The mid afternoon was soon lost into the night as rehearsal carried out. Before long, ten o'clock rolled on in, time to call it a night. Nine of the twelve had left the night club and about twenty minutes later, the remaining three exited, locking up the building.

Angela had taken off her sunglasses to let her green eyes adjust to the night sky. She blinked a few times then smiling, turned back to face the two toon mice. "Tonight was fun. I love how the whole skit is coming out. I'm so looking forward to the costumes to be added in."

Minnie was sure of it; her new toon human friend must wear contacts. It would be the only reason her eyes were blue during the day and green during the night. "Yes, me either," said Minnie, returning the smile to her.

"Here you are, Min." Mickey handed over the keys to her after locking the main door. Mickey smiled when Minnie thanked him. "Minnie, you really should try to direct or write at the studio. Let them see your talent behind that pretty face."

"Ooh, Mickey," Minnie held her cheeks, hiding a blush as she smiled more.

"I mean it. You should go down there with your writings and your play-outs. I'm sure they'll like it. Walt would have been proud of ya like I am."

Minnie looked to him, asking, "Do you really think so?"

Mickey smiled to his girl, wrapping his arm around her shoulders, "I know so."

Sighing happily, Minnie laid her head on her boyfriend's shoulder as they walked out into the parking lot.

Angela, who had walked beside them, slowed down and watched the two mice ahead of her. She frowned as she leisurely continued to walk. On her mind was the thought of her creator who, like theirs, had passed on. She missed him so and seeing Mickey and Minnie cuddled close like that made her miss her Aiden; his warmth, his gentle hold when she needed it, and of course, his humor. Oh, she longed for her Aiden to come back and be here but it was not to be.

The toon human found herself stopping. She gazed onto Mickey and Minnie sadly, feeling the sting of tears in her eyes. She quickly covered them by placing her sunglasses back on. It was her nature not to show herself sad and hurt much but when it came to that subject, Angela couldn't help it. The fact that Aiden wasn't here hurt her so badly. She leaned up against a wall, watching a random car pass by to distract her mind and emotion. It worked for a moment until another thought crept into her mind.

Gritting her teeth, Angela frowned at her new mission. It wasn't fair, it wasn't right! She glanced toward the corner the mouse duo had walked around. "No, I can't—" Angela started in a mutter but ended it quickly with a painful face. She raised her hand to her head, hissing through her teeth quietly as a headache settled in. She could see the reflection of her harsh glowing red eyes off the surface of her glasses.

Before Minnie's car Mickey paused, looking over his shoulder. "Uh Min, we're missing someone."

Minnie too, glanced behind her then to Mickey. With her boyfriend following, Minnie went back and around the corner. She found Angela with her back against the wall, looking up to the moonlit sky. "Angela is everything alright?" asked the female mouse with a small look of worry.

"Hmm?" Angela gazed through her sunglasses to the mouse couple and smiled, masking her distress very well. "Yeah, I'm fine. I thought I would give you two a few minutes together."

Minnie Mouse smiled, giggling a little until she heard Mickey yawn from behind her. "Time for home and a good night's sleep, tomorrow is going to be busy."

Mostly, everyone kept quiet while Minnie drove. Mickey started to nod off during the ride right before they stopped at his house. Angela moved to the front seat but entirely, she kept her eyes on the stars, seeming distant. Minnie parked the car in her driveway and bid Angela a tired "Good night" before entering her house. Angela returned it but hers was hesitant and she slowly made her way to her house.

Ebony met her owner, rubbing against her leg when Angela entered the house. The human toon took off her sunglasses, setting them aside and picked up her little cat, petting her gently but sadly. Angela gazed down to the toon black cat, letting tears fill her eyes and slide down her cheek. "I have no choice Ebony… I must or he'll kill me and I would be of no use. At least this way, it will be merciful and I will be able to help them…"

The silver eyes of the kitten were on her owner's face all this time. Ebony mewed sadly and cuddled against Angela, letting her to continue to stroke her soft kitty fur in comfort. Ebony began to purr in order to help soothe her friend.

Covering his mouth from a yawn, Mickey shut off the kitchen light and entered the living room, heading for the hallway. At the living room's light switch, the Mouse noticed something. "Come on Pluto, bed time."

Pluto lied beside Mickey's armchair, sleeping. He's been like that since Mickey had come home. Not moving even to his owner's call…he continued to just sleep. It was odd but the Mouse figured that his best friend needed the sleep.

Mickey chuckled a little. "Aww, alright. G'night pal." He turned off the lights and went into his room, doing the same. Mickey crawled into bed, getting comfortable under the blankets, laying his head on the pillow. Settled, he sighed and closed his eyes for a well earned rest.

An eerie green mist seeped underneath the front door of Mickey's house. It grew building and shaping into the form of Angela. She peered into the area with her green eyes. Seeing clearly in the dark, Angela easily made her way, though she kept sluggish. Coming across Pluto, she stopped, frowning deeply. The yellow toon dog didn't look up to her and carried forward appearing to be sleeping. I am so sorry Pluto… Angela bowed her head for a moment and moved on.

Inside and the door closed without a notice, Angela stared blankly at the sleeping form of Mickey, wrapped up underneath the blankets, lying on his side with the left of his neck exposed. Her face turned frightful before she gave a shake of her head. She gradually went forward, standing on one side of the Mouse's bed, scanning his face. Mickey was calm, content as he deeply slept, unknown of the danger he was in. This sight and the thought of what she was about to do made the toon human frown.

"Mickey, I am so so sorry," she whispered. "Please forgive me. At the moment, I have no choice…" Angela pulled her head back, opening her mouth to let her teeth grow long and sharp especially her upper canines. She sadly looked away then returned, eyes glowing harsh red, and she leaned over Mickey. The sharp sound of flesh being pierced came followed by a small muffled moan…

TBC…