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A Time to Love ch. 10

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A Time to Love ch. 10

Minnie sat in the hallway outside the hospital room, looking at the door every few minutes. Holding back tears, she wrung her hands as the minutes ticked by; each one seemed like hours to her. The doctor had said he would tell her once Mickey was out of danger, but it had already been so long… No. It was better not to even think like this. A hand on her shoulder made her look up; her father was standing beside her. “I’m sorry I couldn’t come sooner. The police wanted to speak to me.” Minnie sniffled as he hugged her. “How much longer can it take?” she whispered. Marcus sat down beside her, stroking her shoulder. “I’m sure he’ll be all right.” Minnie took a deep breath and nodded. “I asked Horace to notify any family,” Marcus said. “They should be here soon.” Minnie nodded, only half hearing what he said. She was too worried to really think about much. “What about Mortimer?” she asked bitterly. “How long will he get?” Her father gave her a slight smile. “McDuck gave the police
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A Time to Love ch. 9

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A Time to Love ch. 9

Minnie rushed out of her father’s office and snatched her coat before hurrying out into the cold. She shivered a little and bit her lip; if Mickey was outside in this weather, it couldn’t be good for his illness. Her anger continued to simmer as she hurried down the street. She had never been to Mortimer’s place, thankfully, but thanks to his constant invitations she knew where it was. When she finally reached it, her nose wrinkled. It was exactly what she would have expected from him: it looked big and fancy at first glance, but a closer look showed it was poorly maintained. Most likely he couldn’t afford to hire enough people due to spending beyond his means. Fists clenched, Minnie marched straight through the gate and up to the door, raising a fist and pounding on it as loud as she could. She only stopped when she finally heard the latch click. An aged, timid looking goat opened the door. “C-can I help you, miss?” he asked softly. Minnie felt some of her animosity fade, doubting
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A Time to Love ch. 8

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A Time to Love ch. 8

Minnie sat in front of her mirror, pressing her lips together as she tried to swallow the lump in her throat. She felt terrible for how things had gone with Mickey yesterday. Of course she knew that it wasn’t him… she had wanted to apologize for sounding like she was accusing him right away. But the sight of his turned back had been too much to take, along with the fear that he would reject her. The fact that she hadn’t been brave enough to face that made her feel even worse. Glancing at the now empty box on her bureau, the tears threatened again. It made no sense… why would someone take that and only that? She let out a quiet sigh and laced her fingers, resting her chin on them. As much as it broke her heart to think it, she had to face the fact that the odds were she would never see it again. Whoever stole it probably had sold it by now. A few tears escaped as she closed her eyes. I’m sorry, Mother. Suddenly, a knock came at her door. Clearing her throat, she turned from her
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Bad Dream

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Bad Dream

Dot gasped as her eyes flew open. For a few moments she lay still, her heart pounding over the sound of her brothers’ snoring. Finally, she sat up and rubbed her eyes. The past week had been hectic, to say the least, and tomorrow promised to be even more crazy. Of course she was excited, and up until now hadn’t thought much about everything that could go wrong. But apparently she had been on some level, because that was all she had dreamed about just now. Letting out a quiet sigh, she lowered her hands into her lap. It’s been so long, and things have changed so much. It wasn’t so much that Dot was worried about performance anxiety… she knew all three of them could still do the job and do it good. But after twenty-two years, would other people think it was good? The world wasn’t the same as it was when they started out. Then a rustling sound made her ears twitch, and she couldn’t help but smile as she looked at the edge of her bunk… she knew what was coming. Sure enough, Yakko looked
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A Time to Love ch. 7

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A Time to Love ch. 7

“All right, take a deep breath.” Trying not to shiver at the cold touch of the stethoscope, Mickey obeyed. He glanced over at the doctor, trying to read his face, but it wasn’t giving much away. “Hmm.” Finally, the man stepped back. “So, what’s the verdict?” Mickey asked before coughing a few times. “Well…” the doctor said, his brow furrowing. “It was a good idea to come get yourself checked out. It looks like you may be trying to get pneumonia.” Mickey blinked, stunned. Of all the things he had thought it might be, he never would have guessed that it would be this. “Are you serious?” The man nodded. “I’m afraid so.” After a moment, Mickey spoke again. “Then… what should I do?” “Well,” the doctor replied. “The good thing is that we caught it early. I think you can prevent it from flaring up if you take action now.” Mickey drummed his heels against the examination table, waiting for him to continue. “The best thing to do is get a lot of rest. I would recommend staying home
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A Time to Love ch. 6

