"Mousezarella"
A mouse. To this day this mouse is talked amongst the other similar rodents as the One True Mouse. He without any help achieved what no other rat achieved in all their lives, true immortality. This is the story of how this mouse achieved the highest peak of fame.
On a sunny day, Mouse was awoken by a strange noise coming from the mythical hole in the wall. Being a very curious rodent, nothing stopped him from entering into this mysterious and dangerous adventure.
With caution, Mouse sneaked a look through the hole, and what he saw, completely astonished him. On the top of a four-legged mountain, there it stood. It was so shiny like gold and it's smelled made his mind completely blank. The Holy Feta!
All the other rodents saw this tiny friend with absolute reverence as no one in their hole dared to exit the hole for eternity.
Mouse was determined to reach the Holy Feta and be revered as the One True Mouse! But the journey to the Holy Feta was filled with peril.
Slippery ground; traps filled with untold temptations; giant pillars that when they saw you began to scream leading to a storm of world-breaking stomps that would lead to certain death if you were unlucky; and the worst, a beast so treacherous, so evil, that the mere sight of its whiskers would make any mice cower in fear.
But Mouse, with unwavering courage and determination, manage against all odds, wind through all those difficulties to reach the Holy Feta. And so to achieve it, he was only missing one last hurdle, the Four-Legged Mountain!
He began climbing. He tried to go by the easy way the four-legged pillars, but what seemed easy turned impossible. The pillars were so steep and so slippery that our courageous mouse couldn't climb it. So he had to find another way up.
While searching He found that near the Four-Legged Mountain, there stood another but smaller Four-Legged Mountain! So it began, the dangerous climbing! Tall cliffs that with one misstep would lead to a failed journey; feet stuck into the treacherous ground; and one final climb.
It was only after several hours that our courageous mouse had done it. There in front of him stood the thing that every mouse heard during bedtime stories. A thing so holy that a single whiff would make your mind clearer and burn all your unholy thoughts. A color that shined so bright that even in the darkest time would serve as guidance to safety.
Mouse approached the Holy Feta. With each step, his mind was filled with visions of glory and fame. The sight of a successful return to his fellow mice made his step firmer by the second.
Right, when he would achieve immortality by being the first mouse to ever taste the Holy Feta, he died of .... heart attack.
In the chronicles, of the courageous mouse, in the end, there was a single sentence.
"A-a-and that's all, folks!"