What to do in Madison Square? John, the leader of their little gang, had managed to get his hands on some 3D comic books, and not just any comics – these were not the escapades of Tom and Jerry, much less of Mickey Mouse and Donal Duck. These were the adventures of Mighty Mouse. In the world within these panels, cats and mice lived in the depths of the city of New York. The traps and cruel claws of the cats lay in wait for the poor rodents around every street corner. What could the mice do to fight back against those ravenous felines? Who would protect them from their predators? They lived devoid of hope, on a knife edge, slipping under doorways and along the walls, lying low in the shadows. They were but prey, and knew no freedom. But one day, Mighty Mouse managed to escape the clutches of a cat, dashing into a supermarket and running through the aisles as fast as he could. He dodged the footsteps of the shoppers and evaded the neon lights, slaloming between the carts and scurrying into the stacks of merchandise. The place was like a cave of wonders, and Mighty Mouse, who had not eaten for days, wanted to sample everything. He bathed in Super Soap until he was clean as a new pin; now he was ready for the feast. He began by drinking Super Soup to restore his strength, than ate some Super Celery to stock up on vitamins. To finish his meal, he dove head first into a huge wheel of cheese. He chomped a tunnel through the soft Swiss, and filled his belly until he could eat no more. After that, to his great astonishment, Mighty Mouse turned into a superhero! He had super strength, walked upright like a man, and was ready to take on the evil cats of New York. Mighty Mouse was essentially the Superman of mice. With his red cap he had the power of flight, and his bulging biceps could stop bullets as he fought.
“Mighty Mouse just sent two cats to the moon with a single punch!” John cried.
“I haven’t got that far yet,” Andrew complained. “My Mighty Mouse is still in the cheese turning into a superhero.”
“These 3D glasses are awesome! You really feel like you’re down there with the mice!” exclaimed Tom.
“The drawings are terrible if you take the glasses off. It’s so weird. It’s like magic!” laughed Andrew.
“There’s a 3D picture on at the movies right now, I wanna see it so bad! My dad promised he’d take me,” boasted John.
“You always get whatever you want! What’s the movie anyway?”
“It Came from Outer Space! It’s a story about a meteorite that crashes to earth, but really it’s an alien spaceship!” replied John.
“What’s a meteorite?” asked Andrew.
“It’s like a rock that comes from space. I know a guy whose car got crushed by a meteorite,” said John.
“As if! You always know someone who stuff happens to that never happens to anyone!
“You don’t believe me? His car even caught fire. Luckily he wasn’t inside, he was taking a piss by the side of the road. Imagine that, you open your fly, you start peeing and – boom! You turn around and your car’s on fire with a huge rock on the roof! Guy has some bad luck.”
“Why not make it a spaceship while you’re at it? Seriously, John, sometimes it’s as if you think you’re Mighty Mouse!” Tom teased.
Alan Alfredo Geday
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