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A Time to Love ch. 6

Mickey wore an eager smile on his face as he headed to work. It had been about a month now, and it had been going very well. The work had come quite easily to him, and while it was time-consuming, he enjoyed it enough to look forward to it every day. Of course, that wasn’t the only reason he had to look forward to it… Mickey’s smile widened at the thought of Minnie. Whenever she came out to the garden, after she finished tending her own bed, she would come over to him and they talked while he worked. That was the one thing he looked forward to most about his day. It turned out that him and Minnie, despite their different social classes, had a lot in common. Both had a positive outlook on life and tended to see the best in people. They had also both experienced the pain of losing family and found in each other someone who truly understood them. Both had also shared stories of their different lives; Minnie had told Mickey about her upper class upbringing, and he had told her about his
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A Time to Love ch. 5

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A Time to Love ch. 5

Mickey raised a hand and knocked three times on the large door. After a while, it opened to reveal a tall dog with gray hair and wearing a black tuxedo. “May I help you?” he asked in a clipped tone. Mickey felt a flutter of nerves but pushed it back and drew himself up a little taller. “My name is Michael Mouse.” A look of recognition passed the man’s face. “Ah, yes, the new fellow, right on time. Prompt, that’s good. Come with me… I’ll show you what to do.” Mickey followed the man into the mansion, trotting to keep up with his long strides. He glanced around as they moved through the foyer. It was obviously fine, but Mickey was surprised to see few symbols of wealth in the room. The look of simplicity persisted throughout the sitting room, and Mickey couldn’t stop himself from commenting. “Nice place.” The man spook in a cool tone without looking back at him. “Mr. Mouse does not make a habit of flaunting his wealth.” Mickey bit his tongue, wondering if he should have kept
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A Time to Love ch. 4

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A Time to Love ch. 4

Mickey stood nervously in front of Marcus Mouse; despite Minnie’s reassurance, he couldn’t help worrying that the man would refuse him. Although to be fair, he had heard that Marcus was a fair and honest businessman. “I know I’m probably not one o’ the best fitted for the job, sir,” he said, trying not to sound as nervous as he felt. “But I learn real fast and I work hard.” Marcus nodded, his eyes gentle even though he wasn’t smiling. “Judging from what my daughter has told me, I can very well believe that. She has also informed me of your situation, and with that in mind, I’d like to make a proposition.” “A… a proposition, sir?” Mickey asked, a twinge of unease coming over him. “Yes,” Marcus said. “I will let you try the job, and if it doesn’t work out, I can help you find another one that’ll help pay it back.” Mickey barely stopped his jaw from dropping. Was he serious? “Really?” he stammered, then remembered and quickly corrected himself. “Uh, I-I mean… th-thank you, sir! I’m
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Unwritten Rule: Confrontation

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Unwritten Rule: Confrontation

Yakko had some considerable skill in keeping cool and collected, at least on the outside, and usually had little trouble. This time, it was taking quite a bit of effort. The reason for this was the subject of his observation: the tall, scruffy looking toon kid across the park, kicking cans and probably imagining they were puppies. Just the sight of him made Yakko narrow his eyes… if he wasn’t a nice guy, this creep wouldn’t be leaving here in one piece. But unlike some people, he knew how to control himself. Taking a deep breath, he sauntered over to a nearby tree and leaned against it with his arms crossed. He just watched, waiting. Even though he was thinner than the other toon, he was just as tall, so odds were the creep wouldn’t go right to fist swinging. That was fine with him; he had no intention of avoiding physical confrontation, but verbal ones were much more fun. A grim smile tugged at Yakko’s face, but he managed to keep it blank. He needed to irritate, not threaten… for
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A Time to Love ch. 3

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A Time to Love ch. 3

Minnie smiled as Daisy stood in front of her mirror, turning one way and then the other as she smoothed invisible wrinkles in her gown and checked her hair. “Daisy, relax. You could go downstairs wearing a flour sack, and you’d still knock Donald off his feet.” Daisy turned and looked at her. “You really think so?” Minnie walked over and gently squeezed her friend’s hand. “I know so,” she said, then hugged her. “I’m so happy for you.” Daisy smiled as they separated, then her face fell a little. “I’m really sorry that stupid Mortimer is gonna be there. But he is a business associate of Donald’s uncle, and…” Minnie shook her head. “Don’t worry about it. I just don’t understand why Mr. McDuck deals with him. It might just be me, but I don’t trust him as far as I could throw a house.” “Well, actually…” Daisy looked around and stepped closer, lowering her voice. ”Donald told me that he thinks Mortimer is under investigation for fraud, and his uncle is communicating his dealings to
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A Time to Love ch. 10

