Coming home from a long night at work, I noticed that the garage door was open and there was a large truck parked in my driveway. As I got closer to my house, I saw that the front door was cracked open also.
This was all very odd, because at that time of the morning, everyone should have been asleep. Who would be awake that early? Was my house being robbed? Nervously, I approached the door and heard voices coming from inside.
Normally I wouldn’t use the front door, but since it was already cracked open, I decided to peek inside. There were several boxes stacked up, and misplaced furniture spread out across the main floor. At the far end of the living room, sitting on a couch together, was a young couple I had never seen before.
I slowly walked through the front door and crept behind some of the boxes. Thankfully, because of my job, I had learned to be quite stealthy, and so far all of my hard work was paying off. I continued around the boxes, stepping as quietly as I could.
Coming around the last box, I could see the couple clearly, just a few feet in front of me. They were eating something. As I looked a little closer, I realized that it was cake. My second favorite food!
Even though I didn’t know who these people were or why they were in my house, I couldn’t help but desire a piece of that cake. After all, it had been a long night and I was hungry. As I stayed hidden behind the box, I secretly hoped that they would give me a piece.
As I sat watching them, I kept wondering what disaster had hit my home. It was a wreck!
Suddenly, taking me away from my thoughts, I saw a piece of cake fall to the floor. Without hesitation, I ran as fast as I could to where it had landed. I stuffed it into my mouth, and that’s when I heard it. The scream. “Ahhh…a mouse!”
Frightened by the noise, I held onto my cake and ran into the hole leading to my room. There was a lot of commotion outside my door, but soon I forgot all about it. My taste buds quickly reminded me that inside of my mouth, was a large piece of scrumptious cake.
Even with all the ruckus, it was a delicious end to a long night. The only thing that would have made it better, would have been a side of cheese.
This post is a response to the Daily Post prompt: Unexpected Guests
You walk into your home to find a couple you don’t know sitting in your living room, eating a slice of cake. Tell us what happens next.