Musophobia
King Yuri couldn't believe what he was seeing! Wolfram had apparently sent Greta inside to show Conrad something, and he'd been on his way to remind her remind her to wash up for dinner when he'd heard the commotion coming from Conrart's office three halls down. Conrad's voice pitched to rival Günter's held a note of manic terror when Yuri finally reached his office. He'd yanked open the door only to have a small gray mouse scurry over his boot and down the hallway. Glancing in he'd been truly confounded, he sought out Greta, trying valiantly to suppress his laughter.
"So," he asked casually, "what have we learned?"
"Uncle Conrad's afraid of mice, and papa Wolfram's mean." She replied.
Conrart shifted slightly, "I'm going to kill him!" he growled menacingly.
Yozak snorted, "That would require your getting off your desk."
Conrad had the grace to blush "Shut up Yozak!"
Musophobia (the fear of mice)
A.N. so the feline challenged me to keep this at a drabble but said it could be a drabble and a half since the former is impossible given my writing style. so here it is please review. this fic was born when someone mentioned stupid fears like the fear of cardboard. (i'm not kidding) review please.
