It had been 10 years since Manky Mice had decided to take a vacation and left this world as we know it, or so it is to assume. Instead, Manky Mice probably just felt like hangin out on the beach or something to work on his tan. You see, Manky mice's skin was getting a bit pale working so hard on being god and all. However, this mice's activity had been a mystery to the world of those who care, as he hadn't been posting his vacay pics on either instagram or snapchat, which concerned his 23 followers.
Since Manky Mice had been gone, the world descended into chaos. Violence reigned, but this time it was worse since Manky Mice wasn't doing it. Somewhere, someone even said "when will Manky Mice come back." but im not exactly sure who said that. As the streets rained fire, people turned to other means to live their lives. Gang life ruled as the safest occupation, and also selling their bodies like meat, for consumption or otherwise. In this new world order, only the strong prevailed, with the weak as their slaves, instead of Manky making everyone his slaves instead.
But Manky Mice had deliberately left a clue to his whereabouts by accident, and the person who found it was none other than the former Girly Mice, Manky's genetically altered daughter. Of course, Girly Mice was no longer a girl legally, so she changed her name to Womanly Mice to seem more adult and to get less creepy stares.
One day, Womanly Mice was cleaning Manky's house, as she was instructed to by Manky himself. As she was cleaning his bed, she couldn't help but peek a little under the sheets, so that she was sure it was clean, but what she found shocked her.
"A map?" she said, picking up the soggy, 10 years old and never been touched before map.
Indeed it was a map leading to the secret spot that Manky had been for the last 10 years. Womanly Mice was also happy, not because she could find her not-related-by-blood father once more, but because she was sick of doing his dirty laundry every week. So she flew off from Manky's house to follow the secret map.
The map led to the fashionable and beach-filled planet of Miami, Florida. But the planet was basically an entire beach (perfect for a beach episode in some generic anime), so it would be a big task to find the relatively small Mice on such a big planet.
Womanly Mice searched the place in painstaking detail. The planet was trashed and there was garbage everywhere, so it took a long to to clean that up too, as picking up garbage was being a good citizen and good for the environment. But the conclusion was not a good one, as the planet that Manky Mice was supposedly on turned out to be a lie, and Manky was nowhere to be seen, at least by Womanly Mice. It was a huge disappointment, but it didn't really matter that much since Womanly Mice was not personally affect by Manky's disappearance, unlike the many abused and affected peons that I mentioned earlier.
However, Womanly Mice still had more to do today as she took out her to-do list and read through it carefully. The next thing to do on her list was to go shopping at Walmart because she needed food and clothes. Even though she technically didn't need food to survive, being a half-god anthropomorphic human female Mice, and she also had far too many clothes, she decided it was in good social order to buy these things so as not to seem suspicious or unnatural.
The Walmart at this time of day was quite busy and it was quite a hassle to find things in such a crowded store, but the mission was successful either way. After her shopping expedition she piled her excessive store bought items on the conveyor like a sad obese child on a broken rollercoaster.
"Did you find everything you were looking for today?" said the handsome cashier.
Womanly Mice debated telling him about the fact that she couldn't find the hyper turbo fresh mint gum that she loved so much, almost to a dangerous degree, and upon finding this out she nearly died of a heart attack, but decided against this as not to seem rude.
"yes of course" she said instead.
The cashier finished scanning all of her items, but had another nefarious plan after this.
"Would you mind filling out a customer survey today on how we did?" asked the cashier with strange confidence.
"Ok, sure" said Womanly Mice, thinking she had nothing to lose.
"Ok, first I'll need your name. Girly Mice, I presume... or do you go by a different name now? Perhaps... Miceula?" said the cashier.
How did he know my former name? Thought Womanly Mice to herself. She couldn't believe the accuracy and confidence in his way of speech, even though he was wrong about her true name... or was he? Miceula looked at the cashier a little closer and made a shocking discovery.
"Manky Mice, is that you?" said Miceula to her god.
Before her stood the one and only Manky Mice, before the counter that is. It took and embarrassingly long amount of time for Miceula to notice that Manky Mice had in fact been working at this specific Walmart the entire time. However, Manky Mice wanted it to be like this, so he didn't really mind or anything.
