Cheese sat alone on the small wooden plank that was located in a corner. Being bait was a dangerous job, but it was thrilling to see your natural enemy d1e in front of you. The bar sat above, waiting to kill. Mouse crept up, silently running towards the scared piece of cheese. But Mouse has learned, and instead of running to the cheese head-on, it came from behind and grabbed a fork that had fallen onto the ground. With a poke of the fork, the metal bar swung shut, leaving the cheese unprotected. Mouse licked its lips and devoured the cheese in five bites, because it was a rather big bit of cheese. But after the fifth bite, Mouse started to feel sick, and after a minute, Mouse dropped down beside the trap, d34d. The cheese, filled with poison, has won. And we will all d1e from the power of cheese. THE END
Completely by me … For @LunaTheBookWitch ‘s competition
