Disclaimer: I own nothing affiliated with Disney whatsoever. All OC's were created specifically for this story and are not modeled after real people. Any similarity is unintended and I apologize.

Author's note: Welcome to the 6th chapter of this fic. I hope you enjoy it. No flames or criticism. I want to thank chlstarr for inspiration on a scene used at the school. Thank you! :)

P.S. I want to dedicate this chapter to Roy E. Disney, who passed away at the age of 79 on December 16, 2009. He had been fighting stomach cancer. He was the nephew of Walt Disney and the son of Roy O. Disney. More info about this can be found in my profile. God bless you Roy. And God bless you're loved ones. You will always be remembered.

Squad Unit 19.

A MOUSIE LOVE TALE

The morning sun shone through the valleys and over the mountains, covering the landscape in it's warmth. At the little farm house down the little dirt road, Mickey had just woken up. After yawning and stretching, he crawled out of bed and stood next to it. He stretched again, trying to shake the fatigue from his sleepy frame. Mickey walked to the foot of his bed and began to do his morning mousercise. Suddenly, he heard the sound of somebody coming up the stairs, then a yellow-gold bloodhound ran in.

"Arf! Arf!" he barked, greeting his master. Mickey chuckled.

"Good morning, Pluto." Then he began to pat the dog's head, making Pluto's tail wag. "I guess ya want some breakfast, don'tcha pal?" Pluto barked in response. "Okay. Come on, boy." Pluto barked, then took off through the bedroom door and down the stairs. Mickey made his bed then headed downstairs to find Pluto sitting in the kitchen. He gave Pluto some dog food, then he began to fix himself some breakfast. After he made his breakfast, he sat down at the table, said his prayer, then began to eat.

After finishing his breakfast, Mickey washed the dishes, then made his way upstairs to get ready to pick Minnie up. As he changed out of his pajamas and into something more comfortable, he couldn't help but be a little nervous. After what Minnie had told him about this all girls school, he wasn't too thrilled of going to a school where the headmistress despises his own gender. He knew for a fact that Minnie's time at that school hadn't changed her at all. She was still the same sweet, kind-hearted girl he had grown up with. Nothing had changed about her in those three years. Well, maybe one thing... She was determined not to let him go this time, no matter what.

But how would Miss Upstuck react to Minnie's return? The girl mouse had snuck out and ran away from the school, and never looked back. Now she was going to show up three years after she left, with a guy. Boy, was this going to be interesting. After getting ready, Mickey headed back downstairs and got his keys.

"See ya later, Pluto. Watch over the house while I'm gone," he instructed. Pluto raised his right ear to his forehead in a salute motion. "Good. I'll see ya later, Pluto." Mickey waved to his dog as he closed the door and walked out to his car. He got in, buckled his seat belt, turned the engine over, then drove down the little dirt road to Minnie's farm.

After picking her up, both young mice made the two and a half hour drive to the school. But it didn't seem like two hours for the mice who talked most of the way there and enjoyed the scenery.

"Thanks again for doing this, Mickey. I really appreciate it," Minnie smiled sweetly, nuzzling against him.

"Aw, gee. You're welcome, Minnie. It's been buggin' me about our letters, too. I'd like to find out what happened to them," Mickey replied.

"Me, too. I'd really like to get them back and finally read the ones you sent." She nuzzled against him as she smiled fondly at him.

"Maybe we should stop by and see your parents," Mickey suggested. Minnie shifted a little in her seat.

"Yeeah... You remember how my dad was, don't you?" Minnie asked.

"Yeah. He was a nice fella and very protective of you." She nodded.

"Do you remember how he was around you?" Mickey sighed.

"Yeah, I remember. Does he still have that shotgun?"

"Yep. He still has it, and he still knows how to use it."

"That's what I was afraid of..." Minnie smiled gently.

"He never used it on you, now did he?"

"No, but that's because you told him not to." Minnie giggled.

