Mickey never thought vampires were real, until one just happens to fall in love with him! Can Mickey escape the mistress Minnie and her pink little house, or has he been trapping himself through true love?
Alone, that's exactly how Mickey Mouse felt - along with a little scared,and a lot lost. "Ohhh! I just want to go home!" Mickey thought to himself. Down a dark ally he went, on this dark and stormy Monday night. Mickey was drenched in cold hard rain water, and hugged his thin athletic jacket tighter around him. Being lost from home made him feel terrible. It wasn't even worth the basketball tryouts; he made it to the team, but he hadn't expected Coach Pete to be so fat and lazy. He took the "shortcut" as coach Pete had suggested, but it only made 18 year old Mickey incredibly lost - not home sooner.
But, it is what it is, and Mickey was just doing to have to work it out. Even if it would take a while... Mickey decided this time, he could lose his temper just a little bit. The young athlete kicked a nearby trash can before he slumped against the brick wall to his left, feeling desperate to get home to his godfather Goofy.