She sat there, in the field of flowers, looking up at the moon in the sky. It was a clear, crisp night. The air was cool, but not freezing. The young girl sighed as she leaned back, her purple pumps shifting on the grass. She'd only just found this clearing a couple days ago. While exploring the woods, she found this spot. Nestled amongst the trees, it lay untouched by anybody. A large pond with crystal clear water sat at the bottom of a small hill which had daisies growing about it. The moon shone bright in the pond below her, giving off a beautiful reflection. It was a beautiful night. So peaceful, so quiet.
Snap.
Her ears twitched and perked at the snapping of a twig in the woods behind her, and she sat up straighter, listening. She could make out soft footsteps amongst the trees - one person. She stood up, her hands beginning to glow with a white aura. "Who's there?!"
A figure emerged from beyond the trees, but definitely not what she expected.
He was a mouse like her.
His hands were raised but no glow came from them or from him.
"Whoa, easy, I'm not gonna hurtcha." His voice was surprisingly calm and soothing.
She didn't let her guard down. "W-Who are you?" She tried to hide the shakiness in her voice.
He began to approach slowly. "Easy, don't go blastin' me to Kingdom Come." He saw the glow around her hands and seemed suddenly surprised. "You're a witch, aren'tcha?" He sounded more excited than anything.
The glow around her hands began to fade as she lowered her hands slowly to her sides. "Yes." She wasn't sure where he was going with this.
"Well, ya see, I-I'm a wizard."
Her eyes widened in surprise. "You... Y-You are?"
"Y-Yeah! See?" He raised his right hand and it began to glow with a brilliant white light. He approached her a little more, and it was then that she was able to make out his features. Dressed in black pants, shoes, shirt and a red robe, he looked rather dashing to the young girl. He was very cute, she had to admit. And his voice was... well, smooth as silk. "I'm Mickey." The warm yet shy smile he offered seemed to do wonders to her heart.
The smaller mouse gave a little curtsy as she smiled a sweet smile which set the boy's heart in motion. "I'm Minnie." As she looked up at his face, she couldn't help but notice the moonlight reflecting in his eyes. His eyes were a soft, warm dark brown, the same brown eye color as her. He liked her name. It suited her. Miniature mouse, Minnie Mouse. Yep. Perfect for the tiny mouse.
"So what're ya doin' wanderin' around here in the middle of the night?" He cocked his head in confusion.
Minnie's smile faded a bit but she tried not to show it. "I just... wanted to get some fresh air." It was a ruse, and she felt bad for lying to him.
"Shouldja really be out here by yerself?" he questioned.
"Hey, I can handle myself, thank you very much," she defended matter of factly.
"I didn't say ya couldn't." He held up his hands. "Just sayin' there's things out here that's dangerous."
"Well, what about you? How come you're out here in the middle of the night?" She placed her hands on her hips.
He gave a slight grin. "'Cause this is my spot."
Whoops. Minnie's expression turned from curious to one of someone that just got caught with their hand in the cookie jar. "You're... spot...?"
"Yep. Found this place a while back. Been comin' to it for weeks now."
Her right hand raised to her mouth. "O-Oh... I-I'm sorry, I didn't realize-"
"So whattaya think about it?"
"H-Huh?"
He walked past her, looking out over the pond before turning back to her. "Neat place, isn't it?"
She was confused. For someone that just had his territory trespassed on he sure was taking it well. "Well, y-yes. It's quite lovely."
He sat down on the grass, and patted the spot beside him. "Wanna join me? I won't bite."
His carefree and easygoing attitude was charming and amusing, and somehow little Minnie found herself moving to sit down but just a few feet from him on the spot he'd gestured to. "Thank you." Her voice was low but soft and sweet, and he could tell she was shy. She sat with her legs pulled up close to her chest and her arms wrapped around them.
"So how long have ya been hangin' out here?" he asked, laying back with his hands behind his head.
"I just found it the other day," was her soft answer.
"So how come you were in the forest this late at night?"
She got a little defensive. "Just out getting some fresh air."
He could sense her sudden attitude change. "Hey, if there's somethin' ya don't wanna talk about, that's fine. I respect your privacy. I won't pry."
