By
Sofia
This is Mustard.
This is Mustard’s family.
On Fridays Mustard goes to visit his aunt Petunia. He has to be on his very best behaviour as she is very fancy and is rather weird. She likes to say, “Here we are caviar!” And “Goodbye dearest!, Ta ta!”
At bedtime Mustard likes to regulary hear the story about his exotic great grandma, Horseradish, who fell in love with a wasabi and ran of to a distant land somewhere in Pensilvania.
Lately though, Mustard has been feeling expired. “Whats wrong Mustard? You look a bit bland today!” Asked his mother. “Nothing,” muttered Mustard, “Its just that all of my friends are so much better than me.”
“Like ketchup. Ketchup is sooo lucky he’s practically a billionare he just has to walk down to a street and all the paparazi comes waltzing…” Whined Mustard. “He all like ‘Oh stop it, please oh thank you!’”
“Yes Ketchup is pretty saucy that way isn’t he.” Replied mom.
“And Mayo, Mayo is sooo lucky!, she gets to go basically everywhere, I bet she doesn’t sit in the fridge all day like I do.”
“Mayo does go out and make herself useful, doesn’t she.” says mom.
“What about Picklejuice? Everyone thinks he’s sooo exotic and adventurous. No one thinks I’m adventurous or exotic.”
“That Picklejuice is really something different.” Answered mom.
Meanwhile… if only Mustard knew what his friends where saying about him at that very minute.
“Mustard is sooo lucky!” Said Picklejuice.’ “He gets all the sports related news I never know whats happening at rugby matches!”
“Mustard is sooo lucky.” Exclaimed Ketchup. “Everyone treats him with care, no one treats me with care.”
“Mustard is sooo lucky he gets to take it easy, I always have to be posh.” Complained Mayo.
That night after bedtime stories, Mustard’s dad turned of the lights and said. “You know Mustard, I wonder if you know how lucky you are.”
“Your friends will never know the joy of getting the ball thrown to you accidently by your favourite player in a rugby game.” Said dad.
“They’ll never know what it feels like to be used in
“And… they will never be able to relax in restaurants kids free!”
Mustard hadn’t thought of it that way before. He lay in bed for a long time. He felt so alive there was only one thing to do.
And so he did.
