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Squad Unit 19: Welcome to the 7th chapter of this fic. I hope you enjoy it. No flames or critisicm. Also, I want to dedicate this chapter to Mickey and Minnie. Happy birthday, Mickey! Happy birthday, Minnie! And happy anniversary Mickey and Minnie! You guys rock! XD
Squad Unit 19.
THREE HEARTS, ONE LOVE
It was early the next morning, and Mickey was the first one awake. As his eyes blinked open, he saw the sunlight seeping between the blinds into the room. He started to yawn and as he finished, he felt something next to him. Glancing down, he saw the still sleeping form of his little angel.
Aww, he thought as he saw her. Minnie lay snuggled against him, using his chest as a pillow and having one arm draped over his stomach. She looked so peaceful, so happy, so content lying there with him. She looked like an angel; an angelic little girl mouse that was only guilty of one crime in her whole life: stealing his heart.
He watched her as she slept, hearing her soft, cute little squeaks as she exhaled, watching as her side gently rose and fell with her every breath. He laid there admiring every cute, beautiful detail. Her beautiful, cute, childlike face, the sweet smile on her lips, her soft, cute squeaks, her soft, delicate onyx skin. And the way she clung to him as she slept... even in her state of sleep she didn't want him to leave, she didn't want to be in a cold, empty bed. She wanted him there with her, she wanted his warmth, she wanted her favorite and only bed buddy.
Mickey moved his hand from her side and raised it up to her head to tenderly stroke one of her ears. She hummed softly and snuggled closer in response to his touch. Obviously she liked it. To this, he smiled and nuzzled her. She gave a soft hum and nuzzled him back, and for a moment, the two just laid there like that. But then Minnie began to stir. Sighing softly, the young, tiny, mouse girl shifted, and her eyes fluttered open. She blinked, her eyes adjusting to the morning light, and stretched her arms, groaning in a cute way. Realizing what she was laying on, she looked up and met the warm eyes of her husband.
"G'morning, little angel," he said as he nuzzled her.
Minnie giggled and sighed softly, her cheeks turning a sweet pink. "Good morning, Mickey," she said, nuzzling him back. She found his tail under the covers with her own and wrapped hers around his. Then she leaned up and swept her lips over his, kissing him good morning. After a bit, she pulled away, her brown eyes meeting his as she began to stroke his chest. "How'd you sleep?"
He nuzzled her again, humming in her ear, making her quiver, blush and giggle. "I slept pretty good. How 'bout you?"
"I slept wonderfully," she said, returning his nuzzles, which ended with them nuzzling noses. "Thank you for singing me to sleep last night," she smiled sweetly. Then she giggled. "You really knocked me out."
"Aw, you're welcome. I'm glad ya slept good."
She nuzzled her nose to his affectionately. "I slept really good." She pulled back and met his eyes. "You have an amazing voice, you know that?"
"Aw, gee..." he said, blushing.
"You could be a singer."
"Ya really think so?"
"Of course!" she nodded. "And I would totally buy all your CDs." She chuckled. "And I would be at every concert."
"Hmm." He raised a hand to his chin. "Wouldja travel with me?"
She laughed. "Now that's a stupid question. Of course I would!"
He grinned, moving his hand cooly behind his head. "So wouldja like my autograph?"
"Duh!" she giggled. She leaned up closer to him, smiling slyly, her cheeks pinkening. "You could sign anywhere on me ya wanted..." She pecked his lips. "I'd be your number one fan, and I'd be your biggest fan girl!"
"Wouldja have dolls of me and clothes with me on 'em?"
Her muzzle turned deep pink. "Hee hee! I already do. So there'd be no difference."
"Wouldja be the girl that would be crazy in love with me?"
She giggled and leaned up to nuzzle her nose to his. "I already am."
"Heh. Sounds tempting, but I 'spose I'll just stay here." He pulled her close and purred in her ear. "I'll just stay here and love you and the baby."
"Aw, Mickey..." Minnie cooed, nuzzling him. "That's what I'm going to do, too."
"Ya know, ya could be a singer, too. You've got a beautiful voice," he told her.
Her cheeks turned pink. "Hm-hm, thanks," she chuckled softly. "That's really sweet of you to say, but I could never do that."
"Why not? Ya have the voice of an angel, an' ya look like one anyway." Besides her cheeks turning a little deeper pink, her heart was now fluttering.
