The Mouse, the Bird, and the Sausage

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Once upon a time, a mouse, a bird, and a sausage formed a partnership and kept a house together. For a long time, they lived in peace and happiness. The bird's task each day was to fly to the forest and fetch wood. The mouse carried water back to the house, made the fire, and set the table. The sausage was responsible for all of the cooking. You are the... [[Mouse]] [[Bird]] [[Sausage]]

One morning you wake up like any other, greeting the Sausage and Bird and preparing to do your daily routine. Today you need to fetch water from the well, make a fire, and set the table. I decide to [[fetch water]] first I decide to [[make the fire]] first I decide to [[set the table]] first

The Spring morning starts off like any other. You wake up refreshed from your sleeping, and greet the mouse and sausage as they also get up to begin their day. Eager to make it home in time for dinner, you head out early to fetch wood. I head to the [[woods south of the house]] for wood today I head to the [[park]] for wood today

On a nice Spring morning you awaken to see your partners, the mouse and bird have already gotten up and began their daily chores. Not wanting to fall behind, [[I get up and start cooking]] Knowing the cooking doesn't take very long, [[I go back to sleep]] for a little while

Grabbing your bucket, you head to the well, carefully lowering it down to fill it up full of water. Satisfied there is enough water for the day, you head home and continue your chores. I decide to [[make a fire]] next I decide to [[set up the table]] next

Using the wood from the previous day, you pick 3 select twigs and set them snug in the fire place, striking a match to start the fire. Your home begins to warm up feeling nice and cozy. I decide to [[set up the table]] next I decide to [[fetch some water]] next

The easiest chore might as well be done first. Gently spreading a napkin over the table you begin your work, setting 3 plates, 3 forks, and 3 glasses down around the circular table. I decide to [[make a fire]] next I decide to [[fetch some water]] next

Your experienced hands grab a match and 3 twigs from the wood pile, now running low from what the bird brought back yesterday. The fire you start warms up the house, making you feel cozy and at home. Finally, you move on to your [[final chore]]

Setting the table is easy enough. You grab the napkin tablecloth from the cupboard and spread it over the circular table. Next you place 3 plates, forks, and glasses, finishing the job. Finally, you move on to your [[final chore]]

You head to the well just outside the house, and lower your bucket down, careful not to slip in. Pulling the now full bucket out, you feel satisfied the sausage will have enough water to cook, and there will be leftover to drink. Finally, you move on to your [[final chore]]

You complete your final task without even thinking about it. You do this every day, it just comes naturally to you. Just past noon, all of your work is done, and you are free to rest while the sausage cooks dinner. [[Continue]]

The bird comes home last, as per usual, and soon it is time to eat dinner. Something seems to be on its mind though. After eating and sitting back down together by the fire, the bird speaks up. "I've been thinking. I do the hardest job around here, having to go out every day and search hard for twigs. I always come home tired, and think it's only fair to switch chores around." I [[agree to the terms]] and say I will do the cooking tomorrow instead I [[disagree to the terms]] and remind the bird we all agreed to our jobs long ago

The safest place to look for firewood has always been the woods just a short flight south of your house. There is rarely anything to be afraid of, as long as you get home before dark. You spend a few hours looking for twigs for the fire, and collect 5. 5 is enough for tomorrow, I could [[get home early]] It is still light out, I could [[look for more twigs]] and save myself work tomorrow

You decide to switch things up today and head to the park, where while collecting twigs for the fire, you meet another bird who sparks up a conversation. "Why are you out here doing all of the hard work? In my partnership, I just do a few quick things around the house, and then get to relax in the park the rest of the day." I [[agree]], the mouse and sausage get so much time to relax, and I'm usually so tired when I get home I just head to sleep after a quick dinner I [[disagree]], while the mouse and sausage do get to rest more, I don't work much harder than them

You take your 5 twigs and head home to find the mouse already resting in the chair by the fire, the sausage nearly done with dinner. You give a tired sigh as you set down your twigs near the fire place. "Just 5 today? It's still light out, you could have gotten more," says the mouse. I [[say nothing]] and take my place by the fire I [[argue]] that my job is hard, and I still got enough for the next day

You spend another few hours looking for more twigs that will work for the fire, but as it gets darker, it gets harder to find good firewood. You only find 1 more twig. I [[head home]] with the 6 twigs I found

"You really couldn't have tried any harder?" the sausage questions. "The mouse and I took the time to do our chores well. You owe it to us to give the same effort." Angry now, I [[argue]] that I work harder than either of them

You argue to the mouse and sausage that you do the most work for the partnership, and it's only fair to switch chores around. Reluctantly, the mouse and sausage agree. I [[head to bed]] excited to have an easier day tomorrow.

