Opening Day: July 17, 1955 (Open to All)

[Ronno]

OOC: Here's the discussion thread, complete with some quick references: worldsofdisney07.proboards.com/thread/11506/disneyland-65th?page=1&scrollTo=50364

BIC:

July 17, 1955

Ronno did not like crowds; granted he didn't like a lot of things, but crowds were definitely near the top of that list.

It was...strange, very strange though: he could tell that this was that place where he had first encountered Accipiter the Gryphon...but it was different. The scent of oranges, drifting over from a veritable forest surrounding the park, was much, much stronger: almost overwhelming for the whitetail's nose. Some of the structures were familiar, some were missing...some, like that bizarre white and red tree peeking through, were new. Even the crowd of humans looked and scented different, with unfamiliar clothes.


 

[Judy Hopps]

Judy Hopps had been scheduled to work in Disneyland today. That was the oldest of this series of theme parks, and it had its unique aspects, as did all the other parks. As she marched off to work, a characteristic spring in her step, she turned a corner and slowed to a halt, confusion written on her face.

The statue of Walt and that giant mouse was gone! "Somebody stole Walt's statue!" she cried, rushing to the spot. The first thing to do was to set up a perimeter so nobody would disturb the crime scene. Judy pulled out some yellow tape (yes, she carried it with her), and started to rope off the area.

Once that was done, the rabbit officer dug in her pocket for her cel phone to call in to security.

"No service?!? How can there be no service?"

[Coco Rivera]

Coco once again passed from one of the parks to another. This time the smaller Disneyland, and seemingly without knowing it. Or, thought she had since learned that that was what was occurring, she could still never catch the exact moment it happened. Or she was never trying to catch it, which might make all the difference.

Knowing she could just as easily make it back to the hotel with the same logic, and when she walked back the other way, the elderly skeleton didn't panic and instead glanced around curiously.

She saw one of those adorable talking animals--a bunny, who Coco thought had been at Rosa's Quinceañera--roping off an area for some reason. As well as a woman, dressed in a manner Coco hadn't seen in years! Not since she was the same age as the woman. The woman gave a fierce yank to one of her high heels shoes and next yanked a little boy off after her, looking put out either by that or the heat.

Though she hadn't had any little boys herself (only two girls) Coco recognized the child's clothing also! American styled of course though.

What in the world...

"No service?!? How can there be no service?"

If she really thought about the bunny's exclamation, as she paused close enough to hear it now, an answer might have occurred to Coco but...that was absurd...even for all of the absurd she had seen.

Still, the bunny looked like she was in-charge in some capacity and Coco tried to recall her name as she approached. "Excuse me...Officer Judy was it? Is there some kind of themed event I missed a notice about?", she asked, glancing once again to the oddly dressed crowd.

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Given that they lived in California, it could be said that Helen usually visited Disneyland the most compared to the other parks. The humble mother of three remembered shaking her head with a wry smile and a playful roll of her eyes at the Incredicoaster that she passed by with her family. She didn't really much care about her own theme song, so having a ride seemed a little.. too much, for Helen's tastes. It always made her think about Bob though, knowing how much he'd like something like this. Thankfully Dash was here, he'd say something that remind her of something Bob would say, so it always tried to fill a missing piece whenever she needed it; perhaps not fill it quite completely, given that Bob was still her husband of 15 years, but it was enough. A small, pensive smile formed on her lips just thinking about her husband at home.

With a blink of her brown eyes, the auburn haired mother dressed in a dark blue shirt and khaki capris with flats was suddenly greeted by other people that seemed to wear familiar dress styles. "Huh? What in the world?" Helen remarked in shock at first, raising a thin eyebrow upon scrutinizing the different settings. No tank tops, short shorts, or crop tops were to be found anywhere. She even remembered wearing that same dress that this young lady was wearing, though of course she wore it around the time that she was pregnant with Dash. The stay-at-home mother didn't wear dresses that often anymore. 

