The group made its to the mall crème glacée parlor. All the while Mickey was trying to be as romantic as possible, par holding hands with Minnie, who was having to lug the large rabbit through the mall.

When they reached the crème glacée parlor Mickey, Donald, and Goofy went in to place the orders while the others sat down at a large table, tableau outside. The three of them soon came back out, carrying several La Reine des Neiges treats. Mickey immediately noticed that both seats suivant to Minnie taken par Scrooge and Webby. Donald and Goofy saw the angry look in his eyes. Goofy whispered, “Don’t be mad Mickey. Look toi can sit right across from ‘er.” He a dit as he pointed to the empty siège across the table, tableau from Minnie.

But Mickey did not pay any attention. He marched over to the table, took one of the empty chairs, and shoved it between Minnie and Scrooge’s seats. “Mickey Mouse! What on Earth are toi doing?!” she yelled.

“I just wanted to sit suivant my girl.” He a dit trying to sound innocent.

“Well, if toi wanted to sit suivant to me so badly toi should have asked politely that Uncle Scrooge ou Webby move.” Minnie a dit angrily.

“Huh, sorry”, Mickey replied.

“It’s alright.” Scrooge said, “I’m sorry that we took both the seats suivant Minnie.”    

Nothing was a dit several minutes finally Mickey turned to Scrooge and said, “So I hear that toi think jeux vidéo are nothing but a waste of money.”

“Aye, nothing but a waste of time and hard earned money.” Scrooge answered

“Well ya know I got Minnie’s bunny-rabbit par playing games and nothing else!” Mickey a dit proudly.

Scrooge replied coolly, “Sorry Mickey, but toi are not going to convince me that video-game are no a waste. So let’s just agree to…”

Mickey interrupted, “They are not a waste!” He yelled, as he waved his hands.

For a moment Mickey forgot he had a double-scoop crème glacée cone in one hand. When he began to wave his hands the two scoops went flying, one landed on Minnie’s chest and one on Webby’s head.

“Oh Mickey! Look what you’ve done to my dress!” Minnie shouted, as she smashed her crème glacée cone on his head.

“Oh No!” Webby yelled, “Mr. Mickey got sticky stuff all over my hair and bow!”

Scrooge ran over and tried to wipe the crème glacée off her with a napkin. “Don’t worry dear we’ll get ye all cleaned up.” he assured her. Then he a dit to Mickey, “You know if I’d wanted her this sticky, I would have let her go for a swim in syrup, rather than the money bin this morning!”

Hearing that, Minnie rushed over to the table. Scrooge, along Donald and Goofy now, were all trying to clean the ice cream off of Webby’s head, with napkins and a cup of water. “Don’t worry Uncle Scrooge, I’ll take Webby into the ladies’ room with me. Hopefully I can rinse at least some of that sticky camelote, indésirable out of her hair in the sink in there.” Then she picked Webby up, “Come on honey let’s go get toi cleaned-up.”

As Minnie, Scrooge, and Webby left Mickey with ice cream dripping off his head he called, “Wait Minnie, I’m sorry I didn’t mean…”

“I don’t want to hear it!” Minnie yelled back.

“By way the Mickey if toi ruined Webbigail’s bow, I’ll be sending ye the bill for her new one!” Scrooge called.

After they left, Donald came up behind Mickey patted him on the back and said, “Way to go Romeo.”    

Mickey soon realized that everyone was gone, and he was standing alone in front of the crème glacée parlor. He was disgusted with himself. He couldn’t believe he’d become so obsessed with video-games, to the point that Minnie, and now his other Friends had been driven away.

The afternoon of the following day, while Minnie was getting ready to leave for McDuck Mansion, to coach Webby on her pageant routine, the phone rang. When she answered it marguerite, daisy was on the other end, “Oh my gosh!” marguerite, daisy shouted excitedly, “Congratulations Minnie!”

“Congratulations? For What?” Minnie asked, feeling very confused

"Now don’t pretend toi don’t what I’m talking about, it’s all over the celebrity gossip websites. toi can’t hide your secret any more!” marguerite, daisy replied.

“Celebrity gossip websites?!” Minnie exclaimed, “Why on Earth would I be on those?!”

