Since I've seen people do their versions of The Great Mouse Detective, I decided to do a full version of my own. The one with Fidget and Eve was kind of short, but I wanted to focus on her and Fidget, but Eve will appear in this story and be a friend of Clover. I own nothing except my OCs Eve, Clover Flaversham, Andrew Flaversham, Flappy, and Eve's parents.

Chapter 1: Birthday Celebration/Missing Toymaker

It was 1897 in old London, where humans were riding in a carriage with horses on the cobblestone ground. They went past a newspaper, which flew from a puddle.

Near the human draining pipe was a mouse-sized toyshop and the owner of that store was Hiram Flaversham, the toymaker. What was more important than his work were his two daughters, Clover and Olivia and his adopted son, Andrew.

Like Andrew and Clover, Olivia was very brave. Olivia wore a light blue blouse with sleeves and a forest green bow-tie with a white collar, plaid dark blue mini skirt, black shoes, white socks, and a red hair bow.

Clover, who had red hair to inherit her father, wore a green dress with a white heart-shaped midsection, light green top and sleeves, purple bow-tie, a dark green skirt, magenta colored bow on top of her head, and light green dress shoes.

Andrew wore red shorts and a white shirt with a red bowtie a white collar, and black shoes.

"You know, Daddy?" Olivia said cheerfully, as she rocked a horse, which was sitting on a table right next to her. "This is my very best birthday!"

Clover and Andrew smiled at her.

"Ah, but I haven't gotten you your present yet," Mr. Flaversham said to the youngest child.

"What is it? What is it?" Olivia asked excitedly, wanting to know what it was.

However, her father wasn't going to ruin the surprise. "Now, now, now. Close your eyes."

"Do as he says, Olivia," Clover commanded politely.

"We don't want to ruin the surprise," seconded Andrew.

Olivia covered her eyes with her hands, but slightly uncovered them to see what Mr. Flaversham was getting for her. "Ah, ah, ah! No! No peeking now!" he scolded playfully.

Olivia giggled and her siblings joined in her laughter, but she covered her eyes again, so she wouldn't get caught.

Mr. Flaversham unwound a pink wind-up toy.

This caught the little mouse's attention, so she opened her eyes to see her birthday present dancing on the table. It was a white mouse with a pink dress, baby pink sleeves and shoes, black hair, pink nose, and gold crown. "Oh, daddy!" Olivia gasped, overjoyed by her pretty gift. "You made this just for me?"

...

Outside the Flaversham's toy shop, Fidget limped as he walked through the streets of London to find a toy store that stood right before his eyes. He cackled, knowing he found what he was looking for, so he could snatch the toymaker away. A shadow of another bat stood beside him, also revealing a shadow. It was his girlfriend, Eve.

This isn't a good idea, Eve thought to herself sadly, Not good at all.

...

Clover and Andrew still smiled at Olivia's gift in admiration until it stopped playing and took a bow right before the three siblings.

"You're the most wonderful father in the whole world!" Olivia said as she and her siblings hugged their father.

Their celebration was cut short when they heard someone rattling the door. "What's that?" Olivia asked her siblings and father.

"I don't know!" Mr. Flaversham answered, just as frightened as his daughter. "Quickly!" The toymaker brought her and her older siblings to a cupboard to put them in, so they'd be safe from whoever was breaking in his store. "Stay in here and don't come out!" He closed the door.

An eerie figure broke through the glass window, cackling and revealing his ugly, evil grin. It was a bat. His lady friend, Eve stepped into the toyshop behind Fidget to confront him.

Hearing the commotion, Olivia opened the cupboard just a crack to get a good look at the dangerous creature. Clover and Andrew joined her as they watched the bat mercilessly attack their father in horror. While this was happening, Eve stopped to glance at Olivia and her siblings, who were her friends. All of a sudden, a chair was flung to their cupboard Olivia, Clover, and Andrew were hiding in, closing it on them, making them fall.

