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Neverland is a small island and one the sea was a lonely pirate ship and we hear singing going on there.

We zoom in on the ship and see Rathoug's thugs set up a flag of the Jolly Roger on the mast.

Rathoug's Thugs: Oh a thug's life is a wonderful life
A-rovin' over the sea
Give me a career as a ruffian
It's the life of a thug for me
Oh, the life of a thug for me

Some thugs are playing with darts on a picture of a crude drawing of Ratigan on a door.

Rathoug's Thugs: Oh, a thug's life is a wonderful life
They never bury your bones
For when it's all over
A jolly sea rover drops in on his friend Ratigan

Just about then, the door opened and a dark gray bat with yellow eyes, a pug nose, thin black eyebrows, sharp white fangs, a peg leg in place of his right foot, a notch in his right ear, and a broken wing, wearing a black cap, sleeveless dark blue sweater, black pants, and a gray shoe on his left foot, named Fidget, came out.

Fidget and Rathoug's Thugs: Oh, my good friend Ratigan

"Good morning, boys." Fidget said only to get caught by Walker DeBeaumont.

"And what's good about it, Fidget?" asked Walker.

"Here we are collecting barnacles on this miserable island!" Snotty Sam said.

"While his nibs plays ring-around-the rosy with Norman Frierson." Peewee Pete said sticking his gun at Fidget.

"Look out there. Might go off!" Fidget panicked but got his neck in a rope knot by Thomas Ferrell.

"We ought to be tending to the business of looting ships." Thomas said.

"Why, I've almost forgotten how to slit a throat." Terry Ferrell, Thomas's twin brother, said, using his dagger and got Fidget free.

"Better drop it." Old Blind Joe said as they all threw daggers at the stairs as Fidget tried to avoid them.

"And tell the captain we want to put to sea, Fidget!" Snotty Sam said.

All the thugs laughed as Fidget stuck out his tongue and walked away. A slender, yet muscular, pink rat with yellow eyes, black hair, a rose nose and ear innards, a long, pink tail, shark fangs, and sharp claws, wearing a white shirt, a green silk jabot, a black coat, matching pants, and shoes, and a single white opera glove was looking at a map. He is Captain József G. Rathoug. He had one of his hands cut off by Norman and now has a silver hook and now he want revenge.

"Blast that Norman Frierson!" Rathoug snarled. "If I could only find his hideout, I'd trap him in his lair. But where is it?" He starts to look at the map "Mermaid lagoon? No, we searched that. We've combed Cannibal Cove. But here!" He stuck his silver hook at the far north west on the map but then groaned "No, no, no, no. That's Lenape territ… But wait…" he took a good closer at the map "Those native mice know this island better than I do me own ship. Ah, I wonder…"

At that moment, Fidget walked in. "Good morning, professor."

"I'VE GOT IT!" Rathoug cheered as he grabbed Fidget with his hook pulled him closer "Tanya Mousekewitz, Fidget!"

"T-T-Tanya Mousekewitz, boss?" Fidget asked, very afraid.

"Papa's daughter!" Rathoug said, "She'll know where Norman is hiding."

"B-B-But-But will she talk, boss?" asked Fidget as Rathoug let go.

"Oh, a little persuasion might be in order.. Now let me see. Boiling in oil? Uh, keelhauling? Marooning?" Rathoug said as he thought as a drunk thug named Bartholomew was singing horribly with his accordion.

Bartholomew: Oh, a thug's life
Is a wonderful life
You'll find adventure and sport
But live every minute
For all that is in it
The life of a thug is short
Oh, the life

Having enough of his singing, Rathoug got out a gun and aimed it. As Fidget got the shaving pack ready, the shot was heard and Fidget heard a accordion fall and splashed in the water. He took a look only to get splashed in the face. Rathoug put away his gun.

"Now let me see, where was I?" asked Rathoug.

"Oh dear, dear, dear boss. Shooting a man in the middle of his cadenza? It ain't good form, you know." Fidget said.

"Good form, Fidget?" asked Rathoug in a smooth voice first, and then yell angrily as he pushed the table aside and approached Fidget and waving his hook. "BLAST GOOD FORM! DID NORMAN SHOW GOOD FORM WHEN HE DID THIS TO ME?!"

"Why boss, cutting your hand off was only a childish prank you might say." Fidget said as he removed Rathoug's coat.

"Aye, but throwing it to Felicia the cat! That cursed liked the taste of me so well she's followed me ever since licking her chops for the rest of me!" Rathoug said loudly at first and then said in a low voice as he sat down in the chair which Fidget brought.

