Charles the mouse was out of his pocket and he was very cold. He was looking for his cheese. He went to the market to buy some. When he arrived the cheese vender was all out of his favorite kind. So the quest for the BEST CHEESE BEGINS! Charles living in his pocket in the middle of Germany,he went on the train to his secaret garage. He rolled out of there in his awesome Porche 911 turbo and headed to the autoban. He was going 210 in his porche on the autoban. He was headed to Switzerland to get his best ever Swiss Cheese. When he crossed the boarder into Switzerland he was bombarded by a gang of swiss cats. They wanted to take his cheese money. Charles being in his awesomly fast Porche, he out ran the cats in less than a mile. When he got to the cheese vender in Switzerland they had all the swiss cheese in the world.He bought fiftey pounds of it and drove back to his house in Germany and ate some.