Rayman Legends Adventures in The Great Mouse Detective/Script

There was a small rocking horse on the table as Hiram went to get the surprise. Then he came, with his hands behind his back. "I haven't given you your gift yet," he grinned to his daughter, "are you ready?"

"This was the best birthday ever," Olivia had said. Then she looked at her father with wide eyes. "Did you get me a present," she asked happily.

"Close your eyes," Hiram warned his daughter, "no peeking."

Olivia giggled, closing her eyes. Cynthia grinned, helping cover the girl's eyes.

Hiram came closer and gently put a pink package on the table in front of Olivia. "Open them," he warned her gently with a grin, this wasn't just an ordinary pink package.

Cynthia uncovered the girl's eyes. Olivia looked at it and gasped. The package opened up to reveal a pink rose bud with a knob on it. Cynthia saw the key and wound it up for the girl. Olivia gasped as it turned out to be a dancing doll.

Hiram grinned, he hoped she liked it. However, there was someone evil outside the toy store, stalking the Flaversham family during little Olivia's feast. A smash was heard. Cynthia held Olivia. Olivia looked afraid.

"Stay in here and don't leave," Hiram warned his frightened daughter, "Cynthia, keep her safe." He got Olivia and Cynthia into the closet and shut the door, hopefully this would be all over soon.

Cynthia nodded. Olivia tried to get out. The evil person fought with Hiram. Hiram was trying to fight against this stranger, but found he wasn't able to. There was paint everywhere with disorganized toys, and sure enough, Hiram was taken away from the toy store. He had fought against an evil bat, but the bat had won and taken him. Cynthia helped the girl once it was silent.

"Daddy, where are you?!  Daddy, answer me," Olivia called out, "Daddy," she growled in frustration before shouting out an enraged "DADDY!!"

This yell was so loud that it echoed across the toy store. Teresa kept reading her book until the carriage would stop for her and Dawson. Dawson was reading a few newspapers. Olivia was weeping in a shoe. Cynthia was hugging the young mouse. The carriage eventually stopped. Teresa noticed this, she swiftly looked down to her book, memorizing the page number and chapter she was on and closed it. Dawson climbed away, helping Teresa off and opened his umbrella. Olivia had made Cynthia borrow one of her mother's dresses and coats, to keep her warmer. Cynthia hugged the little mouse, keeping her warm.

Teresa gently took his paw to get safely down. She looked around as she could've sworn she heard something. "I hear weeping...."

Dawson nodded and followed the sound. Teresa and Dawson went along. As they came closer, they found Cynthia holding the poor mouse girl Olivia for the loss of her father.

"Oh, my..." Teresa looked very concerned for the poor girl. She didn't recognize Cynthia yet.

Cynthia rocked the girl. Olivia wept softly.

Dawson looked at them. "Are you alright," he asked.

Cynthia looked over. "D-Do you know where Basil of Baker Street," she asked, sniffing from a bit of cold.

Olivia pulled out the newspaper clipping.

Teresa didn't think that name sounded familiar, but Baker Street did. "But, where are your parents," she asked the poor girl in distress.

Dawson looked.

"M-My dad's missing.....th-that's why we need to find Basil," Olivia managed, but started to weep again.

Cynthia hugged and rocked the young mouse.

"H-Hey now, it's alright..." Teresa tried to calm them down, "I don't know who Basil is, but I'm sure we'll find him......" she turned back to Dawson, "do you happen to know where Baker Street is?"

Dawson nodded. "This way," he said.

Olivia clung to Cynthia. Cynthia followed, wearily. Teresa went with them to find this Basil of Baker Street.

The group walked over, there was a tall home above which belonged to the famed human detective, Sherlock Holmes, who was now playing his violin. The mouse group went over to Basil's door though and knocked on the door. Dawson waited. Cynthia held Olivia's hand.

Teresa looked over before the mouse opened the door. "We weren't properly introduced...who are you two?"

Dawson looked.

"Olivia Flaversham and Cynthia Brisby," Olivia said.

Cynthia nodded, sniffing again.

"Cynthia..." Teresa sounded surprised.

Cynthia looked surprised at Teresa.

Teresa blinked. "Cynthia, it's me..." she whispered to her 'Cynthia Brisby', hearing the frustrated mouse girl shout his name.

A mouse woman in blue clothing opened the door. Dawson started to speak to the woman. Olivia went down and led Cynthia in. The woman was named Mrs. Judson, she was warning Dawson that Basil was very busy.

"Well, you see...it's not for me, it's for the girl and the lady..." Dawson trailed off.

Olivia had pulled Cynthia inside and was looking around from a single spot.

"Oh, my...you poor darling," Mrs. Judson rushed to Olivia, removing her hat and coat with a friendly, nurturing grin, "you must be chilled to the bone...I know for sure, while I was drying this, let me get you a cup of tea and some of my cream cheese flatbreads," she left the room, yet grinning.

Teresa followed inside as Olivia was in a large chair. Dawson followed inside as well. Olivia grinned a little. Cynthia had apologetically handed Mrs. Judson her coat. She sneezed softly, blushing under her fur.

"Oh, I think you could use some tea as well," Mrs. Judson said to Cynthia as she took the older girl's coat.

Teresa looked around this area, it looked like a fitting detective's office, a smoke pipe, magnifying glass and books.

"The villain may have slipped this time, but I yet have him," a voice called, but everyone saw no one new.

Dawson looked around, then to the door. Cynthia squeaked and held Olivia gently. Olivia blinked.

The door opened to reveal a different mouse about light brown-furred in a dragon robe, holding a gun in his hands, which alarmed everyone. "Out of my road! Out of my road!"

"Woah," Teresa ducked down to avoid getting shot if this was a mad mouse, "who do you think you are?!"

The mouse looked to her and the others in the room. "I am Basil of Baker Street."

Dawson looked.

"You're Basil?! Please, me and Cynthia need help," Olivia said.

Cynthia stood, watching amused slightly. This bit was always funny.

"Can't speak right now," Basil ignored the little mouse girl.

"You don't understand," Teresa said, "this little girl has a few problems--"

"But wait," Basil delayed.

"Man, he has bad manners for a rich guy..." Teresa scoffed.

Dawson frowned, trying to get Basil to listen. Olivia tried as well. Cynthia just watched, amused. She wondered if she should offer to help or let it pan out as normal.

Teresa glanced over to Cynthia. "You sure," she asked with a joking smirk. She hadn't seen the movie as much as Cynthia, where she sometimes forgot certain facts that happened before they were involved.

Cynthia nodded, grinning amused. Teresa shrugged and watched a little as well, this was actually kind of funny. Basil asked Dawson if he could hold onto the gun, but what really got Dawson's attention was that Basil referred to him as a doctor.

Dawson noticed the gun was pointed to his head and shoved it back to Basil. "I say...how the hell did you know I was a doctor," he asked.

"Surgeon, to be precise," Basil smirked at him, "just returned from military service, am I right?"

"Yes...by Jove, what have you done," he asked.

Cynthia started to mouth every word about the reasoning. Olivia was yet trying to get Basil to listen.

Basil explained how he knew, he may not had been there and just met everyone, but he knew all of that. No wonder he was a top detective. Then he looked to Teresa and Cynthia, having strange senses around them and came toward them. "You two...you're not from here, are you?"

"Uhh...well..." Teresa wasn't sure what to say.

Cynthia shook her head, smirking. That was all she would give room. "Take us away," she thought, teasing.

Olivia watched with Dawson.

Basil came close past the girls. "You girls are from a previous life, you were safe in your little houses and ended up here in a place you don't even know...but you got separated..." he concluded.

Teresa blinked. "How do you know so much, Mr. Basil?"

"It's elementary, my darling," Basil replied, but he instantly got his gun ready and started shooting at the pillows, making feathers fly.

"What's going on here," Mrs. Judson cried as she came out of the kitchen, "my heavenly pillows!"

Cynthia hid her face between her paws, sneezing a couple of times. Olivia had been pulled to safety by Dawson.

"Bless you..." Teresa said to Cynthia, these were awful sneezes.

