Bedtimes Stories #1

As a bit of light relief in your adult lives, here’s the latest story I’ve been telling Sebastian at bedtime. He seems to love it. It doesn’t send him to sleep, but he seems to love it. You can probably imagine the tickling and actions which go with it; if only I could also illustrate, there’d be pictures too.

Sebastian the Mouse

Once upon a time, there was a little mouse called Sebastian, and he lived in a house with two cats, three dogs, four children, and Mummy and Daddy.

Every night, Sebastian climbed out of his hole, ran across the kitchen floor, climbed up the fridge, and stole some cheese. Then he climbed down the fridge, scampered back across the floor and popped into his hole.

Now, in the house, there also lived two cats, called Pepsi and Max. They slept upstairs, curled up on Mummy and Daddy’s bed. But sometimes, in the middle of the night, they would come downstairs to see what was going on. And if they came downstairs when Sebastian the mouse was out of his hole, they would chase after him. Pounce! Pounce!

And Sebastian would have to run down the fridge, scamper across the kitchen floor and pop into his hole as fast as he could!

Now, in the house, there also lived three dogs, called Roger and Rover and Ralph. They slept in the basement, curled up in their baskets. But sometimes, in the middle of the night, they would come upstairs to see what was going on. And if they came upstairs when Pepsi and Max the cats were there, and if that was when Sebastian the mouse was out of his hole, Roger and Rover and Ralph would chase after Pepsi and Max. Woof! Woof! Woof!

And Pepsi and Max would chase after Sebastian. Pounce! Pounce!

And Sebastian would have to run down the fridge, scamper across the kitchen floor and pop into his hole as fast as he could!

Now, in the house, there also lived four children, called Amy, Billy, Charlie and Dan. They slept upstairs, in their own bedrooms. But at Christmas, in the middle of the night, they would come downstairs to see if Santa had left them any presents. And if they came downstairs when Roger and Rover and Ralph the dogs were there, and if that was when Pepsi and Max the cats were there, and if that was when Sebastian the mouse was out of his hole, they would laugh at Roger and Rover and Ralph. Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

And Roger and Rover and Ralph would chase after Pepsi and Max. Woof! Woof! Woof!

And Pepsi and Max would chase after Sebastian. Pounce! Pounce!

And Sebastian would have to run down the fridge, scamper across the kitchen floor and pop into his hole as fast as he could!

Well! With all that noise, Mummy and Daddy were sure to wake up. And Daddy would come storming down the stairs, and see everyone out of bed and crashing about in the kitchen.

“Go to sleep!”

8 Comments

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8 responses to “Bedtimes Stories #1

  1. That’s really a cute and lovely story 🙂 You brought some lighter moments with this 😀
    By the way, if possible please read/review my short story Final destination

  2. And will Sebastian, the cats, the dogs and the children take any notice of Daddy?
    I love the way you use the repetition and counting.
    Looking forward to more of Sebastian’s bedtime stories.

    • I’m pleased you liked it, Sarah. In answer to your question, sometimes we have a longer version, where after the story above, it says:
      “So, A and B and C and D run back up the stairs to their beds; and R and R and R run back downstairs to their baskets, and P&M run back up the stairs and curl up on Mummy and Daddy’s bed. And Sebastian sits in his hole, eating his cheese, safe as houses.”
      I’m not sure if the story is better with or without this bit on the end.

      • I really like this second ending – and the whole story – the longer ending, spoken slowly and softly, should also help to calm Sebastian down after you’ve pounced and woofed and ‘ha ha-d’ all over him! There’s a great rhythmic feel to the whole thing.

  3. john from Scotland

    Sebastian is very lucky to have a Mum who can make up such great stories but; what do you now do if he starts going downstairs when able to????

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