Disney Fanfiction: It All Started with a Mouse © 30Aquamarine

Oswald the Lucky Rabbit © Walt Disney


It All Started with a Mouse

The first moment I come out of the picture is the happiest moment of my life. I greet you with a smile and you happily welcome me into your arms. Together, we start our dreams to bring laughs and joy for the people as we walk into the future, holding hands to each other.

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It was a big success. I am the biggest star! I just hope that it would continue and I still could make you proud. But why did you give me up? Don't you love me? Am I the only one who love you dearly?

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Please don't leave me here in the darkness alone! Please don't go ahead without me! You're not the only one who have dreams. I too have my own dream to pursue. That dream is... to be loved by you.

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I'm not good enough, aren't I? That's the main reason why you left me, dumped me into the Wasteland, and for the worst, created that mouse, right? To replace my role... to be your new dream.

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You never explained the truth. You just left like that! No one ever explained anything to me! You know, I'm really jealous over that mouse! He steals everything from me: popularity, life, heart, and love. Your love. But in the end, I cannot bring myself to hate him becausesometimes, I see myself in him, and I notice how similar we both are.

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"It all started with a mouse"? Don't kid with me! I was the one who started it all! I was the one who initiated your journey! Does that mean you don't acknowledge me as your first creation? Is all my entire existence just a lie? That's so cruel. It all started with a mouse… With a mouse

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You love that mouse. That's enough reason for me not to bear any silly grudge towards him. Unbearable as it is, I want to keep believing that... seeing how similar we both are that maybe― just maybe, you don't hate me after all. Maybe there's a reason why I am here now... and why he's over there, in all his glory, with you by his side.

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I'm waiting... waiting... always keep waiting for someone to find me. For YOU to find me. For you to finally back for me. I know how impossible it is, but I don't want to lose hope, because that's the only thing left that I have in me... until someone finally takes me out from the darkness. He takes me back to where I truly belong. To you.

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Hey, Walt! Look who's finally back! Wait until I tell you how much I suffered back then! Heheh, but it's ok, it can wait. Just let me see you first! But, where are you? I cannot find you in your old office. I cannot find you anywhere, until I see the clipping... of your death.

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I always hoped that someday, you would come for me again with open arms, heart-warming smile, to welcome me back. I miss you so dearly. You never know how much I grieve upon your death. You never know how many tears rolling down from my face. But everything's too late... I am way too late...

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I just know that you had already gone. I should had known before. I should had known! But instead, I shut myself out to keep myself from being hurt, seeing you along with that mouse. It's been years since then I finally realize... that I shut myself out for too long.

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I returned with hope that I could see you again. But now, it's pointless. I'm growing my hatred towards that mouse. He was there… for the rest of your life! But what about me? I should've never, ever returned! For that, I gladly go back to the Wasteland, until that mouse, once again, ruins everything.

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I have finally learned the truth. That guy was taking me away from you. I'm super glad that you left me not because you wanted to, but because of that guy! He was the one who screwed everything. Charles Mintz... how dare he…

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I never feel this grateful towards the Mouse. Maybe this is also the first time I actually feel glad that Mintz took me away from you. Without all that happened, who knows everything fabulous that's happening today would still be the same as it is... and will be.

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I may be the one who initiated it all, but you're right― "It all started with a mouse". That was your first time you started to build the kingdom of dreams and magic.

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