Basil was sending Mrs. Judson back into the kitchen after the poor mouse woman was in a frenzy over her pillows. "Now, I know the ball's someplace..." he muttered, looking around for it.

Olivia came over, holding it out to Basil. Dawson checked over Cynthia a little. Cynthia crossed her arms slightly.

"Thank you, Miss-" Basil thanked her, he may had known a lot about Teresa, Dawson and Cynthia, but he actually didn't know the name of the little mouse girl.

"Flaversham, Olivia Flaversham," she said.

Dawson watched. Cynthia put a paw on Olivia's shoulder gently, he was rude to her.

"Any matter," Basil continued to silence her. Then he went to examine the bullet, it seemed very reluctant to him. He sounded very thrilled, but was swiftly disappointed. "No, no, no, noooooOOOO!!!! Drat, another dead end," he lowly growled, "I almost had him under control!"

Teresa was wondering who he meant for a moment, but then remembered the iconic villain of this story; Padriac Ratigan. Basil sighed, feeling defeated, he decided to play a little violin.

"Now will you listen to Olivia," Teresa asked since Basil wasn't so focused on one little fact right now.

Olivia explained what just happened. Cynthia stroked the girl's head softly.

"Young lady, this is not the time for that," Basil sighed as he continued to play his precious instrument, "surely your mother knows where he is."

Teresa actually knew what Olivia was going to say next. "She has no mother!"

Basil kept playing, but that was enough to actually make him listen to Olivia. "Uh...well..." he tried to get hard again, "look, I don't have time for lost fathers!"

Olivia glanced at Teresa. "He wasn't lost, he was stolen," she huffed.

"From someone with a hooked leg," Cynthia said softly.

Basil's eyes widened. "Did you say...hooked leg?"

"Yes," Teresa nodded.

"Was it a thief," Basil sounded very interested now.

"Yes," she replied.

Cynthia pulled Olivia closer gently, as Basil got a bit intense at this bit.

"You know him," Teresa asked.

"Know him," Basil chuckled, "this bat known as Fidget, happens to be the exact villain's trick in my experiment, the terror in each of my awakening moments. The nefarious.....RATIGAN," he pointed to a picture of the fat rat man hanging above the fireplace.

Lightning flashed. Cynthia looked, looking both afraid and intrigued.

"He's a genius," Basil continued to these who didn't know Ratigan, "a genius twisted into evil, the Napoleon of Crime!"

Cynthia tried not to sing the song.

"Is he so bad," Teresa asked.

"Worse," Basil continued in a frenzy, "for years, I've tried to capture him and I've come close to him...who knows what insidious plan this villain might be planning?"

Teresa went with Cynthia to comfort Olivia, this must had been a little frightened for her. Cynthia stroked Olivia's hair fur. Olivia cuddled up to her, grinning softly at Teresa.

Teresa blinked, but grinned as she looked down to Olivia. "Hello there..."

"We mustn't waste time," Basil warned his new comrades, "I'll get the transport for us."

Cynthia grinned. Then she looked at Basil. Oh, they were going to meet Toby. Then Olivia went to the window and shrieked. Fidget yelled as well and ran away.

"Oh, darling, did something frighten you," Teresa gently asked Olivia before they went away.

Cynthia noticed this and gasped. "It's him," she said.

Dawson ran with Basil. Fidget managed to escape.

Basil ran. "Hurry up, Dawson, we don't have a moment to lose!"

Teresa held Olivia close, she recognized the bat. "It's...Digit? No, no, Bridgette..."

"Fidget," Cynthia said.

Dawson followed, but merely followed the hat.

"That was my next guess," Teresa said.

Basil was with Dawson, Fidget was gone, but there were tracks from the bad bat left behind. He felt he was closer to Ratigan now. Cynthia nodded. Dawson held out the hat. Basil took everyone back to his place.

"Now, there's nothing to fear, darling..." Mrs. Judson soothed Olivia. She grinned reassuringly to her, but frowned at Basil for frightening her and ignoring her lately.

Cynthia watched Basil. Olivia went to hug Cynthia.

"The villain's all gone," Dawson reported.

"Ah, ah, ah," Basil waved a finger. "But not for long, Miss Flamhammer," he warned Olivia.

"Flaversham," Cynthia and Olivia said together.

"Anyhow," Basil shrugged them away again, "well, we just pursue our hook-legged friend until he leads us to the girl's father."

"Then you'll get Olivia's father back," Olivia asked hopefully.

"Yes," Basil replied calmly, but blinked as he looked down to see Olivia hugged him for saying that, but he tried to get her off. "And very soon if I'm not mistaken," he continued, "now hurry up, Dawson, we have to go to Toby's!"

Olivia was now back in her coat. "Where are we going," she asked, piling her pockets with cheese crumpets.

Cynthia put her own coat on and subtly moved the violin off Basil's chair. Dawson looked at Basil. Basil went to an end as Sherlock Holmes and Watson were speaking.

Teresa was impressed that Sherlock Holmes was really there, but she kept on track and followed the fellow mice. Basil was calling for this Toby they were supposed to meet.

"Who's Toby, Mr. Basil," Teresa asked, "will he take us with him?"

"Exactly," Basil smirked to her.

Olivia stood with Dawson and Teresa. She chuckled as Cynthia went ahead, looking emotional. Cynthia was practically bouncing as she went ahead a little with Basil, after making sure Olivia was certainly alright. She was so emotional.

"Ah, here he is now," Basil smirked.

Everyone looked up to see a rather large basset hound show up, of course, since they were mice, he looked like a giant.

"Ladies and Dawson, Toby, Toby, Ladies and Dawson," Basil introduced the dog to the new mice women.

Cynthia chuckled and started to hug Toby's nose. Olivia was hiding. Teresa was a little hesitant, but she came to the dog. Toby grinned down to Cynthia, giving her a lick though. Cynthia rubbed his nose gently, chuckling. Toby seemed to naturally like Cynthia and grinned to her. Cynthia whispered something to Toby. Warning him to find the darling Olivia. Olivia was under a footstool. Toby raised his large ear for that and he went away to find the girl, his nose to the ground, sniffing about like a vacuum.

"I'm not sure if I should ride him..." Teresa sounded afraid.

Cynthia hugged her friend. "Hey, don't worry, I'll help you and Olivia," she grinned.

Olivia peeked out at Toby.

"Alright, we have to go," Basil proclaimed, but looked down to Olivia, "except you, Miss Flamsheer."

"Flaversham," Dawson helped correct.

Cynthia held Olivia to her. Olivia looked up at Basil.

"Either fashion, she's not coming," Basil folded his arms.

"C'mon, that's for her, why can't she come," Teresa asked, "how can you say no to a cute little face?"

"Young lady, you're not coming with us and that's final," Basil said sharply.

Toby ended up taking Teresa, Cynthia, Basil and Dawson on his back, but Olivia was able to go, despite Basil's protests. Olivia was clung to Basil. Dawson ended up on Toby's tail. Cynthia was making sure Teresa stayed on. Teresa held Cynthia tight as they went along. Basil was the only determined and emotional one as he held Toby's collar like a horse's reins as they went along. Cynthia had a smirk on her face. Olivia clung tight to Basil. Dawson was trying to keep on Toby.

Toby had dropped them away at a place that did not seem familiar. Basil inspected it and showed them a secret road in and they were inside this place. Teresa tried to figure out what it was, but saw giant toys. This must have been the human equivalent of Flaversham's Toy Store. There was even a giant porcelain doll that appeared rather eerie at this size and stature.

"These toys look so big at this height..." Teresa whispered.

Basil came from behind the doll's legs. "A bloodthirsty murderer could be hiding behind anything, then please, doctor and sir, be very careful."

Cynthia held Olivia's paw. She chuckled as Basil pushed a Chess piece. Olivia looked around curiously. Basil looked just as well as a spy as he looked about the ginormous toy store. Teresa looked around and kept careful as they had to climb up a ladder, she wasn't really good with heights. There were frightened sights at the sight such as the clowns and a mini marching band. Basil pulled out his magnifying glass and found tiny footprints.

