Late Night Sunday Bartending

[kingmickeymouse.livejournal.com]

Something is strange. There's a walking, talking, mouse behind the bar. He's wearing a black cloak as well. He wipes off the bar top while standing on a few boxes.

The board behind him says:

Tonight's Specials

Mickey Mouse
Cherry Cheesecake
Cheesecake
 

Have at!

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[aerora.livejournal.com]

He beams.

Seeing the King is like knowing everything will be all right.

"How's it going?" he asks, smiling widely as he takes a seat. "How'd you end up bartending?"

[kingmickeymouse.livejournal.com]

"Mike needed people to fill in, so I volunteered. I kind of wish I would be able to do it more often... Sora, I have something to tell you. It's about the Organization."

[aerora.livejournal.com]

Well, that pretty much makes Sora's wide smile go out like a light.

His expression takes a far more serious tone, now.

"... what about them? Did they hurt someone?"