Minnie walks quickly through town trying to keep all of her papers from falling out of her arms. It was going to be a while before they opened House if Mouse again, but they were determined to keep it going this time. Minnie's pink heels click against the pavement, she has a bag swung over her shoulder, and a coffee cup in her right hand, Her outfit was rather classy—pink heels, black leggings and a dark pink ruffle skirt, a white tank top and a bedazzled denim jacket. Her bow was pink with small crystals on it, courtesy of Daisy a week back.
Minnie glances at her watch and makes a worried face, "I'm not going to make it to the bank in time! Oh, I wish Mickey would tell me where he was!"
As if he was listening, Mickey comes stumbling out of Spectro Cafe, the neighborhood coffee and pastry shop. Mickey balances himself, coffee sloshing to the floor. Minnie stops dead in her tracks, taken aback by his appearance. He has on what looks like skinny jeans, red tennis shoes, a navy shirt and black leather jacket with a plaid scarf draped over his shoulder. His sunglasses rest on the tip of his nose.
"Mickey Mouse?" Minnie says. Mickey finally looks up and straightens his back with a shy smile on his face.
"Hiya Minnie, oh I mean," Mickey stutters clearing his throat and leaning on the chair next to him, "Hey there."
Minnie glances around curiously wondering if there was someone pranking her.
"Um, are you okay?" Minnie, "You don't seem quite yourself."
"Well, we are going to the bank, and I need to appeal the younger crew so, uh, well this is how I do it!" Mickey puts his free hand in his pocket and flashes Minnie the most smooth face he could muster, "How do I look, princess?"
Minnie giggles, putting her papers back in their folder and setting it down on the nearest table. "Oh Mickey Mouse! You look fine, but, um, I don't think skinny jeans are your thing."
Mickey frowns and looks down, "Gosh I don't see how people wear these! I can barely walk! Ya try to sit down and I can't bend my legs! I look like a stiff rag doll!"
"How about we leave this kind of behavior to Mortimer, huh?" Minnie smiles, taking Mickey's coffee and handing him the folder, "Here. This will make you look more professional!"
Minnie and Mickey start the walk to Jelly Bean Bank. Toon Town had grown immensely over the years and has gotten more and more famous for the stars that lived there. They had all become a big family. The Toons took care of each other. They challenged each other. Some were enemies, some were able to look past their complex storylines. Toontown was only a small portion of Castleton.
"Do you really think we are going to get the loan?" Mickey asks as they journey. "What if they don't like my outfit? What if they don't think I'm funny enough? What if they don't think we can staff the club? What if—"
"Mickey!" Minnie glares at him, "I told you I've got it all figured out! It'll be fine as long as we have those papers."
"You're right," Mickey sighs, "We'll be fine!"
Mickey suddenly steps on his shoelace and he is unable to regain his footing. He falls to the floor and the paper go flying. Minnie watches in horror as they scatter.
"Mickey the papers! We need those!" Minnie gasps dropping the coffees.
"Come on! Let's grab as many as we can!" Mickey says bolting to his feet. Minnie takes off, swiping at a paper floating in front of her. She grabs it and picks up the few that had still been on the ground. Mickey runs to a nearby parked car where a paper had been stuck in between a windshield. He grabs it just as the parking meter dings. Within seconds a police officer whizzes by and puts a pink parking ticket on the windshield.
"I guess time was a nickel off!" Mickey shrugs and laughs to himself. He hears Minnie call him from afar. He charges after towards her.
"I think I got all the papers that went south. What about you?" Mickey informs her.
"Well I almost got all of them," Minnie grimaces.
"Uh oh, that's not a good face! What's missing? The plan? The blueprints? The staff list?" Mickey asks.
Minnie bites her finger and points to the balcony of Stinky Pete's apartment.
"The budget plan." Minnie responds.
"Oh no! Without that we can't get the loan! Could you do the budget freelance? Stinky Pete is not going to want me up there. There was a reason they cast him for the second Toy Story, ya know!" Mickey pleads.
"I'm not that good! I had Max help me with most of the math and he is tutoring some high schoolers. He won't make it here in time for the presentation to help me! It would also take too long." Minnie reasons.
"We can't put this off another week!" Mickey says before getting a determined look on his face, "Alright I've got this."
"Mickey, he won't give it to you!" Minnie tugs on his jacket.
"Who said anything about askin'? I'm gonna climb the fire escape and climb over!" Mickey says triumphantly.
"Hurry up," Minnie pushes him onward, trying not to stress.
Minnie watches with horror as Mickey starts to make the climb. It was smart, but the only problem is that Mickey will somehow have to get from the fire escape which is on the side of the building to the front. Minnie bites her glove, pacing back and forth. Of all the papers to lose, she had to lose the budget plan!
"Is there anything I can help you with ma'am?" A police officer says walking to Minnie. Minnie's eyes widen and she grabs his arm and points across the street. Above her Mickey is attempting to grab a flag pole to swing onto Pete's balcony.
"I don't see anything," the officer squints.
"Officer! It was terrible! A car came speeding through here and made me drop my coffee! See? The spill is right there!" Minnie points to the spilled coffee cups she had dropped earlier.
"You need two cups of coffee to get through the day? That really is a tragedy." The Officer shakes his head, "how about we go get you some more?"
Minnie agrees and starts to walk away. Mickey, however, had finally snagged the budget plan and gave a shout, "AHA!"
The officer whips around, "What was that?"
Minnie's heart rate picks up, but to her surprise Mickey was no where in sight. She looks around, wondering where he could have gone. Finally she spots two ears sticking out from the potted plant on Pete's balcony.
"It must be those rascally street rats! I think I'm just going to get to the bank before something else happens." Minnie diverts his attention.
"Do you need any help ma'am?" The officer asks, "I have no problem being an escort."
"That's okay!" Minnie responds quickly, "My boyfriend should be here any second to walk with me!"
"Okay, well you have a good day miss," The Officer tips his hat and starts on his way. Minnie breathes a sigh of relief and looks over to where Mickey has emerged from his hiding place. He has the paper in his hand. He folds it and put it in his pocket. He jumps from the balcony to swing on the pole, but he loses his footing. Minnie gasps in horror! Mickey, quickly grabs onto the edge of the balcony. He smiles down at Minnie but once again loses his grip and starts to fall. He lands on a red awning that covered the entrance to Stinky Pete's building and slips to the ground. Minnie rushes towards him.
"Mickey! Are you okay?" Minnie panics, helping Mickey to his feet.
"The awning broke my fall, but uh," Mickey laughs nervously and turns. Minnie stifles back a laugh at the tear on the back of Mickey's pants.
"Hey that's, not funny!" Mickey huffs, but Minnie can't help it. Soon the two of them are in a fit of giggles.
"How about you just take off your jacket and tie it around your waist? That's hip and it will cover up your, uh, mishap!" Minnie suggests. Mickey follows her instructions and ties his jacket around his waist.
"Well how do I look!" Mickey exclaims.
"You look like your sixteen again," Minnie laughs glancing down at her watch, "Oh Mickey we need to hurry!"
"Hold on to those papers," Mickey grabs her hand and they take off to the bank.