There's Something Wrong With Mickey

M-Mickey?

(A/n: Okay so before we start, there will be some gore ahead but fret not bc there will be a warning before, this was not meant to be light hearted crack lol. 

Anyway this is my first attempt at writing without my lovely co-author, I wrote this in one night surviving off of flat monsters and spite with a healthy dose of boredom.

MOVING ON!!! ENJOY IG YOU FREAKY DEAKY MOTHERTRUCKERS) 

Goofy slowly opened up the gate that led up to Mickey's clubhouse. It let loose a loud groaning noise that pierced the stale air.

"Well garsh, that's odd" thought Goofy, "Mickey always makes sure everything is in tip-top shape."

This fact only proved to make Goofy more worried, because if he was being honest it had been days since anyone had seen the happy-go-lucky rodent.

Goofy cursed himself internally, he should have come here sooner. 

Goofy sighed as walked down the circular rock pathway, furrowing his brows as he reminisced on the last day he had seen Mickey.

Mickey and the group had decided that today would be the perfect day for a picnic.

The sun was shining beautifully through the leaves casting a glow on Mickey that seemed otherworldly.

The light crunch of the gravel pathway, the murmuring of Daisy and Minnie, and the slight grumbling complaints from Donald filled Goofy with a joy like no other.

"Right here guys! This is the perfect place for our picnic!" Mickey said as he placed the red and white checkered blanket on the soft dewy grass.

"Oh Mickey! This was such a good idea! We haven't had the time to truly relax in what feels like weeks" Minnie said as everyone piled on to the blanket.

"You got that right girl, we oughta do something like this every week!" Daisy exclaimed as she opened the tan wicker basket filled with delicious treats for the group's enjoyment.

"Well garsh Daisy, that's a great idea!" Goofy said basking in the fact that he had managed to snag a spot right next to Mickey himself.

The mood was briefly ruined when Donald interjected with a "If I had to spend any more time with you lot I'd be driven crazy!" 

Daisy giggled softly as she teased Donald. "Oh come on now, you know you love us!" 

The world seemed to fade into the background as Goofy turned to look at Mickey only to find that he was already gazing at him.

Mickey had a soft smile on his face, and a look in his eyes that had Goofy's face turning a bright red.

"Well garsh Mickey, I don't have something on my face do I." 

Mickey giggled a bit, "hUh HuH" 

"Nope, I'm just admiring the view Goofy" Mickey said as he lightly interlocked pinkies with his secret love away from the view of the others.

Before Goofy could respond he heard a creaking sound coming from the tree above Mickey's head.

It seems Mickey heard it too, "Hmm, It must be the win-"

A loud cracking sound interrupted Mickey before he could finish, and Goofy could only watch in horror as a thick branch from the tree slammed into Mickey's head.

The next hour or so was a blur as Goofy and the others rushed to get Mickey back to the clubhouse to get the medical attention he needed.

When he finally awoke after everyone else went home, Goofy rushed to his bedside and gently gripped Mickey's hand in his.