She glanced back to him out of the corner of her eye, avoiding looking at him. That was just it. She wanted to talk about her problem and get it off her chest. She wanted him to pry and make her spill her guts out to him. Deciding to change the subject... "It's nothing. I'm okay, really." This time she turned back to him, offering a little smile. "Anyway, I found this amazing place and decided to stick around for a bit."
"Yeah, it's a nice little place. Peaceful, calm, relaxing."
"It's like we're the only to people on earth." Minnie's cheeks tinted pink when she realized she'd said it in a more dreamy way than a statement. She calmly leaned back like him, resting one arm behind her head as she rested her free hand on her stomach.
Mickey turned to look at her. Her attire was simple; a purple velvet shirt with a yellow V design on the front that had blue rhinestones embellished on it and black see-through long sleeves that had a V cut pattern at the wrist, black hip-hugger jeans and black shoes. She wore a purple hairbow instead of a witch hat. From her position, he could see her top had raised up a bit, revealing a bit of her stomach and sides. "So what level are ya?"
She turned to him, her dark brown eyes containing genuine interest. "Hm?"
"I said what level witch are ya?"
"Oh, um... level four.
"Really?!" He sounded excited.
"Why? What level wizard are you?"
"I just moved to level five!"
Her eyes widened. "Really?" A smile found her face as she rolled onto her side facing him. "Did you learn fire?"
"Yep! It was hard, but I did it! Didja learn ice?"
"Yup! Took me a while, but I learned it!" She moved her arm to prop up her upper body. "How's your teleportation?"
"It's... getting there," he admitted shyly.
Minnie giggled. "Don't worry, it took me a while to learn that one too." Then an idea struck her. "I can... h-help you with it if you'd like..." Oh, please say yes, please say yes.
"Sure!"
YES! "Wonderful!" She sat up, becoming excited. "I can teach you all I know about it."
"Thanks! Any spell you havin' trouble with?"
"What?" she asked curiously.
He sat up, his cheeks now a slight shade of red which she thought to be adorable. "I-I mean, is there, ya know... any spell yer havin' trouble with? If you're gonna help me with a spell, it's only fair for me to help you."
The little mouse's cheeks pinkened. This was too good to be true. "Oh, um... Well, my lightning magic could use a little work..."
"Perfect! I know that spell! I can teach ya in a flash! Lighting humor, get it?"
Minnie giggled at him. His attempt at a joke was cute, and it was funny. "Thank you, I really appreciate that."
For the next several minutes the two young mice talked about a few different spells, and Minnie found herself having a really great time. It helped her to take her mind off her troubles at home. But before long, she realized how late it was getting. She really hated to leave but she knew she didn't have a choice.
"I'm really sorry," she apologized as she stood up. "It's getting late and I have to get home."
He stood up. "Yeah, I should probably get goin' too."
"Thank you for letting me join you, it was fun," she smiled honestly, a hint of pink on her cheeks.
"Aw, no prob, kiddo. Thanks for offerin' to help me with that spell."
"You're welcome. Thank you, too."
"Aw, it was nothin'."
"I better get going." She really didn't want to leave and she knew he could tell it from the sound of her voice. "Is there someplace I can meet you tomorrow?"
"How 'bout right here?" he suggested.
She smiled. "Perfect. I'll see ya 'round five tomorrow?"
"Sounds good. See ya then."
Minnie looked into his eyes for a few seconds before forcing herself to pull away from his entrancing gaze. She started to sprint toward the trees when she heard him call to her.
"Hey, can ya get home okay?"
She stopped and turned back to him with a confidant smile. "Of course!" She raised her right hand as it began to glow. "I'm a witch, remember?" She gave him a wink and waved. "See ya tomorrow, Mickey!"
"See ya, Minnie!" As Mickey watched her sprint off through the trees, he begin to grin a goofy grin. "I'll be here."
As Minnie exited the woods, she stopped and leaned against a tree, taking a few deep breaths. She was trying to steady her heart. Not from the run, but from the meeting with the cutest boy she'd ever seen. Her heart was a flutter inside her chest. As she thought back to his face, his smile, his eyes, she smiled dreamily. She cast a glance back to the woods. "I'll be there, Mickey. I promise."
To be continued...