"Aww, Mickey..."
"Ya could be Little Minnie the Angel. Or Little Angel Minnie."
"Hee, thanks," she smiled fondly. "But I'm content to just stay here with you and the baby, forever. That's what makes me happy." She nuzzled him affectionately, sighing softly. "I'll just stay right here and love you and the baby, too." She was happy and content just being his wife, and soon-to-be-mother.
Mickey and Minnie sat in the waiting room, waiting for Minnie's name to be called. Mickey sat with his right hand under his chin while his left hand rested on the arm rest, his fingers tapping nervously. Minnie sat next to him, trying to focus on the parenting book she had that had been laying on the small table next to the chairs. She glanced over at her husband and placed her right hand over his left, stopping his tapping.
"Mickey, will you relax? It's just a checkup. You're making me nervous."
"Sorry, Min... I'm just a little nervous, that's all."
She gave him a smile. "Well, calm down. This is only a checkup. We're out, we're in, no biggie. Besides, I feel just fine."
He turned to her. "Ya do?"
She nodded, smiling. "Mm-hm! I feel totally fine."
He smiled, and leaned close to kiss her forehead. "Well, that puts my mind at ease." When he pulled away, they shared a smile.
""I'm sure everything will be just fine. Don't worry, baby." She nuzzled her nose to his. "Hey... Tell ya what... Why don't you go get something from the snack machine?"
"All right." He stood up, glancing back down to her. "Want something?"
She thought for a second. "Um... I'll think I'll get one of those nutrition bars." She started to get up but he stopped her.
"You just sit here and relax. I'll get the snacks. What kind do ya want?"
"Mm, strawberry, please."
"Got it." He nodded and gave her a smile and she returned it, watching him head over to the machine in the room. Mickey put his dollar bill into the machine and waited.
BZZZ
The machine spit back out his money. He pushed it back in.
BZZZ
He groaned. He pulled out the bill, straightened it out and inserted it again.
BZZZ
Now he was getting cheesed off. He pulled out the bill and looked at it. It appeared to be comepletely straight, no wrinkles or tears. Then he spotted the main end on the edge toward him. The corner was folded over. Oh, sure. That would keep the machine from taking it. Right. He could see that.
Sarcasm.
He fixed the corner and inserted it once again, and that time it took it. He made his selection and got it from the bottom of the machine when it landed. Then he put in the dollar for Minnie's candy. It took it the first time, luckily. He got her strawberry bar and headed back over to where she sat.
"Here ya are," he said, offering her her candy as he sat down.
"Thanks," she smiled, kissing his cheek and taking the offered candy. "Was it hard to get?" She opened the wrapper and took a bite of her nutrition bar.
"Yours wasn't." He opened the wrapper and took a bite of his candy bar. "Mine, not so much."
She giggled. "I saw you. I noticed you were having some trouble. I was getting ready to go over and help when you got your candy."
"I woulda been back sooner but the machine wanted to give me a runaround." Both chuckled. As they ate, Mickey couldn't help but glance at his young wife, watching how daintily she ate. The smaller mouse glanced up, noticing his eyes on her, and blushed. "You're cute and fun to watch, ya know that?" he said, grinning. Her blush deepened.
"So are you," she pointed out timidly, shyly. He leaned close and nuzzled her right ear, making her quiver. And when he kissed it, her heart and stomach flipped and her mind spazzed out.
"You're just fun to watch." She couldn't help it as a moan escaped her lips from him nuzzling her ear. She was glad they were the only two people in the room. What a place to make out. He was making her lose her train of thought, and her nutrition bar was losing its appeal. He planted a kiss on her ear and pulled back to see her shy, innocent smile and her flushed muzzle.
"You do know this is a doctor's office, right?"
He shrugged. "Yeah. So?"
"So you don't care that this is a doctor's office?"
He shrugged again. "Not really. 'Sides, we're the only one's here."
She smiled a sly little smile. "Okay, just checking. I don't care if you don't." She leaned up and pecked his cheek, smiling up at him. He slipped an arm around her and she happily snuggled into him as they finished their snack. Even in a boring place like a doctor's office, they could find a way to lift the mood and make things not boring. Minnie was a little nervous about her checkup, but she had faith that everything would be okay. After they finished their bars, it wasn't long before a door opened and a nurse stepped out.
