AN: So, I didn't have anything major planned for Mickey's birthday this year, and honestly I should've done something Pokemon themed since Sun and Moon came out today too, but meh. Instead y'all get a WIP that I may or may not ever finish.

A lonely stroll through Disneyland at night when the park was closed always left Mickey some good thinking time to himself. Plus, it was a good way to relieve the day's stress of giving hugs to everyone, posing for pictures, performing the stage shows, etc. When he reached his front gate he glanced over at Minnie's house that was right next door, and the pink house decorated with hearts and everything seemed fine. All was right with the world. Except that Mickey didn't feel tired yet. He went inside his house, fed Pluto his dinner, got a ladder and climbed up to his roof to stargaze a bit. Stargazing usually helped him feel sleepy, and granted he has actually fallen asleep up there a few times. Minnie was never happy with finding him asleep on his roof since every time he wakes up, he falls off of it.

Suddenly Mickey felt a really strange tingling sensation and it smelled like magic. He couldn't pinpoint where it was coming from, unfortunately.

The next morning was an average one in ToonTown, Disneyland. Or at least it would have been if Mickey Mouse could actually be found! Indeed, Mickey had been missing all morning (suspicious isn't it?), and strangely enough no one was in panic, except Minnie of course.

In any case Minnie was frantically looking for Mickey all around the park and asked everyone she came across if they'd seen him. No one had, and even suggested a place where to look just in case. The winning suggestion came from Bonkers D. Bobcat, who knew the mouse well enough to think of the most risky place he'd be: His own roof.

Soon enough, Minnie saw that there was already a ladder on the side of his house and climbed up to Mickey's rooftop. She was cursing herself for not thinking of looking here sooner and for having not seen the ladder in the first place, as Mickey has fallen asleep up here more often than not lately. Sure enough, she found him sleeping away here on the roof. Of course Minnie was mad as a hornet at him for making her worry so much, so mad that she didn't notice right away that something was different about him.

"Mickey Mouse! You wake up this instant!" She nudged him harshly with her foot. She was mad enough to just let him fall off the roof like he usually does. Her anger was gone in a nanosecond when he rolled over enough to end up facing her, still asleep of course, and naturally she got a better look at him.

This was not her Mickey...Well technically it was and it wasn't. This wasn't the type of Mickey who should be in his tuxedo and getting ready to open the park. This Mickey looked as if he came straight out of Plane Crazy. His eyes were closer together and the fur on top of his head was slightly tussled to make him look like Charles Lindenburg. Plus he had no shoes. This just wasn't right.

His eyes started fluttering as he was waking up. Noticing her standing over him, he smiled, but it turned into a wicked grin.

"...Mickey...?" She asked cautiously, hoping with all her heart that this was some elaborate visual prank. She didn't expect it to sound all too real.

"SQUAWK!"

Minnie was so startled by the loud and obnoxious word that she didn't quite expect to come from him that she herself fell off the roof, screaming and bracing herself for the incoming spasm of pain from when she hit the ground...But it never came, for someone caught her. She kept her eyes shut for a few more seconds just in case. When she finally opened her eyes, she gasped to see yet another Mickey had caught her, (she had glanced back to the roof to see the first Mickey was still there). This Mickey was clearly from Galloping Gaucho with the Spanish poncho over one shoulder and a spiffy hat on his head. His eyes were also close together, much like the Plane Crazy Mickey but unlike him, this one had shoes.

"Squawk~" Suavely said from the Gaucho Mickey, and he was even giving Minnie bedroom eyes as he said it. At least he wasn't as obnoxious as the first Mickey.

"SQUAWK SQUAWK!" Plane Crazy Mickey suddenly called down from his rooftop perch. He didn't look too happy that he wasn't getting Minnie's attention anymore. The Gaucho Mickey that was holding her glanced up to mouse on the roof with an annoyed look, then said a few squawks of his own directed at him. Minnie couldn't tell what either of them were saying but it was clear they were fighting over her in their own weird way.