"Yeah, its me, what of it? Were you looking for me despite my instructions for you?" said Manky Mice
"What? You never told me not to look for you. You just ran off without me so you could abandon me like my last father." said Miceula
But Manky Mice couldn't afford to be wrong in this situation, so he retroactively made it so that he did give those instructions to Miceula and she just never noticed.
"regardless, why are you here, working at Walmart of all places?" questioned Miceula unwarrentedly to Manky Mice
"For you to ask such a question as this, you really want to hear my tragic, 10 year long back story, don't you?" said Manky Mice. But Manky Mice already knew that Miceula wanted to hear the backstory of her God, so he decided to tell it anyways.
Beginning of Flashback
It was on that fateful day 10 years ago when Manky Mice ran away from all my obligations and took a vacation because he felt like it. Life was peaceful then, on that beach house Manky Mice and his dog pluto would spend the days relaxing and sipping some pina colada. Mixing and drinking was Manky Mice's life back in the days.
One day, while walking down the streets, Manky Mice would find something that would change his life forever, or at least occupy his interest for the next 10 minutes. It was a blender, but no ordinary blender, instead it was a super epic and hype blender that could mix the best pina coladas in the universe.
Upon seeing this magical item, he knew he must have it at any cost. So he barged in the door and held the shopkeeper at gunpoint to ask him this question.
"Please, whatever you do, don't kill me! Just take what you want." said the shopkeeper stupidly, as he should've known that Manky Mice didn't want to kill him and was justified in this action.
"what?! Stop asking stupid questions like that garbage, if I wanted you dead, then you would be dead now! To give you an example of a good question, I will ask one to you now... how much is that fantastic blender?" said Manky Mice
"Oh, that blender is $200." said the shopkeeper
This shocked Manky Mice. $200 was far to much for such an action god like himself, and Manky Mice was a cheap man.
Manky Mice tossed and turned in his sleep that night, his mind was not right. He could not stop thinking about that blender he wanted so dearly. But what could he do to get enough money to buy that blender.
The next morning, Manky Mice woke up, tired and unsatisfied. His mind could not drift from the object of his dreams, especially in comparison to the inferior blender he forced himself to use to remind him of how much better he could be having it.
Suddenly he was greeted by his dog, his loving dog pluto. But just the sight of him sent a very dark image in his brain. He couldn't possibly... could he?
But he did, he sold his dearly beloved dog pluto, and later that fantastic blender was his to behold.
End of Flashback
The story was so sad that everyone in the Walmart began crying uncontrollably. Miceula too began to cry and lament the tragedy of her god and savior Manky Mice.
"Wow, I never knew you'd make such a sacrifice, selling your dog for a clearly justified and reasonable purpose." said Miceula.
"What? Did you even listen to that flashback. I didn't sell pluto for the blender, I did it to pay off my years of gambling debt." said Manky Mice
"Then how'd you get the blender, weren't you short on cash?" asked Miceula
"I stole it of course. I got the great idea from the one time I held that shopkeeper at gunpoint." said Manky Mice.
Wanting to get on with his stupid story, Manky Mice began to try and proceed the plot, but Miceula only argered him further.
"Wait, what does this have anything to do with you working at Walmart?" asked Miceula for the final time
"Why am I working at Walmart? I'm god, I can do whatever I want. I work here because I feel like it." said Manky Mice, really flaring up his importance in his decision making. Manky Mice didn't care if his backstory was badly told and full of plot holes, people liked it and he made them like it.
But as for Miceula, Manky Mice had grown upset with her treason and decided to banish her to work at Walmart for all of eternity, a horrible fate only known by sad 40 year olds.
"darn it, can I at least be a secondary character from now on?" said Miceula
"Giiiiiiiirl, you wish! You are a third-rate character at best now, unless I decide to go to Walmart because they payed me to." said Manky Mice
Then Manky Mice walked out of the Walmart like a total gangster, and went about his daily life like normal. In Manky Mice's (correct) opinion, vacationing was nice, but there was nothing better than living an ordinary and productive life. That's the moral for today's story, now go to bed children...
The End
