GUYS!!! I WAS ABLE TO GET UP AND EAT DINNER WITH MY FAMILY :3
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GUYS!!! I WAS ABLE TO GET UP AND EAT DINNER WITH MY FAMILY :3
Fen and Emi got engaged. I may now die in peace (until they’re married) /silly. Seriously the video was so wholesome :D
Heyyy you can't die of cuteness yet, who's gonna traumatize the party?
(besides Liliana, and doctor mead.... and me.... and the discord.... And the tumblr.... And the fanfiction accounts.... And fehnir.... and-)
Minnie’s Rival
(This takes place in the Mickey Mouse Works universe. Also, I would like to thank @infernothechaosgod for inspiration and helping me create this)
It was a sunny day, and below the green valleys and near the river shore, lies the world’s favorite mousy couple who were setting up for a picnic. Although, this time will be different, Mickey had invited a special friend to come along.
“Oh my, I hope your friend isn’t late!” Minnie said as she was putting out the last of the paper plates and utensils.
“Yeah… They should be here any minute.” Mickey said while looking at his watch.
Just then, as if summoned by mention; a sleek black convertible zipped over the hills zooming into a swerve drifting sideways about to hit Minnie’s car!
Luckily, in one dramatic stop, it barely missed and was parked right beside it.
Minnie looked on in horror, realizing the mouse inside the car was a woman. She wore a tight and shiny black dress with heels to match, and wore her blonde hair in a chic bob with a small swoop at the top for bangs.
It was quite… much for a picnic.
Minnie stared daggers as she ran from her car and into Mickey’s arms, quite touchy if you asked her.
“Oh Mickey-wicky, I’m so happy to see you!” She squealed, her voice was very cutesy and baby-like.
“Nice to see you too Ingrid…” Mickey awkwardly chuckled, knowing Minnie would have some reservations about their interaction.
“Ahem.”
“O-Oh! Ingrid-“ he gently pushed her off, “I’d like you to meet my girlfriend Minnie.”
Ingrid looked at Minnie, her wide smile decreased ever so slightly. Despite that, it was still as wide as ever.
“Oh! You must be Mickey’s friend Minnie!” She firmly (perhaps too firmly) took Minnie’s hands.
“Wow, your hands are so strong and manly! I guess I shouldn’t expect any less from a farmer!”
“Farmer…?”
“Mickey has told me so much about you and your little bow shop, reminds me of my own clothing company; Bree Chic!”
“Bree Chic? Really?”
“She inherited it from her family.” Mickey chimed in, Ingrid immediately put her hand on his chest and leaned in close.
“That’s quite high end, you must come from a very nice upbringing..” Minnie said, desperately trying to hide her burning hatred behind a smile.
Mickey looked at the end of the picnic table.
“Oh shoot, I forgot the cooler! I’ll go back and get it, you ladies behave yourselves!” Mickey half-joked.
“We will Mickey! I love her already!” Ingrid yelled while she playfully pulled Minnie by her collar, making the two incredibly close.
When Mickey was fully tended to his car- THUD!
She dropped Minnie immediately.
“Oops, seems like I littered.” Ingrid’s shreeky voice had completely vanished, it was now more akin to a femme fatale; deep and cunning with a flirty edge.
“Excuse me?!”
“You heard me farmer. Ugh, I can’t believe Mickey is dating a runt like you.”
“A runt?!” Minnie sprung from the ground, scrunching up her sleeve and getting ready for a punch.
“Ah, ah, ah, no hitting~ You heard Mickey, he wants us to get along remember? And you don’t want to act nasty in front of him, do you?”
“I-You- Oh, Alright!”
“That’s a good farmer.” She pinched Minnie’s cheek, like she was a misbehaving child.
“Hiya girls!” Mickey came back rolling a cooler.
“Havin’ fun?”
“Oh we’re having so much fun Mickey! Your friend is so interesting!”
“Well I’m glad Ingrid! Wanna drink?”
“Oh, do I!”
She looked around the cooler while humming much louder than necessary.
“Oooo, pretty!”
Her ditzy facade was layered on so thick, it felt like that was the point. As if Minnie or Mickey were too stupid to realize it was fake. Unfortunately, it did successfully fool one of the two.
The soda she picked was a bright red fruit punch, she popped off tap- SPLASH!
In one jerky movement, she stained Minnie’s dress.
