The Original Ducksekeeter

Chapter 21: Hot Dog!

"THAT SHORT FUCKING SUCKS!" Daisy screamed when her and Donald got home.
Daisy had never actually watched Walt Disney's "Masterpiece" Steamboat Willie before but she assumed that there was more to it than that.
"I WAS BARELY FUCKING IN IT, HOW DID MINNIE BECOME A CELEBRITY OFF OF THAT SHIT!" Daisy complained.
"I don't know, sex appeal, but you don't have to worry because you are way hotter than her anyway!" Donald said.
"That's true, but damn Steamboat Willie is so bad, the only interesting part is when I accidentally fell on my fucking face and that wasn't even in the original version even though I would have loved seeing that happen to Minnie!"
"Although don't tell Walt that he won't listen to any negative things about his perfect masterpiece projects!"
"Well he might give me a pass," Daisy smiled.
"Why?"
"Let's just say we have an agreement," Daisy said, laughing even harder.
"Oh my God Daisy, what the fuck did you do?!"
Daisy covered her mouth giggling before Daisy blurted out, "I RAPED HIM!" And falling onto her back laughing.
"YOU'RE KIDDING!"
"I AM NOT, DONALD IT WAS SO FUCKING FUNNY, I WAS ALL 'I OWN YOU, I AM THE BEST THING THAT HAS EVER HAPPENED TO YOU' AND NOW HE ACTUALLY THINKS THAT I AM IN CONTROL, AND HE'LL FEEL THE SAME ABOUT YOU TOO!" Daisy then thought for a second and said, "WHY DIDN'T I RAPE HIM WHEN WE WERE FIRST A PART OF THE COMPANY!"
"He was so busy with Minnie he definitely would not have noticed!" Donald stated.
"I guess, oh but it was just so amazing, I am such a fucking badass!"
"I know, everything is gonna be perfect from now on!" Donald smiled.
"Well don't fucking jinx us Donald, shit could still go downhill, maybe the world isn't ready for Steamboat Willie to star ducks, and then they hate us, and then we don't become famous, and then Walt takes this beautiful house, and then we lose our money, and then we did this for no reason, and then we have to go through the Great Depression sober!"
"Calm down, Steamboat Willie will be even more famous than it was with those dumbass mice, and that new scene of you falling onto me and then breaking the wood truly makes it ten times better!"
"You're right, holy shit Donald we are gonna become famous!"
"I know!"
"But not famous in the way we used to be, a fame that we are not prepared for, one that is positive, and non stop, and I AM SCARED ABOUT IT DONALD AHAHAHAHAHAHAH!"
"DAISY THIS IS WHAT WE HAVE ALWAYS WANTED!"
"I know, you're right, and I am ready for it, DONALD I AM FUCKING READY FOR IT!"
Daisy had to be ready for it a while though because a week later they hadn't even heard from Walt. Of course they didn't mind too much because their house was such a happening place that there was more than enough to keep them entertained if they were waiting. But even with all the fun they were having in the house Daisy still couldn't help but complain.
"Why hasn't Walt contacted, I'm starting to get fucking nervous!" Daisy screamed.
"It's only been a week," Donald said.
"ONLY A WEEK, BITCH THAT IS SEVEN DAYS!"
"I know how long a week is!"
"SHUT UP, WHY IS WALT TAKING SO DAMN LONG TO GIVE US AN UPDATE!"
"Daisy, what year is it?"
"1927!"
"And when did Steamboat Willie with Mickey and Minnie come out?"
"November 18, 1928, I'm aware, those mice wouldn't shut their asses up about it, but I didn't think it would take this long for us, I always assumed it only took them a year to film because Mickey and Minnie were hard to work with and took forever to shoot a movie that's only seven minutes long!"
"Well it's probably going to take Walt about a year to put all the sound effects in it, I mean 1920s movies are retarded to make!"
"Jesus Christ, why does the movie even need sound?!" Daisy yelled.
