The Original Ducksekeeter

Chapter 6: Mouseton

The time machine flew and spun and flew and spun some more before it finally landed on the ground.
"WE'RE HERE!" Daisy yelled, excitedly jumping out, "WHERE ARE THOSE FUCKERS!"
Daisy looked around to see nothing but a bunch of desert.
"Where is everyone?" Daisy asked.
"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS, I WANNA FUCK THOSE MICE UP!" Donald yelled.
"Calm down, since we time traveled back to before Mickey and Minnie are famous, ToonTown doesn't even exist yet!" Ludwig yelled.
"Then where do we find Mickey and Minnie?" Donald asked.
"We have to get to Mouseton, it's up in Northern California!" Ludwig explained.
(Mouseton is actually in a fictional state called Calisota according to the Disney comics but I'm calling it California because Calisota sounds dummy.)
"Alright let's get plane tickets!" Daisy yelled.
"Bitch it is 1927, I'm not going on any airplane!" Donald stated.
"We could ride the Hindenburg!" Daisy suggested.
"Girl," Ludwig sighed.
The ducks ended up walking to the nearest train station, which was like ten miles away, and then had to ride a ten hour train ride.
"OH MY GOD I'M SO BORED, I JUST WANT TO KILL THEM!" Daisy was complaining in their train compartment.
"I'm just dreaming of how I'm gonna do it," Donald smiled. "I am going to sneak into their house, rip out their eyes, and stab their heads viciously!"
"That is so boring, I want to put them in a freezer and once they're frozen I want to melt them in the hot sun and drink them!"
"Can I help murder them too since I'm the one who started this plan in the first place?" Ludwig asked nicely.
"NO!" Donald and Daisy yelled.
The train finally stopped and the ducks hopped off. Mouseton was a disgusting ass town. Every building in the city was named after and made out of cheese which hobo mice would sometimes eat out of (a couple years later during the Depression half of the buildings were eaten) and there were no other animals than mice, so when the ducks walked out all of the racist mice looked at them like they were crazy.
"What do you cunt ducks think you're doing here?!" A hobo mouse said walking up to the mallards.
"Yeah, who invited you here?!" Another one squeaked, walking over.
"That's none of your fucking business!" Daisy yelled.
Suddenly the ducks were surrounded by a whole group of mice who all started yelling and throwing blocks of cheese at the ducks.
"Run!" Ludwig screamed.
The ducks ran off as a mob of mice chased the ducks down. Finally they lost the mice in an alleyway.
"I think these mice have a bit of a prejudice towards ducks," said Ludwig.
"No fucking shit!" Donald yelled.
"How are we gonna fucking find Mickey and Minnie without the other mice finding us!?" Daisy asked.
"We'll just have to be cautious I suppose," stated Ludwig, "or maybe we could get a disguise!"
"So what, we put on those retard Disney World mouse ears and then the mice won't recognize us?" Donald said, crossing his arms like a basic white girl.
"Well the mice are also retarded so it could work," Ludwig explained.
The ducks snuck their way through the town, trying not to get caught. They actually snuck around pretty well until they walked past a Kindergarten and a bunch of stupid kids pointed the ducks out.
"IT'S DUCKS!" One of the brats cried out.
"MRS. MOUSE (this is the name I'm giving the teacher, I don't care, I'm writing this at 4:32 in the morning) STOP THEM!" Another brat yelled.
"GET AWAY FROM HERE!" Mrs. Mouse screeched.
"GO FUCK YOURSELF!" Daisy punched Mrs. Mouse across the face and then jumped onto the kids and repeatedly beat them all as well. Thankfully they escaped from the police just in time by jumping into the sewers, but they got out and continued walking down the street a few minutes later. Finally the ducks reached a costume shop called "Camembert" because that's what it was made out of.
"Hold on," Daisy questioned, "we can't just go in there!"
"Well I'll have a talk with the store owner," Ludwig smiled.
He walked in and shot the owner in the face with his rifle from the trial, his blood and brain splattering all over the cheese walls and onto some of the costumes.
"Thank goodness there's no security cameras huh," Ludwig smiled.
The three looked around and found three pairs of mouse headbands, like the retard ones at Disney World, and three clip-on mouse tails. These outfits shouldn't have fooled anyone, but all of the mice in the city were dumb and didn't think anything of it, just assuming the ducks were one of them.
"Alright now that that's settled let's go find Mickey and Minnie!" Donald yelled.
