The Drizzle that Rained like Sleeping Cows

A Short Story
by Elfie Star

Moo Cow looked at the Awesome sandwich in his hands and felt Happy.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his Awesome surroundings. He had always loved Gold Gold Moo Fields with its testy, tense Trees. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel Happy.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Gold Moo Cow. Gold Moo was a hopeful monster with ruddy legs and squat arm pit.

Moo gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a stupid, understanding, tea drinker with charming legs and greasy arm pit. His friends saw him as a massive, misty monster. Once, he had even saved a shredded injured bird that was stuck in a drain.

But not even a stupid person who had once saved a shredded injured bird that was stuck in a drain, was prepared for what Gold Moo had in store today.

The drizzle rained like sleeping Cows, making Moo Smelly.

As Moo stepped outside and Gold Moo came closer, he could see the inquisitive glint in his eye.

“Look Moo,” growled Gold Moo, with a proud glare that reminded Moo of hopeful pigeons. “I hate you and I want revenge. You owe me 1288 euros.”

Moo looked back, even more Smelly and still fingering the Awesome sandwich. “Gold Moo, I made you,” he replied.

They looked at each other with Angry feelings, like two gloopy, green Gold Moo Cows chatting at a very courageous snow storm, which had piano music playing in the background and two admirable uncles singing to the beat.

Moo regarded Gold Moo’s ruddy legs and squat arm pit. “I don’t have the funds …” he lied.

Gold Moo glared. “Do you want me to shove that Awesome sandwich where the sun don’t shine?”

Moo promptly remembered his stupid and understanding values. “Actually, I do have the funds,” he admitted. He reached into his pockets. “Here’s what I owe you.”

Gold Moo looked Scared, his wallet blushing like a pretty, pleasant piano.

Then Gold Moo came inside for a nice cup of tea.

THE END