Darla and the Mystery of the Night Monster

chapter 2

And so, they soon left the house, passing by Flaversham Toy Shop on the way.

"Don't look now, Fievel, but we're about to pass your girlfriend." Tanya smirked.

Fievel went red with embarrassment at that. "She's not my girlfriend, Tanya." he retorted.

"Flaversham..." Cherry muttered before remembering. "Oh, yeah! Olivia Flaversham," she then turned to Atticus, Darla, and Lionel. "I met her when I met Basil: The Great Mouse Detective."

"I see..." Lionel nodded. "I'll hafta check that out sometime."

Fievel looked bashful as they passed by the toy store. Olivia smiled as she helped out her father, Hiram as the others walked by.

"Good morning, Mr. Flaversham." Tanya waved.

"Oh, good morning, Tanya." Hiram smiled to the young mouse girl.

"Hi, there." Lionel waved.

"Oh, are these some friends?" Hiram replied.

"Yes, you remember Cherry and Atticus, this is Lionel and Darla, and of course, Fievel." Tanya smiled.

"Yup." Lionel nodded.

Olivia soon came out with a smile.

"Oh, uh, hi, Olivia." Fievel said sheepishly.

"Hi, Fievel." Olivia smiled.

"Um, Tanya, don't we have work to get to?" Lionel asked. "I doubt your boss will like it if you're late."

"Gah! Yeah!" Tanya then yelped and went back to rushing off to work for the day since teasing her brother seemed to eat up some of her time.

"Olivia, I have to run into town, you stay out of trouble." Hiram soon said as he went with some other mice to the Town Council to talk about the issues they had been having for a while.

"Alright, Dad." Olivia nodded.

Hiram smiled and soon walked off.

"I guess we gotta get to work for the day, eh, Fievel?" Olivia smiled bashfully.

"Uh, yeah, I'm going with Tanya today." Fievel replied.

"So let's GO!" Lionel repeated.

"Goodbye, Fievel..." Olivia said. "Have a good day."

"Thanks, Olivia..." Fievel said, backing up a bit nervously.

"Step it up, little Five," Lionel replied. "We gotta go!"

Tanya seemed to be walking fast to get away from Fievel.

"Tanya! Slow down, will you?" Fievel complained.

"Now just remember when we get to the newspaper, don't be a pest." Tanya told him sharply.

"I am not a pest!" Fievel pouted.

"There's gratitude for you..." Lionel commented.

"And don't even try to talk to my boss, Mr. Daley," Tanya then said. "Understand?"

"Why?" Fievel asked. "Is he mean?"

"Mean? Oh, no, he's wonderful," Tanya smiled. "He's the kindest... Smartest..."

"What she's saying is that Mr. Daley is most likely very busy," Lionel explained. "So he's gonna expect us to get the job done."

"Um, yes!" Tanya then said. "Thank you, Lionel."

"My pleasure," Lionel replied. "So let's get moving!"

They soon scampered off, following Tanya. Two mouse guards walked along before stopping as Tanya came into work for the day.