Hand in Hand (Annabelle Mightypoohead fic)
What immediately catches your eye is your mousey... well, jumping mouse wife, hunched over the sink attempting to clean the dishes.
Jumping Mouse, Part 1
"try jumping mouse." "gotta be a story behind that one." she typed it in almost faster than the screen could refresh itself. the list vanished entirely. "no hits."
Jumping Mouse, Part 3
To see the far-off land, jumping mouse kept hope alive in himself." wally smiled at me. "the fat mouse that jumping mouse found first... that was me. complacent, no hope, no dream.
Of Mice: Forager's Find
Deep within dug out caverns and tunnels made hospitable were rodent like men and women of all sizes, all working towards mutual survival. A small gathering of cloaked mice and rats equipped with crossbows and belts full of pouches and bags...
Jumping Mouse, Part 2
"what's the story behind jumping mouse?" the man on the other end of the call chuckled softly. "i'd bollix it up; you'd be better off finding the full text online.
Magnetism, Maybe
The western jumping mouse padded slowly, looking around, sniffing the air. she was a very distinct mouse. her fur was brown-yellow on her sides, with a dark band down her back. her belly-fur was white, tinged yellow in spots.
Doxology
"there's more to enjoying nature than having sex in it," the jumping mouse said, with somewhat of a frown. she rolled her eyes. her whiskers twitched. "maybe. but it helps, doesn't it?" another grin, and a chuckle.
To Touch and Know
Mm ... " the western jumping mouse gave him a lookover. "you're more striking than a femme snow rabbit," he assured, before she could fully answer. "am i ... " she smiled. she didn't look like your typical mouse.
Full Upright Position
Please ... " the western jumping mouse was doing just that. giving him her best. and in such delicate, careful ways, knowing the field mouse had his limits. a very-distracted squeak.
We Delight
The western jumping mouse grinned at him. "mm. a sight for sore eyes ... " a giggle-squeak. he flushed at this, his ears going rosy-pink. "turn around. turn," she said, moving her paw in a 'rotating' gesture.
Room For More
The western jumping mouse was on her back, now. on bottom. legs being pushed apart. her tail went about like a downed electric line. the mouse, atop her, had slid down, down.
Fox Tale
This year's contest so far brought out a lot of talent and in a few days we will be announcing the winners of the high jump, mouse hunt, swimming, and burrow making." everyone cheers and the elder raises a paw to call for silence again.