The Sacred Slab Cheddar (standard:adventure, 833 words)
Author: Anya Lane	Added: Jan 31 2003	Views/Reads: 3464/2275	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Two mice become bored in their small town. Arthur gets dared by his friend Tibbs to steal the Sacred Slab of Cheddar. What Arthur doesn't know is that the cheese controls the borders of the Mississippi River.

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“Th.. Ti ..” 

“Spit it out Tibbs.” 

Tibbs couldn't form the words so he grabbed Arthur's chin and turned in
the direction of Rat City. “Oh my God!” Arthur yelled as he looked at a 
huge title wave heading for their home. Suddenly a bright light pierced 
through the dark. 

“Hand over the Sacred slab of Cheddar and no one will get hurt.” A loud
voice boomed into a megaphone. 

“Cops? I didn't think it would be that serious! I mean I know that the
Slab of Cheddar controls the borders of the Mississippi but . . .” 

“You knew what?” Arthur shouted with fury. 

“See you later.” With that Tibbs bounded away but before he got far an
owl swooped down and scooped him up in its beak. 

Police began to march toward him. “Hup Hup Hup Hup.” And he could here
his mother wailing. “Oh Fredrick what could have possibly come over him 
that he would do such a thing?” 

“It's all right Abigail.” 

“He could have died. He could have been killed.” 

“He could have been killed? We could have been killed” His father stated
in astonishment. 

“We all could have been killed but that isn't important all that matters
is my baby!” 

“Wake up and smell the cheese!” 

“NO! No more cheese! We will eat no more cheese from now on we stick to
carrot sticks and celery stalks no more cheese for this family.” Little 
did she know that the celery stick the would find controlled the 
Pacific Ocean . . . but that's a diffrent story. 

And so Arthur dropped the cheese, they read him his rights, and the
floodwaters retuned to the banks of the mighty Mississippi. 


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