A/N: So here's a mashup of Disney! Someone I made friends with on deviantArt got me started on this whether he meant to or not, so blame him! ^_^ Just a smattering of what I think life would be like if one should happen to live in a Magic Kingdom...So most everything belongs to Disney, I'm just playing in the toy box (as usual!)
Chapter 1: Welcome Medley
She appeared on one of the coldest and windiest days the kingdom had seen that winter with strawberry curls swirling under her knitted hat and blue eyes that sparkled with anticipation for everyone she met—a special trait that had long since left the spirits of seasoned members of the kingdom. Never the less, there she stood that windy January morning terrified of the new direction her life was headed in, but sporting a smile so bright she'd been told she could lite main street all on her own out of pure determination.
One of the first to notice her was the head mouse himself. Seconds after she appeared the big cheese and his main squeeze ran to greet her. "Greetings!" Mickey Mouse said, patting her on the shoulder. "Welcome to the most magical kingdom on earth!"
"You must be Jenny Doe, moving from the EPCOT!" Minnie Mouse squeaked in delight, taking hold of the girl's gloved hand. "My goodness you're tall, aren't you?"
"About five-nine last I checked," Jenny said, smiling at the mice who stood only just passed her elbow. "It's an honor to meet so distinguished persons such as yourselves."
Minnie giggled and blushed. Mickey smiled and rubbed the back of his head. "Aw, shucks," he said. "You make it sound like we started world peace—and besides we live in Toontown, Cinderella and Charming run the Magic Kingdom and other territories. We just came out to make sure you got to your housing okay."
"Oh, well thank you," Jenny said, then glanced around. "I just need to direct the movers to my apartment."
"We'll, help you, dear," Minnie said, with her trademark smile. "You're in Market Place correct? Such beautiful apartments up there!"
"I think so, yes," Jenny said, she knew where her new place was—just not the name of the streets. But she smiled politely and let the mouse grab hold of her hand.
"We'll see you after the movers arrive," Minnie called to Mickey as she started pulling Jenny up the street.
"See you real soon!" Mickey called back with a wave and an adjustment of his scarf.
Minnie smiled up at Jenny again. "He's really the sweetest mouse I know."
"I don't doubt it," Jenny said, returning the smile.
"Now you're here as a Social Secretary, correct?" Minnie asked.
"Yes," Jenny answered, trying to take in every building and person she saw—an impossible task. "Though, they neglected to tell me who it is I will be working for."
"Don't worry, Mrs Darling will tell you all of that when you start up tomorrow," Minnie assured her, waving to shoppers and shopkeepers alike as they passed. "She and Mrs. Banks run the main office for social secretaries around here—over in the Expo Center."
Jenny nodded, but her attention had been caught by the towering structure at the far end of the road: the castle. She couldn't help staring, back home in Gateway Port there were no castles. She'd been able to see the manors in London Terrace and the chateaus on Paris Boulevard, but nothing so grand as this.
"Here we are!" Minnie announced, coming to a halt halfway down main street. Jenny glanced down, then turned to her right. Between the charming shops there was a wide inlet of a street where the kingdom's farmers sold all forms of produce from wheeled carts numerous members of the Main Street society were milling around despite the weather.
"I believe," Minnie said, pulling a small address book from her purse as they made their way through the shoppers—each of whom smiled and nodded or waved as they passed, "that you are number... Ah, yes, 7 Market Place. Which means you... are... Oh, you're the yellow one!"
The yellow one was the smallest townhouse on the street, but it made Jenny smile. "Isn't it perfect."
Minnie nodded, thoughtfully. "It does have a special... quality to it, doesn't it?" she said, but she was silently overly happy with her own home in Toontown.
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According to Minnie, who stopped by again later with her friend Daisy Duck, Jenny probably held the kingdom's record for fastest to unpack. The reason? She didn't have much to unpack in the first palace. Her livingroom consisted of a small sofa, a rocking chair, and a trunk which worked as her coffee table.
