Neil Beck

7-31-02

SAVE THE DAY

Chapter 2

(Bar room blitz)

(I did not mention this in the first chapter of this Fan fic. but Mighty Mouse and all Terrytoon cartoons are owned by Viacom Entertainment and are being used without permission. This is just a fan offering and I am not making any profit on this story; however I would love to see a movie made for him in the near future.)

Mike and Frank sat on their barstools and talked about all sorts of things such as sports, movies and stocks. Frank was drinking a beer while Mike drank some cola, as he was not a drinker. Frank on the other hand was on his third beer and getting a bit tipsy. Mike could tell that Frank was worried about his mother's health.

"Frank", said Mike over the music and chatter of the other mice in the bar, "I think that we should head out, we've been here for over two hours and you've got a plane to catch." "One more beer and we'll go, now where was I…… Oh yes, the price of fine cheese these days", replied Frank in a slurred tone. "No", Mike responded, "I think we should leave now." "Okay, fine cheese can wait", Frank responded.

But, just before the two could move a big, chubby mouse grabbed them by their shoulders. "Hey", shouted the mouse, "You boys are in the seats of my company!" "Who's that?", asked a puzzled Frank. Just then another mouse came over. This one was thin with long fur and wore a black shirt that read "I live to drink and rock and drink some more" on it. Both of these mice smelled of beer and pretzels. "He means us" responded the thinner mouse, "Now Eddie and I've got to moose……more…..no what's the word…..moooooo…..MOVE…that's it…move you." Frank and Mike looked at each other, shook their heads and frowned.

"Okay", stated Mike, "You want to move us….move us, but you've got to move me first." "Mike, what are you saying?." Asked a puzzled Frank, "I don't think that you had any alcohol……soda can get you drunk?" "No, I'm not drunk…..I'm feeling pretty good", responded Mike. "Okay Eddie, move this pink……no….puck…..no…PUNK! Just move him", said the thinner mouse.

Eddie grabbed Mike and started to pull with all of his strength, but could not budge Mike out of the barstool. Mike just sat there with a smile as he finished his soda. "Are you done yet?", asked Mike with a grin. Eddie huffed and puffed and replied with a "Yeah, I'm done. Do you have like cement on your butt or something?" "Nah", responded Mike, "But now I have to move you away from my friend and myself."

With that, Mike grabbed Eddie by the neck and lifted him off the ground. Frank sat on his stool with his eyes wide open. "It's got to be the booze.", said Frank shaking his head. Mike lowered Eddie just enough so that he was eye to eye with him. "Now you move", said Mike with an evil grin. Mike flung Eddie from his grasp. The big mouse landed with a thud on some pool tables across the bar, effectively knocking some balls into the pockets of the table. Mike than turned his attention to the thinner mouse. "No way man, I get the item……no…….iroc…..no…IDEA!", said the thinner mouse. He than bolted for the door and made his way out.

The bar turned quite as a…….well what they all are, as Mike and Frank headed out. "Don't let the fun end just for me" remarked Mike as they headed out the door, "I'm sure that you've all had to see a pig fly sooner or later." With that he headed out the door with Frank into the Mouseville evening.

"Man", said the bartender as the music started back up, "I haven't seen strength like that since Mighty Mouse. Say, you don't think……..nah, hey chuck…clean up that pool table."

Mike and Frank approached Frank's apartment. "Now that was something Mike", said Frank fishing out his keys, "How did you do that anyway?" "Just had some luck with me tonight I guess Frank", responded Mike. Frank found his keys and headed for the steps. "Say Mike, can you wait here while I get my bag?", asked Frank. "Sure, I'll even hail down a cab for you", responded Mike.

As Frank headed up for his bag, Mike spotted and hailed down a cab. In about two minutes Frank was back down. "Hey thanks Mike, you want to come to the airport with me and see me off?", asked Frank as he got in the cab. "Nah, I gotta get back home so I can catch some shuteye. I've gotta get up early for my first day on the job remember?", responded Mike. "Just make sure that you make your flight so you can take care of your mom; I hope that she gets well", responded Mike. "Okay Mike". Frank said as he shut the door. Frank rolled down the door's window, "Thanks Mike, this means a lot to me", said Frank as he shook Mike's hand. "No Frank, thank you", responded Mike. "What do you mean?", asked a puzzled Frank." "Um…for the job and your welcome", responded Mike. "Oh, well your welcome also I guess.", responded a still puzzled Frank.

Mike watched as the cab pulled away and headed down the street. "Well", thought Mike to himself, "Looks like you'll get to see Pearl again. This time, I won't leave her side again, even if it means she has to know my deepest secret. A secret that I have regretted keeping from her all of these years. It's time that Mighty Mouse makes his comeback, he just has to pick the right time.

Coming soon, Chapter 3, "Reunion" J