Warning: This takes place after the events in Desi's Story. Any information and characters unknown have been introduced in that story. Before reading this, I highly recommend reading Desi's full story first. Thank you.~
House of Mouse swarmed with people, toons of all kinds, filling up tables and enjoying the show the club provided. A small mouse, working as a waitress, shifted the plates in her hand, cautiously regaining the balance so they wouldn't fall and shatter on the ground.
"You're doing great Desi. You're starting to get the hang of this." Someone called to Desi, the tall figure slapping her back in a playful way.
"Thanks Goofy. Not as bad as my first day, that's for sure. I really think I'm starting to get into this." Desi said, wiping the sweat from her forehead.
"Well the first day… It wasn't your fault okay, we all know Pete pushed you and uhh.. Well that you uhh-"
Desi interrupted Goof with a sigh.
"Don't have control of my powers, I know." Desi finished for him, looking down a moment.
"Pete really sounded mad. He kept going on about how he'll get me. We haven't seen him in day's and… Do you think he's going to do anything?" Desi nervously asked, setting the dishes down in the sink.
"What could he possibly do?" Goofy laughed, leaning against the counter. Desi thought a moment, relaxing her tensed shoulders.
"Haha, yeah, guess you're right." Desi laughed. Once Desi finished up they both proceeded to walk out of the kitchen, both of them turning when they heard a loud commotion towards the lobby of the club.
"You don't have a reservation Pete! Neither do any of you officers!" Daisy called out. Donald was holding Pete back as best he could, wailing loudly in anger.
"There she is officers, take her away!" Pete yelled out, pointing towards Desi. Desi felt her stomach turn, backing up into Goof's arms.
"Wait a minute, you can't arrest a kid! She was acting in self-defense anyway, ask anyone!" Goofy snapped at Pete, holding Desi away from the police. Mickey and Minnie ran up to the commotion.
"What's going on here?" Mickey questioned. One of the police officers approached, taking his hat off.
"No disrespect Mr. Mouse, but we've been informed you hired an underage worker, which is illegal." The officer explained.
"Chief O'Hara ? Well... It isn't illegal if they're your family." Mickey said, confusion on his face.
"Well… Do ya have proof that she's your daughter, because from our files she isn't… In fact, it shows she doesn't even exist." Chief O'Hara replied. Desi looks at the officer in shock.
"W-What? Don't exist? I-I-" Desi studdered, tears threatening to leak out of her eyes. Minnie stepped forward, putting a hand on Desi's shoulder.
"This is my daughter." Minnie said in a serious tone.
"Without the proper documentation Mrs. Mouse, we're going to have to take Desi until you pass inspection for adoption, or until you have proof she's yours. I'm sorry." Chief O'Hara explained, taking Desi by the arm and lightly pulling her away.
"But we filed for her adoption already." Minnie tried, looking at the different officers with pleading eyes. Pete laughed and leaned forward, not giving anyone else a chance to speak.
"But that kid never sighed the documents and you never sent them in. So your home was never investigated to be proven suitable for children." Pete said with a laugh, a stance showing he knew he had won.
"But, they really are my parents, and I'm happy being with them." Desi softly whined.
"We're truly sorry Mickey, Minnie, but we, unfortunately, cannot leave a child with someone not in the system. Personally, I believe and trust you, but it would be illegal to overlook it. Especially since it has been brought to our attention and Pete said he would report it to my superiors if we overlooked it." Chief O'Hara explained sadly.
"Where will you take her?" Mickey asked, his face full of sadness.
"She'll be taken to the local orphanage. From there we can look or make her documents. She'll be able to be put in a foster home if someone already in the system comes in and temporarily takes her in. The court-house will keep a tight look on her I can promise you that." Chief O'Hara started to lead Desi out, her face looking back at her parents with pleading eyes.
"Wait! Donald, can't you take her? You take care of your nephews." Minnie quickly requested. Donalds eyes widen, looking at her panicked.
"The boys were left with me by my sister. I'm not in the system!" He frantically explains.
"Wait, no please, you can't!" Desi argued, pulling and wiggling, but was unsuccessful to free herself from the officers grasp.
"Well yes we can, Shortstack!" Pete teased, poking Desi's nose hard.
"Ow! Ugh, why you- Pete you really want to get me that bad. Just- J-Just grow up!" Desi shouted in a nervous stutter.
"Ah quit your whining! Hope you have fun in the new orphanage! An' no ones here to take ya in. So you better-"
"Well, if someone who's in the system already volunteers to take care of her until Mickey and Minnie sort everything out, can they take her right now?" Someone popped up. Everyone turned in the direction of the voice.
"Mortimer Mouse?" Mickey asked, backing up as Mortimer approached to give him room. Mortimer walks up to the officer, ignoring Pete's questioning look.
"I'm in the system bub. Knowing the system, you and I know that a child or children can be taken care of by anyone who volunteers and has been approved for having a good environment for a child to live in."
"Excuse me?! How do you know that?!" Pete angrily asked. Mortimer shoots a glare at Pete before continuing.
