A prompt response for ~ Inspiration Monday: Edible Portal
by John Yeo
The two minuscule friends, from the rodent “Mus musculus” family, scurried across a floral patterned carpet on the cottage parlour floor. They were members of a nocturnal family of uninvited residents who lived in the thatched roof of the period cottage in the centre of the village. There was a new large colourful structure in the corner of the parlour.
“Oh! Look at this wonderful new house in the corner here, this is just right for the children; the doors are locked, though!” said Minnie excitedly.
There was a loud snore from the bedroom and a grunt as Colonel Travers, the occupant and owner of the cottage turned over in his sleep restlessly. The two friends dived for cover. In the process, Micky knocked a lamp down that crashed to the floor. That sound brought a figure wearing a nightshirt and a floppy nightcap rushing from the adjoining bedroom carrying a shotgun. Stomping around the house the Colonel, searched high and low looking for intruders.
Cursing loudly he picked up the lamp and headed straight back to bed.
“Oh, that was close Minnie! Let’s try and get inside this house and have a look around. The door is pretty solid but my word it does taste good; I think if we bring the whole family in we should eat our way inside and have a good look round.”
“OK! Micky, I’ll call everyone together and we can have a feast.”
The whole family were soon eating their way into the gingerbread house.
There was a knock on the door the next morning that got the Colonel out of bed early.
“Hallo!” Called Mrs Manners “Are you home?”
“Of course I’m bloody home, where else would I go?” came an almost inaudible reply. “Coming!” Came a louder response and the Colonel opened the door still wearing his floppy nightcap.
“Hello Colonel, I’ve come to finish the gingerbread house, how’s it looking?” said Mrs Manners, as she bustled into the cottage.
“Oh Wow; judging by the look of it, a whole nest of mice must have visited.”
“Good lord!” said the Colonel and raised his eyebrows. “You will have to demolish the house now, I will set some traps to catch the mice.”
“Sorry Colonel, I will get the ladies together to construct another house for you in time for your great grandchildren’s arrival. Merry Christmas!”
“Thanks; Merry Christmas, Mrs Manners.”
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