by Ms. C. Mouse (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/69624.html) Life sucks, thought Haru, as he stepped off the bus and nearly slipped on a patch of ice. He hated his commute from Sapporo to the countryside, but even more so on miserable winter days like this. The bus rumbled away, leaving Haru unprotected from a fierce blast of […]
Tag Archives: Ms. C. Mouse
6
Aug
Luck Of The Draw
by Ms. C. Mouse (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/54005.html) The click of plastic hangers bumping against each other was the sound of seconds ticking away. Feeling dizzy from too many choices, Kenji scowled at the maid costume before him. After rejecting it, he shoved it aside. Click. This one was too girly. Click. This one had too much […]
21
Dec
A Cold Winter Night
by Ms. C. Mouse (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/32260.html) “Jump! Jump! Now go to the left.” Henry gritted his teeth. “Shut up. I know what to do.” “Watch out. No, use the sword. Hurry! Ah, you’re dead.” Henry threw down the controller as his cousin Bret pushed him out of the way. “My turn,” Bret chortled. Henry thought […]
8
Aug
Saving Grace
by Ms. C. Mouse (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/22671.html) Gracie cried out as she woke up. The sensation of falling sent adrenaline pumping through her system. Her hands groped for anything solid. Her legs stiffened. A few seconds passed before her addled brain accepted the fact that the mattress under her wasn’t actually moving and allowed her fingers […]
7
Jul
In A Cat’s Eyes
by Ms. C. Mouse (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/17476.html) In a cat’s eyes, all things belong to cats. – English Proverb Bobby checked his watch again. Damn it, why couldn’t the last fifteen minutes of his shift pass by at a decent pace like the rest of the day? Tired of the long hours of catering to customers, […]
5
May
Temptation
by Ms. C. Mouse (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/14526.html) I knocked on the front door and waited for Kevin to answer. While I waited, I shifted the six-pack of beer to my right hand to balance out the weight of the small pack hanging on my left shoulder. The beer was my peace offering to Kevin. I was […]
14
Feb
Just A Tuesday Afternoon
by Ms. C. Mouse (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/13053.html) Eric wasn’t surprised to find the front door ajar and the key in the lock when he returned home from school. His brother Jon was such an airhead. The kid was in 8th grade now, but he couldn’t scrape together enough common sense to take care of himself. Obnoxiously […]