"How on earth did you live in Gateway Port?" Daisy asked, her eyes wide as she looked at the sparse apartment.
"Oh, much the same as I will here, I expect," Jenny said with a giggle as she brought them tea and the five cookies that had been the last in her cookie tin. "Though this really is a lot more room than I need..."
Daisy and Minnie exchanged brief glances as Jenny sat in the rocking chair, but she'd seen them and fought the urge to roll her eyes. It definitely wasn't uncommon to meet disapproval with her simplicity.
"You know," Daisy said, trying to sound nonchalant. "I have a few extra things you might like—I could have Donald and the boys bring them by, if you want."
"Really?" Jenny said, giving her a suspicious smirk.
"Yes—Donald's been complaining that my shopping's cluttering up the house," she said very convincingly, but Jenny knew what she was doing too well.
"Ms Duck, if you're offering your collection out of concern," Jenny said with a gracious smile and honest eyes. "I assure, you don't need to worry. I'm actually very good at living within my means."
Daisy blushed a bright pink, and so did Minnie who patted her on the knee. "We'd really feel much more comforted if you let us," she said. "We want to make sure you have enough."
Jenny smiled ruefully as she sighed. "Well if it's that important to you—."
"Wonderful!" Daisy cried happily putting down her tea and clapping. "Oh, I know just how to decorate this place!"
The rest of their tea time was spent with Daisy mapping out nearly every room in the five room house with ideas of how to change everything, along with Minnie's more reasonable input. Jenny watched them go, half amused and half fearful of the changes.
"Good heavens!" Daisy cried out when she saw the girl's bedroom—where Jenny's twin-sized mattress was sitting atop odd-sized boxes.
"What?" Jenny asked, worrying something was wrong.
"Oh, it's nothing," Minnie chimed in quickly, smiling up at her. "Daisy's just used to seeing larger beds in the master bedroom."
Daisy briefly gave Minnie a confused look, but turned back to Jenny with a smile and nodded. "Don't worry though," she assured Jenny. "I might have a spare bed set lying around somewhere."
Jenny continued to smile, but Minnie noticed it was strained. So it wasn't much later that the two friends made their way out of the small townhouse, with the sincere promise to return later in the afternoon.
"How on earth do her parents let her live like that?" Daisy demanded as they climbed into her car. She froze after the words left her beak, thinking that maybe Jenny's family had been too poor or that Jenny had been an orphan. "She does have parents, right?"
"Nobody knows," Minnie answered with a shrug as Daisy pulled away from the curb.
"What do you mean 'nobody knows'?" Daisy demanded, making the car practically fly down the roads. "Someone has to at least have an idea."
"You remember that girl I told you about a couple of years ago?" Minnie asked, struggling to hold the conversation as she gripped the doorhandle for dear life. "The one Belle found when she was visiting Jane Porter—at the outpost?"
"The one they found in the water?" Daisy asked slowly, abruptly pulling into the rotary in front of the castle and ignoring the blaring horns of infuriated drivers. "Didn't you say Belle had her nursed back to health and gave her a job?"
"Yes," Minnie confirmed. "As her secretary."
Daisy frowned for a moment, then gasped in understanding, now narrowly missing the snow covered topiaries outside of the Fantasyland tea hall as she sped toward Toontown. "You mean—Jenny was—She really doesn't remember anything?"
Minnie shook her head. The last few minutes of their drive, which should have taken at least double the time if anyone else were driving, was spent in a thoughtful silence.
"Well then," Daisy said as she swung the car onto the dock in front of Donald's boat. "That settles it."
"Settles what?" Minnie asked, trying to calm her heart down.
"It's up to me to make sure that she gets a proper home," Daisy said decidedly, unbuckling her seatbelt.
"You?" Minnie asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Alright, it's up to us, then," Daisy said and got out of the car.
"Now wait a minute!" Minnie called after her and unbuckled her seatbelt, but Daisy was already rushing down the dock.