[ WP ] Whilst two kidnappers are holding a person hostage , they find out they 've kidnapped the wrong guy .

The animal was hooded and cuffed in the corner of the van. It was a large hood, they needed one big enough for his figure. Kidnapping one of his celebrity status meant they had to be prepared, and having the right size of hood was simply the first step. 
 
 Then there was the issue with the cuffs, the guy had tiny wrists but hands the size of a giant. Their size was comical. Literally. 
 
 And of course they had to get him alone, which was no easy task, but even he had to get some every once in a while; life at home with the wife was n't doing the trick for ol' Mick. All they had to do was pay off some broad. *Best spent $ 50 we coulda spent, * he thought. It made it feel almost too easy. Someone so famous should have been much harder, but then again, no one brings in the body guards during the more... intimate sessions. 
 
 *Too easy, * he thought again. It really had been too easy. *If somethings too good to be true, * he thought back on his father's advice, *it probably is. * 
 
 Now that it had been done, that they were in the van driving away, the adrenaline had subsided and his head began to return. The words of his father uselessly came back to him. 
 
 He looked at the hooded figure, in the darkness of the room he had n't had time to get a good look at what he was going for. He simply searched for the comical hands and recognized the dark, black skin of the Mouse. It passed his rudimentary test so he bagged the Cartoon. 
 
 But now... now that he looked at him, the hood hung in the wrong direction. Where the ears should have been was instead air. The top of his head stood a nob where there should have been nothing. While the nose did protrude, it was not as it should have, it was much too long, too skinny. 
 
 He reached towards the hooded figure. 
 
 `` What are you doing?'' Peg asked him. 
 
 `` Shut the fuck up.'' 
 
 He yanked at the hood and revealed his mistake. 
 
 `` Ha-HYUK!'' He laughed at him, `` Got the wrong one, didya Petey Pete? Ha-HYUK!'' the dog laughed, `` What, were you expecting a little old Mouse instead of me?'' 
 
 Panic gripped at Pete's chest, `` If you're here...'' he began. 
 
 `` And who's with Petey Pete Jr.?'' Goofy asked knowing full well the answer, `` Seems to me if I'm here, and Mickey is not, well then... what does that imply? An interesting thought, do n't you think? Ha-HYUK!'' 
 
 What little color his face had drained from Pete's face. *No....* 
 
 `` Dawwww,'' Goofy said mockingly, `` You look like you've seen a ghost! Ha-HYUK! Mick did n't forget what you did to Mini all those years ago...'' 
 
 Thought Pete did n't think it was possible, Goofy's silly face went serious. His eyes grew thin and he close his mouth, almost concealing his comical buck teeth. He leaned forward as much as the restraints would allow. 
 
 ``... and he does n't forgive. Ha-HYUK!'' His mocking laughter reverberated in the van, then he said nothing. 
 
 He let Pete's imagination do the rest. 

