Post by ann29 on Aug 31, 2010 20:09:46 GMT -5
Hi All:
I thought I'd post this fic here as well as on fanfic.net (plug, plug, plug...) because, well, it's about Kit. However, it's a little different than the run-of-the-mill fanfic since it assumes that the TS characters are real-life actors and it's set in 1990. And on that note...
Everybody Loves Kit
Molly's Dressing Trailer
Molly reclined in a barber's chair, her hair swathed in a towel. She twirled the belt of her fuzzy pink robe while she talked on the phone to her manager.
"It's not fair! Everybody loves Kit, and I mean everybody. I get tired of hearing: 'Kit is so brave for doing all his own stunts' and 'Kit looks darling in that little cap' and 'Kit is so smart; he always knows his lines and never needs any prompting'. There's even talk of him co-starring with Arnold Schwarzenegger in the next Terminator movie. Everyone thinks he'd be perfect as the fatherless boy with a bad attitude and a mysterious past. Can't you get me something where I can show him up? There's got to be a wonderful part for a cute little girl out there." She looked at herself in the mirror and batted her eyelashes.
She listened for a moment, then exclaimed, "A cameo on Full House? No way! Those Olsen twins are ear pullers! What else?" She took a long sip of chocolate milk and nearly spit it out in disgust. "A commercial for Welch's grape juice? That's for babies! Think movies, movies!"
"Did someone say 'movies'?" Kit said as he entered the trailer.
From out of nowhere came thundering applause.
"There it goes again," Molly said in disgust as she looked around for the source of the mysterious applause. "What do you want?"
"I'm hiding from my fans. They won't leave me alone. I don't know why I'm so popular," Kit said with a shrug.
"I don't know why I'm so popular," Molly said mockingly in a falsetto tone. Her words were drowned out by the applause. "Why don't you hide in your own trailer?"
"I can't get into my trailer," Kit explained as he plopped down on a stool. "It's full of fans, but since you don't have any fans..."
"Don't rub it in." Molly said it under her breath, but she could have shouted it and Kit still wouldn't have been able to hear her over the applause. In fact, she was getting so annoyed with the applause, that she wanted to scream.
A moment later, she did the next best thing. She shrieked. She had been pinned up against the wall, because a flood of Kit fans had streamed into her trailer, demanding autographs from everyone's favorite bear cub.
When the last fan had left, Molly crawled out of the corner where she had been cowering. "What's your secret, Kit?" she asked weakly.
Kit straightened his ripped shirt and picked up his cap which had been trampled under the feet of many adoring fans. "I guess it's because I have a good manager."
Just then, Mickey Mouse popped his head into the dressing trailer, a clipboard in one hand and a Kit-sized suit in the other. "Ha-ha! Ready for your next audition, Kit?"
"You bet!" Kit said, exiting the dressing trailer amid thundering applause.
A very mad Molly said into the phone reproachfully, "Why can't you be a good manager like that?"
"Garwsh..." said Goofy's penitent voice from the other end of the line.
The End
I thought I'd post this fic here as well as on fanfic.net (plug, plug, plug...) because, well, it's about Kit. However, it's a little different than the run-of-the-mill fanfic since it assumes that the TS characters are real-life actors and it's set in 1990. And on that note...
Everybody Loves Kit
Molly's Dressing Trailer
Molly reclined in a barber's chair, her hair swathed in a towel. She twirled the belt of her fuzzy pink robe while she talked on the phone to her manager.
"It's not fair! Everybody loves Kit, and I mean everybody. I get tired of hearing: 'Kit is so brave for doing all his own stunts' and 'Kit looks darling in that little cap' and 'Kit is so smart; he always knows his lines and never needs any prompting'. There's even talk of him co-starring with Arnold Schwarzenegger in the next Terminator movie. Everyone thinks he'd be perfect as the fatherless boy with a bad attitude and a mysterious past. Can't you get me something where I can show him up? There's got to be a wonderful part for a cute little girl out there." She looked at herself in the mirror and batted her eyelashes.
She listened for a moment, then exclaimed, "A cameo on Full House? No way! Those Olsen twins are ear pullers! What else?" She took a long sip of chocolate milk and nearly spit it out in disgust. "A commercial for Welch's grape juice? That's for babies! Think movies, movies!"
"Did someone say 'movies'?" Kit said as he entered the trailer.
From out of nowhere came thundering applause.
"There it goes again," Molly said in disgust as she looked around for the source of the mysterious applause. "What do you want?"
"I'm hiding from my fans. They won't leave me alone. I don't know why I'm so popular," Kit said with a shrug.
"I don't know why I'm so popular," Molly said mockingly in a falsetto tone. Her words were drowned out by the applause. "Why don't you hide in your own trailer?"
"I can't get into my trailer," Kit explained as he plopped down on a stool. "It's full of fans, but since you don't have any fans..."
"Don't rub it in." Molly said it under her breath, but she could have shouted it and Kit still wouldn't have been able to hear her over the applause. In fact, she was getting so annoyed with the applause, that she wanted to scream.
A moment later, she did the next best thing. She shrieked. She had been pinned up against the wall, because a flood of Kit fans had streamed into her trailer, demanding autographs from everyone's favorite bear cub.
When the last fan had left, Molly crawled out of the corner where she had been cowering. "What's your secret, Kit?" she asked weakly.
Kit straightened his ripped shirt and picked up his cap which had been trampled under the feet of many adoring fans. "I guess it's because I have a good manager."
Just then, Mickey Mouse popped his head into the dressing trailer, a clipboard in one hand and a Kit-sized suit in the other. "Ha-ha! Ready for your next audition, Kit?"
"You bet!" Kit said, exiting the dressing trailer amid thundering applause.
A very mad Molly said into the phone reproachfully, "Why can't you be a good manager like that?"
"Garwsh..." said Goofy's penitent voice from the other end of the line.
The End
