Disney Epic Mickey 3 Novels & Stories

Cain Cadell I knew moving to Midwick was a good start. The town held a strong connection to almost all kinds of supernatural, it only made sense that I make it the place I rule from. I know I still have plenty of fights, maybe even wars, before I become a Lycan. "Perhaps tonight you'll finally find your mate." Daniel Braxton, my Beta and best friend, said as he came to stand next to me on the balcony. "You haven't lost hope yet?" I shook my head, "I will be thirty in a few months, Daniel. No wolf goes that long without their mate if they were ever meant to have one."

“What day is it today?” “It’s the day after Wednesday and the day before Friday which is Thursday. It’s Thursday all day long until midnight.” “Very good. Who are the people in this room with you today?” “Sister, Doc Harper Harper Harper, and Mickey Mouse.” “Is Mickey Mouse a person or a cartoon?” “Mickey Mouse is a cartoon in Disney and he’s a man over there in the corner and he likes my sister. I saw him looking at her with sparkling eyes.” “Oh my god,” I whisper. I stare at the floor, knowing there’s no way I can stop this freight train. When Jersey gets on a roll, no one can stop him. No one who doesn’t want a giant tantrum on their hands can, anyway.

Mickey stood in the center of the sacred circle, his fifteen-year-old frame trembling with anticipation and barely contained energy that seemed to make the very air around him shimmer. I watched from the edge of the clearing, my arms wrapped protectively around my younger children—eight-year-old Emma and six-year-old Daniel, both born in the years of relative peace that had followed Mickey's arrival. Emma had my green eyes and her father's determination, while Daniel possessed Mickey's unusual perceptiveness and an empathy that seemed to extend to every living creature he encountered. "Is Mickey going to be okay, Mama?" Emma whispered, her small hand clutching mine with surprising strength.

The movie was good, but the 3 of them ended up falling asleep before the movie ended. At 6 am, Micky gets out of bed, does his morning rituals, gets dressed, kisses Kat and Alex on the lips, making them mumble words he doesn't understand, and goes out to the kitchen, where the shewolves were preparing breakfast for the pack. They show him their neck, something he still hasn't gotten used to. Coffee, orange juice, eggs, bacan, toast and pieces of various fruits are placed in front of you, and a stack of hot pancakes, with butter and maple syrup. Micky eats everything with an appetite, says goodbye to the girls and goes to the training court.

Micky chuckled as he rubbed the bump on the back of his head. “I think we all are, may want to wear hearing protection tonight Micky, your room is next to hers after all.” Dominic led Okimi into the house as Micky slammed the door to the SUV, his frustration was still close to the surface as his claws crimped the bodywork leaving four distinct dents.

Mickey said. "Arrgghh, let go of me!" They both yelled, but we didn't drop them until we got to the Mickey and Minnie Runaway, where their eyes suddenly lit up at the sight of it, and they jumped off and headed straight there while I let out a loud sigh of relief. I began my picture job again as I captured all their happy moves in the Runaway. Then we headed to the Chip N Dale's Gadgetcoaster. Emelia's call suddenly came in, and I wondered why she was calling me. Did she perhaps think I had already kidnapped her kids and run away? Wanting to make her tense, I decided not to pick up her call and declined it while I continued taking the pictures.

Mickey asked. He showed them the picture he’d snapped on his phone. They all started giggling. He’d written the words “send help” in huge letters across the back yard. Em shook her head at him. “You really ain’t right sir.” She told him, as she often did. He smirked and winked. Then … as he often did…. He booped her on the nose. Then he ran outside a second time to measure again and came back in and yelled “Seven inches!!!!”

“What’s the point, Polly? I am tied to a chain. I won’t be able to reach them. They will just laugh at me. Besides, They’ve become my friends also. Like that huge one that just passed by, that’s Mickey.” “Mickey Mouse?” “Haha, yes! You don’t need to go to Disneyland to see him!… Come to think of it, you and Mickey are just about the same size!” Polly turned his head away and pretended to be hurt. “I’m just kidding, Polly. I’m sorry!” Polly turned to Pilita smiling. “I was just kidding, too. I knew you are just teasing me!” “Right!”

I facepalm internally. “I’m sorry, I just… I… Can I leave? I’ll come another time to— I’ll go get new ones…” I stammer. “No. Clean up this mess immediately.” “But sir—“ “What have I told you about buts, Minnie Mouse?” Ah yes, the only form of humor Scott has is calling me that nickname. Other than that, he is as cold as ice and very inconsiderate. “I’ll clean it right away.” Minutes later, I'm cleaning up his office while he and this woman switch positions every five minutes.

Mikey said, “eets picha, picha dwaddee. Naw Mwikey is hangwey.” Mikey turned his head and smiled the moment his cute little eyes locked on me. “Wuna!” he shouted, but not loud enough to disturb a lot of people. Just loud enough to be scolded by his father. “Oops, sworree,” he said as he got down off the chair and started running towards me.