The Original Ducksekeeter

Chapter 20: It Was All Started By the Ducks

Donald and Daisy had the strangest feeling after murdering Mickey and Minnie. They had dreamt of the moment for an incredibly long amount of time. After all, for them it had been over a billion years since the night of the Masquerade Ball and the original plan to murder the mice was conceived. It was very exciting but also sad or at least bittersweet for them as well.
"I HAVE NOTHING TO LIVE FOR NOW!" Daisy sobbed back in the hotel room, the morning after the murders.
"Yes you do because murdering Mickey and Minnie was only the first part of the plan, now we go to Walt Disney and become famous!" Donald said.
"But what if Walt Disney doesn't like us and we don't become famous and then we are stuck in 1927 and have to live through the Great Depression poor and sober!"
"Okay calm down, that won't happen!"
"YES IT WILL!"
"You're just not used to the fact that we actually accomplished our goal, but now we have and everything is going to go up from here, we will get the roles in Steamboat Willie, we will become more famous than we can even imagine, and then we will BECOME THE MASCOTS OF DISNEY!"
"YAY I AM SO FUCKING EXCITED!" Daisy screamed, her tears sucking back into her eyes.
"I AM TOO!" Ludwig screamed, jumping into the hotel room with all sorts of alcoholic beverages, "WE HAVE TO CELEBRATE!"
Donald, Daisy, Ludwig, and Mortimer all drank several bottles of vodka, wine, and liquor while dancing around happily in their room.
"I cannot believe that those cunts are actually dead!" Mortimer squealed.
"Well believe it now motherfucker because it has happened!" Ludwig giggled.
"What did you do with the bodies?" Asked Mortimer.
"WE BURNT THEM, AND NOW SINCE THEY ARE JUST SOME DUST IN THE MIDDLE OF A CAVE, NOBODY WILL EVER TRY TO SAVE THEM OR EVEN REMEMBER THEM FOR THAT MATTER, MICKEY AND MINNIE MOUSE NEVER EXISTED FOR ALL THE WORLD KNOWS, BUT DONALD AND DAISY DUCK WILL BE, WE WILL BE REMEMBERED FOREVER!" Daisy screamed.
"And we will start being remembered tomorrow when we march into Walt Disney's office and get the roles in Steamboat Willie, and then become the MASCOTS!" Donald jumped around on the bed.
Daisy began moaning at the thought of it and then fell over onto her back and started vibrating.
"I CAN'T TAKE IT, I AM READY BABY!" She stuttered.
"Daisy you aren't fucking Walt yet so you don't have to pretend like you are!" Ludwig laughed.
"Fuck you, I am not going to have sex with Walt Disney!" Daisy screamed.
"Yes you are!" Ludwig yelled.
"I didn't have to in the past!"
"Well maybe that's why you were only in eleven shorts, if you want Minnie's career you are gonna fuck him like Minnie!"
"Minnie was a full on whore, I am sexy as hell but I am not a whore, I am going to have the upper hand over Walt!"
"Walt is not going to like a woman having the upper hand over him!" Donald said.
"He will if I am sexy, and Minnie won't be in the way this time and as the leading lady my sex appeal will be so forceful that I will have even the biggest prude in Utah at my fingertips!"
"Hey, Mormons can get pretty kinky, don't kid yourself!" Stated Ludwig.
"And who even cares about Walt he'll be dead soon anyway!"
"In almost forty years!" Donald stated.
"By the time we reach one hundred years from now that won't seem like too long in the grand scheme of things, and also I'll try and give him extra cigars to maybe shorten his lifespan by one, ten, twenty, forty years!" Daisy smiled.
"Well once he's out of the picture that's when things will really get good, after all Walt's death is when Mickey and Minnie went from bitchy, over privileged mascots to fucking dictators!" Donald stated.
"We are going to be such better mascots than them, unlike them by going through all those Disney movies we were able to understand what the true meaning of Disney is all about, it's about dreams, love, adventure, and with those traits in mind as the mascots we'll be unstoppable!" Daisy giggled.
Two days later (they wanted to wait two because they were way too hungover the next morning to even get out of bed) the ducks marched out of their hotel room, put on their mouse disguise, and ran up to Walt Disney's studio. The same front desk cunt from before was sitting there.
