The Rat
Now, from time to time a friend of Becky's comes to stay with us. She and Becky have a couple of projects they work on together, like DVD's and so forth. They recently filmed one for a pretty big artist, so they've been getting together to work on it at our house. When she's here she sleeps in Becky's bed and Becky grabs a couch or an empty bed if there is one.Now, around here most of the shenanigans happen late at night. Nobody really goes to sleep before 5 or 6 AM here, which is something that company usually has trouble with.
Lately we've been having a small rat problem as well. The last rat that got caught here fell victim to the old cheese in a trap ploy. He wasn't killed by the trap, though, and he was making a bit too much noise for Frog's taste, so our trusty amphibian hero got calmly out of his bed, walked down the hall, and shot the rat dead form the hallway with his .40 Glock.
Apparently this weekend Becky's friend was sleeping soundly in Becky's room, when she was awakened by some commotion in the hall. She heard Madison shout, "Frog! Rat in the hallway! Rat in the hallway!".
All manner of hell broke loose at this point. She said she heard people shouting and running around, and all manner of clanking and banging and clonking. Then she heard "I think it went in Becky's room!"
She jumped out of bed and opened the door to find Frog with a shotgun, one of our other roommats Starboy with a .357 revolver, and Madison with a sawed off shotgun and a pair of protective goggles, should the rat go for his eyes.
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