Disney Storybits 75

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The King is respected by everyone, even by total strangers. No matter where Mickey goes and who he meets everyone calls him The King. It's the same in his own home. His best friends will come him by 'his highness' before even considering saying his real name. He understands it's a matter of respect. It doesn't mean he likes it.

Only when they're alone does Minnie sigh his name. It's the sweetest sound.

~*~

The three musketeers had never given too much thought of what the princess would be like before they met her. Women and love lives were not exactly high on their 'things they wanted' list. Mickey in particular felt he could have gone throughout his entire life without a woman. Of course his entire mindset had been changed when he met the princess. His entire life had been changed when he met her.

Perhaps women and love lives could be a little more important. Maybe even most important of all.

~*~

Donald knows why Daisy gets a lot of suitors after her. She's gorgeous, she's sweet, and nearly perfect in every way. He also knows she could do better than him. He'd never admit it out loud, but Gladstone, for example, can meet her needs and wants. Despite this, she usually stays by Donald's side. Donald does his best to keep her there.

He loves her and he's going to do whatever it takes to make her stay. He's stubborn that way.

~*~

They're out in public for goodness sake! Minnie doesn't even bother trying to lecture Mickey again and instead gives him a harsh glare. It contains what she's been saying all through out the date - keep your hands to yourself. Mickey relents and in a gesture of understanding he holds out his hands. Minnie is a little surprised but decides to trust him. Mickey is a man of his word and he will keep his hands to himself for the rest of the evening.

She never said anything about where to put his tail, though. She learns that mistake a startled second later.

~*~

The number of love potions and variants of such things Magica has used on Scrooge has probably gone into the hundreds. Of course none of them have ever worked as long or in the right way as she has needed them to in order to attain his dime. Yet she eventually resorts to trying that same tactic again. Eventually she discovers he's been getting a magical immunity to them. It's like some poisons - endure enough of them and then you don't even notice them affecting you anymore. That's what Magica assumes anyway.

One day Poe asks what happens if a love potion is used on someone who is already in love with the target. Magica throws a spell book at him to make him shut up.

~*~

Everything Minnie does is absolutely cute. She's cute when she smiles, when she pouts, when she's positive, when she's got doubts. Even in her worst tempers and most disgusting illnesses, Mickey finds Minnie irresistibly cute. it's just the perfect word for her. Sure, she's also pretty, lovely, perfect, but cute is just the number one best word to use for her. Minnie is cute.

She always denies that she's cute. It's what Mickey finds cutest of all.

~*~

Donald's friends don't understand why he is so terrified of having a child with Daisy. After all, Donald has raised his nephews almost all their lives, and they've turned out well. Then there's the support from Uncle Scrooge, and of course all of the friends would be willing to help. Donald himself has good father material and can be kind when counted upon. Daisy is looking forward to having little ducklings, and it's obvious she'll be a great mom. But perhaps that's part of Donald's terror.

It's not about taking care of his child. It's about taking care of something that's part of the woman he loves most.

~*~

Mickey likes to sleep because the adventures he has in his dreams usually outweigh the ones in real life. One night he might be a valiant knight rescuing a maiden from a dragon, and another he might be a top secret spy who has to escape a high tech prison. More often than not Minnie is in his dreams. She plays the fair damsel who needs his rescue and love. She is what keeps the adventures running strong and make his nights enjoyable. He often looks forward to sleeping because of this.

Then there are the nights his rescues fail. He considers those his most terrifying nightmares.

~*~

Magica DeSpell absolutely hates Scrooge McDuck. She hates how stubborn he is about his dime. She hates how he always triumphs in her schemes. She hates how he gloats about his money. She hates how he never loses. She hates what a close family he now has.

She hates how he is always in her thoughts. She hates him morning, noon, and night.

~*~

It had started out as a teasing experiment. Mickey had thought he had found all the fun places to nibble on Minnie. Her shoulders meant intimacy, her neck induced squeals, her fingers were ticklish. One day, out of the blue, he realized had yet to try her ears. He didn't see the harm in it, and without warning, took a delightful bite into her left one. He'd never seen her turn that shade of red before.

She had nearly passed out into his arms. He'd have to save this technique for special occasions.