"Misses Mouse."
Minnie glanced to Mickey, expectantly. She wasn't going back there without him there with her. No way, not without her husband, her support, her life. She grabbed his hand and held it snugly in hers. They exchanged smiles - his of comfort, saying that everything would be okay. Just his smile was enough to send relief through her small frame. They stood up together and stepped through the door and followed the nurse down a hallway. The nurse led the mouse couple to a room and the mice walked in. As the nurse left, Mickey placed his hands on Minnie's sides and gently lifted her up onto the bed. As he let go, her hand found his again, holding onto it. He began to rub the top of her hand with his free one, and they shared a smile.
"...I hate doctor's offices..." Minnie said, looking around.
"Aw, don't worry, kiddo. We'll be outta here in no time. And..." He reached over to the nearby desk and picked up a lollipop. "I'll give ya a sucker if you're good."
Minnie laughed. "Oh, all right. I'll be a good girl," she said cutely. "But I don't want a sucker."
"No?" He placed the sucker back into a cup. "Then what do ya want?"
"A kiss," she smiled slyly and cutely. "I want a kiss. That's a lot better than some ol' lollipop."
"Heh! Ya got it. If you're good, I'll give ya a kiss!"
"Yay!" she said happily, then giggled. She cocked a brow, tilting her head. "Wait... Just one kiss? That's it? I want something else, too."
"Alright, I'll throw something else in as a bonus. What wouldja like?"
"I can choose anything?"
"Yep, anything. Just name it."
"Anything, huh? Hmm..." She thought for a second before grinning. "Can I get a nice, relaxing massage?"
"Sure ya can! Where do you want it?"
Minnie blushed. "A-anywhere... Um... A-all over, actually... I-I'd like a f-full-body massage."
"All right, one kiss and a nice, relaxing massage once we get outta here."
"Ooh, now I really wanna get outta here," she grinned. "Uh, one question. Just how relaxing will the full-body massage be anyway?" she asked curiously and a little slyly.
"Well... That depends on how relaxing ya want it," he inquired, leaning cooly on his hand and arm against the bed. Minnie quivered at the thought as her cheeks pinkened with his reply. Just then, the door opened and the doctor walked in, totally killing the mood, much to the mice' displeasure.
"Okay, Misses Mouse," the doctor said, checking the chart, "everything is fine." Minnie and Mickey looked at one another with smiles and breaths of relief, gripping one another's hand. "The baby is developing normally and both it and you are healthy. Now I'm going to advise you to not do anything strenuous, rest if you feel tired, and remember to eat healthy." Minnie nodded. "And if you start feeling dizzy or anything, tell Mickey."
"There isn't anything I don't tell Mickey," Minnie said honestly with a smile. She turned to the said mouse and squeezed his hand.
"Okay. Well, we're done here. You can go home. And remember what I said."
"Got it," Minnie said, hopping off the bed with a squeak. She and Mickey thanked the doctor and walked out. It felt great to leave the confinements of the doctor's office and get back outside. "Now remember our little deal," she said deviously, turning to her companion as she squeezed his hand.
"Don't worry, toots. I still remember our agreement. But I'll wait till we get home."
"Phooey..." she pouted cutely, then chuckled. "Now I really wanna head home."
"Really?" Mickey raised a hand to his chin as he stopped walking, prompting her to do so as well. "I was thinkin' 'bout takin' ya out for some pizza."
"Well..." She turned her body left and right. "I really want that kiss and massage, but... I'll try to be patient."
"Ya got it." He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled her against him, and pressed his lips to hers. Minnie's brain jolted to a stop as her tiny body melted right there in his arms. She numbly moved her arms around his neck, helping to support herself as his kiss left her mind in a state of mush. A moan escaped her throat as he kissed her, one of her legs raising behind her as she stood on one foot. The tip of her tail curled into a heart behind her as it erected from the pleasurable shivers going through her. After several seconds, Mickey pulled back, leaving the tinier young mouse with a goofy smile and love-struck expression on her face.
"Wow..." she said breathlessly, "Whatta kiss..." Her lips still tingled from it.
"Glad ya enjoyed it," he grinned.
"It was heavenly... I loved it!" She giggled, her brain beginning to function fully again.
