Mivelly Mouse And The Pumpkin Seeds
A Story For the young,
and the young at heart
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In which Mivelly, and Fabio must free the pumpkin from it’s tether.
Fabio dug round the bottom of the pumpkin like a tornado wielding a thousand shovels, and eight pick axes. The pumpkin, now without support, creaked forward.
“It’s moving!” Mivelly shouted. “Get out of the way!”
Fabio scuttled off to the side, and turned to watch his genius handiwork have it’s effect. The pumpkin shifted forward. Fabio’s eyes grew wide with delight. Mivelly licked his lips at the thought of the roasted pumpkin seeds. Just as Fabio let out a celebratory whoop, the pumpkin came to an abrupt halt.
“That’s odd.” Mivelly said. “I really thought we had it!”
“Why?!” Fabio cried out in despair. “Why me!!!”
“Something must be holding it back.” Mivelly said. “It really looks like it wants to roll away. Look at how much it’s leaning.”
“But what would be holding it back?” Fabio was flabbergasted. “I dug everything out from under it.”
“It must be something on top of the pumpkin.” Mivelly said, climbing up the side.
Fabio followed him and as soon as he poked his head up over the top, he saw the problem.
“The stem!” he shouted. “Of course!”
“How are we gonna break the stem off?” Mivelly asked.
“With my incredible strength, obviously.” Fabio proclaimed, stepping back. “Stand clear and prepare to be amazed!”
Mivelly stepped away from the stem. Fabio took a deep breath. Then he took another one just because he wasn’t sure the first one was quite right.
“Yaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!” He shouted, hurdling himself toward the green column protruding from the center of the pumpkin. “Aaaaaaaaaaahhhh!” He shouted, as the stem had a worse effect on him than he had on the stem.
“Why is it so hard?” he whimpered, rubbing his big toe.
“Maybe kicking it isn’t the best way to go about this.” Mivelly offered. “What if we cut the vine off?”
“With what?” Fabio asked. “We don’t have an ax or a saw.”
“Maybe there’s a sharp rock down by the creek.” Mivelly said. “It’s worth a look, isn’t it?”
“I guess so.” Fabio sighed, still favoring his foot. “We should probably walk down this time.”
Mivelly agreed, and the two friends climbed down the side of the pumpkin, and strolled down the hill to the creek. Fabio’s first instinct was to suggest that they take the largest rock he could see, but he held his tongue, and let Mivelly lead the search.
“Sometimes there’s arrowheads down here.” Mivelly said. “If we can find one of those, that would make this a lot easier!”
“Yeah…” Fabio said, tossing the smooth round stone he’d been considering to the side. “That’s exactly what we need.”
“You have to look really hard though.” Mivelly said. “Arrowheads aren’t easy to spot.”
“Of course.” Fabio agreed, turning his attention away from the clouds and looking intently at the dirt.
“Any sharp rock should work though.” Mivelly continued. “So don’t be afraid to shout if you see one.”
“Ahhhhhhhh!” Fabio shouted, startling Mivelly so badly that he hid inside a nearby thread and needle plant.
“I didn’t mean to shout that loud. What did you find?”
“Nothing.” Fabio muttered sheepishly. “I just stubbed my toe on this pointy rock. Let’s just keep looking.”
Fabio scuttled on a little faster.
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“Wait a minute!” Mivelly called out. “I think you might have found one!”
“Really?” Fabio turned around.
“Yes.” Mivelly continued digging round the pointed stone that had just assaulted Fabio’s toe. “Come help me with this.”
Fabio scuttled back to Mivelly, and helped him unearth the piece of quartz.
“It is! It’s an arrowhead!” Mivelly squeaked in delight. “Now we can cut the pumpkin vine!”
Fabio blinked in disbelief.
“I found an arrowhead.” He rubbed his sore toe. “We can finally cut the pumpkin vine.”
Mivelly, who had rinsed the arrowhead in the creek while Fabio processed his fortune, now headed up the side of the hill calling after him,
“Come on Fabio! We don’t have all day!”
Fabio snapped to attention, and scuttled along after Mivelly.
“Hey Mivelly?” He asked. “Can I carry the arrowhead, since I found it?”
“Sure!” Mivelly said. Hoisting the sharpened quartz to the hedgehog. “It’s all yours!”
When they arrived back at the pumpkin, Fabio sat down and admired his glistening treasure as he caught his breath. Mivelly climbed up to the top of the pumpkin, and began looking over the stem, to determine the best place to cut through it. Eventually Fabio hauled the arrowhead up and asked,
“Are you ready to release this pumpkin from it’s restraints?!”
“Yep.” Mivelly said.
“Wonderful!” Fabio exclaimed, doing his best to sound sophisticated. “We shall endeavor to do just that!”
“The vine is softer farther away from the stem.” Mivelly said, scampering along the green rope. “It’ll be a lot easier to cut it over here.”
