Prologue - Fievel Goes British

Yes, Fellas, The Moment is Finally Here

Professor Ratigan IS the main antagonist of my upcoming fanfiction Fievel Goes British in which Ratigan plots revenge on The Great Mouse Couple (Basil & Nellie) as well as two young kids they loved most, Fievel Mousekewitz and Olivia Flaversham, in which he sends an anonymous telegram to the Mousekewitz family that they must immigrate directly to London in honour of Queen Mousetoria, which unfortunately leads to Fievel's separation during a storm, but first, Ratigan reveals the exact spot where he menacingly schemes to drown Fievel into the River Thames closer to where The Napoleon of Crime met his near fate, just outside The Houses of Parliament (as seen here), opposite Big Ben, followed by five more locations, including The Tower of London, Nelson's Column, Buckingham Palace, St. Paul's Cathedral, and Hamley's Toy Shop, The Biggest Toy Shop in The World (see what the Flavershams would think of that ). 

Anyway, Back to the story  

Music idea: “Redemption” from “Agatha Christie’s Poirot: Murder On The Orient Express”: youtu.be/oLHGrQiWB78 with an instrumental dash of “The World’s Greatest Criminal Mastermind”

One Cold, Rainy Night in London, 1897

The Tower of London, We see 2 Human Beefeaters standing outside The White Tower holding black umbrellas above their heads, among the precious items inside are Queen Victoria and Queen Mousetoria's Crowns and The Priceless Historic Map of London.

Beefeater 1 (with a Northern accent, he has a moustache): "Ah, De yeh see 'ow cold an' stormy  'tis?" 

Beefeater 2 (with a Brummy accent, he is stoat): "Aye! All 'is s'ormy wea'er! I'm off fer dinner, may ye join me, Stan?"

Beefeater 1 (named Stan): "Doon't mind if ah doo, Ollie!" 

(They are just about to leave when suddenly...) 

"C-C-C-CR-CR-CR-A-A-A-ACK!!!!!!" 

(A window has been smashed open in the distance, a menacing cackle can also be heard as the two startled Beefeaters retrace quickly into the White Tower, there is a spiral staircase) 

Beefeater 2 (named Ollie, raising his lantern upstairs): "'O's in 'ere?! Ye can'' 'ide from us!" 

Stan (following Ollie up the spiral staircase): "'Ullo? 'o is up 'ere? Show Yerself!" 

(As they approach the Royal Chambers, the villainous cackle echoes on!) 

Ollie (slowly turning over the doorknobs): "We're Commin' in!" 

(Both Beefeaters have just rushed into the chambers when suddenly...) 

"MWHAH! HAH! HAH! HAH! HAH! HAH! Quite a nice, warm shelter, eh, Boys?" 

(The 2 Beefeaters are both terrified at the broken window, with the royal curtains billowing fiercely in the cold breeze combined with a flash of lightening, and the giant villainous silhouette of a rat, wearing black robes, particularly his tailcoat, and a matching top hat, smoking his long, thin pipe on the royal throne cushion engulfs them to reveal PROFESSOR RATIGAN!) 

Ratigan (smirking atrociously): “I just discovered a comfortable position myself!” 

(Ratigan menacingly puffs out dark clouds of smoke from his pipe which blankets the entire chambers, Both Beefeaters start to choke on the strong pollutant) 

Stan (choking on the heavy, dirty smoke): "Pro-(cough)-fess-(cough)-or (cough) Rat-(cough)-i-(cough)-gan!" 

Ollie (also choking by the smoke, pointing his giant right human index finger at Ratigan): "You're grisly, Ratigan! (Choke, Choke)!"

(Both Beefeaters collapse unconscious, as Ratigan's thugs, including Bill The Lizard, break in from so many angles as they gather around to listen to Ratigan's newest and yet, deadliest scheme) 

"Ooh, Boys! Thank you, thank you. Now, before we start getting our hands onto that loot..." 

(Ratigan's thugs excited with rage, hurriedly get their hands on all the jewels but are caught off-guard by Ratigan's bellow) 

Ratigan: "WAIT!! I have NOT said "One" yet!" 

(Ratigan's thugs all retreat back to their places) 

Ratigan: "That is better. Now, As I was saying, Oh, yes, I was sneaking into America, hoping for freedom, and I was scheduling to blow up Hester Street when this one young idiot of a mouse in a big, blue hat, by the name of Fievel Mousekewitz, sneaked right into my top secret underground hideout, alongside that applesauce Basil of Baker Street!" 

(Ratigan's thugs are all horrified by this, a few are onto others' laps) 

Ratigan: "For two years, I have been wanting to slaughter that young pipsqueak, which ended up, leading to that insufferable Great Mouse Couple!" 

(Ratigan's thugs are still horrified, but slowly changing expressions as Ratigan continues)

Ratigan (pointing out the area opposite the Houses of Parliament on the map with his pipe): "But this time, I have now the faintest idea to drown that young rascal Mousekewitz into the River Thames, just outside Westminster, exactly where I almost plummeted to my demise, thanks to that idiot Basil! Now, Here’s the plan, we are disguised as peaceful, law-abiding middle-class men, see, and that Mousekewitz lad and his refugee family up at New York will reckon that he’s got the chance of a lifetime. We will send a name-camouflaged telegram to his bloated Mousekewitz family up at Hester Street, that their precious Tanya, who I almost fell for at Green River, is invited to sing at The Royal Albert Hall for the Royal Jubilee Concert this Friday night, and when that young scamp shows up with Basil, I'll have them both drowned into The River Thames from Westminster Bridge Once and for all!" 

Ratigan: “And one last thing before we proceed, Since I have been re-claimed of my precious peg-legged bat Fidget, we have each devised a sense of echolocation which Fidget will use to detect that Mousekewitz child when he comes out and is swept away en route.”

(He laughs menacingly)

(Ratigan's thugs slowly change their expressions) 

Ratigan: "Now, as you were saying? Six... Five... Four... Three... Two... One!"

(Ratigan rings his bell between each of his last three words, as his thugs excitedly rummage and steal all the jewels and priceless royal welfare, even the map!, as they then follow Ratigan towards Felicia The Cat who is waiting for them outdoors, just as Ratigan and his thugs arrive and climb aboard)

Ratigan: "Sweet dreams, Basil and Fievel, This shall be your last! HAH! HAH! HAH! HAH! HAH! HAH!” 

And that, my friends, is the start of the greatest English adventure ever!       

For and I hope you both like it  


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