Once upon a time there was a little rat called Cinderella's rat. This rat, as his name would suggest, was Cinderella's pet rat. So the rat lived in a big house where he was mistreated by almost everything and anything that he accidently ran into. The only human who was nice to him in the house was Cinderella who would always come and say hello and give him a bit of cheese or even, if the rat was lucky, a sweet.

However, one day Cinderella was invited to a ball and the unfortunate rat was turned by the fairy god mother into a horse which could pull her pumpkin chariot. The rat which was now a horse didn't want to be a horse. So he was glad when the twelfth chime of midnight sounded. Cinderella found the rat and took her back to the big house in the chariot that had turned back into a pumpkin. Over the next few days things went back to normal but, a few weeks after the ball, the prince on his stallion turned up with the glass slipper and the only one who could fit it was Cinderella. So, Cinderella left with the prince and the rat was left alone.

There were now a lot of problems for the rat. Seeing as Cinderella couldn't bring food to him any more he had to steal food. This didn't please the step-mother and the step-sisters. So they bought five cats with “anti rat patrol” written on badges on their backs. Now the rat had a very big problem. He decided to do something about it. So, with the help of his good friend mole, a student mechanic, the rat packed the pumpkin (that Cinderella had kindly given the rat before she had said goodbye) with as much food as he could find and made a little hole through the lader wall and put the pumpkin inside it. This was a very difficult business that involves a lot of maths, the kind of which only mechanics like mole are good at so I won't go into the details. The rat thanked his mole and settled down inside the pumpkin.

A few weeks passed and the rat had managed to make a door that was almost invisible from the outside, unless of course you knew where to look, and he had had the pumpkin filled with the newest sorts of technology with the help of his other good friend earth worm, a student from the silicon valley who was here on an exchange trip. Now, the rat should have lived happily ever after in the pumpkin but, one day, about two years after Cinderella had left, someone knocked at the rat's door. It was a mouse who kept babbling about being the rats fairy godmouse. Now, the rat knew that fairy godmothers and fairy godmice create all sorts of trouble. He was trying to politely shut the door when the fairy godmouse burst into the room and looked around. According to her professional opinion, the pumpkin would probably turn back into a chariot by the twelfth stroke of midnight. The rat said firmly but politely that he had had enough of things changing into something else at the twelfth stroke of midnight to last him a life time. So the rat finally managed to get rid of the fairy godmouse.

But, the fairy godmouse had been right and the pumpkin did turn into a chariot again and it did this so forcefully that the house fell down. The rat went along sadly and knocked on the door of his friend mole. When mole opened it, the rat explained what had happened the mole let him in and said to him that he was planning the next door neighbour's house into a luxury small animal villa. He then asked weather the rat wanted to live in one of the rooms of the villa and the rat agreed. So, within a week, the constructions had begun and they had finished within a month, so this time, the rat really did live happily ever after.

By Tobias (201)

janvier 2013 - parodie de contes