Olivia stood in the road at one point. Cynthia looked around from where she stood. Dawson looked slightly overwhelmed from the giant rocking horse, which looked just as big as a real horse to him. Basil muttered as he noticed that the clockwork was missing from certain toys. Maybe that could be a clue of some kind. There was a scribbled to do list by Cynthia's foot.

Cynthia looked down at it and picked it up. "Basil," she said, softly.

Basil looked focused, having his back turned to her. "Please, I'm trying to concentrate."

"I found a clue," she purred.

Basil looked interested until a bunch of random music box toys were going off and even rolling around. There was a Dumbo the elephant toy spinning its head as it blew bubbles around them, which seemed to be a distraction. Also, in the corner, there was a gently rocking baby carriage toy with lullaby music. Olivia went wandering away. Teresa looked around, but saw Olivia going. She decided to follow the girl, in case she got into any damage. The baby carriage was covered as it gently rocked with the music and a tiny pink bonnet was visible from under the covers.

Olivia went to look in the baby carriage. As Olivia pulled back the blankets, the evil bad, Fidget was revealed to be under the covers and smirked wickedly with a frightening shriek for her. Olivia yelled. Fidget took both the two girls that were together. Cynthia looked concerned and ran ahead. Teresa yelped as she was taken with Olivia by the evil bat.

"Olivia and Teresa," Dawson gasped.

Basil ran with Dawson and Cynthia to get Fidget for taking away their friends. They had to run back away though as a big Ferris wheel was going to run them over if they ran that fashion. Olivia fought in the bag. Fidget tried desperately to escape. Cynthia looked shocked and tried to get them back. Basil and Dawson landed on an Around the World mat and tried to run away from the doll coming down for them and got away, only for the doll to smash its face against the table.

Cynthia ended up trapped in a toy birdcage. Dawson was stuck to the wall because of a jousting knight's sword. Basil looked to save them, but his head was smashed against cymbals and he stumbled past a bunch of marbles, but he fell and landed into them, making the marbles go forward, hitting Dawson and Cynthia. Cynthia squeaked and rubbed her aching head. Cynthia and Dawson would have to wait, as Basil got on a bouncing horse as Fidget tried to escape. Luckily, the horse seemed to get higher with every bounce and he climbed up blocks and a toy tower to stop Fidget from his toy-making heist. Teresa and Olivia called for Cynthia and Basil as they were stuck in the bag together and to be taken far away. Fidget managed to get out of the roof and knocked the bricks down. Then he limped away with them.

Cynthia used the marble to open the cage. "Teresa! Olivia," she cried. Then she heard Basil needed help. She knew Basil would shout.

Dawson tried to help. Teresa and Olivia muffled for help as Fidget was taking them away. Basil fell with the blocks, but luckily, it did not murder him. Cynthia tried to undo Basil from the doll's string. Dawson hoped Basil wouldn't shout at the girl. Basil attempted to get himself free and blinked to Cynthia. Cynthia managed to get them undone. She shouldn't have let Olivia go or let her friend get in the danger.

Basil didn't say anything, but he actually had a look of thanks to Cynthia and looked around for Fidget with Teresa and Olivia. "Now, where is that winged villain?"

"He took them," Cynthia said softly.

Dawson put a paw on her shoulder.

Basil sighed. "That isn't good...." he actually sounded concerned about the girls, knowing how attached Cynthia was with them.

Cynthia got frustrated with herself. "I should've looked at them! Now they were taken and could hurt you," she said, both frustratedly and mournfully.

"Now, now, we'll get them back, I'm sure," Basil tried to settle poor Cynthia.

Cynthia wiped her eyes. "Oh...here," she sniffled, handing him the list.

Dawson handed her a handkerchief. Basil hummed, but took a look at the list. It was a bit of scribbles, but he would take a closer look at it to examine it to see what it was for and perhaps find out where it came from.

"I think Fidget dropped it......" Cynthia said silently.

"Yes, he has facts on the list," Dawson agreed.

"Don't worry you all....." Basil replied, seeming to have a soft spot as Dawson and Cynthia were mournful with Olivia and Teresa taken away from them. "It isn't entirely hopeless," he gave an assuring grin, hoping the two of them yet wouldn't be upset.

Dawson grinned a little. Cynthia yet looked upset, but not as much now.

Basil looked to Cynthia softly as well. He put his paw on her shoulder and grinned calmly to her. "We'll get them back."

Dawson nodded. Cynthia nodded as well, slowly. Basil kept his grin, it was the nicest he had ever been to any one of them. Cynthia blushed under her fur. Dawson hesitantly headed back to Toby.

"I'm sure there's a chance, Miss Day..." Basil said softly and sweetly to Cynthia, "there's always a chance."

Cynthia nodded, but heard Toby growling. "We...we better go save Dawson," she said silently.

"Rather..." Basil agreed, going with her to get to the doctor and enlarged basset hound.

Cynthia soothed Toby. Dawson looked concerned at Toby. Basil was interested in Cynthia's skills, but he had Toby to calm down in a fashion that wouldn't alarm poor Dawson. Cynthia got on Toby. Toby waited for Basil and Dawson. Basil climbed up, helping Cynthia, while giving a helping paw to Dawson to continue their perilous adventure.

Cynthia held onto Basil. Dawson tried holding onto Cynthia to stay up front this time. Then Basil, Cynthia and Dawson were off. Basil just hoped he could keep his promise that Teresa and Olivia would be alright by the time they would all find them. Cynthia looked grim.

"Faster, back to Baker Street," Basil commanded Toby as they went away. He needed to gather the evidence and ponder to where to find the girls.

Soon, they arrived at Baker Street and Cynthia watched as Basil did tests on the paper. Meanwhile, Fidget had taken Olivia and Teresa to Ratigan's hideout. While they were getting there, Ratigan was pestering poor Mr. Flaversham again about making a certain fact for an incoming plot. Ratigan was watching Flaversham work the robot that would soon look like Queen Mousetoria. Hiram did the best he could, where he wouldn't end up seriously hurt if he didn't follow Ratigan's orders. He just didn't want to do anything bad and he deeply missed his daughter. He flinched at the incoming light as Ratigan was now in to check up on him. He had the metal basis about done.

"How are we today, Flaversham," Ratigan asked, using his usual charming personality.

Hiram blinked with a sigh. "I've been better, sir..." he did not like anything in this situation he was in.

"Is our robot almost ready," Ratigan asked.

"I yet need more tools and gears..." Hiram informed, Fidget was sent to get just these facts, also two girls, specifically Olivia and Teresa, he didn't know they were on their road though.

"Oh, yes, they're coming soon, along with a little present or two," Ratigan said. He set the ballerina flower doll dancing.

Hiram just felt shattered inside. Fidget eventually came back with the hostages while Olivia looked horrified in his grasp.

"Father," Olivia cried.

Ratigan watched.

"Olivia," Hiram gasped.

Teresa stomped on Fidget's foot as he made him let go of Olivia to meet with her father. Olivia ran over to her father and hugged him.

"You see, we had your daughter and your new guest in," Ratigan said, allowing the hug.

Fidget jumped about and moaned about how his 'good foot' was hurting.

Hiram happily hugged Olivia tightly, he almost wept once he got to hold her in his arms once again. Then he looked over to Teresa. "What just happened to you?"

Teresa shrugged. "I don't know, I was thrown in a bag, it's been a crazy week for me so far!"

Olivia hugged him yet. Then Ratigan pulled Hiram away after Olivia was being pulled off with Teresa again. Fidget came to take Teresa and Olivia back off, separating them again. Ratigan grinned charmingly. Olivia was crying out for her father in great agony as she was pulled off.

"Please, Professor..." Hiram frowned to Ratigan before Olivia was taken away.

"You know what's going to happen if you don't quit," Ratigan said, flicking his bell. While inside, though his darling kitty Felicia wouldn't come.

"Y-Yes...just don't hurt my daughter......or her new friend...." Hiram sounded terrified, but obedient.

Ratigan crushed the doll before leaving. "Have it ready for tonight," he growled as he left.

Hiram flinched at the door lock, but agreed to do so. Teresa and Olivia fought as Fidget was dragging them outside and into a glass bottle. Fidget shoved Olivia into the bottle, and then managed to get Teresa in as well.

