A walk at Downtown Disney was nice though. Kate may like that better, so Sarah gave a call to her house. But no one picked up.
Well... after a couple tries, she decided to tell Kate later, since it was already getting dark. It had been quite a long day.
Sarah hung around her room as she was reading through a bibliography she found awhile ago. This was to work good as her main source... But where was she to start? She was able to smell the dinner her father had promised. It was very distracting.
He was able to sleep from his troubled run just for a small while. He though was not keen to running quick on all fours, but it made a difference although he couldn't help doing it. For a moment, his mind was on food but then he tried to focus on finding away to speak to the human child. Most of this was so confusing to him. But the fear he bore was enough to help him keep a straight head. There were millions under threat at this very moment and he had get back as soon as possible. He also did not want to cause a stir either and be a victim to poison or a snapping trap. Or a cat, for that matter...But the tiny mouse was outward in the hallway enough to see the girl in her room, with the door wide open. He had to find away. To sneak in. He heard the door of the refrigerator open and slam shut down the hall and the sound of typing ahead of him. Bravely, he began to scurry his way, as briskly as he could.
Sarah was drawn in to what she was doing. Even so that she did not notice the small dark colored field mouse entering into her bedroom. Quickly, he went by the sliding glass mirror...which opened to a closet. He was feeling shaky. But what scared him right on was a set of plushies. One of himself, he remembered and several of those who knew him. His friends and fellows. Allies. His bright yet beady eyes widened at the dolls and decided to hide among them. He felt homesick. Seeing these dolls made his heart run. When he hid behind them, he went to hide behind the dresser.
Sarah felt a little better that she managed a paragraph of sorts... She would edit it later. But she managed to find a piece of Walt's own childhood...of the rough job he and his brother delivering papers to houses, each morning and night...through the snow... She never knew that until she read this one bibliography. His father Elias was quite unfair to his two sons, in that regard. Interesting to know. She was going to read some more until her Mickey Mouse plush had fallen down on its side. She heard a soft plop and turned, not thinking much of it... Until she went to pick it up. A dark mouse scurried out from under it!
"Ick!" she shrieked, not expecting this at all and she dropped the doll.
Oh no! Please!This mouse tried to run, but the carpet made it hard for him. Johnathon heard her yell out and as he came to see, there was a small mouse scurrying fast into the bathroom.
"Another?" he sighed. He thought they took care of the pests.
Sarah sure was startled, but it was only a mouse... She walked in behind as he tried to locate it.
"Where did it come from?" he asked.
"From behind my dolls... I think it's just scared..."
"It may have been digging in the walls. We need to find it. Can't stand mice."
He managed to hide behind the towel basket. He was frightened. They were to try and catch him, perhaps kill him. Oh why, oh why did he hide behind the toy? He should have stayed behind the dresser. He did not think straight in this form... He saw a small hole in the wall, not too far up. He tried to jump to it before the basket was moved. Oh no! Seeing the man, he dashed to the corner and tried to stay far away... He was frozen."There it is! Quick, get me the box."
Sarah looked at the helpless rodent, finding it not gross but cute. It looked so scared. But she brought her father something to trap it in. He was now trapped, with a bin atop of him... He tried to dig out."I wish we had more of that poison..."
"... but... you're...you're not going to kill it, are you?"
"Not at this rate. It's just one. Hang on, I'll be right back."
At the moment, when he had gone to retrieve something, Sarah stayed with the bin watching the mouse run around aimlessly, trying to climb, but no avail. Soon enough, the little mouse went to the corner and curled against it, its breath fast and uneven. Usually, when Dad would just manage with the exterminators...she did not care much about mice. But this one. Why did she feel so bad? It was just a mouse. Curious, she reached into the bin...in hopes that it was tame. She wanted to comfort it. Hopefully, she would be allowed to set him free. To her surprise, the cornered mouse looked at her hand...its whiskered, tiny little nose softly smelling her finger.
He was terrified. They were going to kill him. The reason why he was cursed was for this to happen. He was in despair before the girl softly began to stroke his nose, his ears and his back... His shaking slowed and he closed his eyes...in terror, but the strokes were gentle. "Please... p-p-please... don't kill me... I-I... I only wish to speak with you... Please... don't. I am afraid... I am lost. Do not kill me... They need me... I need your help."
"Hun, stop! It might be full of disease." he warned and she stopped. "Wash your hands, now!"