"Daddy really liked you, Mickey."

"He liked me best when I was at least a foot from you," he replied with a chuckle. She chuckled and nudged him playfully.

"You know that's not true. He really did like you, and so did mom."

"Yeah. I guess they did."

"I know they did." She leaned up and kissed his cheek.

"So do ya want us to stop in and see them?" Mickey asked.

"Are you sure we have time?"

"Of course. We've got all day."

"Okay," she nodded. "Thanks, Mickey," she said with a smile, then leaned up and kissed his cheek. "My parent's will be real surprised to us."

"How did your parent's take the idea of you running away?"

"Well neither was very pleased with it. But both forgave me for it and said they understood."

"They did?" Mickey's eyes widened in shock.

"Well... My dad still likes you, but he wasn't happy about the idea of me running away from that school just for a boy." Mickey sighed.

"So in other words, I walk in, I can kiss my tail goodbye?"

"No," Minnie corrected in a soothing voice. "My parent's forgave me and they don't hold it against you."

"And you know that how? They don't even know that we're together again, do they?"

"I haven't talked to them yet. But I know my parents. Both of them really liked you, and they both forgave me and neither of them hold against either of us." Minnie then wrapped her arm around Mickey's and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Don't worry, Mickey. I won't let dad get you. We'll both talk to him," she smiled gently. Both shared a smile and continued on their way to the school.

It wasn't long before they arrived at the front gates of the school. After stopping the car, both of the mice got out and walked up to the front gates. Nothing had changed about the campus grounds. Just as eerie and creepy as ever. It seemed more like that to Minnie since she had spent a year there. Walking through the front gates, memories came back to Minnie. Memories of being cooped up in that school, memories of feeling alone, memories of missing Mickey.

Although Minnie had spent a year at the school, it didn't change her a bit. Most of the other student's were stuck-up snobs that thought they were better than everybody else. But there were some nice, decent girls there, and Minnie was one of them. Minnie's time at the school hadn't changed a thing about her. She was exactly the same as she was before. She was one of only a hand-full of girls that didn't let the peer pressure of the other students get to her. Both Mickey and Minnie were thankful for that. Minnie never wanted to be like those other girls. She was raised as being a kind, sweet girl, and that was who she was and that was what was in her heart.

As Minnie and Mickey walked through the gates and began walking up the walkway, she intertwined her arm around his. It felt wonderful to have him by her side again. As they walked up the walk, some of the other students that were making their way across the campus grounds caught sight of Mickey, and their jaws dropped upon seeing him. One girl even dropped her books onto the foot of another girl, while another tripped over a sprinkler. They all wondered who the handsome guy was.

Call it her woman's instinct and her girlfriend's instinct, but Minnie took a glance around and noticed some of the girls making eyes at Mickey. She felt her protectiveness building inside her. She always knew that Mickey was handsome and cute, but it burned her if she thought a girl was even looking at him. The girls' looked on in awe at Mickey, then when they noticed Minnie latched onto his arm, they began to seethe with jealousy and give the girl mouse evil glares. Minnie just smirked and gripped Mickey's arm a little tighter. Any girl that wanted him would have to go through her first.

"Back off, girls, he's mine!" she thought to herself with a proud grin. Mickey was her guy, and she was his girl. Minnie averted her gaze and she and Mickey continued up to the school. The other girls then grinned menacingly when they realized that a boy was on school property. And Miss Upstuck wouldn't be happy about that.

Going through the front doors of the school, it was still the same dull, dingy place.

"So this is your old school, huh?" Mickey said.

"If you could call it that. I hated this place," Minnie replied.

"I can understand why. How did you stand it here?" Minnie stopped, prompting Mickey to do the same. She raised her free hand up to his face and stroked his cheek.

"Only one thing kept me from going crazy here. The one person I'm already crazy about - you," she smiled warmly. "Thinking of you was what kept me going. It was the only thing keeping me going."

