The clouds that Danced Like Singing Mice

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The Clouds that Danced like Singing Mice
A Short Story
by Dr Deborah Izzson

Harry Bishop looked at the warped kettle in his hands and felt lonely.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his dull surroundings. He had always hated urban Moscow with its obedient, oily office. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel lonely.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Chloe Gloop. Chloe was a peculiar coward with short eyebrows and spiky fingers.

Harry gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a thoughtful, spiteful, cocoa drinker with greasy eyebrows and ruddy fingers. His friends saw him as a whispering, wonderful writer. Once, he had even rescued a smelly baby from a burning building.

But not even a thoughtful person who had once rescued a smelly baby from a burning building, was prepared for what Chloe had in store today.

The clouds danced like singing mice, making Harry angry.

As Harry stepped outside and Chloe came closer, he could see the juicy smile on her face.

"Look Harry," growled Chloe, with a stupid glare that reminded Harry of peculiar cats. "It's not that I don't love you, but I want Money. You owe me 6930 Dollar Bills."

Harry looked back, even more angry and still fingering the warped kettle. "Chloe, I just don't need you in my life any more," he replied.

They looked at each other with concerned feelings, like two great, grubby goldfish drinking at a very sympathetic Christening, which had piano music playing in the background and two charming uncles bouncing to the beat.

Suddenly, Chloe lunged forward and tried to punch Harry in the face. Quickly, Harry grabbed the warped kettle and brought it down on Chloe's skull.

Chloe's short eyebrows trembled and her spiky fingers wobbled. She looked afraid, her wallet raw like a powerless, panicky piano.

Then she let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Chloe Gloop was dead.

Harry Bishop went back inside and made himself a nice mug of cocoa.

THE END


A/N

Dr Deborah Izzson Is a random pen name I made with their "Pen Name Generator" Here is the link to their website: http://www.plot-generator.org.uk 

I hope You Liked the story!

-Dr Deborah Izzson

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