A Hamsters Perspective

18~The Battle

All the hamsters and mice surged forwards holding their weapons, unfortunately the mice also seemed to have some high tech equipment with them too, which meant it was going to be a long battle. Then there was a clunking sound, the walls were closing in at about a cm per minute. Before I knew it a cream mouse with the smallest ears I'd ever seen and a pure dark chocolate brown one with long waving whiskers stormed over to me. Together they held a fire blasting machine, a roaring fireball came shooting out of it. Remembering my training I twisted out of the way with lightning reflexes but it still managed to singe my fur a bit. I had a flashback to when I would wait for food in the pet store to protect my fluffy coat. MY FUR IS AMAZING, THOSE MICE SHALL DIE. I looked at my weapon, a pack fastened onto my shoulders, I realised that I had never actually asked what is was for. Creamy's face which was still in the corner of my screen must of realised this and spoke up,he said to press the white button near my left shoulder,and after doing so a huge explosion shot out of it and blew up the mice, yet all the hamsters were immune to it! Teach them for messing with my fur! I scanned the shrinking room looking for hamsters who needed help when I saw Fuzzy battling with a vicious looking grey mouse, then he somehow fell asleep whist fighting. I MEAN COME ON WHO FALLS ASLEEP IN A BATTLEFIELD. I sprinted up to the scene as fast as my tiny paws could carry me and then knocked the grey mouse unconscious with a blow to the head. Thankfully Fuzzy then awoke so I left him to carry on with his fighting alone. Next I heard some very raised voices, following my sensitive ears I found my way to the source of the sound, Bubbles and Squeaks. For once there arguing was coming into use, for instead of attacking the small brown mouse before them they were using there insults to sass it. While the mouse stood bewilderedly staring at them Creamy snuck up behind him and jumped onto his back, he then used his laser to do a impressive mid air flip and then whack him round the stomach with the end of it. Before I realised what was happening it was too late, whist I was looking in awe at Creamy's skills I had been surrounded. By 12 baby mice holding chainsaws.