Oswald's Bad Day

by ElvenAC14

Mickey walked around Wasteland admiring the day, this was his fifth visit and things didn't change much.

"I wonder what my brother, Oswald, is doing..." Mickey said. Right on cue, he heard his brother call for his child. Mickey noticed that he looked tired and worried.

Oswald's breath hitched and he let out a huge sneeze. After sniffling, he kept running for his child. Mickey decided to see what's up.

"Oswald Junior! " Oswald panted and wheezed.

"Heya Oz!" Mickey said.

"It's…" Oswald stopped for a breath. "Oswald! I don't have time for jokes Mickey, it's Oswald Junior…he's missing!"

Mickey gasped, "Don't worry Oswald, I'll help you find him…or her."

Oswald gave Mickey a blank stare, "I'm sure it's a boy."

Poor Mickey blushed and stammered, "Oops, sorry. Uh, let's go find him!"

They searched everywhere for Oswald Junior. They searched in Ostown (secretly since Ortensia and Clarabelle were there, they didn't want to worry them), Ventureland, Bog Easy and Mean Street. But, they found no sign of the bunny child. They tried to ask the citizens, but they all said the same thing. "I don't know."

Horace Horsecollar helped Mickey and Oswald during the search; however, he didn't seem much help either. He kept thinking that he found the child's tracks, but they were Oswald's and he ends up following him through a magnifying glass.

"Gosh Oswald," Mickey said. "Junior is good at hiding."

"Then it must be a kidnapping!" declared Horace.

Oswald huffed, "Oh that helps me a lot, Horace. Thanks."

Horace thought he was serious, "Your welcome! Now to find the kidnapper…" He sees a smiling gremlin and tackles him. "Alright, kidnapper! Where is the child?"

The poor gremlin was shaken, "I…I don't know…"

Mickey laughed, then he turned to Oswald. He saw that his eyes looked worried and pale. He stopped laughing and patted Oswald on the back, "It's okay, we will find him."

"What if someone really did capture him?" Oswald asked.

"I will thin the villain down!" Mickey said, holding his paintbrush in the air. "Or paint him to make him friendly, which ever."

Oswald calmed down, "Thank Mickey, I…ah…ah…"

"You what?" Mickey was confused.

"AH-CHOO!" Oswald sneezed. He opened his eyes and saw Mickey was gone. "Mickey? Mickey!"

"Right here…" Mickey waved his hand. Apparently, Oswald sneeze blew Mickey into a garbage can and it hit a brick wall. Mickey was still seeing stars when he crawled out.

"Oops…" Oswald snuffled. "Sorry, bro."

Suddenly, they heard a bell ring from the ice cream shop. Oswald Junior came out with chocolate all over his face and two ice-cream cones in his hands. Oswald gasped and ran to his bunny child. Oswald Junior saw him and cheered, "Here Daddy, I saved one for you and Uncle Mickey!"

Oswald picked him up and hugged him, "Thank goodness, you are safe! That's thoughtful of you junior, but let me know next time! You had me worried!"

Mickey smiled, "Hey! How did you know my favorite was strawberry?"

The bunny child giggled, "You always get strawberry, so I just guessed."

Oswald put the child down and coughed harshly. He felt so terrible, but so happy to see his son safe. He sniffled, and suddenly he felt a cool hand slap on his forehead. He saw Mickey with his glove in his right hand.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"You have a fever, Ozzie." said Mickey. "Let's get you home."

Oswald nodded; he felt dizzy and wanted to go home. The last thing he knew, he was on Mickey's shoulder and they were at home. They went inside to find everything was nice and neat. The older bunny child, a girl, bounced in front of them with an innocent smile.

"I made sure they didn't break anything, daddy!" The girl said.

"Thank you, Oswald Junior One." Oswald said, very hoarsely.

Mickey noticed that there was confetti under the rug, but he didn't say anything. All he was focused on was taking care of his brother. He put Oswald on a couch and put a blanket over him. One of the bunny children hopped up to Mickey with a picture of an ice-cream shop with arrows all over it.

"That's a nice picture Oswald Junior." Mickey said. "I'll hang it up on the fridge."

The bunny looked disappointed at first, but he shrugged and smiled. He hopped over to Oswald, who was now coughing and sneezing. The child let out a whimper and held Oswald's hand. Many of the other children ran over to see him. Some laughed, some hopped onto the couch, one even jumped onto his head. They were all hoping for their daddy to get better.

"Aaawww!" Mickey said. "Isn't this cute!"

Oswald chuckled, "It's sure great being a father." His eyes felt heavy and he went to sleep.

When he woke up, he found Ortensia beside him along with Mickey. Mickey was holding a card in his hand and Ortensia was holding Oswald's hand with a soothing smile.

"Wakie, wakie, honey-bunny!" Ortensia teased.

"Honey, you're home!" Oswald said, sniffling through a sore nose. "How was your time with Clarabelle?"

"Good." Ortensia said. "How are you feeling?"

Oswald thought for a moment, then sighed, "A little better, I guess. My nose is still sore."

Mickey smiled and gave Oswald the card. He laughed and walked into the kitchen. The smell of soup was everywhere in the room, Oswald was glad, his stomach was grumbling!

Ortensia giggled, "You know, while you were asleep, your brother didn't leave you for one minute. While I took care of the kids, he was checking on you every minute! You should read the card."

Oswald read the front of the card, "To my dear brother…" He opened it and smiled. He teared up as he read.

"Whenever things get tough,

Whenever life gets rough,

I will be here for you, for this I know.

You have always been there for me when darkness comes,

You helped me keep going and not listen to the scums,

Who question our friendship, our love and joy.

Who are we, the both of us, to call when things get dark?

Oh there could be no other,

Than the two of us together, me and my brother!

Get well, Oswald.

Signed,

Mickey Mouse"

"I know." Mickey said, holding a wooden spoon. "Very cheesy…"

Oswald looked up, his eyes shown bright and a tear stood within them. It was very new to Mickey. It was as if someone put something bright and magical into his brother's heart and it shown onto his face. He smiled and hugged Mickey warmly.

"Thanks, I needed that." Oswald said.

"You're welcome, Ozzie." Mickey said, embracing his brother.