"O-okay, okay. I'm sorry! I was just... it's... can I keep it?"
"Keep it? No. I just checked in with the exterminator. We can't have another infestation."
The mouse curled even more...terrified. Something was put into the bin with him. It was a butter cracker...but it had poison laced all over it.
"Jackie, come on. Leave it alone. It's too risky."
"...you're gonna kill it?"
He saw the food across from him. It smelled so good..."Hun, it's just in case, okay? I'm sorry. If it made a nest, we need to be sure. It's just a mouse. We can buy you one of your own."
Sarah was frustrated. She did not know why, but she felt for this one creature. Something about it drew her close. It was later after dinner when she came, hoping it didn't eat the poisoned cracker... She turned the light on and looked in. It was still in a ball and it did not move. The cracker...was untouched. She sighed in relief and knelt over it, giving it something else to eat. Some cheddar. It moved, smelling the cheese and began to nibble and take it in its paws. Something about it looked sad. It didn't act like how a mouse would... It didn't scurry as much, it didn't make noise. It didn't fall for the poison. And it didn't bite.
"Thank you... Oh gosh... Oh thank you..." he praised, wanting to cry...wanting to thank her... for being so merciful. She could tell he wasn't ordinary.
She had to do something before her father would come to check. Quietly, she picked the bin up and took it to her room.
You are not going to kill me? What you gave me, it wasn't poisoned... Thank you! Thank you so much... Oh, hotdog! I need to thank you. I need your help... Yen Sid... please, you know where I am... please...
The mouse ran around more, she could hear. She opened her closet to check on it. It was looking up at her, its front paws on the wall of bin as it stood up. She reached and softly stroked along its back.
"...that was close, huh? I'm sorry... but it's so weird." she thought out loud. "... what is so special about a mouse?" she asked before something sparked in her mind. This was weird. About her Disney research during the last few days...and now she wanted to care for an actual mouse. Was she getting obsessed? She shook her head.
"...okay then."
It was getting late again after all.
"Jackie?"
She jumped and shut her closet. He was right at her door, but he didn't see the bin.
"...where is it?"
She bit her lip. "...um..."
"Jackie..."
"I let it go."
"What? Sarah!"
"I-I'm sorry, I... I let it go far away..."
"When?"
"...when you were cooking dinner, I... I walked down-"
"You know the problems we had with mice before."
"I know, daddy... I-I'm sorry."
He rubbed his temples.
"Okay, where's the bin?"
She felt nervous.
"Um... I-I have it." she admitted.
He went into her room much to her dismay, looking for it. He discovered it in the closet. Sarah was scared for a second when she realized, the mouse was gone! She did not say anything.
"All right. The exterminator is coming to check tomorrow. Let's hope we don't have to bear with it again."
She smiled sheepishly, feeling guilty. She was worried though. Where did it go off to? But when he left, she shut her door, sighing before she began to search through her closet. It managed to climb out of the bin. A jump was possible. She moved her shoes and searched the carpet before two small lights glimmered at her in the corner. She smiled a little.
"...don't scare me like that." she admitted, reaching for it. It allowed her to pick it up.
The creature felt comfortable in her hand and she thought about it. This was a mouse! A freaking mouse she was worrying about. Why? She felt the need to help it. Well... it needed a place to stay. She found another box for it and placed a wash towel in it and went to the kitchen, acting like she was getting a snack and brought for food for it and water. She settled the box deep in her closet.
She went to bed, hoping to comfort Kate the next day... and the night seemed to go on as normal. It would have been normal when her laptop had not have... turned on, seemingly on its own.
He managed to wedge through the hole on the side of the shoebox she provided... He was aware of what was happening and he saw that the laptop was mysteriously turning on. He had to see because a strong ally had promised to always be able to help him. It was just difficult for the modern world was entirely different from theirs.Sarah was awoken by the hum of her computer and starting up sound, which scared her.
"...what the...?" she grouchily stammered before getting up.
Instead of her usual desktop though... the browser was up. On the YouTube channel, played Walt Disney's World of Color... one of the episodes... Sarah was confused... she did not leave it on YouTube, on a video. She tried quitting it... but when she was about to shut it down, the browser popped up again, on that same video where it left off. Walt and the Mickey Mouse club, the Magic Mirror... the theme park and Tinkerbell. She tried to quit. It didn't respond. She shut the volume off, not to wake up her father but, what was this? A bug?