"Oh Mickey and Minnie hi, Walt will be very happy to see you two, he's been so worried!" The front desk lady stated.
"Oh that's great!" Daisy smiled.
"Also we've decided to change our stage names to Donald and Daisy Duck!" Donald smiled.
The ducks ran as fast as they could up the staircase, arriving at the empty floor with the red carpet and "NO JEWS" sign.
"HERE WE GO!" Daisy screamed.
The ducks opened the door to find absolute fucking chaos in the office. Walt was screaming with ninety cigars in his mouth at everyone so damn loud that the ducks about went deaf in both ears.
"WHERE ARE MY FUCKING STARS, WHY ARE MY EMPLOYEES, WHERE IS FUCKINGSTEAMFUCKINGBOATFUCKINGWILLIEFUCKINGFUCKING!" Walt hollered jumping up and down, "A KIKE DID IT I BITCH YOU, THOSE GREEDY MOTHER FUCKERS WANTED TO STEAL MY SHORT FILM, OR SOME NIGGER, GOD KNOWS THEY WOULD TRY ANYTHING TO BECOME FAMOUS THOSE BROKE FUCKING LOSERS, SLAVERY SHOULD HAVE NEVER ENDED, NOW NIGGERS HAVE NO PURPOSE IN THEIR WORTHLESS NAPPY HAIRED DARK SKINNED LIVES BUT TO STEAL!"
"Mr. Disney if you could maybe calm down," a woman mouse employee at the studio tried to say reassuringly.
"FUCK YOU CUNT!"
Walt jumped on the lady like a lion, stripped her naked with his teeth and raped the fuck out of her right in the middle of the office for everyone to see. He then opened a window and threw her out of it, the lady plummeting to her death.
"NEXT?!" Walt screeched.
Everyone ran out of the office screaming, outside of Donald and Daisy who had their smiles on.
"WHAT, NOT SCARED, WELL YOU WILL BE!"
"We know what happened to Steamboat Willie!" Daisy smiled.
"You do?!" Walt giggled cheerfully.
"We were just walking out the building when we heard screaming on the roof," Donald began, before making a sad face, "we went up their to find these Jews murdering everyone on the set, including Mickey and Minnie who they burnt to their ashes and then spread around in a cave, and then those Jews ate the footage of the short film, the two of us killed them but I am sorry Walt Disney it was too late!"
"I AM MR. DISNEY TO YOU!" Walt fell to the floor like a five year old.
"What a loser!" Daisy laughed.
"THOSE JEWS ARE LOSERS, COULDN'T THEY HAVE JUST STAYED IN HELL WHERE THEY BELONG, WWAAAHHH HHAAHHAHH!"
Donald and Daisy both fell to the floor laughing at Walt crying, but covered their faces to make it look like they were crying with them, and their eyes really did water a bit.
"Oh my God what I am going to do, my short film is supposed to come out soon!"
"I guess you'll just have to refilm it," Daisy said sadly before without any visible transition, having the biggest grin on her face and saying, "but your stars are dead so you'll have to find new ones we'll do it."
"YOU'RE HIRED!" Walt screamed.
"REALLY?!" The ducks cried out.
"You two are much sexier than those dumbass mice anyway, you'll be perfect for Steamboat Willie!"
"Okay so when do we film?" Asked Donald.
"TOMORROW STARTING AT FIVE IN THE MORNING!" Walt stated.
Donald and Daisy both began jumping around and screaming.
"What are your names?!" Walt asked.
"Donald and Daisy Duck!" They said in unison.
"Ducks, I thought you two were mice!"
Donald and Daisy took off their disguises and revealed them to the retard.
"HOLY SHIT YOU ARE DUCKS, THAT IS EVEN HOTTER THAN MICE, AND THE FACT THAT IT WAS SECRET MAKES IT SEXY TOO!"
"I KNOW!" Giggled Daisy.
"Oh now one more thing, as my gift for you two accepting the job here is your pay!"
Walt wrote a check of five billion dollars and gave it to the ducks who both almost dropped dead like the mice just then.
"That will get you started out, also I'll fly you two to your new house!" Walt stated.
"NEW HOUSE?!" They yelled.