"Is this that Dapper Day event already?" Helen remarked to her kids with a smirk, knowing that Violet would probably had an answer to that question given how she's always in the know about the current events. Yet when she glanced back, Helen's lips parted when she noticed that even the Incredicoaster was gone. "Wait a minute..We're.. back home?" She murmured in shock, then glanced down to see her kids' reaction when the mother bear whirled around in fear. "NO! Where are my kids?!" Helen practically yelled this in horror, suddenly realizing that she might've been sent back home without them! "Oh no!" The mother of three placed her hand on her forehead, trying to frantically calm herself down to think about what she could do. She might've easily had a melt down, just thinking about her kids having to fend for themselves, if it weren't for a voice that alerted about a theft that caused Helen to turn over to see who that familiar voice belonged to. Upon seeing Judy, and then suddenly seeing Coco from the Rivera family, a sense of relief instantly washed over her face as a weight was lifted off of her enough to allow her to breathe again. If they were here, then that meant that she was still in the parks! "Oh..hey! I'm so glad you're here! You have no idea how much I needed to see a familiar face!" She placed her hand on her chest with a relieved smile. "I was startin' to think I was sent back home!" She explained with a small smile, before glancing about her surroundings again a little more calmly, using her aviator eyes for any sign of her kids that might've strayed and then blinked in surprise - was that a deer in the parks? Well, that couldn't have been the weirdest thing Helen had seen, given that she had experienced meeting Aliens and talking skeletons already.  

(Note that Helen currently wears 1955 fashion with her capris and shirt: www.writeups.org/wp-content/uploads/Elastigirl-Mrs-Incredible-Incredibles-Helen-Parr-g.jpg

 1950s pedal pushers, capri pants, top ala Marilyn Monroe/Audrey Hepburn. Butterick 7557; ©1955 Jr. Miss & Misses' Tapered Pants: Boxy Tops. (A) Slim, calf-length pants, pertly laced on either leg. ) 

[Dash Parr]

Dash loved the Incredicoaster! There was no doubt about that! And he had ridden it about six times since they had been here!

A ride themed to them was just...so perfect; and well deserved if you asked him! The boy even paused to watch it for a small bit, before tilting his head and, unbeknownst to him, giving the sort of comment his mother needed. "Hmm...I don't know if I like my part of the sign, you can't even tell it's me! I mean you and Vi sure but...". Dash broke off and followed his mother.

As they walked, something fell into Dash's path and he glanced down at it. a purse. He didn't even notice it was the kind of matching yellow purse some ladies would carry with their dresses back home. At the risk of being thought stealing, Dash bent and picked it up, a glance to the side quickly finding the owner in her matching dress.

"Here you go ma'am", he handed it back...then endured the hair tousling and cheek pinch as he was told what a sweet boy he was.

Not the best reward for a Super, even undercover, but...

Dash glanced over to find his family again...and couldn't for a bit! Shocked, and worried, he turned a small circle, "Mom...!". He then spotted her, up ahead talking with Miss Coco!

"Mom!", Dash rushed over, thankfully not having had too much time in which to get truly worried, and thinking he just fell behind. "Sorry, I stopped to help a lady...hey wait a minute...!", Dash turned back around to glance after the lady, only just now realizing how she had been dressed familiarly! In fact everyone in the crowd was!

[Thunderbolt I]

It was all Thunderbolt I could do not give a salvo of happy barks. From the scent he knew he was back in California, his home!

Best of all, the time was right! No more was it the odd 21st century, with its humans dressed in shockingly casual clothes.

Thunderbolt I was back home, back in the 1950s!

The german shepherd settled for a furious wag of his bottle brush tail, prancing and whining. Why, it seemed like this park was filled with celebrities: wasn't that Ronnie Reagan, over there? And over there: that looked like Art Linkletter! There too was good old Danny Thomas, a favorite of the dog's. And Frank Sinatra...it seemed like everyone was here!

Then too how comforting it was, seeing the bulky cameras of ABC and miles of cables.

The crowds didn't bother him at all (although he couldn't help a twinge of jealousy: never had he brought in that number of people).

Thunderbolt I weaved through the crowds like a dog in a dream, so focused was he that he didn't even notice he was about to collide with the boy in front of him.

[Lefou]

<<Maybe I shouldn't even join because my computer is kaput. I'm using a borrowed device to post this.>>

"Whaddaya mean, ticket?" shouted LeFou. "Since when do ya need a ticket to go on a ride?"

The day wasn't starting out to well for the Frenchman. He'd had his heart set on a ride on that flying pirate ship. He wouldn't want anyone to know this, especially not Gaston, but LeFou really enjoyed the rides in this place. And they were free. And now, this guy wanted a ticket.

