The rain was beginning to die down, after only a few minutes have passed. Throughout the streets, people ran across and lowered their umbrellas. With only just sprinkles descending upon them, it wasn't worth anything to fret about. Mice below their feets copied them, but were still aware that it would probably happen again in a matter of minutes.
…
Mrs. Judson slams the oven door shut, in frustration that she, the landlady taking care of Basil and his unorganized flat, is making cheese crumpets for a rude guest of his. No discrimination was against rats of any kind. Although what happened a month ago at the Big ben, she didn't want to take a look at the criminal mastermind. He not only tried to take over the throne of Mousedom, but will soon be the possible culprit of taking a young boy's life! In that matter, Basil invites a very offhand guest.
She leaned against the wooden table for a second, then taking a peak behind the kitchen door, into the parlor room. Eyeing and observing anyone was not her thing, but somehow she had a unusual feeling about this young rat. As she watches Basil pulling out a match, she watches as he lights up Chester's Cigarette, who holds it with his mouth. Chester had dark blue eyes as the night, that Judson was sure that they weren't familiar. But that tone surely reminded her of someone. What about that facial structure of his? The attitude?
It will come to me eventually. What is there about this young man?!
Squinting, she continues as Chester puffs his cigarette, then throws it across the room, into a weaved trash bin.
"Golly, haven't had one since yesterday and it feels like a century."
"Do you smoke them very often?"
"It's attempting, but my Boss is also my parental- I mean foster dad. He thinks opposite of everyone else. One of those things is trying to stop me from smoking."
"Is he?" Basil became amused, laying back in his chair.
"He's not a bad o' parent either, he just worries a lot."
"My good fellow, it's rather better for someone to care than to not. Am I right?"
"Of course! Then theres Randolph, he's like a big brother to me-" Suddenly, Chester sat up in realization "Say! I almost forgot, You're not going to tattle tale on me for-"
"Of course not, I promise to keep it sacred!"
"Okay-" Chester relaxed more, preparing to write "-Thanks, I really mean it!"
"..Now...Where to start…"
Basil lits his pipe, after pulling it out from his smoking Jacket.
"..Ah!...After me and Dawson strolled down from, receiving medals, we were warmly welcomed by a reception in a ballroom. If you were there, you wouldn't admire how congested it became! But it was blithe for the most part. No I really don't mind for attention, being congratulated on my success, it just can be pressuring sometimes. Personal space needed to be brought up a most important times"
"Yeah I agree on that one!"
"But I reached into my pocket, after hearing a cling on the floor. My magnifying glass was gone! Luckily I turned around and it was behind me on the marble flooring. Soon, bending down and reaching for it-I saw a tiny paw across for me. Looking up, tis was the first meeting between him-"
"-Jason."
"Yes."
"That kid." Chester chuckles "He's so enthusiastic but rather stubborn."
"He first gasp, observing my appearance in front of him for the first time. I also noticed how much he was shaking!"
"It's because he was such a big fan of your work and admired you greatly. But formerly in his reality, it would probably never happend, or as so he thought."
"So you know this boy?" Dawson asked
"Well...Yeah...But I actually oppressed, harshly teased him before all of this happened. Most times I wished I was there to begin with to save him. Ratigan has already-.." Chester shook his head, out of his own thoughts."I'm sorry, it's getting me off track here!"
"Not a big fan of the professor?.."
"Eh...yeah you can say that."
"Jason isn't someone who invaded personal space, which pleased me. But in a calm manner, I helped him become more welcomed to my presence...Although, I knew in the beginning that he looked similar in some way, with his short height and hairstyle. Thats when I heard a feminine voice call my name. Looking up, I recognize an old companion from the past-" Basil took a moment to think and lowered his pipe "-I was surprised that Melissa was his mother, who wore a lavender ball gown for the occasion. At this moment, I forgot everything once I took a look at her beauty-..I halted my breath and looked at her for a second more."
As Basil looked up at the ceiling, Dawson smirked, making a remark as Basil about dropped his pipe:
"So...do you still love her I suppose?"
"W-WHAT?! That's plain-...I-I-" Basil nearly fell over. Forming a tight grip on his pipe and sitting up straight "Confound it Dawson! She's married!"