"YES!"
The ducks went to the private jet, the first in history, that was sitting in the corner of the office.
"HOP IN!"
The ducks jumped into the beautiful jet. It was the size of a fucking cruise ship, with restaurants, shops, roller coasters, and a pool.
"JESUS CHRIST!" Daisy screamed.
"THIS IS FUCKING INSANE!" Donald threw up.
The ducks thought that they were pretty famous, but they never saw this level of luxury. This was a luxury that was for the mice and the mice only.
"DONALD THIS IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING MY EYES HAVE EVER BEHELD!" Daisy sobbed.
"ME TOO!" Donald sobbed as well.
The two of them fell onto each other crying, and then immediately started having sex because the floor of the jet was so goddamn comfortable. It felt like they were on a fucking cloud or giant marshmallow or something.
"Do you two like the jet?" Asked Walt.
"MR. DISNEY!" Sobbed Daisy, "THIS PLACE IS HEAVEN, IT IS FUCKING HEAVEN AND I CANNOT TAKE IT ANYMORE!"
Daisy pulled out a knife from her pocket and attempted to slit her throat before Donald pulled her hand away.
"Donald I cannot do this!" Daisy screamed, "this is a level of God I did know was possible and I can't take it!"
Daisy then got even more excited when she realized that the jet would probably be her and Donald's once Walt was frozen and attempted suicide again. The ducks ran around the jet plane like two five year olds at a McDonald's playplace. They ran into the finest restaurants and ate the most delicious and expensive steaks in history. They went to bakeries that made the finest desserts ever, they ate so much sugar in a span of five minutes that they got Type Two Diabetes which Walt then cured just by clapping his hands. They rode on all of the roller coasters, swam in the pool, watched some live performances like plays and concerts that were being held just for them, they did the hardest drugs and alcohol that they could find, but Walt made them to specifically have no bad side effects to them, so like Diet Coke but good. Daisy shot heroin into her vagina, something she had always wanted to do, and experienced the most delicious sense of pleasure, and Donald ate an entire jar full of cocaine like it was a bowl of ice cream and had only good vibes from it. This jet was the best fucking thing that they had seen in their lives. The jet flew down and landed in the middle of the fucking desert.
"This is where my city ToonTown will be built, it will have all the celebrities in the world and will be perfect!"
Donald and Daisy thankfully knew what would happen in the future and that ToonTown did become a thriving city, because if they didn't know that then they probably would have questioned Walt's sanity. Once they got out of the jet they saw a house that they remembered fondly for all the wrong reasons. It was Mickey and Minnie's old house. Well to call it a house would be a massive fucking understatement, to call it a castle would be a massive fucking understatement, because this bitch was three trillion square feet and went all the way up to space, with astronauts suits in the house for exploration. While Donald and Daisy had been to some of Mickey and Minnie's other homes, they owned like fifty in ToonTown, the ducks had never been inside of this one as Mickey and Minnie would not allow them to because they thought that they would make a mess. They walked in and immediately collapsed in shock. Once they woke up they began exploring. It was a private jet on steroids. There were so many rooms, including a ballroom, countless restaurants, amusement parks that would put Michael Jackson to shame, arenas for sporting events and concerts, horseback riding, gyms, petting zoos, hedge mazes, prostitutes and strip clubs, an airport, train station, movie theaters, ice cream parlors, pizza parlors, libraries, dispensaries for Walt's safe drugs, the first ninety Starbuckses in history, ski hills, beaches, mountains, schools for the deaf and blind, an entrance to Narnia, playgrounds, circuses, Oprah and Tom Cruise having sex on the couch he jumped on, museums for science, history, and art, skating rinks, Roman Colossians with Gladiators, hospitals, dentist offices, pyramids, indestructible twin towers, Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory, Johnny Depp's because that's the best one losers, the sexiest bedrooms with the sexiest beds, a garage the size of their old house, that was still a mansion mind you the ducks weren't broke by any means, Cathedrals, cigar shops, and so much more!
"Call me George Floyd cause I can't breathe!" Daisy gasped when she woke up.
