Where Curiosity Took Me

I’m tired. I stayed up late. Usually I’m in bed by midnight.

But around quarter to twelve I decided to make a wedding cake. I used to work as a caterer at weddings. I saw hundreds of wedding cakes. But I never ate a piece. I always wondered if it tasted differently than the other kinds of cake.

Around two am I took the cakes out of the oven. Then I frosted the cakes and built the tiers. Then I put the cakes on the tiers. It was done. But then I realized I didn’t have a bride and groom to add to the top of the cake.

I knocked on the mouse hole in the back of my kitchen closet. The mice couple came out. They were groggy and wondered why I woke them. I said I needed them to act as bride and groom for the wedding cake. They said only if they could have a piece. I agreed.

I picked the mice up and put them on the top tier of the cake.

Just then my cat came into the kitchen and said, “What the hell is going on here!??”