07-I TOLD YOU TO PLAY IT COOL!

I TOLD YOU TO PLAY IT COOL! The following morning, I dragged myself to the office. I was so depressed. The countess wasn't interested in me. She already had Mr. Flashy Sports Car Mouse. She probably laughed at my silly roses and threw my chocolates in the trash. Oh, how could I have been so foolish? I doodled a string of broken hearts in my notebook. Then I began to sob loudly. Thea marched into my office. She looked at my drawing and shook her head. "She broke your heart, didn't she?" Thea demanded to know. "If you ask me, you should have played it cool." I sobbed louder.

Minutes later, Trap stuck his head into the room. "What's with the waterworks, Cousinkins?" he asked. Thea pointed to the broken hearts. Trap rolled his eyes. "I told you to play it cool!" he sneered. Just then, a small rodent scurried through the door. It was my nephew Benjamin. He stared at the hearts in my notebook. "Uncle, maybe you should have played it cool," he squeaked. I moaned. Just thinking about the countess made me choke. How could I live without my soul mouse? My inspiration? My heart? I put my snout between my paws and cried like a rat stuck in a glue trap on Christmas Eve.