"Don't worry...we'll get out of here....." Teresa said to Olivia in the most comforting fashion she could.

Olivia hugged Teresa. Teresa gently hugged her back, humming a soothing song.

Basil turned the light on as he pulled out his magnifying glass to take a closer look at the paper as he was with Dawson and Katie yet. "Offhand, I can deduce very little...only that the words are written with a wide-pointed feather pen that splashed twice..." he sniffed it a bit, "written by a bat who has drunk rodent joy, a drink that only exists in the sweetest pubs."

Cynthia grimaced and glanced over from her spot past the window.

Basil caught his microscope to thoroughly discover this. "Carbon dust...clearly of the type used in sewage lamps," he went away to purposely catch the paper on fire.

Dawson watched him. Cynthia continued to stare out of the window. She knew what just happened there, Basil would discover where Fidget drank. Basil used several chemicals involved with this and once the liquid eventually dropped green into the blue and made red with red dust about, he was emotional and even congratulated Dawson for helping. He eventually concluded the 'salt water' came from a place called the Riverfront Area. Dawson was slightly amazed. Cynthia sighed softly. She hadn't touched her tea or crumpet.

"We'll have to report to the mousetrap," Basil concluded, "incognito, of course."

Dawson looked unsure. Cynthia looked, wondering what outfit he would have her wear.

Basil went into a closet, he found a pirate-like fashion for Dawson and found a captain's coat for himself. "Now...what for Ms. Day...."

Dawson looked. Cynthia waited. There were few options for women to be in this time.

"Huh..." Basil scratched his furry chin. He had a hard time finding a proper outfit for Cynthia around this time.

Dawson didn't come out from hiding once they arrived at the area. Cynthia blushed deeply, trying to pull her dress top up a little, it showed a bit too much chest.

Basil was ahead as he had his cigar in his mouth, not actually smoking. He turned back and encouraged Cynthia and Dawson to catch up. Dawson came out, trying to pull his top down to cover the stomach. Cynthia was blushing, her fur up as she came and stood next to Basil in a dark red, tight-fitting dress. Basil waited for them as he looked around to make sure no one would ambush them this time. Dawson was complaining about his outfit as well. Cynthia calmed her blush and tried to look sultry. She clung to Basil's arm.

Basil seemed to tune Dawson out, but did give him some advice before they actually went in. "Just follow my lead.....do as I say."

Dawson started to copy him. Cynthia clung to Basil, making herself seem like a proper 'lady of the night'. Basil gave nods and gestures to the rodents in the bar as they went along, one who had gotten abuse from a waitress due to him flirting with her while she was flirting with him. Dawson copied him. Though he ended up bumping into a few mice.

Cynthia hid a squeak a few times as some of the bar people pinched her butt. Darn disguise. The two men and one woman mouse kept walking, all was well so far until a dagger almost shot right in front of Dawson, though luckily, not injuring him. Dawson stumbled back into a lady mouse's chair and he started to apologize. The mouse woman looked a little frustrated at first, but she gave him a rather sneaky grin and blew smoke into his face. As she did so, she let out a laugh with the mouse men she was playing cards with. Dawson got frustrated and almost gave them up.

Cynthia, however, chuckled and pulled Dawson off. "C'mon, come here and sit with your captain," she chuckled. Then she sat him down with Basil and thankfully, her cheeks were rouged any matter, sat on Basil's lap to keep up sentences.

"Remember, Dawson, we're low-life ruffians......" Basil whispered sharply to Dawson, he had a small grin at Cynthia's method of bringing him back. He kept an eye out for anything suspicious.

Onstage, there was a juggling octopus that was about the same size as the rodents in the room and even caught the three balls in his hat as the audience looked like they wanted him dead, almost as if they were expecting something a lot better. Dawson sat down. He clapped a little, but swiftly stopped. Cynthia kept an eye out as well. There was booing heard from the crowd. One mouse even yelled, calling the octopus juggler an eight-legged bum. Tomatoes, cabbages, daggers and bottles were thrown, but the cephlapod luckily got offstage before getting hit with any of the messy and threatening projectiles.

"What's your fun, buddies," a large mouse woman came to the mice, taking their drink orders.

"Oh, um...I'm going to have a dry sherry," Dawson was about to say.

Cynthia made as if it was a joke on Dawson's part and chuckled. "Oh, love, you're so foolish," she warned him. "Anything, Captain," she asked.

"A lot," Basil chuckled, but covered Dawson's mouth to keep him from going any further. "Two pints for me and my shipmate. Now how about you, darling," he asked Cynthia.

"Make me a glass of wine," Cynthia said.

Dawson looked a little annoyed. The mouse waitress nodded.

"Oh, by the way," Basil caught her before she went away, "we just came into the harbor. We're looking for an old friend of mine.  You might know him....goes by the name of.....Ratigan!"

The waitress looked a little alarmed, this also got the other patrons' attentions instantly. Even the piano player.

"I've...never heard of him....." the waitress replied, though it seemed to be a lie, but she walked away.

Cynthia frowned slightly, but covered the reason by glancing at the stage. Dawson was watching the show. This time, it was a lizard on a unicycle, balancing someone on his head. The piano played a new tune as the new act came on. Just as the lizard and frog came onstage, they were instantly booed. Projectiles were thrown at them once more and the curtains closed instantly. Sheesh, hard crowd. The piano player played a soft tune and the curtains pulled back to show a female white mouse with a blue bow, a blue under-dress and she wore a dark pink coat over herself, looking a little unhappy as she started to sing. Cynthia looked at the female mouse. Ah, Miss Kitty. Then she looked over at where Fidget would come.

Dawson looked enamored. Fidget's peg leg was heard. The rowdy male mice seemed to calm down as the female was singing to them, especially about their hard lives. The music got more lively as Miss Kitty kept singing and she seemed happier now, but that wouldn't be the best part just yet. Cynthia looked at Basil. Should she go and try to get information from the bat? Dawson looked almost in love at the mouse. Fidget fell, but got back up. Basil gave her a silent wish of farewell before letting her go.

Then he looked to the portly mouse waitress and had a smirk as he saw that she was whispering to the bartender about something. Miss Kitty went behind the curtains as the music swelled for her and she came back out, wearing less clothes as a couple of identically dressed fellow dancers came to her sides. The lead singer removed her skirt to reveal rather revealing clothes like a Vegas show girl and threw down her skirt, wooing the mouse men.

Cynthia went over to Fidget and linked arms with him. "Hello there, love," she said sultry.

Fidget looked confused, but looked devious at her. "Hi, girly," he smirked.

The bartender put a lot of liquid into one mug from a vial he had, and then the rest in another. One male mouse tried to get onstage, but the others restrained him. Miss Kitty seemed to be having too much fun with that as she kicked the mouse down back to his friends as she kept singing and swooning.

Cynthia hid a grimace with a grin. "I'm new to this part of town...you know where a girl can find a good place to work," she asked.

Fidget thought. Then he nodded, perhaps Ratigan would like her. "I do, I do," he said.

The mouse waitress hit down a couple of beer mugs and Cynthia's glass down in front of them, warning them it was on the house. Dawson took his mug and drank it.

"Well, then, let's go," Cynthia grinned.

Fidget smirked. He drank his drink swiftly.

Basil looked through the glass like it was a science experiment, he put one finger in and his assumptions had been right. "Dawson, this drink's been---" he saw that Dawson had already drank his, "DRUGGED!!" This was not good.

Dawson looked very drunk. "Have a pretty nice piece to it," he smirked.

Fidget moved swiftly, taking Cynthia along. Cynthia followed, though glanced hesitantly back to Basil. Basil was a little hesitant about Dawson, wondering if this would give them room. He could see Cynthia with Fidget now as Miss Kitty continued to sing. Maybe now would be a good time to make a move and proceed the clumsy bat. What luck. He looked to see Dawson was missing, but looked up onstage as he was joining the girls in their song and dance. Miss Kitty took Dawson by the paws and sang deeper as she wasn't frustrated or annoyed that he was intruding. The twin dancers kissed Dawson on both cheeks. Dawson blew them kisses, blushing. He ended up landing onto the piano. Fidget was taking Cynthia down to see Ratigan. Cynthia kept a calm look on her face.