"Where are they?" Daisy asked Ludwig.
"Well they have to be around here somewhere," he responded.
"You can't just find them with some tracker or something?!" Daisy screamed.
"Bitch be more grateful that you're here right now and not on death row because of me!"
"Fine!" Daisy said through clenched teeth.
"Well maybe we could go to their houses, that could be a good place to find them!" Donald said.
"How are we going to find their houses though?" Asked Daisy.
"I have an idea!" Ludwig said, pulling out a loud speaker from his bag which he then screamed into, "WHERE CAN WE FIND MICKEY AND MINNIE MOUSE!"
"Why do you need to know?" Asked a mouse standing nearby.
"WE WANT TO MURDER THEM!" Ludwig explained.
"Here's their addresses," The mouse said, giving Ludwig a piece of paper with them on it, "they still live with their parents so be careful not to get caught."
"Thank you!" Ludwig smiled, "okay let's go!"
The ducks walked to Minnie's house first which was made out of moldy blue cheese. They peeked into the windows to see that the house looked almost entirely empty and was completely dark with not a single light on. The only thing of interest in the whole place was Marcus who was laying on the floor jerking off to a picture of Minnie's dead mom and a picture of a bunch of naked little kids. After ejaculating he noticed the ducks at the window and offered them the cum. After they declined he wiped it all over the pictures and shoved them up his ass.
"I don't think Minnie's here," said Daisy.
"Let's try Mickey's house!" Donald said walking away all pissed off.
The ducks walked another mile to get to Mickey's house which was made out of Limburger which made Donald and Daisy want to throw up because it smelt like rat's cunt, although it was pleasing to Ludwig's nostrils. The ducks did get excited though when they saw that all of the lights were on.
Daisy banged on the door and yelled, "SPECIAL DELIVERY!"
"God they are taking forever!" Donald complained five seconds later.
Finally a woman mouse opened up the door.
"Hello!" She yelled happily.
"Hi, can we come in?" Daisy said in her fakest nice voice. She then realized that it was 1927 and people were dumb so she said, "we really want to go inside your house and have a look around!"
"OKAY, I LOVE NEW FRIENDS!" The woman mouse squeaked.
The ducks walked in and saw that there were several mice in the home and a sign reading, "MOUSE FAMILY REUNION!"
The ducks soon found out that the woman was Mickey's mom. Also at the reunion was Mickey's dad, Mickey's sister Felicity Fieldmouse and her Huey, Dewey, and Louie rip-off twin sons Morty and Ferdie (I don't know who the baby daddy is), Oswald the Lucky Rabbit who is apparently Mickey's older brother according to Disney Wiki even though I'm pretty sure he isn't, Mickey's cousin Madeline Mouse, and all of the other relatives from the Disney Wiki:
•Grandpa Joe Mouse
•Gammie
•Great-Grandpa Albemarle Mouse
•Great-Great-Great-Grandpa Jonathan •Tobias Mouse
•Uncle Albert
•Aunt Victoria
•Cousin Alister
•Cornelius Mouse
•The Twins
•Tiny Mouse
•Lefty & Righty
•Sherman Mouse
•Ben Ali Maus
•Mukluk
•Marco Topo
•Moocher
•Culpepper Mouse
(The last five are my favorite.)
Although of fucking course the two mice that the ducks were looking for were nowhere to be found.
"Excuse me," Donald said walking over to Culpepper, "where are Mickey and Minnie?"
"THIS IS A FUCKING EMERGENCY SO TELL US FAST!" Daisy screamed.
"I don't know, they're probably around here somewhere."
"Thanks for nothing," Daisy said angrily, but Culpepper is dumb and only heard the word "thanks" so he thought he was doing something right.
Donald, Daisy and Ludwig walked around the whole stupid reunion asking where Mickey and Minnie were and nobody knew.
"I give up, let's just face the fact that they're not here and burn this place down!" Donald decided.
"I agree, let's go," said Daisy.
The ducks were just about to leave when Mickey's parents ran downstairs, the two of them clearly pretending like they weren't just up there having sex.
"WAIT, WE HAVEN'T ASKED THEM, THEY HAVE TO KNOW WHERE MICKEY IS HE'S THEIR FUCKING SON!" Daisy screeched, jumping for joy.
"Excuse me!" Donald yelled at them,
"Where is your son and his girlfriend or wife or whatever?"
"Yeah, we can't find them anywhere at this reunion and we really need to have a word with them!" Daisy added.