After several minute of pointless arguing, LeFou beat it out of there before security could arrive. With his hands stuck in his pockets, he trudged away, looking daggers at the back of that creep's head until he was out of sight.

"Pssst!"

The sound came from behind a wall. A blank wall. You didn't see many undecorated spaces around here. But somebody was behind the wall, calling to him.

"Yeah?" LeFou answered. "Who's there?"

"I'll give you twenty dollars if you can get me inside," came the disembodied voice.

"Twenty-five," was LeFou's response. Twenty of the local currency didn't go all that far.

"Okay, okay. Just get me in there!"

LeFou looked around and realized that he had strayed from the most visible sections of the park. Here behind the buildings there seemed to be a lot of tools and junk lying around, as if it had been stashed in a big hurry. A ladder gave LeFou an idea.

It took a lot of grunting and straining, for he wasn't a strong man, but LeFou finally got the ladder up over the berm where some phantom hands grabbed it and pulled it down on the other side. As soon as the ladder was down, up swarmed dozens of people, men, women, and children, all clambering into the park.

"That's twenty-five dollars a pop, folks."

[Beast]

It felt different here: the weather was hotter, and the people all seemed dressed differently.

Of course, their clothes were still odd and shockingly casual to the 18th century prince, but still.

The Beast sniffed at the orange trees that surrounded a clearing. Oranges used to be his favorite treat— maybe ordinary child got oranges rarely, if ever, but he ate them everyday!

Of course, now the no longer tasted like anything to him. If you couldn’t taste sugar (and, given the fresh meat in your diet, didn’t have to fear scurvy), what was the point.

The Beast walked down to a pool of black. Asphaltum, no doubt: and in this weather he certainly wasn’t going to touch it! (A decision that, given the women struggling with their shoes, was a good one). Growling at little at his cruel trap, he glanced up— and gasped.

A castle!

Well, no wonder it used asphaltum as a barrier!

Smiling in spite of himself, the Beast walked around the berm, investigating the perimeter. How interesting: a strange white-and-red tower, like an oversized firecracker, peeked over at him.

That is until he scented someone in front of him. Hmmph, vaguely familiar scent, rather like his village…

"That's twenty-five dollars a pop, folks."

The Beast did not really know the identities of his village, and it would be many months before his castle would be sieged. But he could tell a rat when he saw it.

“What are you doing, little man?” he snarled as he approached the man on all fours. “What makes you think the king of this castle will tolerate you letting these poachers in?”

[Lefou]

LeFou got several takers before some wise guy decided not to pay. Oh, sure, the Frenchman tried to stop him, but this guy was three times his size. He just slapped his meaty palm on LeFou's face and shoved him aside. After that, it was all down hill. Nobody would fork over a dime. Not even the little kids.

And they just kept on coming. LeFou tried to pull the ladder away, but with people on it, it was way beyond his strength.

"Aw, nuts," he grumbled, watching his meal ticket rush past.

What are you doing, little man?

Not another one! How much did he have to take from these...

"...beast!"

It wasn't just any beast; it was the Beast, the one that lived in the haunted castle and tried to kill him by siccing a bunch of evil furniture on him!

[Judy Hopps]

Judy tried to put the lack of cell phone service out of her mind, even though it baffled her. The parks were very careful to keep their service up and running for the park guests. Something could be seriously wrong.

But she had her own problem in the theft of the statue. And never let it be said that Officer Hopps was too dependent on tech to get the job done. She'd just rely on some good old-fashioned police procedures.

Excuse me...Officer Judy was it? Is there some kind of themed event I missed a notice about?

"Event? I don't know about that, Miz Coco. I'm in the middle of a grand theft investigation. Better question the bystanders." Starting with the skeletal matriarch. "Did you see anybody carrying a statue around here?" Hoo-boy, just saying it out loud made Judy realize how ludicrous that was. "I mean, several people together. Maybe a gang."

"How about it, folks," she included those tourists nearest to the crime scene. "Anybody see a gang of people carrying a statue?"

[Beast]

“What are you staring at, little man?!” growled Beast, feeling his old rage coming back. No, no—reluctantly, he managed to swallow his growls. After what happened with Belle’s father, he wanted to be more careful. Never again did he want to hurt someone like he had Belle, even if meant going way too lenient on crooks who clearly deserved it— that didn’t mean their family deserved it.

