Diana wrote there.
Warning, I really rocked out these toons so beware lol*
"Minnie, please, calm down," said Mickey fixing his suspenders.
"No, Mickey! You said we were gonna have better than this years ago!" she said nagging and smoked a cigarette giving him a cold look.
"I told you, Donnie and I are working on it, these things take some time," he said and went to grab his wallet, keys and cell phone. "I think I'm gonna go to stay with my mom and dad for a few nights," Minnie said ashing the cigarette in the ashtray. Mickey took a deep breath.
"Okay, you go do that. I am so tired of this shit, all you ever do is get on my case. Go stay with your parents, Mortimer can have you back, I know you've been a slut with him on several occasions. Damn, you're ungrateful, I have busted my ass since May 15th 1928 and we're not even officially married!" he snapped at her before leaving the house and slamming the door. He took a look back and sighed. "Oh fuck it." He got in his car and called Donald.
"Hello?" Donald said.
"Donnie I'm on my way. Be ready, lets do that Vegas gambling thing like the Wolfpack," Mickey said.
"Alright!" Donald replied excitedly, "Wait, Minnie's letting you go?"
"Man, fuck Minnie!" said Mickey heading over to him.
Mickey grabbed a beer out of Donald's fridge and kicked back on the sofa with his feet up lazily. He held his head as Donald watched some prank videos on YouTube. "We should do that! YouTube!" Mickey said burping loudly, "Start recording, Donnie let's just get stupid and see how many views we get!"
"But we're owned by so many entities, Mick, we're kinda stuck with them and if they see this..," said Donald in a scared tone.
"So we'll force them to let us go!" said Mickey laughing.
"Okay!" said Donald excitedly, "Let's film the rest of the day and night and go live!"
"Yeah, I'm tired of this stupid kid friendly crap already...and I'm sure Daisy is getting an earful right now from Minnie..." said Mickey rolling his eyes.
"Fuck Daisy, she doesn't put out anymore, we're not even speaking, she lives in San Diego now with Howard the duck apparently," Donald said bitterly and grabbing a beer.
"Hey, lets go live right now...we'll just go postal and see where it takes us," said Mickey kinda buzzed.
"Okay!" replied Donald excitedly and going live on YouTube.
Donald sat by Mickey and they made a toast with their beer bottles.
"To a new life!" Mickey said. Donald nodded and smiled.
Clank went the glass. They drank and goofed off. Within an hours they had 800, 000 live viewers and subscribers and it was climbing fast.
"Yeah, Minnie's a bitch, Daisy's a bitch," said Mickey buzzed and burping tossing a beer can into the trash from the couch.
"Nicely done!" said Donald seeing him make it like a hoop. "Let's get some action tonight!
Remember how much fun we had before the girls?" Donald asked looking at his computer screen buzzed. "We have 894, 000 viewers already!" said Donald. He glanced at the chat room in the and freaked out. "Roxxi and Cloe are watching us!" Donald said looking at Mickey with huge eyes.
Mickey choked on the smoke from the joint Donald passed to him. "Oh my god the things I would do to Roxxi!" Mickey said biting his fist, "Bratz are hotter than four alarm fires, I've had a hella bad crush on Roxxi for forever..."
"Cloe is red hot!" Donald said pretty buzzed and taking the joint Mickey passed with eyes that were slits and a joker grin.
"Let's get an Uber and go get some Chinese food from Mr.Chow and lets get on the road!" said Donald starting the live stream from his cell phone so they could let the whole world see them hit the town for little bits at a time since he was allowed 8 hours on a live stream. "Hey tell them Bratz to meet us there if they can," said Mickey with a wicked grin. "They're watching us now," said Donald reminding him and typing a message to Cloe so she and Roxxi could meet up with them.
After they chowed down, made a mess and spazed out, They came down a bit Donald and Mickey decided to go to a walk in Dispensary and re-up their Canna loot. As they entered the doors Mickey's cell went off. Mickey looked down at it and laughed.
"It's Rob, should I answer it?" he asked Donald. "Fuck him! Hell No!" said Donald as his feathers ruffled at the thought of Robert Igler. Mickey dodged the call and let it go to voicemail. Call after call to the both of them from Robert who was on fire in text messages and voicemails. Minnie and Daisy were frantically texting the both of them as they ignored the world and bought their loot of Cannabis. Donald got a text from one of his friends who said the Bratz girls wanted them to go party at The Palms.
"They have The Empathy suite!" said Donald fist bumping Mickey as they grinned wickedly. "Fuck yeah, tell them we're on our way..." said Mickey kicking back in the back seat.
"Dude we haven't had this much fun since 1927!" said. Their cell phones blew up but Donnie kept recording the live broadcast from the backseat of the Uber as they headed to Vegas.
Donald ended the broadcast to charge his cell and take a break. Donald knew they had several million viewers now loving it and freaking out and more would come in these little breaks to see what happens when they return. They got nothing but support comments from their community and even huge YouTubers were watching and making love and hate videos about them. It was all the buzz and Mickey couldn't stop smiling as he cued up American Gods season 1 on his phone. They watched and then Mickey reached into the Dispensary bag and looked at these wonderful candies that mocked Sour Patch Kids. Canna Patch kids. He dangled the pouch in front of Donald.
