Mickey Mouse Funhouse: Silly Stories

In the (mean) spirit of Fun!

The Castle was a MESS. There were literal rolls upon rolls of toilet paper adorning the ceiling, railings, paintings/portraits, the floor, decor, and anything else you could think of. Speaking of those pictures, they were drawn on! The portrait of The King was ruined by the addition of a red curly mustache and goatee! There was trash covering every corner and the walls were drawn on too! The floor was shiny and instantly, the gang eyed their footing warily. It was only when RT took another step and slipped onto his behind that the gang knew that they were right about the floors being slicked up. " You see? Oh, every year they do worse pranks than before but we can't seem to do anything about it! It's so frustrating! " He grimaced. " And dangerous..." Added Funny. Well, there was no use trying to help out if they would all be slipping so Funny cracked his fingers. " Stand back, everyone! Castle Cleaner Funny to the rescue! " He cheered as he shifted into a bucket with a mop inside. He then switched his position from on the bucket to the mop and got to work, cleaning the floors like no tomorrow! Soon after, he returned to the bucket and swapped himself for a giant dry-off towel so he could wipe away any excess slick before he then shifted into a giant hairdryer and dried off anything else that he missed. When he shifted back to his human self, the floors were sparkling and safe to walk on. Everyone cheered and clapped and barked while he took a bow.

" You are a lifesaver, Funny! But, if I may ask, why did you do just the floors? " Asked RT. " Well, those weasels are going to have some sort of responsibility when we get this all sorted out! " He winked and then he adjusted his crown. He was going to say something else but his right ear flicked and he looked down towards the right hall. He had a face of confusion and concern as he wordlessly began to walk down the corridor and everyone followed him. " Funny? What do you hear? " Asked Minnie. Funny kept walking until he got to the throne room and stared at the door. " Shuffling? I-I think? " He told her before he grabbed the handle. He braced for anything that might pop out when he opened the door but instead was met with a very silly and strange sight of King Ludwig and a few servants rolling and dragging and scratching themselves like crazy! Some were using the steps to the throne to scratch while others were using the throne itself! The King was using his scepter to scratch his back but his frantic face turned into pure joy when he saw the gang.

" FUNNY!! AND HIS MERRY CREW OF FUNHOUSERS! " He cried out in glee. Then his brow arched. " Yous lookin' a little different today! " He said about their outfits. Everyone giggled and explained the prank that they had played on Funny and what he did in return and that made The King laugh. " Well! At least you all have a good sense of humor, unlike Cheezel and Wheezeleene. They put itchy itching powder in our clothes and now we're scritching and scratching like a dog with fleas! " He groaned. Pluto whimpered and instinctively began to scratch himself at the mere mention of the awful creatures. Daisy took a second to think before snapping her fingers. " What you all need is a bath or a dip in the lake! It'll take that powder right off of you and you'll be better in no time! " She said with Goofy nodding. " We can get the giant tub we used for Trolland! " " Great idea, come on, let's go find Farfus! " and the two were off. So while they left to get those things, the rest of the gang did their best to relieve any powder they could get off just by shaking or dusting off. Although it wasn't much, it did help a LOT and the scratching was down significantly. Donald was just finishing helping out a female servant who was using the throne for a back scratcher when something tucked behind the throne caught his eye. It was a box of some sort...and it seemed to have a bow! " A present? " He thought as he inched closer. It was! And it wasn't that big, just big enough for him to clutch with one hand. He walked over to Mickey and King Ludwig with the box in hand and showed them his find.

" Where did you find a gift? " Asked Mickey, dusting his hands away from himself as he looked away from The King. Donald pointed to the throne. " Over there! It was hidden behind it. " He said. Both the mouse and elder duck gave the box a sour face. " No doubt it's a trick from those tricky weasels! Don't open it, you'll regret- " " Oooh! A present! What's inside?! " Funny suddenly said while taking the box away from Donald and opening it. All three yelled for him to stop but he had already taken the top off. " Oh! Oh, I shouldn't have taken it away. I'm sorry Don- KABOOM!! " An explosion of yellow powder smacked Funny in the face and it made him drop the box in surprise. The powder had gotten in his eyes and mouth! He immediately began to wipe the stuff off but he found it difficult because his hands were flapping and shaking due to his growing discomfort. " Aw geez, Funny! They got the itching powder on you too! Okay okay, wait just a second! Come down so I can wipe it off! " He instructed and Funny instantly kneeled and did his best to keep his hands away from his face by scratching at them. As Mickey dusted as much as he could off, Funny noticed that something was off about that itching powder. He wasn't scratching his face or anywhere else on his body. He was confused. This was the same coloured stuff they had shaken off the people who were scratching so why wasn't he doing that? It wasn't until he felt his nose suddenly itch that he realized why...he didn't get hit with itching powder.

Mickey was thrown across the room and got tangled in some drapes as Funny desperately tried to keep himself from sneezing. Oh, those weasels! They put SNEEZING powder in that present and he opened it! HE OPENED IT! He felt so foolish as he fell from his kneel and onto his behind as the few sneezes turned into a raging fit that mimicked the worst windstorm you could imagine. He couldn't see everyone but he knew that they would be in danger if he didn't stop so he forced himself up and after a few tries, he ran out of the room and towards the left hall. Maybe there was a room he could hide in until he could get this under some sort of control! As he ran, he bumped into someone and the two of them fell. Funny groaned and sat up. " SORRY! I'm so S-sorry about...a-bout...ACHOO! ACHOO! Ah..ahehh'...CHOO! " He shook the castle from the force but he quickly clamped his hands over his nose n mouth to stifle the many that were making him dizzy. " Ugh, no no! It's my fault, I shouldda been- hey? Hey, are you alright? " The voice sat up and revealed itself to belong to Sneezel! He rubbed his head a bit but looked worried at Funny when he noticed that he couldn't stop. The Funhouse shook his head and then he uncupped his face as he found it starting to get harder to breathe.

He felt his throat start to close and he started gasping loudly for air. He clutched his chest as he wheezed and coughed. What..what was going on?! His eyes stared into Sneezel's, frightened and unsure but Sneezel seemed to know what was going on. He looked scared too but he didn't panic. He quickly made his way over to Funny and quickly rummaged into his jester's hat. " You're going to be okay, " He comforted, " I've got just the thing to help you. " He soon pulled out a blue inhaler and placed it on Funny's lips. " Take a breath every time I press this pump, okay? " He instructed clearly so Funny could understand him. Funny nodded and did as he was told. Any other time, he would have hesitated but he couldn't breathe right now. And he felt he was close to passing out from the lack of oxygen.