After fixing Mean Street South's Train Station clock…after ringing the bell over the fire station…the door was unlocked. The hidden door above the fire station on Mean Street South, that everyone's favorite mouse stood before, with the lucky rabbit of a brother beside him. They stared for a moment, thinking to what this room will look like once they crossed the threshold.

"Well," The mouse spoke up, making the rabbit look at him. "You first, Oswald."

"You did the work, Mick. You should go first!" Oswald the Lucky Rabbit declared as he looked back at the door, seeing the little gold plague on the front of it. There was writing on it, but it was so faded away that the rabbit couldn't even see the words let alone read it now. But recognized the plague.

Micky Mouse took a deep breath and let a shaking hand grasp the doorknob. This was it. No turning back now. He slowly turned the door and pushed the door opened.

Minnie Mouse was sitting on the couch reading a good book when some music started playing upstairs. It was thundering through the ceiling above her as the young female mouse placed a bookmark on the page she was on and slammed it shut right as her husband walked in from the front door.

"Mickey, she's at it again!" Minnie yelled in frustration. "She keeps blaring that music so loud, I'm surprised she has any hearing left!"

"Min, relax," Mickey Mouse said as he set down his briefcase by the sofa. "I'll go talk to her."

"You said that the last time, and she still insists on having it that loud!"

Just then, the music stopped, making Mickey glance up for a moment, before hearing the voice of a young girl talking and giggling. "There."

"She's going to turn it back on once she's finished talking to Max," Minnie stated as Mickey walked across the room to head to the kitchen, stopping at what his wife said and looked at her confused. "He always calls at this time. Likes checking up on her I guess."

Mickey just sighed as he looked up to hear the sweet voice laughing, before looking back at his wife, seeing her trying to calm down before opening her book back up. He then switched gears and walked towards the stairs, heading up them and down the hall before he stopped in front of a pink door with little purple accents here and there.

"Hey, Max, I gotta go," he heard her delicate voice speak up from behind the door. "I have some homework to finish. Yeah, Disney High really likes to push their students." Mickey couldn't help but chuckle at that statement.

He himself never went to the school because he was basically the founder of their world, the king, the mayor. Which sort of made Minnie the queen of this fine world. Yes, there were actual princes and princesses roaming around, but it was still HIS kingdom. But Disney High School was created a while back. It was created for the kids of the cartoon characters in this world to go and learn about the high founder's accomplishments.

"Well…they mention all but one…" Mickey said at the thought of Wasteland, the world where forgotten toons go, which was ruled by Mickey's half-brother (but brother nonetheless) Oswald the Lucky Rabbit. It had been a while since his first two visits to Wasteland, trying to protect it for Oswald and the other forgotten toons.

"Talk at the Cartoon Reunion?" The voice spoke up again, shaking Mickey out of his frenzy as he opened the door and walked in to her room, grinning at a young female mouse that looked no more than 16, with her phone in hand and her earbuds in her mouse ears. She had shoulder length black hair and side parted bangs as well as the rest of her fur, which was consisted of ink and paint. Her pink lips were forming a smile for a moment before she looked over at Mickey, seeing his blue eyes looking at her with her own sparkling in the lighting of her room.

It was a simple room, with a desk, a bed, a vanity table with some makeup on it, and a dresser. There was a closet that was off to the left hand side, by the window. The walls were pink with some wall art of daisies and roses in some corners, as well as a framed family photo that hung right by her vanity table.

"I gotta go for sure now, Max," she began. "My dad just walked in. Talk later, bye." She then hung up the phone and pulled her earbuds out of her ears before getting up from her bed and rushing over to Mickey, giving him a hug. "Hi dad."

"Hey, hon," said Mickey in response as they hugged for a moment, before pulling away after about a minute. "Your mother was complaining about your music being too loud again."

"Oh," the girl said with her smile fading into that of a nervous grin. "Sorry?"

"You promised me you'd turn it down next time!"

"I was getting ready to when Max called!"

Mickey just rolled his eyes, for he's heard this before. But the last time she said her friend Gema called. "Mina Marie Mouse,"

"I know, I say that all the time! But this time I really was!" The young mouse, Mina, declared.

