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Since the beginning of animation many things were unknown. Studios never realized that drawing characters will end up with them becoming a reality. It wasn’t until the hit shorts were praised and many loved the characters in them. Toons start to appear in the human world commonly when they are loved or drawn constantly. Many humans and toons thought it was perfect. Nothing could go wrong with toons coming into the world and being with the humans. It wasn’t until a rabbit toon that was extremely popular suddenly disappeared, leaving no trace in the human or toon world. Reality seats in with the realization that if a toon becomes less popular they disappear.
As well as the industry starts to take off younger toons have been appearing faster. To where they are still unstable because they appear before their design is set in stone. This also affects the toons mentally as with being young It takes longer for these toons to realize that they are not in their shows. These young toons do not have the skills in their ink yet to determine how to not be in the constant personality given to them in their toons.
It wasn’t commonplace though to tell new toons or even talk about either subjects. Many in the industry refused to allow what is happening to get out, and in the end many toons are never informed about the possibility of disappearing or on young toons. After all why worry toons when the causes for the disappearing are not known and the young toons even out eventually. Thankfully one Mickey Mouse at least knows about the situation about young toons, after all not every day do you need to know exactly that when walking back home.
Mickey whistles as he travels down the monochrome toon town. Although it was a very small town that the humans have made for toons. The mouse’s tail sways as he makes his way through town, trying not to look bone at the colored sky. As he traverses it becomes extremely bothersome trying to ignore the colors above. The mouse stops as he debates what he should do. Look above at the bright blue or the monochrome environment? As he was still pondering something drew the mouse's attention.
A toon was peeking his head around the corner. The toon was fairly young since its ink was still malleable. It was smaller than Mickey was and was glancing everywhere 8n a stiff motion. The mouse stays still as he watches the other, until he sees the other finally step out in the open. The malleable toon seems to be a demon like character, which is not that uncommon. They have black shoes, white gloves, and a white bow tie. As The toon continues to venture into the open the ink on it starts to loosen. The ink was trying to cover its pie eyes, and its whole body was starting to shake because of it.
The mouse watches the other still as the demon wips the ink off with its glove. When the eyes were visible Mickey was able to see that the others eyes didn’t have eyelashes meaning the toon was male. The demon takes in the road and street he ended up in. The demon shakes his body as he starts walking on wobbly legs towards Mickey direction. The mouse stays where he was deciding to watch the young toon and be there for him as he advances closer.
As the demon got an arms length away the ink on him starts to become unstable as his legs give out. As Mickey lunges forward catching the other the mouse instinctively wips the demon’s forehead with his own glove. The demon flinches at the touch as his eyes snap open as his ink starts to melt more. Mickey gives the other a small smile as he picks up the other and puts the younger on his feet. The demon gives a deep sigh as his ink starts to solidify on him. Mickey let’s go of the other slightly only to catch the other as the demon's legs fail. Mickey gives a chuckle as he shifts to get the smaller in his arms, as he continues to his destination.
The demon gives a whistle as it shifts slightly to where he can take in the sky above the two of them. Mickey takes it the other every once in the while, who seems too tired to even shift to take in the building they were passing. Mickey adverts his gaze as he frowns and his tail sways behind them. Eventually without looking up Mickey knew they were at his house, or well if anyone could call it that. His father's company made the house for him. The house had an open floor plan, to which the kitchen was combined with the living room while only the bathroom being closed in its own room. The couch which was in the living room part of the house is what Mickey uses as a bed.
When the mouse gets to the front door he shifts the demon so he can get a free hand. As he puts the young toon on his shoulder like a sack of potatoes he notices the four stubs on the other. It didn’t take a genius to know that the poor toon was growing four tails. Mickey shakes his head before opening the door, heading to the couch laying the demon on his blankets.
Mickey takes in his sleeping guest until deciding to move on into his kitchen. The mouse pulls off his gloves and opens a drawer close by grabbing a new unused pair of gloves. It then didn’t take the other long to crouch down to grab his stock pot. The mouse whistles as he heaves it to his sink, and under the faucet. Once the water is turned on Mickey keeps the pot ther and glances at his arm at an imaginary watch.
The mouse takes the pot and rushes over to his oven. Water splashes over the side of the pot and on the floor. The toon heeds no mind as he places it on the burner and turns it on. When the mouse sees the flame under the pot he rushes to the sink giving a yelp as he slides on the water. He successfully gets to the faucet and turns it off. He grabs hand towels next and puts them on the floor deciding to pick them up later.
He glances over his shoulder to see that the demon was awake. He was shifting where he was until he was able to sit. The toon then immediately took off his shoes, making the mouse flinch and look away. Although the sound of hooves on the wood of his floor makes him look back to see the others feet were just that, hooves. The demon also starts tapping with them making it similar to a rhyme or instrumental.
Before Mickey could dwindle on it the hissing of the water demands his attention. The mouse rushes to his fridge grabbing ink infused hot dogs. He then goes to the stove turning the heat down before ripping open the hot dog package. He pours all of them in only to rush to grab the buns residing on top of the fridge. The mouse focus then turns to grabbing. Plates and preparing the buns for the hotdogs.
After a few minutes Mickey goes over to the stove, turns it off and grabs the pot. He pours the content out in the sink before grabbing the steaming hot food and placing them back in the pot they were cooked in. He leaves four of them out, grabbing them and taking them to the buns. He places them inside and glances over to the counter. The mouse debates giving condiments, before deciding better and going over to his young guest.
