Disclaimer: I don't own Disney or anything affiliated with Disney. I own some Disney merchandise but not the company itself. :)

Author's note: Hello and welcome to my very first Disney fan fiction story. As noted in my Author Profile I'm writing stories with my favorite cartoon characters and character pairings. And this story is about my most favorite: Mickey Mouse and Minnie Mouse. I hope that this story is entertaining to you and that you enjoy it. And I also hope that the characters, settings and events are all true to their nature. This is my first story, so please, don't expect perfection. Also, I myself envision Mickey to be 22 and Minnie to be 21. Legally considered adults, but also young enough to be considered kids and/or very young adults. I just thought I'd toss that little bit in.

PS. This is just a little story I came up with. So the setting isn't particular. I like it, and I hope you will, too. No flames, please. Please read and review.

Squad Unit 19, over and out!



It was a warm night in June. It was warm, yet cool enough that you didn't get too hot while doing anything, if you were careful, of course.

Mickey and Minnie Mouse just finished their day of fun at the carnival. They're walking back to Mickey's car arm-in-arm.
Minnie is carrying a stuffed teddy bear in her free hand that Mickey won for her, while he carries a stuffed tiger in his free hand that she won for him.
Carnivals were common in the summer months. The prizes, food and games are all highlights of them. And many people enjoyed going to them. And Mickey and Minnie were no exception.
As they make their way to the car, both continue to talk and laugh about the day's prior events.

"Gosh. Today sure was fun," Mickey smiled happily, a slight tiredness in his voice.

"I'll say, it was great," Minnie smiled happily back, an equal tiredness present in her voice as well.

"Thanks again for this little bear, Mickey. It's really cute. This is going right on my shelf at home," she smiled sweetly at him.

"Aw, you're welcome, Minnie. I'm glad you like it. Thanks again for mine, too. It's cute too. And I've got a great place on my shelf for it too," he smiled back.

"Oh, Mickey, you're welcome. I'm glad you like it, too," she smiled affectionately.

Mickey gets his keys ready as they're only several feet from the car. When they reach it, he unlocks the passenger door for Minnie, then they place their stuffed animals on the console. Minnie turns to Mickey and takes his hands into hers.

"I've had a wonderful time today, Mickey. I'm so glad we came. Thank you so much for a wonderful time."

"Aw, you're welcome, Minnie. I've had a great time, too. I'm glad we came, too."

Minnie leans closer to Mickey as she kisses his cheek. She's still holding his hands as she pulls back from the kiss. The goofy grin Mickey always gets when she kisses him never gets old to Minnie. She actually thinks it's adorable. It never fails to make her giggle, smile or both. It always pleases her to know that he enjoys her kisses. And she really enjoys to give them. She loves their kisses too.

"I still say you make a really good marksman. You took out nearly every target at the Shooting Gallery," she smiled proudly, giving his hands a gentle squeeze.

"It was nothing special," he said modestly.

"It was to me," she smiled.

"Thanks. But you were really good at the Ring Toss. You looped nearly every poll," he grinned proudly.

"Thanks, but it was no big deal," she smiled sweetly. A little giggle follows.

"It was to me," he smiles. "And I really liked the Bumper Cars," he added.

"Oh, I did, too. They were a blast. And the Food Court was good too," she chuckled.

"I can't argue there," He chuckled back. Minnie moves a little closer to Mickey, still holding his hands.

"Ya know, that little bear and tiger are cute..." she smiled slyly, inching her face closer to his, letting go of his hands as she moves her hands up his arms and around his shoulders.

"But you're much cuter, and much more cuddly," she smiled lovingly and a little playfully. Mickey moves his hands around her waist and smiles with an equal playfulness.

"So are you. You should see things from my point of view."

"Oh, Mickey," she chuckled softly and affectionately. They pull one another close into a kiss on their lips. Breaking the kiss, they continue their loving embrace. Pulling back slightly, their chocolate brown eyes met into another mesmerizing and entrancing stare.

The young mice' loving stare was unfortunately cut short by a stranger emerging from the shadows of the parking lot.

"Hold it right there!" the figure said in a rather deep voice, dressed all in black.

Mickey and Minnie instantly freezes in their tracks as they turn their heads to face the stranger.

"Put your hands over your head, and don't try anything funny!" he ordered. It's at this point that the young mouse couple see a chilling sight; A gun. And to make things worse; it's pointed just a few feet from them!

