Mickey walked out of his clubhouse. He rubbed his forehead with his hand. Earlier that day Goofy gave Mickey a slip of paper.
Come to the Walt Pub, a great bar and grill. You, Mr. Mouse will be coming to the pub for the Disney club. You are President of the Disney Club. We will hold the meetings every Saturday. Come have fun at the Walt Pub!
The Disney Club was held every Saturday from the end of Summer to the start of Summer. It goes throughout fall winter and spring. Mickey was always the president. I guess he could handle drunk guys and girls.
Mickey walked up the steps to the pub. The doors were wide open. He walked in and found some of his closets friends. Daisy and Minnie were gossiping and giggling in the far corner of the pub. Goofy was sitting at the bar with a shot glass in his hand. He didn't look to well. "Heya Goofy, you okay?" He asked as he sat next to Goofy. Goofy looked up and nodded his head. "That's great! So who's coming?" Mickey asked as he looked around. Goofy drank the shot and swallowed it. "Everyone..." Goofy said grumpily. Mickey had never seen Goofy like this.
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The Disney Club
FanfictionEver wondered what Disney characters do in their spare times? They hang out! Come hang out with all you favorite Disney characters at clubs, pubs and so many more places!