"Aw, gosh..." he blushed. Then she leaned up and touched her nose to his. But after a few seconds...

"Hey, hey, hey! Break it up, you two delinquents!" an angry voice said. Both mice pulled away to find a woman, obviously a teacher, standing there. "We have a strict PDA rule here in this school and such nonsense will not be tolerated! Now break it up!" With that, the teacher walked away, giving an angry glare at the young mouse couple. Both mice growled in annoyance.

"Heh, then you wouldn't like hanging around us very often," Mickey smirked.

"Tee hee! You can say that again," Minnie agreed with a smirk, then both chuckled.

"So, where's the mail office?"

"Follow me." Holding his hand, Minnie began to lead Mickey down the hall to the mail office. Again, many of the girls were giving jealous glares at Minnie upon seeing her holding his hand. Minnie knew what was some of these girls had on their minds, and it made her want to slug them. She was the one who that about that. She tightened her grip on her boyfriend's hand, intending not to let go of him. It was like bringing a piece of meat to a den of hungry lions.

"Are all the students like this?" Mickey whispered, shaking her from her thoughts.

"You mean snobby jerks?" Minnie asked plainly.

"Yeah."

"Yeah, pretty much. It was like that when I was here, and it looks like things haven't changed." Mickey noticed the looks they were giving them and felt uneasy.

"We've been getting dirty looks ever since we got here." Minnie pulled Mickey down another hallway and stopped around the corner as she faced him.

"Actually, I've been the one getting the dirty looks," she said with a grin. Mickey tilted his head.

"Why would they give you dirty looks?" Minnie took his hands into hers and smiled proudly.

"Because I have a such a hottie like you with me." Mickey blushed at her statement. "You're extremely attractive, Mickey. And you're such a sweet, romantic and wonderful guy." She then wrapped her arms around his neck. "That's why I'm so easily attracted to you. Why do you think I love you so much?" She then leaned up and gave him quick peck on his lips. Mickey blushed even worse.

"Aw, gosh, Minnie..."

"It just so happens that other girls find you attractive, too," she huffed with annoyance. Mickey smiled and placed his hands on her hips.

"I don't care about other girls. I only care about you, Minnie. You know you're the only girl for me." Minnie felt her heart twirl as her insides melted.

"Oh, Mickey," she cooed. Then she lenaed closer and hugged him tight. "You know you're the only guy for me. Always have been, always will be." Mickey hugged her back. After a little bit, Mickey chuckled.

"You know we're breaking their PDA rule here." Minnie giggled and pulled back.

"I couldn't care less about that stupid rule." Both shared a chuckle, then she took his hand into hers. "C'mon. Let's go get our letters back."

"Right beside you." It didn't take the mice long to find the mail office. Making their way down the hall, they found their designated location. Entering, they saw a middle-aged woman sitting behind the desk.

"Excuse me?" Minnie started, getting the woman's attention.

"Yes, what do you want?" she asked in annoyance. Minnie recognized the woman. She was working in the mail room back when she was going to that school.

"Uh, we were wondering if you could help us?"

"That depends on what you need help with, young lady. This is a mail room, not an info booth." Minnie, being a kind-hearted soul, tried to be as polite as she could.

"Well, we believe that some of our letters may still be here in this office," Minnie explained kindly. "I used to be a student at this school, and we believe that some of our old letters got left here."

"Who is this?" the woman asked, pointing at Mickey. Minnie glanced to Mickey for a second, then back to the woman.

"Huh?"

"Who is this young man?" the woman asked more sternly.

"This is my boyfriend."

"You know that we have a 'No Boys On School Property' rule, don't you?"

"But I don't go to this school!" Minnie replied. The woman studied the mice for a second before she spoke.

"Still, we do have a rule to keep." Mickey spoke up.

"Ma'am, we're just here to see if our old letters are here."

"And what makes you think that we have them?" the woman asked dryly.

