“We need the… Mouseketool!” Mickey sang, and the children watching from the sidewalk clapped their hands.
Pluto had accidentally rolled Professor Von Drake’s newest invention, the Giggle-o-Matic, straight into the center of a sticky, expanding bubblegum puddle in the middle of the Main Street square. Goofy was trying to lasso it with a licorice whip, and Daisy was fanning the air as the bubblegum scent grew so sweet it became sticky in their lungs. mouseketool mickey mouse
“Oh, toodles!” Mickey called out, pressing the center of his chest where a tiny, silver bell was sewn. On cue, the Mouseketool box sprang open. A single drawer slid forward, revealing three silhouettes: a familiar springy shape, a curved hook, and a small, spinning fan. “We need the… Mouseketool
“Goofy, the lasso!” Mickey shouted. Goofy tossed the licorice whip. Mickey hooked it with the plunger’s handle, then pressed the suction cup onto the Giggle-o-Matic’s shiny dome. Thwump! It held. “Oh, toodles