Mickey Mouse F*ck House ;)

Quantros

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Ben and Y/N would walk out, they both hopped in his B.M.W and drove off. Y/N was scrolling on TikTok, as they drive up to the Italian Restaurant. Ben and Y/N would get out of the car, as the Valet would drive the car off to the parking garage.

Host: How many? Table for two?

Ben: Yes.

Host: Perfect! Follow me.

Ben and Y/N would follow the Host to a candlelit table, with a rose in a beautiful glass vase.

Host: Your waiter will be out shortly.

Y/N: This place is immaculate! Thank you for taking me here.

Ben: I'm glad you like it.

Y/N and Ben would scan the menu, waiting for the waiter to come. The waiter would arrive.

Waiter: What would you two like to drink?

Y/N: We will both have cuantro shots.

Waiter: Alright, I will be back with the drinks.

Ben: Oh! I also think we're ready to order.

Waiter: Okay, what would you guys like to eat?

Y/N: I'll have Steak, medium please.

Ben: I will have the salmon, please.

Waiter: Okay, the food will be ready shortly.

The waiter would leave.

Ben: Did I ever get to mention how stunning you are?

Y/N: Shut up, you're literally so handsome.

Ben and Y/N would smile. Right next to their table, Mr. Mouse will be having a business meeting with his fellow colleagues about the future of Squirt Mountain. While the meeting was going well, Mr. Mouse looked over his shoulder to see Ben and Y/N flirting with each other. Mr. Mouse would break his fork in half with rage, looking at the site. Mr. Mouse had a devious idea to make both Y/N and Ben drunk, so he could take advantage of them. Mr. Mouse would look at a tray of cuantro shots, thinking it was theirs, he would sneak over next to the tray with a bottle of vodka. Mr. Mouse would spill each cup, filling them up with hard Vodka. Mr. Mouse would sneak back to his meeting, just in time for the waiter to bring the tray to their table.

Waiter: Here are your Cuantro shots.

Ben & Y/N: Thank you!

Y/N would take the first shot, as Ben would take his first shot.

Ben: Woah, are you sure this is Cuantro, baby?

Y/N: I'm sure, It's fine.

Ben and Y/N would take their second shot, feeling dizzy.

Y/N: Is it just me, or is the room spinning?

Ben & Y/N would go ahead and take their third. At this point, both of them have blacked out. Mr. Mouse would look over his shoulder again and see them blacked out, he would grin.

Mr. Mouse: Sorry Pal's I have to go use the restroom again, yuh huh!

Goofy: Gorsh, stop drinking that dam Bud light!

Mr. Mouse would sneak over to their table; he would pick up both Y/N and Ben and drop them in the trunk of his car.

Mr. Mouse: I told you not to miss work, motherfuckers, yuh huh!