Mickey Mouse Clubhouse Hiccups Review

The screen flickered to life. Toodles appeared, his face concerned. “You’ve got the Hiccups, huh, Mickey? Let’s see… today’s Mousketool is…”

It started, as most problems in the Sensational Six’s world do, with a simple "Oh, Toodles."

Then, a wide grin spread across his face. “The hiccups are gone!” mickey mouse clubhouse hiccups

The slide uncoiled. The Handy Helpers returned to their places. The music played forward again. And somewhere in the distance, Pete grumbled about how even a mouse’s indigestion got a song and a parade.

“Hooray!” cheered the gang, just as the glass of water transformed into a spring-loaded chicken. Because that’s how the Clubhouse works. The screen flickered to life

Mickey lowered the glass. He blinked.

“Oh, dear,” Mickey whispered, then louder, accidentally shouting the word ‘hot dog’ in the middle of his greeting. “Hot dog— HIC —everybody!” Let’s see… today’s Mousketool is…” It started, as

Mickey had just taken a big gulp of his morning sarsaparilla to wash down a Pluto-shaped cookie when it happened. Hic. His gloved hand flew to his mouth. Hic. Again. A little, squeaky hiccup that sounded like a rubber duck stepping on a squeaky toy.