the room and turning to Fidget, he added with a smirk and cackle, "Bye bye, Fidget."

"Wow!" Olivia gawked at Ratigan.

"Double wow!" Fidget teased, deadpan in order to make her laugh. She laughed alright, a small one. Nevertheless, what Fidget said was funny.

"Okay, buddy, let's try to get some sleep," Olivia ordered, "Even though we aren't tired."

Fidget said nothing, he just gaped out the window and wrapped himself up in a blanket, trying his best to fall asleep. Olivia tried to sleep, too, but she certainly wasn't succeeding. For a second, the middle of the bed cracked between both of them. They momentarily fell out of bed at once. Seeing that, the bed was two separate beds!

Ratigan heard the commotion and stepped back into the room. "What just happened?" he asked.

"Um, we fell out of bed," Fidget replied.

"The bed fell apart," Olivia notified, "We found out we were lying on two separate beds."

Ratigan covered his mouth again and needless to say, he was speechless for once. Good for him! Even Fidget was happy about it. Surprised than ever, Ratigan ran out of the room with the mouse and the bat laughing. As Fidget and Olivia chortled, they put their hands on their mouths to keep them from laughing out loud.

With him finally leaving them alone, perseverance swept over Fidget. "Livy, we can't stay here!" he declared, determinedly, in a way that only his partner can hear, "We have to leave this room and this house immediately!" Olivia could tell that he was far from giving up. Vehemently, he snapped his fingers as if he had an idea. "I'll see if I can find a door," he went on. From his vantage point, he discovered that the door was right in front of him. Fidget pondered, What if this is a closet? There's only one way to find out.

During that time, Olivia put on her skirt, shirt, and coat and scarf over her night gown just so he'll see that she was ready for him. She also covered up the pillows with blankets. That way, Ratigan would think they were asleep.

His thoughts ran in for less than a minute until he finally opened the door. Inside was a slide–their way out! Frankly, Olivia had to admit that it also looked like fun. Olivia felt like jumping up and down in excitement as well as Fidget did. "Fidget, you did it!" Olivia exclaimed in a way that only he can hear, "You made the most out of our situation very carefully and didn't care to overlook the dangers that may occur and that's what I admire about you! Well, what are we waiting for? Let's get out of here!"

Fidget was the first to sit on the slide, and he gently grabbed her by the scarf and set her on his lap. "Ready, Olivia?" Fidget asked.

"One, two," they counted, "THREEEEEEEE!" Together, they slid down the slide, safely. Despite how long their ride was, they giggled and had so much fun.

Just when they finally came to a stop, they sprang off.

"Now, let's go find Toby and the others," he commanded.

With that, they hurried back to Baker Street in the dark night and demonstrated their next incident with Ratigan.

To be continued…

On Easter Sunday night, one of four days' worth of Spring break in 2012 when I was still fourteen years old in eighth grade, I had a dream about this predicament that Fidget and I were in with Ratigan, yet in the dream, we also wondered where Olivia disappeared to or we told her to deliver support.