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Prompt #5: Maurice the Mole Finds a Tunnel
Maurice the Mole had made himself a cup of blueberry coffee first thing in the morning. His claws clinked lightly against the ceramic cup as he picked it up off of the Keurig. He measured out a couple of tablespoons of monk fruit (he was watching his triglycerides) and watched them disappear beneath the brown liquid. Then he poured his cream and sipped the bulging surface.
Today, he wanted to meet with his best friend, Margot the Mole. They didn’t have a specific time planned. Just… eventually.
He had used up almost all of the monk fruit, so he had to go down to the basement to refill his jar.
Maurice lived by himself, and it scared him to go down to the basement. You had to go in a way before you could reach the chain that turned the light bulb on and off. He opened the door.
“...Hello?” he called out at the top of the stairs. The whiskers on his snout shook. He wanted to give anybody who was secretly living in the basement the opportunity to be friendly.
He carefully felt his way down the stairs with his slippered foot. He tripped and fell straight into the shelf with the monk fruit at the bottom of the steps.
“Ouch!” he said, rubbing his arm. He glared at the shelf. Then he noticed something odd. He had knocked over a couple bags of rice and beans and shaken the dirt from the wall quite a bit, and behind all of that was the faint outline of a sealed tunnel.
He took the rest of the items off of the shelf and pulled it away from the wall. It was definitely a sealed tunnel.
Digging was Maurice’s favorite pastime, so he dug into the crusty earth with his long claws and reopened the tunnel.
The tunnel ended up being quite elaborate. It took him up and down and east and west.
Finally, he came to an ending that seemed very abrupt. He decided to keep digging. When he saw the light again, he was in front of something: a small stack of dishes.
“Hello?” he said. “Hello?!”
The door on the cabinet opened.
“Margot!” he exclaimed.
“Maurice! What are you doing in my kitchen cabinet? And so early in the morning!”
“I’ve been meaning to come see you!” he said. “Is this a bad time?”
Margot thought for a moment. “No. But I’m in my pajamas.”
“I don’t mind,” said Maurice. “Actually, so am I!”
“Would you like some lemon cookies?” Margot asked.
“That sounds delightful. I haven’t finished my coffee yet!”
“Well, you can have some here!”
Margot went to another cabinet and placed a small stack of cookies on the plate in front of Maurice. She went to her percolator and measured out the coffee before pouring a pot of water into it.
“What are your plans for the day, Maurice?”
“Well,” he said, between mouthfuls of cookie, “my plan for the day was to come see you! But now that I’ve done this, I suppose I need new plans.”
“Ms. Peeper’s tadpoles just hatched over in the pond. I’ve been meaning to go say hello to the new little ones.” Margot sat down at the kitchen table and began consuming some of the lemon cookies.
“Could I join you?” asked Maurice.
“I was hoping you would!”