You take your 6 twigs and head home to find the mouse already resting in the chair by the fire, the sausage sitting on the ground nearby. You give a tired sigh as you set down your twigs near the fire place, then you notice the meal on your plate. The mouse and sausage ate without you. "You were gone so long we just couldn't wait," explains the sausage. "Wait you only brought back 6 twigs and were gone that long?" asks the mouse. I [[say nothing]] and take my place ate the table, eating my dinner I [[argue]] that my job is hard, and I still got enough for the next day

Now upset at the truth the other bird pointed out, you take your twigs and head home to confront the mouse and sausage about the unequality in your partnership. Walking in the door you [[demand a house meeting]]

While you disagreed with the bird, you can't keep its words out of your mind. You pick up a few more twigs and head home to find the mouse already resting in the chair by the fire, the sausage nearly done with dinner. You give a tired sigh as you set down your twigs near the fire place. "Just 5 today? It's still light out, you could have gotten more," says the mouse. I [[say nothing]] and take my place by the fire I [[argue]] that my job is hard, and I still got enough for the next day

You wake up the next morning, excited to finally have an easy day. All you have to do is fill up the water bucket, start the fire, and set the table. You'll be done by early afternoon and be able to relax for sure. I decide to set the [[table]] first I decide to fill up the [[water]] bucket first I decide to start the [[fire]] first

You head to bed, nervous but a little excited to try out your new job the [[next morning]]

To your surprise, the sausage takes the bird's side. "We do usually have a lot more time to relax than the bird, it's only fair we give the idea a shot." Outnumbered, you head to bed nervous about what the [[next morning]] has in store for you.

You wake up the next morning ready to try out your new chore. About to get out of bed, you remember the sausage usually has so much time to cook, it sleeps in. I decide to [[sleep in]] like the sausage usually does I decide to [[get up now]] since I've never cooked before

Rubbing the sleep from your eyes you head to the kitchen and greet the mouse and bird as they prepare to begin their daily chores as well. You head to the stove to find your pot without water yet, as the mouse hasn't had a chance to fetch any. A little annoyed you could have slept in longer, you wait for the mouse to return with water an hour later. Today I am going to make [[soup]] Today I am going to make [[hot dogs]]

Waking up again an hour later, you know it is now definitely time to get up. In the kitchen, the mouse is preparing the table. You head to the stove top and find the pot already filled with water the mouse fetched earlier in the morning. Today I am going to make [[soup]] Today I am going to make [[hot dogs]]

You begin to prepare the soup, a favorite around the house. You add in classic ingredients that are always around such as salt, carrots, and beans. As it comes to a boil, you carefully lower yourself in, to add a nice sausage flavor to the soup. I stay in the soup for [[3 minutes]] I stay in the soup for [[5 minutes]]

Hot dogs never dissapoint the mouse or bird. You bring the water to a boil and then carefully slide into the now hot pot. Once you're boiled enough, you grab the knife. I slice off [[3 strips]] of myself into the pot I slice off [[6 strips]] of myself into the pot, they'll grow back eventually

You hoist yourself out of the soup after just a few minutes, enough to add a bit of flavor, and avoid hurting yourself too bad. Leaving the soup on a low heat, you relax with the mouse until [[dinner time]]

You stay in the pot a bit longer than usual, resulting in a small burn. It hurts, but the soup sure smells great! With nothing else to do, you relax the rest of the day with the mouse until [[dinner time]]

Deciding better safe than sorry, you slice off 3 small strips of sausage into the pot where they continue to boil. Once you sense they are done cooking, you leave them on low, relaxing with the mouse until [[dinner time]]

Deciding to treat the mouse and bird to an extra special dinner tonight, you slice off 6 sausages. They continue to boil and cook until you think they're ready to eat. Then you leave them on low and relax until [[dinner time]]

Once the bird gets home, looking tired from the day's work, you and your partners greedily eat up the delicous dinner you cooked up. "You always do such a great job cooking!" says the mouse. The bird is unusally quiet through dinner, as if something is on its mind. After eating and sitting back down together by the fire, the bird speaks up. "I've been thinking. I do the hardest job around here, having to go out every day and search hard for twigs. I always come home tired, and think it's only fair to switch chores around." I [[agree to try the idea]] and say I will get firewood tomorrow instead I [[disagree to try the idea]] and remind the bird we all agreed to our jobs long ago

You head to bed, nervous but a little excited to try out your new job the [[next day]]

To your surprise, the mouse takes the bird's side. "We do usually have a lot more time to relax than the bird, it's only fair we give the idea a shot." Outnumbered, you head to bed nervous about what the [[next day]] has in store for you.