"Yes," Miss Kitty cheered as the piano player jumped back in slight alarm.

The pianist tried to knock out Dawson, but ended up hitting a more brutal and thuggish mouse. Next fact everyone knew, there was a bar fight.

"Dawson, Dawson," Basil tried to awaken his fallen companion, they had to get moving, Fidget was taking Cynthia away.

Dawson was unconscious. Fidget was emotional to show Ratigan. Cynthia was getting a bit hesitant.

Basil patted him on the face. "Dawson! C'mon, old man, there's no moment to lose!"

The other mice were beating each other senseless, even with the use of gunshots. However, Basil found a road out, there was a door on the floor that could be their escape. Dawson awakened, following Basil. Fidget crooned bits of Miss Kitty's song, holding Cynthia's wrist as he led her along. Basil and Dawson made it down without any harm and they watched the bat go with the newly female mouse underground. Once the bat made it through one road, it was time to sneak up behind.

Dawson silently followed. Fidget moved faster than normal, willing to take Cynthia there swiftly. He even lifted her up. Cynthia gasped and hoped Basil would be swift in following. Once Fidget and Cynthia were further off, Basil decided to take that time to now follow where it would be less suspicious. Dawson stuck with Basil. Soon Fidget had Cynthia in front of Ratigan, but scurried away to get in a disguise. Cynthia looked up at the rat with wider eyes. Basil and Dawson kept following.

"Oh, who are you taking with you," Ratigan asked, observing Cynthia, "I don't think I've ever seen you before...then I'll never have your little friend either..."

Cynthia looked up at Ratigan, and keeping in character gave a sultry grin. "I can be whoever you want, love," she winked.

"Oh, look, aren't we," Ratigan chuckled as he took her one paw, "do you like to live dangerously?"

"Danger is my middle name," Cynthia grinned coyly. She was trying to keep him busy until Basil and Dawson arrived.

"How adorable," Ratigan chuckled again, "I expect more company soon, maybe you want to help me visit them, right?"

Cynthia looked curious. "Compagnie," she wondered.

"Ah, yes, the icing for my cake," Ratigan had a small, though clearly evil grin to the female, "I've already had the Flavershams over."

Cynthia looked concerned, but tried to hide it swiftly.

"Ah-ah-ah, don't ruin the surprise until the other guests come along," Ratigan chuckled, not going to warn her.

Cynthia gave a fake grin. Fidget was in a bottle, pretending to be Olivia.

Ratigan saw this and checked the time. "Should arrive at any time..."

Cynthia looked curious.

Ratigan put his arm around Cynthia, trying to sweet speak her. "I'm sure you know about Queen Mousetoria...it'll be a new sheriff in town, but..."

Cynthia looked up at him. "A sheriff, right," she asked.

"It's an expression, darling," Ratigan chuckled, thinking she was confused with how he delivered that. "You'll find out sure enough......" he opened a door that showed Olivia and Teresa. "GET IN THERE NOW," he shoved Cynthia inside with his other hostages.

Cynthia stumbled over as she was shoved in. Olivia ran to Cynthia and hugged her.

"Cynthia," Teresa almost gasped.

Unlike with Hiram and Olivia, Ratigan actually didn't break up the heartwarming reunion moment between the two. He let them get it out of the road before he spoke again.

"Teresa...Olivia," Cynthia said silently.

Olivia wept into her skirt.

Teresa held Cynthia with Olivia. "I missed you so much....."

Ratigan almost looked annoyed with the girls reuniting.

"I missed you as well," Cynthia muttered.

"You yet have one last chance, 'Brie'," Ratigan threatened Teresa.

"I said no, you can keep your scary plans to yourself," Teresa sneered.

"Take care of yourself, this time, I won't be defeated," Ratigan snarled. "If you'll excuse me now, I have some personal business and a point to settle," he shut the door on them, leaving them trapped inside.

Dawson came through with Basil. Cynthia frowned at Ratigan.

"I hate him..." Teresa grumbled, at least she was with Cynthia again.

Basil and Dawson poked their heads through the wall they hid behind and looked to the bottle to see Olivia in her coat and hat, lying down in her bottle prison. The two mice ran over, trying not to get caught while they would go to their rescue. Basil went to the neck of the bottle and tried to pull the cork. "It's stuck," he moaned while trying to get the cork off, "I wonder where the other girls are..."

Fidget suddenly turned around. Cynthia tried to get Basil's attention. Dawson looked surprised as they seemed to trigger a feast.

"SURPRISE," a bunch of mice suddenly yelled, making Basil fall from the neck of the bottle.

Everyone clapped and laughed, but there was suddenly balloons and confetti and a welcome banner for the mouse detective.

Fidget smirked, getting out of the bottle.

"Basil," Ratigan greeted.

Basil frowned harshly at the rat, almost clenching his teeth.

Ratigan taunted Basil and practically called him a loser. He strapped them down to a mousetrap. He glanced over at the girls swiftly, but then described what his trap would do to the men. Basil looked plum in defeat like he couldn't solve his road out of this one. Ratigan was mocking Basil. Fidget pulled Teresa out of the bottle, corking it up again.

He tied her up and got her in the blimp, along with Flaversham. Dawson was trying to get Basil to spring into action. Cynthia held Olivia safely, looking concerned for Teresa. Teresa groaned and fought, but frowned as she was away from Cynthia again. Basil frowned, the traps were set and they could die from any possible angle. Was this the end of Basil of Baker Street, the great mouse detective? Ratigan got into the blimp and taunted Basil until they were no longer in hearing range.

Dawson looked at Basil. "C'mon, Basil, if you don't do anything, we're going to die," he said.

Basil sighed, he was just down in the dumps as the record slowly played, very fitting to their plan and misery of this situation. "Oh, I can't do anything......he's won the battle....."

Cynthia started to kick at the cork.

Dawson looked at Basil. "You can't let him win, how about the Queen and the others," he asked.

"Oh, how could I be so blind," Basil was yet glum as the song was slowly winding down, "Ratigan proved he's smarter than me..."

Soon Dawson got annoyed with Basil's pessimistic attitude. "We might as well set the trap ourselves and fix it," he yelled upset.

Basil sighed very wearily, Ratigan would never walk into a trap like this. The record was getting slower and slower, the song might be ending very soon, which meant they would be in an unworthy demise.

"Oh, it's eventually happened," Basil sighed, "I've outwitted me....."

Dawson looked grumpy. He was annoyed and had just yelled at Basil.

"Basil, get over it and do it yourself," Cynthia shouts.

"Hit...duped...fooled..." Max continued, seeming to tune them out, "oh, ridiculed, belittled..."

The record scratched slightly, but the song kept going and the traps didn't set off just yet. Cynthia tried pushing at the cork as well.

Dawson was majorly annoyed. "You might as well set the trap yourself," he said frustratedly.

"'Turn it off now'...." Basil muttered. He slowly shut his eyes, and suddenly came back alive. "Turn it off now? Ah ha ha...yes!  We'll turn the trap off now," he chuckled as he suddenly looked animate again, but slightly insane.

Dawson blinked. He looked at Basil like the detective was crazy. The record eventually stopped and the needle moved. This set off the cork past a wine glass with an olive in it.

Basil took note of the actions that were set to murder them. "The angle of the orbit multiplied by the square root of an icicle triangle, divided by the Guttenberg municipal pool, of opposing forces in motion and corrected for the difference in equilibrium," he watched the mouse doctor as their paws were holding back the trap until the sphere would roll down for them and snap them with an arrow and gun to murder them, "Dawson, just as I'm warning you, we must release the triggering mechanism!"

Dawson closed his eyes tight in fear, shaking just a little, but going to help him.

"Get ready, Dawson," Basil warned him. "Easy...NOW," he let go of the trap as the sphere came whooshing down from the tunnel it was going through to snap the trap onto them.