~*~

It's an unusual sight when ducks kiss. They don't really have lips, and the puckering looks awkward. Truth be told, Donald knows how strange it looks to others. He actually prefers it when he and Daisy nuzzle their beaks together. It creates a vibration throughout their beaks and resonates into their bodies. It's a gentle hum of affection that can't be heard, only felt.

Not to say he doesn't like it when she kisses him. He really likes it when they kiss.

~*~

Morgana sometimes wonders if Drake minds the differences in their heights. She has to lean down to kiss him, and he has to get on his toes to hug her. With his inflated ego, she assumes that this difference irritates him greatly. Eventually, on one of their morbid dates, she gets the nerve to ask him about it. He looks surprised that she did. Of course he doesn't mind.

He likes that she's tall. It's more of her to love.

~*~

Perfection does not exist. Everything and everyone has flaws. Minnie is fully aware of these facts, and so she doesn't like it when Mickey calls her perfect. It makes her search harder for her flaws, and then accuses him of lying. He must be trying to sweeten her up because he's done something wrong. It's the only excuse she can think of.

The problem is, Mickey does find her perfect. It's one of his flaws.

~*~

Despite being a high ranking servant to Queen Minnie, Daisy often feels useless. Her closest friends have special powers and abilities that can help their kingdom. Goofy is a knight, Donald has his spells, Mickey has the keyblade, and even Minnie has learned magic under Yen Sid. Daisy has nothing. All she can do is stay by Minnie's side and hope for Donald's safe return. Little does she know the truth.

Her existence does a great deal. She is the fighting strength behind her powerful wizard.

~*~

Magica has a crystal ball, which given her profession is not surprising to learn. Initially she used it to spy on Scrooge in order to come up with her latest scheme. She would watch, and wait, and plan, but time managed to find a way to soothe her mind. Eventually the waiting part waned and the planning part faded. Soon she just watched him. She would watch all through the day and most of the night until she nodded off right at her desk.

Because of those influential memories of the day, she wound up watching him in her dreams too. Only in the realm of dreams did he watch her in turn.

~*~

The world has so many dangers, and you should do what it takes to protect yourself. For example, you shouldn't tell someone you are ticklish if they are in touching range. Minnie sadly didn't learn this fact until it was too late. But another danger of this world is revenge. Mickey shouldn't have opened his big mouth. "Aw, whaddya makin' such a fuss for? I'm ticklish and I don't-"

Then it was too late. He was happily helpless under her hands.

~*~

In hindsight, trying out an untested time machine was not one of Minnie's brighter moves. Curiosity killed the cat, but it left the mouse alive in a strange old world. She felt helpless immediately, and could have easily been prey to the monsters of yesterday. However, fate was at least kind enough to send a mouse of that time to her aide. He gave her protection, and she gave him warmth.

Love like that was not a modern invention. It has always existed.

~*~

Mickey and Donald are best friends, but some people wouldn't be able to tell upon first meeting them. Between Mickey's teasings and Donald's back stabbing, they would seem more like enemies. If you told them this, however, they would be greatly offended. They're fully aware of their friend's flaws, and have come to accept them. Donald thinks Mickey can be clever with his teases. Mickey thinks Donald is loyal at the exact right times.

You would be hard pressed to get them to admit these things to each other, though. It'd just be a new argument between them.

~*~

Donald only buys one kind of flower for Daisy. It's not about the cost or convenience, and the name game is obvious. He actually likes daisies and sometimes keeps a few for himself. The white petals remind him of Daisy's soft white feathers. The yellow center reminds him of Daisy's pretty little beak. The scent always brings to mind her perfume.
As he stands on her front door with a fresh bouquet, he takes a deep whiff while waiting for her. He's already flooded with beautiful memories of her before she even shows up.

~*~

Mrs. Beakly is ill, so the duty of telling bed time fairy tales to Webbigail somehow falls upon Scrooge. He begrudgingly does his best, taking an old book and adding some snippy commentary every so often. Webby listens faithfully, enjoying the story of the valiant prince fighting an evil sorceress. Eventually Webby has her own commentary to make. "The prince and the sorceress sound a lot alike… maybe he should marry her instead of the princess." Scrooge paused, and suddenly the images of the prince and the sorceress changed in his mind.

When Webby asked why he had suddenly started blushing, he flustered and ended the story right then and there. Ironically it was he who couldn't sleep that night.