"Because the sound is the only reason why it's even good!"
"If a movie is good then it is good and if a movie is bad then it is bad, just because it has good technology that doesn't make it fucking better!"
"You sound like those people who are jealous of James Cameron!"
"Shut up, Avatar has no cultural footprint!"
"Look, we aren't going to have to wait that long!"
"Okay fine maybe not, but what month is it anyway?" Asked Daisy.
"Nothing!" Donald said suddenly.
"What the fuck month is nothing!" Daisy yelled, "Donald what fucking month is it?!"
"It's nothing, and how do you not know what month you're in anyway?!"
"Because I've only been here for a few weeks and I've only been sober for like twenty perfect of the time!"
"Well Ludwig told us when we first time traveled!"
"A BILLION YEARS AGO!"
"Okay fine but don't freak out," Donald said before mumbling, "it's January."
"My ears better have not heard what they just heard!" Daisy screamed.
"What did they hear?"
"They heard your dumbass voice say dumbass January!"
"Well then they heard right," Donald mumbled again.
Daisy made a very scary and twisted smile before pleading with a question, "January 1928?" Donald shook his head no, "January 1927?" Donald shook his head yes. Daisy grabbed a chainsaw and began running through the house with it screaming as loud as she could.
"It isn't that big of a deal!"
"DONALD SHUT YOUR ASS UP, IT SIMPLY IS THAT BIG OF A DEAL, FUCKING JANUARY 1927, THAT'S PRACTICALLY TWO YEARS FROM THE RELEASE OF STEAMBOAT DUMBASS WILLIE, WE HAVE TO WAIT THAT LONG TO BECOME FUCKING FAMOUS?!" Daisy fell to the floor sobbing.
"It just takes a long time to add sound to a movie in the 1920s, that's all!"
"ALL MY ASS, THIS IS FUCKING OUTRAGEOUS, IT IS GONNA TAKE HIS DUMBASS THAT LONG TO ADD SOME SOUND EFFECTS TO A MOVIE THAT IS SHORTER THAN MY ORGASM?!"
"YES IT IS DAISY AND IN THE MEANTIME WE ARE GONNA HAVE TO FUCKING WAIT!"
"Donald I am going to fucking lose it in a few seconds because I need this short film out now!"
"WELL IT ISN'T COMING NOW SO QUIT ACTING LIKE A FUCKING BABY!"
"I'M NOT!" Daisy screamed before proving Donald right by falling on the floor to sob, "I WANT IT TO COME OUT NOW!"
Donald and Daisy waited for the next month for any news from the short but nothing came. The house was fun though, it felt like there was always something to do. It didn't surprise them that Mickey and Minnie started the COVID-19 pandemic because this house was so much fucking fun to frolic in. Donald and Daisy, along with Ludwig and Mortimer who were living in the house as well, spent their days jumping around the house, which went well for them. Except that Daisy was still somewhat complaining a lot. She slowed it down to only once a day, sometimes every other day, but she would have a giant freak out over why she wasn't famous yet.
"CAN SOMEBODY TAKE A BUNCH OF PICTURES OF ME, I WANT TO FEEL LIKE THE PAPARAZZI IS AFTER ME!" She sobbed.
"Jesus can't you just be patient!" Yelled Ludwig.
"FUCK OFF LUDWIG PATIENCE IS FOR THE WEAK!"
"Then what is throwing a tantrum for?"
"IT IS FOR ME BECAUSE I AM PISSED!"
But Daisy would eventually calm down for the rest of the day after these brief outbursts. But one fateful day Donald was sitting on the couch drinking a cup of coffee when he heard Daisy screaming as loud as she fucking could.
"DONALD COME QUICK!" She hollered.
Donald ran towards Daisy's voice, which despite him discovering that she was actually on the entire other side of the house he could hear perfectly.
"WHAT?!" Donald screamed at Daisy when he ran into the sauna room she was naked in. Donald had expected for Daisy to be freaking out but she was actually very happy looking.
