Oswald: Part OneThe story of Oswald took place not too long ago before Mickey was created, but during that same time, Walt Disney wasn't even a head master of his own studio then. Walt Disney used to be animator at different studio that was even made before Disney Studios exisited.Oswald: Part One5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It all started way back somewhere in the year of 1927, and it was just about time for everyone to leave the studio to come home for the night.
Walt Disney was about the last one to check out for the night, but just before he could leave, there was a crying noise that he heard that was coming from the animation room.
As he check to see where the source of the cry came from, Walt saw an empty ink tube that had ink spilled out of it all of the floor near his desk.
When Walt picked up the empty tube, he noticed that the crying noise he heard had suddenly stopped, and right under his desk where the ink stain is, were two big black eyes looking at him.
It was a baby black toon rabbit with a white face, little floppy ea
Where's Donald: Part1As for today, Donald Duck's still the same duck everyone knows, and styill doesn't look a day over 27, but this year going to be every special for him.Where's Donald: Part16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
One summer morning, Donald woke up and the the same old morning routine as any average perosn (or anthro duck) would. Before Donald sit down to eat his breakfast, he looked at his calander to find out that an excitenting event is going to come soon. "Oh Boy!" Donald said with joy, "Next week is my seventy-fifth birthday and the day my first cartoon was filmed!"
Then Donald looked at his watch to find out that he has to be at Disneyland Theme Park in two hours, so he ate his breakfast and rushed to his car.
Before Donald could get in his car, a hockey puck flew from nowhere and broke the sheild glass of his car.
"Sorry, Uncle Donald" a voice called out to him. It was his nephews Huey, Dewey and Louie who are now teenagers, and were playing street hockey.
Donald usually gets mad at his nephews if the break anything, but this time he didn'
Disney Marvel Origins - Spider MouseDisney Marvel Origins - Spider Mouse3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
DisneyMARVEL Origins × Spider Mouse
The sirens blared. The lights flashed. Cop cars littered the streets as a crowd of wide eyed spectators formed. As the moths buzzed around the fire, I myself was wondering, "What the heck is going on?"
This was the exact place where Ben was supposed to pick me up. His car probably broke down somewhere a few blocks ahead. I swear that car is older than Disneyland. I was always trying to persuade him into buying a new, fresher one, but he says the one he has holds too many memories. The elderly can get so sentimental some time. But then again, I was older than he was.
Eighty three years is old, even for a mouse.
As a handful of questions rushed into my head, something caught the corner of my eye.
A hospital gurney, with a patient on it. You'd think that wouldn't win my attention, but it did. Actually, it wasn't the gurney that was so interesting.
Night At The Toon-seum pt. 1Have you ever had one of the most strangest expirents in your life where you if you're dreaming, but you really aren't?Night At The Toon-seum pt. 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Well, that's just what happend to me and friends.
It all started somewhere during the summer time. Things were getting boring with all of the hot weather.
So me, and my friends Sam, Mickey, and Alexis were looking for a job that we can all work at together and get well paid.
We were discussing our dissions in the park.
"You guys got any ideas?" I asked Sam and Alexis as we were looking at the Wanted Adds in the newspaper for jobs.
"How about working at fast-food resteraunts as waitresses and frycooks?" Sam spoke first
"No, that sounds greasy and I can't remember what the customers odered" I disagreed
Then Alexis suggested, "I know, let's work as babysitters! They get payed alot!"
"Babysitting!?!" Sam questioned a bit angerly "Alexis, me and Keshia already have enough trouble by baby-sitting our siblings."
"Not too mention my brother does all of these random
Why Is Mickey Better then ECWhy is Mickey Mouse better then Edward Cullens:Why Is Mickey Better then EC4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
1.) Mickey may be short, but he's big on brains and heart. While Edward...just nothing but a "vampire" with a stone-cold heart
2.) Mickey's is much more believable as hero, then Edward is a vampire (why would a "vegatarian vampire" drink squirrel blood?)
3.) Mickey doesn't need to sparkle like a disco-ball to get Minnie's attention (or make his fangirls like him)
4.) Mickey is an icon to all of the people; Young, old, male, and female. While Edward is only appealing to Twilight fans and desprite girls
5.) Seriously ladies, in reality would you find a guy that has red lips, yellow eyes, and shines more then your jewelery attractive? I don't think so.
Mickey on the other hand, is no dout about what makes him lovable. His's friendly face, the fact that his head is made out three circles, his signature laugh, his mischivious side, and his high-pitch voice.
6.) While Edward's family made out of bland and boring "vampires,
EM: Lonesome ManorChapter 9: Lonesome ManorEM: Lonesome Manor5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Mickey walked up the path that led to the door, looking around at the tombstones that littered the yard.
On a stone platform among the tombstones were the four singing busts the mansion was known for. Only they weren't singing they looked like their faces were frozen in position with a look of terror on their faces. One of the busts was also completely shattered.
Mickey sighed and shook his head as he walked up to the door.
"Maybe we should find another way in " Gus suggested, peeking out from Mickey's pocket fearfully.
"Don't worry Gus, I know this ride! We'll walk right through it, find Madame Leota, and walk back out!"
Gus flew out of Mickey's pocket and flew right up to his face, standing on his snout and looking into his eyes.
"Do you NOT remember what happened at "It's a Small World"?? What if all the animatronics in here come alive and try to kill us again?? We got lucky with the Beetleworx there!"
"Hm I guess your right about tha
Mickey Mouse in HollywoodMickey Mouse in Hollywood5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The sun was shining and the air was mild and clear when Mickey Mouse closed the door to his modest flat, which an insensitive soul might've called 'dumpy', and started whistling his way down the six flights of stairs that would lead him out onto the street. Mickey's flat was modest, of course, because Mickey was poor and couldn't afford a better one, and it was just a happy coincidence that he didn't much mind sleeping on an old cot half-filled with sawdust. Of course, he wasn't so keen on the six flights of stairs and would've raised no objections to using the lift, but since the only lift in the place had been sitting two feet off the lobby floor for many moons and nobody had any intention of moving it, least of all the owner of the place well, a person just can't have everything. So down the stairs he went, all six flights of them, because his addiction to meals and having a passable pair of shoes to his name necessitated his going to work.