Chapter Two

Horace had got back up and sat next to Clarabelle, both were holding hands.

"So when are you going tell everyone, about your engagement?" Oswald asked them both.

Horace and Clarabelle looked at each other and then back to Oswald.

"Well you see Oswald, we um... well-" Horace was puzzled.

"We don't know when to tell them just yet and uh- " Clarabelle was starting to get nervous.

Horace got an idea.

"I got it (I think)! Why don't we let them find out on their own." He said proudly.

"Sounds like a plan, but how?" said Oswald.

"Hmm," Clarabelle thought about it. "We'll give them hints."

"Yeah and then when they begin to guess, we'll tell them." Horace continued.

"Great idea, you two lovebirds can do that tonight's Christmas party." Oswald replied in a smart alec tone.

Horace and Clarabelle completely forgot that there was a Christmas party that evening. Oswald just stood there blank waiting for a reply.

"So are ya' two still going?" he asked.

"Of course we are." Clarabelle was the first to reply.

"See ya later Oswald." Horace reply second.

Oswald put Pluto back on his leash and began his walk back to Mickey's.

"Oswald!" Horace called out.

Oswald walked back.

"What's up?"

"Can you do us one favor?" Clarabelle asked.

"Yeah?"

"DON'T YOU DARE TELL ANYONE JUST YET!" Both of them shouted in unison.

"Okay..."

Horace and Clarabelle headed back to their homes, to get ready for the party. Horace was in his garage working on his motorbike, it was an old one. In fact he had gotten it in his teen years and always repaired it every year.

He had remembered on his first date with Clarabelle, the bike's engine was acting up when he picked her up and then when he took her home his motorbike gave out one block from her house. So to make sure Clarabelle was safe, he walked her home the rest of the way.. Horace hoped this time around that wouldn't happen again.

At her home Clarabelle was fixing her earrings, she looked around as she put them on and saw a picture of her and Horace. The picture she remembered was from their first date, she remembered being a little nervous too. She knew her father would have so many questions, but when she was with Horace, she didn't care if her father was angry about it.

After her glance at the picture she looked at her ring, Clarabelle began to think back to the first time she and Horace met.