(Snoop Dog POV)
As we're munching, I noticed Beyoncé wasn't there. I think she went to practice for the upcoming school concert, I mean I wouldn't blame her. I would want to show off my talents too if I was that pretty and talented and smart. But I'm not.
The thought then hits me, I'm not pretty enough for Mickey Mouse. What does he see in someone like me? He could've went for any other person in this entire school, but why would he invite me? He could've went for someone like Heather...
Nicki Minaj glances at me, thinking intensely as I'm clutching onto my McDonald's coke cup.
Tears escape my eyes, I stand up from the table.
"Excuse me, I have to go," I mutter underneath my breath, running off to the McDonald's restroom.
I could hear a chuckle coming from Nicki Minaj, I know she's going to take the chance to tell my Mickey. No. She can tell him. I don't deserve him.
"Where is he going off to," I hear Tekashi 69 question.
"Probably sharted his pants," Goofy laughed.
"Guys don't be mean," Will smith rolled his eyes. "We should make our guests comfortable."
"Don't pull another motivational speech on us," Tekashi 69 laughed.
"I do not do that!"
"You do it like all the time," Nicki interrupted.
"You know Nicki," Goofy said as he gulped down his last bit of his happy meal chocolate milk. "You've been awfully quiet."
"Yeah," Tekashi 69 agreed. "Where's all the sass and black girl magic? It was so sexy-"
She threw her McFlurry cup at him as it spilled over his rainbow grill. He scrunched his nose and tried wiping the white liquids off of his cold face.
"Hmph," Nicki crossed her arms, but she kept staring at the McDonald's restroom. As if she was ready to watch my every move through her x-Ray vision eyes.
(Mickey Mouse POV)
I noticed he went to the bathroom... But why? Was there something wrong?
I take a big bite from my McDouble sandwich, gobbling it down in one go. I wipe my lips, before proceeding to get up and walk over. Snoop dog my love, what's wrong? I hold my chest tightly.
Nicki keeps glaring at me, "Where are you going Mickey?"
Shit. She can't know.
I try smiling.
"Oh, I just needed to wash my face!"
Her face turns into a look of disappointment.
"Oh," she sighs. "That's a bit strange, don't you think?"
"What is?"
"Never mind," she turns the other direction.
That was strange too?
I shake my head, never mind that. Snoop dog was in need of trouble.
I slowly crept into the bathroom, to see him washing his face with water with the sink.
He took a paper towel and wiped off his wet face.
He turned around, sniffing heavily. I assumed he was crying earlier. It really hurt me seeing him like this.
I wanted to say something, but I was afraid that I will mess up.
"Mickey mouse," he whimpered, as snot lured its way out. "Ah!"
He quickly turned his back, trying to rub it all off his face.
"Hey," I try making things easier. "A-Are you okay?"
"Y-Yeah!" He turned back, with a wide grin on his face. But I could tell that he was faking it.
"Just know you could tell me anything," I reassure him. "Are you sure you don't want to talk about it?"
He looked incredibly embarrassed, but before I could ask again the silence, he quickly ran off.
"Wait!" I let out my hand, but he already dashed out of the door.
I try chasing after him, we ran past the crew and into the streets. They were obviously very confused but I couldn't hear what they were say, I just knew I needed to get to my sweetheart.
We've been running for about a mile outside of the McDonald's, till we finally reached a nearby gas station.
Snoop dog is heavily panting on the gas station, tears coming out of his eyes.
We're all alone. Right here, right now. I can't believe I'm doing this...
(This is such a disappointing chapter, could've been more spicy. I was bored as hell. But yeah so 😀)