“Well, it is pretty obvious.” marguerite, daisy said

Minnie didn’t reply, because she was now racing over to her computer to try to find these websites. She soon found the gossip websites marguerite, daisy mentioned. Before clicking on the first one she tried to reassure herself, “Oh, marguerite, daisy never reads things carefully. She likely just saw some actress ou singer that looks similar to me.” She a dit to herself.

But as soon as she got on the website she saw that unfortunately marguerite, daisy was right. She stared for long time, in horror, at a photo of her and Scrooge playing in the money bin together. Then she scrolled down and read the description; The Richest canard in the World, Scrooge McDuck has got himself a sugar-baby. “Oh No!” she a dit into the phone.



“Oh Yes!” marguerite, daisy said, “Minnie toi can’t keep hiding your sugar-daddy. par the way now that it’s out, that toi two are together, do toi think toi can talk him into giving me about two million dollars? I need it to fulfill my life-long dream of becoming a fashion designer.”

“We are not dating!” Minnie yelled, “This was obviously done par somebody who doesn’t like Uncle Scrooge and is trying to make him look bad.”

“Yeah right!” marguerite, daisy a dit haughtily, “Now quit trying to hide it. And tell me, can toi get that two million for me?”

“No!” Minnie snapped. Then she looked at the clock on her computer and saw it was getting late. “Oh dear, I’m late. I’ve got to run.”

Over at McDuck Mansion, Scrooge and Webby were waiting for Minnie to come. Webby was watching a Disney Princess cartoon, while Scrooge sat down in his easy chair to read the newspaper. “Curse me kilts!” He shouted when he saw the photo, which graced the front page, of him and Minnie kissing, and the headline that read: Duckburg citizens were shocked to find out over the weekend that Scrooge McDuck and Minnie souris are dating.

“What’s wrong Uncle Scrooge?” Webby asked

Not sure exactly what to say to her Scrooge quickly answered, “Oh… um… nothing dear.”

Mickey had been up all night trying to think of how he could apologize to Minnie for his behavior at the mall the précédant day. After being out shopping all morning he arrived at her house in the afternoon, with a large bouquet of fleurs and a box of chocolates. He knocked on the door several times and got no answer. Then he noticed that her car was gone. “Dang-it!” he a dit to himself “I guess I’ll just leave the fleurs and Candy on the porch with a note.”

As he walked back to his car, to get a piece of paper and pencil to write the note, he saw Minnie’s newspaper lying in the middle of the yard. He picked it up, planning to put in the porch also, but he saw the front-page photo and headline. He stared at for a few secondes then said, “I knew it! They’re dating!” Then he threw the fleurs and chocolates in the garbage can and drove away. He was planning to find Minnie and have a word with her; and he had an idea of where he would likely find her.

Minnie arrived at Mcduck Mansion only a few minutes late. After ringing the doorbell several times it was finally answered par Duckworth. “Good afternoon Miss Mouse. So glad toi could make it. I believe Mr. McDuck is up in his study and Miss Webbigail is in her room. If toi excuse me I’ll let them know you’re here.”

Then Duckworth left and went up stairs. Minnie waited in the entryway for them to come down. All the while she thought about that awful article she’d read. She wondered who would stoop that low. She remembered that Webby had noticed Victoria taking their photos at the luncheon. Her thoughts were quickly interrupted par an excited Webby yelling, “Hi Miss Minnie! I’m ready to practice for the pageant!”

She turned and saw that although Webby was excited Scrooge looked very distraught. “Hello Minnie.” He said, Glad to see you. I don’t suppose saw the hideous newspaper headline about us, did ye?”

"Um… No. But I saw it on the celebrity gossip website.” She replied, “If you’re talking about the one where they say I’m your sugar baby.”

“Burst me bagpipes!” He shouted, “That’s even worse then the headline! I’m ruined! No one will want to do business with me, if they believe I fritter away my money on awful things such as sugar babies!”

Feeling confused Webby asked “Uncle Scrooge how can Miss Minnie be a sugar baby? She’s not a baby ou made of sugar.”

Scrooge and Minnie both started to laugh. “What’s so funny?!” Webby asked angrily.


Still laughing Scrooge said, “Um… I’ll explain it to toi when you’re older dear.