The Great Mouse Detective

Author's Notes: This is your favorite Disney movie told through each of the characters' eyes.

Get ready for The Great Mouse Detective like you've never read it before!

All characters © Disney.

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Chapter 1: Olivia Victoria Flaversham

It was June 20, of 1897. My 10th birthday!

It was a wonderful day! I didn't have to go to school, I got a great big birthday cake, my daddy sang "Happy Birthday" to me, I got lots of presents, & I got to play with all my friends!

But the best part was coming up right now!

It was 8:00 P.M. Time for the best part of my very special birthday!

My daddy was a toymaker. He was a very happy, gentle man. Lots of people loved him, because he made toys for children to play with. (He even made toys for me!) Daddy was a very popular, lovable man, & he always would be.

Daddy & I lived in the toy shop he worked in. It was a small, cozy, quaint place, like a cottage in a storybook. It was simple, but also very warm.

Daddy got lots of money from people who bought his toys, but he always used it wisely, & he never kept it for himself. That was my daddy, never selfish!

Daddy & I were sitting at his worktable. I played with one of my presents, a toy rocking horse (I got it from my Auntie Miriam).

As I rocked the toy pony back & forth, I said happily, "You know, Daddy, this is my very best birthday!" (Which it was!)

Daddy smiled, & said, "Ah, but...I haven't given you your present yet!"

I smiled. Daddy was gonna give me HIS present now!

Curious to know what his gift was, I asked, "What is it? What is it?"

Daddy laughed, & said, "Now, now, close you eyes!"

I covered my eyes with my hands. But I just couldn't resist!

I lifted my hand above my left eye, so I could see the present.

But Daddy just said, "Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, auch, no! No peeking, now!"

I giggled merrily. Daddy could be so full of surprises!

I heard a key being wound up. I opened my eyes.

Right in front of me, was a little toy. It was shaped like a lily blossom. Lilies were my favorite flower.

The lily was colored fuschia. Fuschia was my favorite color, & my favorite shade of pink.

I gasped in delight as the lily turned into a pretty ballerina doll.

The ballerina had show-white fur, emerald-green eyes, & raven-black hair (tied into a bun). She wore a pretty pink dress (made out of the lily's petals), with little pink sleeves. She also wore little pink ballerina shoes, & a pretty golden crown, with green jewels on it.

It was the most beautiful thing I ever saw!

I smiled, & said happily, "Ohhh...Daddy, you made this just for me?"

I smiled as the ballerina doll danced across the table. It would dance around & around, until you felt dizzy!

As the ballerina doll finished its dance, I said to Daddy, "You're the most wonderful father in the...in the whole world!"

I went up to Daddy, & gave a him a great big hug.

Just then, I heard the shop door rattling.

I broke out my father's embrace, & went over to the green door. It was shaking & rattling very violently.

Scared, I asked my Daddy, "Who is THAT?"

The door kept jiggling faster & more violently. Someone was trying to get in!

Daddy held me, as he said, "I-I-I-I don't know!"

Just then, Daddy went over, & put me inside a cupboard. As he closed the small wooden door, he said, "Quickly, dear, stay in here, & don't come out!"

Just then, I heard a crash.

Frightened, I ducked into a corner of the small, dark cupboard, & cowered in fear. I was very scared.

But I had to know what was going on. I went back over to the door, & opened it a bit...

There I saw something terrible!

My daddy was fighting with a mean, ugly, scary bat?who had a peg-leg!

As my daddy & the bat fought, I saw toys flying all over the place, paint splattering the walls, & the toy shop getting wrecked!

The last thing I saw was the bat tying my daddy up, & lifting him up on his shoulders.

But then a giant purple ball slammed into the cupboard door, closing it, & knocking me back into the darkness of the small cupboard.

As I tried to push the door open, I heard a deep, gravelly voice say, "Now I gotcha, toymaker!" Then the voice laughed evilly.

My daddy grunted, & called out my name.

A few seconds later, I finally managed to open the cupboard door.

It was so hard to get it open?because Daddy's worktable had fallen over, & blocked the door!

I opened the door a bit more, & stepped out.

The toy shop was a wreck!

The room was dark, & pitch-black.

All kinds of paint dripped down the walls, shelves, windowsills, & cupboards.

Various toys were knocked about, some shattered into pieces, some harmlessly knocked into nooks & crannies, & some scattered across the wooden-planked floor.

Various chairs & tables were lying on the floor, having been knocked over in the fight.

The worktable was lying on its side, jamming the door of the cupboard that was my hiding place.

The shop window was wide open. Some of the glass was broken.

And Daddy was nowhere to be seen!

Scared & frightened, I looked around the dark toy shop, calling out for Daddy.

I went over to the window, & called out for him again.

But he never answered me.

All I heard was the sound of cold wind whistling through the foggy night air.

I called for him again. No answer.

My Daddy was gone.

Scared & worried beyond belief, I ran out of the toy shop, & into the streets.

I went all around the city, asking anybody I met if they had seen a peg-legged bat carrying my Daddy around.

But no one had seen them.

I walked & walked a bit more, before finally walking into an alley on the other side of town.

I looked around for some shelter. I didn't have anywhere else to go.

I found an old human's boot, & crawled in.

It was very cold inside, & very big & cavernous. Inside the boot, there was a little box of pills.

I sat down on the pillbox, & stayed there.

My daddy was gone, & I couldn't do anything about it.

I had never felt so alone. Not since my mother died three years ago.

I loved my daddy so very much, & I really missed him. On top of that, I was scared.

Sad, scared, cold, hungry, worried, & alone beyond belief, I began to cry.

I sobbed & cried & wept, until I thought I would burst into tears all over again.

As I cried, I thought to myself, Daddy, where are you?