Donald and Daisy ran around this beautiful palace, checking through every single inch of it as fast as they could. They were already pretty intoxicated from the jet but that first night in the house was the biggest party they ever had. They invited over Ludwig and Mortimer and had tons of heroin, cocaine, LSD, molly, marijuana, crack, more cigars than Walt had ever smoked in his life, and every single one of them fucked each other at least once, expect for Donald and Ludwig of course because ew incest. The ducks partied for an entire week before drunkenly realizing that they were supposed to film Steamboat Willie the morning after they got the house. They were absolutely freaking out until the ducks opened up the door to their laundry room to drink bleach and found Walt passed out on the floor naked with several cigars in his mouth, hands, and up his ass, with several prostitutes at his side. Donald, Daisy, and Walt all sobered up and got up back into Walt's private jet. The ducks were ready to party some more in the jet but were told that they got to their destination after what felt like thirty seconds because it was.
"It felt like it took us a while to fly from Mouseton to here last time!" Donald said, all confused.
"We're not in Mouseton, I'm at my actual studio in ToonTown, I only filmed at the city in Mouseton because Mickey and Minnie refused to film somewhere else, and I certainly won't film there again after what those kikes did to my footage!" Walt explained.
Walt's studio in ToonTown looked very familiar to the ducks because they had actually been to this studio a million times. It was where they shot all of their shorts and also continued shooting other Mickey Mouse related shit most of the time, even though the studio ninety years from now did look different since Minnie had to make sure it kept on looking sexy through the years. Walt pushed the ducks out of the jet and gave them a very lengthy tour of the studio. The studio had several different buildings and sets for everyone to work on. While the ducks were enjoying what Walt was giving them, both of them, but especially Daisy, were annoyed by Walt's egoistical joy at all of the shit that belonged to him as he pointed with a cigar in his hand at every dumbass part of the studio all sophisticatedly. Finally once they were done with the tour Walt said, "TIME TO FILM!"
The ducks were walked to the Steamboat Willie set where they saw a wooden boat sitting in a small river of water which would be used for the exterior shots. They then walked further down to another part of the set where they saw a set of what was supposed to be the interior of the boat, even though this set was giant as hell as there was no way the boat was this big inside.
"Okay now let's get going!" Walt said, lighting up a cigar.
Daisy was sent to her trailer to get dressed for her beautiful performance, but Walt didn't feel Donald needed to change out of his sailor outfit, which made Donald feel like he was meant to be in this part his whole life and that Mickey's retard ass just got lucky. Daisy went into her trailer and like everything else Walt had given her and Donald, it was fucking beautiful. It had three floors and many different rooms, making it look a bit larger than most houses in the American suburbs. Once inside she was handed a boring looking dress that her grandma would probably buy from GoodWill and a hat with a flower. Daisy rolled her eyes but didn't mind the dress too much as she knew that she would make it look sexy. She was also handed the script of the short. In it she saw that she had played with farm animals and had them make noises like instruments, and also get captured by Pete and then get saved by Donald. While Daisy had always loved Pete because he was so damn mean to Mickey and Minnie and was the only person to get away with raping both of them, but only because Pete's beefy body always felt good, she was less then thrilled with this script. Daisy wouldn't necessarily call herself a feminist but this script sucked and lacked her fun sexy attitude. But Daisy didn't mind too much of this was going to make her famous and she knew she would play this part better than Minnie. Diary went into her dressing room and began undressing her clothes. Just as she began to slide her dress off her shoulders she heard the door crept open and could smell cigar smoke. Walt crept up to Daisy and put his hands on her ass.
"Thank god we're finally alone!" Walt said sexually, putting the tip of his cigar against her back slightly, "you look so sexy baby!"
Daisy turned around with a grin on her face and stripped naked right in front of him.
"Oh good I don't even have to rape you like I did that annoying Minnie Mouse, you are better!"
"I'm not fucking you retard!" Daisy laughed, "who do you think you are Mr. Daisy?!"
"I think I am your boss!" Walt stated.
"You?" Daisy laughed even harder, "listen Walt here's the deal, you are nothing without me, I own you, I created Disney, and one day you will be a frozen corpse and I will still be around and I will be the most important thing this world has ever seen!"
