A small little rat was stroking through the sewers. It wasn't any kind of sewer, it was the sewer under Paris's. Yeah it's just another sewer to a human or another rat but to her it was a place full of undiscovered things. Around any corner was a different thing to discover. Every little sound and every smell. She had been there at least a hundreds of times and she still haven't discovered everything. She sneaked out of her colony like she usually did. She was having an argument again. She was not a rat, that's what they told her. Maybe they were right. Because if she was a rat then she would be like them. And she didn't want that. She walked a little bit further into the sewers and turned around the corner. Much to her surprise a little ball of fur was sitting at the edge of the sewer water. She quickly hid behind a pipe and looked at it. It was laying there not moving until a drop of water fell on it. It started to shiver and rolled over to reveal a grey rat. He had a pink nose and his eyes were closed. Was he alive?She carefully walked to him.

"hé petit garçon?" She asked him carefully. He shot up from her voice and she fell backwards. She stared running away from him and hid again behind the pipe. "No, no, no, stop I won't hurt you" he started walking to her. She peeked around the corner and saw him walking to her. On two paws, like she always did. "Hey... C-can you tell me where I am?" She nodded at him very slowly. "W-where am I?" He asked getting closer to her. She again hid behind the pipe. "Sorry" he said while walking a bit back. He shook his head and walked back to his book. What was he thinking she was just a stray rat. Probably couldn't even understand him. He sat back in front of his book. Unknown to him she could easily understand him. He started looking through his book. It fascinated her. A book, a real book! Not a soaked piece of paper but a real book.

She slowly started walking to him. He didn't even look up from his book until she sat next to him. He looked at her with utter shock as she just sat there fascinated by his book. She had short brown hair like his brothers but it looked softer and just a tad lighter. He shook his self out of his stare and back to his book. He flipped to the next page and heard her gasp next to him. "Ratatouille" he heard her say. Her accent was thick but it sounded like heaven to his ears. Indeed it was the recipe of ratatouille. "H-have you ever taste it?" He asked her. He then mentally cursed himself for asking. She didn't even understand him so why does he even asked. But much to his surprise he got a reply "No". He starred in shock at her. She did understand him. He was such an idiot. "I'm Remi" He asked her quietly hoping that she wouldn't shrink away like last time. "I'm Sophia" she shook herself away from the book and looked at him.

His eyes widen at the site. Her eyes where bright blue with a small silver lining on them. A smile formed on her lips. She was mesmerized by his eyes. They had the color of the threes. Not that she ever saw them but she dreamed about them. And they would be that color. She finally looked away from him to focus back on his book. He flipped another page. It showed a couple of pastries and an fat man with a pie. Remi's stomach started to rumple so he put his hands on it. He stared in in shock at the book, more precisely the fat man. She just watched him. He looked under the page and then back to the man. "Well, I've just lost my family, all my friends, probably forever" he stared sad at the page. "We'll I-" he looked up to see her looking to him with a small smile on her lips. "If you focus on what is behind you'll never be able to see what lies ahead." Gusteau whispered to him. A blush crept on his cheeks as well as hers. "Where are we?" He asked her awhile Gusteau nodded at him. "You will see" she grabbed his paw and pulled him up. His cheeks turned a deep red color from her touch. She stood up to two paws and walked over to the pipe and started climbing it. After he was recovered from the shock of seeing another rat on two feet he ran after her.