[The year is 1914 & Olivia is 25 years old. She returns to London and runs into an adorable bat girl named Jeanette. Judging by the English hat the girl wears, Olivia senses something familiar about her, but is not sure ...]

Olivia: Excuse me, little girl.

Jeanette: Yes?

Olivia: Have we met before?

Jeanette: No.

Olivia: I don't know why, but you remind me of someone I ran into when I was eight.

Jeanette: Well then, you couldn't have known me. I wasn't even born then.

Olivia: (sighes heavily) I suppose you're right.

I believe that her name is Jeanette and she was a daughter of Fidget and she's a bat.

*takes Jeanette's hat off*

F-Fidget ...?! Her father!? No wait a minute! That guy's dead! I saw him get thrown off the dirigible by Ratigan! I heard him splash into the water!

The French female showbat named Deniece saves Fidget's life years ago.

Olivia: F-Fidget ...?! Still ... ALIVE?!? (Olivia faints from the shock)

Jeanette: (a concerned look on her face) What happened? Is she alright? Did I do something wrong?

You go get the bucket of water to wake her up! All right?

[Olivia wakes up with a splash on her face and sits up immediately]

Olivia: (looks around confused) Huh? What happened?

Jeanette: (her face is almost close to Olivia's) Why did you fall down?

Olivia: (startled by Jeanette's presence, she nearly screams and backs away, then she calms down) Oh! It's only you, little girl.

Jeanette: (giggles) You're funny!

Olivia: Y-you're ... You're F-Fidget's daughter ... You're Jeanette ...

Jeanette: (giggles again) Are you always funny like that?

I heard Ratigan was talking about Basil that it just kills him to look foolish that if he won't work on a case he feels completely useless just like the way he did at the mousetrap. Would you like to see him in his room at the Baker Street?

OOC: Now you can roleplay Mrs. Judson, Dr. Dawson, and Basil Reyelene.

OOC: You gotta roleplay all the GMD characters you know Reyelene.

Jeanette: Oh, hi Uncle Basil!

Basil: Jenny! Have you been up to mischief again?!

Jeanette: (gives him an innocent smile and shrug) Mischief? What mischief? I just ran into this lady right there (points at Olivia).

Basil: (recognizes Olivia right away) Why, you're back, Miss Flangerhanger!

Olivia: Flaversham!

Basil: Whatever. My, you've certainly grown into a refined young lady. I also see that you ran into little Jenny here.

Jeanette: (puts her hands behind her back, blushes, and giggles) Hi!

Olivia: Uh, yes we met.

Basil: I take it you already realized that she's the eldest daughter of Fidget.

Olivia: Eldest daughter? You mean he has more than one child?

Basil: (nods his head) Little Jenny here and one son named Finnius Jr. Little Jenny has a habit of making mischief and wrestling her little brother.

Jeanette: I'm his big sister. It's normal for big sisters to wrestle their little brothers.

Listen. I heard Ratigan was talking about you that it just kills you to look foolish that if you won't work on a case you feel completely useless just like the way he did at the mousetrap.

Like the way you did at the mousetrap perhaps.

Ratigan talking about ME?

Yes he is.

I guess Ratigan has nothing better to do?

of course it is Daddy. That's exactly what I heard. Are you ill with sadness? Are you going to die from sadness Daddy?

Don't you worry about what that slimy old sewer rat said.

OOC: Roleplay Basil who was very ill with sadness. Okay?

BIC: What's wrong father?

Basil: Oh, it's nothing dear. Don't worry about it.

Jeanette: Are you alright, Uncle Basil?

Basil was ill with sadness and crying because I heard Ratigan was talking about my father that it just kills him to look foolish that if he won't work on a case he feels completely useless just like the way he did at the mousetrap. Or maybe even die from melancholy.

Jeanette: Maybe we should take Uncle Basil to a doctor?

Go get Dr. Dawson. He'll know what do do.

Jeanette: I'll get Uncle Dawson! (rushes down the street, calling his name)

OOC: Roleplay Dr. Dawson.

Jeanette: There's something wrong Basil, Uncle Dawson!

Dawson: Oh dear me! Basil, are you alright!?

OOC: Now Roleplay Basil who was very ill with sadness. Okay?

BIC: Yes Father. Are you all right?

Basil: I'm alright, my dear doctor. I ... (Basil falls down, unconscious)

Dr. Dawson? Can you help him?

Dawson: First, we need to get him back to the flat and FAST! (carries Basil) Let's hurry back to the flat!

(turns to Olivia)

Olivia? Do you think you can sing Basil a lullaby to make him feel better? Do you know what's Basil's favorite lullaby when he was an infant?

OOC: Roleplay Olivia.

(Olivia sings--note, this song is originally sung by Ella Fitzgerald so I do not own the copyright to this song)

"Why do you grieve?
Try and believe
Life is always sunshine
When the heart beats true
Banish your fears
Smile through your tears
When you're sad
It makes me feel the same as you...
Come to me my melancholy baby
Cuddle up and don't be blue
All your fears are foolish fancy, maybe
You know, dear, that I'm in love with you...
Every cloud must have a silver lining
Wait until the sun shines through
Come on and smile, my honey dear,
While I kiss away each tear
Or else I shall be melancholy too..."

Do you think it'll work my dear doctor?

Of course, I'll need another person to participate. Care to join me?

Of course Doctor.

How are you feeling Papa?

I feel ... warm (begins to smile w/ tears in his eyes)

I'm sure that you're going to be just fine. Isn't that right Jeanette?

OOC: Roleplay Jeanette and the others. Okay?

Jeanette: Don't worry, Uncle Basil I still love you (hugs Basil)!

Are you sure that you're going to be all right?

Thanks to everyone ... and little Jenny of course (ruffling her hair).