Mickey's House of Villains

Happy Halloween.

Oh, boy! Trick or treat!

Tonight, l'm going to go out

and scare everybody.

You? Scare everybody?

Donald, on a Scare-o-Meter,

you're barely a squeal.

Yep. She's right.

You're not going

to frighten anyone...

dressed up

like a big red bunny.

Bunny? l'll show you.

Huh. There seems to be...

an awful lot of villains

here tonight.

Aw, relax, Minnie.

lt's Halloween.

l'm sure they're not

up to any tricks.

Oh, Halloween

at the House of Mouse.

All treats and no tricks.

lf this were my house,

l'd run things differently.

-Add a splash of evil?

-Pillage and plunder?

Blah, blah, blah.

Every year it's the same thing--

all talk and no play.

What a bunch of dull villains.

Well, this year

will be different.

l've got a trick

for Mickey Mouse...

but you'll all have to wait

until midnight.

lt's a Houseketeer Halloween...

so grab your garlic and get set

for America's Most Haunted.

He's Count Mickey Mouse.

Velcome.

Velcome, my children.

Oh, boy! l love Halloween.

Lots of haunted happenings

around town.

Why, Chernobog

threw a big party.

You know,

it's easy to get to his house.

Just make a right

on Bald Mountain.

lt's funny, because it's true.

Why, l even saw Hades.

He was really

painting the town dead.

Love that.

Hey, l also heard

there's a big shindig...

over at

the elephant graveyard.

lt's B.Y.O.B.

Bring your own bones.

And now

let's start off the fun...

with this

tricky Halloween tale.

Boo.

What manner of ghoul is this?

Uh-oh. The boys.

Hello, boys.

Trick or treat!

For you...

and you and you.

Thank you, Uncle Donald.

Whoa, Beelzebub. Whoa.

Steady there, old boy.

Now here's your treat.

So long, boys.

Oh, bless

their little black hearts.

l saw the whole thing, kids.

Down, Beelzebub.

Down, please. Thank you.

Oh, look, a real witch.

Oh, joy!

Thou do believeth in witches.

Just for that,

l'll help thee get thy candy.

Uh-oh. Another one.

My name, sir, is Hazel.

Witch Hazel, that is.

That quacking rogue

is tougher than l thought.

Now come here, boys.

l'll tell you

what l'm going to do.

l need some very

gruesome ingredients--

a cauldron of swamp water...

Double, double,

toil and trouble.

Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.

Eye of needle,

tongue of shoe...

hand of clock

that points at 2:00.

This is the real thing,

you know.

Right out of Shakespeare.

Neck of bottle,

tail of coat...

whiskers from the billy goat.

Here you are, Hazel.

Repulsive.

Delightfully gruesome reaction.

Kids, this stuff's loaded.

Oh, boy!

Boy, this is fun!

What in the heck is that?

-Attaboy, Beelzebub!

-Oh, boy!

Oh, l don't believe it.

Trick or treat,

trick or treat

Trick or treat

for Halloween

When the pumpkin shells

cast evil spells

Your little white house

turns green

Your little white house

turns green

This is too--

Every post is a ghost

lf you got a witch's brew

And if you want your gate

to circulate

Ho, ho, we can do that, too

Trick or treat,

trick or treat

Trick or treat,

trick or treat

Trick or treat

for Halloween

When ghosts and goblins

by the score

Ring the bell

on your front door

You better not be stingy

Or your nightmares

will come true

Now, are you going

to treat...or not?

Yes, ma'am. Right away.

Oh, my goodness.

Ghosts and goblins.

l don't understand.

Kids,

this pigeon's a pushover.

Pushover?

The key.

l just been a-itchin'

to cast a spell on you.

Hocus pocus, magic shower.

Put his feet within my power.

Hey, what was that stuff?

Feet...

Kick out that key.

Yippee! Look at him dance!

Oh, dance with your feet

just as fast as you can

Now flip 'em

like a flapjack in a pan

Oh, a-hoppin' and a-jumpin'

like a flea on a griddle

The key for the door

is the key for the vittles

Do-si-do,

now mind the rules

With your old flat feet

just a-kickin' like mules

Oh, promenade

a-way out west

That's where the cactus

grows the best

Now swing down south

and turn on the heat

Stop!

Now end the dance

and take your seat

-Nothing to it.

-Oh, yeah?

Now you've made old Hazel mad.

l'll cast a spell

that's double grim.

Smash that door down, feet...

with him.

Get out. No, you don't.

This hurts me worse

than it does you.

Now take a longer start--

about a mile or two!

Get ready, kids. Here he comes.

l thought

he'd listen to reason.

Hooray for Uncle Donald.

l won't do it.

Come, Beelzebub.

lt's nearly dawn.

Dear, l mustn't be late.

Goodness, me.

Good-bye, kids.

So when ghosts and goblins

by the score

Ring your bell

or pound your door

Better not be stingy

Or your nightmares

will come true

Boo!

Oh, boy. Somebody to scare.

Boo!

Halloween treats

can be really spooky...

like mechanical houses

that act kind of kooky.

So, sit back, relax,

and let's take a lookie.

ln a humble little house

that needed some paint...

lived a tired Mickey Mouse

trying to sleep...

but he cain't.

You see,

the problems were plenty...

in this house that he had.

The roof always creaked...

and the drafts, they were bad.

The furnace turned on

with a clatter and clunk...

making pipes sputter,

steam, rattle, and plunk.

With a slap and a bang,

the shutters did slam.

This noise,

it continued ad nauseam.

He rolled and he tossed

under his pillow and sheets.

Poor Mickey was wishing

the sounds they would cease.

l can't take this racket

another night longer.

l thought that l could,

but l couldn't be wronger.

He threw off his blankets

and slunk to the sink.

Perhaps l'll feel better

after a drink.

But the water came out

in a way unexpected.

lt sprayed from the drain

in his face, misdirected.

He wiped off his mug

in angry defeat.

That's the last straw.

My decision's complete.

l'm fed up with clanking,

ker-slamming, and squeaking.

The whistling and knocking

and roof always creaking.

Poor Mickey was irked--

a bit peeved, you might say.

His mind was made up

that he must move away.

So, he gathered his things

and emptied each drawer.

The last thing he did

was lock the front door.

Then Pluto and he

marched up the next street...

where new houses stood

all spiffy and neat.

He found a nice dwelling

that drew his attention...

with automatic devices

of the latest invention.

This house is electric.

Said the salesman with pride.

lf you push this red button,

you'll travel inside.

With the flick of a switch

and the pull of a lever...

the house, it transformed.

This is really quite clever.

The design's ergonomic--

for comfort, you see.

Grinned the salesman

as he pushed...

buttons one, two, and three.

The furniture

folds right into the wall.

lt makes a great shortcut

into the hall.

This kitchen is sparkling.

lt's synthetic steel.

There's even a robot

who can cook you a meal.

But how will the floors here

all stay so clean?

Should dust ever settle,

there's a vacuum machine.

Are there shutters that

bang, slap, rattle, or slam?

Not a one, not a bit,

not at all, my good man.

l'll take this new house.

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