The Rat first knew something was wrong when he saw shards of glass in the open doorway. His best friend, confidant, and clarinet teacher, Diego Marinara, had been killed to death by the KGB. Cursing under his breath in rat language and holstering his besuker, the Rat swore that he would never again allow a friend to die for him.
But hold on, how did we get here? To understand, we need to rewind one year and one month.
The Rat was in a supermarket buying a multipack of candles for a ritual he was planning the weekend. He was on his way to the till to pay when he accidentally bumped into what appeared to be a man or large child.
"Ahh, sorry," said the man.
"That's quite al-rat," said the Rat. "Accidents happen. Now I must be on my way. My name is Stephen by the way, Stephen Lenard Rat McMichaels."
"Hello Stephen, my name is Diego Marinara," the man replied. "I am a clarinet teacher and I hope I never get murdered."
Next time:
The Rat plans his first election run, Diego Marinara goes to a shop to buy more clarinet reeds and across the country, in a small village, a boy has grown from a baby to the age of six in the space of just two months. Doctors are baffled by this medical marvel, but they know only his name, Dan Howell.
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Rat: The Story of a Rat
FanfictionFame. Power. Fortune. Murder. How did one figure come to dominate the public consciousness and the hearts and or minds of a planet. From Youtuber News productions, this is Rat: The Story of a Rat. DISCLAIMER!! THIS IS JUST A TRANSCRIPTION OF R...