A.N: Don't even ask. It's just this weird little thing I have with the chest floof you normally see on cat furries.
Disclaimer: All character's belong to Disney, even Doc Static - he's a comic book character.
It wasn't often that Mickey wore a shirt in sunny California, especially in the summer time. If and when he did wear a shirt otherwise for whatever reason, Minnie would instantly be reminded of how much she actually appreciated the eye candy of him being shirtless. He had muscles that only she would notice, and all those muscles were toned from all the adventuring he did in and out of town.
In any case, here he was wearing a buttoned up shirt otherwise in the middle of summer in California, where it's hotter than blue blazes out. Minnie couldn't help but question it.
"Aren't you hot in that?" She asked almost sharply. It was hot enough to aggravate even the nicest people. Then she noticed a lump under the shirt where his heart was, and instantly assumed that it was a mass of cotton balls flimsily taped to his chest in an attempt to cover a wound. Probably from an adventure he hasn't told her about yet.
"O' course I am, but I don't got any other choice since I gotta cover..." He trailed of to a mumble that Minnie couldn't quite catch. He was hiding something alright, and whatever it was must be an embarrassing secret for him to be blushing all of a sudden and that was not the heat.
"You didn't get hurt on some adventure I don't know about, did you?" She persisted with skepticism. He simply gave her an extremely perplexed look that told her that the lump was not a mass of cotton balls.
"What? No, no, I'm fine! Where'd ya even get that idea?" She poked him in the chest and he was suddenly reminded of his new found burden. "Oh...Right...That...Yeah..." He sighed in defeat and unbuttoned his shirt. He revealed a small clump of white unkempt chest fur, (the furry version of chest hair if you will) and Minnie couldn't help but burst into a fit of her melodic giggles - it looked so ridiculous on him. Mickey just gave her an unamused look that was definitely not pleased that she was laughing at him even if the situation was pretty funny. The heat was affecting him negatively too, had it been a much cooler day, he'd probably laugh right with her, but right now he was not in the mood.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Mickey. It's just...Snicker...What happened for you to get that?" She knew it had to be from some sort of recent mishap. She saw him last week and fur, like hair, doesn't grow very fast, there had to be some other explanation.
"I was at Doc Static's last week not too long after the last time I saw ya, an' he was workin' on some fur or hair growth formula. Somehow, an' even I don't know how, some of it managed ta splash on me and within a few days I got this as the result. I think it stopped growing though, it ain't any longer than it was yesterday. An' I don't dare cut it in case I somehow make it worse an' it starts growin' faster," he explained thoroughly. Minnie had a few more after shock giggles left before she finally stopped.
"Oh-ho Mickey. It could only happen to you couldn't it?" She blinked at him sweetly. He still wasn't amused so he started to button up his shirt again, being mindful that the clump didn't get caught in the button itself, but she stopped him. "No, keep it out. I kind of like it. it's growing on me." Even if she didn't emphasize that last bit, Mickey still caught her horrible joke.
"Ha ha. Very clever, Min," he said sarcastically, pouting after he said it. She kissed his lips to instantly undo the pout, and then rested her cheek on the poof of white fur as she hugged him. " 'Course, I think it got too my tail too,'cause that's definitely fluffier!" So he tickled her with it to prove his point.
Even the heat can make the most pleasant person to be around, irritable, and yet Minnie's kisses never cease to amaze Mickey. Her kiss can warm him right up on the coldest of days, and now apparently it can cool him down on the hottest days too.