Basil blushed bright red, as Dawson smiled mischievously and chuckled
"Oh Basil, You can't hide everything from the world now! I can see it through your own emerald eyes!"
"The Past is in the Past!"
"Mm Hm!"
"But, You still love her right?" Chester became confused, tilting his head.
Basil felt surrounded and frowned. But he stood up for a second and walked to the bookshelf, pulling out a photograph from fourteen years ago. Walking over, the hands Chester and Dawson the portrait as Judson awes at it.
"Ah! I remember that picture!"
"I was twenty-three at the time when we posed, in the celebration of our partnership. She was not only a part-time Burlesque dancer, but helped me solve cases time to time."
"Wait-You're that old?"
Dawson chuckled and patted Chester's back.
"Of Course! She's the same age as I. We met as young children, with my brother Clifford at the time, in a small creek outside of london...You see, at some nights, my mother disliked the mid-western culture of an American, meaning Melissa's father. But he always had a good story up his sleeve, dated to the days he traveled the world. Melissa could be a blissful memory, but she was rather fiesty the first time I met her. She rather didn't respect personal space as a child. Growing into a young woman, she was more mature than I imagined her to be. Graduating from Oxford University, we became more closer, and our love did blossom more at the time-"
Basil sighed "But now as it appears I admit...I have to stop myself from growing more amorously with her again. We once had love that was bounded like chains. She is happily married to someone that can do more that I can, as a Family rodent. I can't heartily wish to be with her again. Nothing can get you anywhere to wish what was once alive. I respectfully leave a boundary between her and Peter Hoskins! They are meant to be happy, so shall be it"
The eroma was silent, as the three were astonished by his speech.
" ...That was very reasonable…"
"So forth, I had to snap out of my imagination once Peter walked up. He explained that the boy's birthday was occurring, and he didn't want to be in my way. It was quite alright, Jason was only trying to give it back to me."
"But as a birthday gift, I decided to give it to him anyways! 'If you desire this, so shall be it!'. He was filled with utter joy, and hugged me greatly. I am not to found with hugs, but this was special for him.. Soon after, he ran off with his friends and I remembered again of his familiar occurrence. Melissa, I thought, and eleven years in the past was brought up to me. So I asked Peter for permission to speak with Melissa privately. Saying that line, he suddenly knew where I was getting to, and said yes. Dawson, that is where you were left with him-"
"At that moment, is where she told you?"
"In one of the halls of the castle. She refused at first, she was very nervous to speak of it. I integrated her about Jason, and I had to find out what she was hiding. I wasn't too harsh of it, but I performed this in a calm manner. Asking again, she replied I wouldn't take it too well. But after I urged her some more, she claimed that Peter can't have children...Taking a moment to think, my stance became unbalanced once I soon realized that I, was his true father…"
"I felt sick, but in complete shock as Melissa pushed up a chair for me to sit upon. I felt as I were to pass out in any moment. Melissa counseled me to get a grip, apologizing in the process. Why would she hide this for so long? If she told me long ago of this, She replied I would lose her and my own son. Melissa and the infant could've been a victim of Ratigan's own schemes, and I realized she was right. I focus so much upon my own case's, that I wouldn't make it in time to save her. After that, I would've have nothing left."
"She's not wrong. She's pretty intelligent for a dancer and all that!"
"Indeed. But suddenly, a scream of a child came upon the halls, and the two of us ran back to the ballroom in a hurry. There stood the Professor! Standing at the foot of the crowd with one fo Jason's friends, Tommy Delia!"
"The son of Ian Delia, a photographer and a single father!"
"Surprises me he hasn't married yet-"
"In which I question you -"
"Lady! Give him a break will ya?!"
"Oo! Why you-"
" !" Dawson stopped her, then taking a whiff from the kitchen "Erm..Why not check upon the cheese crumpets?!"
The Landlady didn't take it well, mumbling back to the oven as Chester rubbed his temples in annoyance.
"Ay,ay,ay!...I'm sorry..I also heard that the whole audience was shocked, including the Queen!"
"Oh yes! She nearly fainted into her grandson's arms, Prince Jorge, who had to hold her upright. But he dared to challenge the professor as he pulled out his sword! Even his courage inspired the guards to protect the Queen! Every living soul was shocked that the Professor was alive! I thought for sure he would be gone that night!"