The thief, whom is about Goofy's height, has no intentions of leaving empty handed. Mickey and Minnie do as they're told and raise their hands to head level. The crook then points the muzzle of the gun directly at Minnie. A sight that makes Mickey's blood run cold. His only thoughts now, are of his love.

"Give me yer money or else she gets it," he said coldly. Mickey slowly gets out his wallet.

"A-Alright. Here, take it," Mickey said, reaching the dark cloaked figure the money from his wallet. "Just leave her alone, please."

Taking the money, the crook then points the muzzle of the gun at Mickey. A sight that causes Minnie's blood to run cold as ice in her veins. Her only thoughts now, are of her love.

"Now, give me your money or else he gets it," he ordered, no sense of feeling in his dark voice. Minnie slowly reaches for her purse.

"A-Alright. T-Take it. Just please don't hurt him," Minnie said, handing the mugger the money from her purse.

The crook just laughs at them.

"You kids are real generous. But you shouldn't be alone in a dark parking lot. You could get robbed! HA HA!" the thief laughed. He suddenly breaks to run through the dark and empty parking lot, Mickey and Minnie's money stuffed in his greedy pocket. Mickey and Minnie sigh a breath of relief as they lower their hands.

"Are you okay, Minnie?" Mickey asked.

"I'm okay, Mickey. Are you?" Minnie replied.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he responded. Mickey's expression then changes from one of concern to one of determination.

"Wait here, Minnie. I'll catch that lowdown crook!"

Minnie knows exactly what he's gonna do, and this concerns her gravely. She grabs his arm, pulling him back a bit.

"No way! I won't let you go after that idiot alone! I'm coming with you, Mickey. So there!"

The determined look on her face could easily match that of his. Mickey nods to her.

"Okay. C'mon!"

Mickey knows that when Minnie's mind is made up, there's no changing it. Truth be told, she can be just be as stubborn as he can be sometimes. Just another thing that they have in common with each other.

They take off after the robber, dashing through the parking lot, nearly side-by-side. The robber quickly approaches the maroon van that is his getaway vehicle. Suddenly, he notices the two he just robbed not even a minute before racing toward him, both looking a little ticked off. The crook decides he's had enough of the mice. By now, Mickey is several feet in front of Minnie. The crook spots a folding chair, picks it up, and quickly hurls it toward them like a Frisbee.

The chair instantly becomes a rather deadly air born projectile.

Mickey is only about twenty feet from the van when the chair gets thrown his way. And in a mostly dark parking lot, if a dark colored chair gets thrown at you, it's kinda hard to see it. Especially if you're running and it's only fifteen feet from you. Luckily, the chair was a victim of gravity. Thus, it instantly began it's decent the moment it left the crooks hold.

"Stop right there!" Mickey shouted.

The chair hits the ground just a couple feet in front of Mickey with a bit of a bounce. Mickey can't stop in time to avoid it and trips right over it, hitting the ground with a thud.


Minnie witnesses the whole thing with a gasp, and her thoughts are instantly directed at her lover.


She runs up to him and quickly neal's down to help him. They both witness the thief speeding off in his van.

"See ya suckers!" he laughed out the window as he speeds off, leaving the young mice in a cloud of smoke. Minnie redirects her attention to her companion.

"Are you alright, Mickey?" She doesn't bother to hide her concern.

"Yeah, I'm alright. I'd be better if we had've caught him," he said. Disappointment present in his last sentence.

Minnie takes Mickey's arm to help him up. She's also disappointed that the thief got away, but what really matters to her is that Mickey didn't get badly hurt.

"Here, I'll help you up."

Mickey stands alongside Minnie. She rests one hand on his back and the other on his arm.

"Are you sure you're okay?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Just a little sore," he replied with a little smile. Minnie can't help but smile back.

"C'mon, let's get back to the car and call the police. I'd call now, but I left my cell phone in the car," he said.

"I left my cell phone in the car, too," she said.

Mickey and Minnie make their way back to the car to call the police. Within just a few minutes, a police car arrives.
Chief O'Hara is the officer that Mickey and Minnie talk to.

"So neither of you got a good look at him?" O'Hara asked. Mickey and Minnie are standing at the side of their car.

"I'm sorry, chief, but he wore a ski mask," Mickey replied.