“All right shorty, look: why exactly are you letting these strangers into— are those women and children sneaking in too?” Strange— what intruders took women and children to invade? Women he could understand— women didn’t usually go to war in his day because most villages could afford to loose men more than they could afford loose women. With so many people here, they clearly were able to benefit from their female fighters, just like his mother’s hero St. Joan of Arc. But the children?! What use were they?

“Uh…right, what exactly do you think you’re doing? Friends come through the gate, enemies come over the wall.”

With that, Beast went over to the ladder to take it down.

[Coco Rivera]

"Event? I don't know about that, Miz Coco. I'm in the middle of a grand theft investigation. Better question the bystanders."

Though Officer Hopps said she didn't know about any event, her answer did still provide clues to what was going on. Mainly in that if it wasn't an event...

Coco was still working on that conclusion when Officer Hopps addressed her again.

"Did you see anybody carrying a statue around here? I mean, several people together. Maybe a gang."

"Oh, no, I haven't", Coco shook her head, she would have seen that. She glanced to where the statue should have gone, then back at the crowds, that odd theory trying to form in her mind again. Especially since, even if she had never gone to the theme park, it had been news while she was still alive, and trickles of the rumors had reached even Mexico...the ladders, the asphalt...

"Oh..hey! I'm so glad you're here! You have no idea how much I needed to see a familiar face!"

As Judy turned to question the other bystanders, Coco heard the familiar voice of Helen Parr and turned to her with a smile even as the young mother went on.

"I was startin' to think I was sent back home!"

Coco gave a sympathetic smile. She could relate to the feeling, both as a mother and even now and if she felt she had gone back to the Land of the Dead and left Rosa, even if the girl (as Coco would probably always think of her) had Mamá and Papá to still watch out for her. It was odd, the feeling of not wanting to go back, but, like with her, Coco knew the difference made was whether or not their children (of varying relational gaps) were with them. That wasn't the case, thankfully, as she spotted young Dash rushing up to his mother even now.

Coco took Helen's hand reassuringly, giving that grandmotherly like squeeze that always seemed to help both families and neighbors, "It's good to see you too, Helen, though...under different circumstances yes", she agreed.

"No we haven't been sent back", Coco assured, as much as she could, Though I don't know what is going on...", she admitted, as she glanced around, "It's strange but...it all almost seems familiar, like...". She couldn't say like it was a time they would have both known.

[Dash Parr]

As Dash caught back up with his mother, and paused to listen to Miss Coco explain the situation (or just expound over the curiosity of it all without any real answers herself, it sounded like) he thought he caught movement off to the side of him. Quick reflexes, and taking in of a situation, were a part of the boy's super speed, and helped him not just keep crashing into walls when going like a hundred or more miles and hour.

Dash still wasn't sure what his official time was, but he was gonna have someone clock him some time! And even if he might just break the stopwatch!

He turned, and was able to hold out his hands and sort-of-kind-of catch the dog, though momentum and gravity were still forces of the universe, even for secretly Super boys, so the dog's momentum knocked him aside and the two went sort of tumbling. Dash laughed as he stood though, and pet the dog, "You alright there, doggie?". Despite having met Dug, it was still hard to remember that the dogs he met might be able to talk (and that had been with a fancy collar anyway).

[Lefou]

“What are you staring at, little man?!”

The beast could talk! Somehow that didn't make it any less scary. LeFou looked wildly around for a place to run. The rubes didn't seem to be scared at all; in fact, they didn't even pay any attention to the beast. That was good! If the Frenchman could just get them between himself and the monster, he could escape while the yokels were getting eaten.

All right shorty, look: why exactly are you letting these strangers in

"Uh, no! I wasn't letting them in!" When in doubt, lie. "I was...trying to keep them out! Yeah! Didn't you see? I was trying to take away this ladder so they couldn't come in."

The best lies are partially true; LeFou was at that moment trying to pull the ladder in. the ladder he'd put out there in the first place...but the beast didn't need to know that part.

[Beast]

"Uh, no! I wasn't letting them in!" When in doubt, lie. "I was...trying to keep them out! Yeah! Didn't you see? I was trying to take away this ladder so they couldn't come in."

“Right, so that wasn’t you, a few minutes ago, saying ’25 bucks a pop’?” asked Beast drily. Really, just how dumb did this little man think he was?

“I think you only want the ladder down now because you heard me coming and feared I might be the prince here!”

