“Shotgun!”
Neil Armstrong* #quote
Today my friend Jessica will be hanging out. Much fun will be had.
Shenanigan levels may even reach the levels that I have with CJ. Only
time will tell. Anyway onto the flash fiction!
The Lab Rat Always Wins
“He won't be able to beat this one! I made the pattern
totally random and it's huge!” Dr. Winston Hugh proclaimed with a
smile on his face.
“What do you mean?” Rebecca, the doctor's new intern asked, “Why
did you put such work into a test maze for the lab rats. And who's
he?”
“He is Lab Rat #47, or a rat I'm convinced must be some kind of
genius or have some strange sense of smell with perfect positioning.
Or something. He defies all probability of speed of maze solving. He
goes straight for the end unlike the other rats. He must be doing
something, but I don't know what!”
“Hmmm...” Rebecca wondered. “If what you said is true, then
there must be some cause for it.”
Across the room Lab Rat #47 was talking with his fellow lab rats,
all in little squeaks naturally.
“How do you solve the mazes so quickly?” his buddy #49 asked.
#47 whipped his tail around in amusement. “See the window next to
our cage? It looks into the room where he builds the mazes. I watch
him make the mazes and memorize the layout. I'm not going to wander
around forever to get those delicious treats. Not like I have
anything better to do.”
“I wonder how long it'll take them to figure that out.” #49
replied while looking at the scientists theorize together.
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