The demon perks at the smell as his eyes notice the plates, the younger toon does a grabbing motion as his focus stays on the food. Mickey gives a small laugh before giving the demon one of the plates. Mikey then goes to sit on a spare chair he has for guests. As the mouse gets comfortable the other toon was already trying to eat. The younger had shoved the hotdog on his face not caring about the heat as he put it bun first against his teeth. As Mickey starts on his first hotdog he watches as the hotdog on the others teeth starts to disintegrate as the younger tilts his head up to let the liquid go through his teeth. In between the liquid going into the younger throat a whistle can be heard from the younger.
Mickey eyes narrow but he doesn’t give any negative body language. After all the studio of the young toon’s might not have a reason yet to have the young one open his mouth. After all if it’s mostly physical gags they don’t need a lot of open mouths for the one doing the gags. The other toons probably have usable mouths.
As Mickey finishes his first the demon finishes his second, before giving grabby hands again. Mickey chuckles before rolling his eyes, then proceeding to give his second to the other. After all it must take more energy to liquify his food. The demon gives a chirping sound as he bounces where he was seated on the couch. The demon claps and gives air kisses in thanks as the mouse rolls his eyes. The mouse leans over and rubs the younger’s head not minding the ink on his glove. The demon gives a chirping sound as he learns into the touch.
The demon backs away as he gives out a hum, before giving a smile. The demon holds up a finger up in the motion to give him a second before he pulls out a tutu out of his hammer space, as well as a notebook and a pencil. The demon scribbles onto it as he hums before offering it to the mouse, who reads it and nods happily, as he perks. The demon smiles back as he checks his hooves before tapping harder on the floor, testing how loud the fame was with his feet.
Mickey gives a squeak before rushing over to his bed pulling out the items he was storing under it. The mouse smiles as he pulls out a phonograph from one of the boxes, he blows on it before he starts playing it. The sound to come out was the instrumental used for steamboat willie, which the mouse had to memorize when acting the cartoon out for the animators. The demon laughs at hearing it but starts dancing to it, starting off beat only to get in rhythm after a few minutes.
The mouse watched the other dance in aw, clapping when the demon did a backflip only to proceed it with a twirl on one of his hooves. Although the demon gives a wheeze as he twirling continues and gains momentum until he starts to spin towards the wall. A loud bang echoes through the room as the demon meets said wall, and stars start twirling themselves around the toon's head. The mouse laughs as he holds his belly.
The demon huffs as he pulls out his own Phonograph, pushing Mickey’s away every so slightly. The mouse stands up and takes other toon’s spot a few seconds before. The mouse shifts on his feet as the instrumental for tasty trio troubles. The mouse starts improvising on what he hears until he leaps up landing a little to rough where his head pops off. The rest of the time with the song playing was of Mickey’s body trying to find its head, only for the demon to grab it and rush off away from the body as he laughs.
The mouse starts squeaking as his arms rise in anger, although the body really can’t retaliate since it can’t even figure out which direction the demon ran off to with its head. As the body tries following a loud crack comes from where it steps. The demon turns around showing the mouse that his body ended up stepping on the demon’s phonograph, crunching it completely with how small and old it looked. Mickey feels as the demon shrugs before throwing the head over to the body. The body barely catches it as it scrambles to secure it. The demon watches before bursting out laughing when Mickey squeaked realizing his head was put on the wrong way.
Mickey huffs as he grabs his head and twists it not minding the cracking noise as he gets his head on correctly. The mouse sticks his tongue out, only for the demon to actually grab it and take it. Mickey makes a hissing sound before lunging at the smaller toon. It doesn’t take long for a toon cloud to absorb the two as they fight for the tongue. When the cloud clears Mickey has the demon under him, stepping on the others back and giving a silent laugh. The demon rolls his eyes before pushing himself up automatically getting the other off him.
The demon sticks his tongue out and jumps out of the way as the mouse tries getting it. The demon goes back to the couch and plops down on it. The demon takes a deep breath as he whips at his forehead getting extra ink that was melting out of the way and on his glove. Mickey blinks as he stays standing he starts for the kitchen deciding to get more food for the two of them. After all they have just done toon antics and the other was still quite young.
Mickey smiles when a loud bang comes from the front door. The demon stiffens and jerks stuff at the sound, bending his knees to look smaller and weaker. Mickey narrows his eyes at the other before starting for the door. As the mouse gets to the door it fings open and a muffled chirp comes from the mouse. As the door swings away from the wall Mickey holds his head before taking in the intruder.
“Ugh you mangy thing. The whole studio has been looking for you.” The man hisses out and he marches over to the demon. Who for some reason has been given a scream as he dives behind the couch. The man was cleaned shaven, blonde haired, male with green eyes. He was wearing a white shirt, a black tie, brown paints, and black dress shoes. The man crunches the cigarette in his mouth as he yanks the couch out of his way.
The demon yelps and turns to run more only to get his head yanks away from his body. Mickey gives a high whistle as he rushes over to the wandering body. The man rolls his eyes before grabbing the arm of the demon and yanking it in the right direction. Before the mouse could do anything the man was out of the house with the demon. Mickey’s face scrunches as he rushes after them.
The mouse gets in front of the man giving squeaking noises to try getting him to stop. The man gives the mouse a mighty kick as the demon’s body trips over the mouse getting running ink on the other.although the body gets up immediately and tries following the man and its head. As Mickey rubs his chest he hears an eerily similar whistle from the demon’s head despite it being unable to see the mouse.
The mouse brushes himself once he is on his feet, keeping the man and toon in his sight as long as he could. The mouse sighs as he turns to head back inside. As he walks the few feet back to his home he wonders if he will ever see the toon ever again. The mouse shakes his head at the negative thoughts as he gets to his doorstep. When he got inside he realizes he still has the others' broken phonograph on the floor. The mouse crouches down scooping it up deciding to store it until he could eventually get it fixed