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Normal is relative in Spookyville. If something happens to you enough times, you might consider it normal for your every day to day life. Today, for example, Mayor Mickey found it normal to have received a letter from warlock Mortimer to meet him in the town square for another magic duel. Ever since Mortimer had arrived in Spookyville, he had tried to take it over by challenging Mickey to these ridiculous battles, and had lost in utter humiliation each and every time. Mickey had earned his mayoral position due to his strong magic, so now it was just a chore to kick Mortimer's butt again.
However, for once his scale of normal was tipped. When Mickey arrived at town square at the designated time, he found his secretary, Donald, his chef, Goofy, and his stalker, Minnie, already there. Minnie dived for him, and Mickey easily stepped aside to miss her glomp. "Hey guys! What're ya doin' here?"
Donald held up a small envelope be
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Usually for his dates with Minnie, Mickey didn't need to prepare much. All he really needed to do was look presentable, and have enough money on hand. Today, he didn't even need his wallet, as the plan was a picnic out in the park. So, aside from bringing a blanket, the only thing he needed to do was come up with a legitimate excuse to nibble on Minnie's neck in public. As he headed for a door, and wondered if 'I saw a fly on yer neck and was tryin' ta catch it with my teeth' was plausible, ringing from his telephone interrupted his train of thought. Deciding answering the call wouldn't take too long, he backtracked and picked it up, answering cheerfully. "Mickey Mouse is in the house!"
"Hello, Mickey." He instantly recognized the sound of his sweetheart, but he could also tell there was something dreadfully wrong with it. It was downtrodden and nasally, a troubling combination. "I'm sorry that this is so short notice, bu
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"What's in a name?"
Mickey was sure there was more to the famous quote than that, but for the life of him, he couldn't remember it. He was an uneducated orphan, though, so at least he had a valid excuse for his lack of book smarts. He normally didn't go around thinking about famous quotes, but it had popped into his head thanks to the princess, and an unusual request of hers.
They were in the royal gardens, and she had insisted that her loyal and faithful musketeer come with her for protection. It could be argued that ever since Pete and his goons had been locked up, she was perfectly safe in there and no one in their right mind would try dropping a safe on her again but by now just about everyone in the palace understood her flimsy excuses to keep Mickey close. This included Mickey, and he was more than happy to obey whatever silly whims she wanted. To be fair, he did at least try to keep the appearance of
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Normally by now, Mickey would have cracked some joke about the entire situation. Perhaps something like 'He should have kept his eye on me' or 'Now that's what I call a crash landing'. The fact he hadn't made a single witty retort about what had happened was among the things that were scaring Minnie half to death. Of course, all of his battle wounds were helping her fears just as much. He wasn't joking; he was bleeding, broken, laying there on the beach like trash tossed aside. Even breathing looked like a struggle for him.
She was angry and knew logically she had no right to be. But she was, and she couldn't stop it, and so she angrily pounded her hands on the sand, at his side, hot tears rolling down her face. "N-N-Nnnn No one a-asked you to save me!" She managed to hiccup, voice shrill, looming over him. "I didn't ask you to! No one asked you to, no one told you to!" Technically, there was no fault there,