"Because I don't know of anything else that might have happened to them," Minnie retorted. The woman grumbled, then stood and walked over to a filing cabinet.

"What is your name, Miss?"

"Minnie. Minnie Mouse," the female mouse answered. "And this is my boyfriend, Mickey," she gestured to Mickey. The woman stopped and turned back to the mice.

"What did you say your name was?"

"Minnie," Minnie repeated, slightly annoyed. The woman stepped closer, then her eyes narrowed.

"You're that girl that ran away from here!" the woman said, pointing her finger at the mouse. "You've got a lot of nerve showing your face around here again!" Mickey stepped in front of Minnie as he felt his anger rising.

"Hey! Leave her alone!" Minnie felt her heart leap at Mickey's protectiveness. "She didn't do anything to you!"

"She ran away from this school! Then she returns, accusing this school of having some old notes and she brings a vermin like you into this school!" Minnie stepped up alongside Mickey as her own anger began to rise.

"Don't you dare call him that, you hag!" The woman was taken aback.

"Well! Watch your mouth, young lady! You're lucky you no longer attend this school."

"If I did, I'd do the same thing that I did before," Minnie smirked. The woman glared icily.

"Oh, just you wait, little Missy. You just wait." The woman walked around the desk and through the door, slamming it behind her.

"Where do ya think she's going?" Mickey questioned.

"Probably to get the headmistress," Minnie responded. She let go of his hand and walked around the desk. "C'mon. Help me look."

"Wait, you want us to sneak and look through the mail while that woman is gone?" Mickey rationalized, a little stunned.

"You got it," Minnie replied with a mischievous grin.

"Okay," he said with a grin. Then he began to help her look through some of the old boxes on one of the shelves. They found a box marked with an "M" as the last name and stared sorting through it.

"We don't have much time. The headmaster will be here any minute," Minnie said.

"Found them!" Mickey said, pulling out several letters with their names on them.

"Great job, Mickey!" Minnie cheered proudly and happily, then kissed him on his cheek. She started to look through the box. "Is that every one?"

"Yep. Every letter we sent to one another that we didn't get is here." Minnie examined the letters and found all the letters that she had sent that never got mailed out to Mickey. Mickey also found all the letters that he sent that was kept from Minnie. The young, girl mouse couldn't help but squeal with glee as she took Mickey's hand and squeezed it gently.

"We've got 'em! We've got all our letters back!"

"Now we just have to get out of here." Both mice placed the boxes back on the shelf and started toward the door, but stopped when they heard the sound of someone coming toward the door.

"Uh-oh," both mice said, then they quickly hid their hands that held the letters behind their backs. Then in walked the horror herself, Miss Upstuck, ruler in hand. She sneered when she saw the girl mouse.

"Well, well, well... Who do we have here? The only girl ever to run away from this school." Minnie gripped Mickey's hand a little tighter.

"Hello, Miss Upstuck," Minnie said as politely as she could.

"Still the one with manners, I see," Upstuck commented. Though coming from her it didn't mean anything. "I see you remember me."

"How could I forget you?" Minnie replied sarcastically.

"Did you come here to finish your last year of school?"

"No," Minnie remarked rather proudly. "My boyfriend and I came here to get back our letters." Miss Upstuck looked at Mickey with an unsettling glare.

"Look what the rat drug in." Mickey felt his blood boil, for he knew that "rat" remark was thrown at Minnie. "You know we have a rule against boys on campus."

"Yes, I'm aware of that," Minnie said through gritted teeth. "All we came for is our letters and then we're outta here."

"Letters?" Minnie knew that Miss Upstuck was acting as if she didn't have them. But did the mice have a surprise for her.

"Yes. The letters that we sent to each other that we never got. The letters that you kept from us." Though Minnie is only around three-feet tall, and Miss Upstuck was over five, the mouse could still stand her ground. Another trait she and Mickey shared.