"Oh, they're not at the reunion," Mickey's dad said.
"THEN WHERE THE FUCK ARE THEY, I mean, where are they then?" Daisy responded.
"They're at that film studio I think," Mickey's mom said.
"Oh that's right they are talking to Walt Disney, they're trying to get roles,"explained Mickey's dad.
"WE'RE LEAVING BYE!" The ducks all screamed in unison as they ran to the door.
"Hold on we're about to eat pie, do you three want any?" Asked Mickey's mom.
"What flavor!" Screamed Daisy.
"Apple."
"We'll stay for a few more minutes."
The ducks gathered around with the rest of Mickey's family at the dinner table where a huge pie was sitting in the middle. The ducks ended up eating about seventy percent of the whole pie, with many members of Mickey's family not getting any.
"Whoever cooked that pie is a fucking G!" Yelled Daisy.
"A what?" Many of the mice around the table whispered.
"Wow, if I knew you three were coming and that you liked pie so much I would have baked another one," said Mickey's mom.
The ducks continued to talk with Mickey's family. They also became surprised by how much nicer they were compared to Mickey and Minnie. Suddenly Mickey's sister asked a question.
"What do you two want from Mickey and Minnie?"
Donald quickly came up with a little white lie.
"Well Mickey and I go way back to Harvard, that's also where I met my beautiful wife!" Donald stated, as Daisy smiled along, "Daisy and I just wanted to catch up with him and Minnie since it's been a while."
"Harvard?" Great-Great-Great-Grandpa Jonathan said all confused, "I didn't know Mickey went to Harvard!"
"He didn't go to Harvard," said Mickey's dad confused, "he didn't even go to college!"
"Yeah, he left high school after one year to work on a farm!" Madeline Mouse brought up.
Donald and Daisy both looked at each other with shock. Mickey had always bragged to everyone about how he went to Harvard. There were even pictures of him throughout the campus and a fifty foot statue in front of the school where he is carrying Minnie bridal style and they're making out. The ducks then assumed that Mickey must have paid Harvard to photoshop him into their photos and build that dumbass statue.
Ludwig got out of his chair and ran as fast as he could out of the house while Donald and Daisy slowly stood up.
"Well I think that it's about time we leave!" Daisy smiled.
"But this has been so much fun!" Donald smiled even wider and scarier.
"What do you two actually want from them?" Mickey's mom asked, concerned.
"We already told you, we're just catching up," said Donald.
"But you also said that you knew him at Harvard and he never went there!" Uncle Albert said.
"The truth is Mickey told me he went to Harvard so I decided to say we met there as my excuse for why we're seeing him!"
"Well I guess it's not too surprising that Mickey would lie about something," Sherman Mouse chuckled.
Mickey's mom looked up at the two ducks with a concerned face and asked, "What do you two want from my son and his girlfriend?"
Donald and Daisy ignored the questions and speed walked to the door without even turning around to look at the family of mice.
"Are you going to hurt them?" She asked again.
"What, no?!" They said quickly.
Donald and Daisy looked at the window to see Ludwig who was mouthing, "do you want me to burn the house down?" But the two of them looked back over to the table.
Mickey's mom stood up and walked outside to smoke. Donald and Daisy followed her out.
"We really are just catching up with him, I was just saying Harvard to make the story more interesting," Donald tried to say.
"Don't even try to keep lying, I know you two aren't just catching up with Mickey and Minnie!"
"Well it's not like we're going to kill them or something," Donald lied again.
"Oh really, is that so?" Mickey's mom laughed.
Donald and Daisy both tried to slowly walk away from Mickey's mom as she was taking another drag from her cigarette.
"I can't say I blame you," she said.
Donald and Daisy both looked up at her.
"Oh what, is that so surprising, you two know how bad he is, you're the ones trying to kill him."
"Why are you being so calm about this?" Donald asked.
"It is what it is, I know Mickey is a horrible person, if I had any guts I would have done it myself, but I guess a mother's love is what is keeping me from it."
"So you're not upset about us trying to kill him?" Asked Daisy.
"I should be, but like I said, it is what it is, but I will tell you this I will be happy that he doesn't get to see any fame."
"Do you not love him?" Donald and Daisy questioned.
"I still say that I do, I loved him once, but now I just say it so I don't look horrible, but I do love the thought of him, the thought of him when I still thought he had a chance at not being such a monster."
"When did he become a monster?" Asked Donald.
