Chapter 1:

Packing for the trip

Minnie went upstairs one night carrying a hot cup of tea. She was in her pajamas, a pink nightgown and silk blue robe that nearly touched the floor. Fifi followed her at her feet.

It was late and she was starting to get tired. She knew she had to go to bed soon because she and Mickey would be waking up early the next day to go to New York.

Their anniversary was in a few days and this year the two were taking a trip to The Big Apple. They had a lot of fun stuff planned, the main thing being the Broadway show they were going to see the day of their anniversary. She was super excited and she couldn't wait to spend the week completely alone with him.

When she reached their bedroom she froze at the scene in front of her.

Mickey on the floor, also in his pajamas, tossing stuff into a suitcase that was already piled high with stuff. Pluto sat next to him looking like he was holding back laughter.

Minnie watched as Mickey threw in some clothes and a few pairs of shoes. "You're just now packing?"

"Some of us didn't have time to pack last night," Mickey said as he threw in more clothes. He wasn't bothering to fold them.

She put her hand on her hip. "You were playing video games all night."

"I can't help that I'm a procrastinator. It's disease. I'll stop tomorrow."

She laughed. "You've been saying that for 20 years." She looked at the suitcase that was stacked with stuff. "You'll never get it closed like that."

"Yeah I will. Watch." He closed the suitcase and tried to zip it but it was too full. "I don't get it," he said as he struggled to close it. "You always pack way more stuff than I do and you get it closed easily."

"That's because I fold my clothes honey," she said with a laugh.

"Okay, come here. You sit on it, and I'll try to zip it." She put her tea on the night table and sat on the suitcase but it was still really hard to close. After a lot of effort, Mickey eventually managed to close it. "There, perfect."

Minnie stood up and as soon as she did, the zippers popped off and the suitcase opened again.

Mickey stared at it in disbelief. "What the hell!" There was no closing it now. "This sucks. We're leaving tomorrow morning and I can't get a new suitcase." Then he got an idea. "Wait here." He ran out of the room and Minnie waited curiously. Then came back with a roll of duct tape.

"You're not serious!"

"Desperate times call for desperate measures. Help me out." She helped him wrap duct tape around his suitcase. "I think that'll hold until tomorrow. I'll get a new suitcase when we get to New York."

"I hope so," Minnie said looking at it. It didn't look like it would make it to the airport, much less to New York.

"Oh well, let's not worry about it now. Instead," he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her lips, "let's worry about how much fun we're going to have," he said with a wink.

"I'm so excited," Minnie said. "No worries, no cares, just you and me."

He placed his forehead on hers. "Just me and my beautiful lady."