"WALT JUST CALLED!"
"What did he say?!"
"Not much, just to come over for a meeting, but he sounded like he had good news!"
The ducks got in their state of the art car that Walt got them after filming (it was so fucking ugly though because 1927 cars are nasty) and floored to the studio.
"HOLY SHIT HE IS GOING TO SAY THAT STEAMBOAT WILLIE IS FINISHED EARLY AND THAT IT IS COMING OUT TOMORROW AND THAT WE ARE GONNA BE FAMOUS!" Daisy jumped up and down in the driver seat.
"I think I should have driven Daisy, it feels like we're gonna crash!" Donald said all worried.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP DONALD!" Daisy growled.
Daisy drove into the studio and into the large building that held Walt's office where the car then dashed up the stairs.
"YOU ARE GONNA DESTROY THIS WHOLE FUCKING PLACE!"
"I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Daisy said, slapping Donald in the face.
Daisy parked the car outside of the "NO JEWS" sign and invited themselves into Walt's office.
"WHAT TIME IS THE PREMIERE?!" Daisy asked.
"What premiere?!" Walt asked.
"Steamboat Willie's!" Daisy smiled.
"Oh no Steamboat Willie won't be done until November 18, 1928!" Walt laughed while Daisy made a raging fake smile, "anyway I called you two for a meeting because we need to discuss your upcoming projects!"
"Oh God, we have upcoming projects?!" Asked Daisy.
"Of course you have upcoming projects, I am going to make at least seven trillion shorts with you two!" Walt smiled, lighting up sixty cigars.
"Oh good!" Daisy said, almost screaming.
"In the coming days we will shoot the short films, Plane Crazy, the Barn Dance, Gallopin' Gaucho, the Opry House, When the Cat's Away, the Barnyard Battle, the Plowboy, the Karnival Kid, Donald's Follies, Donald's Choo-Choo, the Jazz Fool, Jungle Rhythm, the Haunted House, Wild Waves, then we'll be in the 30s, the Barnyard Concert, the Cactus Kid, the Shindig, the Gorilla Mystery..."
"OKAY THAT SOUNDS FUN!" Daisy yelled to shut him up.
"It sure does, can't wait to make them!" Donald smiled.
"ME TOO, AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH, I am so fucking important!" Walt lit ten more cigars, "but before we film those I did want to give you a present, it was one that I gave to the mice but then they died so I'll give it to you, you are going to Hawaii for two weeks!"
Daisy suddenly didn't care about all these bullshit short films anymore because Hawaii sounded very scrumptious at that moment.
"And once you come back we are gonna film, film, film," Walt lit twelve more cigars, "but have a nice time in the meantime, but you better listen some of those Hawaiians are very evil with their brownie skin so beware!"
"Okay, we'll have fun!" Donald giggled.
The ducks packed their bags for their trip to Hawaii and hopped into bed that night excited, until Daisy ruined the mood.
"I AM EXCITED TO GO TO HAWAII BUT BITCH THEN WE HAVE TO COME BACK AND KEEP FILMING!" Daisy complained.
"It will make us famous and filming so much will also speed up time to when Steamboat Willie premieres!"
"Whatever it is still stupid!" Daisy screamed before shutting her eyes.
The ducks had sweet dreams lounging nude on the toasty sand of a Hawaiian beach until they were rudely woken up at five in the morning. Several loud banging sounds were going on throughout the room.
"DONALD STOP SNORING!" Daisy screamed.
"I DON'T FUCKING SNORE!" Donald yelled.
Daisy fell to the floor and sobbed, "I WANT SLEEP!"
The ducks ran out of their bed room and outside the house, they were also both naked because they had fucked before they went to bed the night before and didn't bother to put clothes on.
"Jesus Christ, why are you naked?!" Screamed Mortimer, who was also outside.
"At least we're sexually active, unless you and Ludwig are fucking behind the scenes, you fucking faggot!" Daisy yelled.
"What is going on out here?!" Asked Donald.
