DANGER MOUSE:
FOLLOW YOU, FOLLOW ME
WRITTEN BY ZARIUS
Disclaimer: Danger mouse (2015) and all trademarked characters are property of Fremantle Media and CBBC
Penfold was all a flutter as he pondered the mystery staring back at him on his blog.
Who was his one follower?
Why were they so interested in what he had to say?
Could it be the Chief?
Danger Mouse was, as always, a sturdy rock, and not even the intrusive effects of a ray that infected them with blunt rudeness could do anything to derail their friendship, so what was stopping him from giving him unconditional support online?
Could it have been the Colnel? All those weeks of not quite getting his name right...perhaps it had been a ruse? Maybe he had been keeping tabs on him the whole time in secret and compiling notes on how effective he'd been in the field lately?
Penfold entertained this idea heavily. He had his sights set on a promotion of some sort. Maybe now that the Colonel had again dipped his toes into the lake of fire and threw himself into a most hazardous duty for his Queen's country, it meant he had gained a fresh perspective on the best his field agents had to offer.
Penfold decided to blog about this also.
As soon as he entered his thoughts into the blog, he constantly hit refresh and stayed up well into the calm and uninviting hours beyond midnight hoping for a 'like', and, perhaps, a comment.
When he realized what time it was, he sighed, put down his touch pad, changed into his comfortable and cusy Giraffe Warriors Onesie, and slipped off to bed.
When he woke up the next morning, he realized he hadn't switched off the touch pad, and swiftly looked at his blog once again.
Christmas had come.
There was a like again.
More importantly, a message.
My dear Pen Pal...these are great thoughts to have. Always keep reaching for that brass ring
Penfold beamed from ear to ear, and commented back
Ta for the like and comment, whoever you are, you've earned a top smilie
Elsewhere in the mailbox headquarters, deep within the agencies' top crime lab, the delicate fingers of Professor Sqauwkencluck danced around a keyboard as she typed in a further response. Illuminating the screen was Penfold's blog.
She permitted herself a sly giggle, and left him with this passing remark
Keep that smile...it's worth my while ^_^