The Creator of Disney

By: Bryce Dressler





Sitting on his porch in San Diego, California, Mickey Mouse threw rocks along the road ahead of him as cars quickly passed him by. His ears were unusually droopy, along with the expression on his face. "Mickey," bellowed Minnie Mouse from the front door, "Dinner's done." He threw one last rock out into the road as it nearly missed one of the cars; "Oh sugar-bumps" said Mickey as he turned around and retreated back into the house. As he walked into the house he was greeted by the scent of Minnie's infamous, scrumptious, black bean burritos. "Burritos again?" asked Mickey unenthusiastically. "Not again," interrupted Minnie. Completely ignoring her Mickey continued on, "Popeye gets a different home-made meal every night of the week! Spinach Salad on Monday, a Spinach Peach Cobbler on Tuesday, Pizza with toppings from different types of spinach on Wednesday! It's not fair!" Pulling the chair out he plopped into it and pulled the bib around his neck. Minnie walked behind him, "I know its hard Mickey, but we don't have the money because our Cartoon father doesn't know who we are." Sitting in the chair next to him she held his hand.

BAM! Just then the door to the Mouse home was flung open and in walked Mickey's great friend, Goofy. "Uh-Hayuk, Howdy Mickey," said Goofy. Just then he noticed the steaming plate of bean burritos, "GOLLY-GEE!" Announced Goofy, "Mind if I have one of those, all we are having at my house is bean pie." Mickey looked up at his friend, "Wait, does that mean you don't have a Cartoon father either?!" asked Mickey making a stand and dropping his bib to his plate. "Well sure, but he lives in a place called Florida, and you have to file some documents and then you get your money, heck, I don't even know what a Florida is, let alone where this Orlando is." Mickey's ears suddenly jerked up with great pleasure. "GOOFY! Why don't we go to Orlando and find our father! We can ask Popeye for directions. His cartoon father gives him a ton of money; maybe our cartoon father is just as generous." Goofy, still stuffing his face replied, "Why not, the Mrs. went on a three week spa in Tampa Bay, but are you sure Popeye will help us?" Shrugging his shoulders Mickey said, "Why wouldn't he, he's been my neighbor for the last three decades." Just then Mickey kissed Minnie on the cheek, grabbed Goofy who was still eating the bean burritos, and headed out the door, "C'mon Goofy we don't have much time to spare!" said Mickey as they made their way towards the home of Popeye the sailor man.

"AAAhhgug-gug-gug-gug-gug" Chuckled Popeye, "You can't be serious, who would want to admit to creating you two? Let alone pay you for being one of their creations?" Shortly after seeing the depressed look on both their faces, Popeye changed his tone, "Do you know where he lives?" asked Popeye. "Uh-Hayuk, he lives in a place called Orlando, somewhere in a place called Florida," replied Goofy. Popeye thought for a second before looking back at the two, "Well that one's easy, just follow the white and black brick road conveniently located behind your backyard Mickey." Looking back for a second, Mickey did remember the obvious black and white road behind the gate in his backyard, "If we follow the road all the way, we'll meet our cartoon father in Orlando?" asked Mickey, scratching his head. Popeye nodding his head said, "Yessirre, he's in the tall castle as soon as you get into Disney World, which is his home in Orlando. "Uh-Hayuk, thanks a ton Popeye. Shaking his head, Popeye simply said, "Don't worry about it, and if you tell anyone I helped you, well lets just say, you won't have to be worrying about eating any bean burritos when you get back." Taking a big gulp, Mickey nodded his head furiously, "No-no-no, we wont tell anyone, we swear!" "Good," said Popeye, "Well have fun in Orlando, say hi to your so called father for me," he finished before waving at the two of them as they got in Goofy's car and headed towards Mickey's house to get ready for the next day and their long expedition.

The next day, after waving to his wife and after Goofy went and said goodbye to Pluto, Mickey and Goofy began on their long journey to the distant land of Orlando, Florida. Two minutes on the road and Goofy was starting to feel the effects of Mrs. Mouse's black bean burritos. Mickey instantly began to roll down the window to the Oldsmobile car, gasping for fresh air. Mumbling to himself Mickey thanked his wife and her inability to cook anything besides bean burritos. Then to add insult to injury, Goofy began to hum tune songs in the car to make up for the lack of technology in his car. Mickey, instantly frustrated with his very short temper, reached for a roll of duck tape and started to tape Goofy's mouth shut.

Just then someone jumped out in the middle of the road and Goofy jerked the car to the side of the road and slammed on the breaks. Mickey slowly got out of the car holding his neck, "I think I got whip-lash, did we hit anyone Goofy?" Goofy looked around the front area of the car, "Uh-Hayuk, nope Mickey, must of been a bird. Then a slight rustling was heard from the side of the street. Goofy jumped about three feet in the air and into Mickey's arms, "Wh-h-ho-Who's there?" asked Goofy, frightened half to death. Slowly a figure appeared from under the bush, seeming to be as frightened as Goofy was. "Awwww," Mickey began, "its okay little fellow, everything's going to be alright-" Shortly after standing the creature became enraged, and began to yell and quack at the two of them, "EVERYTHING'S GOING TO BE ALRIGHT?! YOU JUST ABOUT HIT ME!"