He kissed her forehead. "Come on. Time to get ya that pizza." As they started walking again, Minnie looped her arm around his and leaned her head against his arm. After they got to their car and started toward the pizza parlor, Minnie snuggled against Mickey in the seat.
The young mouse couple got some pizza and headed for the park where they had a little pizza picnic underneath their favorite tree. As the two relaxed, snuggled together after having finished their pizza, they watched the clouds float by, calling out the shapes they could make out in them. After a little while, the two headed home.
Mickey, Oswald, Donald and Goofy worked on the room while Minnie, Ortensia and Daisy talked about baby related things and played with Daisy's daughters. Later that night, the others had left, leaving Mickey and Minnie alone.
"Aren't Daisy's daughters just adorable?" Minnie squeaked excitedly.
"They sure are," Mickey replied. "But I have to wonder if they'll have Donald's temper or Daisy's." He laughed.
Minnie giggled. "Neither one is really good. Guess we'll have to wait and see."
Mickey walked into the bathroom and Minnie followed close behind and watched him as he started getting a few things ready, though she wasn't sure if it was for her shower or his. Before long, he held out his hand to her. "Come on. Hop in."
"You can shower first if you want to," she told him.
He shook his head, giving her a warm smile. "I was gonna help you. Now that yer further along, I'd like to start bathing ya. Besides..." He winked at her. "...I still owe you that full-body massage, remember?"
Her cheeks pinkened and her tiny body quivered. "Oh, o-okay..." she cooed. She stepped close to him, taking his hand and kissing his cheek. "Thank you. That's so sweet of you."
"You're welcome, kiddo. Now how 'bout some help with your clothes?"
Minnie nodded shyly. "T-thank you..." She stood as he proceeded to undress her. Once she was undressed, he took her hand.
"Now hop in. And prepare to be relaxed." She didn't disobey his orders and stepped over into the tub. He undressed himself and stepped over into the tub with her. He turned the water on to the showerhead and stepped behind his wife. "Go ahead and wash your hair. I'll take care of the rest of ya..." She quivered at the wonderful thought and proceeded to wash her hair. When she felt his arms slip around her waist, she smiled as she quivered and happily stood in his arms, letting him hold her. Once she was done washing her hair she turned around, wrapping her arms around his neck, pressing the front of her body against his.
"You're wonderful..." she murmured.
He blushed a little. "So are you." Now it was her turn to blush. She leaned up and pressed her lips to his, and pulling away after a few seconds. As she gazed up into his eyes, she couldn't help but get lost in them. And she started thinking about how they used to be just a couple of farm kids, growing up together, playing together, and being in love. Now they were just a couple of kids about to have a kid themselves. And she wouldn't trade it for anything.
"I love you. So much." She leaned up and touched her nose to his.
"Love you." She pulled away after a bit and smiled at him. Then he started rubbing her back. "How 'bout that massage?"
"Yes, please," she smiled sweetly and cutely. "Thank you." She turned around and he started massaging her back, rubbing her shoulder blades, between them, the center of her back, her lower back and her sides, all making her heat up, tingle and relaxing her. "Mmm... That feels good..." she hummed in blissful enjoyment. That, actually, was an understatement. His massage felt reeaally good. After a while, she felt his arms slip around her front.
"So will this..." she heard him whisper against the back of her neck, making her quiver and melt. She felt his index finger insert into her navel and tickle it, making her giggle and wriggle a little.
"H-hey! That t-tickles! Hee hee hee!"
Then he started rubbing her belly, making her sigh and lean back against him. She turned her head and angled it so that she could look up at him. She couldn't get enough of seeing his face, of seeing his smile, of seeing those deep, brown, warm eyes of his. Her own cocoa brown eyes shimmered as she gazed up at him, loving the feel of his warm body pressed against hers, his arms around her and his hands stroking her belly. After a moment, she turned around, her arms snaking around his waist.
"Mmm... That felt wonderful, Mickey... You give the best massages," she smiled warmly and sweetly.
"Thanks, doll, but I ain't done yet," he said, a bit of a sly grin on his lips.
Her eyes twinkled as she smiled. "Don't let me stop you." They shared a smooch, then he resumed giving her a massage. After that, he washed her. He took the soap and cloth and soaped them up, then proceeded to wash her, her smiling all the while. After the two finished their shower together, they changed into their pajamas, brushed their teeth and walked back down into the living room. Neither of the mice were sleepy yet.
