Take Your Girl To Work Day

I am just playing my video game. Mickey appears, behind me.

"Where's Minnie? Is today Take Your Girl to Work Day?" asks Mickey.

I sigh. "Nobody knows it, Mickey."

"Darius, you promised." says Mickey.

I stand there, looking at the viewer with an uninterested expression. Then at my studio, Minnie and I walk in the door. It looks like a fight is going on around my studio.

"Wait right here, Minnie!" I told her.

"Okay, Darius." Minnie said. Suddenly, they used laser guns and shot them at me and Minnie. "Whoa!" Minnie avoids one.

"Watch out, Darius!" Minnie told me.

I groan.

We avoid lasers as they shoot them at us.

Minnie, scared, runs with me. Bob Jim Broadway walks to me.

"Who is this little mousey?" Bob asks.

"Oh, Bob. It's Take Your Girl to Work Day, and I'm with Minnie. And uh...Mickey, her boyfriend, told me I'd work with her, but, oh, let's be honest, he was right! You know he's right. Oh boy...I'm probably gonna get fired for this, but (bleep) it." I sweared. "I love Minnie Mouse." I said.

"Oh, really?" Bob Jim told me. Then he grabs Franklin Jerry Matthews by the neck. "You hear that, Frank? Darius here, never spends time with Minnie. You think there's something wrong with him?"

Suddenly, Bob realized that he grabbed Frank's neck too hard, that he died.

"So sorry you had to see that." said Bob Jim. "Are you having a good time with Darius, little mouse girl?" Bob asks Minnie.

Minnie gets scared and hides behind me.

Cut to me, still with Minnie, meeting Jimmy Dean and the gang, from out of the studio.

"Hope you all will enjoy my show from the mid '60's." says Jimmy Dean.

"I didn't really want to be on your show, anyway." I said.

"Yes, you did." Minnie told me.

"Eh, I guess we'll just move along." says Jimmy, as he and his gang drive off.

I had to stop holding Minnie's hand for a while.

"Darius, you're not even trying!" yells Minnie.

I start yelling/snapping at her back.

"Minerva, it's like a hundred degrees out there! I didn't do anything bad! I was just trying to enjoy my peaceful life, that's all! Is that really too much of a mother (bleep)-ing problem? HUH?!"

Minnie runs away from me, crying. I start to run too.

"Wait, Minnie! Come back!"

Now only Rowlf the Dog is left.

"Gee, that's why I can't teach my girl to do (bleep)." Rowlf sweared.

The End?