Beast suddenly grinned at the clever idea he just thought of. Best of all, it wasn’t mean…well, not really. “Although, if you really want it down..”

Beast jumped in line and gently lowered the ladder, still covered with people. “Everyone off!” he growled melodramatically.

It worked, the people got off the ladder, even if he had a feeling some of those things they muttered were not nice even in this time.

Once the last person got off, he struck the ladder with his claws. Why, it broke much easier than his furniture had.

“Now,” said Beast once he had finished turning the ladder to kindling. (And after he had turned to the man, stopped, thought better, and tossed the splintery wood into the woods).

“Let’s try again. Who are you, what is this place, why were you sneaking trespassers in, and why is everyone here?”

[Judy Hopps]

Judy got nothing but strange looks from the bystanders. When Coco said:

It's strange but...it all almost seems familiar, like...

...the rabbit officer suspected that here was a lead of some kind. The elderly skeleton might have seen something important. But before Judy could question her further, she heard a yelp and the sounds of commotion coming from behind some of the show buildings. It sounded pretty serious, and the crime scene was properly roped off, so she raced for the sound of the altercation.

What she found was a rogue mammal destroying a ladder and terrorizing the tourists.

Judy wasn't sure exactly what kind of mammal she was dealing with, but she knew how to handle herself. Drawing her tranquilizer gun she called out, "You're under arrest! Put up your hands!"

[Lefou]

LeFou cringed as the Beast destroyed the ladder like it was matchwood. He must be impossibly strong! And dangerous!

Let’s try again. Who are you, what is this place, why were you sneaking trespassers in, and why is everyone here?

Terror-stricken, he tried to placate the creature with answers. "My name's LeFou, this place is Disney World, we're all here because some magic spell brought us here!" He would leave out the part about what he was doing.

You're under arrest! Put up your hands!

LeFou put up his hands. Oh, wait, she wasn't talking to him.

He didn't know who the rabbit was, but he didn't much care. If she was attacking the Beast, she was a welcome sight.

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The undercover supermom smiled in relief upon seeing Dash right by her side, especially after hearing that her sweet boy was helping a woman out with her purse. She was glad to see familiar faces like Judy and Coco, though that still didn't explain what was going on. Her eyebrows knit together upon hearing about that statue being missing. "Statue?" She recalled the Mickey Mouse Statue with Walt Disney, whom she read about when she had visited One Man's Dream with Rourke. "Wait, that wasn't-" She tried to recall the time of year that it was created, but somehow it didn't feel like it was from around this time. "Unless-?" She parted her lips as she turned to ask Coco about the sense of familiarity, hoping to confirm what she thought she felt was a time change, but with the luck of any mother that would turn their heads for 5 minutes, chaos of course had to ensue. "What in the world?!" The instant she turned her head, she saw Dash being tackled by a dog and then a large animal was towering over a smaller man. What was happening right now?!

Judy boldly made the move the way the undercover superhero expected all police to do. Something told her that a tranquilizer gun wasn't going to do a lick of good on this kinda creature though. The protective mother instantly stood in front of Dash in case the creature was going to turn and attack anyone else. She didn't care if she wasn't suited up, she was instantly defensive against her little boy. Still, she looked over her shoulder back at Dash with a stern expression that they should be ready to suit up at any moment.

[Coco Rivera]

Even with the chaos that then ensued, with some altercation just outside the gates now becoming pronounced enough to draw their attention, or Officer Judy's at the most, and as a police officer, to do something to curb it, Coco caught Helen's half spoken musings.

Yes...if the statue wasn't stolen but rather...

Odder things had happened, like their arriving in the parks to begin with.

Yet, again, the altercation at the front gates demanded their attention, though Coco filed all this away to return to.

"Oh my!", for the moment Coco just watched, trusting it to the professionals, and mainly Officer Judy. Her family was thankfully all away from the area (whether that turned out to be geographic only or something else was going on) but especially as someone who was now dead and thus very hard to harm in any permanent way, Coco also turned her natural motherly intuitions towards getting in front of the one child there she had a connection with, and Dash, though she also stood a bit in front of Helen.

Again, not that Mamá hadn't told her all about how Helen could handle herself with their superhero work, but Coco would still help out her friend and her son if she could.

{Correct me if Coco has been there to witness "the Incredibles" but I didn't think she had...}

[Dash Parr]

Immediately after having helped the woman, and greeted the dog, chaos seemed to break out. Officer Hopps rushed over to where a large creature of some kind was, no doubt to make sure he didn't cause trouble!

