|WDW: Minnie Moo
Author: Blue Paratroopa PM
When the recently deceased cow ghost is kidnaped, Mickey hires a professional: Basil of Baker Street. Jealous and feeling left out, the Hitchhiking Ghosts compete to find the cow first!Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Humor - Chapters: 4 - Words: 4,580 - Reviews: 12 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 02-09-06 - Published: 11-25-05 - Status: Complete - id: 2675773
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It was a grim day at Disney. Beloved cow Minnie Moo, who was born with spots in the shape of a Mickey head, had just died. The happy cow had lived a long life on Grandma Duck's farm in Toontown. But now she had sadly passed on. Scrooge McDuck actually wanted to milk some more money (sorry for the pun) out of the cow by selling her body to one of the park's restaurants, but Mickey and Donald managed to talk him out of it. We now join her spirit at the Haunted Mansion...
"Welcome to the Pet Cemetery!" smiled a Raven perched on a tombstone. "I'll be your host...your ghost host." He paused, but the ghost of the cow said nothing. "Darn. Gracey always said it better."
A few other animals approached. "It's no use trying to get through to her," explained Bambi's mother. "She isn't like the rest of us. She's...how should I put this...real."
"Yes, we can treat her with care, but she's not really a Disney creation," explained a fox, Todd's mother. "We all have a bit of Disney magic in us, and she sadly doesn't."
The three Hitchhiking Ghosts (Ezra, Gus, and Phineas) dropped down from a tree. "That Disney magic stuff is crap," said Ezra. "Why does Pluto act like a normal dog, yet that Goofy guy walks around and does normal stuff."
"If you can call what he does normal," added Phineas.
Gus walked over to Minnie Moo and pushed her over. "I always wanted to do that." Suddenly, Gus was knocked over himself. "What happened?"
"That invisible horse got you," said Ezra. "Let's go. This cow means nothing to us, right guys?"
That night, four figures rowed through the dark on the Rivers of America. Dismounting their boat, they passed the Liberty Tree and through the square up to the gothic mansion. Almost all the ghosts were asleep. One by one, the figures stepped into a tiny bit of light, revealing who they were: Alameda Slim and his nephews, the Willies!
"Listen up," Slim said quietly.
There are folks in this here square
Who just don't give a care
That it don't matter if you know how to rustle
But I'm sure that I know how
And I can easily prove now
That I can do it with moving a single muscle
They call me weird boys
Disturbed and nasty to
But I'll be feared boys
With that simple thing I do...
You see I...
The sound that you can hear coast to coast
Yeah, I can Yodel-Adle-Eedle-Idle-Odle
And I'm gonna see if it also works on ghosts
Minnie Moo sprung up upon hearing the song. With a blank look in her eyes (which was saying something, since she usually looked blank) she followed Slim. Todd's Mother rose up from her grave. "What's going on?"
Willies: He don't prod, he don't yell,
Still he drives them dogies well,
Which ain't easy when your chaps are labeled XXXXL!
Slim: Yes, if you're looking from a ghostly cattle's view
I sure can yodel-adle-eedle-idle
The Hitchhiking Ghosts slept inside their crypt when a few animal ghosts ran in, jumping on them. "Wake up!"
Ezra sat up. "What do you want? We're sleeping here!"
"It's Slim! And he's got Minnie Moo! I know you didn't like her, but you have to do something about it!"
"Slim!" cried Ezra. "Wake up the other ghosts! We're got a fat guy to deal with!"
Yes, I can yodel-adle-eedle-odle
A sound that drowns out that darn hound's howl
Yeah, I can yodel-adle-eedle-idle-odle!
When you hear it, ol' Slim's on the prowl
Slim stood dancing outside, still singing. The Hitchhiking Ghosts ran out, and looked around. The graveyard had become a crazy land of neon colors. "Wow," said Ezra. "This is trippier than Fraggle Rock...nah, nothing's weirder than a talking Trash Heap."
He don't rope-
Not a chance!
He just puts 'em in a trance!
He's a pioneer Pied Piper in ten-gallon underpants!
Eventually, riding on Minnie Moo, Slim made it to the train tracks. The ghosts followed in hot pursuit. "We've got him now!" cheered Ezra.
"Yeah," said Phineas, "but where are the Willies?"
Yep, I'm the real rip-roarin' deal to Minnie Moo
Thanks to my yodel-adle-eedle-idle
I got the cattle out the ol' wazoo!
(Phineas: Doesn't that hurt?)
'Cause I can yodel-adle-eedle-idle-oo!
Suddenly, the train breezed through, being driven lighting-fast by the Willies. Slim jumped on with the final line of his song: Yodel-Adle-Eedle-Idle-Oo!
With that, the train disappeared into the distance as the other ghosts arrived...a bit too late.