“That won’t hold me!” Fabio exclaimed. “You’ll have to cut it.”
“Then give me the arrowhead, and let me get to work!” Mivelly said, scampering back to Fabio.
Fabio handed Mivelly the arrowhead.
“Take good care of it. I want to show it to my dad when I go home.”
“I will.” Mivelly said, taking the arrowhead from Fabio, and making his way back across the vine.
Fabio watched eagerly as Mivelly began to saw away. The green juice began to ooze from the vine.
“It’s working!” Mivelly shouted.
Indeed it was working. In no time, Mivelly had cut nearly half way through. Fabio’s heart began to beat a little faster as Mivelly continued to saw. The pumpkin shifted again. Then, just as Fabio began to think that it might be prudent to get off of the pumpkin, the vine snapped.
Mivelly and the arrowhead fell to the ground. Fabio and the pumpkin lurched forward, and then the pumpkin began to roll.
“Get off the pumpkin!” Mivelly shouted.
It was too late. The pumpkin was rolling down the hill, and Fabio was running on top of the pumpkin as fast as his legs could go. The pumpkin and Fabio hurdled toward the old stump at the bottom of the hill at an alarming speed.
Mivelly covered his eyes. He was sure that there would not only be a smashed pumpkin, but also a smashed Fabio Marcellus hedgehog at the end of this. SMACK! The pumpkin hit the stump.
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“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!” Fabio screamed as the impact from the pumpkin launched him into the air.
Mivelly opened his eyes. There, at the bottom of the hill, was the pumpkin and the stump. But no Fabio.
“Oh, no!” Mivelly cried. “He’s dead! Fabio’s been squashed!” And Mivelly ran down the hill as fast as he could to see if his fears were really true.
“Fabio, are you alright?!”
“Uhhhhhhh.” Fabio groaned. “Hedgehogs are made to scuttle, not fly.”
Fabio Marcellus hedgehog was not squashed. He had landed in a pile of leaves, and had the wind knocked out of him.
“Fabio!” Mivelly shouted. “You’re alive!”
“Yeah.” Fabio gasped. “I know.”
Once Fabio had recovered, he and Mivelly took a look at the pumpkin.
“That’s disappointing.” Mivelly sighed.
“Yeah,” Fabio agreed, “I thought for sure it would have broken into a million pieces.”
The pumpkin stood before them with a single small crack in it’s side.
“At least it’s not moldy.” Mivelly said.
Fabio scrambled to the top of the pumpkin.
“There’s a bigger opening up here!” He said. “I think I can reach some of the seeds!”
With this, Fabio plunged his arm into the pumpkin, and grasped around.
“Anything?” Mivelly asked.
“My- arms are too- short.” Fabio gasped.
“What now?” Mivelly mused.
“I’ll have to take a more invasive approach.” Fabio declared.
Mivelly looked confused.
“What’s that mean?”
“Just watch and be amazed.” Fabio pulled his arm back out of the pumpkin, and took an abnormally deep breath.
“I don’t know what you’re about to do, but you might want to think it through a bit more.” Mivelly said.
“Nonsense!” Fabio sputtered. “I know exactly what I’m doing!”
“Oh boy, here we go again.” Mivelly mumbled.
“On second thought.” Fabio said, as he climbed back down the pumpkin. “Perhaps a stick would help.”
Mivelly followed Fabio back up the hill, and helped him load the sticks and the arrowhead into the wagon. Back at the pumpkin, Fabio took the largest stick and tossed it up on the pumpkin, then climbed back up, and proceeded to wedge the stick into the split.
“With this stick, we will achieve victory over this dastardly pumpkin!” He shouted.
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Bracing his feet against one side of the pumpkins split, he tugged on the stick with all his might.
“Come on Fabio, we already tried the sticks, remember? There’s no way you’re going to…”
But Mivelly didn’t finish his sentence. The pumpkin began to groan as Fabio’s prying stressed it’s fractured hull.
“What were you saying?” Fabio shouted.
Mivelly stared as the crack widened and the groaning of the pumpkin grew louder.
“Victory will be ours!” Fabio exclaimed.
The stress became too much for the pumpkin and with a great crackling roar, the pumpkins shell split wider. Then, Fabio lost his footing, and fell head first into the opening.
Without Fabio applying pressure, however, the gap closed again. Not as tight as it was before, but enough catch the hedgehog around his middle, leaving his feet sticking out for all the world to see, and his head surrounded by pumpkin innards.
“Uh, Mivelly?” Fabio said. “I think the pumpkin just tried to eat me.”
“Oh no.” Mivelly sighed. “Not this again.”
“Mivelly?” Fabio raised his voice. “Do pumpkins digest hedgehogs?”
“No!” Mivelly tried to sound confident. “Just calm down. We’ll have you out of there in no time!”
But Mivelly had no idea how to get Fabio out of the pumpkin. He only hoped he could think of something soon.