Then a sharp whistle was heard and both aforementioned Mickeys and Minnie turned their heads to the direction of the sound. It was the Steamboat Willie Mickey but there were two of them, one was the original from the cartoon who wore a hat but no white gloves much like the Plane Crazy and Gaucho Mickeys and he wore white shoes. While the other was the Tokyo Disneyland version who wore a black and white, striped scarf, and wore polished black shoes, and he did have white gloves.

At this point Minnie figured there would be more Mickeys to come, so she started mentally nicknaming the Mickeys that had appeared so far. The one from Plane Crazy she would simply dub "Crazy" for short. The Galloping Gaucho Mickey would of course be nicknamed, Gaucho, and the Steamboat Willie boys would each have a piece of the titled cartoon. The one in the hat would be Steamboat, and the scarfed one would be Willie.

Gaucho put Minnie down to go confront the two new coming Mickeys and this gave Minnie the chance to escape. So she hopped the fence to her own yard and ran out her front gate to find help before anymore Mickeys showed up.

But it was too late for that, much too late. For there were Mickeys of every distinct costume he's ever been famous for throughout the cartoons and throughout the parks even internationally. Of course Minnie couldn't help but start nicknaming all of them as she passed by to find Merlin, who hopefully knew or could help her figure out what was going on.

Let's see...There was Touchdown in his old fashioned football uniform, Builder could be the nickname for the one from Building a Building, with his little metal worker's hat and yellow gloves. Then there was the Mad Doctor Mickey, no choice but to call him that since there was a dwarf named Doc and the forgotten villain The Mad Doctor himself to worry about name wise. Next was Minstrel from Ye Olden Days, then Pilot from The Mail Pilot, then Two-Gun, who had his guns a blazin' down near Frontierland's entrance. After that was the Mickey from The Band Concert, who she decided to call Concerto, (for fun since there was no other way to shorten the name that it would sound right), and mind you she didn't see them in chronological order but they're being listed here as such. Anyway, Mr. Service from Mickey's Service Station was over by the Gas Station in Toontown just as Mr. Fire Brigade was over by the Fire Station apartment on Main Street. Alpine Climber was busy climbing the Matterhorn...

To spare you, dear readers, some time, let's just assume that you get it- there are Mickeys ALL OVER Disneyland. However, there were two of them, out of all the Mickeys from the cartoons and the international costumes (most prominently from Tokyo Disneyland), that she couldn't find and thought to be the most important out of the rest besides Crazy and the rest of the earliest bunch (for time traveling reasons). Sorcerer's Apprentice Mickey and the current Mickey, who shall be known as Tuxedo for now, were nowhere to be found. Then again, Minnie was too preoccupied on finding Merlin that she didn't notice that she hadn't seen either of them during her run through the park. Eventually, she did manage to find Merlin by the castle archway entrance to Fantasyland.

Merlin was rather amused by the problem since it had followed the mouse maiden. He pointed it out to her and Minnie glanced back to find that all the Mickeys she passed by in her search for Merlin had followed her. She wasn't as amused as Merlin was. Were this a dream she usually had on Fridays, she probably wouldn't mind so many Mickeys trying to get her attention, but at the moment it was a dire situation since the park needed to be open by just one of them, and all of it was making her antsy.

"Merlin this is serious! We can't have this many Mickeys running around the park, or he'll outshine everyone else to the extreme!"

"I know, I know my dear, but I can't help but think that if this was Maleficent's idea, then either she was actually going for this harmless prank, or she got some sort of time spell wrong and this was the harmless result." Merlin had laughed so hard he had to wipe a tear from his eye.

"I'm going to guess the second one, but what sort of time spell was she aiming for if THIS-" she gestured to the mass crowd full of Mickeys behind her for emphasis, "-Was the result?"

