Independence Day

Photo by: Kecia Sparlin

Sammy was a young mouse, clever in some ways, naive in others. He liked to read the books he found in human debris, and he loved to cook. Sammy cooked extraordinarily well.

George the snake was getting old and tired. When he stumbled across Sammy the Naive but Talented, he quickly hatched a plan. “You make my food, Sammy,” he warned. “Or you’ll be my food!”

Sammy was terrified, and he believed he could never escape the menacing snake. So Sammy got cooking. He made Beetle Pie, Lizard Kiev, and Slug Pate. Sammy enjoyed the cooking. Still, he longed for his independence.

One day he found a huge box of curious tubes. They tasted peppery, but attempts to grill them over a fire proved disastrous. After a little reading, he realized what they were.

Sammy smiled.

“George!” called Sammy, carrying along a Roach Cupcake. “Time to celebrate!”

“It is?” George swallowed the cupcake, sparkling tubes and all. “What are we celebrating?”

As the fireworks began exploding within the snake, Sammy said, “My Independence Day!”
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Happy Fourth of July!

Written for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2017/07/03/fffaw-challenge-week-of-july-4-2017-2/