"I believe you, just make sure you do it right away next time," Mickey stated with a chuckle. "I could hear it when I walked in downstairs!"

"Oh, I take it you just got back from your latest movie shoot?" asked Mina with a smile.

"Yeah, I did. Don't change the subject!" This made the young teen mouse groan as she flopped down on her bed. "I know we've raised you to be more considerate! You're mom is trying to read!"

"I thought she was in this next movie with you?" Mina stated as she stayed on her back, looking at the pattern on the ceiling.

"Again, stop changing the subject."

"I'm sorry," Mina finally sat up and looked up at her father. "I'll turn it down next time."

"Thank you," Mickey exclaimed as he went to leave but stopped. "How was school?" this made Mina perk up.

"You never ask me that," she spoke out with surprise.

"I know. It's because I'm always busy," Mickey spoke up as he walked in and closed her door to talk some more. "So, how was it?"

"It was good," the young mouse spoke as she started playing with the hem of her red mini-skirt, that stopped just above her knees, maybe a little less. "We're learning about grandpa now! How he created all this. It's incredibly was happens when you follow your heart."

"Yeah, it is," Mickey said with a smile as he sat down next to her. "I know it's hard, dear, being the daughter of the famous "Mickey Mouse", right?"

"Yeah, a little. But I've grown to accept it, dad! It's fine!" Mina exclaimed with a smile. Immediately, Mickey saw Oswald in his daughter's smile, seeing the uneasy nature in her eyes, which told the famous mouse the truth of how Mina really felt.

"Mina," Mickey began as he sighed and looked away, which made Mina's smile fade as she looked at her father's sad nature all of a sudden. "I'm sorry you got put into this life."

"Dad, I said I was fine with it," Mina said, sounding a bit annoyed now.

"Don't lie, Mina! You know I hate that!" Mickey snapped and immediately said sorry afterwards for doing so.

"I'm not lying!"

"But…" Mickey took a deep breath as he looked at his daughter, seeing the hurt and sorrow in her eyes still. "I can tell you are. What's really on your mind? What's wrong?"

Mina sighed stiffly through her nose out of annoyance as she stood up from her bed and walked to her dresser in front of her, before spinning back around and leaning her backside against it. "What's wrong is the constant celebrity treatment," she began as she finally caved in to tell her true feelings about the life she was born into. "Which I didn't mind when I was younger…but the novelty has worn off. And being labeled as this perfect picture that doesn't even exist! I try to keep the image I was born to have…but I can't keep it up anymore!"

"Mina, I—"

"I know this is your life, dad, and I accept that…but sometimes I wish I was…" Mina sighed as she looked over at the photo on her dresser of her and her best friend Gema Hedgehog at the local ice cream parlor down the street from the high school.

"You wish what?" Mickey spoke up, making Mina look back down at her feet then at her father again.

"Sometimes I wish I was in Wasteland," she finally said, making Mickey's eyes widen at the mention. "Professor Yen Sid told me about that place before you ask."

"Well I want you to forget about it!" Mickey exclaimed as he stood up from Mina's bed.

"Why?" Mina asked curiously. "What's so bad of me knowing about Wasteland, where the forgotten toons go?"

"It's a dangerous place to be, Mina! Don't you EVER wish to go there again!" Mickey yelled before walked towards the door and opened it up. "I'll see you at dinner. Keep your music down." And with that he walked out, closing the door behind him.

"Whoa," Mina spoke as she let out a shaky breath. Her father had never snapped like that towards her. It was like she just mentioned some swear word that no Disney Cartoon Character should speak, which she had done, but that was beside the point. She immediately, out of a nervous habit, grabbed the painter's pallet charm that was on her necklace as she looked at her closed door.

"What's so bad about Wasteland?"

"She what?!" Minnie asked as she was making dinner, with Mickey's help.

"She mentioned Wasteland, and said she sometimes wished she was there instead!" Mickey exclaimed as she threw some of the meat into the pot that was in the sink and leaned against said kitchen item. "It's dangerous there, Minnie. I'm surprised Oswald manages the way he does."

"It can't be that dangerous, Mickey," Minnie said with a smirk.

"I should know, Min. I was there…TWICE!"