Dawson pushed it with Basil. Cynthia blinked as she watched. Just as the ball came down, it got caught in the metal trap instantly as they let go. The trap wiggled a little and one of the bolts hit the gun, making it shoot upward and the arrow went the other fashion with the bullet. The arrow hit the axe and it came smashing down, but hit the middle of the trap and freed both Dawson and Basil without them getting murdered or injured.

The anvil came down and smashed, again, missing the male mice, but it shook the bottle and made the cork blast off, freeing Cynthia and Olivia. Dawson looked surprised, but reached out and caught Olivia. Olivia shrieked, but then looked shocked. Cynthia merely gasped.

Basil swiftly changed into his old clothes, holding everyone close to him. "Thank you, Dawson..." he wrapped everyone closer to him with a silly smirk, "grin, everyone!"

The camera flashed, taking their picture instantly of course. Cynthia looked surprised, as did the others.

"Now, we mustn't lose any time," Basil warned them, "we have to save the Queen!"

"But we won't be there in time," Dawson said.

"I have my fashions," Basil reminded him.

They all went away and climbed through the vents on the public streets. Once Basil was out, he whistled for his faithful companion to give them a much faster ride to Queen Mousetoria's. Dawson, once again, ended up on Toby's tail as he ran towards the palace. Cynthia clung to Basil, with Olivia between her and him. Toby growled once he was warned the queen was in danger as he took them all to Buckingham Palace, carefully and swiftly as possible.

"I just hope your friend and father are alright," Basil said to Cynthia and Olivia as they were on their road.

"I'm sure they will be....." Cynthia said softly, hugging the two.

Olivia nodded. Toby barked as they passed horses that looked like giants compared to their tiny size. Within moments, they were at the front gates and the dog stopped once he came to a road for them to go into without disturbing any of the humans. Basil walked through a hole with them, leading in them through the palace to save the Queen and perhaps even Teresa.

Fidget was taking the Queen to be eaten by Felicia. Cynthia gave Olivia to Dawson. She would help fight. The Queen kept trying to kick at Fidget as he held her above him and ready to be eaten by the deathly jaws of the cat, who eagerly awaited to be fed. Basil caught the Queen just as Fidget was about to throw her right into Felicia's mouth. Fidget ended up falling, almost eaten himself, but able to get away. Cynthia helped untie the Queen. Felicia was going to try to eat him any matter. She stopped once she heard barking, ah, the dreaded enemy of a cat to be faced with a dog. Toby growled and chased Felicia down the street.

"Good heavens," Queen Mousetoria gasped once she was rescued. "Thank you, my darling..." she was frustrated, but soft to Cynthia since she was helping save her.

"Forgive me for dressing up, Your Majesty, but I'm glad to see you're doing well, except for this evil plot on your life," Cynthia said softly. She got the Queen her robe to help cover her, where she wasn't in just the nightgown.

Queen Mousetoria took her robe, feeling better now, but looked firm. "I'm glad to meet you as well, but I'm afraid we must prevent a threat from taking my place!"

"Where is he now," Basil asked.

"Down with the good ladies and gentlemen," the Queen informed, "he has used some kind of robot replica that will allow him to take over the kingdom!"

Dawson tied up Fidget and the other guards once Ratigan was out the front. Ratigan was reading off a long list of his rules. Olivia hugged her father. Hiram hugged back, hoping this reunion wouldn't be rudely and interrupted instantly like the last. The Queen Mousetoria robot was unresponsive for a moment, but then it called Ratigan an insidious fiend, shocking the citizens. Teresa was nowhere to be found. Ratigan looked mad and tried to silence the robot.

Dawson watched. Olivia, who was at the back, heard a muffled sound from in a crate. She got Cynthia, who helped her open it. Cynthia saw it was her friend and started to loosen her bonds. Fidget, meanwhile, was wiggling free from his own bonds.

"You're not my royal conqueror," the robot queen snapped before it was silenced.

Teresa gasped once the crate was opened and she was free. "Food...water...atmosphere..." she shivered like she had been starving for at least three days.

Ratigan was slowly getting angrier. But he tried to play it again as a joke. Fidget slipped out of the ropes. Then he silently went over to the three. He pushed Teresa over and caught Olivia and ran away with her. Cynthia managed to help her friend out, but not able to properly untie the ropes. She had to run after Fidget, trying to save the young girl she felt like a family-like fashion to, as well. After all, the girl was very young.

Basil kept controlling the robot from now on to throw off the townspeople and Ratigan himself and even purposely made the mechanics go haywire. Once it came to a good time, he came from behind the curtains to bust him and called the villain something he hated more than anything. "SEWER RAT!!"

Teresa got herself settled and frowned as Fidget took Olivia away from Hiram yet again. "Cynthia, don't let him go!"

Ratigan cried out in despair. Dawson helped jump on Ratigan, only for the rat to throw them all away. Cynthia nodded and ran after them yet.

Fidget ran up to a balcony. "The girl! The girl," he shouts.

"Arrest that devil," Basil called sharply.

Hiram let Teresa go and they had rushed out as well to take down Ratigan and end his true reign of terror. Queen Mousetoria even jumped on Ratigan while the guards tried to stop the townspeople.

Ratigan threw them all away and, after jumping on a couple of mouse's heads like stepping stones, caught a rope and swung up onto the balcony. He caught Olivia off Fidget and noticed Cynthia as well, throwing her. "Follow me and the girls die," he warned, before rushing away with them.

Fidget was sorting out the blimp. Cynthia blinked, surprised at the sudden catching.

"CYNTHIAAHHHH," Teresa cried to her.

Hiram looked disheartened for both Cynthia and Olivia.

"Hurry up, you two," Basil warned Dawson and Teresa before dashing away, going to follow Ratigan anyhow.

Ratigan threw them into the basket before getting in himself. Fidget started to pedal, making the blimp fly. Dawson ran with Basil, Teresa and Hiram.

"There he goes," Basil pointed as they came outside and the blimp was beyond their reach, "Dawson, Flaversham, Teresa, collect these balloons!"

"Balloons," Teresa looked around, she didn't see them at first, but she eventually did so.

Basil lowered the national flag as thunder was heard. Must be a big storm coming. Dawson helped gather the balloons.

"This better work...." Teresa mumbled as she helped, hoping it would for Cynthia and Olivia's sake.

After the balloons were set, the flag was tied together and they had created their own hot air balloon. Teresa was very hesitant about going up, but she had to remind herself that Cynthia needed help, where she went along with it and they were flying through the air now. Dawson and Hiram held the balloon strings as Teresa was slightly clinging to Basil as she looked deathly pale, due to her intense acrophobia. Dawson was helping steer the makeshift air balloon. After a little while, Fidget was thrown from the blimp as Ratigan was flying it. Cynthia was clinging Olivia safely to her. She wouldn't allow the girl to get hurt.

"Let her go, chaps," Basil commanded.

Teresa couldn't even respond, she looked traumatized beyond belief due to the high height. Hiram helped let loose some air from the balloon and they were going backward rather too faster, but they could catch up with the blimp.

Olivia looked at the balloons. She smirked. "Everyone," she shouts, emotional.

Ratigan glanced back. Cynthia was watching as Big Ben got closer, her eyes wide.

"I'm dizzy..." Teresa shook a little, looking quite sick to her stomach as they even passed London Bridge, only it wasn't falling down. At least, not now.

Basil was very determined as they came closer for Ratigan, but the rat's blimp seemed to be slowing down. Fidget got thrown out and Ratigan sped up the blimp. Cynthia was horror-struck, looking at Big Ben.

"Easy does it," Basil called before he went to jump after Ratigan in his blimp after Fidget fell into the water, uncertain if he survived or not.

Ratigan growled and ducked. Dawson supported Teresa. Cynthia glanced back at Basil and Ratigan. Basil might have not exactly gotten the rat, but he was yet determined as always. Big Ben's clock face seemed so intense right at this moment as it looked like they would smash against it. Teresa wasn't sure what she was more afraid of now. This very moment or yet being at a very high height and she was this size. Ratigan was about to attack Basil, but shrieked. Cynthia shielded Olivia, holding her close. The blimp smashed into the cliff face.

"Thank heavens..." Teresa lamented as she looked down to see what just happened as she floated with Dawson and Hiram.