“Oops, sorry Minnie..” she pouted.
“It’s… fine. Ingrid.” Minnie said through gritted teeth.
“Oh my gosh! Here Minnie have some napkins!” Mickey tried to pat her dry, but the damage has already been done, and her blue dress had a large red stain on it.
Ingrid gave her a sly grin, this was going to be one long picnic.
“Uh, I’m gonna go grill the hotdogs, you girls can just sit and wait at the bench.”
“Okay Mickey!” Ingrid responded, Minnie was too busy being mortified and furious.
…
Ingrid and Minnie sat on opposite sides of the table, glaring at each other. Keeping their legs crossed to avoid any “accidental” kicks from their opponent.
“Alright, the hotdogs are done! Who wants one?”
“I’ll have one first!” Minnie said, as soon as she uncrossed her legs- BAM!
“Ouch!”
Ingrid gave her a swift kick under that table!
“Minnie! Are you ok?”
“Y-yes, I’m fine, an ugly little ant must’ve bitten me. That’s all.” She rubbed her leg, trying to smooth the pain.
“I’ll get one Mickey!” Ingrid grabbed her plate and skipped her way to the grill.
“Gee, you really know how to work a grill huh?”
“Well, thanks Ingrid, Walt taught me!.”
“Really? You’re so manly, I love a man who cooks~”
“Oh, stop.” Mickey said bashfully.
Her anger had reached a boiling point, who does she think is?! There had to been a way to get rid of her, but how? Minnie looked at the soda on the table, Ingrid never took a sip, she then looked at the hot sauce perched next to the ketchup and mustard.
Perfect.
…
All three of them were seated now, Mickey did most of the conversation while Ingrid dreamily listened, Minnie was waiting more than listening. She became more and more impatient, Ingrid hasn’t touched her drink in ages, she thought of a plan.
“Mickey dear?”
“Yes Minnie?”
Ingrid’s infatuated demeanor dropped immediately.
“I think Ingrid should do a toast, she is our guest after all!”
“That’s a great idea Minnie! Whatta think Ingrid?”
“Um..”
Minnie looked at her with the most blankest and unwavering smile. It clearly made Ingrid uncomfortable.
“S-sure! Why not?”
She stood up and cleared her throat, Minnie couldn’t wait to hear the very inspiring and intelligent things that she’ll bumble about.
“I would like to toast to Mickey, for inviting me to this wonderful picnic!” She declared while raising her soda.
Huh, that wasn’t what Minnie expected at all.
“A toast!”
“A toast!” Mickey repeated, while raising his drink in the air.
“A.. toast.” Minnie followed.
They all sat and drunk their drinks, Ingrid smacked her lips and gave her soda a disgusted look.
“Um, Mickey, when did you get this?”
Today, why? Is there somethin’ wrong?”
“It tastes-“ Her mouth puckered, her face gotten hot red.
“Something wrong Ingrid? You don’t look too well…” Minnie said, trying to sound concerned.
Ingrid shook like rocket ready for take off, sweat poured from her, the moment she opened her mouth- WOOOSH a mighty flame roared from her gapping maw she oh so desperately ran to the river for the hydrating sensation of ice cool water, she dived in and came out a loud sizzle.
CHOMP! Out flew a screeching mouse with an angry fish biting her back side! She landed on shore pulling the fish yelling “get it off, get it off, get it off!” RIIIIIP!
She looked behind her and immediately put her hand behind her back, finally met with the humiliating reality in front of her.
“Ingrid.. are you ok?” Mickey gently asked.
“I’m fine. I need to go. Now.” Her face was in a wide crazed smile.
She dashed to her car and hopped in then zoomed off like the way she came!
“Whatta think that was about?” Mickey asked.
“I don’t know.” Minnie shrugged.
The two went on with their picnic and enjoyed each other’s company, beneath the green valleys and near the river shore.
The end.
I am old :>
I've been thinking about this for quite some time now.
I'm a cradled-catholic and I would totally be down to try and answer or discuss some Catholic related questions from anyone here. There are no such thing as bad or dumb questions.
This could be a great way to clear up any confusion on certain practices and why we believe what we believe.
I do not by any means have ALL the answers but I am willing to dig deep and help others find them!
sure i am afab but that can stop me from cross dressing as a femboy on the forth of july :3
https://x.com/chelsealeite/status/2073444105653194784?s=46
Good news all around
