The contents of this story are purely fictional. Any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely coincidental. Any facts stated may be entirely fictional too.
Once upon a time, there lived a mouse named Justin. He was a normal mouse living in a mousehole which was connected to the rest of his mice community's mouseholes. He went to Mouse Sanctuary, where they worshipped great mice of the past, such as Jerry, who is known to have escaped countless number of times from a mean feline predator known as Tom. Rumour has it that Jerry met his doomsday when he became complacent and ate alot of food and became fat and slow , and Tom caught him and ate him up.
At the Mouse Sanctuary, he had many other mice friends. There was a particular brown mouse, Amber, who was very attractive, and Justin liked her alot. She had a shiny coat of fur and her tail was long and seductive. Her eyes glistened in the dark wondrously and seemed to call out to any potential mates.
However, she was also known to have a short temper. If any mice made any uncalled for approaches, she would ignore that mouse for a long time.
Knowing this, Justin was afraid to go near her, although the look of her twirly tail made his knees go weak.
Justin also had a good mouse buddy called Rob. He was Justin's childhood friend, and they had braved mousetraps and brooms together.
One day he told Rob about his attraction towards Amber, and his response was "Oh just go up to her and grab her tail. This will let her know you like her and hopefully she likes you."
Justin: "I can't be so direct!! Grr your advice is always like this. Lousy."
Then that same day, Amber actually came over to him and touched his tail! He was totally surprised as he never thought she would like him. (Grabbing another mouse's tail is the mice's way of showing affection) 'Is she going to grab my tail?' he thought.
He decided to stop waiting and he grabbed her tail instead. She suddenly jumped and gave him a whip in the face. (Whipping another mouse in the face is like a slap) She scuttered off quickly.
Amber never ever came within 30cm of Justin again. Even when they were in Mouse Sanctuary, Amber would sit 30cm away, which was 5 rows of mousechairs. Justin was heartbroken and dejected.
He fell sick and didn't go to Mouse Sanctuary for several weeks. Rob sent him mousenotes by rapping on the walls to check on him. Justin replied the mousenotes to let Rob know he was ok. But he also said that he was trying to get over Amber, so he should avoid even seeing her.
So one month passed, and Justin was feeling alot better. He even joined Mouse-Adventure-Club, where they had weekly sessions to steal cheese from mousetraps, and he was one of the best cheese-stealer in the club. However, it must be noted that cheese stealing/hunting is an extremely dangerous sport, and every adventure could lead to death easily.
He was enjoying his life alot more, and when he went to Mouse Sanctuary, he didn't see Amber either.
Then one day, while hunting for cheese, he saw another mouse with its leg trapped in a mousetrap. Running over, he tried to pry the spring up to free his fellow mouse friend.
"Please help me!" The mouse moaned in pain.
Something was familiar about that voice. He turned around and saw a beautiful coat of brown fur. He looked up and stared into the twinkly eyes of Amber, which were brimming with tears. He hesitated for a second, before she let out another cry of pain. He quickly mustered all his strength and lifted the spring, and she got free.
"Oh thank you so much Justin! Thank you thank you!" she gratefully exclaimed. As she walked past him, her fingers brushed his tail. He flinched. 'Not again!' he thought.
The next week, Amber looked up Justin, and said "Hey, could you go on a cheese hunting trip with me? I would like to go on one! Please?"
Justin looked warily at her. Was he going to risk his life with this girlmouse that broke his heart?
He shrugged his shoulders, eyes to the floor, and softly replied:
"Alright. Let's go."
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END OF PART ONE
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will there be a part 2? i've no idea.
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