Under the Gun
The mouse's only connection to any societal infrastructure. and the radio said, " ... cover ... immediately. boone county ... " the mouse shook his head, eyes watering. no. no, no, no ... no, please ... no ...
Show and Tell
He gently removed the dead mouse from the very much living mouse's hands, put it aside, and then guided z to the sink to rinse off the blood. "some animals are meant to be eaten. dominated.
Claiming The Home (Preview Chapter)
Now, being simple mice folk of the kingdom of the house, he had not once, ever seen anything beyond a house cat, discovery channel or not, and it terrified him.
Chapter 4: A plush for Jay, and a gem for G
Unsteadily she continued, "you see a mouse in front of you. she is surrounded by toys, but appears... very sad. visible exits are up." "i talk to the mouse." "noth... nothing happens...." "i hug the mouse."
What I Know
The mouse's watery eyes opened, and he nodded again, so brightly. so innocently. mouses had a certain naivete about them.
Forgotten Gods Epilogue: Spark of Life
The mouse wrinkled the soft, pale grey fur of her brow in confusion, but he was already moving swiftly towards the door.
Evening with Friends
Evening with friends by vikky mouse as the movie faded out into the closing credits vikky let out a pleased sigh. "that was pretty good," the mouse said, pulling her glasses from her nose and giving them a brisk cleaning.
A RedQuest Tale - Chapter 8 (Clean)
The mouse was grinning as he kissed the kings paw in gratification. going back to the belt again, the mouse carefully unclipped the buckle and began to gently pull it away from the waist.
Shiny Pennies on Parade
"a mouse?!" super c shrieked. "a mouse ... el raton es loco! es malo! no bueno para mi!" and she ran at them with her umbrella, swinging it. going for ma (as ma was the nearest). swing, swing ... swing!
Where the Marrow Should Be
Field mouse?" the mouse gave a weak ... shrug. "i think you're cute," she confessed (whispering it as if ... it were a secret). a giggle. "and i bet you're smart, too." "no ... " "mm-hmm ... hey, i'm telepathic, mousey.
Waiting for Thunder
But that was the problem, wasn't it: there no was no medicine in the universe that could de-mouse a mouse. no matter how many 'happy drugs' you injected into a mouse's blood, you weren't going to change the fact that he was, in the end, what he was.
While We Decompress
"all mice are like that. every mouse i've met ... field, chester ... i don't understand how they do it. mice, i mean. how they ... are so innocent. their anxiety. you see the terror in their eyes, sometimes. you feel sorry for them.