"Construction!" Mortimer said, pointing at three buildings being made.
Walt flew down from the sky by flapping the two hundred cigars in each of his hands like wings and walked up to the ducks.
"TOONTOWN IS COMING SOON!" Walt giggled, "put on fucking clothes you two, are you crazy!"
"Yes, and do you have to do this at five in the morning, Donald and I wanted to get a lot of sleep before we had to fly to Hawaii, when is our flight anyway!"
"Right now, get in my jet!"
"OKAY!"
The ducks hopped into Walt's jet with joy, but were confused when he didn't get in.
"Aren't you coming?" Donald asked.
"You two are flying yourselves, I have to stay and help build ToonTown!" What side, lighting fifty cigars.
"We can't fly this fucking thing, it's bigger than the Titanic!" Daisy complained.
"YES YOU CAN NOW GO!" Walt yelled, some of his cigars flying out of his mouth.
"AAAAAHHHHHHH!" Daisy screamed.
The ducks got behind the wheel of the jet and began flying it. The jet weighed what felt like a million pounds so needless to say it was very difficult to operate. Daisy and Donald both had to put their hands on the wheel and push it together with all of their strength. They aggressively flew the plane for two days before landing in the future place the slant eyes as Walt would call them blew up, Pearl Harbor. When the ducks landed in Hawaii all of their fears disappeared. For two weeks the ducks swam, fucked, drank, almost fell into volcanoes, and relaxed peacefully going to all 137 Islands (according to Google that's how many there are but bitch that is too many, some should not count I bet some of them are just like a boulder or something) of Hawaii.
"I DON'T WANNA GO BACK!" Sobbed Daisy as Walt, who Donald had to call over because Daisy refused to get back in the plane, was struggling to drag her into the jet.
"YES YOU DO, YOU ARE GONNA BE SO FUCKING FAMOUS!" Walt screamed.
"BUT THIS IS MY FAVORITE PLACE!"
Daisy eventually was able to get into the jet when Walt accidentally, or at least claimed it was accidentally, dropped three cigars out of his mouth and on her arm which caused her to lose focus of what was happening and get thrown into the jet. When the ducks did get home though they were in shock at what they saw. ToonTown was already half fucking finished.
"You built almost a whole city in two fucking weeks?!" Daisy yelled to Walt.
"I sure did!" Although as Donald and Daisy saw, Walt sure did not, because all of the naked black and Latinos down on the ground who were getting whipped were the ones building the city.
"Walt is fucking crazy!" Daisy said when her and Donald got into the house.
"He's just excited!" Donald stated.
"Excited my ass, that bitch is so damn egotistical and powerful it's not even funny!"
"You're just jealous!"
"No I'm not, I just hate it when people are successful even though I'm better than them!"
"But we're successful too, Walt loves us more than he ever loved Mickey and Minnie, to the point that he actually thinks that we are in charge of him at some points, I truly think that it was meant to be that we are the ones who stared in Steamboat Willie, think about it my shorts were always popular and much more entertaining than the shorts with the mice, theirs were so damn boring and bland, but Walt had some obsessive boner with the mice that wouldn't go away and so he still pushed them to be the main mascots, but with our shorts being entertaining and he has the obsessive boner for us, then we will be unstoppable!"
"I don't think he is going to be that obsessed with us!"
But he was. When the ducks were filming the short film, "The Karnvial Kid" Walt fucking burst into tears when Donald, who was playing the role of someone at a hot dog stand at a carnival, calls out, "Hot Dogs, Hots Dogs" to the crowd of people around him.
"Walt it ain't that deep!" Daisy stated.
"YES IT IS, MY BABIES CAN TALK, THEY WILL SPEAK THEIR FIRST WORDS AND I FIND IT JUST SO FUCKING DELICIOUS, I WANT TO MASTURBATE AND CUM ALL INTO DONALD'S MOUTH AND LISTEN TO HIM SCREAM ABOUT HOT DOGS AGAIN THAT IS HOW HAPPY IT MAKES ME!"
