chapter 6

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Fievel turned around and heard crying and went to go over to it and saw a certain mouse girl. "Olivia?"

"Oh... Fievel!" Olivia cried and soon hugged him. "It's terrible! My father was taken! The worst part is that this has happened before!"

"Oh... Olivia..." Fievel gasped, hugging her to try and console her.

Olivia sniffled and soon hugged Fievel right back as she began to cry since her father was gone like when Ratigan took him away from her and she had to go and find Basil for help.

"C'mon, Five, you get Olivia outta here," Lionel advised. "We'll take care of the fire."

"Okay... Come on, Olivia." Fievel nodded.

Olivia soon followed Fievel, holding paws together so that they could get to safety.

Meanwhile, Lionel, Atticus, Darla, and Cherry did their best to put a stop to the roaring fires going on around the area, and in a few minutes, the flames were extinguished. Cherry wiped her forehead once the fire was taken care of.

"I guess all that fire safety you had as a kid with mass hysteria over paid off." Atticus teased Cherry.

"Time for jokes later," Lionel advised. "Any clues in the wreckage?"

"Hmm... Let's see..." Atticus said before using his telescopic vision. "Some burnt clothes and food... This fire was no accident though. Someone did this."

"Yeah, no kidding," Lionel remarked. "Question is, who was it?"

"Time for Detective Fudo to get on the case." Atticus said before taking out his magnifying glass.

"Yeah, and us too." Lionel remarked.

Atticus soon picked up a strand of fur and examined it as it was a clue.

"Find anythin', Poirot?" asked Lionel.

"Hmm... There appears to be some fur, but it doesn't look like it belongs to a mouse." Atticus informed.

"So... Then what kind of fur IS it?" Darla wondered.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's from a dog." Atticus narrowed his eyes.

"Then it was Mousey!" Lionel exclaimed. "We better get going and find her lair!"

"Shouldn't be too hard to find," Atticus glared. "I knew I couldn't trust that psycho poodle."

"She and Tolansky are planning something for sure," Darla said. "I overheard them when they were talking with Tony and Tiger."

"Then let's hurry and find them!" Lionel replied.

"They could be anywhere by now!" Cherry added. "Let's make like a tree and get outta here!"

Everyone nodded, and exited.

"Uh... Isn't the phrase 'Make like a tree and leave'?" Darla asked.

"Don't question it, Darla." Atticus replied.

"Yeah, it's just how Cherry is," Lionel added. "But I like it!"

"I don't know much about this Tolansky guy, but he must be Mousey's little right hand pet." Cherry suggested.

"Sorta like Alonzo to Cruella." Atticus muttered.

"I dunno who that Alonzo mook is, but yeah, you have the right idea," Lionel nodded.

"Cruella's driver," Atticus said. "Pretty much more of a lackey than Horace and Jasper themselves."

"I see..." Lionel nodded.

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