Two little mice were in a sad and gray square: one is bored.
The other one takes a paintbrush and starts painting a red circle.
It colours everything in red, even its own friend.
The first mouse is not bored anymore, it is rather surprised
The rhythem is frantic. The mice move dancing: One tilts and somersaults, the other one throws the brush far, which, on its own, keeps on painting everything in red.
Their shadows seperate from their bodies and they grow bigger and bigger, until the little mice disappear, in order to fly free and happy in the circle. The nose of the first mouse peeps out of the circle, but...where do they end up?