The Three Mice

Early one morning in elsa's tiny attic
Bedroom three mischievous little mice scampered and scurried around the floor searching for something. When the clock tower tolled the hour, the three  of them squeaked in Suprise.

"Quick! we gotta hide before she wakes up!" the first little mosue said to the others before the three of them darted into what appeared to be a long pink swal.

Elsa had woken from the toll of the clock, but was caught off guard when she felt three little critters bury themselves into her hands.

"Oh my..." she said, raising her hand to the three little mice dangling from it.

"Great hiding place whisker bloom" one of the mice muttered sarcastic.

"How was I supposed to know this was  her  hand"  Whisker bloom shot back bitterly.

"Mabye we can jump and make a ran for it!" the third mouse suggested.

"Hold on there, don't worry little mice, I won't hurt you." elsa whispered, setting her hands and the mice down on her bed. " I've never seen you three here before, my name is elsa what's yours?"

"My name is Whisker Bloom!"

" I'm chessy Belle!"

"oh so we're just going to trust this human who can talk to animals right away, huh?" the third mouse muttered.

"And what about you?" elsa asked waiting patiently for the mouse's answer.

The third mouse sighed and muttered under  her breath " I'm mouse a loo

" that's not yer  name! " Whsiker bloom protested

" Did you forget your own name? " Chessy belle asked

"Fine it's... Rat-a-loo... BUT I AM  NOT A RAT!" Rat-a-loo clarified giving elsa a dark glance.

" I think that name is lovely" elsa said with a smile." What brings you three to my attic?






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