"But you survived and came back to me both times!" Mickey just scuffed with a small chuckle as he looked at his wife. "Don't you think it's time to tell her?"

"No! I don't want her getting any ideas!"

"But Mickey…!"

"I don't want her getting hurt!"

"She's going to find out about Oswald sooner or later!" Minnie exclaimed, as she finished getting the lettuce and sour cream, as well as the cheese from the fridge.

"Minnie, I don't…" Mickey began before stopping his sentence as he looked at the door way to the kitchen, which made Minnie look and see Mina standing there.

"Who's Oswald?" The teen mouse asked with concern.

"Uh, no one, sweetie," Mickey started. "Just go get cleaned up for…"

"Who's Oswald!?" Mina yelled this time.

"Mina Marie, you do NOT raise your voice towards us!" Minnie exclaimed as she wagged her finger at her daughter.

"Is he a forgotten toon? Does he need help or something?"

"Mina, stop it! Just go clean up for dinner and we'll talk later!" Mickey snapped, making Mina nod with a grin.

"Wow," she said. "Now I have another thing on my list of problems…being left in the dark!" She then turned around towards the front door, throwing on her golden yellow sneakers.

"Where do you think you're going, young lady!?" Minnie called out to her.

"I'm going for a walk to cool my head!" Mina yelled back before walking out the door, slamming it behind her, which made Mickey jump at the sudden sound.

"Dang it," he spoke, making Minnie look at him.

"It's your choice not to tell her, Mickey. I'm done trying to…"

"No, you're right," Mickey spoke as he looked up from the counter that he was leaning on. "It's time I told her the truth."

Mina walked down the streets, her phone in hand and earbuds in ears, listening to her music to calm down, as she found herself at Disney High's front doors. She sighed as she opened them, surprised to see that they were unlocked, and walked in.

She looked around, seeing the signs for school events like the upcoming school musical that her best friend Gema was in as the lead role, and another for a music competition that she was in for her singing and songwriting.

She continued down the hallway, not thinking or paying attention to where she was heading, as she took her earbuds out after stopping the song she had playing.

"All the shine of a thousand spotlights/all the stars/we steal from the night sky will/never be enough/never be enough/towers of gold are still too little/these hands can hold the world but it'll never be enough/never be/enough…" She sand with elegance before finding herself in Master Yen Sid's lab, as he was fixing some parts of a little thing that looked almost like a gameboard of some kind.

"Professor Yen Sid?" She spoke up, making the wizard look at her with his full gray beard swaying with him. His blue robes seemed a lot darker in the dim candlelight that was spread around the room, and his eyes just seemed to hold eagerness and hope in them as he stared at the young mouse teen. "What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same question, Miss Mina Mouse," Yen Sid spoke with a very masculine and tough sound. It almost made Mina shiver in fear, but with hearing it all through her freshmen year there, she had gotten used to it.

"Had a fight with my parents," she began with a sigh. "Needed to walk it off."

"If you don't mind me asking…what about?" The old wizard asked as he saw Mina's necklace of the white metal painter's pallet charm on a silver chain around her neck.

"About Wasteland…and this guy named Oswald? My father wouldn't even tell me who he was when I asked him! He's hiding something, Professor!" Mina exclaimed, making Yen Sid grin a little as he looked back at the board before him. "Do you know who he is?"

"I do, as a matter of fact," he began as he fixed one last thing on the board and tapped it with his wand, only to have it spark with nothing changing, which resulted in Yen Sid grunting in frustration. "He's the caretaker of Wasteland…a forgotten toon."

"He doesn't really sound like a forgotten toon if we all know of him," Mina stated as she walked up to the board, seeing the replica of Cinderella's castle in the center of it. "Why do you have a board of Disney?"

"This isn't Disney, dear child," Yen Sid began, but as he went to finish, the castle started to glow, making Mina cover her eyes out of instinct of the bright light, without knowing that her necklace had started to glow too.

"That's never happened before!" Yen Sid exclaimed before the light died down after a few minutes and he sighed with relief. "Alright. Anyway, as I was saying, this is…" he went to continue what he was saying when he turned towards Mina, only to see that she wasn't there now. "Mina?" He called as he looked around before his gaze landed on the board, making his breath hitch in his throat. "Oh no."