Disney Weasel Novels & Stories

That woman belonged in a psychiatric hospital because she was clearly delusional. Elias put his hand on Lola her shoulder, “Just let her continue. Can’t be any harm in that.” Feline gave him a grateful look, “Thank you, Elias. I know it all sounds crazy. Anyway, recently there have been a lot of incidents that make us suspect that those species still exist somewhere. What we need from you is to find out if they do. You will look for them for a year and whether you find them or not after that year each of you will receive a million dollars.”

Weasel said, and produced his bank card and house keys. “Thanks, Weasel,” Jake said and smiled. “Why do they call you Weasel?” Weasel grimaced and chuckled. “Apparently I’m as ugly as a fucking weasel.” Jake laughed. The man looked like one of those surfer types, sun-streaked blonde hair, chocolate brown eyes and it was easy to spot that he worked out. “Yeah, I agree,” Jake said, and Weasel laughed. “I also don’t know when to keep my nose out of someone’s business,” he said.