"My dear, I don't know what you're talking about," Miss Upstuck said.

"Yes you do! You kept letters that belonged to us!" Minnie retorted.

"As if I would keep anything from my students. What makes you think you can acuse me of such a thing?" Minnie and Mickey held out the letters.

"These," Minnie said with a victorious grin.

"Where did you get those?!" Miss Upstuck said, her voice reaching a higher pitch.

"Oh, we dug them out of your archives," Mickey smirked. "We figured that you were the one who kept our letters."

"I worried every single day about Mickey!" Minnie fumed at the headmaster. "I was afraid that he stopped writing. But he didn't stop - you kept our letters from us!"

"And I worried every day that Minnie had stopped writing!" Mickey added angrily. "But it was you who kept our letters!"

"Why did you do it?" Minnie asked. Miss Upstuck scoffed.

"Men are nothing but trouble. They only think of themselves." The woman looked at Mickey as she said that. Minnie caught it and it really irked her.

"Not all men are like that. Some are really sweet and caring."

"I suppose you're going to tell me that this," she pointed at Mickey, "is different?"

"Yes he is! Mickey is the sweetest and most caring and wonderful person I know," Minnie defended.

"Seems the same to me. Men only want one thing and they're nothing but egotistical, self-centered boneheads." That did it.

"Mickey is not like that! He's the most wonderful guy in the world, and no other girl but me is going to give him that one thing!" Mickey felt his cheeks get hot at that last statement, and Minnie felt her own cheeks get hot. Though she was frustrated at Miss Upstuck, her statement made her blush for, in truth, Minnie meant it.

"It was because of this boy that you left this school. Do you realize what he cost you? Was it really worth it?" Miss Upstuck asked. The female mouse knew the answer to that.

"Leaving this school for him was my choice and I have no regrets whatsoever. I'm better because I'm out of this school and back with him. Leaving this school for Mickey was worth it. And I'd do it all again in a heartbeat if I had to," Minnie stated. "This is nothing but a school for stuck-up jerks. I'm glad I got out of here."

"You have no right to say such things about this school!" Miss Upstuck barked.

"And you had no right to keep our letters, or to treat the students the way you did!" Mickey retorted. Then he tightened his grip on Minnie's hand. "Come on, Min. Let's get outta here."

"Humph!" Minnie turned her nose up at Miss Upstuck as both mice turned and started toward the door, their precious letters in their hands.

"You know I could have both of you arrested for stealing mail?" Miss Upstuck said with a grin.

"I don't think so," Mickey replied, turning back to her as he pulled out his wallet and opened it, revealing a gold badge. "These are our letters, so we're just retrieving what was ours. How would it look in court for you to accuse us of stealing something that's rightfully ours?" A proud smile came to Minnie's face as she watched her favorite detective in action. Miss Upstuck started to say something but stopped, for she knew, unfortunately, the male mouse was right.

"Get your tails out of here this instant!" Upstuck shouted. As the mice exited out into the hall, Minnie stopped, prompting Mickey to do the same.

"Oh, yeah. Miss Upstuck?" Minnie started. Upstuck looked at the mice. Minnie smiled deviously and mischievously. "About your stupid rules..." Minnie turned to Mickey, took his face into her hands and kissed him square on his lips, right in the hallway for all to see. Some students stood with their mouths agape, one girl walked right into another girl's open locker door, and another walked right into a trash can. Mickey was stunned at the sudden action, but as her kiss grabbed his senses, he happily accepted it. After a few seconds, Minnie broke the kiss and pulled back. She was dazed from the kiss for a second before she gathered her senses and turned back to a very angry Miss Upstuck, a satisfied smile on her lips. She stuck her tongue out at the headmistress, then she grabbed her boyfriend's hand and the mice walked back down the hall to the exit, both grinning widely, and passing by a lot of angry, jealous girls.

