This idea has been sitting in my mind for a while. My insatiable need to ship Mickey and Minnie made me do it. But I mean, it's the age old question that needs to be answered: why don't Mickey and Minnie have any children? Here is your answer.

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The First Time

Minnie's heart nearly melted when she walked into her and Mickey's living room one rainy afternoon. Mickey was fast asleep on one of the couches, Pluto slept on the floor next to him, and laying on Mickey's chest also fast asleep was the tiniest, cutest baby Minnie had ever seen.

She went over and pressed her lips to Mickey's forehead and then to their baby girl Maya's cheek. Afterwards she sat on the couch next to them and ran her hand gently up and down their baby's back. She wore a warm lavender jumper and had a matching bow in her soft black hair. She was easily the best thing that had ever happened to Minnie and her husband.

When she had been born two months ago, she had fulfilled every single one of Mickey and Minnie's dreams. For so long they had wanted to be parents and it was starting to look like it would never happen.

The last eight weeks since she had been born hadn't been easy, the couple were in a constant state of exhaustion, hence Mickey taking advantage of a nap, and they learned something new every day. But it had also been the most wonderful time in their lives and they couldn't have asked for more than her.

As long as she could remember, Minnie had wanted to be a mother and the long road to finally having a child hadn't been easy for the two of them. Her hopes and dreams were first shattered shortly after she and Mickey had gotten married.

It all began on the set of a cartoon. She and Mickey had hardly gotten married two years ago. They'd had such an amazing marriage so far. It was like their honeymoon had never ended. The two were hopelessly devoted to each other as they would stay throughout their many years together.

They were on set doing a cartoon with Donald, Goofy, and Daisy. Minnie and Daisy were sitting in chairs running lines.

"So anyway…" Minnie began.

She was interrupted when Mickey came over to her and placed a deep kiss on her lips.

Daisy started laughing at the look on Minnie's face.

Then a smile spread across her face. "I love you."

Mickey smiled as well. "I love you too sweetie."

"You two are gross," Donald said as he walked past.

"Maybe you'd feel better if you were more romantic," Daisy said crossing her arms.

"Why would I do that?" Donald said skeptically. Daisy's glare hardened and he sighed. "Alright, fine." He kissed her and then went back onto the set.

Daisy sighed. "You're ridiculous," she said as she followed him.

Mickey took over her spot and moved the chair to be closer to Minnie.

Minnie couldn't help but giggle at Donald and Daisy. The two were dysfunctional but she knew how much they loved each other.

She stopped as she started to feel nauseous. Minnie had been feeling strange all day. She was in a constant state of nausea, she'd had a headache all morning, and she was very sleepy. Despite how she felt, she hadn't wanted to stay home that day. Everyone had been excited about today's cartoon for weeks and she didn't want to spoil it.

Her behavior didn't slip past Mickey though. He held her hands and looked at her with eyes full of concern. "Are you okay?"

She didn't want to tell him. He would be worried and he would try to take her home and she didn't want to mess up everyone's filming day. "I'm fine."

"Are you sure? You haven't seemed like yourself today."

Of course nothing could slip past him. "I have been feeling a little sick."

He pressed his hand to her forehead. "You are a little warm."

"I'm sure I'm fine dear."

"Min…"

She cut him off with a kiss. "I promise."

Walt called them over to start filming and after another kiss, they went to get in their places. At first Minnie was fine but after a while she started to feel even worse. She started to feel dizzy, all of the lights and voices were starting to make her head swim, and she started to feel even more nauseous. Soon she couldn't take it anymore and she ran off the set to the ladies room where she threw up her guts.

A moment later Daisy entered the room. "Minnie, what's wrong?" she said sounding extremely worried.

"I'll be alright," Minnie said from her place on the floor. She threw up again.

Daisy sat next to her and looked at her face critically. "How long has this been going on?"

"Since last night I guess."

"Is anything else wrong?"

"Headache," Minnie replied. "And I've been really sleepy."

"Have you missed a period?"

"No, well...it's a couple days late but…"

Daisy's eyes got wide. "Are you pregnant?"

Minnie gasped. "No, of course not! I can't be...at least I don't think so…"

There was a knock on the door. "Minnie?" Mickey said. "Honey, are you alright?"

Minnie stood up. "Oh no, he's worried."

"Are you going to tell him?" Daisy asked.

"I'm pretty sure I'm not pregnant Daisy."

"You definitely have pregnancy symptoms. I'm going to get you a pregnancy test."

"Daisy…"

"At least you'll know for sure."

They exited the room and Mickey immediately pulled Minnie into his arms. "Baby are you okay? I knew I shouldn't have had you go on set! You need rest…"

"Mickey, I swear I'm alright," Minnie said trying to console him. "Maybe if I lay down for a while I'll feel better."

"I'll be back soon," Daisy said walking off.

"Where's she going?" Mickey asked.

Minnie didn't want to tell him what Daisy was going to get. She couldn't have been pregnant and she didn't want to worry Mickey for nothing. "I'm not sure."

"Come on and lay down," Mickey said leading her in the direction of their dressing rooms. They arrived in hers and he lay her down on the couch. "I'll go get you something to drink."

"Thank you Mickey," she said.

He kissed her. "You're welcome baby."

Later that evening, Minnie was at her and Mickey's house in their bedroom contemplating whether to take the pregnancy test Daisy had gotten her. The thought of being pregnant excited her. She and Mickey had talked about having a baby before and it was something that both of them wanted very much. But she didn't want to get her hopes up too soon. She and Mickey made love very often but they had been using birth control. She racked her mind trying to remember if she had skipped a pill but couldn't remember. It was very possible that she wasn't pregnant.

It was also possible that she was. Finally she took a deep breath and went ahead and took the test. She paced back and forth around the room waiting for the results to come in. When she finally checked she dropped the test on the floor. It couldn't be…

She picked it up again and sure enough it was true. She was pregnant!

Her shock was replaced by immense joy. She squealed with happiness and then ran out of the room to find Mickey.

He was in the living room on the phone with Walt. "I hope she's alright dad…" He looked up when he saw Minnie come into the room. "I've got to go."

Minnie sat down next to him when he hung up the phone.

He put his arms around her waist. "Are you feeling better?" He was still really worried about her from earlier.

"Yeah, I'm...I'm great." She was trying to figure out how to tell him this. "Mickey, I…"

He placed his forehead on hers. "What is it sweetheart?"

There was no other way to do it. She had to just tell him.

"Mickey, I'm pregnant."

He looked just as shocked as she had been. "Are...are you sure?"

She pulled the test out of her pocket to show him and if his eyes could have rolled out of their sockets they would have. He hadn't said anything yet and she started to get worried. Maybe he wasn't as excited as she thought he would be.

Then a smile broke across his face and he kissed her. "Min this is amazing!" He kissed her over and over. "Wow, just...wow!"

She giggled at how excited he was. "I'm glad you're happy."

"Of course I am honey!" He placed his hand on her stomach. "Our baby is in there."

It felt nice to have his hand on her stomach that way knowing their baby was there. "I'm so excited," she said.

He placed a kiss on her lips. "Me too honey."