"We couldn't see his face," Minnie added.

"I'm sorry we lost him, chief," Mickey said.

"I'm sorry, too," Minnie said.

"That's all right. I'm just glad you kids are safe. But you two aren't the only people he's robbed."

"We aren't?" the mice asked in unison.

"No. He's robbed a couple other people over the past week. You two just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. Luckily, nobodies gotten hurt. But we don't want to take that chance."

"I want to help you catch him, chief," Mickey said.

"So do I," Minnie added. Mickey turns to Minnie with a bit of a worried look.

"Are you sure, Minnie? It might be dangerous."

Minnie turns to Mickey with a serious and caring expression.

"Of course I'm sure, Mickey. I don't care if it is dangerous. I want to help you. I don't want you going after that nut alone. We're in this together," she smiled at him. Mickey returns her smile with a nod.

"Are you kids sure about this?" O'Hara asked.

"You betcha," they replied in unison.

"Alright, if both of you are sure, then I'll put both of you on the case. You'll both be undercover. You can pose as park guests and keep an eye out for him. I'll put a couple more undercover officers out here to provide backup if you need it. Just be careful, you two."

"Thanks, chief," Mickey said.

"Yes, thank you," Minnie said.

"My pleasure. I better get going. That paperwork isn't going to fill itself out," O'Hara chuckled.

Mickey and Minnie chuckle as well. Chief O'Hara gets into his cruiser as he waves at them.

"I'll see you kids later."

"See ya, chief," Mickey waved.

"See ya," Minnie waved. O'Hara drives off. Mickey and Minnie are still at the car.

"Are ya sure ya want to do this, Minnie?" Mickey asked, concern clear in his voice. Minnie smiles lovingly at him as she takes his hands into hers.

"Oh, Mickey, of course I'm sure. I want to help you. I don't want you facing that crook alone. I'm sticking by your side like glue. Besides, I know that together, we can catch him. I just know we can."

"Okay. Just promise me you'll be careful," he asked with a concerned but caring look.

"I'll Promise, if you promise to be careful," she smiled.

"Okay. I promise I'll be careful," he smiled at her.

"And I promise I'll be careful, too," she smiled warmly.

They turn towards the carnival. It's just about to close for the night. Then they face one another.

"Welp. The carnival's over for tonight. That crook won't be back tonight," Mickey said.

"Nope. It'll be tomorrow night at least before he shows up again," Minnie agreed.

"We'll come back tomorrow night and set up surveillance."

"Right. We'll have a good shot at it then."

Minnie's gaze softens.

"Are you sure you're okay, Mickey? You fell kinda hard," Minnie asked softly.

"Yeah, I'm okay, Minnie. Just a little sore, that's all. Don't worry," he smiled.

"You know that's not gonna happen," she smiled lovingly, moving closer to him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders as he wraps his arms around her waist. She leans forward and kisses his cheek. She pulls back slightly, both still smiling lovingly as she wraps her arm around his.

"I'm sorry you fell," she said with a comforting smile.

"That's alright. The ground broke my fall anyways," he chuckled. She smiles a little at his humor.

"I'm still sorry, though."

"It's okay. I'm fine. Really. Just a little sore. Nothing a few days of rest won't fix."

Minnie smiles slyly and affectionately at Mickey, brushing her side gently against his.

"And some 'tender love and care'," she said a little playfully.

She leans up and gives him a another loving peck on his cheek.

"C'mon. Let's go home and get some rest. We've got a long night tomorrow," Mickey said with a smile.

"Right. I doubt I'll have trouble sleeping tonight," Minnie chuckled.

"I know I won't," Mickey chuckled back. Both of them share a laugh together.

Mickey opens the passenger door for Minnie. She smiles affectionately at him as she gets in.

"Thanks, Mickey."

"You're welcome, Minnie," Mickey smiled equally back. He closes the door, then gets in on the other side. They fasten their seat belts as they settle into their seats. Mickey turns the engine over and switches on the headlights.

"Ready to go home for the night?" he asked.

"No doubt about that," she replied. He backs the car out of it's parking spot, then Mickey and Minnie make their way home. Both are a little tired from the carnival, and are certainly tired from their thief ordeal. But they'll be back the next night, ready to try and capture him. They believe they can do it. They're strong as one, but together they're even stronger.