"Well I myself have two ideas on that. She might have wanted him to return to his true original form which would be that Lindy looking scamp over there," he gestured to Crazy, "And wanted him to have to start all over again hindering every one of us in the park in some strange way. Or for something like this to happen so she could pick each Mickey off one by one as her personal punching bags if you will. Starting with the most current Mick-! Oh, dear..." Merlin had a horrible thought pertaining to the current Mickey.

To explain otherwise, if Maleficent went after the Plane Crazy Mickey, then each version of Mickey after him would cease to exist, kind of like the Grandfather Paradox theory for all you time travelers' theorists out there. Maleficent, if this really is her doing, would want to see Mickey suffer, so she's going backwards in the line of the different versions of Mickey obviously starting with the most current one: Tuxedo.

"You haven't happened upon the current Mickey yet today, have you?" Merlin asked hesitantly. Minnie gave him an exasperated and disbelieving look.

"That was my original reason for finding you besides hoping you could help me out with them," she said in a slightly harsh tone as she jabbed a thumb at the Mickeys. Then Minnie got an idea, as she turned toward the crowd full of Mickeys. "Would you boys be nice enough and direct me to the Sorcerer's Apprentice?" She asked them sweetly. Grumbles from them was all she received and if the Apprentice WAS somewhere in that crowd, they were hiding him from her, not liking the fact that he would be getting special attention from her. Minnie changed tactic, since they were all being selfish gits. "If you don't, then I refuse to kiss any of you!"

Gasps came from all the Mickeys, and the ones that could talk were convincing the others that they didn't want to risk losing such a precious privilege. A majority of them stepped aside making an aisle for the Apprentice to walk down as they pointed to him and he pointed to himself shyly. Timidly, he walked down the aisle made up of his fellow incarnations of himself through the years. He wasn't sure why she chose him out of all the others but he had the feeling that it must be awfully important. When he got to her she took his hands into hers and he stiffened. Not just at being a tad bit bashful for the small physical contact with her, but also that he could feel about the thousand pairs of eyes in his likeness glaring at him in envy behind him. He didn't have the hat on his head, but Minnie knew where it was anyway and hoped that he knew as well.

"Now I need you to do a huge favor for me... I need you to get your hat and find the current Mickey, he's the one with the tuxedo coat that has tails and a yellow bow tie. Think you can manage?" She asked with complete seriousness in her voice.

The Apprentice nodded eagerly and then headed back towards ToonTown. Once he was out of sight the other Mickeys turned back to her, all of them looking at her expectantly.

From somewhere behind her, there was an exasperated sigh, and she knew her boyfriend well enough to know his voice anywhere, no matter what era it sounded like. She turned and found a lone Mickey who seemed to be the most standard looking Mickey of the black and white days, he had gloves and the white shoes, he could've been from any old cartoon, as there were a lot where he didn't wear anything different, but most importantly he could talk and seemed to be one of the few who could communicate with the ones that didn't talk.

"Just fer the record, Minnie. That mean ol' dragon lady didn't have anythin' ta do with all this." He told her humbly, toeing the ground in shyness.

"Whaddaya mean?" Minnie looked at him in bewilderment, and noticed in the corner of her eye that the other Mickeys all looked at each other nervously as if they had a big secret that they've been keeping.

"We…WE'RE all here naturally, we busted out of the vault on our own…but, PLANE CRAZY STARTED IT!" He admitted, then tattled very loudly, dashing into the crowd of his fellow incarnations in case of backlash from the perpetrator he spoke of.

A loud SQUAWK from the back of the crowd sounded as Crazy barreled through his future incarnations, sending them flying in all sorts of directions as if he were a raging something ten times bigger than he actually was. When he reached the front of the crowd closest to Minnie he looked all around for the tattle tale who ratted him out, for the lack of a better term.

Minnie pinched the bridge of her nose in astonished annoyance. The behavior of the Mickeys was unsurprising to say the least, but if someone actually told her any of this was going to happen she would have laughed in their face and never believed it. She knew she should have bought that last bottle of aspirin at the supermarket when she had the chance.