The Great Mouse Detective Fanfic Novels & Stories

"The flame-toothed gopher is a monster, and you can't handle —" Just as Yohan and Heidi shouted, and Yohan did not even finish his words, they saw Caspian easily reach out and grab the flame-toothed gopher's neck. The giant mouse struggled in his grip, but Caspian's arm was steady like a metal cast, not moving at all. Everyone was stupefied when they saw the scene, and the remaining words stuck in Yohan's throat. He could not even say anything or gulp. Instead, Yohan just stared wide-eyed at Caspian.

“It’s Pozzletot. I think he’s at the North Pole. Will you read these?” Over Ms. Crotlybloom’s declaration that this was all a bit of tomfoolery, Maevis took the letters from Serendipity, only glancing down at her muddy feet for a moment. She looked from one letter to the other before reading them both aloud, one at a time: “Dear Ms. Fizzlestitch, I am afraid something unexpected happened when I left your residence earlier today. It seems one of your mouse friends snuck into my pocket. If you would like for me to return him, please drop me a line.

He looks at me accusingly and I start to retort but a slight movement in a cluster of bushes within the circle catches my eye and I head towards it. Absently,I heard Logan sigh and murmur something about brain damage and being unconscious so often but I was busy trying to ferret out the little swatch of black I saw cowering behind a large rock.Crouching,I reached into my pocket for a piece of the cookie I had snuck from breakfast and sprinkled the pieces in the grass.Sure enough,out comes an adorable grey mouse with Wayne's eyes and a tuft of his Hispanic hair,nibbling at the crumbs.I hold out my palm and he hops on,nuzzling into the middle of my hand while I stroke his tiny head with a fing

with a shake of his head. Within those dark coffee eyes, a whirlpool of enticing darkness there was such sorrow. His huge frame seemed unusually deflated as I examined his hands under the dim light. Winding white bandages I remembered the story about the lion and the mouse, how the tiny thing saves a big powerful beast. “Lion and the mouse,” he muttered under his breath and for the first time we were in sync with each other. It made my heart skip a beat. “Nikolai, what happened?”

Nibbler claps her flippers together and makes short bark that sounds like it's laughing at Yiselda. Yiselda, with the help of May, gets herself up off the floor and pulls her wand out. Nibbler scoots away quickly as Yiselda angrily chases her, but to her luck, she hiccups again and turns back into her mouse form, making it hard to catch. 'May I have this dance?' Magnus asks with his hand reached out. I take his hand and nod. He pulls me close up against his body, and we waltz. 'It's been such a wonderful night, don't you think?' I ask.

"And if Nathaniel is telling the truth?" Dominick asked. "If you really are fated mates who were artificially separated?" Casie met her younger brother's gaze steadily. "Then he'll have to find a way to prove it that doesn't involve human casualties." Her phone buzzed again: *I know you're reading these. I can smell your pack's scent, but also something else. It appears that your pet human has feelings for you. I can smell it in his scent. I will not lose you to a rival.*

- You like Micky a lot, don't you? She thinks and after some seconds, she answers: - I hardly know him, but I liked him as soon as I saw him in the apple trees. When he looked at me, I thought it was my mate, but then you came along and I realized that you were my real mate. Alex nods, and goes to his room. “What are you thinking?” – Fury, his big gray wolf with dark blue eyes like the sky on stormy days asks him. “I think Micky and Kat are mates.”