Mouse Puns Novels & Stories

I facepalm internally. “I’m sorry, I just… I… Can I leave? I’ll come another time to— I’ll go get new ones…” I stammer. “No. Clean up this mess immediately.” “But sir—“ “What have I told you about buts, Minnie Mouse?” Ah yes, the only form of humor Scott has is calling me that nickname. Other than that, he is as cold as ice and very inconsiderate. “I’ll clean it right away.” Minutes later, I'm cleaning up his office while he and this woman switch positions every five minutes.

he murmured as he coughed. “What!?” Justin flared. “Did I hear you say idiot? Who? Me? Oh, let me say it. You are referring to yourself, right?!” “Oh, baby, make me forget all my sadness even for tonight….” Mike playfully gave Justin a puppy-eyed look before he burst into guffaws and almost split his guts in a peal of boisterous laughter.

Fish alone is a heavenly taste but this! " Oh! Slow down cheetah! There are tons more no need to wolf down like a starving cat." How can I? When I am one! Wait a minute. .. these are strangely detailed puns. ... I turn to look at him about to ask about it but then he passes me another and my body wolfed it down automatically. " That good huh?" I nodded my head not bothering to stop eating to reply to him. I then feel his hand patting my head like a kid.

Making it to our apartment and bedroom before the boys even knew what hit them yet they continued to taunt us over the link. ‘Oh my, I do love the hunt’ Cain said. ‘Little wolves, little wolves, where are you?’ Abel said. ‘We are so in trouble when they find us.’ Reign linked giggling in my head. ‘Oh but the punn..nish..’ I stuttered as the room began to spin in circles before going completely dark. Reign

Andrew asked, evidently no longer interested in the facts about the weather. “Hm, let me think.” I began as I tried to produce something about animals. “Okay, how about this? Do you remember the animal that you messed with when you were younger? The one that poked you with a bunch of needles?” “You mean a porcupine?” Andrew asked, clearly invested now. “That is right. Well, they can float.” I made a funny face in an attempt to get him to smile. “I already knew that.” He rolled his eyes, not impressed one bit with my attempt.

he stammered. I laughed. Of course not. He can remain nameless if he likes. I’ll give him a name. “Fine. Have it your way. I’ll just give you a name. I know Mickey Mouse. You have a squeaky voice, and I’m going to crush you like a mouse under my boot.” I taunted him. “M-I-C. See you real soon. K-E-Y. Why? Because I’ll kill you. M-O-U-S-E.” I sang while laughing.

Parker exclaimed. “What about a nice mop, so we can always keep the house clean?” Jane joked. “Mommy that’s cwazy!” Ryder objected, “Mops aren’ fun.” “Yeah, bunnies are fun.” Riley remarked pointedly. “Alright, alright. I’ll think about it.” Jane agreed with a grin, “Now pay attention to your marshmallows or they’ll burn.”

I said into the link, rolling my eyes. Maureen laughed, making everyone turn to her, but she quickly apologized as she pointed to me and then to her head to indicate that we were mind-linking. “Dominus enjoys the drama. You should be happy for your friend,” Maureen said into the link chuckling. “You sound so sexy when you chuckle like that,” I said trying to make her mood lighter. “No. Lucia said it makes me sound like a dying mouse,” Maureen said. “Has she ever seen a dying mouse? So dramatic,” I said.

Life’s so unfair, man. “What does a spoon matter when we’re literally stuck in the middle of the woods with invisible monsters, shady, bad men and whatever else creeps around here? Can you please, for once, use your brain and kick some sense in the gear?” He whisper-hisses, so red in the face, he reminds me of a tomato. “You could join a casting for vegetable commercials looking like this,” I remark and laugh at the brilliant joke my brain just reacted. Shit, am I not the funniest guy out there? Look at me - sense of humor, looks, body and an impressive spoon collection, I have it all, damn it. No wonder my little vixen couldn’t deny me.

“What’s the point, Polly? I am tied to a chain. I won’t be able to reach them. They will just laugh at me. Besides, They’ve become my friends also. Like that huge one that just passed by, that’s Mickey.” “Mickey Mouse?” “Haha, yes! You don’t need to go to Disneyland to see him!… Come to think of it, you and Mickey are just about the same size!” Polly turned his head away and pretended to be hurt. “I’m just kidding, Polly. I’m sorry!” Polly turned to Pilita smiling. “I was just kidding, too. I knew you are just teasing me!” “Right!”