Daisy punched Walt across the face, sending him to the ground and his cigar flying out into the air where it landed and lit a circle of fire around them. Daisy flipped Walt over and ripped his clothes off. She shoved her vagina up his cock and went up and down as hard as she could. She punched Walt's face multiple times while doing this too and even bit his neck a couple times. She picked up a cigar from his pants pocket, put it in her mouth, and lit it from the surrounding flames. She smoked it and pushed the tips onto his nipples a few times, painfully burning them. After fucking him violently for an hour she got up, kicked him in the crotch, put her legs behind her head with her vagina up front and spun in a circle while pissing to put the fire out while Walt was on the floor crying.
"WHO OWNS YOU?!" Daisy screamed loudly.
"DAISY DUCK!" Walt screamed back.
"Don't you forget it Mr. Disney," Daisy giggled while putting on her outfit, and heading for the door and waving her hands saying, "bye bye!"
"What a woman!" Walt sobbed.
Donald and Daisy met up on the set with Walt soon following behind.
"Okay now let's film this masterpiece!" Walt yelled, lighting a cigar, "Donald go to the boat to film the first scene!"
Donald walked over to the boat and stepped inside.
"Now like it says in the script you turn the wheel a few times and then open your lips up and pretend to whistle!" Walt directed.
"Don't I whistle myself?" Asked Donald.
"Retard you can't hear noise through the camera only, we will play sound of you whistling after we're done filming, I'm putting sound effects of every sound once we're done filming, that's why this short is going to be so revolutionary AND PERFECT AND BEAUTIFUL AND WILL MAKE ME THE MOST FAMOUS THING IN THE WORLD!" Walt pulled his pants down and began jerking off at the sound of that, and also lit twenty more cigars.
Donald got into the boat which was fucking sucked. The boat felt like it was made a couple minutes before filming because it was. The wood was so rickety and poorly put together, and at three points Donald's foot fell into the wood after which Wally yelled because Donald broke his set. Donald began throwing a tantrum and screamed like a baby on the floor of the fake boat, damaging it even more because of how hard his feet and fists were pounding on the wood.
"STOP THAT YOU FUCKER!" Walt yelled at Donald.
"IF YOU DON'T STOP YELLING WALT THAN I WILL QUIT!" Daisy screamed.
Walt didn't like the sound of that so he shut his ass up.
Donald shot the first scene in the stupid short, flinging the wheel around and mouthing a whistle. As Donald did the fake whistle Daisy started touching herself at the thought of Josh Hutcherson. After shooting the first part of the scene Pete walked onto set.
"DAMN!" Screamed Daisy, she had forgotten how beefy he was.
"I'm Pete," said Pete.
"I'm Daisy!" Daisy said, flexing her hips.
"I'm Pete," Pete repeated.
"Yeah I know you just said that dumbass!" Daisy forgot how stupid Pete was too.
"Oh sorry, you are sexy I want to rape you!" Pete said.
"DON'T!" Walt warned.
Donald and Pete filmed a scene where Donald is steering the boat and Pete comes in and forces Donald to leave and so he can be the captain and Donald can go and milk a cow. After shooting this scene it was Daisy's time to shine in a scene. The scene was one where Daisy is trying to get onto the boat and the boat is floating quickly away from her. Donald then uses a crane from the boat to pick her up.
"This does not seem safe!" Daisy yelled before filming the scene.
"It is perfectly safe!" Walt smiled.
"How is it perfectly safe, that rusty ass crane is gonna grab me from my fucking underwear and throw me onto that crumbled thing of wood?!"
"We tested this out with ten of my sex slaves and six of them made it out alive!" Walt stated.
"Those are good odds," said Pete.
"Those are not good odds, I'm not doing this, what if the crane stabs me in the ass?!"
"Then you'll get a tetanus shot and be good as new!" Walt lit up two more cigars.
Daisy did a big HUMPH and turned her back to the set, folding up her arms.
"If anything goes wrong you won't hear the last of it," she said sternly before turning back around, "okay let's shoot!"
Walt put in fifty more cigars and feared about what would happen if Daisy got hurt.
The camera began rolling and Daisy had to run across a fake field of grass next to the fake body of water that the crumbling boat was in. Donald unleashed the sharp and scary looking crane and sent it flying towards Daisy's ass. She let out a real scream when it poked into her pants and then lifted her up into the air.
