Mishmish & Bziz:
Date Cookie Disaster

In a quiet Moroccan kitchen, a tray of warm date cookies cooled. They smelled sweet. They smelled dangerous.

*(Just a little...)*

Mishmish the mouse licked his lips from behind the teapot.

*(Enough.)*

Bziz the cat woke up from his loaf. One green eye opened.

*(Let’s go!)*

The cookie tray tipped. Chaos began.

*(Shame!)*

Bziz slipped on powdered sugar and spun like a top.

Silence. Mishmish held one cookie. Bziz held… the empty tray.

*(Delicious.)*

Mishmish took a bite. It was worth the chase.

They sat together on the floor, crumbs everywhere. Sometimes, chaos tastes sweet.