"I can't tell you the exact moment, if it was when he went into school, if it was after he started dating that psycho Minnie, I will say I have no sadness in seeing her go, or if maybe it was forever and I just hadn't noticed, but to me when he was a child he was so sweet, I had so much hope for him, we would always play together and go out into the city and have such a lovely time together, it was the time of my life, I felt so lucky, but then before I knew it he just became so distant and the distance then turned to cruelty, and he would just say the most horrible things to me and the rest of the family, he would say things to me that made me feel so sick, and the worst part wasn't the words it was that it was that sweet little boy who I once loved that was saying these things to me, I wondered what I could have done differently, but I just went with it and wouldn't let it bother me too much and it worked and it still works, to me he is nothing, but I do remember this one time when I was the family was on a vacation in the mountains, it was pouring rain and Mickey and I were driving around trying to find our way back to the house we were staying at up there, and he was saying the meanest things to me and I noticed that there was a cliff out in the distance and I just remember thinking about how I could just end him right there, I could drive us off that cliff and he would be dead and I would be dead and I would never have to worry about him or this life again, and I actually began to drive up to it, I knew I was going to stop but for some reason I still kept driving towards it, Mickey was yelling and telling me get away from the cliff and his fear was making me happy and I even began to smile, but when the car was about five feet from the cliff and turned the car around and kept driving towards the house and just said that I couldn't see the cliff because of the rain, that night I remember feeling so confused about whether or not my thoughts of killing my own son were justified or not and to this day I still don't know if they were or if I should have gone through with those thoughts, but like I said I suppose a mother's love stopped me, but I know you two won't have that same love and I guess that is a good thing, I wonder if I'll miss him once he's dead, or even crazier, I wonder if I'll be glad."
Mickey's mom put out the cigarette and walked back inside.
Donald and Daisy looked at each other but didn't know what to say.
"Are you two coming or what!" Ludwig said, walking out to the two.
"Yes," they said.
They ended up not burning the house down.
The ducks walked back into the city to find the film studio that Mickey and Minnie were meeting Walt Disney at.
The building was made out of Gouda because Walt Disney would only have a film studio out of cheese that sounds like "good". The ducks walked up to the front desk of the studio where a woman with a sheet of paper was sitting.
"Hello!" The woman called out.
"Hi," Donald said back, as the three of them walked to a staircase.
"Where do you think you're going!?" The woman called out, "you can't just barge into the studio, you need an appointment!"
"Uh," Donald decided to come up with another little white lie, "we have an appointment, we're Mickey and Minnie Mouse!"
"Yeah, we can't wait to see Mr. Disney!" Daisy played along, even making the type of pose that Minnie would stupidly do.
"I could have sworn that Mickey and Minnie already checked in!" The woman said looking at her sheet of paper, "it says here I checked you two in an hour ago."
"Well you must have made a mistake because we're here now," said Donald.
"Okay you two can go up, but who is this one?" The woman asked, pointing at Ludwig.
"I'm the janitor."
"No you're not, the janitor and I know each other very well and you are certainly not him!"
"Maybe I could be," Ludwig said, also making a pose.
"No you couldn't, fuck off!"
Ludwig ran outside crying and Donald and Daisy gleefully ran upstairs. The studio upstairs was completely empty outside of a red carpet which led to a door with a sign saying, "NO JEWS!"
"That's him!" Donald said joyfully.
Donald and Daisy flung the door open to see Walt Disney sitting at his desk.
"What do you two want?" Walt asked, "HOLD IT, ARE YOU TWO KIKES?!"
"Of course not!" Donald said reassuringly.
"Thank God, but what do you want?"
"We're here for Mickey and Minnie!" Daisy smiled.
"Well they're not in this room, they're filming!"
"Where are they filming?"
"I don't fucking know, you two go find them if you care so goddamn much!" Walt screamed, after which he snorted a line of coke.
Daisy reached for the gun in her pocket but Donald stopped her.
"You can't kill him, we have to work with him after we butcher the mice," Donald whispered.
"I just forgot how much I hate him!"
"Hate who?" Walt asked.
"No one, mind your own fucking business!"
Before Walt could begin screaming, Donald quickly changed the subject, which worked in his favor because it got him some tea.
"What are they filming?"
"It's my short film Steamboat Willie!" Walt said smiling, "it's going to be a very big deal!"
"I bet it will," Daisy said sarcastically.
