Mickey Mouse Clubhouse: Wizard Pete Novels & Stories

It was dangerous, fast and exhilarating. I slowed to a stop as we got to the destination. It was where I was meant to see Thaddeus McPherson— Pete's father. It was a nightclub called The Clit. It was a terrible name for a club and a lazy attempt at creativity. There was a purple neon sign with a lewd depiction of a clitoris that blinked severally. This was just poor marketing. "The Clit?" Yulia asked with an amused frown as she pulled off her helmet.

He looked up as I stepped out, his thick brows rising high on his head. “Uh oh. Boss! A chick got past Cindy!” He yelled. “Hey, lady. If you’re looking for Mickey-poo, he’s laying pipe in Florida this weekend. Pick up your stalking next week.” “Mickey’s going to skip toon town to hit pound town with Minnie,” one of the bright-shirted guys chuckled, then took a swig of his beer, then licked his lips, staring me up and down. “If it’s just some pipe you need laid, I got the tools you could use,” he wiggled his eyebrows.

WILD HOGS MOTORCYCLE CLUB. President, (Mr Finn) Vice president. (Carl) Enforcer. (Mason) Sergeant at arms. (Henry) Secretary (Jade) Assistant secretary (Taylor) Treasurer. (Roger) Assistant Treasurer. (Kate) Road captain (Marco) And Other members……… Mild laughter, chatters, and chuckles burst from the Wild Hogs clubhouse. Blaring rock music with strong beats spilled the enormous club, pulsating the throbbing energy that radiated from within, and some members danced in pairs with drinks in hand.

Peterman piped in before Dennis could speak. " Yes Dennis, thank God Ace was there just in time," Mr. Peterman said. They spent the next few minutes chatting happily until someone cleared his throat. All eyes moved to the direction and they saw Ace walking inside with a huge Mickey Mouse stuffie. "Uncle Damion.....you brought Mickey with you," Dennis squealed in excitement. " Yes little guy, Mickey is here to tell you to get well soon and not give mummy too much trouble," Damian said, handing the toy to Dennis.

Mj tried her best to sound demure and innocent. The club owner brought Mj’s palm up to his mouth and purred as he began to run his tongue and lips over the surface of her knuckles. Mj fought the urge to vomit as he smiled down at her, “please call me Casper, little pet.” Mj’s eyes shot up to his, and she smiled as wide as possible, “like the friendly ghost?” she squeaked and the air around her erupted in the dull roar of laughter. “Yes pet, I’m your friendly ghost,” Casper pured from behind her hand and Mj bit her lip seductively as the large club owner roamed his eyes over her barely covered body once more.//

Jordan POV. Micah was starting to calm down, being in the club isn't that bad at all, the club is really fun actually, I got him to sit down with me and got him some juice along with some colouring pictures, he chose the one of a train, Ash who's not feeling little or at least that's what she's saying is colouring a wolf and finally Kiara, the official little in the family is colouring a gree fish this time, at least a green fish isn't that weird.

He knew exactly which strings to pull to get his way. Ten minutes later, I pulled up outside the Black Horse Pub in a cab, the bass from the music inside vibrating through the street. I shoved my hands into my jacket pockets and walked into the bar, smelling of stale beer and sweat. It didn't take long to find him. Maverick was sitting at a booth near the back, his head leaning against the wall, looking completely out of it. I walked over and tapped his shoulder hard. "Get up, let's go." Mave blinked up at me, his eyes heavy and slightly bloodshot. A slow, goofy smirk spread across his face when he recognized me. "Look at that. My favorite tutor actually came."

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She had her morals. Taking the driving seat, she drove Pete to the Singers' mansion. As soon as Pete got out of the car, he noticed the bustling atmosphere. Looking around, he saw that the usual red balloon that hung in the wind to the east of the mansion, always reminding him of Lucas, was gone. He quickly ran over, only to find that the entire playground was nowhere to be found. He stood there, dumbfounded and in disbelief. Housekeeper Win came over, sighing dejectedly. She knew this would happen. "Young Master Pete, don't be sad. Your dad has built an even bigger and better playground for you."

mumbled Sumico. “As you can see… I’m in the senior high school – the first year…” continued Pete Jupiter. “Oh, so you’re in the same grade with my elder sister, aren’t you?” asked Sumico a bit more inquisitively. “What’s your sister’s name?” Pete Jupiter asked her back. “Wenny… Wenny Kammal Lowie…” “Same grade, but different class, Sumico. She’s in the class next door. However, she’s my treasurer in the students’ council of senior high school.” Pete Jupiter gave an eloquent answer.