"Well I'm glad that you're happy!" Smiled Donald.
"OH MY GOD!" Walt shoved a cigar up his ass to feel the burn, "LET ME JUST SHOOT IT ONE MORE TIME IT IS SO BEAUTIFUL, I WILL BE SO POWERFUL, TALKING IN MOTION PICTURES, I AM A GOD, YOU TWO ARE GODS, THIS IS SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL!"
"Okay," Daisy said, concerned.
Walt made Donald film the scene where he yells about hot dogs over one hundred and thirty times and would sob profusely throughout the entire time.
"That mother fucker is damn weird!" Daisy said to Donald as they were driving home.
"Daisy I can't even talk right now my voice is so tired!" Donald coughed out.
"Maybe I went too far with my sexiness towards him, I mean he likes us too much now!"
"That's what we wanted Daisy, we wanted him to like us more than he ever liked Mickey and Minnie!"
"Okay and I prefer this, especially to how he used to ignore us, but it is still creeping me out!"
The ducks pulled up to their house and Ludwig and Mortimer were standing outside all creeped out.
"What's going on?" Asked Daisy.
"It's gross in there!" Ludwig yelled.
"Why?"
"You got a delivery!" Mortimer stated.
Donald and Daisy walked into the hours to see what looked like a million hot dogs laying throughout the building.
"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!" Daisy screamed.
Walt popped his head up out of the pile of hot dogs, the surrounding hot dogs all on fire because Walt's cigars hit them, and yelled, "IT'S A GIFT FOR DONALD'S BEAUTIFUL PERFORMANCE!"
"Walt this is fucking gross, get rid of all of them!" Daisy screamed.
"I THOUGHT YOU WOULD BE EXCITED!" Walt sobbed.
"WELL WE AREN'T GET RID OF THEM!" Donald ordered.
"Forgive me!" Walt said, bowing down.
Walt had slaves get rid of all of the moist, warm hot dogs and then scrub the entire building down and replace the furniture.
"He is also too racist to live!" Daisy said, watching the slaves work on her lawn while sipping iced tea.
The next few months were a blur, with the constantly filming short films for hours on end. It would take forever to film these short films because Walt would make them do a countless amount of takes.
"OH GOD, I just love watching you two perform!" He would shout out during these long shoots, cigars flying from his mouth, as Daisy would roll her eyes.
While Donald and Daisy hated filming for these long hours at first, they eventually got used to the schedule and after a while they didn't mind it anymore. They were even starting to find Walt's antics funny, and were amused by how he was obsessed with them. Although there was that one time when it went a bit too far.
"DONALD WHERE IS THE FOOD!" Daisy called out from her bed.
Daisy was sick with what she claimed to Walt was the flu, but really she was only a little sick with a low-grade fever of 99.6 degrees, and was able to get out of work for a week.
"I'M COMING!" Donald screamed up.
Donald came up with popcorn and soda and set up a projector where they were going to watch gay sex tapes of German World War I soldiers that Walt stole from Woodrow Wilson, who for non-history buffs so normal people, was president at the time of the war and filmed some of the tapes himself.
"THIS IS DINNER THEATER!" Daisy yelled.
"What?!"
"Didn't you cook me that pasta thing I wanted?!"
"I forgot, can't you just cook it yourself!"
"I'm sick!"
"No you fucking aren't drama queen!"
"OH MY GOD FINE!"
Donald started the projector and cozied into bed with Daisy. Daisy was so turned on by the sex tapes that she could barely take it, but Donald was not interested.
"This is so gross!" He complained.
"Shut the fuck up, toxic masculinity, homophobia!"
"Shut up, is there some lesbian porn we could watch?!"
"Well when you are dying from a fever you can pick what porn we watch!"
Since it was from 1916, the men in the porn were very masculine which made it sexier and opened a gayer door inside of Donald's body that turned him on.
"Maybe this isn't that bad!" He giggled.