Eve, tired of Fidget attacking the toymaker, grabbed onto her boyfriend. "Hey, Fidget, knock it off!" Eve shouted.

"Ha! Now, I got ya, toymaker!" Fidget chuckled sinisterly.

"Give it a rest, Fidget," Eve scolded.

"Olivia! Clover! Andrew!" Mr. Flaversham shouted as he was taken by the bats.

Olivia, Clover, and Andrew pushed against the door until it opened with the chair out of their way. They stepped out of their hiding place when they saw a big mess Fidget had made. There was paint dripping everywhere!

"Daddy, where are you?" Olivia cried desperately as she climbed up to the window sill and her older siblings followed. "Daddy, where are you?" Then her voice echoed through the mist. "DADDY! Daddy!"

"Dad, can you hear us?" Andrew shouted.

"Daddy, sound off!" Clover ordered, but no sound came from their father.

"What do we do now, Clover?" Andrew asked.

"Well, Andrew, what we can do is get our coats on and search for him," Clover replied and they did.

"I hope he's not too far, Clover," Olivia said.

"Me, too," said Clover, "We'll have to start searching as soon as possible. Stick with me, you two."

"Okay, Olivia, come with us," Andrew persuaded and she took his hand.

"We've been in worse situations," Clover reminisced, "Especially when our mother was killed."

"Shh, it's me, Eve," Eve said softly to Hiram.

"Pleasure to meet you again, Eve," Mr. Flaversham replied, remembering that she was Clover's friend, "I'm Hiram Flaversham and you must be Clover's friend. Plus, you are nicer than this other bat."

"Shut up, toymaker!" Fidget growled. "And Eve, don't baby him."

"Fidget, shh!" Eve shushed. Turning to Flaversham, she added warmly, "Don't mind him, my boyfriend can be very hard to get along with sometimes."

Fidget rolled his eyes in disgust.

"And yes, I am Clover's friend. Sadly, bats like us were cast out of the society among mice."

"I heard about that and I feel sorry for them, knowing that not all bats are evil."

"Zip it!" Fidget snapped.

"ENOUGH!" Eve and Hiram yelled back.

Fidget growled.

"Did you save me from the fire for nothing?" Eve demanded of Fidget.

"Uh…" Fidget started, unable to think of a comeback.

"I almost died and I'm not sure if I'll ever see my family again!"

Fidget gasped, remembering that if he didn't save her, she'd perish in the fire.

Eve sighed and began to tell the toymaker a story of how she and Fidget met and was separated from her family. "It all started when an angry mob tried to break into our house…"

Flashback

It was a frightening night in old London. A mob of Ratigan's mice was trying to break down the bat family's house.

"What's out there, Mommy?" a little bat called Flappy asked.

"It's a mob, sweetie," the mother bat said, kissing her son on the cheek as she held him close. "Eve, check to see what the mob is trying to do."

"Yes, Mother!" Eve, Flappy's older sister replied and stared out the window. She was shown to be very loyal to her family.

"What are they doing?" her father asked her.

"Looks like they're trying to break down the door, Father."

"We must leave this house immediately!" her father said.

"But Daddy…" Flappy whined.

"Trust me, son," the father bat interrupted, "It'll be alright. Your sister will think of something."

Eve broke the window with a baseball bat. "Let's go!" And her family followed her out the window.

By the time the mob broke the door down, the bat family was gone.

"Where did they go?" one member of the mob asked.

The other one shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know, beats me."

"Onward men!" the evil mouse or rat leader said. It was the ruthless Professor Ratigan.

"Yeah!" they shouted and on they went to catch up with the bat family.

"While we're at it, I may find myself another henchman that will be of some use to me," Ratigan thought with an evil gleam in his eye. "He ought to be as good as Fidget."

"Mommy! Daddy! Who's the leader of the mob?" Flappy asked.

"Shh…it's Ratigan," his mother answered. "He's the evil leader of the mice and may be out to find a henchman if one can't keep up."

Just then, Eve tripped.

