It’s time for Friday Fictioneers. Tell a story based on the picture below in 100 words or less.
“Just a peek for now, we can’t risk being seen. Poor Jacques learned that the hard way.”
Pascal’s eyes grew round. “Is it dangerous?”
“Not if you know what you’re doing.” Louis boasted. “Relax! I’m the best!”
“Um……okay.” Hesitantly, not totally convinced.
Louis grinned mischievously. “You’re not in the country anymore, cousin. This is the city – you can find anything you want!”
“Is there cheese? I love cheese.”
“Only about 10 different kinds!”
“And toast? Toast is wonderful.” Pascal’s tummy rumbled.
“Let’s grab a nap now so we can eat all night!” Louis said, his whiskers dancing in anticipation.
-100 words
Special thanks to Roger Bultot for the cool photo and to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers.
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This reminds me of a , no I had better not say. The place might get shut down.?
What the Health Inspector doesn’t know….LOL!
All there for the picking!
Love this, Lori!
A veritable feast.
Those country mice just have a hard time adapting to the big city, don’t they? Totally unrelated, I just noticed that your profile picture is no longer a drawing.
Haha! Assimilation is difficult for country mice, for sure. And yes…..I’m no longer a bad drawing. I’m totally out in the open now. :o)
I like the photo.
Thanks, Russell.
Mouse tails! Love it!
er….tales…not tails.
Haha! Tales/tails….both work. Thanks for stopping by. :o)
Loved this angle— completely convincing as real diners
until the whiskers twitched.?
Thanks, Christine! Nice of you to stop by. :o)
And i thought we were discussing two diners until the whiskers let the cat or was that mice of the bag.
You had me completely enamored, Mrs Completely.
Thanks, Neel! I’m glad you stopped by. :o)
Well, I wasn’t expecting that! Nice.
Thank you, Claire. I’m glad you stopped by. :o)
Cute version of the town mouse country mouse story!
Thank you. Glad you stopped by. :o)
This made me think of the Town Mouse and the Country Mouse by Aesop… I guess that there is a price to pay for abundance.
I hadn’t consciously decided to write about the Aesop Fable but it happened so went with the flow. :o)
A delightful take on the prompt! Remind me where this diner is and I’ll avoid it like the plague. 🙂
But they’re TALKING MICE! Someone based an entire theme park/movie making empire on a talking mouse. Cinderella let mice make the most important dress of her whole life. Fievel went west. Mice hold the secrets to Nimh. Surely we can let Talking Mice have a crumb here or there. :o) Or not. I’m not making judgments here. :o)
Hah, love the twist in the last line, had me reading it again from a mouse point of view 🙂
Thanks! That’s exactly what I was going for. :o)
Very clever twist! Shades of Ratatouille?
Now that you mention it, yes it is very Ratatouille-ish. :o) Thanks for stopping by.
…a twist in the tail! Brilliant.
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Thanks Keith. Nice that you stopped by. :o)
That was superbly done!
Glad you liked it, Dahlia. Thanks for stopping by. :o)
Ah yes, the cats and the garbage cans. It seems Pascal is learning from an expert. Cute story and good writing, Lori. 🙂 — Suzanne
Thanks Patricia. Good of you to stop by. :o)
Oh, this is good! Poor Jacque, indeed 🙂
Thank you, Linda. I appreciate you stopping by. :o)
I love it!
Nice. Thanks for stopping by.