You awaken the next morning sleepy as usual, until you remember the conversation from the night before. Trying to remember what the bird usually does, you dismiss any thought of going back to sleep. I decide to [[head to the woods]] to look for firewood I decide to [[head to the park]] to look for firewood

The bird usually flies to the woods in the morning. That must be the best place to get twigs for the fire. It takes you a while to walk there, and begin your search, which you soon realize to be harder than you expected. I [[check around the base of some bushes]] since they probably have smaller twigs that have broken off I [[check around the base of the large dead tree]] since dead twigs must break off all the time

<<timedprogressbar 5 20em>> <<goto "It got you">> <</timedprogressbar>> As soon as you arrive in the park you realize your mistake. A dog on a walk with its human catches your scent and gives chase. [[Run!]]

You manage to find 3 twigs, still a bit green with life that have fallen off the bushes. They won't burn very well, but should still burn nonetheless. It begins to get dark as you realize you've already been out a while. I decide to [[head home now]] with my 3 green twigs I decide to [[stay out later]] looking for more firewood

Despite looking long and hard, you only find a single twig. It is very dry, and is sure to burn bright in the fire, but is absolutely not enough. You have no choice but to [[stay out later]] looking for more firewood

You begin the long walk home as it grows dark around you, worried about what the bird and mouse will say about the measly 3 twigs you collected. The thought suddenly leaves you though as the house comes into view, strangely visible in the dark as it burns bright on fire! The fire burns through the night and into the morning, as the mouse and bird are nowhere to be found. I [[run to the well]] to get water I [[wait outside]] for the fire to burn out

You stay out later than you know you should, but it pays off! You manage to find 7 decent twigs to bring home to the mouse and bird. However, as you start heading back, you hear a howl. I [[investigate the howl]] I [[head home faster than before]]

You hurry to the well the mouse visits every day, desperate for a way to douse the flames around your house. You only realize you don't have a bucket when you reach the edge of the well. As you look around for something to fill with water, something down the well catches your eye and you look down in horror to see the bird unmoving at the bottom of the well. The bucket full of water resting next to it attached to its foot. Unable to do anything to save the bird, you head back to the house and [[wait outside]] through the night for the flames to go out.

You spend the night outside in the cold as the fire burns weaker, and eventually goes out as the sun rises. Crestfallen, you carefully head inside. Everything is burnt dark black or completely turned to ash. You head into the kitchen and another horrible sight greets you as you find the pot on the stove, unaffected by the fire, with the mouse's deformed boiled body inside. The house is destroyed, your partners are dead, but you survived. [[The End]]

The End Thank you for playing my game inspired by the fairytale by the Brothers Grimm. If you're curious to see what happened to the other partners of the household, feel free to go back to the [[Start]]

<<timedprogressbar 4 20em>> <<goto "It got you">> <</timedprogressbar>> You start running away from the beast closing in on you. [[Keep running!]]

You didn't run fast enough, and your last moments are filled with pain as the dog sinks its teeth into your body, joyfully ripping its new snack apart. [[The End]]

<<timedprogressbar 3 20em>> <<goto "It got you">> <</timedprogressbar>> You continue running as fast as your little sausage legs can carry you, but the wild animal is closing in. [[Run faster!]]

<<timedprogressbar 2 20em>> <<goto "It got you">> <</timedprogressbar>> You're getting tired, starting to slow down. [[Don't give up!]]

<<timedprogressbar 1 20em>> <<goto "It got you">> <</timedprogressbar>> It's hopeless, the monster is going to get you! [[Fall down]] [[Dodge the bite]]

Despite your best efforts, you trip and fall. [[It got you]]

Moving deeper into the woods, you fail to see the dark shape of the wolf in front of you in the night, and bump into it. You drop the wood in a panic as the wolf bites down before you can react. The last thing you see is a glowing silver eye as everything fades to black. [[The End]]

<<timedprogressbar 5 20em>> <<goto "It got you">> <</timedprogressbar>> As you move faster towards home, you hear fast footsteps break the silence of the night air. [[Run!]]