"FUCK OFF KIKE IT IS A BIG DEAL, THERE IS GOING TO BE REAL SOUND EFFECTS IN IT AND THOSE TWO WILL BECOME MY BIGGEST STARS WHICH WILL BE GOOD SINCE THAT KIKE CHARLES MINTZ STOLE MY NUMBER ONE STAR OSWALD THE LUCKY RABBIT!"
"If it makes you feel any better nobody I know cares about your Oswald the Lucky Rabbit shorts anyway," Daisy smiled.
"BITC..."
"Okay we're leaving bye!" Donald yelled, shoving Daisy out of the room.
"Donald I do not want to work with that fucker, and remember the way he treated us back then, acting like we were nothing while he praised Mickey and Minnie, there's a reason the two us had that party the night he died!"
"It's not going to be like that though, we'll be in the roles of Mickey and Minnie!"
"Well not if we don't kill them, so let's start looking for where they're shooting that dumbass short because I am getting very hungry for blood!"
Donald and Daisy went up and down the building, going to every single floor and searching around. But the ducks could not find the Steamboat Willie set anywhere.
"Lets ask the front desk, after all we are Mickey and Minnie to her so she'll be happy to give us the directions!" Donald plotted.
This plan backfired though when Donald and Daisy saw that she wasn't at the front desk, however there was some moaning coming from the janitor's closet.
"Should we wait?" Daisy asked, "I can't tell if they're at the end or if they just started!"
Donald began to throw a temper tantrum.
"GOD THIS IS FUCKING POINTLESS, WE ARE NEVER GOING TO FIND THAT RETARDED SET, AND THOSE CUNTS PROBABLY LEFT AT THIS RATE!"
"Well I'm not fucking giving up, we'll just have to going up the building again, maybe we could split up to cover more ground!"
"Good idea, I'll check every floor that's an even number and you check the odds!"
"I hate odd numbers!" Bitched Daisy.
"Fine then search the fucking evens, let's just fucking go!"
Donald made his way up through the odd floors, while Daisy made her way through the evens. Some of the floors that the ducks saw were filled with people, to the point that it was hard to even walk through, meanwhile other floors were completely abandoned with nothing to be found. Daisy got to her last even floor which was the busiest one on the building. After looking at every single inch of the room, Daisy got desperate and just started asking every film producer on the floor if they knew where "Steamboat Willie" was being shot, but everyone kept saying that it was at a "secret location". After this Daisy threw a fit so loud that everyone in the whole city could hear.
"I NEED TO SEE THEM, I NEED TO SEE THEM, I NEED TO SEE MICKEY AND MINNIE!!!!!!"
Suddenly security walked up to Daisy.
"Miss I'm going to have to ask you to leave," one of the security guards said.
"FINE, I WAS JUST ON MY WAY OUT ANYWAY!"
Daisy stormed out like a diva, knocking over all of the film sets on the way out.
"IT'S OKAY, PRETTY MUCH EVERY MOVIE FILMED AT THIS TIME PERIOD IS LOST MEDIA IN THE FUTURE ACCORDING TO BLAMEITONJORGE!" Daisy screamed to a very confused crowd of people.
Donald meanwhile was at his wits end too, as he could not seem to find where the dumbass short was being filmed. Since the building was (a)113 stories, Donald was the one who got to search the final floor. This floor was mostly quiet, with only one person who was grabbing a camera. After searching the room far and wide with no sign of the "Steamboat Willie" shoot, the duck was out of luck and Donald was about to throw a fit like Daisy, until he noticed something. The roof.
"Well it's worth a try!"
However Donald noticed that you needed a key to pull down the ladder which led up there. He walked up to the man grabbing a camera.
"Excuse me, do you have a key to the roof?"
"I do," said the man.
Donald threw his hand out so fast he accidentally slapped the man's face.
"But I'm not supposed to just give it to anyone."
"Well I'm the janitor and I've been told by the front desk lady to give her something from up there!"
"Trust me, you are not the janitor, he and I are very good friends," the man giggled.
"Christ this janitor is insane," Donald whispered before getting louder, "well I'm the new janitor!"
"Well okay, I'm sure we'll be good friends too," the man smiled.
"Yeah sure, just give me the keys!"
Donald walked up onto the roof and looked around. It didn't look like anything was up there at first, but in the corner of his eye Donald saw a little tent, also with a sign saying "NO JEWS!"
Donald ran faster than Elastigirl's son in that one scene where he becomes Jesus to the tent and ripped his way into it.
"I'M HERE FOR MICKEY AND MINNIE!"
One of the members of the film crew walked up to him.
