Just a short story inspired by Mort's lines in the song "Drop some acorns". Nothing more or less.
I Write About Anger
Mort was over in a corner by himself with a notepad and a crayon. He wasn't allowed to use pencils; they were considered "too sharp" for him. But he was fine using a crayon. They came in many colors, and right now Mort was using red. Red was an angry color, and that was what he was writing about. Anger. Mort had a tendency to talk when he wrote, so what he was writing really wasn't all that secret.
"Mort is writing about anger. These are all the things that make Mort angry. I shall list them in no particular order.
One: I don't get to hug King Julien's feet.
Two: I don't get to eat as many mangoes as I want.
Three: The brainy penguin won't let me play in his special room that has all the neat things.
Four: The bossy penguin keeps kicking me out of their secret home.
Five: ...Um..."
Before Mort could figure out what to write next, King Julien came up to him. He noticed that he was writing something, but really didn't pay attention to the words. Which was lucky for Mort.
"Mort! You lazy! You are supposed to be serving the king his smoothies with the teeny umbrellas and twisty straws. Stop whatever uninteresting thing that you are doing and tend to me!"
And with that, Julien snatched up Mort's anger list and crinkled it up into a ball which he promptly threw away. The mouse lemur stood there a moment in shock at what had just happened. Mort then clinched his little fists and muttered to himself one thing.
"I think I found my number five!"
Then he left to do his kings bidding.
A little OOC, but meh. Please review or you'll end up as number six on Mort's anger list.