You manage to jump out of the way of the sharp teeth that try to bite down on you. Still running, you head home not looking back. The house comes into view, strangely visible in the dark as it burns bright on fire! The fire burns through the night and into the morning, as the mouse and bird are nowhere to be found. I [[run to the well]] to get water I [[wait outside]] for the fire to burn out

Never really having had a chance to sleep in before, you eagerly pull the covers up and go back to sleep. You dream of the sweet smells of food and wake up an hour later excited now to start cooking. You head to the kitchen to see the sausage has left to go fetch firewood, and the bird has already set the table, though not as nice as you normally do. I am going to [[make soup]] today I am going to [[make hot dogs]] today

You head to the kitchen to see the sausage has left to go fetch firewood, and the bird is at work setting the table. You watch it struggle to stretch the tablecloth, a job your fingers make easy. I [[offer to help the bird]] finish setting the table I [[get started cooking]] since setting the table isn't my job today

Soup is always a safe choice, and cutting off limbs for hot dogs seems a little scary. You boil the last remaining water from yesterday on the stove top. Trying to remember what the sausage usually puts in the soup, you grab some nearby ingredients. I [[add salt]] to the soup I [[add vegetables]] to the soup

You've been in the house working on setting the table and fire plenty of times when the sausage is cooking, and remember how he likes to cook hot dogs. The bird hasn't gotten new water for today yet, but you got enough yesterday to make the hot dogs still. You start boiling the water and then grab the knife. I [[cut off 3 toes]] for the hot dogs I change my mind and decide to [[make soup]] instead

You head over to the table and grab one end of the cloth, allowing the bird to stretch it the rest of the way over. The bird thanks you for your help, and you head to the kitchen to cook. Realizing you are running a bit behind now, you know you only have time to [[make soup]]

As you step in the kitchen, you think of the types of food the sausage normally makes. I am going to [[make soup]] today I am going to [[make hot dogs]] today

It feels wrong, but the sausage does it every few days, and his flesh always grows back. Yours probably will too. "Ouch!" you scream as pain rushes from your foot up your body. That hurt a lot more than you were expecting. I bite my tongue and [[cut off another toe]] This can't be right. I decide to [[make the soup]] instead

You add salt to the soup as you're pretty sure there's usually a salty taste when the sausage makes it. I [[add the vegetables]] to the soup next I [[lower myself]] into the soup next

There's usually some chunks of carrot in the soup when the sausage makes it, so you grab a carrot and chop it into the pot. I [[add the salt]] to the soup next I [[lower myself]] into the soup next

That hurt a lot, but the sausage does it every few days. You're going to make these hot dogs, and can deal with a little pain. You ready yourself for the pain and cut off a second toe into the pot. The pain grows worse, now with 2 toes cut off and bleeding. You start to feel a little light headed. I get it over with and [[cut off one last toe]] I can't take it, and [[make the soup]] instead

That hurt way more than you thought it would. The sausage must have a crazy high pain tolerance to do that so often. Soup is a safer option you decide, as you bandage up your foot. Trying to remember what the sausage usually puts in the soup, you grab some nearby ingredients. I [[add salt]] to the soup I [[add vegetables]] to the soup

Wow that hurt. You bandage your foot up and stop the bleeding as the hot dogs boil in the pot. You have to shift your weight off of your foot as it hurts too much to stand on now, but the hot dogs cook and smell great. The bird begins to start the fire across the room and you notice it throws 5 twigs in the fireplace, which is way too many. Before you can say anything, the bird strikes the match and the fire erupts! I [[go help the bird]] by the spreading fire I [[run for safety]] outside

You hobble over to the fire trying to help the bird put it out, but there is no water left in the house. In your attempts to fan the fire, you only make things worse, as the fire spreads burning both you and the bird alive. [[The End]]

Knowing if you can't stop the fire, you won't have time to escape with your injured foot, you head for the door. The bird grabs the bucket and runs outside after you. With your injured foot, there's no chance you'll make it to the well to get water in time, and watch the fire spread as the bird flies to the well. Time passes, and the fire spreads out of control. The bird doesn't return. The sausage hasn't come home. I go [[look for the sausage]] I go [[look for the bird]]

Realizing hope for the house is probably lost, and the bird should be capable of getting water itself, you decide to head to the woods to look for the sausage. Carefully moving through the woods in the dark, you hear the familiar voice of the sausage shout out "Ahhhhh help!" From the direction of the voice, you see a large grey wolf with bright silver eyes bite down on the sausage, tearing him in half. [[I head back to the house]]

You limp to the well, desperate for a way to douse the flames around your house and find the bird. You reach it finally, but don't see the bird or the bucket. As you look around for something to fill with water, something down the well catches your eye and you look down in horror to see the bird unmoving at the bottom of the well. The bucket full of water resting next to it attached to its foot. Unable to do anything to save the bird, you head back to the house and [[wait through the night]] for the flames to go out.