"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST THIS IS FUCKING CRAZY!" She screamed loudly in the air.
"That's not in the script," Pete said, all confused.
"I KNOW IT'S NOT RETARD, I'M JUST FREAKING THE FUCK OUT!" Daisy screamed.
"Stop swearing Daisy, this shirt is for all ages and we can still see what you're mouthing!" Walt yelled.
"I DON'T GIVE TWO SHITS!" Daisy screamed.
Daisy screamed some more, as Walt threw out more directions.
"TURN THE LEVER SO THAT THE CRANE MOVES TOWARDS THE BOAT, AND ONCE SHE IS HOVERING OVER IT DROP HER!" Walt directed to Donald.
Donald pulled on the lever that controlled the crane. The lever was very tight and hard to maneuver, and Daisy was going towards the boat very slowly.
"Oh shit when we filmed it Mickey and Minnie, Mickey must have ruined the lever!" Walt said.
"OF COURSE HE DID!" Daisy screamed.
Donald pulled on the lever some more and after giving a big tug the top of it broke right the fuck off. This caused the rest of the lever to spin around and the crane to go out of control. Daisy flew off the crane, her pants coming off in the process and ended up flying up towards the roof of the studio and back down, where she landed on top of Donald, sending them through the wood and finally onto the concrete floor of the studio.
"Oh my God they broke the set, what is wrong with them?!" Pete yelled.
"PETE SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Daisy screamed.
Donald and Daisy got out of the broken ship and Daisy quickly ran to get her pants that had fallen off the crane and onto the floor as well (I know Daisy doesn't even usually wear pants but whatever) which was followed by her freaking out at Walt.
"THAT WAS FUCKING TERR..."
"AMAZING, THAT WAS HILARIOUS, AND WE CAN USE THE SHOT BECAUSE THE EDGE OF THE BOAT IS BLOCKING YOUR VAGINA!" Walt laughed.
"IT WAS NOT FUNNY!" Daisy stomped.
"It was a little funny!" Donald laughed quietly.
"DONALD!"
"Minnie could never be that entertaining," Walt kept laughing.
"Do you want me to do it again?!" Daisy asked sweetly.
After that they went to the other part of the set where the inside of the boat would be shot.
"BRING OUT THE ANIMALS!" Ordered Walt.
A skimpy looking farmer gal walked in with a goat, pig, cow, goose, and cat which is confusing because Pete is there even though the cat looked like it came out of a garbage can and was still probably smarter.
"AAAAHHHHH!" Daisy screamed when the cow walked towards her, "GET THAT NASTY THING AWAY FROM ME!"
"Daisy, it won't hurt you!" Walt stated.
"I WILL HURT IT THOUGH IF IT COMES ANY CLOSER!"
"Well on that note grab onto their body parts and have them make noises!" Walt directed.
Donald and Daisy pulled the arms, legs, necks, and tails of all the animals, including baby pigs sucking on their mom's titties as they cried in pain for the pleasure of Walt Disney. The scene would be played over with music that Walt would put in with the explanation for the music being that the goat ate a sheet of music. This was very fun to film, with Donald especially having a nice time banging on the teeth of a giant fucking cow with a stick. They then shot the final scene in the short where Pete yells at Donald for playing music (Daisy just seems to disappear) and then throws Donald into a room where he peels Potatoes.
"BRING OUT THE PARROT!" Walt yelled.
One of Walt's crew members went outside and shot a bird out of the sky.
"Where is the paint?" Walt asked.
"Over here!" Another of the crew members called out bringing over paint buckets.
Walt painted the shot bird into the colors of a parrot.
"There is no color in this short but this parrot still needs to look perfect," Walt stated.
The parrot was still just alive to make noise. Walt put him at the window of the fake boat and poked the bird to make it cry out. In the scene the parrot would laugh at Donald as he peeled potatoes and then Donald would throw the potato at the parrot to hit it into the water and drown it and then Donald would laugh, and this had to be done in one take because when Donald hit the bird with the potato it died.
"Okay that's a wrap!" Walt said all happy.
"Wait, that's it?!" Asked Daisy.
"Yep, oh my God this short is gonna be perfect!" Walt giggled.
"It is?" Asked Donald confusedly.