The sexiest part was when one of the men put a little shell into the other man's ass, and then shoved his penis into his ass as it exploded. The man's dick was obliterated but it sure was sexy to watch and turned Donald and Daisy on so much that they had to fuck each other. Anal because Donald wanted to feel like he was fucking a guy. The two fucked and fucked until Daisy got somewhat concerned.
"Shit, I better not have turned you gay!" She pouted.
"MAKE YOUR VOICE SOUND MORE MASCULINE!"
"ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY?!"
"DO IT!"
"NO YOU FUCKING FAIRY!"
"JUST FOR A SECOND!"
Donald closed his eyes as he cummed and then he heard Daisy do a very good masculine voice, that also sounded somewhat familiar.
"Holy shit that was good!" Donald yelled.
Donald opened his eyes to see Daisy looking creeped out.
"What is it?!"
"I didn't do that," Daisy said flatly.
Donald looked down and said, "I think it's coming from under the covers!"
"Maybe it's just Ludwig being weird!" Daisy hoped.
"Ludwig and Mortimer moved out and bought their own mansions, the new ones Walt built, after the hot dog incident!"
"So we're supposed to be alone!" Daisy laughed uncomfortably.
They then suddenly started to smell cigar smoke and reluctantly pulled the covers down to reveal Walt smiling creepily at them.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH, WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK!" Daisy screamed jumping out of bed.
"WALT, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK ARE DOING HERE?!" Donald yelled.
"Yummy!"
"That doesn't answer my question!"
"I've been here all day, I want to make sure my star was alright!" Walt said, hopping out of bed, ass naked, and rubbing Daisy's feathers, "are you sweetie?!"
"I was until you broke into our fucking house!"
"You're delusional, let Dr. Walt make you feel better!"
"I'M DELUSIONAL, BITCH YOU ARE FUCKING DELUSIONAL, YOU ARE FUCKING INSANE, THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU, I MEAN JESUS CHRSIT YOU ARE FUCKING CREEPY?!"
"WALT GET THE FUCK OUT OF OUR HOUSE!" Donald ordered.
"Why?" He asked, concerned.
"WHY DO YOU THINK?!" Daisy screamed.
"I don't know, I was just trying to spend time with my favorite breathing creatures!"
"Do you even hear how fucking psychotic you sound, get a fucking grip on your life!" Daisy yelled.
"HOW COULD YOU!" Walt screamed so fucking loud every window in the house broke, "my slaves will fix that for you, HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT TO ME!" Walt fell onto the floor sobbing.
"Walt, if you don't leave in the next five minutes I will qui..."
"NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Walt grabbed a chainsaw out of nowhere and began destroying all of the furniture in Donald and Daisy's bedroom.
"OH MY GOD RUN!" Donald screamed.
Donald and Daisy ran as fast as they could out of their bedroom, but Walt chased right after them.
"COME BACK TO ME, I NEED YOU!" Walt sliced and diced every fucking thing in his line of vision with the chainsaw, and then began lighting and throwing cigars onto the ground to light the palace on fire.
"DAISY I AM SO SCARED!"
"ME TOO!"
"YOU'RE SCARED, YOU'RE SCARED!"
"YES OF COURSE WE ARE SCARED YOU FUCKING RETARD!" Daisy screamed.
"I AM SCARED!" Walt was now speaking in a tone so dramatic Shakespeare and Minnie would have told him to shut up, "I AM SCARED FOR MY STARS HAVE HURT ME AND HAVE HURT THE WORLD, AND NOW THOU MUST CAUSE ME TO COMMIT MY SINS AND COMMIT THEM NOW FOR YOU HAVE THEREFORE HURT MY SOUL AND MUST BLEED FOR IT MY LOVES AND NOW HE IS THE CHILD WHO HAS BEEN LOST IN THE VALLEY OF EDEN!"
"HE BETTER BUILD SOME GOOD MENTAL HOSPITALS IN THE TOWN WHILE HE'S AT IT!" Donald stated.
