Our story opens up the local delicatessen and sandwich shop, where we see Mickey and Horace ordering some food to eat.
"Welcome to Russi's Deli and Sandwich Shop." said the cashier. "May I take your order?"
"Sure, I'll have a ham, cheese and tomato hoagie with cheese please." said Mickey.
"And I will have a turkey special." Horace added.
All of a sudden, there was a large sound at the door and someone broke inside.
"FREEZE! EVERYBODY GET DOWN!" shouted the robber. "THIS IS A ROBBERY!"
"AAAAHHHH!" Everybody screamed and the cashier fainted.
"Come on Horace, let's get outta here!" Mickey grabbed Horace.
"But Mickey, I want my sandwich!" said Horace.
As Mickey and Horace ran out, one of Mickey's pant buttons fell off.
An hour later, Mickey and Horace were eating a pizza.
"Boy, I gotta say, this is great, but not as good the sandwich shop." Horace said as he chewed on his slice of pizza.
Just then, there was a knock at the door.
"I wonder who that could be?" Mickey wondered.
Mickey came to the front door and there was the police with some handcuffs.
"Oh, hello officers? Is something wrong?" He asked them.
"Mickey Mouse, you're under arrest for grand theft deli!" the cops slapped cuffs on Mickey's wrists.
"But-but-but..." Mickey stuttered.
"Court is now in session!" said Prosecutor Pete. "The honorable Judge Kangaroo presiding!"
"Micheal Theodore Mouse, you stand accused of robbing Russi's Sandwich Shop and Delicatessen!" Judge Kangaroo slammed his gavel. "How do you plead?"
"I'm innocent!" Mickey pleaded. "You can't prove anything, you weren't even there!"
"Your honor, I present this!" the cop showed the judge a plastic baggy with Mickey's missing button. "A button from the mouse's shorts!"
"My button!" Mickey gasped.
"Aha! So you admit this is yours!" said Prosecutor Pete.
"Yes, but that doesn't mean that I robbed the shop!" Mickey said. "Doesn't that place have security cameras or something?"
"Overruled!" Kangaroo banged his gavel. "The place doesn't have security cameras! The bank cut their budget last month!"
"Then dust for fingerprints!" Mickey added.
"You're wearing gloves!" Prosecutor Pete laughed. "Mickey Mouse, I hereby sentence you to life in the state penitentiary!"
Pete laughed manically as Judge Kangaroo slammed his gavel. As the cops tried to drag Mickey away, Horace stepped up.
"Objection, your honor!" He protested. "I intend to prove that my pal, Mickey is as innocent as a little bunny!"
"You? Ha, ha, ha!" Prosecutor Pete laughed. "It is to laugh! How you prove that this vermin is innocent?"
"I assure you, judge, I can prove Mickey's innocent and do it all in the blink of an eye...or at least by the end of this episode." Horace said.
"Says who?" asked Pete.
"Me, the Great Horse Detective!" Horace boasted.
"Very well, horsey head." said Judge Kangaroo. "You have 24 hours to prove that this rodent is innocent or you'll both be behind bars!"
Horace went back to the crime scene with Chief O'Hara.
"So officer, where exactly did the store get robbed?" Horace asked the chief.
"Right there." Chief O'Hara pointed to the counter.
Taking out his trusty magnifying glass, Horace looked at the counter and the register for some evidence.
"It seems that the money was taken out of the till and the place was robbed." He observed.
"I know that, laddie." O'Hara pointed out. "Do you have any clues as to who could've stolen it?"
"Officer, please." Horace shushed O'Hara. "You're interrupting an investigation."
"Oh, sorry." O'Hara gulped.
Using his alleged expert investigation skills and trusty spyglass, Horace spots a tuft of hair. Using a set of pliers, he places the tuft of fur into a plastic baggy.
"Officer, it seems we found our first clue." He said. "It seems to be a tuft of fur."
"I see..." Chief O'Hara tapped his cheek. "We will have to get down to the lab to analyze this."
Horace and Chief O'Hara went to the crime lab and had their crime computer do an analysis on the fur. After some processing, the computer revealed it to be weasel fur.
"Weasel fur." said Horace. "So, it seems that whoever stole the money is indeed a weasel!"
"Of course!" Chief O'Hara slapped his forehead. "It was Duke Weaselton. We've been trying to catch him for years, but he's always been so sneaky."
"Well if y'all are gonna capture him, you're going to have figure out where he'll strike next!" Horace said. "Now, where would you go if you were a criminal mastermind?"
"Probably the bank." said the chief. "Either that, or some sort of sketchy part of town."
"Then that's where we are going!" Horace proclaimed. "The sketchiest part of town!"
Horace and O'Hara went to the sketchiest part of town to track down Weaselton.
"Gee, I never thought Mouseton would have such a dangerous area." Horace remarked.
"There's gotta be tons of hoodlums and ne'er do wells in this place." said Chief O'Hara. "We are never going to find that weasel."
"Oh yes we will!" Horace proclaimed. "And I know just how we can do that!"
Horace zoomed over to the nearest clothing store and came back wearing a dress and a blonde wig. He then spun around and dressed O'Hara in a dress and wig, as well.
"If there's one thing that a thief can't resist, it's two gals just wandering around in a dangerous neighborhood." He said. "All we have to do is wander around and hope he comes."
Our heroes then began skipping and prancing the streets. Just then, Weaselton jumped out of an alleyway and jumped right in front of the two.
"Gimme your purses!" Weaselton held up a gun in front of them.
"Oh help me! Help me!" Horace said in a southern belle accent. "Whatever shall we do, darling?"
"This!" Chief O'Hara said as he took out a taser from his pocket and pointed it at Weaselton.
"Aw nuts." said Weaselton.
Chief O'Hara activated his taser and zapped the criminal out cold.
"Book em, boys." He said.
"I would've gotten away with it to, if it wasn't for that meddling horse detective and that police pig!" Weaselton growled.
"Ah, tell it to the judge!" O'Hara threw Weaselton into the car. "And by the way, I'm a dog!"
Back in jail, Mickey was staring at a tray of prison food.
"Well, at least I get a meal in this dump." He thought as he played with his food.
Just then, the cell door opened.
"Alright Mr. Mouse, you're free to go." said the guard. "The real thief has been caught."
"Aha! I told you I was innocent!" Mickey exclaimed as he got out of his cell.
"And it's all thanks to me." Horace bragged.
"Oh Horace, thank you so much!" Mickey hugged Horace. "I don't know how long I was gonna last in that horrible prison! It's been ages since I've seen the world!"
"It's been twelve minutes." Chief O'Hara deadpanned.
"And so, once again, the day is saved, thanks to the Great Horse Detective!" Horace proclaimed.
"What do you mean, 'once again'?" asked Mickey. "You've never solved any cases before."
"Just trying to add some excitement to the story, buddy." Horace sighed.
THE END!
Author's Note:
Looks like the end of another adventure! But don't worry, it'll be time for another one, real soon.