"Oh my!"

Miss Coco breathed, before getting in front of both him and Mom. It was a nice gesture, and part of Dash understood it--as a skeleton she was less likely to get hurt than the living breathing people about--but this was still best left to the professionals, Dash agreed. He just thought of the professionals as them. Supers.

Only his mother wasn't moving.

He caught her look and nodded back, more than ready, but it had been a reminder to be prepared, apparently, not that they were acting now. He knew he couldn't suit up without his Mom saying so, but...why weren't they getting involved. It was just one police officer, they'd done stuff with far more.

Maybe Mom didn't want more trouble like that time she and Dad got arrested. Dash tapped his foot, the only sign of all of what was going through him.

[Beast]

"My name's LeFou, this place is Disney World, we're all here because some magic spell brought us here!

“Are you trying to trick me Lefou— wait, let’s start with your real name,” said Beast. “Not an alias, even such a, uh, unflattering one. Besides, this place is not Disney World— I’ve been to Disney World.

”You're under arrest! Put up your hands!"

Beast whirled at the voice, hackles bristling and teeth bared; once he saw the speaker was one of those dressed-up animals like Little John, his aggressive fear-response was replaced with sullen disdain. Princes, he was fairly certain, were far above the law— how dare this little bunny even think of ordering him around, an heir to the line of the Sun King!

Wait, rabbit?

…A dancing bear he could see, but a rabbit? (Or was it a hare— no no, definitely rabbit).

Why, rabbits weren’t even worth hunting really— more fur and bone than anything, and then there was that awful human-like scream they made when they were caught…

“Well uh, Maréchaussée, perhaps you should be asking Tiny Man here why he was using a ladder to let trespassers over the wall,” he growled— if it wasn’t for what he took to be a low-caliber gun, he would have made a snatch for the thief’s collar.

Besides, Beast was startled to see that the little man had through his own hands in the air; perhaps this ‘Lefou,’ not himself was the rabbits targets. Ears rotated flat and to the side, he looked at the rabbit and, beyond her, a strange woman and red with an embarrassed grimace, tail swishing back and forth.

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Even though this was a familiar time period and they were from California, Helen Parr didn't want to leave it to chance that this was the time period where supers were legal. Although she wore the casual outfit of wearing capris with a shirt that allowed her to blend in with the time, Helen still felt that it was different somehow. The reluctant hero was always hesitant about breaking the law, even when she eventually had to for the sake of making it legalized again. In fact, the more she absorbed the environment around her, the more this almost felt like the time that they had just gotten into the legal battle with non-supers, which almost made her feel the stress rising just thinking of that unstable time period.  

Suddenly, Coco's stepping in front of her caused her to return to the present moment. "Coco, I-I really couldn't-" She was about to insist that she could never ask Coco to step in front of her protectively, but then she realized that she had never seen her in her superhero outfit. "...Thanks," Was all Helen could say with an awestruck smile, deciding to just stick with humble appreciation for someone stepping in to protect her. It wasn't often that she had this kind of feeling before, so the secret superheroine wasn't sure how else to handle it except for just providing appreciation where it was due. Still, Helen thought it was best that she would don her supersuit just in case. This large creature towered like the superheroine, Brick, and if he were as strong as that superheroine, then that meant that Elastigirl would be the only one that would be able to take him on by wrapping herself around him in a chokehold to stop him should anything arise. "Let's go sweetie," She nodded to Dash, almost sounding like a mother that was going to take her child away from the danger, except it was actually to find a place to quickly change into the supersuits that they wore underneath which took no more than a minute or two - for her, because Dash could easily change in seconds. 

Returning again in their red and black supersuits, the masked superheroine watched the scene with the large creature and Judy intently, but it appeared that the large creature didn't seem to have bad intentions, even trying to prevent the smaller guy from conning people. While she couldn't prove that was true, Elastigirl couldn't help but smile as she recalled Brick; that superheroine was beautiful, strong, and efficient! Maybe this big guy was the same kinda hero, just trying to help. "Thanks for the help!" She gave the large super credit for his intentions at least. "We'll all keep an eye on for him while we all figure out how to get back to where we came from." The superheroine gently suggested diplomatically with a smile, deciding it was best to just make sure they would keep the peace between their group by keeping anyone from doing anything wrong. The last thing they needed was to get into trouble that would prevent them from being sent back. "What did you say your name was?" The masked superheroine asked the large guy with a smile, wondering if he had a superhero name, too.