"You just missed them," she said.
"What," Donald mumbled.
"They just left, we finished filming, and who let you up here, this is a private filming location?!"
Donald sat frozen like the writer of the short for about a minute before throwing the biggest tantrum of his career.
"I WANT THEM!" He shrieked, as he began destroying the entire film set.
"Get security, QUICK!" Yelled one of the filmmakers, before Donald lifted him up and threw him off the roof.
Donald realized that he liked doing this and ended up throwing every member of the crew off the roof to their death on the ricotta sidewalks. Out of the corner of his eye though, Donald noticed a man running off with the film roll of the short. Donald quickly realized that "Steamboat Willie" could not be released, because then Mickey and Minnie would officially become stars.
"GIVE ME THE FILM ROLL!" Donald yelled.
"No, Walt will kill me!"
"NOT IF I DO FIRST!"
Donald grabbed the man and banged his head against the roof a thousand times before hanging him off the building with the film roll as a noose. After the man was finally dead, Donald sent his body down and then put the film roll of the retarded in my mouth.
"AT LEAST THEY WON'T HAVE THEIR PRECIOUS BIG BREAK NOW!"
As Donald gobbled down "Steamboat Willie", Daisy walked angrily into an elevator where a man immediately started laughing at the sight of her.
"Something funny!?" Daisy screamed.
"Yeah, it's you going up there and asking for the "Steamboat Willie" set. I mean the way you started screaming was really funny, but it's also funny that you even thought you could go up there anyway with how private it is!"
"Well I need to go up there!"
"Why?"
"That is none of your fucking business!"
"It is now!"
"Well fine, if you must know I want to see Mickey and Minnie!"
"Why?"
"No reason!"
"Are you trying to murder them!"
Daisy smiled a little bit at the thought of killing them, but quickly stopped once she realized how that thought popped into her head in the first place.
"Of course not!"
"Oh, sure," the man smiled.
"Okay fine you may possibly be right, do you know them or something?"
"Unfortunately, I had the pleasure of dating Minnie!"
"What's your name, mine's Daisy by the way!"
"Mortimer Mouse," said Mortimer Mouse.
Daisy couldn't believe she didn't recognize him from the second he walked into the elevator. While she never actually met Mortimer, he was on the news for a very long time after Minnie accused him of sexually assaulting her when they were dating. After a long court case he ended up getting arrested and got the death penalty. The case was the most popular in the world until the lawsuit against Donald and Daisy. Minnie would always brag about how she made the whole thing up whenever she could.
"It's nice to meet you!" Daisy smiled.
"It's nice to meet you too, good luck on killing those cunts!"
"Thanks, but I don't think it's going very well," Daisy said sadly.
"Well if it helps I do know that they could be at the Mouse Café, Minnie works there!"
"That helps a ton, thank you!"
"Well good luck!" Mortimer yelled, as the elevator stopped at his floor.
Daisy rode the rest of the way down smiling about this Mouse Café.
Donald walked slowly down the staircase and the second he reached the bottom Daisy's elevator opened up.
"There are elevators in 1927!" Donald screamed.
"Donald there's elevators in Game of Thrones, wake up!"
"I hope I go to bed and never wake up because Mickey and Minnie weren't up there, although on a brighter note I did murder everyone who worked on the short and then ate it!"
"That's great, now they won't become famous off of it, and I've got some good news!"
"Good news, I literally just heard you screaming from the floor below me a couple of minutes ago!"
"Guess who I saw in the elevator!"
"Who, Mickey and Minnie, because if it isn't them then I don't want to hear it!"
"Well it wasn't them specifically, but it does have to do with them, it was Mortimer Mouse!"
"How does he help!"
"Come on Donald he hates Minnie more than anyone, and he also told me where we can find her and probably Mickey too!"
"Where?!"
"This café is called the Mouse Café, I know, it's very original, but anyway Minnie works there!"
Donald frown turned upside down.
"You know what Daisy, I am suddenly in the mood for coffee!"
"ME TOO, LET'S GO!"
The ducks headed out the door while the front desk lady left the janitor's closet.
"Oh, goodbye Mickey and Minnie, I hope you had a nice day!"
Daisy turned around and said, "we actually had a horrible time and we don't ever want to come back to this shit place!"
Donald joined in on the fun too.
"Yeah and tell Walt to go fuck himself!"
The ducks left the building laughing, as the front desk lady made a mental note to tell Walt Disney that he should fire Mickey and Minnie.