We Feast Together || OSIX ||

•Smile•

•Oswald's POV:•
I had made it home safely, and when I open the doors Donald was the first to spot me.

"You seem happier than your usual self." Donald said, I looked at my hand and then my ears, I just realised, I was in a happy mood right now. My ears were standing high. I smiled. Why do I feel so proud of myself for feeling... happy?

I laughed and went up to Donald, and hugged him. "Let's just day I've made a new friend." I said. Donald patter my back.

"They must be a special one ay?" Donald said. I nodded.

"Yeah, I guess so." I pulled away from my hug to him. My kids then came running in. "Daddy!" They all shouted and jumped in me.

I laughed and patted as many heads that my two hands could.

"Ozzy! Your back! And- wow" Mickey smiled, huffing at the same time because he just ran here. "Ozzy!!" Mickey then tackled me into a hug.

"Whoah, be careful not to crush the kids Mickey." I laughed only to have Mickey hug me tighter.

"Your smiling! Your actually smiling, not that plane old emotionless face!" Mickey shouted. I sighed and patted his head.

"He found a new friend today. They seem well, considering that they made him smile like this. Guess he just needed someone to be friends with." Donald shrugged.

"Oh right!" I smiled, I sat up, and gave everyone a small amount of bread.

"Ozzy? This is Human bread... did you go into a human village?! You could've been killed!" Mickey started shaking me.

"No no no, my friend, he did." Mickey stopped shaking me.

"Oh, what's his name?" One of my kids asked, "his name is Felix The Cat." I smiled. One of my kids from the back gasped.

"I heard of him! He's a book writer! He travels everywhere!" My kid then pulled out a book and took it to us. I grabbed it and inspected it.

"Wow he's more popular then us." Donald said. "Well, he does go through dangerous stuff, like seeing the day light. He deserves it." Mikey smiled as I nodded to his statement.

"Oh and I invited him round for dinner." I said. Everyone jumped, "WHAT!!" They all shouted.

I looked around, Mickey then began sweating, "Kids go clean your room, Donald Male then table and Ill make the food, Ozzy you can help me." Mickey said. I sighed.

"Why do we have to clean our room, we're not gonna have dinner in our room!" One of the kids shouted being stubborn. "Because you might want to play with him, so get your room all tidied up, so he can play with you all." Mickey said from the kitchen.
The kid smiled and went to their room. I sighed. 'Felix is gonna be tired by the time he leaves.' I giggled softly and went to help Mickey.