Walt was now coming right towards the ducks, his dick hard as a rock, ready to pounce and rape the ducks 'til next week.
"WE HAVE TO LOSE HIM!" Daisy yelled.
"NO SHIT!" Donald yelled back.
"DO NOT GIVE ME ATTITUDE AT A MOMENT LIKE THIS DONALD DUCK, I AM FUCKING SCARED!"
"YOU'RE SCARED?!" Walt called.
"WALT SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU KNOW GOOD AND GODDAMN WELL THAT I AM SCARED YOU FUCKING CREEP!"
Donald and Daisy quickly ran into the nearest room they could find and locked the door from the inside. Walt started slamming his fist on the door, yelling, "I AM HUNGRY, LET ME NIBBLE YOUR TASTY BONES!"
Donald and Daisy realized that their plan sucked because now they were trapped in a room with no windows, the house was filled with a ton of smoke and would collapse in minutes, and worst of all Walt's psycho ass was behind the door ready to pounce.
"WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF THIS HOUSE!" Daisy screamed.
They then felt a rumble, which started slow but after a while began to feel like a magnitude 10.0 earthquake.
"THE FUCKING HOUSE IS GOING DOWN DAISY!"
They had to think fast if they were gonna survive, and Daisy looked over to see a table that had been bolted into the ground.
"GET ON TOP OF IT!" Daisy screamed.
"IS THAT GONNA WORK?!"
"IT'LL WORK BETTER THAN US JUST STANDING HERE!"
Donald and Daisy jumped onto the table and at that moment the floor went right the fuck down. Donald and Daisy held onto the table as tightly as they could as it fell down. They were in the middle of the air and looked to their right to see that the rest of the building was coming down too. They could also see Walt floating in the air and moving his arms to fly over to the ducks.
"IT'S A BIRD, IT'S A PLANE, ACTUALLY BITCH IT IS WALT DISNEY!" Walt Disney screamed as he flew down to the duck's table.
"HOW IS HE DOING THAT?!" Donald screamed.
"WE CAN FLY TOO THOUGH!" Daisy said.
"OH YEAH, WHY DO WE ALWAYS FORGET THAT?!"
Donald and Daisy flapped their wings as hard as they could to soar away from Walt.
The ducks noticed that there was an underground basement part of the house that was still intact and they landed and began running down there. But Walt came soon after and was charging after them. Donald and Daisy ran through many long hallways but Walt always knew where to find them. They realized that Walt actually knew the house a lot better than them and that they were actually mostly clueless on where to hide in this basement.
"THIS PLACE IS A FUCKING MAZE!" Donald screamed.
"COME BACK TO ME!" Walt screamed from behind.
"THIS BITCH IS RUTHLESS!" Daisy screamed. The ducks were running out of breath and could barely run anymore, but Walt was like a fucking robot and had no signs of stopping.
"WHERE ARE MY DUCKS, I NEED MY DUCKS!" He screamed, as tears flooded down his face and he lit eighty cigars.
The ducks eventually reached a corner.
"OH FUCK A CORNER!" Daisy cried.
"THERE THEY ARE!" Walt giggled.
He began singing a lullaby in Russian that he knew for some reason and slowly walked towards them with his chainsaw.
"DONALD DO SOMETHING!"
"WHAT?!"
"ANYTHING, YOU'RE A MAN, MAN UP AND FIGHT HIM!"
"YOU'RE THE ONE WHO RAPED HIM AND OWNS HIM OR WHATEVER SO YOH FIGHT HIM!"
But by the grace of God the ducks didn't have to fight him as the top of the house collapsed into the basement. Part of the house landed on both of their heads, knocking them out. At first they thought they were dead but they eventually woke up and were back in their bed.
"I just had the weirdest dream!" They both said to each other, "never mind."
The ducks drove down to the studio to scream at Walt and found his room filled with cigars along with a million in his mouth.
"I am so embarrassed and sorry about last night, I promise nothing like that will ever happen again!" Walt stated.
