Ariel meets Roger Rabbit

Chapter 3 Ariel meets George

I looked at Roger. "A good looking guy like that? The dames will be breaking his door down." I said. Then Roger went crazy. "Dames? What dames? Jessica's the only one for me. You'll see! We'll rise above this piddling peccadillo. We're gonna be happy again. Got that? Happy. Capital H-A-P-P-Y." Roger Rabbit said before jumping out of the window. "Well, at least he took it well." I said. Roger went to the acme warehouse and sat down on a wooden box. He pulled out some pictures of him and Jessica. "Oh Jessica. Please tell me it's not true. Please." Roger Rabbit said. I went home that night and looked at the pictures of me and my brother when we were younger. I looked over at my brother's desk and saw some of his stuff. I must have fallen asleep. My dad woke me up. "Oh, hi dad. What are you doing here?" I asked. "Geez Ariel, if you needed money why didn't you ask me?" Mike asked. "So I took a couple of dirty pictures. So kill me." I said. "I already got a stiff on my hands, thank you. Dominic Acme. The rabbit kacked him last night." Mike said. "What?" I asked. He drove me to the acme warehouse. We got out of the car and started to walk to the front door when I stopped in my tracks. "Now what?" Mike asked. "It's just I haven't been this close to toontown for a while." I said. Then Yosemite Sam showed up. "My biscuits are burning! Fire in the hatch! Ow! Ooh! Eee! Great horny toads, that smarts!" Yosemite Sam said before sitting in a small puddle to put the fire out that was on his butt. "Come on Ariel. Let's get this over with." Mike said. We went into the acme warehouse. He told the police officer that I'm with him. "Just like a toon to drop a safe on a guy's head. Sorry Ariel. You better wait here." Mike said as he walked away from me. I looked up at the office and saw Jessica. This one guy found this gavel in a desk. "Didn't you used to be Ariel Cornell? Or did you change your name to Kimberly Firebringer?" He asked. He laughed about it like it was a joke that he found funny. I walked over to the safe and noticed that there was some yellow paint on the rope. "What's that?" I asked. "Paint from the Rabbit's glove." The guy said. "Ms. Cornell?" Jessica said behind me. I turned to face her. She bitch slapped me. "I hope you're proud of yourself and those pictures you took!" Jessica said. When they were taking Dominic out they accidentally knocked a box of squeaky shoes over and the shoes went all over the place squeaking. They gathered up the shoes while I tried to pick up something only to be stopped by someone. I looked up to see who stopped me and I surprised to say the least. It was George that stopped me. "Is this woman removing evidence from the scene of a crime?" George asked. "Uh, no judge George. Ariel was just picking it up for ya. Weren't ya Ariel?" Mike asked. "Hand it over." George said. "Sure." I said. "I see working for a toon has rubbed off on you." George said. "I wasn't working for a toon. I was working for R. K. Maroon." I said. "Yes, we talked to Mr. Maroon. He told us the rabbit became quite agitated when you showed him the pictures. The rabbit said one way or another, he and his wife are going to be happy. Is that true?" George said. "Hey pal, do I look like a stenographer?" I asked. "Shut your yap Ariel. The man's a judge." Mike said. "That's alright. From the smell of her, I'd say it was the booze talking. No matter. The rabbit won't get far. My men will find him." George said. Just then the weasels drove a black car into the warehouse. "Weasels?" I asked. "Yes. I find they have a special gift for the work." George said. They got out of the car. "Alright ya mugs. Fall out." Smartass said. "Did you find the rabbit?" George said. "Don't worry judge. We got deformats all over the city. We'll find him." Smartass said. "You wouldn't have any idea where the rabbit might be Ms. Cornell?" George said. "Have you tried walla walla? Cucamonga? I hear Kokomo's very nice this time of the year." I said. "I'm surprised you're not more cooperative Ms. Cornell. A human has been murdered by a toon. Don't you appreciate the magnitude of that?" George said. Then we heard squeaking. We looked down and saw the one squeaky shoe that they missed and it was by George's foot. "Since I've had toontown under my jurisdiction, my goal has been to reign in the insanity. And the only way to do that is to make toons respect... the law." George said while putting a rubber glove on his right hand. He picked up the shoe and walked over to the rest of the toon patrol. "How did that gargoyle get to be a judge?" I asked. "Spread a bunch of Simoleons around toontown a couple of years back. Bought the election." Mike said. "Yeah? What's that?" I asked noticing the barrel shaped container in the back of the car. "Remember how they always thought there wasn't a way to kill a toon?" Mike asked. "Yeah." I said. "Well, George found a way. Turpentine, acetone, benzene. He calls it the dip." Mike said. "I'll catch the rabbit Ms. Cornell. And I'll try him, convict him... and execute him." George said. Then he dipped the shoe into the dip and the shoe melted in the dip. "Geez!" I said. George turned back to me. "They're not kid gloves Ms. Cornell. This is how we handle things down in toontown. I'd think you, of all people, would appreciate that." George said. I went back home. When I got there I saw Alyssa with baby Herman. "I've been trying to make him quit but he just won't listen to me." Alyssa said. "What don't you know ya dumb blonde? You got the IQ of a rattle. You Cornell?" Baby Herman said. "Yeah." I said. "I want to talk to you about the acme murder." Baby Herman said before turning to Alyssa. "Hey, psst. Doll, why don't you run downstairs and get me a racing form?" Baby Herman said. Then he wacked her on the butt. "Okay, okay. I'm going." Alyssa said as she walked away. "A ladies man, huh?" I asked. "My problem is I got a fifty year old lust and a three year old dinky." Baby Herman said.