House Of Mouse Pete Novels & Stories

His head was the size of a damn truck wheel, or something to that magnitude and his teeth were long and angry but he never bared them to me. No wonder people ran when they saw me walking on the side walk and no wonder my tiny car whined and shrunk to the ground whenever Romeo got into it. He was about the size of grizzly bear, maybe even a bit bigger, "I've got to find out what you are, Romeo," I said to him, his yellow eyes not straying from mine, "maybe even take you to your home. I don't think you're meant to be a pet, or if you are, then I should at least know what you really are."

His mind wet wild. He ate the pellets then approached the dog in the crate. “Wait, aren’t you -” “Yes, I am Pete, Chunky, the Chow Chow is my mother.” He said before Polly could finish his sentence. “And you are Polly, right?” “You remember me?… I never knew you know my name.” “I knew it was you ‘cause I notice that leg.” Pete pointing to Polly’s left leg with his snout. “Do you, ahhhm… do you…” Polly couldn’t contain his excitement. He had so many questions in his mind that he did not know which one to ask first.

As for 'Pete's Pet Rescue' it's the closest pet store we can get to by foot. Pete Avery the store owner opens the door for us. A motion sensory signals for the bell to go off, as we enter the store. Pete has been smoking on his break again. I can see the ashes resting in his salt and pepper-looking pirate beard. I am pretty sure he was a pirate in his past life, no one can convince me otherwise. "What pet would you like to buy today," Pete asks as his nostril flare? He isn't a nice man, which supports my animal mistreatment theory.

ADAMS POV: “Please”her small body trembling against my hold. I've never seen anything or anyone more beautiful as my pet.Tears begin to feel her eyes,they're gorgeous. “You should have known the consequences before embarking on your stupid plan”I moved my hand around her neck, restricting air. I roughly released her neck. “I..I..I am sorry..”she stuttered. Mustering all the energy she could,Lisa pushed me and tried to run to the door.

Not anymore. A small, gray mouse crouched in the corner of the room. Its fur was matted, eyes dark and fearful. Reggie grabbed an old shoebox to sweep it into. Family photos tumbled out and wisped onto the carpet. She studied those faces for a beat and then stepped over them. Her giant shadow fell across the mouse.

I sat her in the back and made Adam sit in the back to keep an eye on her through the drive back home. We took her to our home, we made it home, I parked the car in the garage and got out, Adam picked her up and took her out of the car, we got inside the house and shared a look. Someone needs to wash her, Adam was a master pet, Mouse is a dom, and I'm a daddy, all of us know what our classification is. "I think Rocco should do it" Mouse says, I look at him with a glare, why me? "You're the daddy between us, you're used to washing littles" he says, I washed littles before, I had few before, but none of them worked for me, if she's Mia, she's our sister.

Elle said and Kyle came out of the kitchen and walked towards Elle. "What's the problem?" He asked "She has a nose bleed" Elle said "My Pet?" Kyle said as he turned to Eva and Elle nodded "I'm not your pet Kyle" Eva said and Kyle smiled "Okk..Since you are not my pet, stop your nose bleed yourself" He said about to walk back to the kitchen when Eva said "Fine, fine, fine. I'm your Pet" Kyle had a small smile on his face when he heard her and said "Not convincing enough". Eva sighed and said in a playful voice "I'm your Pet. Your one and only Pet". Kyle smirked and walked towards her and held her hand as he went to where he kept the first aid.

Andy turned and nudged Oliver, who nudged Ashton, who shook his head and tapped me on the arm. “Mason, your pet’s talking to you." he remarked. I turned to look for her. I smiled a little, spotting her as she walked over. She had her rolled-up sleeping bag in her arms and wearing probably the least feminine outfit she could put together from my sister’s clothes. “Ain't his pet Ashton. So I suggest ya stop calling me that." Adder glared at Ashton walking up to me.

“Weak. Helpless. Pathetic.” He coughed again, desperate, but defiant. “Go ahead, Vincenzo. Kill me. You know I won’t beg.” “Oh, you’ll beg,” I whispered, letting the poker hover near his face. “But I’m in no hurry. I like to take my time.” “No! I can’t watch this! No! I’m getting out of here!” Little Mouse screamed, her eyes wide with fear. I turned to her, feeling a twisted excitement. “You don’t have a choice,” I said coldly. Venom stepped in, holding her tightly but gently, as if he knew I would lose my temper if he didn’t.

As the tears continued to fall, I fell asleep grabbing my ribs in pain. It felt like I was only asleep for a few minutes when a squeaking noise woke me up. I looked around and found a mouse in a sitting up position staring at me from the floor. I looked at it with curiosity and reached my hand with the cast on it and the mouse sniffed my bare fingers, then jumped up on my hand. I smiled and mumbled, “Looks like I have a pet. Little pet, would you help me when she comes down to beat me?” I smiled at it, petting it with my good hand. I was surprised that it hadn’t run from me and it was letting me touch it. I smiled, “You are so cute.”