A fat cat captures a mouse - By Benkei
"Ha! I've caught you, little mouse!"
"Please, don't do this! I beg of you, spare my life. I promise I won't bother you again."
"Oh, but wherrre's the fun in that? You'rrre a tiny mouse, and I'm a mighty hunterrr. It's the naturrral order of things. Let me show you my trrrophies.
The mouse shudders at the five little heads in a row. He wants to run and hide but instead he bravely steels himself. "Think about it, Mr. Cat. If you spare me, I can gather other mice for you. I'll even sing you a song, if that's what it takes."
"Well, I do love a good tune. Alrrright, little mouse: sing. And you'd betterrr keep yourrr end of the barrrgain, orrr else..."
The next day the mouse brings a friend. As the cat appears, his friend cowers in fear. "Mr. Cat, I've brought you a mouse."
Turning to the new arrival: "And what's yourrr name, little one?"
"C-c-c-carl, sir."
"Who has more frrrriends, Carrrl? You or yourrr frrriend here?"
"That would be me, sir": squeaked Carl.
"How interrresting... Yourrre hirrred."
With that, the cat devours the first mouse - adding its head under the bench on the porch.
"Please, don't do this! I beg of you, spare my life. I promise I won't bother you again."
"Oh, but wherrre's the fun in that? You'rrre a tiny mouse, and I'm a mighty hunterrr. It's the naturrral order of things. Let me show you my trrrophies.
The mouse shudders at the five little heads in a row. He wants to run and hide but instead he bravely steels himself. "Think about it, Mr. Cat. If you spare me, I can gather other mice for you. I'll even sing you a song, if that's what it takes."
"Well, I do love a good tune. Alrrright, little mouse: sing. And you'd betterrr keep yourrr end of the barrrgain, orrr else..."
The next day the mouse brings a friend. As the cat appears, his friend cowers in fear. "Mr. Cat, I've brought you a mouse."
Turning to the new arrival: "And what's yourrr name, little one?"
"C-c-c-carl, sir."
"Who has more frrrriends, Carrrl? You or yourrr frrriend here?"
"That would be me, sir": squeaked Carl.
"How interrresting... Yourrre hirrred."
With that, the cat devours the first mouse - adding its head under the bench on the porch.
Comments (14)
Had I'd have been mouse #1, I wouldn't have returned with a new mouse, but I'd have hidden from the cat once I was free. Mouse #1: was dumb as shit. Maybe mouse #2 will be smarter, but maybe mice are really dumb because the cat killed mouse #1 when mouse #2 could see it, and the cat wasn't worried about sharing that murder with mouse #2. Since I know cats are smart, he must've known it wouldn't matter in mouse #2 seeing it.
The final Darwinian result will be that the most popular mouse will live the longest. So if you're a mouse stuck in this storybook, you best make the most mouse friends you can.
The turtle and the scorpion is the original Aesop fable actually. I borrowed from that in my AI story in the pervious contest where Hep Hastings has a similar stand off with the AI.
Copy that :up:
What do you think?
Thanks for the kind words. It was inspired by Vera's story and Aesop fables. The moral is, capitalism sucks and its the lack of solidarity among mice that gets them killed.
Maybe Carl should've been Karl for it to be clearer.