His first mistake was to sit in front of her and his second mistake was to wait for her to speak. She waved her hands, pulled her slippers back and then tossed them in front of her, preparing another round of throwing slippers. Fearing the strange outcome, he stood up with a serious expression that didn't suggest he would be running away but either way, he did it.
His third mistake was to run away when she had slippers. He heard many times how a mother had the ability to aim accurately a slipper wherever she wanted but she wasn't his mother. She wasn't a mother at all. Only mothers had that skill. Technically, she would miss.
He grinned as he ran away, completely full of himself until a slipper hit the back of his head. He fell, face first onto the ground. There wasn't anywhere where to run. The dimension was completely cut from reality; it was made that way so no rat would listen to their conversation.