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A Time to Love ch. 10

Minnie sat in the hallway outside the hospital room, looking at the door every few minutes. Holding back tears, she wrung her hands as the minutes ticked by; each one seemed like hours to her. The doctor had said he would tell her once Mickey was out of danger, but it had already been so long… No. It was better not to even think like this. A hand on her shoulder made her look up; her father was standing beside her. “I’m sorry I couldn’t come sooner. The police wanted to speak to me.” Minnie sniffled as he hugged her. “How much longer can it take?” she whispered. Marcus sat down beside her, stroking her shoulder. “I’m sure he’ll be all right.” Minnie took a deep breath and nodded. “I asked Horace to notify any family,” Marcus said. “They should be here soon.” Minnie nodded, only half hearing what he said. She was too worried to really think about much. “What about Mortimer?” she asked bitterly. “How long will he get?” Her father gave her a slight smile. “McDuck gave the police
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A Time to Love ch. 9

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A Time to Love ch. 9

Minnie rushed out of her father’s office and snatched her coat before hurrying out into the cold. She shivered a little and bit her lip; if Mickey was outside in this weather, it couldn’t be good for his illness. Her anger continued to simmer as she hurried down the street. She had never been to Mortimer’s place, thankfully, but thanks to his constant invitations she knew where it was. When she finally reached it, her nose wrinkled. It was exactly what she would have expected from him: it looked big and fancy at first glance, but a closer look showed it was poorly maintained. Most likely he couldn’t afford to hire enough people due to spending beyond his means. Fists clenched, Minnie marched straight through the gate and up to the door, raising a fist and pounding on it as loud as she could. She only stopped when she finally heard the latch click. An aged, timid looking goat opened the door. “C-can I help you, miss?” he asked softly. Minnie felt some of her animosity fade, doubting
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A Time to Love ch. 8

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A Time to Love ch. 8

Minnie sat in front of her mirror, pressing her lips together as she tried to swallow the lump in her throat. She felt terrible for how things had gone with Mickey yesterday. Of course she knew that it wasn’t him… she had wanted to apologize for sounding like she was accusing him right away. But the sight of his turned back had been too much to take, along with the fear that he would reject her. The fact that she hadn’t been brave enough to face that made her feel even worse. Glancing at the now empty box on her bureau, the tears threatened again. It made no sense… why would someone take that and only that? She let out a quiet sigh and laced her fingers, resting her chin on them. As much as it broke her heart to think it, she had to face the fact that the odds were she would never see it again. Whoever stole it probably had sold it by now. A few tears escaped as she closed her eyes. I’m sorry, Mother. Suddenly, a knock came at her door. Clearing her throat, she turned from her
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Bad Dream

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Bad Dream

Dot gasped as her eyes flew open. For a few moments she lay still, her heart pounding over the sound of her brothers’ snoring. Finally, she sat up and rubbed her eyes. The past week had been hectic, to say the least, and tomorrow promised to be even more crazy. Of course she was excited, and up until now hadn’t thought much about everything that could go wrong. But apparently she had been on some level, because that was all she had dreamed about just now. Letting out a quiet sigh, she lowered her hands into her lap. It’s been so long, and things have changed so much. It wasn’t so much that Dot was worried about performance anxiety… she knew all three of them could still do the job and do it good. But after twenty-two years, would other people think it was good? The world wasn’t the same as it was when they started out. Then a rustling sound made her ears twitch, and she couldn’t help but smile as she looked at the edge of her bunk… she knew what was coming. Sure enough, Yakko looked
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A Time to Love ch. 7

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A Time to Love ch. 7

“All right, take a deep breath.” Trying not to shiver at the cold touch of the stethoscope, Mickey obeyed. He glanced over at the doctor, trying to read his face, but it wasn’t giving much away. “Hmm.” Finally, the man stepped back. “So, what’s the verdict?” Mickey asked before coughing a few times. “Well…” the doctor said, his brow furrowing. “It was a good idea to come get yourself checked out. It looks like you may be trying to get pneumonia.” Mickey blinked, stunned. Of all the things he had thought it might be, he never would have guessed that it would be this. “Are you serious?” The man nodded. “I’m afraid so.” After a moment, Mickey spoke again. “Then… what should I do?” “Well,” the doctor replied. “The good thing is that we caught it early. I think you can prevent it from flaring up if you take action now.” Mickey drummed his heels against the examination table, waiting for him to continue. “The best thing to do is get a lot of rest. I would recommend staying home
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A Time to Love ch. 6