Hiram bore a grave expression, he was certain no one could have survived that impact. Ratigan awakened first and caught Cynthia, covering her mouth. Olivia was next to Basil, trying to awaken him. Cynthia squirmed in Ratigan's hold. She was trying to warn the two.

Basil moaned as he awakened on a giant clock gear. He forgot where he was for a moment as he gasped and saw the enormous gears all around them, but he looked to the little girl. "Olivia....where's Cynthia," he asked, deeply worried.

Ratigan reached out to slap Basil.

"Basil, watch out," Cynthia exclaimed, managing to get her mouth free.

Olivia gasped. Basil looked behind him and he was too late. He had been slapped off the gear, but this time, he wasn't going to give up again. He rolled off the one that was spinning with him, but he caught hold of the ends to save his own life before he would save Cynthia and Olivia. He had damage catching hold of it though and pulling himself up. Olivia went to help Basil. Cynthia bit Ratigan's paw. Ratigan cried out in grief and ended up letting Cynthia go, but kicked Olivia off the gear. Basil managed to get free and trapped Ratigan's cape against a couple of crushing gears and gasped once he saw Olivia's life was in serious jeopardy.

A couple of gears were going to fuse together and once Olivia would get up there, that would mean they would crush her tiny body as well.

"C'mon, Cynthia," Basil called as he rushed away to get a separate gear and climbed up the chains to save Olivia before she would be squashed against the metal gears she was about to be next for.

Ratigan attempted to get his cape free. Olivia looked afraid. Cynthia followed Basil to save Olivia. The top gear was now inches away from little Olivia. As Basil and Cynthia were flying up the chain together, they saved Olivia with just seconds to spare. Basil let Cynthia hold Olivia, seeing as the girls had become close lately as they were getting to the top of the famed and large clock of London to make their escape into safety. Ratigan noticed them escaping. He flew into a blind rage, no longer did he have any gentleman in him. He tore after them, like the rat he was. Olivia clung to Cynthia.

Cynthia carried the girl. "Basil, I'll hug me and offer Olivia," she said.

Dawson was helping the balloons get closer. Hiram followed suit with Dawson, they were very close. Basil held Cynthia as she held the little mouse girl and Hiram reached his paw for his daughter's. Ratigan lunged for the two adults. Dawson was controlling the balloons. Olivia latched onto her father's hands and hugged him. Cynthia grinned as Olivia was caught, seconds before Ratigan knocked them. Hiram hugged as soon as he got to hold Olivia once it started to rain.

"Cynthia," Teresa weakly called, she might have been under intense pressure with her fear, but she was more concerned about her sister right now.

Basil and Cynthia were falling down with Ratigan, missing the makeshift hot air balloon. Ratigan was hiding a moment after they fell. Cynthia landed on the hour hand. Olivia clung to her father. Basil looked to where he fell and was starting to feel Teresa's pain as he stood up and leaned onto the hand, trying not to fall himself.

"Guys, over here," Teresa called as they yet floated, including Olivia.

The rain grew slightly heavier, but Basil looked relieved to see them. Ratigan reached out and caught them both in one arm. Cynthia moaned slightly and then gasped as his arm came around their throats. Basil managed to wiggle himself free and he tried to crawl away from Ratigan's wrath, he was actually very frightened at this very moment. Cynthia bit his arm this time.

Ratigan started to attack the two. Olivia whined. Ratigan was at almost all ends, even as Cynthia and Basil would escape in other ends. The balloon was coming for Cynthia and Basil, but it didn't look good. Basil was sliding and slipping due to the rain and Ratigan was much more of a terror now than he had before. Lightning flashed as he was gripping the end of the moment hand of Big Ben and he had Cynthia wrapped around his waist. Cynthia was holding as tight as she could, frowning at Ratigan.

Ratigan managed to knock them away, laughing madly. Teresa tried to reach for Basil and/or Cynthia, but it looked as though they couldn't save them. She was now very frustrated with Ratigan. Hiram looked shocked a moment as he kept his hold on Olivia. The two fell, the propeller held in Basil's paw. Ratigan was laughing his success.

"On the contrary," Basil mocked Ratigan as the sewer rat believed that he had won. "The game's not over yet," he rang a tiny bell.

This suddenly made the clock hands go to midnight and the bells rung strikingly from inside Big Ben's face, yet able to operate. Teresa clamped her hands over her ears the best that she could with the booming bells that were even louder than the Bells of Notre Dame. Cynthia closed her eyes tight from the noise, but held Basil tight. Ratigan fell, but caught the back of Cynthia's bow, pulling the two mice with him. Basil yet had the propeller as they were falling from Big Ben all together now.

"Cynthia..." Teresa whispered mournfully as she watched with the others as the three rodents disappeared behind the fog.

Hiram held Olivia as this felt like a very mournful moment for all now. Suddenly, there was a squeaking noise heard. Cynthia had to get rid of the outer bow. Then basically was in her under bow and corset. Olivia turned to look with wide eyes. The rain seemed to stop as Basil was flying up with Cynthia, both safe and sound. Hiram saw this and he was instantly happy for them.

Teresa had her eyes covered, she didn't know that Cynthia and Basil were alive and well. "No, no, I can't see...I just can't see...."

"They're alright," Olivia wept happily.

Cynthia was blushing.

"Oh, Cynthia..." Teresa saw as they all happily reunited.

Basil grinned, hugging everyone again.

Teresa sniffled and hugged her big sister. "I was so concerned....."

Cynthia held her, not even caring about the wounds from the scratches. She looked at Basil, offering a small grin. Olivia joined the two girls in the hug. Hiram grinned as he took the balloon away from Big Ben.

Basil grinned at Cynthia. "Miss Day, it was honor to work with you."

"And you, Mr. Basil," Cynthia said silently.

This was a very happy moment.

A while after, they landed and the mice cheered for all of them. Queen Mousetoria gave grins to her heroes and the Flavershams, she also decided she would reward them. Cynthia had been patched up, the same time but in different rooms, as Basil. She was now in a soft purple dress that the Queen had given her. Queen Mousetoria allowed Basil and Dawson to come forth as she rose her scepter.

Teresa grinned, this was a big honor for them. The mouse queen praised the mice for their heroism and for vanquishing that horrible Ratigan and had knighted them. Cynthia grinned as the two were knighted. Basil and Dawson rose after their picture was taken for the local paper.

"And of course, two new women will be born," Queen Mousetoria chuckled.

"U-Us," Teresa gulped, referring to her and Cynthia.

"Oh, yes..." Queen Mousetoria gestured for them to come over.

Teresa beamed to Cynthia before they went over. Cynthia looked surprised, but stood behind Teresa, before lowering onto one knee as directed. Teresa wiped her eyes as she did the same.

Queen Mousetoria grinned as she gently tapped them with her scepter, as it was customary. "I'm dubbing Lady Cynthia and Lady Teresa to you...thank you for your service to save the day with Sir Basil and Sir David Dawson on Baker Street."

"Your Majesty, it was an honor to meet you. Thank you for this honor," Cynthia said softly.

"Y-Yes, thank you all..." Teresa added, more soft.

"I'm glad to see you," Queen Mousetoria grinned to them, "godspeed, my darlings..."

Cynthia bowed her head before standing up. She grinned softly.

Teresa stood with Cynthia as the crowd applauded them. "This was a lot of fun, but how do you get home," she asked her dear friend/sister.

Cynthia grinned for the crowd. "I don't know..." she whispered.

After the knighting ceremony, they all went to Basil's place as they framed the newspaper article at how they were honored by the queen herself.

"Please forgive me, Miss Day, but Cynthia and I yet have a train to catch," Hiram warned her as he kept his pocket watch out to keep track of the time until they would be ready to leave.

Cynthia gave them a hug. "Oh, I'll miss you," she said softly.

Olivia was weeping slightly. "Why can't you come with us," she asked.

"I'm sorry, darling, but we have to go home by ourselves..." Teresa said softly.

A mouse woman in aristocratic clothing was going to Basil's office, tightening her hat slightly.

"Yes, and I'll always be near here," Cynthia said, pointing to the girl's heart.

