Mickey decides to venture into the unknown, well, unknown to him. That is.
Current Location: Hedge Gardens, Disney Castle
Timeframe: After KHII; Before Re:coded
Word Count: 218 words.
A Dog's Preference
Mickey stumbled across it purely out of luck, he was just looking for Pluto in order to play fetch. Instead, his search turned up in something less interesting.
It was just one of Pluto's many bones, the ones he stole from the table scraps in the bin after every supper. Mickey didn't have a single clue why canines were so interested into them, they had little to no taste, were hard and essentially unconsumable, and to him. It was considered litter.
It was here that the King's interest piqued. Right in front of him was a bone, the exact item he was questioning the appeal of. No one was around, so no one would ridicule him if they happened to notice him just then.
With these precautions in check, Mickey decided to risk all potential humiliation. He grabbed the bone.
He nibbled on it slowly, he was slightly bothered because he wasn't yet feeling the "flavor" that all other dogs seemed to taste. He thought if it was just a mindless dog thing, but at that moment.
His taste buds encountered the bone marrow. Causing his pupils to dilate almost twice their normal size.
Mickey quietly pocketed the bone, it would have to be eaten later during dinner time. Lest the King desired to kill his appetite.