"And she's had you by now, boss, if she hadn't swallowed that alarm clock. But now when she's about, she warns you, as you might say with her tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock." Fidget said.

Speaking off tick-tock, there was a sound of tick-tocking heard. Fidget and Rathoug heard it. Rathoug's face was in fear. There below his ship as a a giant gray furred cat with a purple bow on top of her head named Felicia. When she saw Rathoug, the cat licked her mouth, hungry for a rat. Rathoug screamed.

"FIDGET!" He screamed as he leapt into Fidget's arms "Oh, save me, Fidget! Please don't let her get me, Fidget! Please! Don't let her get me, Fidget! Fidget!"

He hid behind a chair while Fidget went to Felicia. "Here now, shame on you, upsetting the poor captain. There'll be no handouts today. Shoo now, shoo. Go on, go on. Off with you, I say. Go away. Go away, out of here!" And as he said that, Felicia went away.

Rathoug appeared from behind the sheet of the chair. "I-I-Is she gone, Fidget?" he said in a scared voice.

"Aye, Boss. All clear. Nothing to worry about." Fidget said as he tried to relax the shaking professor.

"Oh, Fidget, Fidget. I can't stand it any longer. I tell you I can't!" Rathoug said as Fidget sat him down on the chair.

"Now, now, now, Captain, just relax. What you need is a shave, a nice soothing shave. There now" Fidget said as he put a towel around Rathoug's head. The rat sighed. A seagull saw the towel and sat on it and fell asleep as Fidget sang.

Fidget: A bat's life is a wonderful life
A-sailing over the seas
Give me a career as a buc…

Fidget didn't see that he was putting shaving cream on the seagull's bottom. "Captain, you know, I can't help noticing you just aunt been your usual jolly self of late." He picked up a razor and wiped it on a towel.

Fidget: Give a career as a buccaneer…

"And the crew's getting? a might uneasy, Professor. That is, what's left of it. Hmm." He was using the razor on the seagull's bottom and it wiped out her feathers. "Now why don't we put to sea, see? Leave Neverland. Forget Norman Frierson. There now!" he put some aftershave on the seagull's bottom. The seagull woke up and in horror, flew away covering her behind. Fidget didn't see her go because he was putting some powder on his wing.

Fidget: Give me a career as a buccaneer…

"We'll all be a lot happier, not to mention a lot healthier. Oh!" He put his wings out only to find out he was doing it in mid air. "Captain? Oh dear! I never shaved him this close before." He never dared to look, so he didn't to look for it under the chair. "Don't worry captain, it must be somewhere about."

He began to walk off with the chair carrying him. The towel fell from Rathoug's face and he looked down to see Fidget making a fool of himself crawling to find something.

"Get up, you bumbling bat!" Rathoug snapped.

"Aye, aye, sir!" Fidget said knocking the chair and Rathoug to one side of the ship. Fidget turned around to see him dazed. "Oh, I found it, boss. Good as new." He tried to pull his head off only for Rathoug to wake up very angry.

"Why, you reluctant rodent!" Rathoug cried, as he held Fidget by the sweater and was about to kill him when…

"Norman Frierson, ahoy!" Old Blind Joe called from the watcher.

"What? What? Where away?" Rathoug asked.

"Three points off the starboard bow!" Old Blind Joe called.

Rathough looked through his telescope and saw Norman with Olivia, Mickey, and Donald. "Swoggle me eyes, it is Norman! Headed this way with his girlfriend and her brothers! Fidget, pipe up the crew!"

"Aye, aye, sir! Pipe up the crew! Pipe up the crew! All hands on deck!" He said as he whistled "All hands on deck! All hands on deck! All hands on deck!" All the thugs rose up and got into action.

"Look alive, you swabs! We've got him this time, Fidget!" He said as he put his black coat back on.

"That we have, captain."

Rathoug called to his thugs. "Man the Long Tom, you bilge rats!" He went to Fidget and put on his black top hat. "I've waited years for this."

"That's not counting the holidays, either." Fidget said.

"Double the powder and shorten the fuse!" Rathoug ordered as the Ferrell Brothers got the cannon ready.

"Double the powder and shorten the fuse!" Fidget repeated.

"A pretty sight, Fidget. Like sitting ducks. All right, men! Range: 42!" Rathoug said as he used his telescope to pin point Norman, Olivia, Mickey, and Donald on a cloud viewing Neverland.

"Range: 42!" Fidget said.

"Elevation: 65!" Rathoug ordered as Fidget repeated after him. "Three degrees west!" Fidget repeated again. "Steady now!" This time, Fidget didn't repeat. He covered his head with his cap and covered his ears. "Steady!"