"Wanna watch a movie?" Mickey asked as the two sat on the love seat.
"Sure!" Minnie answered, snuggling against her husband.
Mickey picked up the remote and turned on the T.V.. After a while, he found a movie about a young woman that was pregnant, which reminded him of his own young wife.
Minnie watched it, knowing she hadn't seen it before. "Hm. This looks interesting."
Mickey laid down the remote and the two started watching the movie together. However, after a while, Minnie started to dislike the movie. In it, the husband left this wife, which made Minnie want to turn the movie off right there. Then the woman decided to get an abortion.
"Turn it off," Minnie said.
Mickey turned off the T.V., noting his young wife's discomfort. "Ya okay?"
"I hate movies like that... They're just stupid..." She wasn't looking at him, her eyes looking down as she thought about what had happened in the movie. She'd seen it before in movies; couples breaking up, and she always hated it. She looked up at Mickey, partly wanting to confirm to herself that she really did have such a sweet, gentle, loving husband. She knew that what they had was special, real, true, eternal. She knew with every fiber of her being that Mickey was the only guy for her, and that she wanted to be with him forever.
"Yeah, they are. Sorry that one wasn't good..." He looked at her and pulled her close. "Don'tcha worry, none, kid, that'll never be us. Wild horses couldn't drag me away from ya."
Minnie smiled, her heart fluttering and swelling with joy and relief. She leaned against him, nuzzling him with a content sigh. She needed to hear him say that. "Oh, Mickey... Thank you. I needed to hear you say that." She nuzzled him affectionately. "Nothing could ever tear me away from you. Never." Then she rubbed her hand over her stomach, thinking of their baby. Her mind thought back to the movie, when the woman wanted to get an abortion. Minnie couldn't stand the thought of it. Why would anyone want to kill a baby? Her stomach twisted into knots at the horrid thought. "How could anyone ever do that to a baby?"
Mickey sighed. "I don't know... But our baby will be born and we're gonna raise it," he said determindly.
Minnie looked up to him, smiling, relieved, happy. "Yeah. Together."
That would never happen to their baby. Never. She wanted to have this baby, his baby, their baby. It was a miracle, a blessing, a gift from above. Inside her tummy was a little life that she and Mickey created together. She was going to have their baby. She smiled as she gentle rubbed her stomach. Minnie leaned up and kissed Mickey's cheek, nuzzling his cheek with her nose. He turned his head and met her lips, and she moaned and shivered in delight from it. When they pulled away, she smiled shyly and cutely, her cheeks pink. She couldn't resist and leaned close, pecking his lips again. And again, and again. He chuckled and she knew he was on to her.
"What can I say, you're fun to kiss," she giggled innocently.
He chuckled. "Will one kiss do ya?"
She hummed cutely. "Hmm, maayybe..."
He chuckled and leaned close, kissing her cheek, making her giggle, then her nose, making her giggle again, and then finally her lips, making her moan. After a few seconds, he pulled away, meeting her loving brown eyes and sweet smile.
Minnie decided that that one kiss - be as wonderful and out of this world as it was - just wasn't enough. She had to have some fun, too. She was already snuggled against him. So it was easy to lean up and begin planting soft, loving kisses along his neck.
"What're ya doin'?" he asked, her lips tickling his neck a little. Though he had no qualms about her actions.
She giggled innocentely. "Kissing you."
"I thought ya said that one kiss would do ya," he said, quirking a brow.
She giggled. "I did. And it did do me. But just for a few seconds. You're so much fun to kiss, and I just love kissing you. I need to have a little fun, too, ya know."
Mickey chuckled, feeling her soft lips and hot breath upon his skin again. She sure was cute.
It wasn't long before Mickey and Minnie were sitting in the waiting room at the hospital, both waiting anxiously and nervously. They sat together, gripping each other's hand tightly. Minnie had just entered her eleventh week of pregnacy. Her belly was starting to show a little more now, indicating she was, infact, pregnant. Her morning sickness was still present, but it wasn't as bad anymore. And Mickey was always there to make her feel better in the morning, and during the rest of the day in general. The wait in the waiting room was agonizing.
"You worried?"
Mickey glanced at his wife at her sweet, concerned voice. "A little... Aren't you?"
Minnie nodded. "A little. But I have faith that everything's gonna be alright." She gave him a reassuring smile.
