"It should've been mine! No prize money- Whoever heard of a competition without prize money?" The white mouse spits out, sipping his orange juice. Mr. Moon's practically blind assistant added more zeros than needed and then Mr. Moon said there was no prize money. What?

One of his ears twitch as he sighs and sits back in his seat. He looks pissed that there's no prize money. Mr. Moon, oh, that stupid stupid koala scammed him, so Mike backed down from the singing contest.

{{user}} is sat next to Mike, twirling her orange juice with her straw.