"I heard the day after! Still not surprised about that stenching, sewer rat!"
Basil chuckled and twice, puffed on his pipe.
"But anywho, witnessing his own son dangling from the Ratigan's grip, Ian shouted in fury, to let his own son go or face the consequences! Tommy was very pale, frighten, scared for his own life! Ian was a fool to challenge the Professor! The villain laughed in response to this crisis, and told him that alas, he couldn't even stop him."
"Ratigan at this moment blackmailed us to give him the throne of Mousedom, or the boy shall die!" Dawson spoke
"Yes, precisely! Lawless came up, 'we must rescue the boy! Or it shall be too late!'. Melissa suddenly gasped, and I realised that Jason and Colin vector, son of Police constable Eric Vector, left to save their friend."
"My, it was also a quite a chase after the boys! We and a crowd of men looked beyond the garden, to what it seemed like forever! Finally, I scared Colin, finding him by a hole in a nearby asked 'where in the devil is Jason?' He merely responded that he was going after the professor. We panicked, so therefore I was asked to take Colin inside to his Mother, As Basil went after Jason, with Peter."
"I wanted to simply go alone. But Peter didn't take no for an answer, and tagged along so that he could be an assistance. The only source of light I held was a match, small but bright enough to guide us. It soon felt like hours had passed. I felt intense, sweating with regrets. We didn't know what consequence would come upon us! Suddenly, cries were playing an echo, in front of us. Tommy soon appeared breathing in and out greatly, appearing emotional! As Peter comforted him, I ran forward to slams against the wall and screams of the Professor and Jason. Running faster, I came upon the light, seeing the villain holding down the boy! As the moment-SLASH!"
Basil's tone and small roleplay caused Dawson to jump in Chester's lap, who about dropped his utensils.
"I witnessed the moment, with Scars painted across Jason's cheek! A bloody scream was all I heard, as he was then slammed against the wall, near to where Fidget was! As Fidget drew closer to the boy, he gasped upon my appearance, and exposed me! My heart then drummed rapidly, I was filled with great anger so well that I jumped upon the Professor as soon as he turned around! Attacking him was all I wanted to do, and grabbing his cape, wrapping around his neck was what I did next. At that moment, Lawless and other officers came to the scene, with me being thrown against the wall! The two criminals escaped freely, as Peter stopped me from falling them."
A moment of silence occurred, as Dawson jumped off of Chester's lap.
" Peter and Lawless tried to scold me for my behavior. I ignored them, too distracted by my own son's status. I tried not once, but twice in order to wake him up. It was too late, for he was in deep slumber. Jason was all covered in bruises, dirt, as his clothes were now ruined greatly. Grief had struck me right in the heart, for it had sunk. Right there and then, I carried the unconscious boy in my arms, as the defeated police and Lawless bowed down, not wanting to be scene by the public."
Finishing writing, Chester sighs, and prepares to leave.
"Thank you for your time, Detective...As his father, you must feel terrible."
Basil nods, as Chester bows his head down.
"Now I feel the same way as you do…"
"Can you promise to me, not to share any personal information."
"I will only put in your thoughts and guilt sir. Nothing else, so your secret is safe with me! Oh-"
walks out with plate of Cheese Crumpets, as Chester points to her.
"If you don't mind, can you put those in a basket for me so I can take them to work?"
angrily stares at Chester, slamming the plate down as she storms to the kitchen. Coming out, she throws the crumpets in the basket, wrapping the top with a towel. Finally, Dawson and Basil chuckle as she shoves it to Chester, nearly making him fall over! Full of confusion, Chester shakes his head.
"Blimey, If I came back, that ol' Crone will throw a stinkin vase at me!"
Basil laughs, as Chester heads out the door.
"Now, I thought you said you didn't want to be caught!"
"Eh…" Chester peaks behind the front door "I change my mind! So will he once he sees this!"
Waving at the two Gentlemice, Dawson points to Basil.
"If she was part of your past long ago Basil, how does she affect you now?"
"When I tucked our files, containing our cases together long ago, I thought I would never see her again. But once in a lifetime, she was something to me once, and it made the situation matter so much more than I realized."
Looking at the picture, Basil slightly smiles once more.
"Now….Seems that my childhood has risen once again. I must avoid it."