How could he be so dense? Mickey put a hand on his forehead. His mousey gal had been right in front of him the whole time. Just when he thought he'd never see her again.

Mickey began to laugh. What a freak coincidence. Two lost mice separated by the years finally reunite in their adulthood.

'Does Minnie know?' Mickey thought to himself. His laughter was now gone. 'How can I say to her that I'm her long lost mouse? Oh, hey there, Minnie, I just remembered I'm your best mouse you missed for all these years. She'd probably giggle and I'd get red...'

Mickey sighed, disappointed.

"What's the matter, Mickey?"

Mickey jumped, and looked around. There by his left side was Minnie who was eating some cheese sandwiches.

"When did you come back?" Mickey asked, surprised that he didn't hear steps.

"Five seconds ago." Minnie replied, eating another cheese sandwich.

"Ha. You're a pretty stealthy mouse for someone your own size."

Minnie paused mid-bite, looking at Mickey with an offended look.

"Did you just call me a fat rat? Cause you're not exactly a fat one yourself, mouse." Minnie poked Mickey's belly, startling the mouse boy.

"I didn't." Mickey remarked, rubbing his stomach. "I said you move quietly for a mouse."

"What? You expected teeny tiny steps and a squeak?" Minnie chuckled.

"Depends. Are you going to squeak a little?"

"Hee hee, I could if I wanted to, cause that's what I do. I love it."

"Your love is more lovely as ever, Min." Mickey blushed, happily.

"Thank you. I try, Michael." Minnie bowed.

Minnie whistled seeing the giant tugboat before him. "Pete sure likes making an impression." She said, mildly chuckling.

Mickey curled his hands into fists. It was time. The battle was just ahead.

"No turning back now." Mickey said, looking up at the sign flashing "Pete" on the top.

"Good luck there." Mickey turned to Minnie who had an unreadable expression. "Kick Pete's but extra hard for me." She grinned, holding up her hand.

Mickey looked at the hand. "Minnie..."

The girl mouse lowered her hand. "what?"

Mickey rubbed his arm nervously. "There's something I have to tell you."

"Me too, Mickey." Minnie rubbed hers as well.

Mickey looked surprised.

"Do you want to say it at the same time..."

"..."

"..."

"Minerva..."

"Michael..."

Both began in unison, "I'm your-"

CRACK!

A flash of lightning hit the tugboat, startling the mice duo.

Mickey really needed to go, now.

"Go."

Mickey looked at Minnie in surprise. Minnie never acted serious as she did now.

"Are you sure, Min?"

"Yes! Just GO!"

Minnie faced away from Mickey.

"I'll see you later then, Minnie."

Mickey ran up to Pete's door where the tugboat is. Donald, Goofy, and Mickey's gang were counting on him now.

And...so was Minnie.

"Don't die on me, Mickey Mouse." Minnie said, looking back at the tugboat with tears trailing down her eyes.

"I just met you again. Please don't ever leave me alone again, mousey gal."