Max and Fluffy
Max and Fluffy
Once upon a time, there was a small mouse who grew up in a large house. The house was owned by a wealthy man who had a large family and many pets. He had no trouble living a good life. When in his walls there was a family of mice who barely ate anything. They spent their days moping and dreaming about a good life. The little mouse, Max, lived in the walls with his mother father and baby sister, May. Max was always trying his best to swindle some cheese, grapes, and nuts from the rich fridge which they had dreamed of owning. One morning on May's 2nd birthday, Max went out of the hole to get her some food for her party. He could not make it past the sink though. He saw that the family's cat was just laying there asleep. He had heard many rumors about old Fluffy, that he was fun-loving and dumb.
Max had made his way over to Fluffy's cat-bed and "accidentally" tripped over his tail. "Hey, who was that," fluffy said. "Oh I'm so sorry, my name is Max, want to be friends?" Fluffy agreed. They played all day, hide and seek, leap frog, Charades, and more. little did Fluffy know he was being used. "How about we play...um...put the food in the hole in the wall?" Fluffy blindly agreed. He got about 50 small cubes of cheese and they flicked it into the mouse's home, or the hole. Max said goodbye to Fluffy and left. When he got home he started thinking about what he had done. He made a good surprise for his family, but he played his new best friend. He would be living the "good life" but what he had done was not right and it will bother him for the rest of his "good life."