[Judy Hopps]

When the human put up his hands, Judy told him, "Not you, sir. You need to back carefully away, please." Protecting civilians was still priority number one.

Well uh, Maréchaussée, perhaps you should be asking Tiny Man here why he was using a ladder to let trespassers over the wall

"Officer Hopps," she corrected the perp. Wait...was the human caught in the act of breaking the law? Judy paused to consider without changing her stance. It might be true, but that didn't give this guy the right to destroy park property and threaten the citizens. When would the public learn not to take the law into their own hands? "You'll have a chance to tell your story after you put up your hands."

"What did you say your name was?"

Judy sighed. Someone behind her was trying to interfere. She couldn't turn around to see, not without risking losing her collar, so she called back to whoever it was, "Everything is under control here, ma'am. For your own safety, please step away and let the police handle this."

[Ronno]

Ronno weaved his way through the crowds, not na easy task even for a buck as agile and cunning as he. The whitetail couldn’t recognize the scent of anyone here, and it seemed like he was one of the few animals here.

The men were thirsty, it seemed, for they crowded the wood thickets, usually after pawing at the shiny stumps, and eagerly gulped down sweet-smelling liquids. Ronno couldn’t help smirking—- even from here he could scent water among the tree-lined paths to the southwest.

Ronno’s ears perked at the scent and sight of a strange rabbit. Definitely some kind of rabbit, although to a buck used to Eastern cottontails— that jagger Bambi was actually friends with one of those worthless hairballs— the scent of a European rabbit, so genetically distant, was bizarre. Oddest of all, she had clothes; no doubt she, like Little John, was a witless pet.

The buck paid little heed to the strange-scenting wif-man and buckling were-man: they smelled different, but right now two more fascinating things caught his eyes: a lupine dog, much like Bolt but huge with ragweed-colored fur, and a walking skeletal tree.

No, no— a skeletal skeleton! Of a wif-man!

Ronno remembered scoffing at Geno and Gurri when they came to him with tales of a walking tree that insisted he was a man, whom they encountered with Accipiter and a fish-smelling wif-man. Good thing the fawns weren’t here— he certainly was not going to tell them he was wrong.

Of course, if they were here, he could ask them the skeleton’s name. If they gave it before, he was after he had lost interest in their story.

The whitetail casually watched as all but the dog raced off, one at a time, following in a meandering stride. If he had time he’d ask the two humans why their scent was off, but right now he wanted to talk to that boney thing.

Ronno stood a bit back, nose quivering and ears swiveling as the group suddenly came to a stop in front of a strange bear-creature, one who scented of cattle and wolves and cats and herons and men. Cautiously, cautiously, torn between fear and curiosity, Ronno crept closer— close enough to scent that wretched little spike he had encountered in the Enchanted Tiki Room. Once he assured himself that the scarlet were-man was nowhere to be found, Ronno pawed and charged at the man with antlers lowered.

“I thought I told you to get out of my sight!” he screamed at the man. It sounded so impressive he tried not to remember that he had told the man nothing of the sort: the last thing he had said was to tell the hunter he fawned {hah hah! Oh what wit Ronno had!) over to leave him alone and to go after Bambi instead.

The buck’s stride faltered— a little— when he noticed what was in the rabbit’s paw: it looked like a thunderstick. If he had scented sulfur, he might have thought twice— since he didn’t, he felt confident to continue his bluff.

[Lefou]

Lefou lowered his hands, glad he wasn't the rabbit's target. Sure, it was small, smaller even than himself, but it was armed. And once the beast ratted him out, Lefou could see by the rabbit's expression that her suspicions were aroused.

this place is not Disney World— I’ve been to Disney World.

As Lefou considered this, he realized for the first time that the monster was right--this place was different than the park he'd been magically sent to. The differences were pretty subtle, too much so for someone like Lefou to notice without a little help.

"I guess this isn't the same park..." he started to say, when another beast rushed in, a talking venison, of all things. Once it opened its mouth, Lefou recognized it as the big-mouthed Ronno.

But the important thing here was that, the more people...or animals...that came between him and danger, the better he liked it. In fact, this seemed like a really good time to make an exit. So Lefou started inching away from the crowd.