The Icing Groom

Once, in a very posh bakers shop, on top of a table stood a tall, five tiered wedding cake covered in white icing and blue ribbons and, on top of the wedding cake, stood a little bride and groom, dressed as a prince and a princess, made from icing.

 

Oh and they were both so happy because, you see, the splendid cake they stood upon was to be the cake at the wedding of a real prince and princess.

 

But then, into the bakers shop, there crept a gang of street mice and, scurrying around the shop, greedily, they started to nibble at all the baker’s cakes.

 

And, seeing the mice, the little icing bride started to cry, weeping tears of sugar.

 

“Oh no”, she sobbed to her groom, “What if those mice start to nibble upon our wedding cake? It will be ruined”.

 

But the icing groom, though he was only a few inches tall and made of sugar and egg-whites was very brave and drawing his sword which was a tiny replica of the Princes own sword, he jumped and hopped down the five tiers of the wedding cake and, clinging to a white tablecloth, clambered down the side of the table onto the floor of the shop.

 

Then, waving his tiny sword, the icing groom charged at one of the mice,

 

“Take that!”, he said.

 

Unfortunately, the groom’s sword was also made of icing and, when he prodded the mouse with it, the mouse simply bit the end off of the sword.

 

Frightened, the poor groom turned and ran, hiding under the table which the wedding cake was sitting upon.

 

“Oh, what am I going to do?”, he said to himself, starting to fret, “I can’t let those mice eat the wedding cake, it would ruin the Prince and Princess’s wedding”.

 

Just then, however, he heard a voice from nearby.

 

“Are they still there?”, said a ginger cat, cowering in a corner and covering its green eyes in fear.

 

“Yes, they are”, said the groom, surprised to see the cat, “But you’re a cat. Why aren’t you out there chasing them away? That’s your job”.

 

“Oh well I would”, said the cat, “But I’m too afraid of mice; they’re so big and scary and when they squeak it just makes shivers run down my spine”.

 

“But they’re just mice and you’re a cat”, said the groom, “Your supposed to be the ferocious one. Stand up to them. Show them whose boss”.

 

“Oh but I couldn’t do that”, said the cat, “I’m such a coward”.

 

Just then however, looking around under the table, the icing groom noticed a large bag of baker’s flour and then, suddenly, he had an idea.

 

And, shortly afterwards, the cat came out from under the table but he was covered from head to tail in white flour that the icing groom had poured over him.

 

“Woo-ooh!”, wailed the cat as he walked around with his paws stretched out in front of him and a far -away expression in his green eyes, “Woo-ooh! I am the ghost cat that haunts this bakery!”.

 

Now, seeing the cat covered in flour and believing that it really was a ghost, all the mice got very frightened and dropping the crumbs they had been nibbling upon, turned tail and scampered, squeaking in fear, out of the shop as fast as their little grey legs could carry them.

 

“Oh..atchoo..thank you”, said the cat to the groom, sneezing as some of the flower got up his nose, “Thank you for helping me get rid of those awful mice. I never would have done it without you, I’m too much of a scaredy cat”.

 

“You’re welcome”, said the icing groom.

 

But then the cat, standing upon its hind legs, helped the icing groom back up onto the table and he climbed back up the five tiers of the wedding cake to the top where his bride was very relieved to see him.

 

And then, thanks to that brave little groom; the next day, the prince and princess were married and, not only that, everyone at the wedding, including the bakers cat, enjoyed a delicious piece of wedding cake.