stories
Page 1
In a quiet Moroccan kitchen, a tray of warm date cookies cooled on the counter.
They smelled sweet. They smelled dangerous.
Page 2
From behind the teapot, two shiny eyes appeared.
Mishmish the mouse licked his lips.
“Shwiya…” he whispered. (Just a little…)
Page 3
Across the room, Bziz the cat slept in a loaf.
One green eye opened.
“Safi.” (Enough.)
Page 4
Mishmish leapt.
Bziz leapt.
The cookie tray tipped.
“Yallah!” (Let’s go!)
Page 5
Cookies flew.
Mishmish skidded.
Bziz slipped on powdered sugar and spun like a top.
“Hshouma!” (Shame!)
Page 6
Everything stopped.
Silence.
Mishmish held one cookie.
Bziz held… the empty tray.
Page 7
Mishmish took a bite.
“Bnin,” he said. (Delicious.)
Page 8
Bziz sighed, flopped over, and stole the last cookie instead.
Mishmish blinked.
“La!” (No!)
Page 9
They sat together on the floor, crumbs everywhere.
Sometimes, chaos tastes sweet.
