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Hey, y'all! Working on the reboot of 'A Rabbit and a Mouse Walk Onto a Movie Set...', and want to get feedback on the working synopsis! I was hoping the story to be much more ambitious this time around. Enjoy!

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Touchstone Studios has officially started production for their latest film based on the hit novel, "Who Censored Roger Rabbit?". It was regarded as incredibly ambitious for the rinky-dink studio, who was simply a brand run by Disney for films the higher ups didn't have much faith in. To make it even worse, within the first few months of production, the film went through three different directors, budget cuts, and threats to cancel the movie altogether. As a last resort, the company's CEO calls for you to salvage the film.

Working with toons was always a struggle, but working with toons from rival studios was even worse. In order for you to recieve more funding for this soul-sucking, expensive money-vaccuum of a movie, you're forced to resort to an all-time low... cameos from Bugs Bunny and Mickey Mouse, and their own respective band of friends.

And just as you think the silly antics of hyper-active toons isn't enough, a long string of actors going missing on set placed the cherry on top for this recipe for disaster.

You're gonna need a lot more coffee to get through this.

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"A Rabbit and a Mouse Walk into a Movie Set... "

Mickey Mouse/Reader/Bugs Bunny

Chapter 1

☆Summary: Working in the toon business isn’t always easy. Dealing with the zaniness of one studio was already a challenge. Dealing with two, however, is a recipe for disaster. For (Y/N), it’s their job to make it work. As long as they keep calm, and keep their head in the game, they might just be able to pull this film off. I mean, if their higher-ups thought this new film, Who Framed Roger Rabbit, could include toons from Warner Brothers and Disney, how hard could it be?

☆Word Count: 1022

☆Author’s Note: This is just a silly little idea I pitched a friend that I though ya'll might enjoy. If you enjoy, be sure to comment or reblog so I know it's something I should continue! The reader uses they/she pronouns, but pronouns probably won't be used much anyways.

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The movie lot. Your home since forever. As a creative, your job on the lot was clear. Manage the actors, write funny jokes, and make your higher-ups money. 

One particular summer morning, you awoke to the usual sound of falling anvils, smashed pies, and crow calls. These familiar sounds did nothing to aid the nervousness you felt -- two very famous toons, and their associates, from rivaling studios would be arriving soon. As the head of the creative team, as well as their temporary supervisor, their attention would be on you. You were supposed to hand out scripts, keep them comfortable, greet each and every one of them when they arrived -- It was going to be a long production. You glance over to your alarm clock: 7:30. A feeling of dread washed over you. You were late.

Springing up from your bed, you rushed to get dressed. 

'How could I be late, today of all days?' You silently cursed yourself. 'I'm so stupid! I hope I get there on time. Can't have them waiting on me." 

You grabbed your messenger bag, haphazardly stuffing it with scripts, notes, a snack, business cards, highlighters, pencils, and sticky notes. Now, you just had to make it to the head office. Thankfully, you lived on the lot, so the office wasn't very far.

You ran across the pavement as fast as you could, frantically trying to get your bag in order. You heard a voice cry out as you crashed into someone, falling onto the hard concrete. 

"Eh, what's the big deal, doc?" 

Realizing just who you might've ran into, your face turns into a ghostly white. You nervously glance down at the toon under you, confirming your previous suspicions: You had just fallen onto one of the very, very famous toons you were supposed to greet, Bugs Bunny. 

He pulls out a carrot, and starts snacking on it. "So, uh, are you plannin' on keepin' me here all day? I've got places to be."

You quickly stand yourself up, apologizing profusely. He jumps up, dusting himself off. 

"They sure do know how to give a re-memorable welcoming at this studio, that's for sure." He tuts. 

You try to compose yourself. "I am very sorry for this mishap, Mr. Bunny." You try to conceal your embarrassment. As you speak, you realize that you're not doing a very good job at it. "My name is (Y/N). I am in charge of the creative teams, and your temporary supervisor, here to help guests have as smooth a stay here."

"Well," Bugs retorts, "You're not off to a good start."

A rather brash bunny, isn't he? 

"Again, I do apologize," You continue. "Things do get rather hectic here. If I'm being honest, half my job is running around the lot." 

"And the other half must be running into people around the lot." He snaps back. 

You're left just standing there, unsure of how to reply. Bugs was silent, glaring you down for a moment, before stifling his laughter for a bit, breaking down his serious facade. 

"I'm just jokin'! Little tip from one creative to another:" He raises up a finger, very matter-of-factly, "Don't take everything too seriously." 

He struts past you, making his way towards the lot's main actors warehouse,where he and his crew would be able to eat complimentary food, go over lines, and relax between shoots. You followed suit. 

"So, did you guys remember to leave some carrots at the food stand? I can't do a good shoot without them."

You pull out your clipboard of tasks, frantically flipping pages, making sure your team filled out that request. "Of course, Mr. Bunny."

"Please, please. Drop the formalities. Call me Bugs."

"Of course, Mr. Bugs."

Immediately after opening the doors to the warehouse for Bugs, you quickly saw how horrible of a job you were already doing. Taking a mental note to buy a new alarm clock, you saw the rest of the Looney Tunes gang already here, and chatting amongst another. Daffy Duck, an American black duck with a comedic lisp and quick temper, was the first to notice Bugs arrive. 

"There he is!” He announced to the other toons. “I told you he was fine." 

"Aw, c'mon Daf!" Bugs struts over to join his friends. "You weren't at least a bit worried?" 

“Of course not! You always turn up at some point!”

As the toons goof around, you go over the check-in list, making sure everyone is there. It was a bit difficult, considering how lively everyone was, but you managed to get it done. Satisfied after each name being checked off, you start to make your way out the door, before Bugs stops you. 

"Hey, where are ya goin'? Let me at least introduce ya' to everyone." 

The other toons look your way. Bugs wraps his arm around your shoulder, showing you off.

"Guys, meet Y/N, our 'Babysitter' for this film. We, quite literally, ran our way to each other on our way here."

After making quick introductions, the alarm on your phone went off, signaling that you had somewhere else to be. You quickly slipped out the room, running back to the main office to greet your second batch of toons. Though relieved to see one of your alarms working, you were a bit upset to not think about just using another phone alarm to wake you up. No use dwelling on the past, I suppose. 

You hoped the next batch of toons would be much easier to handle than the Looney gang. They haven’t caused much trouble yet, but you knew what they were capable of through stories from other film crews they were a part of. They were known to cause quite a bit of trouble, most Warner toons usually did, but that was their job, afterall. They’re just drawn that way. Disney toons, however, were always described as a pleasure to work with. They were, for the most part, very kind, good natured, and considerate. Opening the door, and getting ready for Mickey Mouse and his Friends to show up, you hoped that would be the case. 

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