Real life Pixar movie: saw two rats on Bay State playing <3

By: Mirna Benavente

Picture this: You’re walking on Bay State, tired from a long work day of simply surviving in this cruel and cold world. You’ve just left from having dinner at Marcianos and run into your… friend. Your black haired, beautiful friend whom you’ve loved since childhood. Alas, it could never work due to the fact that you come from two different worlds. Their family hates you and yours theirs. 

Nonetheless, you could never bring yourself to hate them. You’ve tried so hard to love others, ones that are alike to you. But even during the middle of your sweet love-making sessions with the others, you can only imagine running your dainty fingers in their black hair. And you’ve gotten into your fair share of trouble from screaming their name after a few of these sessions. You cannot want them the way you want her. 

It is your luck, however, that they felt the same desire. During a particularly brutal fight, the glint of hunger, desire, that you had seen countless times in your own eyes was reflected back in hers. It is during this moment that you feel the pull that you’ve denied yourself take over and your lips meet. 

While passion was quick to take over, you pause. You do not want this happy moment to be a physical moment and end your friendship. No, you’d rather savor the beginning of it, knowing that at any moment, a tragic accident may befall either of you.

And both in agreement, you instead tussle around and play, pulling and pushing one another. Chasing each other as you’ve done for countless years. But this time, you know the pursuit is temporary and you’ll end up wrapped in one another.

And maybe this relationship will ultimately bring the union of both their houses, to end the multi-generational feud that has been going on since the Mayflower brought them to the Americas. 

For now though, you continue to tussle under the (sparsely) star covered sky.

Yet this moment of pure bliss and happiness was quickly dashed when you heard them. These two giant figures that are stomping towards you. You and your friend pause and look up at them. These hairless creatures are barely covered, with simply a cunty skirt and shiny bralette covering them in this cold. 

“Eww, look at those two.” Says the one in the black cunty skirt.

“Nasty, let's cross the street.” Says the other in their slightly lighter black cunty skirt.

And the truth sets in: this is not Romeo & Juliet. Hell, this ain’t even Ratatouille. You are just two rats, living in a city, surrounded by giants that loathe you when your only crime… was being small.