Didn’t really feel like focusing on my novel today, so I did this:
“Dinner!” The cat licked its lips.
“Isn’t it a little too early for that?”
The question gave the cat pause and its already flat face scrunched up in confusion. “Lunch then?”
“Too late,” A satisfied grin appeared on the mouse’s face when the cat let out a low whine and swatted at its own tail once.
“Breakfast?” it tried, voice dripping with hope the mouse was only too eager to crush.
“Think, my friend,” it said, though they were not friends. “If it is too soon for dinner and too late for lunch can it possibly be time for breakfast?”
The mouth could tell how badly the cat wanted to answer “Yes.” by the way its whiskers twitched.
But unlike most of its kind, this cat was an honest sort and not too bright on top. It sat back on its haunches and stared at the mouse. “Then what am I to eat you for today?”
“Not today, no,” The mouth said and shook his head in mock sadness. “But tomorrow, we shall meet right here at noon and I’ll be your lunch.”
“Marvelous,” the cat exclaimed and took off.
The mouse showed up late the day after….
Just a bit of more or less pointless and unedited dialog, but I kind of like the way it turned out.
I’m pretending, though, that I didn’t have to go in and changed mouth to mouse everywhere it’s mentioned…