Donald ended the broadcast to charge his cell and take a break. Donald knew they had several million viewers now loving it and freaking out and more would come in these little breaks to see what happens when they return. They got nothing but support comments from their community and even huge YouTubers were watching and making love and hate videos about them. It was all the buzz and Mickey couldn't stop smiling as he cued up American Gods season 1 on his phone. They watched and then Mickey reached into the Dispensary bag and looked at these wonderful candies that mocked Sour Patch Kids. Canna Patch kids. He dangled the pouch in front of Donald.
"Fuck yeah!" Donald said as they tore into the pouch knowing they had about another 2 hours until they got to the hotel. Just enough time for them to kick in. "
That Goth chick that made these, Diana..." said Mickey giggling, "I so wanted to nail her in that back room they had." Donald looked down at his garments and eyed Mickey's with hatred. "We need to stop off and get some more modern clothes, don't care if it's the Goodwill, we can't see the girls like this," he said. "Right?!" said Mickey.
They were high as kite and stopped into the nearest Target by the hotel they could find. Mickey choose a baggy black Deadpool hoodie and got black jeans. He chose boots that looked similar to Doc Martens style. It would do for now. Donald choose a White Superman Hoodie with dark blue jeans and Timberland looking boots. Mickey completed his look with a wallet chain. The store was going wild they were there. Many rushing for autographs and selfies. They signed happily. Some ladies even wanted their tits signed and they took selfies with Donald who sucked on their bare breasts and they snapped a pic for their social media. The manager of the store was furious kicking them out after they paid for their new clothes. Mickey put the old clothes in a bag as they ran out to their Uber driver with fans going wild behind them and planned to burn them for their new audience of 250 Million subscribers.They were kings and they knew it. They were hounded by fans coming out of the store running to their Uber.
They arrived at The Palms and knocked at the door of The hotel suite obliterated by the edibles Diana gave to them knowing cartoons could handle it. All but Roger Rabbit. Cloe answered the door with a warm smile.
They were high as kite and stopped into the nearest Target by the hotel they could find. Mickey choose a baggy black Deadpool hoodie and got black jeans. He chose boots that looked similar to Doc Martens style. It would do for now. Donald choose a White Superman Hoodie with dark blue jeans and Timberland looking boots. Mickey completed his look with a wallet chain. The store was going wild they were there. Many rushing for autographs and selfies. They signed happily. Some ladies even wanted their tits signed and they took selfies with Donald who sucked on their bare breasts and they snapped a pic for their social media. The manager of the store was furious kicking them out after they paid for their new clothes. Mickey put the old clothes in a bag as they ran out to their Uber driver with fans going wild behind them and planned to burn them for their new audience of 250 Million subscribers.They were kings and they knew it. They were hounded by fans coming out of the store running to their Uber.
They arrived at The Palms and knocked at the door of The hotel suite obliterated by the edibles Diana gave to them knowing cartoons could handle it. All but Roger Rabbit. Cloe answered the door with a warm smile.
"They're here!" she called excitedly to Roxxi who rushed out in a robe and had wet hair from swimming in the giant pool. She held her hand out to Mickey with a mesmerized smile as he shook her hand.
It's an honor Mister Mouse, really," said Roxxi looking him up and down with a smile. "You look good," she said blushing. "Yeah, it was time to ditch those threads,"
Mickey said as cool as James Dean. Donald was lead on to the patio by Cloe who took his free hand. Donald kept filming them with the cell in the other.
"You're voice is different, but I like it!" Roxxi said to Mickey blushing again. "Oh we're all told to fake our voices real high," said Mickey taking her hand in his. He was glad to ditch that voice. Hated the high pitch crap they always made him talk in to be kid friendly. She blushed and took his hands and led him to the patio with her friend.
Donald, who now had Cloe on his lap on a lounger and the cell on a kickstand from a table in front of them filming them for all to see. He'd peck playfully at her cleavage and she'd laugh cutely. Mickey knew Minnie was watching with her off and on again Ex. He sat down on the chair next to Donald so he could be seen in the video with Roxxi. Donald knew Daisy was watching with Howard and gave Mickey a knowing smile and nod. Roxxi took her robe off to reveal her smoking hot tight body with a skimpy string bikini. He smiled and put his arm around her waist and laid a kiss on her that made her moan. 450 million subscribers in one day.
They've probably long past made it to every news outlet with mixed reactions. Mickey sat back with this fine young beauty on his lap who was captivated by her large eyes that twinkled with excitement. They bashed on the dumb cartoons they, now, used to make with the Bratz girls and answered some questions from the chat room. They watched their numbers climb. Seth Rogen had already contacted them to make a comedy.
"Robert said we're fired," said Donald to Mickey laughing with Cloe who ruffled the feathers on his head and made out with him live.
"Am I fired baby?" Mickey asked Roxxi running a ringer down her spine and grabbed her close.
"Nope!" she said with a sweet grin kissing him.
"Deals, books, interviews, Subscribers, and the list goes on and on," said Cloe as Donald started laughing. Donald and Cloe were ready to go head off to her Master Bedroom in the suite.
"Okay, well that's it for tonight, guys, tune in tomorrow when Mickey and I take these two girls out for a night on the town here, live from Las Vegas! Byeeeeee!" he said and gave a wicked quack and cut it for the night. Donald and Cloe headed for her private room. Mickey stood up with Roxxi in his arms. She giggled a little.
"I didn't know a Mouse could be so strong!" she gasped with a smile. "Strong and Long, Baby girl, there's a lot you don't know about me.." he said and walked with her, still in his arms to her master bedroom.
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