30/11/2019

It's Party Day! Eeeeeeeeekkkkkkkkkkkk! And of course, before I greet a lots of people I haven't seen for about 12 years there is one very important thing I need to do.

Get my hair done.

Or more specifically – get my hair done at Pink and Purple [You can dream it – we can style it!]. And the fact that I may 'run into' Daisy and finally get some answers about her and my dear brother?

Nothing to do with it.

"I'm off into town." I said, walking into the kitchen.

Huey was sitting at the table doing homework. "Okay. See you later, mom."

"Love you." I said, and kissed the top of his head.

So, I managed to drive into town and I managed to park. What I managed to NOT DO is put money in the parking metre, which I was rudely informed off when a bloke yelled after me: "Yo, lady! Ya need ta pay!"

Thankfully as I went into town with the intention to actually buy something I had my purse with me, and managed to put money in. Then I legged it to the Boutique cos it suddenly dawned on me I might miss my appointment.

So, just to set up the scene, I burst through the door with a red face, breathing heavily and generally looking awful.

Then I hear a familiar voice. "Della Duck!? O.M.G – Hi!" I turned round to see Minnie coming towards me with a big smile on her face, which froze the minute she saw me. "Oh…I see. I think Daisy's ready for you, if you want to follow me?"

Great. I look freakin' awful. Minnie on the other hand…look good. For one thing she's changed her style, in the old days she only really wore a skirt that was black with white dots on it that frequently got mistaken for some kind of allergic reaction, now she wears a red dress with white dots on it that actually covers her top half. And I think she's had an ear job. Or, two ear jobs rather, obviously.

"Do you want to take a seat?" Minnie said, cheerfully, patting the chair. "By the way, I'm SO looking forward to the party later. So's Mickey. He cut short his trip to join us. The camera crew was NOT happy, but –" She shrugged, prettily. "Who cares? You're back. Now…" She turned and literally hollered. "DAISY!"

"Coming!" A sing-song voice said from behind me and I turned to see Daisy heading towards me with a trolley full of beauty products, which I thought was a little insulting to be honest.

Daisy looked quite good as well, but she had bags under her eyes and seemed just a little TO peppy as she said, brightly. "So, Della, what are we doing today?"

…A little weird. Everyone who has seen me since I got back has ALWAYS asked me how I am, what the moon was like, what's it like being back that kind of stuff but Daisy didn't really seem to be playing ball.

So, seeing as I know precisely NOTHING about fashion I told her to just make me look like something people are NOT going to want to throw stones at. Or faint at.

So she started on my hair and she talked. About the weather, about the news, about the store, about Mickey and Minnie [I learned A LOT about the Mouse's] about Goofy and Max about nearly EVERYTHING and she talked for forty minutes straight.

FORTY MINUTES!

Although I did noticed she was staying away from one subject in particular, or one DUCK in particular, so I decided to address it myself.

"So…Daisy. I can't help noticing you haven't mentioned Donald…"

She paused mid-brush, then carried on, saying carefully. "I…havn't spoke to Donald for ages…"

"Well, I gathered that. Why?"

She scrunched her beak up. "Look, Della…I don't wanna talk about it. It was mutual, I will say that. It…just wasn't working out."

"But why?" I said, feeling annoyed.

Daisy's eyes narrowed and she said, steadily. "I'm not prepared to discuss that."

"But-!"

"Okey, you're done!" She said, taking a step back. "Minnie! Got to go Della, I've got another appointment. Coming Mrs Beagle!" She said before hurrying up, practically leaving a shower of dust behind her.

I blinked. "Mrs Beagle!?" I said, turning round in my seat. "She better not be planning to sabotage my party…" I muttered, sinking lower in my seat. Damn Daisy! What was with the SECRECY!?

"Sorry about that." Minnie said, cheerfully. "Daisy doesn't usually rush of like that…so, what for you think?"

So I actually took a proper look in the mirror and…I looked gorgeous. Like, drop-dead gorgeous.

I couldn't actually find the words to say it, but Minnie seamed to understand and patted my shoulder.

When I could speak again it was to ask if Minnie could try and persuade Daisy to come along tonight. She looked definitely unsure, but said she'd try.

Geez, it'd be SO GOOD if I could get them to make up again!