Mickey Mouse Funhouse: Silly Stories

Where's Nana? pt. 4 (last)

When the two got right to the bottom, Feliciá cupped her hands to her mouth and called out for the eldest weasel brother. There was no answer. The two looked at each other and raised a brow. " Cheezel, are you up there? We just wanna ask you something! " She tried again. There was a shuffle and her ears flicked. " He's up there, I can hear him. " She said while starting to climb up the steps. She stopped a few steps in. Man, these were really well done! She resumed after she told Donald to follow her and soon, the two were standing right in front of the door. Donald knocked and called out for him. " Cheezel? We know you're in there! Feliciá can hear you moving around. " He said while crossing his arms. There was a beat before Cheezel opened the door with a confused look. " Who's Feliciá...woah, what's with the new look, Funny? " He asked with a scrunched face. " I'll answer that question if you answer ours. " She smiled while raising a brow. There was some hesitation but they were soon let inside and, let me say, the outside did not do the inside justice! Bean bag chairs sat in the corners, (literal) fairy lights strung on the ceilings, there was a chest of books by the first window and then there was a second window across from it that had a chest of toys! On the floor was a black and white rug shaped like a skull n bones, it seemed to be handmade so the two were very careful around it. Sneezel went back onto his beanbag chair and grabbed the book he was reading. Feliciá recognized it. It was a comic book about the feared Pirate Captain " Blackbeard "! She had that series in her library amongst others. The two sat down on their bean bags and then Cheezel asked about their question.

" Do you happen to know where Nana went? " Asked Feliciá. Cheezel snorted in an annoyed way. " That stupid doll? No. I don't. " He scoffed while turning to the next page. There was a silence that made him look up from his book and he saw the two staring at him with unimpressed faces. " ...what? " He asked, starting to feel nervous. " Nana was put right on his bed where everyone could see her and when he came back, she was gone! " Said Donald. Cheezel shrugged. " Maybe the Captain took her. " Feliciá gave him a look that made his nervousness grow. " Wheezeleene would tell Sneezel if she took her because she knows that he'd panic if he couldn't find her. " She explained while folding her arms. The weasel felt a bead of sweat go down his face. He looked down and there was an obvious splash of guilt written all over him. The Funhouse suddenly had a question. " Do you hate Nana? " She asked. Cheezel didn't answer for a while, his cheeks seemed to turn a bright red from embarrassment which the two took as confirmation. " ...Wh...Why do you hate Nana? " Asked Donald in a small voice. " Because she's a girl's toy!!, " Cheezel cried out, " She's a doll and boys don't play with dolls! It's girly and stupid! " Felicia looked a bit hurt but Donald knew the answer from the start. He knew it when they both shared that look when they first saw Sneezel pull the doll out of the box.

The duck took a second to think about what he was about to ask. " I know the feeling...I felt the same way when Feliciá wanted to be a princess instead of a prince when we were playing our game of Kingdoms. I couldn't understand why she wanted to dress up in a girl's costume but...then when she told me why she wanted to, it made me think of something that I think you should think about. Have you ever noticed how happy Nana makes Sneezel? " He asked gently. The weasel took a second before nodding slowly. " Y...Yea.." He admitted quietly. Donald smiled. " Don't you think that smile is worth seeing every day? " He asked again. Cheezel nodded slowly and then Feliciá took a turn. " You wanna know a secret? Toys, clothes, jewelry and so much more aren't just a boy/girl thing, it's an ' everyone ' thing! Girls can play with race cars, boys can play with dolls, and everyone in between can dress however they like! You can be, play, and dress however you want because there are no rules! " She chimed with a smile. For a second, Cheezel slowly began to see in a different light but he was still bugged by the idea. " But..." He started but he couldn't find the words to keep going. Donald helped him out with a little advice. " It's better to let someone be happy than to make someone miserable! " He said with a raise of his brows. Cheezel nodded before sighing and looking at the toy box. There was a small bit of pink fabric showing from under a bunch of hurriedly tossed toys.

" NANA!!! " Cried Sneezel when Cheezel walked back in with the doll in hand. Tears streamed down his face as he took his doll back carefully and hugged her tightly. Cheezel felt this wave of guilt and understanding wash over him. He was so happy to see that doll...like he had lost a puppy or had lost one of his family members. " Oh, N-Nana!!! N-Nana, I missed-missed you so m-much!! " He sniffled while kissing her head. " We told you that we'd find her! " Chirped Feliciá while high-giving Donald. Minnie and Wheezeleene, who were sitting on Sneezel's bed smiled happily and hugged him when he came back to sit down. Soon, all eyes were on the older brother and he felt nauseous but the Funhouse put a hand to his shoulder to steady him. " Sn...Sneezel? I'm..I'm the one who took your doll. I'm sorry. " He apologized while playing with his fingers. Sneezel frowned, fixing Nana's dress a bit. " Why?! You know I don't like it when people touch her without my permission! " He frowned. " I know, I know! I shouldn't have touched her but I felt...embarrassed, " The younger weasel's face softened, " I didn't understand why you wanted a doll because dolls are always around girls and...and you aren't a girl so I didn't like seeing you around Nana but-but I see how that's wrong. She means a lot to you and she makes you really happy...and that's all that should matter to me. Your happiness! "

Sneezel felt himself about to cry again but from pure joy. He rushed to his brother and hugged him tightly. That's all he ever wanted to hear! While he hugged, he heard someone sniffling and looked up to see Feliciá pouting out her lip while looking the other way. He smirked. " Feliciá? Feliciá, are you crying? " He asked. " N-No I'm- SNIFF! I'm not cry-ying! Its j-just allergiiies or s-something.."

THE END!