"Do ya really think the baby'll be okay?" he wondered.
"Don't worry, Mickey. Everything's gonna be fine," Minnie reassured her husband.
"And you?"
"Fine as ever. I feel spunky and perky as ever! Well... Okay, maybe not as energetic right now, but I still feel fine." She smiled assuringly, hoping to ease her companion's concern. "It's okay, Mickey. I'm nervous, too. But no matter what happens, we're together, and we'll face whatever happens together," she told him with a confidant smile. She leaned up and kissed his cheek then nuzzled her head against his arm.
Mickey smiled, and rested his cheek against the top of her head. "You're really somethin', ya know that?"
Minnie smiled as she nuzzled him, then looked up at him and pecked his lips. "Love you."
"Love you." They shared a smile and continued to wait. Finally, the nurse walked into the room.
"Mister and Misses Mouse, we're ready for you."
Minnie and Mickey looked at one another, took a deep breath, exhaled and stood up.
"Ya ready?" he asked her.
She nodded, smiling. "Yeah. You?"
"Yeah," he nodded with a smile. They followed the nurse down the hallways to a room marked Ultrasound. The mice stepped inside and the nurse handed Minnie a hospital gown. Minnie walked over to the bathroom and Mickey follwed her to the door. He stood at the door and Minnie poked her head out.
"You can come in with me," she whispered with a cute smile, and grabbed his hand, pulling him in. He grinned and allowed her to pull him into the room, unnoticed by the nurse. Minnie started to get undressed, leaving only her underwear on, and put on the gown, then turned around. Mickey tied the back of it for her. "I hate these gowns..." Minnie muttered.
Mickey, however, chuckled. "Heh. One neat thing about these gowns is your little butt sticks out of 'em."
Minnie turned her head around to look at him, smiling slyly as she swished her tail at him playfully. "Yeah, you'd love that fact, wouldn't you?"
He shrugged. "What can I say? I'm a guy."
Minnie shook her head. "Men. Ya show 'em a little tail and they go nuts..."
"Hey, I only go nuts when I see your tail," he said.
She turned around after he finished tying the back and smiled, her cheeks a light pink, and poked his nose. "Yeah, well, you better keep it that way, mister."
"Heh! Don't worry, toots. You know yer my gal," Mickey said, his warm smile making her heart flutter.
"Oh, Mickey..." She chuckled. "And you're my guy." She leaned up and pecked his cheek then both shared a brief smile before walking out of the bathroom into the room, holding hands. The young couple walked over to a table and Minnie climbed up on it, readjusting her hand that held her husband's but not letting it go.
She laid back on the table and pulled her gown up to her ribs. The nurse got the tube of jelly and squirted some onto Minnie's stomach. She got the device and pressed it to Minnie's stomach, making the little mouse shiver and jump slightly from the cold end of the device against her skin.
The tiny, young mouse gripped her husband's hand, taking a deep breath, anxiously waiting to see their baby. She looked up at him and he looked down at her, both smiling. Both were nervous, but they wanted to know. They watched the moniter closely, watching the gray and black screen change. Finally...
"There it is," the nurse informed, and pointed to it.
The mice looked closely and saw their baby on the screen. They gasped softly in unison, seeing the tiny miracle they created together out of an act of love. A miracle that was created out of love and would be born out of love. Minnie's eyes began to tear up as tears of joy began to flow freely.
Minnie looked up at him. "Oh, look, Mickey... Our baby..." She saw his eyes glistening as he looked down at her, then back to the screen.
"Gosh..."
They watched the screen, seeng their little miracle within her womb. Then something wonderful happened. The ultrasound detected the heart beat. Mickey and Minnie gasped and felt their hearts swell with love and joy when they heard the soft, wonderful sound of their baby's beating heart.
"Oh, Mickey... Listen..." Minnie said, glancing up at him.
"I hear it... It's so little..." Mickey said.
He leaned down to his wife and nuzzled her, kissing her forehead, and she happily returned his gesture, both crying tears of joy.
"I love you," she told him.
"I love you," he replied. They shared a warm smile, then a kiss, and glanced back to the screen, watching their baby and listening to it's tiny heart beat. "Look at it, it's so tiny."
"Our little baby..." Minnie sniffed and laughed happily, Mickey joining in, pressing his forhead to hers.
"Our baby," they said in unison, looking at each other.