There's a lot of jealousy going on in this relationship.
Make Him Jealous
Minnie sat at a bench at the park one afternoon. Her face was in her hands and tears streamed from her eyes. She hated fighting with Mickey. It wasn't that they fought a lot, but when they did it hurt. She wiped her eyes. It wasn't her fault this time. She shouldn't be the one crying. If Mickey Mouse really loved her he'd apologize.
"Why so glum Min?"
She looked up and saw Mortimer Mouse in front of her. She rolled her eyes. Ever since he'd done cartoons with them he'd had his eyes on her. "Leave me alone Mortimer. I'm not in the mood."
He sat on the bench. "Minnie we're friends, right?"
"No." They could have been friends. Minnie had every intention of being his friend. Then he fell in love with her and tried to steal her away from Mickey. When Mickey defended her, Mortimer was mean to him. Now those two had a rivalry and Minnie didn't like him either way.
"Well you can tell me what's wrong? Was it the rat?"
"Don't call him that."
"Well was it? I bet he hurt you, didn't he?"
Minnie sighed. "It was just a little fight. It'll blow over soon."
"And how many other 'little fights' have there been? I'm telling you Minnie, he's not good enough for you. You're too hot for a guy like Mickey Mouse."
She glared at him. "Mortimer…" Then she realized that she could use him to her advantage. She played innocent and leaned closer to him. "You think so?"
"Oh yeah, of course," he said glad that he was finally getting the response he wanted out of her. "I mean look at you Minnie. You've got that cute little body. It's more than he deserves."
She leaned closer to him and batted her eyelashes. "And who do you think deserves me?"
"Me of course."
The thought of being with Mortimer disgusted her. "Well, what are you doing tonight?"
"Taking you out hot stuff."
She knew Mickey would be coming over to make up with her around 12. He always did. He woke up late and had something with cheese for breakfast then he'd come over and kiss her and take her out to lunch. But this time things would be different. She was with Mortimer, and he'd learn how good he had it.
The doorbell rang just when she suspected. "Hi Mickey," she said when she opened the door.
"Hey baby," Mickey said. He held her hands. "Look, I know I said some pretty bad things to you yesterday and I'm sorry…"
"Minnie, who's that?" Mortimer called.
"No one honey," she called back.
Mickey raised his eyebrows. "Who's here?"
She waved it off. "Just someone."
Mortimer came over to them. "Get out of here Mouse."
Mickey glared at him. "She's my girl. What the hell are you doing here?"
"She's my girl now Mick. You had your chance and you let her go. She's mine now."
Mickey looked at Minnie. "Is this true Minnie?"
Minnie nodded. "Mortimer and I are madly in love." That was the worst lie she'd ever told in her life.
"But you always said you hated him! You'd said you'd rather be caught dead than be with him! Why did that change all of a sudden?!"
"Look, our time is past okay? It's over."
"Now get out of here runt." Mortimer kicked Mickey out to the front lawn.
Minnie jumped startled by the violence but before she could run over and make sure he was okay, Mortimer slammed the door. "Now, where were we?"
One thing was for sure, she did not love Mortimer. "Listen honey, I'm feeling a little tired right now. How about we go out later tonight?"
"I'll see you tonight hot stuff."
Mickey was at a restaurant sitting across from Donald. He'd come here hoping to see Minnie so he could try and win her back. Sure enough he found her across the room with Mortimer. "Look at them Donald."
"This is good," Donald said tasting his food.
"That jerk. What does she see in him?"
"Try it Mickey, it's delicious."
"Donald you're not even listening to me."
"Sorry. What were you saying?"
"He doesn't care about her at all. He only cares about what he can get out of her."
"So you think he's slept with her?" Donald said with his mouth full.
"No I don't think he's…" Then the realization hit him. He was with her this morning. Who knows? Maybe he did. The thought horrified him. "Minnie and…him?!" His head dropped to the table.
Donald poked his ear. "Are you okay?"
Across the room Minnie knew Mickey was watching her and it pleased her that he was jealous. That's what she wanted. She'd have to give up Mortimer soon though. He was becoming incredibly annoying.
"Let's dance Mortimer," she said. They got up and went to the dance floor and started dancing.
There was literally fire in Mickey's eyes. He wasn't sure how much more of this he could take.
His last nerve broke when he saw them kiss. He stomped over and punched Mortimer in the face making him stumble onto the floor and other people stared. "What the hell?!" Mortimer exclaimed.
"Don't you dare lay your lips on my girl again!" Mickey exclaimed.
"She left you," Mortimer said getting up.
"I don't care! She doesn't deserve a bastard like you."
"I'll fight you for her!"
"Bring it on!" Mickey exclaimed.
Mortimer tried to swing at him but then Minnie stepped between them. She didn't think they would start fighting. All she wanted was for Mickey to be jealous. She didn't want him to get hurt. "Mortimer, no! Stop!"
"Get out of the way Minnie."
"No! I won't let you hurt him!"
"He left you. He didn't want you anymore Minnie. Don't you want a better man than him?"
"There's no better man than Mickey. Especially not you Mortimer."
Mickey turned her to face him. "You mean you still love me Min?"
"Of course I do Mickey. I was just mad and I wanted you to feel jealous."
"Well it worked."
She giggled. "Let's not fight like this anymore sweetie."
He kissed her lips. "Never."
People don't realize it, but Mickey and Minnie have a dysfunctional relationship just like everyone else.
I despise Mortimer about as much as Minnie does.