As the mice made their way down the hallway, one of the popular girls decided to make her move. She walked past the mice and grabbed Mickey's arm, spinning him around to her. Minnie whipped her head around to see the other girl and she felt her blood boil.

"Hey there. I haven't seen you around here," the girl said with a seductive smile.

"Hey, I already have a girlfriend!" Mickey stated firmly, making Minnie's heart flutter and the girl shocked. Other guys wouldn't turn her down. Not her. Not Miss Men-Worship-The-Ground-I-Walk-On. She looked at the girl mouse with a glare like acid.

"Her?"

"Yes, her!" Mickey remarked.

"Are you sure?" She placed her hand on Mickey's shoulder. Bad move. Minnie smacked the girl's hand off Mickey's shoulder.

"Don't touch my boyfriend, you floosey!" Minnie snapped, glaring daggers at the girl.

"I'll touch who I want!"

"He's not your property!"

"Well he isn't yours either!" Mickey stepped between the girls.

"I'm her boyfriend," he told the girl solemnly, gesturing to Minnie and making her heart flutter, "not yours."

"You know most guys don't turn me down," the girl said with a glare.

"I feel sorry for them," he smirked, making the girl fume and Minnie laugh mentally. "I'm not them, and I'm glad I'm not. She's my girlfriend, and I'm her boyfriend," Mickey said with a proud smile.

"That's right," Minnie said proudly, grabbing Mickey's hand. "I'm his girl, and he's my guy. Humph!" Minnie and Mickey turned and started walking away, leaving the girl standing there with her mouth agape. The mice made it outside just in time to avoid hearing the verbal abuse they were receiving from the girl.

Both mice burst into a fit of laughter when they got out of the school and ran down the walk to the gate.

"You really showed Miss Upstuck! She looked like she would explode!" Mickey laughed.

"I know! I think we really made her flip her wig!" Minnie laughed.

"And you showed that other girl a thing or two." Minnie smiled sheepishly and shyly.

"Well, I didn't like how she practically threw herself at you." Mickey smiled and kissed Minnie on her cheek, making her giggle and her spine quiver.

"We won't ever see her again. I'm all yours and no one else's."

"And I'm all yours. Nobody else's. Now and forever," she smiled, giving his hand a loving squeeze.

"I don't think you could even get through the gate after this," he snickered.

"I'd rather have my tail tied into a knot than spend one day in this place again," she said.

"If nothing else, you sure left a lasting impression."

"We both did." Both mice began to laugh as they got to the car. "I'm so glad we got our letters back," she said with a smile.

"Me, too. After all this time, we finally got them."

"And it was a real hoot getting them," she added with a giggle.

"You can say that again," he chuckled. Mickey opened the passenger door for Minnie. "Now, you ready to go see your parents and then do some investigating?"

"You betcha, detective," she replied, then gave him a kiss on his cheek as she got in. He walked around to the driver side and got in. The mice buckled their seat belts, then he fired up the engine and they headed to Minnie's parent's house.

As Minnie said, her mother, Margie, and her father, Marcus, were both very surprised to see Mickey again. And Minnie's father didn't break out his shotgun. Mickey, Minnie, and her parent's talked and caught up for quite a while, and both young mice enjoyed themselves. Minnie's parent's didn't hold it against Mickey or her for running away, and both understood. Both parent's were overjoyed that their daughter had someone that she loved like she did, and that loved her back. As Marcus and Margie looked on at their little girl, they understood that Minnie had really found true love in Mickey, and that these two would never be apart.

After Mickey and Minnie left her parent's house, they drove the two and a half hours back home to their hometown to pick up their investigation with the robberies. But neither minded the trip back home. They talked and laughed and enjoyed the drive and they were back home before they knew it. But the question was: would they find anything to help them...?

A.N.: PDA stands for Public Display of Affection. I got that from Kim Possible. And Margie and Marcus really are the names of Minnie's parents. I didn't just make that up.

Squad unit 19.