*Before I upload the next chapter I really wanted to clean up the other chapters. There are minor grammar and spelling fixes, and some rewritten sentences. Don't worry I won't change anything major. Also, there might be a few mistakes missed, not all grammar sites fix all the mistakes, and nobody is perfect. July 11, 2016*

In 1928, a long time ago, before any mouse ruled the stage, there was a rabbit. Not just any rabbit, a LUCKY one. But in the next year, the rabbit got lost and a mouse was born.

Nowforwardthe clocks a bit, to about 2006, the rabbit returned! But after years of being forgotten, he landed in Wasteland along with all the other forgotten toons.

Ostown, Present Day

Oswald and Ortensia walked down the street of Ostown admiring how lovely and peaceful it was. People tipped their hats and said hello as they walked by. Ortensia wandered over to Clarabelle's flower garden while Oswald leaned against the wall of the Gag Factory. He took a deep breath. Wasteland was slowly being rebuilt after the quakes and the Mad Doctor's betrayal. It was nice to have a day off from getting rid of Blotlings and Beetleworks. He looked around Ostown, the colors were coming back and the fountain was no longer spitting Thinner. He got up and walked over to Ortensia and Clarabelle. He picked a yellow daisy for Ortensia. She blushed. Oswald took her hand and led her to the yellow house by the creek. Finally, it got its well-deserved coat of Paint. He knocked on the door twice and a familiar friend came out. "Hey! Oswald and Ortensia how are you today?" he asked.

"We're fine Mic," Oswald replied. Mickey opened the door wider and let them in. The house was warm and inviting. "So Mickey, how long are you going to stay in Wasteland? Don't you have to go back?" Ortensia asked.

"I do, soon. But I want to make sure I don't have to come back right away. Not that I don't like seeing you guys." he said. He looked sad. His eyes wandered to a picture on the mantle of his fireplace. A girl mouse held Mickey's hand in the picture. Minnie. Mickey missed his Minnie.

"Oh, Mickey you don't have to stay. I'm sure Ossy here has everything under control, don't you hunny bunny." Ortensia said. Oswald rubbed his hand nervously between his ears. He didn't want his best friend to leave just yet.

"Yeah, I've got it under control," Oswald said. Mickey smiled a bit. He walks over and shook Oswald's hand.

"Thanks. You guys are some of my best friends ever." Mickey hugged Ortensia goodbye and went to find Gus. Oswald and Ortensia locked up his house knowing that it wouldn't be used for a while. They made their way down the stone walkway hand in hand. They stopped at the Oswald fountain and watched as Mickey jumped through the Mean Street projector. All the toons surrounding them got slightly grayer and slouched a little once Mickey left. Mickey, their hero. Oswald felt a twang of jealousy. He shook it off knowing that everyone loved him. He put his hand to his chest, knowing there would be no heartbeat. He wished that he had a heart, so he could travel between the Toon world and the Forgotten one. He left his hand there for a second more and felt a beat. Oswald looked curiously down at his hand. Maybe it was just a twitch or something. Then his vision went blurry and he fell to the ground. "Oswald!" Ortensia yelled.

Oswald opened his eyes. He felt fine, a little happier but fine. Ortensia questioned him with her eyes, he shrugged. They walked to the Mean Street projector hopefully in time to see Mickey off.

Toontown, Present day

Minnie paced the front room of her house. Mickey is not back yet. "Where is he?" she muttered under her breath. Her telephone rang. She ran for it. "Mickey?" she said.

"Not a sign of him. Minnie, I'm sure he's fine. He is a big mouse." Daisy said on the other line.

"But, he didn't leave a note or call or anything! Oh Daisy, what am I going to do?" Minnie started to cry.

"Don't cry Minnie dear. Mickey will return. In the meantime, why don't I take you down to Main Street for some ice cream? That might cheer you up." Minnie only sobbed harder. Daisy mentally slapped herself in the face. The Ice Cream Parlor was Mickey and Minnie's favorite place to go. "Never mind about the ice cream. How about we go shopping for some new bows?" Daisy suggested.

"Sorry Daisy, I'm not in the mood for shopping," Minnie said whipping away her tears. "Thanks for the suggestion. I better go. Bye Daisy thanks for all your help."

"Bye Minnie." The call ended. Minnie put down the phone and started to pace again. She ended up going outside and walking to Mickey's house. She opened the door and wandered into his bedroom. The book he was reading the night he disappeared was sitting on his nightstand. Through the Looking Glass by Lewis Carroll. Minnie carefully placed it in its spot on the bookshelf. She lightly dusted the props from Mickey's many cartoons, a pointy star hat, a wand, a few pictures, and a small statue of Mickey and Walt. As she brushed her hand over the wand again she was shocked. "OW!" she exclaimed. The wand shocked her. "Must still have some juice." Minnie picked up the wand and waved it around. Nothing happened. She waved it again towards the mirror. The mirror started to ripple. "That's odd," Minnie said. She climbed to the mantel a poked the mirror. It flexed with her finger. She gasped. But the stranger it got the more curious she would get.

Minnie slowly pushed a whole hand through and then her arm followed by the rest of her body. She popped out the other side with a thud. Minnie landed on cold, stone floor. Where was she? Minnie walked slowly down the dark corridor and into an open room. The room contained a tall desk and a chair. She climbed the chair and looked at what lay on the desk.

It was a map of some kind. But it was like a 3D weather report of sunny days and blue skies. Minnie poked curiously at the map with the wand. The wand was sucked in along with Minnie. She fell through soft white clouds and crashed through a glass castle roof. Minnie at least landed on something soft. It had long ears and long feet. "Excuse me miss but I am not a cushion," he said.

"Oops. I am so sorry sir. I didn't mean to fall on you." Minnie said. She helped him up. He brushed himself off.

"That's okay. A toon's first trip to Wasteland is not an easy one. I'm Oswald the leader of Wasteland and you are?" Oswald looked up. He didn't believe who he saw. It was the girl mouse from Mickey's pictures.

"I'm Minnie Mouse, and I'm looking for Mickey."