07-15-2015, 10:08 AM
Minnie Mouse sighed. Alone once more.
Minutes after their arrival in the Tangled Green, it happened again. Her husband always had a penchant for noble exploration; Mickey, like, thought it was his job to investigate any situation that looked even the slightest bit sour. The lady mouse supposed he had a bit of a hero complex. This simultaneously annoyed her and made her fall even more deeply in love with him every time he ran off to solve someone else’s issues.
Right now, though, she felt more irritation than anything. Their reunion had been so sweet—together at last, after a too-long separation—and he still had run off at the first sight of someone in trouble. The remnants of a mysterious looking forest fire had been too much for him to resist, she supposed, and so now she made the walk to Ambrosia all by lonesome.
It wasn’t that she was worried about him; no, far from it. She knew that Mickey could handle himself, despite the fact that they surely had Empire hunters on their tails by now. He had grown stronger during his time in the Omniverse than he ever had been back home, she could feel it, and so she knew that whatever adversaries made their way into his path, he would be able to take them. No, this annoyance stemmed from pure selfishness; she wanted to see him, goshdarnit, and he’d run away.
Luckily, by the time he had darted off with Simba, the walk to Ambrosia was almost done anyway. Minnie walked for maybe fifteen minutes before the cute little town appeared on the horizon.
The picturesque Ambrosia fit nicely with the beauty of the Tangled Green. All around the city, a great forest bordered it, filled with trees that were greener than any other shade of green Minnie had ever seen. Well, at least she’d have pretty things to look at during her stay here.
Just outside the town, a few strange-looking beings were on clean-up crew. From the looks of it, an attack of some sort—orcs, Minnie guessed—had just occurred. The thought sent chills up her spine… she had no desire to be in the center of a war with the orc tribes of the Tangled Green, which she’d heard were more vicious than Camelot’s, but she possessed little choice.
A little while later, her journey was over as she passed, finally, into the city limits of Ambrosia. The town ruled by this ‘Princess Guu’ struck her immediately with its inherent beauty—its buildings looked rather sophisticated in architecture, something Minnie admired. And they were pretty cute, to boot.
The people shuffled around her, occasionally sparing a glance for the Queen. Her long, red dress flowed magnificently behind her as she walked through the town, hopefully signifying her affluence and importance. For good measure, the lady mouse reached up and adjusted her tiara, making sure it sat in the proper location to catch the sun’s rays. The sparkle would get someone’s attention, hopefully.
She wandered around the little town for a while without as much as an idle glance. The people shuffled around her, weighed down, it seemed, by other problems. Minnie decided to head toward the center of town—if this Princess Guu could be found anywhere, the lady mouse supposed that would be it. Surely at least one of her high-ranking officers would be around.
Besides, around that area, the Queen could see a palace rising higher than the rest of the buildings. Perhaps that was where Princess Guu made her home?
Her journey was quickly interrupted, though, when she turned a corner and saw a group of black-cloaked figures filing quickly through the streets of Ambrosia.
Oh no, the lady mouse thought, remembering the similar-looking cloaks of the Organization XIII members who had held her captive. Very quickly, she slipped back around the corner from whence she’d come and ducked into a space between two buildings, hiding as the intimidating-looking hooded people marched past her. She could not tell if the woman at the front of the pack had spotted her; if she had, she had paid no mind to the Queen, for the whole group of mysterious individuals continued their trek out of the city.
Strange, Minnie shrugged, peeking around the side of one of the buildings and watching as the group headed toward the surrounding forest. She was safe, for now.
“Uhm, excuse me miss?”
Minnie straightened up with a start. One of the strange little creatures had finally noticed her, right when she had been trying not to be noticed. She smoothed out the wrinkles in her ruby-red dress. “…yes?”
“Uhm,” the little thing stammered nervously, “…why are you hiding back there?”
“Beside the point,” Minnie muttered. She cleared her throat, stepping out into the street. Her back straightened, she put on her best, most queenly voice and declared:
“My name is Minnie Mouse. I have been invited here by Princess Guu and would like to be taken to her immediately.”