"Eve!" Flappy cried.

"Don't worry, Flappy, I'll catch up!" Eve said, regaining consciousness and blacked out again.

"Eve!" her mother called.

Eve opened her eyes to find herself nabbed by one of Ratigan's henchmice. "There you are, girly," he said.

She bit him in the arm. "Ow!" he yelped.

Just as she was about to reach her brother and parents, she saw her path catch fire. She gasped and coughed, yet flew up in the air to see her family disappear. "Flappy. Mother. Father." The fire was rising up right before her eyes.

Suddenly, a scrawny peg legged bat about her size saved her. "Gotcha, girlie!"

"Eww! What're doing? Get your hands off me!" Eve demanded.

"Sorry," the young male bat apologized. "What's your name?"

"Eve."

"Pretty name. My name's Fidget."

"Pleasure to meet you, Fidget," she said as Fidget helped her up. "Thanks for saving me."

"Nah, don't mention it," Fidget said with a smile.

"I was about to catch up with my family. Then this fire rose and…are you part of the mob?" Her hands were on her hips.

Fidget gave her an embarrassed look. "Uh, I did nothing."

"You're part of all this!" Eve accused. "You wanted to destroy me and my family!"

"It was the mice mob. I wanted to help you all, but I thought none of you could trust me and I'd get caught by Ratigan, my boss for doing it."

"You work for that rat, too?" Eve's teeth were clenched like razor blades.

"Shh…shh…" Fidget hissed.

"Excuse me?"

"He doesn't like to be called for what he truly is. If you do call him that, he'll feed you to his cat, Felicia."

"Yeah right and you don't care?" Her sarcastic remark and resentful face grew closer to Fidget's.

"I…I do," Fidget stuttered, unable to take being yelled at.

"How could I trust you?" was the last question Eve had to ask.

"You seem nice and incapable of letting anyone get to you. Also, I rescued you. So maybe we can get to know each other more."

"Well, well, well," the rat's voice echoed in the streets, his shadow luminating in the darkness. "Look who dropped by." Ratigan rising from the shadows, took a look at the girl bat. "Lovely choice, Fidget. You found a girl. She'd be of some use to us."

But Fidget kept his promise on learning more about his new friend, Eve.

Fidget showed Eve to his room, which had another bed. "Eve, this is our room." He presented her a bed with a dark purple blanket and lavender pillow. "The dark purple blanket matches your eyes and this pillow matches your dress." He put his finger underneath her chin. "Trust me, we're going to be great friends. We'll run away together or something."

"Can't we just fly?" Eve asked thoughtfully. "I can take you. I can fly." Despite the fire and how rough the gang handled her; she was still able to fly.

"I can't," Fidget sighed.

"Why not?"

"Because I broke it by accident when I was a kid."

"How long does it take for it to heal?"

"For a while, but if I can't handle the wait any longer, I can go to a doctor…" Fidget replied.

"And have them fix it?" Eve finished.

"Yes," Fidget nodded and added in a whisper, "As soon as we could get out of you know who's clutches."

Ratigan came by Fidget's room. "Fidget, how's your talk with the girl bat?"

"Very swell, boss."

"Your bat is very accommodating, Professor," Eve said.

Ratigan grinned wryly, then glared at the two and said, "Keep it quiet!" He slammed the door when he left.

Now that the bats were alone, they whispered.

"Eve," Fidget hissed.

"Yes, Fidget?" Eve whispered back.

"I would like to know your family someday."

"You'll love them, especially my little brother, Flappy. He's really sweet and adorable."

Those words touched Fidget's heart, remembering what he was like when he was a child. He started to lie down in his bed and Eve began to lie down in hers. "Night, Eve."

"Night, Fidget."

End of Flashback

"Since that night, Fidget and I have been friends after he saved me from the fire," Eve concluded.

"I'm so sorry about your family, Eve," Hiram said gravely, "But I hope you see your family again."

AN: Here's my sequel to How We Became Siblings.