Olivia nodded, sniffling. She hugged Basil afterwards.

Basil hugged Olivia back. "I'll never forget you, Miss...Miss 'Flangerhanger'," he got Olivia's name wrong again.

Olivia chuckled, she could warn he was joking. She hugged Dawson as well.

"Anytime," Dawson chuckled.

"Farewell, Olivia...take care of your father now..." Teresa advised, even if she didn't get as much time with the girl as Cynthia did.

"Farewell," Olivia said as she and her father left.

Dawson sighed happily, but looked slightly mournful and was ready to leave. Hiram took Olivia's paw as they went to get to the train station and leave London. Fievel looked from his home window to see Olivia leaving. He hoped that they would see each other again very soon, but he knocked his paw gently against the glass, hoping it would get their attention. Olivia looked over and grinned softly, waving. Fievel grinned and waved back to her. Olivia grinned happily.

"Olivia," Hiram gently called.

Olivia gasped and swiftly joined her father. Fievel waved as he went away after Olivia had to go.

"What have we done now, Cynthia," Teresa asked once she and Cynthia were alone in the background.

"Let's speak about it if we get home," Cynthia said silently.

"Where do you want to go," Teresa asked.

Cynthia shrugged.

Teresa looked to Basil's as Toby put his ear up to hear Basil's story to his next and newest visitor. "Perhaps he'll let us stay now," she suggested.

Cynthia shrugged. "He might do so," she said softly.

Teresa and Cynthia returned as Basil warned his story.

Basil and the mouse woman, who looked like she was falling under a love spell, looked forward to see the female mice.

"Oh, good evening, ladies," Basil greeted, a little surprised to see them again, "what made you come here?"

"Well, we have no other place to go," Cynthia said softly.

Dawson looked at her.

Basil hummed, but he would allow it. "If you have to, you can stay here....I'm sorry, Lady Mousewell...." he warned the mouse woman with them, going to help the girls out on their little problem for the evening.

The mouse woman looked to them, curious of them, she had a small grin though. Basil and Lady Mousewell seemed to bond very well while Teresa and Cynthia didn't have anywhere else to go as they seemed to be stuck in both this world and as mice.

A strange thing seemed to happen though as both girls spent the night. As they fell asleep in the guest chambers they were given, they awakened and they were suddenly human again.

"That's some interesting houses, right, girls," a man chuckled to the girls.

"What," Joanie blinked.

The psychic hid a chuckle as she sat behind her crystal ball. It was just like how it was before Joanie and Gertie came to see her and she had sent them somehow on an adventure with Basil of Baker Street: The Great Mouse Detective.

"Gertie, wh-what just happened," Joanie asked.

"I'm not sure..." Gertie blinked, "perhaps we had too much fun one night?"

"I don't know..." Joanie sighed before hugging her sister/friend, "but I'm glad to meet you."

"Oh, me as well," Gertie whispered as she hugged the other girl back.

The two just wondered if they had imagined the entire fact or if that somehow really happened. No one could really seem to say as soon as the girls left where they were in and went to continue a fun-filled evening in the carnival, never knowing the response. However, a mouse in the distance seemed to watch them, and the mouse appeared to have some sort of clothes on.

Executive Producers DENNIS DESHAZER SHERYL STAMPS LEACH

Senior Producer JIM ROWLEY

Producers JEFF GITTLE MARTHA DATEMA LIPSCOMB

Director BRUCE DECK

Writer MITCH LOBROVICH

Production Designer JESS NELSON

Musical Director BOB SINGLETON

Lyricists/Composers STEPHEN BATES BALTES LORY LAZARUS

Performance Director PENNY WILSON

Educational Specialists MARY ANN DUDKO, Ph.D. MARGIE LARSEN, M.Ed.

Cast: Voice of Barney... BOB WEST Barney's Body Costume... DAVID JOYNER Voice of Baby Bop... JULIE JOHNSON Baby Bop's Body Costume... JEFF AYERS Voice of B.J. ... PATTY WIRTZ B.J.'s Body Costume... JEFF BROOKS

Cast: Shawn... JOHN DAVID BENNETT, II Tosha... HOPE CERVANTES Stella the Storyteller... PHYLLIS CICERO Jason... KURT DYKHUIZEN Kathy... LAUREN KING Juan... MICHAEL KROST

Cast: Carlos... COREY LOPEZ Min... PIA MANALO Kenneth... NATHAN REGAN Julie... SUSANNAH WETZEL Puppeteer... CHIP NELSON

Associate Director ERIC NORBERG

Stage Manager TERRIE DAVIS MANNING

Lighting Design BERNER & BRILL LIGHTING DESIGN, INC.

Editor MCKEE SMITH

Audio Director DAVID M. BOOTHE

Art Director ELIZABETH SAGAN VELTEN

Wardrobe Supervisor/Designer LISA O. ALBERTSON

Technical Operations Supervisor RANDY BREEDLOVE

Video Engineer WAYNE COOK

Camera Operators LARRY ALLEN OZ COLEMAN TOM COX BRUCE HARMON

Production Audio RONALD G. BALENTINE DAVID LOWE

Boom Operators DAVID M. ROBERTS DAVID SMITH

Lighting Director CASEY COOK

Key Grips BUZ CANNON STEVE RITCHEY

Lighting Board Operator TODD DAVIS

Grip/Electric JAMES EDWARDS

Construction Supervisor CHARLES BAILEY

Craft Shop Supervisor RAY HENRY

Art/Craft Coordinator AMY ATHERTON

Set Dresser AGGIE DAVIS-BROOKS

Draftsperson CHRISTOPHER MCCRAY

Craft/Prop Artist MARK BROGAN

Props/Special Effects MARK BROGAN

Carpenters TY M. BURNS DANNY SMITH

Scenic Painter E. (BILL) SLETTE

Swing Crew CARMELO GOMEZ

Costume Shop Manager GEORGIA FORD WAGENHURST

Costume Technician D.J. SEGLER

Costume Sewing NATALIE SERGI-SAARI SUSIE THENNES

Make-Up Designers JEANIE L. D'IORIO JIMI WHITE CATHERINE GRANLUND RENNE LECUYER

Hair Stylists DEBRA HERTEL HAEFLING KRISTEN SCHAFFNER GARY SHANNON

Costume/Wardrobe Assistants BRIAN N. BLEVINS JANET BUSH

Field Producer SANDY JANTZEN

Post Videotape DUDLEY ASAFF

Dialogue Editor DENICE CROWELL

Post Production Audio CRAIG CHASTAIN

Production Office Manager SUE SHINN

Script Supervisor CATHERINE REYNOLDS

Production Coordinators JULIE HUTCHINGS KELLY MAHER

Production Accountant DEBBIE COTTLE

Production Secretary AUSTIN GRAY

Asst. to Performance Director DAVID VOSS

Production Assistants BRADEN MCDONALD JOEL ZOCH

Barney Music Department JILL HANCE CHARLES KING JONATHAN SMITH ETHEL WADSWORTH

For Singleton Productions, Inc. BRADFORD COLEMAN LARRY HARON MIKE PIETZSCH

Educational Research Staff PATSY J. ROBLES GOODWIN, M.Ed. KIMBERLY THORNTON, M.Ed. JOY STARR

Children's Teacher SANDRA GILPIN

Children's Supervisor MARY EVANS

Barney and the Backyard Gang™ and Barney & Friends® were originally developed by Sheryl Leach, Kathy Parker and Dennis DeShazer.

Vocal Performances Enchanced with Help from Singleton Productions, Inc.

"I Love You" • Lyrics by Lee Bernstein (BMI)

Special Thanks to Tom Rennen of Intelligent Light Digital Imaging The Rat Trap Saloon

Original Barney, Baby Bop and B.J. Costumes by IRENE COREY DESIGN ASSOCIATES

Produced by THE LYONS GROUP AND CONNECTICUT PUBLIC TELEVISION

For Connecticut Public Television Executives in Charge LARRY RIFKIN SHARON BLAIR

Executive in Charge RICHARD C. LEACH

BARNEY & FRIENDS • If I Grow Up.... Copyright 1986 • Lyons Partnership, L.P.