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"Make a contract with me, and become a magical girl!"
-Kyubey
Outstretched a long and dark corridor. No matter how fast you were and no matter how much you ran, it went on forever, or that’s what it felt like at least. The only audible sound that could be heard was the heavy breathing and fast paced footsteps of one man, Michael J Mouse. He wasn’t sure how he got there, nor does he remember his reason for running, but he knew he had to be somewhere, and fast. His breath hitched suddenly as he saw a large door ahead of him. It towered over him like a tree in a forest, almost to an intimidating degree. He stopped in front of the door and with a deep breath, he pushed it open.
Mickey gasped at the sight before him. Buildings crumbled to the ground, and some were even thrown into the air. Rain poured from the gray sky, flooding the streets, and the wind roared as Mickey struggled to stay standing against it might. A terrifying creature floated with a twisted grin on its face. Its dress flowed in the wind as it laughed and mocked anyone that was close enough to hear.
Amidst the chaos, Mickey was able to spot the silhouette of someone on top of a building. The man stared up at the creature floating in mid air, seemingly teleporting across the buildings to get to it. Mickey watched in horror as a building suddenly crashed onto the man, only for him to immediately get up and block an incoming attack with the help of a shield on his wrist.
“That’s horrible!” Mickey shouted against the commotion
“It can’t be helped…One person can’t defeat this on their own, but he knew that and came here anyway.” Mickey turned to see a white cat-like creature sitting beside him. The little cat watched as the mystery man crashed onto a tree, before letting out a loud cry. Mickey nor the cat could hear what he was saying. “If he gives up the fight, this entire city will be destroyed. But…you have the power to change all of this.” The cat stared at Mickey “All this destruction…All this despair…You can change it if you want. The power to do so lies within you!”
Mickey looked at the cat with a glimmer of hope in his eyes “I…I can change this?” The tree branch holding up the mysterious man broke, and he began to fall into darkness. “Even someone like me can change how this ends?…” Mickey turned to the cat creature.
“Of course you can! Just make a contract with me and become a magical boy!"
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“Hey! Hey Mickey! Get up! You’re gonna be late!”
A familiar voice called out from the outside of Mickey's bedroom as he shot up in bed. He groaned rubbing his eyes “I’m up…I’m up…” He slowly got out of bed “That was a really weird dream…” He stretched with a loud groan before heading down stairs.
The smell of eggs, toast, fruit, and coffee filled the house. Felicity Fieldmouse stood behind the kitchen counter plating the food for her and her younger brother. She hummed softly to herself before she heard a yawn coming from behind her. “mmmMorning Felicity…” Mickey rubbed his eyes tiredly. His black hair was frizzed up and his eyes were still droopy. He sat at the kitchen table with a loud yawn.
“It’s about damn time you got up sleepyhead! I was standing outside that door forever before you finally woke up!” She glared daggers at her brother, clearly annoyed. “For someone who works in Hollywood, you aren’t the most punctual!” She paused and took a deep breath trying to regain her composure “Anyway…I made breakfast…”
Felicity sat the breakfast plate in front of Mickey, as he struggled to keep his head up. “Awwww Fefe…You didn’t have to do that.” Mickey smiled at his sister as he began to enjoy the food she prepared for him.
“Don’t call me Fefe…It’s the least I can do. You are letting me stay here after all.” Felicity took a seat across from her brother and began to eat as well.
“Well I can’t just let my sister not have a home…I know things haven’t been easy since your divorce and the lack of stories to go around…”
Felicity sighed softly “Yes it has been bothersome. I know Frank meant well by offering me to stay with him, but I didn’t want to get in the way of him and his new wife. Morty and Ferdie also seem to enjoy her company, and I don’t want to get in the way of that.” She picked up their dishes. Mickey began to help her clean up, when he finally got a look at the clock. 9:30am.
“Oh no! I’m gonna be late!” Mickey immediately ran out to the kitchen.
Felicity just laughed behind him “He’d forget his head if it wasn’t attached.”
After a frantic wardrobe change and some hygienic practices, Mickey grabbed his bag and shoes “Bye Felicity! I’ll see you tonight!” He rushed out the door faster than you could say ‘Hot Dog!’
“Bye! Say hi to Donald and Goofy for me!” Felicity waved him off, and watched her brother hurry off towards the studio.