Minutes after their arrival in the Tangled Green, it happened again. Her husband always had a penchant for noble exploration; Mickey, like, thought it was his job to investigate any situation that looked even the slightest bit sour. The lady mouse supposed he had a bit of a hero complex. This simultaneously annoyed her and made her fall even more deeply in love with him every time he ran off to solve someone else’s issues.
Right now, though, she felt more irritation than anything. Their reunion had been so sweet—together at last, after a too-long separation—and he still had run off at the first sight of someone in trouble. The remnants of a mysterious looking forest fire had been too much for him to resist, she supposed, and so now she made the walk to Ambrosia all by lonesome.
It wasn’t that she was worried about him; no, far from it. She knew that Mickey could handle himself, despite the fact that they surely had Empire hunters on their tails by now. He had grown stronger during his time in the Omniverse than he ever had been back home, she could feel it, and so she knew that whatever adversaries made their way into his path, he would be able to take them. No, this annoyance stemmed from pure selfishness; she wanted to see him, goshdarnit, and he’d run away.
Luckily, by the time he had darted off with Simba, the walk to Ambrosia was almost done anyway. Minnie walked for maybe fifteen minutes before the cute little town appeared on the horizon.
The picturesque Ambrosia fit nicely with the beauty of the Tangled Green. All around the city, a great forest bordered it, filled with trees that were greener than any other shade of green Minnie had ever seen. Well, at least she’d have pretty things to look at during her stay here.
Just outside the town, a few strange-looking beings were on clean-up crew. From the looks of it, an attack of some sort—orcs, Minnie guessed—had just occurred. The thought sent chills up her spine… she had no desire to be in the center of a war with the orc tribes of the Tangled Green, which she’d heard were more vicious than Camelot’s, but she possessed little choice.
A little while later, her journey was over as she passed, finally, into the city limits of Ambrosia. The town ruled by this ‘Princess Guu’ struck her immediately with its inherent beauty—its buildings looked rather sophisticated in architecture, something Minnie admired. And they were pretty cute, to boot.
The people shuffled around her, occasionally sparing a glance for the Queen. Her long, red dress flowed magnificently behind her as she walked through the town, hopefully signifying her affluence and importance. For good measure, the lady mouse reached up and adjusted her tiara, making sure it sat in the proper location to catch the sun’s rays. The sparkle would get someone’s attention, hopefully.
She wandered around the little town for a while without as much as an idle glance. The people shuffled around her, weighed down, it seemed, by other problems. Minnie decided to head toward the center of town—if this Princess Guu could be found anywhere, the lady mouse supposed that would be it. Surely at least one of her high-ranking officers would be around.
Besides, around that area, the Queen could see a palace rising higher than the rest of the buildings. Perhaps that was where Princess Guu made her home?
Her journey was quickly interrupted, though, when she turned a corner and saw a group of black-cloaked figures filing quickly through the streets of Ambrosia.
Oh no, the lady mouse thought, remembering the similar-looking cloaks of the Organization XIII members who had held her captive. Very quickly, she slipped back around the corner from whence she’d come and ducked into a space between two buildings, hiding as the intimidating-looking hooded people marched past her. She could not tell if the woman at the front of the pack had spotted her; if she had, she had paid no mind to the Queen, for the whole group of mysterious individuals continued their trek out of the city.
Strange, Minnie shrugged, peeking around the side of one of the buildings and watching as the group headed toward the surrounding forest. She was safe, for now.
“Uhm, excuse me miss?”
Minnie straightened up with a start. One of the strange little creatures had finally noticed her, right when she had been trying not to be noticed. She smoothed out the wrinkles in her ruby-red dress. “…yes?”
“Uhm,” the little thing stammered nervously, “…why are you hiding back there?”
“Beside the point,” Minnie muttered. She cleared her throat, stepping out into the street. Her back straightened, she put on her best, most queenly voice and declared:
“My name is Minnie Mouse. I have been invited here by Princess Guu and would like to be taken to her immediately.”
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