You spend the night outside in the cold as the fire burns weaker, and eventually goes out as the sun rises. Crestfallen, you carefully head inside. Everything is burnt dark black or completely turned to ash. The sausage never returned, and you assume the worst. The house is destroyed, your partners are dead, but you survived. [[The End]]

You spend the night outside in the cold as the fire burns weaker, and eventually goes out as the sun rises. Crestfallen, you carefully head inside. Everything is burnt dark black or completely turned to ash. The sausage never returned, and you assume the worst. Curious to see what happened with the bird, you head [[to the well]].

Something down the well catches your eye and you look down in horror to see the bird unmoving at the bottom of the well. The bucket full of water resting next to it attached to its foot. Unable to do anything to save the bird, you head back to the house. Everything is burnt dark black or completely turned to ash. The house is destroyed, your partners are dead, but you survived. [[The End]]

The sausage always finishes the soup off by lowering himself into the pot to add a delicious meaty taste. You lower yourself into the boiling water excited to see what flavor you add, and are shocked to feel intense pain. You try to escape the pot, but the metal burns as you grab it for support and let go, flailing in the boiling water as you boil yourself alive. [[The End]]

There's usually some chunks of carrot in the soup when the sausage makes it, so you grab a carrot and chop it into the pot. Finally I [[lower myself]] into the soup

You add salt to the soup as you're pretty sure there's usually a salty taste when the sausage makes it. Finally I [[lower myself]] into the soup

Setting the table should be the easiest and fastest task. You head to the cupboard that the mouse usually gets the tablecloth from and begin to set the table. Your feathers and feet aren't particularly good at stretching the tablecloth though, and you struggle a bit. You do eventually get the table set, with a few crinkles in the tablecloth, and the forks not quite straight. It will do though. I decide to get [[water]] next I decide to start the [[fire]] next

The mouse has started cooking with the remainder of yesterday's water, so you grab the empty bucket and fly to the well outside the house. Your feathers are no good for lowering the bucket into the well though. I [[fly down]] with the bucket to fill up the water myself I [[go home without water]]

As you thought there would be, there are still enough twigs for the fire today. While the mouse begins cooking in the kitchen, you head to the fireplace and grab some twigs. I start the fire with [[2 twigs]] I start the fire with [[5 twigs]]

You fly down into the well holding the bucket with your foot. It is narrow though, and hard to keep your wings flapping. You reach the bottom and lower the bucket in, filling it with water, but now it's heavy, and begins to weigh you down. You struggle helplessly as you are pulled down by the bucket wrapped around your foot, and feel the oxygen leave your lungs. [[The End]]

There was enough water for the mouse to start cooking, so it wouldn't be the end of the world if you didn't get water today. I head home and realize it is [[time to start the fire]]

You strike the match and light the 2 twigs on fire, but it isn't very warm. The flame is much smaller than usual when the mouse starts the fire. [[I add more twigs to the fire]] [[I am satisfied with the small fire]]

The fire burns strong, too strong! It is much hotter and bigger than the usual fires the mouse starts, and you begin to panic as the fire spreads out from the fireplace. Looking around, you see the water bucket empty as you haven't filled it yet. I run to [[the well]] to fill the bucket I [[abandon the house]] and run away

Content with the fire, despite it being small, you continue with your daily tasks. I decide to head to the well and get the [[water]] next

Time passes, and the fire spreads out of control. The mouse is surely dead inside, and the sausage hasn't returned. It is beginning to get dark out. [[I wait out the night]] wathcing the house burn [[I look for the sausage]]

You fly as fast as you can to the well with the bucket held in your foot. Your feathers are no good for lowering the bucket into the well though. I [[fly down]] with the bucket to fill up the water myself I [[abandon the house]]

Not wanting to waste time, you throw the rest of the twigs on the fire and light the match. The fire burns strong, too strong! It is much hotter and bigger than the usual fires the mouse starts, and you begin to panic as the fire spreads out from the fireplace. Looking around, you see the water bucket empty as you didn't fill it up. I realize I'll have to [[fly down]] in the well to fill the bucket I [[abandon the house]] and run away

You spend the night outside in the cold as the fire burns weaker, and eventually goes out as the sun rises. Crestfallen, you carefully head inside. Everything is burnt dark black or completely turned to ash. The sausage never returned, and you assume the worst. The house is destroyed, your partners are dead, but you survived. [[The End]]