Back at the Flaversham residence, Fidget was recovering from his sickness. He started to dream a suspenseful, exciting dream:

When Fidget came back to Olivia's house and smiled at Olivia, she glanced back at him with a grin in return and said with a wave of her hand, "Hi!" He sighed joyously and walked toward her.

An ugly rat saw him nearby. It was the same one who had thrown him overboard. "Oh, yes!" he said to himself and hopped up in front of Fidget. "Hello, Fidget," Ratigan whispered as he shoved a cloth of chloroform in the bat's face before Fidget could escape.

Fidget woke up, only to find himself in Ratigan's hideout. He was kidnapped by Ratigan again.

"Glad to see you awake," Ratigan said, looming over to the drugged bat.

"And why would you care?" Fidget demanded to know.

"Did I wake you? I'm sorry," Ratigan said sarcastically, noticing that the chloroform was wearing off.

Fidget struggled to get back onto his feet, fighting off the chloroform.

With a smile, Ratigan slapped him on both cheeks. Fidget yelped as the rat had done so, which amused the rat. The bat could do nothing more than press his palm onto his face. Ratigan went back a couple steps just to take a glimpse at Fidget's abused face. Just as he was about to strike the bat in the face again, Fidget dodged and grabbed the rat by the wrist because he was close to biting it with just enough energy.

"Fidget, no! I won't let you!" Ratigan protested as his former henchman grinned as he sank his teeth into Ratigan's hand. "Ow!" The next thing Fidget had done was aiming the rat's palm in Ratigan's face and smacked him in the face, taunting with a chuckle, "Quit hitting yourself! Quit hitting yourself!" Fortunately, Fidget was brave and stood up to him, remaining daring as he ever could be. Ratigan gasped in shock, but his expression changed into a glare. The annoyed rat pushed the bat aside and he added without signs of regret, "Just another stupid detective." Then laughed at him.

This made Fidget really angry, so he yelled, "Shut up!"

Ratigan gasped at Fidget's outburst. "If you don't stop sassing me right now, you'll be in big trouble," Ratigan threatened.

"Or what? Tie me to a mouse trap?" Fidget snapped back, "Put me in the bottle? Lock me up in a cell where you made Olivia's dad build the mechanical queen? Whip me? Smack me?"

His face flushed with anger, Ratigan grabbed Fidget by the arm. "That's it! You're in big trouble, young man!"

"Oh, yeah?" Fidget taunted again, "We'll see about that!" With that he kicked Ratigan in the shin, making the rat yelp in pain as Fidget ran and climbed up through the pipes above.

Basil, Dawson, Toby, and the Flavershams, who were worried sick about him looked for him. "Don't worry, chaps," he encouraged, "We'll find him." Then he saw Fidget running toward him.

"Fidget!" Basil called.

"Basil?" Fidget asked shakily.

"Yes, it's us!" Basil replied as he and the others climbed down the sewers.

"Oh, Basil, I thought I'd never see any of you again," Fidget said, "I can't walk anymore without you there. I'm so sleepy." He yawned.

"Looks like the chloroform had made him sleepy, eh Basil?" Dawson asked.

"Very sleepy," Basil agreed.

"We found you and that's all that matters," Olivia said. Then she took a glimpse at poor Fidget's face. "What happened, Fidget?"

"Ratigan slapped me."

"It looks red, but I know just how to take care of that," Olivia pointed out. "It heals quickly." With that, she kissed his abused face, making sure that each cheek had healed with a dozen kisses.

"Ah," Fidget sighed happily and told everyone what happened. Everyone was amused by how Fidget got on Ratigan's nerves by biting his hand when Ratigan tried to hit him again and Fidget using his hand to make it look like Ratigan was hitting himself.

"So what are you going to have us do?" Basil asked as an attempt to break Fidget out of his happy trance. Even as he said it, he was still laughing about how Fidget got Ratigan flustered.

"Please, Fidget, you must think of something," Mr. Flaversham pleaded.

"You can do it," Olivia encouraged.

"You're right," Fidget sighed. Suddenly, he had an idea. "Can we go back inside to see if Ratigan is still around, but very quietly?"

"Now, you're thinking," Basil said.

"We brought you some goodies," Dr. Dawson said as he picked up a picnic basket.

"Wow! No wonder why I feel so weak and tired!" Fidget exclaimed, "I haven't eaten anything all day!"

The six friends sat down and enjoyed their lunch when Ratigan came, much to Fidget's displeasure that he barfed on the mouse trap, making Ratigan feel ill from within. Finally, everyone took the sick bat home.

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The next day, Fidget felt better. Better enough to play tag with Olivia. He swooped down and tagged her in return. Even Stellaluna was welcome to join them.

The End

Author's notes: This fic was longer than I expected, but anyway. XD

*I've read stories (mostly by The Mouse Avenger) of where three members of Ratigan's gang are shown to be good guys or at least thugs who reformed, such as Snakes, the one with the purple striped shirt, Red, the red shirt guy, and Bill the Lizard. I also wrote my own fics where those three were the good guys.

*As I wrote the scene where Fidget threw up on the mousetrap, I thought it'd be funny. Well, where will Ratigan go? I don't know and I don't care. Maybe to another mousetrap? That's what teamdark2741 suggested and that was hilarious!

*Hope you all enjoyed!