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Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Today's #flashfiction #MiceInTheTheater

“If you don't have anything nice to say don't say anything at all.”
Gordon Ramsey* #quote


Today I went to the doctor's office. It was very doctory. Anyway onto the flash fiction!


Mice In The Theater

       In a spectacular theater in a spectacular city lived a family of rather ordinary mice. All under the stage of the orchestra. Every day as the mice hid away they heard the sounds of the orchestra. Song after song ringing in their little mousey ears. Even if they found it unpleasant it turned out to be better than being eaten by the cats of the neighborhood and the guests of the theater left good food for them. Flutes, violins, trumpets and the sounds of so much else echoed through the mousehole beneath the stage.
       Over time the minds of the mice filled with the music and they even dreamed of the music. Originally the creatures disliked it but eventually their tails bobbed along with the tunes. Even as the family grew their love of the music grew. And they didn't understand it. The music just became such a constant part of their homes that it nearly felt like the safety of their mousehole itself and a constant fact of life.
       They continued to bob their tails along with the music even until the pest control arrived and gassed the mice out. The last movements of the tails being along the rhythm of Beethoven.

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