"It better not, or we will quit!" Donald said.
Walt shivered at that sentence.
"How are we still alive, and how are you still alive?!" Daisy asked.
"Well the piece of the house that fell on both of your heads was only heavy enough to knock you out, but still heavy enough to knock you out for a while, since I'm Walt Disney and have all the luck in the world nothing hit me and when I saw you two get hit I quickly ran out of the house before we would all be crushed and sent placed you two outside, I then rebuilt the entire house as fast as I could and placed you two in bed, and then you two ran over here, and here we are now, does that make sense?!" He smiled.
Donald and Daisy rolled their eyes and left, although before they went out the door they both said in unison, in their most threatening voice, "never again."
Outside of that time though the ducks truly loved how obsessed that retard was with them. Before they knew it a year and a half had gone by. They couldn't even remember how many short films they had done in that time or even the plots to any of them. ToonTown had also been pretty much entirely built and was one of the most popular places on the planet. But the fun had only just begun in ToonTown because on the night of November 18, 1928, Steamboat Willie would finally premiere.
"WHAT DO I FUCKING WEAR!" Daisy screamed, going through all five hundred seventy two of her closets.
"Something sexy!" Donald giggled.
"Everything I wear is sexy Donald!" Daisy reminded him.
Daisy decided to wear the sexy ass purple dress that had a slight sailor look to it in honor of Steamboat Willie, which was made by Coco Chanel herself for Daisy, after Daisy fucked her. Donald also wore a more fashionable version of his blue sailor outfit that Coco also made for him after he fucked her. At first the ducks were mad because it felt like an affair but they eventually decided to just have a threesome and have no hard feelings.
"Come on!" Walt called from the limo he was driving, fifty cigars in his mouth.
The ducks hopped in the limo and were driven to the Steamboat Willie premiere.
Over a billion people, which was half the population in 1928, were at the premiere. Many of them were wealthy socialites or movie stars who were all very jealous of Donald and Daisy. But there were also normal people who were trying to break into the theater, every one of them getting killed in the process. Donald and Daisy were hounded by people who were all trying to get a glimpse at them.
"Over here!" Walt yelled.
Donald and Daisy walked the red carpet, people screaming and many flashing photos hitting their eyes. The ducks were then taken into the theater and walked into the auditorium which held only a million seats so a lot of people had to sit on some laps. The room was absolute chaos with people screaming as loud as they could. Donald and Daisy were sitting in the middle of the theater where they got a perfect view of the screen and a delicious taste of 1928 sound effects in their ears. While everyone in the room had been screaming very loudly they all shut their asses up when the short started. It was dead silent for the whole seven minutes.
"That short sucked!" Daisy stated when it finally ended.
But nobody else in the theater, except for Donald, had that reaction. Instead the room erupted in deafening applause. People jumped on top of Donald and Daisy, and screamed about how excited they all were.
"DONALD AND DAISY GET UP HERE!" Walt called from the front of the theater which had a stage.
The crowd picked the two up and threw them onto the stage next to Walt.
"Everyone give a round of applause to them!"
"That's okay I think they already hav..." Daisy tried to say but the audience then gave an even more deafening applause after that. People who were kicked out of the theater for not having a ticket were now coming in through the walls and ceiling which they had chewed through. People were trying to get onto the stage with Donald and Daisy, but the security guards, who also were trying to grab onto Donald and Daisy, wouldn't let them.
"I JUST WANNA SAY ONE THING!" Walt screamed, "THESE TWO ARE DONALD AND DAISY DUCK, THEY ARE GOING TO BE THE BIGGEST STARS IN THE FUCKING WORLD, THEY ARE THE MOST IMPORTANT PEOPLE IN THE FUCKING WORLD, EVERYONE WILL LOVE THEM FOREVER!"
The crowd screamed and cheered their names, as Donald and Daisy looked on happily into the thrilled crowd, their plan to take over Mickey and Minnie and become the famous mascots of Disney had finally come true.