Veruca picked up the tape recorder and placed it carefully into the slide. At first, she had trouble getting it in. Veruca didn't want to accidentally drop her flashlight, that would make too much noise. It would wake her parents !
She finally got the recorder in. The big brown Tattletail was spinning its head around, as noise begins to play a bit,
"The children thought Mama would never find them as long as she couldn't see them...", she began.
Veruca was silent,for a moment.
"Okay she's telling a story, now what?",she thought to herself.
She sat down to listen to the story.
"But Mama could still hear the children. The pitter,patter of their little feet led Mama right to them.",continued Mama Tattletail.
Veruca, at first, thought the beginning of the story was kinda cute. Something seemed a bit odd as Mama Tattletail continued to tell the story,
"Then Mama found the children, every LAST one, and, put them right back to bed", finished Mama Tattletail.
Veruca's eyes widened. The beginning was cute, but the ending and the tone of Mama's voice on how she ended it was, harsh for some reason.
Veruca's attention quickly to the noise upstairs. Everyone heard glass shattering, then giggling. Veruca started to sweat. She could recognize that giggling anywhere.
Its Tattletail!
She got up to check it out.
Mama Tattletail was by herself when Veruca left.
Mama Tattletail's eyes turned from the brownish eyes she usually had- to somewhat red...