"Better I take her in than someone towns or who even knows how far away. You don't know how long it can take to get her case viewed and taken care of in court. It would be an extreme injustice if you took her away." Mortimer said, arms folded as he spoke.
"Didn't he kidnap her and is considered a bad-" Donald elbowed Daisy, giving her a look to quiet up.
"Are you a lawyer or something?" Chief O'Hara questioned in a monotone voice.
"Pfft, not exactly. Studied this kind of thing in college you could say."
"Well, we need the paperwork and-"
"I already have it."
"Wait, how would someone like you ha-" Chief O'Hara, again, was cut off by Mortimer, this time him just holding up his hand.
"I'll be right back." Mortimer said, walking out of the club to his car.
"Mickey, look, even if he has the documents and everything, I'll still take her and makes sure she's in a good place until you can get her. I don't trust that Mortimer Mouse." Chief O'Hara explained to Mickey. Desi shook her head quickly.
"Wait. I trust him. Please! He's right by my parents home and I know I'll be okay. I don't want to not see my parents. Please." Desi begged, looking at Chief O'Hara and her dad. Mickey sighed out, looking over at Minnie, who grabbed hold of Mickeys hand.
"Okay hun, if you trust him. We'll trust in you." Mickey replied, clearly unnerved. Mortimer walked back in with a briefcase, setting it down onto a table and opening it.
"Here's the paperwork for the inspection and that it's been approved. Here's the legal documents showing I can be a legal guardian and that I have stable income and approval to appropriately take care of a child and that my home is indeed a safe environment, and here's the rest of that legal mumbo jumbo. Any more questions?" Mortimer said, folding his arms once more.
"Yeah, why the heck do you have all this?" Pete snapped, pushing back the officer and looking at the paperwork.
"It's… A long story." Mortimer sighed out plainly, looking down.
"I even have the paperwork here for Desi and I both to sign. It would give me temporary custody of her, I just need a professional as a witness." Mortimer explained, grabbing the pen and holding it out to Chief O'Hara. Chief O'Hara gives a small glare to Mortimer before looking at Mickey and Minnie, then down at Desi. Finally, with a sigh, he took the pen and sighed the paper.
"Who's side are you on?!" Pete growled, grabbing Mortimer by the collar.
"The side where Desi doesn't get hurt. She's been through enough and I owe them a lot. So back off me Pete." Mortimer growled back, slapping Pete's hands off him.
"Pesky pest!" Pete snapped, looking back down at Desi as she sighed the paperwork.
"I'll get you someday pipsqueak." Pete grumbled, walking away in anger.
"Alright. Desi, listen here. For a temporary amount of time, as a trial, you must stay with Mortimer. Meaning at his house and with him at all times. If you had school you'd be free to go there, but in this case no. You also cannot work here at the club, unfortunately. Mortimer, she can't be left without you unless you document having an approved babysitter." Chief O'Hara sternly explained.
"Understood sir. Can I still visit my parents though?" Desi asked.
"Of course, but Mortimer must be with you." Chief O'Hara said with a smile, shaking her hand. He went over and shook Mortimer's, glaring at him. Mortimer had an empty expression, used to this type of look before.
"Also, remember. You must show up to all the court dates that'll be sent to you in the mail, plus you will meet with the local representative of the Department of Social Services to talk with you and Desi." Chief O'Hara said in a low tone. Mortimer nodded, swallowing softly. Chief O'Hara then shook Mickey and Minnie's hands before leaving with the rest of the police officers. Minnie turned to Mickey.
"We have to get this sorted through quickly! Desi, promise you'll be okay?" Minnie asked, looking at her daughter.
"I promise mom. You focus on getting this figured out and I promise I'll be safe." Desi replied, hugging her mom. She hugged her dad tightly as well.
"You better take care of her." Mickey glared at Mortimer.
"Trust me Mic, this is just one of the ways I'm trying at to pay you all back. I'll take care of her." Mortimer said, closing his briefcase gently.
"Well… You better take Desi to go get some things if she'll be staying with you. She has a key." Mickey explained, giving Desi a headpat. Minnie walked over to Mortimer, writing something in a notepad.
"Here, this is all you need to know to care of Desi. She loves cheese. Make sure you get her heating blanket. Her bedtime is at 10:00. 11:30 at the latest. Brush her hair before she goes to bed, that way it doesn't tangle. Make sure she takes her meds on time…" Minnie went on to lecture Mortimer, causing Desi to blush from embarrassment.
"Moooooom!" Desi whines, running up and trying to swipe the paper away. Minnie waves a finger at Desi, quickly giving the paper to Mortimer. Desi covered her face, breathing out to calm herself. She turned to her dad.
"You get back to the show, we'll go get my things settled." Desi smiled, hugging her parents again.
"Okay hun. Just... Be safe. We love you" Mickey said, hugging her back.
"I love you too." Desi smiled brightly.
"Come on Mr. Mortimer, let's get going." Desi said looking up at Mortimer, starting to walk towards the exit. Mortimer nodded, carrying his suitcase out.