"Alright, mate!
Finders keepers…got it," --Mickey said.
"But then don't complain and tell me that I must share my next find. Cos, I sure as hell won't!
"Calm down, tiger. When was the last time… Nevermind" --James answered.
Mickey angrily kicked some rocks and then saw what looked like a manuscript on the ground.
"Well well well…look at this…"
"What is it, mate?" James asked
"Looks like a writeroo of some kind," Mickey replied.
"Give it here…"
"Hahah, yeah, right! Get your paws off of it. I found it!"
"Sure, but I don't want to steal it. Just wanted to know what it is,"
"That's for me to know and for you to find out. Heheh, but it sure looks old. Maybe older than you, if that's even possible,"
"Har har… " --James mimicked laughter
Busy trying to read the words in the proper order, Mickey didn't realize a scorpion was crawling up the back of his shirt.
Oh, shit! Don't move! You got a scorpion on yer back!
Ha! That's an old trick, mate. Get on with yer business.
"You silly bugga…I'm telling ya the truth. Don't turn around, and don't move. I'm serious."
"Ole trick, mate, ol' trick."
"Listen, you drunken skunk, and you listen good! I'll kill you later, but right now, you're about to die."
James found a stick and got rid of the scorpion.
Mickey almost fainted.
"Streuth, mate!"
They had found a pre-Roman scroll worth millions.
Moral: Good friends are more precious than gold.
About the Creator
Rene Volpi
I'm from Italy and enjoy writing. Being a storyteller by nature, I've entertained (and annoyed) people with my “expositions” since I was a child, showing everyone my primitive drawings, doodles, and poems. Still do.
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