✽ Twelfth Post - Video✽

[flyingdreams]

[Mrs. Brisby turns on her SFC. It's back in her little brick - or so it seems? Things appear to be rearranged. She may just have moved to a different brick after that fairy incident. But in any case, she's setting the SFC down because she's shaking too much for the camera.]

I, ah--

[She chokes up, laughing awkwardly, nervously, and uncomfortably.]

H-hello, newcomers. I, ah, I'm Mrs. Brisby. I - I noticed there were a lot of c-c-cats arriving, lately...

[A hesitant pause...]

P-please don't eat me! Even though I'm a mouse, and - and I understand that you might be hungry, but there's plenty of food, so please don't chase me--

[She has to stop and turn away from the camera at that point, too embarrassed to face the camera any more.]

Comments

[flyingdreams]

He's a good boy, after all. He just needs a little direction.

[bestestfurrend]

He is! He was always a good friend but he's looked after me lots since I got here. I really needed it.

[flyingdreams]

He's very strange, and I don't always understand him, but he's very sweet.

[bestestfurrend]

Uh huh, he certainly is very very sweet, and you get used to him after a while! Really!

[flyingdreams]

Isn't that the truth!

[bestestfurrend]

Heehee, yes, yes, it is!