Chapter 2:

Days went bypassing since beknown threatening incident on the Flaversham's lives. True doing so in the dull spending family time. Utter boredom Ruby and Darius found with high stinking animal odour and sprung forever scnery grassy verges. Their cramped little cottage in Scotland wasn't hugely large enough their former London home.

Still there actually spectrum average loads of children mice around Ruby and Darius's young age to carter playful filling up their boring lives. How very idle wrong Olivia had undiscoveirng been.

Most from the young girl mice pulled and tugged hardened withstand force at Ruby causing some of her sleek fur roughly come out in tuffs. Or brutally yank her tail and venomously called unmerciful names at her.

Darius the entire reason for Ruby's cruel unmercy attacks unnessarily got more filled orose greatly than his little sister. Most of the young boy mice had picked handfuls of hardest rocks ending thrown hurdles at wounding Darius.

Or called Darius the foulest of cruellest names gradually Olivia having them both tutored at home instead roughly endousing them hurtful more from their continuous torture.

Olivia taught Ruby how to act within female studies as sewing, chores, housework, cooking and doing the laundry while also teching her young daughter the arts of reading, fencing, target practise and most array of forbidden others girls wouldn't allow to do.

Darius was gradually taught by Hiram to make toys also paint and slowly craft the wood into the exact shape. Aslo Darius read advancing more from those bats that his own average youth could. With exception teaching himself how to fly.

One brightest springtime day Olivia had already placed lunch to boil speedily away while Ruby and Darius played outside in the colourful lit garden. A loud called shrill curdled screech of someone being tortured as Ruby burst tearfully cheek stained inside. Darius followed scruffily behind Ruby.

"Oh Ruby not again!" said Olivia despairing upon glancing another missing tuff of her daughter.

It was apprant more than a tuff of fur as the long braid of darkned shine curls had been yanked at the bottom roughly at where a light dark lilac pink ribbon. Probably the local girls always picking fun on Ruby. Due to her lovely different vocals and the fact of her older brother being a bat.

"It wans't my fault too they started it!" said Darius sticking his tongue huffily.

"If you didn't or not just plainly ignore them next time" said Hiram retorting back sitting his seat at the head of the small chipped oak table.

The Flaversham's house was cramped small due to highly lack space from their home lovingly back in London. Ruby missed London desperately the arraying untold familiar and unfamiliar scents, thrilling adventures, the airing mystery it tempting hung and majorly importance Ruby had missed greatly Basil and Dawson.

Their close unit friends were ever understanding instead the ignorant mouse folk in Scotland. Turning disgusted noses at Olivia noted at upon her return arrival not a wedding ring nor husband with accompanying her and the family.

A crying shame as Olivia felt shunned by the community of her family came to live in. Most beastly to Darius and Ruby almost never brutal towards Olivia and Hiram perhaps fully knowing antics that went about or minding as Hiram said ignoring them.

The constant whispering gossip and low jeer mocking was enough too far to push Ruby.

Thesmall helpless when Ruby was firstborn that hetic troubling night for all of them. A night Ruby could never utterly awareness understand till all older grown up.

"How can we simply ignore it grandpa I do miss uncle Basil and Dawson. I don't see why some bullets scared us into leaving?" said Ruby glancing her head up at them.

It turned flickering sideways and back with her tail at the exact rhynme beating time.

"Ruby it is more than just some bullets do you remember the past before experiences!" said Olivia exasperated.

Ruby did remember the burning tar hurdled through their letterbox filling up the entire living room. It was lucky all of them were out at Baker Street. It took Olivia and Hiram two whole days to clean up a tidal crash mess. Then there was the gas lit with a match nearly burning down their house. Luckily again Basil was there to allied them a safety exit.

It felt whenever to Ruby bad things happened Basil was always on cue to save them from the said danger. The armoured knight in the fairytale stories Olivia read to her children at night before turning out the light.

"Eat your lunch Ruby" said Hiram softly.

Ruby did as she was told poking her sliver grey prong four sharp fork onto her oatmeal coated fish. Some broke suddenly apart. Starting as Basil would at the chemistry set began to deduce the broken partcials.

"Ruby what did I say about playing with your food!?" said Olivia crossly.

Not a shouting crossed tone being spitting furious with Ruby. But a calm softened glower told Ruby. But those blue eyes of her mother's foretold such different peril heartache. Heartache in which Olivia too return in vian to London.

Ruby beginning ponder it leaving her unanswered question. Ruby knew at bestest times in not asking Olivia idle questions as this one. All ate in perplex empty silence.

Darius missed London too the bright loud flaring noises, the jolly speaking folk of happy mice, the friendly neighbourhood and he too missed their uncle Basil and Dawson gravely.

Knowing a pharse habit they grew somehow out from Olivia hoped. As many immate would ask that Basil was the family relation to their father.

Olivia would honestly when interrogated reply Basil was a dear personal friend as was Dawson to her family. The other resided mice would never get the full uttered acception.

While back in London the foggy streets began littering file up from mice exiting their homes to late nightshift work or heading from work homewards.

Sticking endless shadows in not being spotted amongst the crowd was a familiar mouse of a wekk ago that invited himself to visit the Flaversham home in London. Not his own free will but strict direct orders.

Not in wanting disobey his ruthless employer the mouse bundled through amongst the crowd making brash way in other direction. His long bone scrawny body arrow zipped between the hiding places before letting himself out in open clearings.

His ripped and tattered clothes swooped flap softly against his body keeping avaible only warmth. Past the accounting rich bright upper and middle class residences entering the grimly poorest downtown parts in London. Turning a sharp corner he turned both ways checking scan the coast was clear.

Seeing no police or detective on duty this part of town the lean mouse hurried thumping hurried rushed footsteps. They heavily pounded as weighing heavy stones in making halt at the grate. Loud cheering over drunk mice were heard on ahead.

Lowlife foul ruffians he thought out for some good time while he was forced to do overload dirty work into the early morning hours.

Feeling offended and relief he had missed out a drink or two making his way faster through afterwards letting himself through by sliding open the grate. The early previous downpour rain dripped murky against the sewer drain network.