Deal 1145: Dungeon crawl

He was forgetting something important again. He was sure of it. Problem was, he had no idea what. A quick check revealed that he was indeed wearing pants, shoes, and his glasses. So it wasn’t that obvious. But it was driving him nuts.

Even so, his only way out was through, so he kept moving.

But as he went along, he remained certain he was missing something important.

That’s when it bit him.

He forgot his amulet. He wasn’t invisible. He wasn’t silenced. He wasn’t concealed from all senses.

And the grue knew that, and was watching from the shadows waiting for the right moment.

From the sounds around him, possibly more than one grue.

Still, bitten or not, the only way out was through so he went on.

The noises in the distance got louder and closer. Then his cat appeared, a satisfied grin on its face, and licking its chops. There was no further sign of the grue.

Together in the dimly lit cavern, they went onwards. Clearly his cat knew that this was the easiest way to find more delicious snacks, and stayed close.

The darkness closed in.

Then, there was nothing he could do but hunker down, and drop everything as the change swept through his body.

He was now a rat!

And that cat is huge. And grinning.


Deal 1133: Road crosser

The cat sat and watched from his perch in the window. Watched in wonder at the spectacle before him. Back and forth, the chicken went. Back and forth across the road. Each time, narrowly missing oncoming cars.

This went on and on, car after car, and the chicken always ended up safe on the other side.

Clearly, thought the cat, something is not right here. Chickens aren’t all that bright, but this is a new low. And yet, somehow, the chicken has not been hit. It must be up to something.

Meanwhile, the chicken continued. Back and forth. Often with a honk and a squawk.

Finally, the cat could take it no more. He leaned out the window and yelled “Why are you crossing the road over an over again?”

The chicken stopped and thought about it for a minute, while cars dodged around her.

Finally, she squawked back “I don’t know, what is this some kind of joke? Is the punchline orange you glad I didn’t say banana?”

The cat just shook his head and went back to sleep.