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April 12,2021: Tiktok of Kevin & London with Dakota spurred this hashtag: #LostinBoston

Pluto Rises* (Paul Rudish Mickey short fanstory)

I’ve been looking deep into the Goofy-Pluto Paradox in all of disney media, where regular and anthropomorphic animals coexist yet there are others (**Doug Walker**) who flip out on the logic, can’t get how some animals are in clothes and gloves and others are naked and as pets. Now I did see the Paul Rudish Mickey Shorts on Youtube then Disney+, like the one where Goofy took Pluto’s place for a Dog Show BUTT NAKED ON FOURS, and one with Donald getting treated for Flipperboobootosis by the same bear that attacked him now in full doctor gear, when he chased him Mickey n Goofy for some honey on the sore. Yeah these are meant to be enjoyably chaotic for younger kids, maybe older ones n teens too, but normal thinking grownups see this and its some psychotic naked man on fours, or a furry. DON’T OVERTHINK THEM OLDS!

But I would like to see how far this paradox can go, push the envelope and see how disturbing it would get, with a Mickey Short of my own (*comment for a better title):

As Von Drake demonstrated his new telepods at the same science expo he showed his shrinker, Goofy and Pluto smash into a pod together, coming out the other fine at first,but in Jeff Goldblum Fly remake fashion, slowly yet humorously turn into one another. Mickey needs to return them to the pods and thru usual hapcap antics reverse their “curse” before they remain like this for life! (until the next short, these are episodic serials y’know!)

Certain key points for this short:

They only start switching body types and not voices til later; Pluto still barks even as a Dogman in Goofy’s hand-me-downs and Goofy still talks to people and even other dogs in his four-legged state, unaware how its disturbing the peace and sanity of other folks. Midpoint in the short is when they gradually become one another: Pluto speaks for real telling his mouse owner and Ludwig of the dilemma they need to fix, and as Goofy enjoys his Dog Days, he exhibits more canine instincts he can’t fully control, like chasing Peg-Leg Pete cuz he is a cat or fetching thrown things like sticks and frisbees then burrying them, leading him to the Pound at some point.

The transformations don’t need to be too graphic like the Fly remake I mentioned, but not so exaggerated where the bodies start morphing to and fro. As Pluto starts stretching awake, he begins to stand up and scratch himself with his front paw, followed by both paws becoming his hands and feet, while Goofy at some eatery drinks his water with his long tongue and his back aches only to now stand on fours on his newly formed paws, his gloves don’t fit him and takes them, his shoes and clothes off looking like a stray. Meanwhile Pluto goes to Goofy’s house and wears his clothes for the time, feeling blushed at his nudity as a Dogman, still wearing the collar.

Would it work as a real Rudish Mickey Mouse short, or should I bury the idea? save your thoughts in the comments

Two months ago I tweeted about seeing Dr Bluebottle, one-off villain from 1987 Ducktales series, in the 2017 series, with a twist: What if he was secretly a Marsupilami? I mean you can see some resemblance can ya? With a few tweaks i mean it can b possible

sent to Ben Schwartz (@rejectedjokes) but its Henrieke Goorhuis who shud see this ask if he approves

Sling Set, 2 February (Last of the Marsupilamis, part 3–Summary)

One moistened mid-August, Joan and Megara flew to Bolivia to pick up rare tree turnips on a remote village in Aguapiche for her cousin’s boo Jack, Joan discovers the runaway Navy scientist Dr. Bluebottle and the suprising origins of this escaped convict. 

{About Turnip Trees (Brassica Rapa Andanosia):

hybrid species of edible beetroot grown in parts of South America, Africa and Asia after huge monsoons and during fog seasons

soft red turnips 8-14 weeks, thick n tall Baobabs 7-16 months if left on the ground

Discovered in 1916 after an Eswatini shepherd’s wild dog dug out bunches of turnips entangled in baobab roots

Trees grow turnip buds which bomb down on unsuspecting travelers}

  He was actually a Navy Blue furred Marsupilami named Blubo, a leopard chimp creature rarely seen in the wild, but their bright fur n prehensile tails were hunted down by poachers to line their rumpus rooms and socialites for apparel and accesories. 

  He returned to Aguapiche on the 40th anniversary of two misfortunes: his family’s disappearance and death of the real Bluebottle he was posing as, his life gone in a stampede of freed animals, which wasn’t on Blubo. His curiosity would endanger those around him,but never lead them to certain death, merely looking for ways to ease him and his animal pals. 

  He tracked the hunters back to their basecamp, looking for his family when his wandering eyes darted towards a sketch of his species in Bluebottle’s tent. From afar, a tweedy game hunter mistook Blubo reading his journal in the tent for Bluebottle in his Mar-Suit rehearsing his subject’s behavior when he recons the trees for more Lamis or other animals. Blubo panicked and wrapped himself in his own tail, the nerdy poacher calls out to a burly lead game hunter, alongside Dr. Bluebottle, they missed one. 

He was about to put Blubo in one of Bluebottle’s SOTA thumbprint ID cages with the other animals, later revealed to be Narnians, when he freed all four of his hands and clutched onto the cages, including one with an ornery rhino. The pull was straining him, he lost his grip as the buff poacher twanged his tail like a yo-yo pulling back, but not before Blubo unlocked all the cages with his fingerprints, which were near identical to Bluebottle’s prints. The locks open, then the stampede. the hunters scattered away, one portly poacher knocked the doc back and onto the path of the stampede. Blubo was just ready to follow his family in the commotion until…CRUNCH!!!! 

The last gasp of Bluebottle’s life traumatized dear inquisitive Blubo. He continued his research digsuised as him for 40 years, wearing his labcoat and clothes to conceal his blue fur and leg hands, he even concocted a formula to repress his wild side to look more dogmanish and cover his murder tracks. 

Years pass, he already believed himself to be the real Dr. Bluebottle, and while working under the Navy for their secret anti-radar whale sub, stole it and began seeking notoriety thru this mishap with Glomgold and McDuck’s Savings Game. Could’ve been his Marsupi heart wanted the attention to fund some research grants into searching for Marsupilamis like him while discreetly finding the family he presumably lost after that stampede on Aguapiche. 

  In fact, Seeing these Turnip Trees after escaping Navel custody unlocked forgotten memories of his life as a lasso-tailed leopard chimp, swinging on the branches and bungeeing for fruit and pranking predators while unveiling some wrenching reminders of the incident. He would’ve apologized to those poachers for killing and posing as Bluebottle if he wasn’t targeted by Glomgold, and that some of the poachers were using Circene to release their canine instincts and forms. 

Joan asked why he would pour his backstory on her, it was from her tail Slink’s size and :3 face that Blubo could trust Joan with his confession, both being long-tailed beasts. She aides him from a smudged leopardess (Meg after his Houba shriek disrupted her midnight makeover) and the feralized hunters returning to capture him with his rediscovered family, found alive not dead as he thought they were. Some hightail hijinks and repented sins later, Blubo sighed with contempt returning to spring & swing with his family & animal pals, relieved of a No-Shirt-No-Shoes life but keeps the doc’s lenses as primal cousins do. Just then, police choppers flydown and arrest the feralized poachers to the pound by Ed with the Alphas, Sgt. Basquait & Adm. Grimmitz. Ed got Slink’s comwatch message with Gene’s assist. Grimmitz informs Joan & Blubo he’ll confirm Bluebottle’s death in their files. Meg can give Mark the turnips, and Gene asks Blubo for cryptid research via comwatch.

If I ever start driving again, I’ll need a wide empty parking space or the Daytona Speedway!