Well, that settled it, you were a baby boy mouse, and Minnie's son. You weren't sure if Mickey was your father, but you had a pretty good guess he was since a pair of his iconic pants were sitting in a hamper you saw as Minnie lifted you out of the bassinet. She then laid on the bed that had been sitting next to the bassinet you had been in, and was cradling you in her arms. "Hmhm, is my little Timmy Mouse hungry?" Minnie asked you motherly.
Well, Timmy Mouse was your mouse name now, and as you were about to say something, your tummy growled and gave you away. "Aww, yes he is," Minnie cooed.
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