Goofy interrupted both of them with the news he had found out about his car, "Guys, Uh-Hayuk, it looks like the carburetor's busted." Mickey completely clueless replied, "What in Betty-Boop is carburetor?" asked Mickey. Shrugging his shoulders Goofy answered, "I'm not quite sure myself but I'm pretty sure that's what's broken. Who's this?" Goofy asked, completely oblivious to the fact he nearly ran this person over. The duck who was a little less furious said, "My name is Donald Duck, and I'm the 'bird' you just about ran over five minutes ago." Scratching his head Goofy ignored the person and looked back at Mickey, "So how are we going to tell where we are, Popeye said to follow the road, but he didn't say for how long." Donald turned to the both of them, "You two aren't heading to Orlando were you? I was heading there myself until I got to Oklahoma and got a little hungry and had to look for food. Then when I was getting ready to follow the road again, you two nearly hit me!" Mickey's ears perked up once again, "So does that mean you're looking for your cartoon father too?! Well you can join us; I guess we're walking there too now." Donald thought about it for a second then said, "I guess I could, but if you two try to run me over one more time, I'll have your chestnuts roasting over an open fire." With a shocked expression on his face, Goofy exclaimed, "OH-NO! Then what will we feed the chipmunks along the way?" Rolling his eyes Mickey shook hands with Donald, "It's a deal." Then the three of them departed from the scene of the car with just a few bags and a long trail ahead of them.

Through the many states they traveled they faced many problems, they were chased out of Texas by rejected cartoon drawings, nearly drowned in a hurricane in Louisiana, and eventually made it to the glorious state of Florida. Entering the town of Orlando it didn't take much time to find Disney World, but since the three of them had little knowledge of the place, they hadn't realized it was closed to non-paying customers. Mickey looked to around the corner, down the wall was a rickety fence, "Guys," he whispered, pointing to the fence. Donald and Goofy nodded at him as they slipped around the corner and sprinted towards the broken down fence. "Ok I'll give you a boost then you two will help me over-" all of a sudden a security guard noticed the three of them and called for back-up, thinking on his feet, Mickey picked up Donald and Goofy, threw them over the fence, and then jumped it himself. "Quickly guys, lets blow this joint," said Mickey picking the two of them up and running full-speed towards the large castle.

Bursting through the double oak doors into the castle, they instantly began looking for any indication of a hint that would help them find out who their cartoon father was. As soon as they noticed the guards coming, they shut the doors and placed a wooden board, table, dresser drawers, and a vase behind it to keep it shut for a little bit. All three of them ran for one of the open rooms and inside all they could find was a huge sleeping human head, and a ton of blue, green, red, and white smoke. Mickey stepped forward, "F-Father?" The huge human head looked down at Mickey, "Who dares disturb my slumber?!" Taking a deep breath Mickey stepped forward again, "It's me papa, Mickey Mouse, you created me, and Donald, and Goofy." He said introducing the two behind him, both of which were holding each other in each others arms scared to the high heavens. The huge human head looked down at him closer, "W-we don't want much sir, just something to feed us besides my wife's horrible bean burritos" which brought back horrible memories of Goofy's car on the way here.

The monstrous head disappeared and a curtain appeared from the smoke, as a frail old man walked out. "Mickey, Goofy, Donald, it is so great to see you guys again." The three of them looked at each other smiling, and then ran up to hug the older man. What they hadn't noticed though was the real Walt Disney slipping through the smoke and out the door, and as soon as they got up to the old man he disappeared himself. Mickey turned and noticed the man fleeing from the room, "follow him, I can't eat burritos for the rest of my life." The three of them chased the old man out of the room and cornered him against the broken down wall.

Walt Disney shook his head, "Sorry guys I can't help you." He said sitting down in one of the oak chairs. "Now why not?!" asked Donald furious again. "Because, I blew it all on the park, a park that is so wide and full of happy little children, that Michael Jackson would die as soon as he laid eyes on it. Although I have mad a ton of money and I am internationally known, this park cost me a fortune, leaving me no extra revenue." The three characters sighed, with lost hopes and crushed dreams they began to move stuff away from the door so they could head back home to California. "Now hold on a moment," began Walt, "There's nothing saying you and your families can't live here, eat here, and live your lives entertaining my guest. It doesn't pay much; well it doesn't pay at all, but you won't have to eat any more bean burritos." Mickey and Donald cheered up instantly, but Goofy began to shed tears, "I'm going to miss those burritos" said Goofy whilst sobbing.

Eventually Minnie moved out to Florida, Walt Disney drew up a great girl for Donald named Daisy, and Goofy flew his dog down along with the rest of all of the characters belongings. Mrs. Goofy was believed to have showed up at the empty house, and thought Goofy and Pluto were killed so she ran away to Toronto to live with a Canadian named Jacque.

Ever since then all of the Disney's characters worked in the park greeting new guests every day to their heart's contempt. Until the Disney Land opened up in California, then the characters split their time to visit the west side and tell tales about the black and white brick road, and how three cartoon characters finally found their father.


(C) Bryce Dressler 2006

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