Once upon a time, there were three little mice: Lottie, Jeannie, and Sammy. Now, these were no ordinary mice. These mice were superstars in the world of rodents, for they had set out on an incredible journey. They had been best friends since they were in elementary school in Dallas, TX, and they had bonded over their mutual love of roast beef sandwiches. They were, in fact, known for their habit of concocting rather elaborate schemes to skip class and sneak into the school cafeteria. They would hide behind the lunch counter, nibbling on bits of roast beef and telling of their dreams of greatness. In their P.E. class, they had all realized that they had an unusual talent for the sport of soccer.
Over the years, Lottie, Jeannie, and Sammy began to spend less of their time sneaking roast beef sandwiches and more time practicing their soccer skills. They were recruited by university teams, and they ultimately joined the USA Women's National Team. Their fans went wild at their games, watching them streak across the field as if they were sparks of lightning. They seemed unstoppable, and they found all eyes upon them during the 2011 Women's World Cup. They were elated when they realized that the tournament would be held in their hometown of Dallas. The three little mice were sure this was a good sign.
On the morning of the big game against Brazil, Lottie, Jeannie, and Sammy piled into Lottie's little mousemobile. The game was scheduled to begin at 11 am, and they left Lottie's house at 7 am. Surely, they thought, this will give us enough time. They pulled out onto the interstate, their hearts light and their thoughts focused. Suddenly, the traffic screeched to a halt. "Not to worry," Lottie reassured her dear friends. "We have plenty of time, and we left early." Jeannie and Sammy didn't worry, and they continued to chatter about the upcoming game. After about ten minutes and 0.1 miles, Lottie felt a lump tighten in her throat. On the side of the road, there was the most ominous looking sign she had ever seen. She read aloud, "Travel time to I-635 from this point: 4.5 hours." The three little mice gasped, and their hearts began to pound in their chests. Sammy whimpered, "Now we'll never make it on-time! What are we going to do??"
Jeannie tried to lighten the mood with a joke. "Hey guys, how many psychologists does it take to change a light bulb?" Lottie and Sammy looked at her warily. "None. The light bulb has to change itself!" Jeannie, the littlest mouse, cracked up, but Lottie and Sammy didn't seem to find it funny.
Lottie decided that if she was going to think of a plan to get them out of this mess, she was going to need a snack. She took a peanut butter sandwich out of her backpack and took a gigantic bite. By the time the peanut butter touched her tongue, she had already spit it out. "This is NOT my natural peanut butter!!!! I cannot eat this hydrogenated excuse for food! Who switched my sandwich??" Jeannie looked sheepish, and mumbled, "I'm sorry, I was hungry..." Sammy reminded everyone to just take a deep breath and remember that they were teammates and friends. They would get through this together.
Eventually, Lottie found a way to detour around the mounds of traffic, and they made it to the game with two hours to spare. They dominated Brazil, and they found themselves national heroes, once again. They were adored by their fans, and they were even invited to lead an expedition into outer space. In space, they discovered a brand new kind of flea powder that was made from moon rocks, and they made sure to bring plenty of natural peanut butter sandwiches to feed Lottie’s addiction. After spending a few years on the moon, they decided they missed Earth, and maybe even the Dallas traffic. They began their journey home, and they lived happily ever after.
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