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A Time to Love ch. 6

Mickey wore an eager smile on his face as he headed to work. It had been about a month now, and it had been going very well. The work had come quite easily to him, and while it was time-consuming, he enjoyed it enough to look forward to it every day. Of course, that wasn’t the only reason he had to look forward to it… Mickey’s smile widened at the thought of Minnie. Whenever she came out to the garden, after she finished tending her own bed, she would come over to him and they talked while he worked. That was the one thing he looked forward to most about his day. It turned out that him and Minnie, despite their different social classes, had a lot in common. Both had a positive outlook on life and tended to see the best in people. They had also both experienced the pain of losing family and found in each other someone who truly understood them. Both had also shared stories of their different lives; Minnie had told Mickey about her upper class upbringing, and he had told her about his
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A Time to Love ch. 5

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A Time to Love ch. 5

Mickey raised a hand and knocked three times on the large door. After a while, it opened to reveal a tall dog with gray hair and wearing a black tuxedo. “May I help you?” he asked in a clipped tone. Mickey felt a flutter of nerves but pushed it back and drew himself up a little taller. “My name is Michael Mouse.” A look of recognition passed the man’s face. “Ah, yes, the new fellow, right on time. Prompt, that’s good. Come with me… I’ll show you what to do.” Mickey followed the man into the mansion, trotting to keep up with his long strides. He glanced around as they moved through the foyer. It was obviously fine, but Mickey was surprised to see few symbols of wealth in the room. The look of simplicity persisted throughout the sitting room, and Mickey couldn’t stop himself from commenting. “Nice place.” The man spook in a cool tone without looking back at him. “Mr. Mouse does not make a habit of flaunting his wealth.” Mickey bit his tongue, wondering if he should have kept
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A Time to Love ch. 4

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A Time to Love ch. 4

Mickey stood nervously in front of Marcus Mouse; despite Minnie’s reassurance, he couldn’t help worrying that the man would refuse him. Although to be fair, he had heard that Marcus was a fair and honest businessman. “I know I’m probably not one o’ the best fitted for the job, sir,” he said, trying not to sound as nervous as he felt. “But I learn real fast and I work hard.” Marcus nodded, his eyes gentle even though he wasn’t smiling. “Judging from what my daughter has told me, I can very well believe that. She has also informed me of your situation, and with that in mind, I’d like to make a proposition.” “A… a proposition, sir?” Mickey asked, a twinge of unease coming over him. “Yes,” Marcus said. “I will let you try the job, and if it doesn’t work out, I can help you find another one that’ll help pay it back.” Mickey barely stopped his jaw from dropping. Was he serious? “Really?” he stammered, then remembered and quickly corrected himself. “Uh, I-I mean… th-thank you, sir! I’m
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Unwritten Rule: Confrontation

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Unwritten Rule: Confrontation

Yakko had some considerable skill in keeping cool and collected, at least on the outside, and usually had little trouble. This time, it was taking quite a bit of effort. The reason for this was the subject of his observation: the tall, scruffy looking toon kid across the park, kicking cans and probably imagining they were puppies. Just the sight of him made Yakko narrow his eyes… if he wasn’t a nice guy, this creep wouldn’t be leaving here in one piece. But unlike some people, he knew how to control himself. Taking a deep breath, he sauntered over to a nearby tree and leaned against it with his arms crossed. He just watched, waiting. Even though he was thinner than the other toon, he was just as tall, so odds were the creep wouldn’t go right to fist swinging. That was fine with him; he had no intention of avoiding physical confrontation, but verbal ones were much more fun. A grim smile tugged at Yakko’s face, but he managed to keep it blank. He needed to irritate, not threaten… for
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A Time to Love ch. 3

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A Time to Love ch. 3

Minnie smiled as Daisy stood in front of her mirror, turning one way and then the other as she smoothed invisible wrinkles in her gown and checked her hair. “Daisy, relax. You could go downstairs wearing a flour sack, and you’d still knock Donald off his feet.” Daisy turned and looked at her. “You really think so?” Minnie walked over and gently squeezed her friend’s hand. “I know so,” she said, then hugged her. “I’m so happy for you.” Daisy smiled as they separated, then her face fell a little. “I’m really sorry that stupid Mortimer is gonna be there. But he is a business associate of Donald’s uncle, and…” Minnie shook her head. “Don’t worry about it. I just don’t understand why Mr. McDuck deals with him. It might just be me, but I don’t trust him as far as I could throw a house.” “Well, actually…” Daisy looked around and stepped closer, lowering her voice. ”Donald told me that he thinks Mortimer is under investigation for fraud, and his uncle is communicating his dealings to
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