Frederic the mouse woke up to a loud noise.  He groaned, rolled over, and sat up in his bed.  He wondered what was going on.  Then he realized that he had slept in and his parents must be out gathering food.  He checked his watch.  It was 3:30 p.m..  Boy, he really had slept in.  His parents would be so mad.  He had missed all of morning chores and he was supposed to be babysitting his little cousin Jacky.  But still, he was curious about the noise and went over to check it out.  He peeped out of his little window and saw the huge yellow loud thing coming to drop the boy and the little boy.  Freddy always did like the little boy better because he had all those furry fake animals in his room.  Sometimes he would take them all out to play and have them fight each other.  He loved to watch that.  That particular day, though, he decided to follow the big boy around.

The boy seemed to be in a pleasant mood.  First, the boy went up to his room.  Freddy liked the boy’s room. It was filled with books and pictures and other odds and ends.  There were also posters.  One was filled with animals that seemed to come from a rainforest.  There was another one that had creatures that looked like animals, but Freddy knew they really weren’t.  It was labeled POKEMON.  

The boy took out his shiny black thing that opens up to a bright screen.  He liked to play with it a lot.  But the mother of the boy didn’t like him to use his black machine very much so most of the time he just read.  Somedays he would read for two hours straight.

Suddenly, the boy turned around and looked straight at him.  Freddy tried to shrink into the book shelf but it didn’t work.  The boy saw him.  “Mom, there’s a mouse in our house.”  The boy shouted down the stairs.  Freddy knew he was in for trouble.  He had broken the first law of mice.  Never let yourself be seen by a human.  He hurried off the book shelf.  Now he had a dilemma.  Should he cross the hall and risk being seen by the mother or stay put.  He decided to risk it.  He scampered across the hall and into a closet.  “Oh!” The mother shouted a surprised exclamation.  Just then Freddy saw some peanut butter just lying there waiting for him.  Boom boom boom, the mothers footsteps shook the floor.  Suddenly something snapped right on top of the peanut butter.  Whew, that was close.  If he had eaten the peanut butter he would have been crushed to bits.  But he still had the mother to worry about.  He found the hole that had once been his great grandfather’s fire escape.  Thank you Grampy Gordon!  He dashed right back to his mouse-hole to find Jackie sitting there.  “Weren’t you supposed to be babysitting me?” Jackie asked in a childish voice, “You’re the best babysitter.”  Just then his parents came home.  I’m doing only what I’m supposed to I told my parents.  I’m sitting with Jackie.