Joseph

Joseph
by Persephone

Joseph just sat there, immobilized by fear. He didn't know what he'd done. He could remember taking Teddy out of his cage, but how he got in the blender, Joseph just didn't know. This wasn't the first time this had happened. First it had been the fish in the toilet, then that mouse in the toaster, and - worst of all- the baby in the microwave. His parents were beginning to think he was mentally ill.

What was he going to do now? He didn't have enough money to buy another hamster. He had spent his life savings on a new microwave, since his mom couldn't stand to look at the other one after the incident. No matter how long Joseph scrubbed, the baby flesh was still firmly melted onto the sides of the microwave. His dad said it didn't matter, they didn't really want the baby anyway. Besides, they knew how to make another.

So, there Joseph sat in the kitchen, staring at the bloody pulp which was once Teddy, when suddenly he had an idea. He would clean up the blender and just pretend Teddy had run away.

So Joseph's plan went ahead without any problems - he even got a new hamster out of it, and has continued to get one every week since.

If you like anything here, or if you don't, please e-mail milky@yip.org. Unless of course you hate the baby Jesus.