Dumbo's Manager

"Nᴏᴡ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴ, I ᴀɪɴ'ᴛᴄʜᴀ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴀ, ᴀɴᴅ I ᴀɪɴ'ᴛ ɴᴏ ʀᴀᴛ, ꜱᴇᴇ?"                                                                                                                                           Timothy Q. Mouse of Disney's Dumbo, as portrayed by Iam.

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  ❝ –     what’s sss the hurry?   ❞    the tip of his tail is quick to curl around the mouse’s, tugging him rather eagerly back toward the python.    ❝ –    sss stay! put your feet up!  relaaaax sss…  ❞

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Uh oh... Danger Noodle incoming. In fact, this was a wild Danger Noodle and probably the biggest (and longest) Timothy had ever seen. Where was the human Snake Charmer back at the Circus when you needed him?

❝ You kidding? I don't have tha'time. Look at my uniform pal, do I look like a normal mouse with no responsibilites? I got a job to do. ❞ Timothy tried not to mince words and be as clear as possible, as snakes tended to be... rather pushy animals in his experience, and this was baring that the Snake Charmer’s cobra back at the Circus was trained not to bite or hurt people.

    Kaa had no such training, being in the jungle felt like being trapped in a world of caveman-like savages with no manners. 

❝ Look, unless you can help me find a baby elephant I got split up with, then I don’t got’s time to relax and shoot da breeze with ya. ❞ Mrs. Jumbo was going to kill him. What kind of caretaker was he? He felt like a terrible parental guardian and frankly Timothy himself was worried sick for Dumbo's well being. ❝ So let go of my tail please. ❞ Timothy could of coarse, control his own tail and so attempted to tug it out of Kaa's grip.

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“I’ll report’cha to the authorities is what I’ll do. Thief!” Timothy Q. Mouse has always been a very by the books rodent. He lived his life looking out for little guys like himself, and those being taken advantage of is what he considered a ‘‘Little guy’‘. 

“Hand over the goods, and I’ll return them to their rightful owners myself.” Timothy put out his gloved palm for Black Jack to politely hand over everything he stole. If Black Jack complies and hands Timothy all of the stolen items, he’ll prove he has some guilt and morals left in his soul, and is just doing bad behavior out of immaturity.

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Black Jack let out a loud cackle and mockingly wiped a tear from his eye. This guy was too much. He was almost glad he found the little rat, how could he get such a laugh otherwise! 

“Here’s what’s gonna happen: you’s go on ya merry little way back to the circus-” He jabbed at the mouse’s side with his free hand. “-Or I try some rodent for lunch.” It was an empty threat, as Black Jack didn’t care much for mice (or murder for that matter). But he had no qualms about causing some serious injury to the little bastard.

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Black Jack could call attention to the fact that Timothy worked at the circus all he wanted. At least he had a job, He wasn't some deadbeat like, well, a certain cat named Black Jack right in front of him.

Mr. Q. Mouse gave off the air with his body language that he was calling Black Jack’s bluff. He seemed like a petty thief, not a murderer, Black Jack didn’t have the guts to make Timothy into a snack and he knew it.

Timothy would some how have to move past not being an animal species that the other feared.

Granted, Black Jack was right. Timothy couldn't really do anything besides rot Black Jack’s soul with guilt. He wasn’t a cop but he was a mouse with an 1000 mile stare. It burned Timothy up inside that Black Jack the Thieving Cat burglar was gonna get away with this. But truly, what could Timothy do to stop him?

“I may not be able to get’cha, but Karma certainly will.” The law of no bad deed goes unpunished. “You’ll be sorry.”

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@black-jack-the-cat continued from here.

"I'll report’cha to the authorities is what I'll do. Thief!" Timothy Q. Mouse has always been a very by the books rodent. He lived his life looking out for little guys like himself, and those being taken advantage of is what he considered a ‘‘Little guy’‘. 

“Hand over the goods, and I’ll return them to their rightful owners myself.” Timothy put out his gloved palm for Black Jack to politely hand over everything he stole. If Black Jack complies and hands Timothy all of the stolen items, he’ll prove he has some guilt and morals left in his soul, and is just doing bad behavior out of immaturity.

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@nightmare-carnival continued from here.

Timothy blinks. Quickly adopting a very confused facial expression on his little face. “Wait, You’re not a Carny?” A traveling carnival employee? Mr. Q. Mouse could have sworn his sixth circus sense was tingling. Capper just had that vibe about him. It was possibly the way he dressed.

“Uh... my mistake.” Timothy apologized. “I thought you were from another circus with how you’re dressed.” A... rival circus. Really? Not at all? Then why was Capper wearing cloths? Cloths denote status and usually affiliation in an animal.

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What were these funny orange and red things falling from the sky?  The young elephant sniffed at an orange leaf as it slowly made its descent to Earth, only for it to land on his trunk and obstruct Dumbo’s sense of smell.  In response, Dumbo honked at the leaf, effectively blowing it away.  For uncertain reasoning, the weather was abnormally hot that fall, so the circus had built up a fenced in area for the younger animals to roam about in, similar to a petting zoo.  But luckily they didn’t have a show that day, so Dumbo and his manager could relax.

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Timothy looked up to sky himself. The hot weather should be making a little elephant very tired. “You should take a nap Dumbo.” Timothy didn’t mean to bore a little elephant with a healthy appetite for adventure. Naps were just harmless, and healthy for a newborn like Dumbo. “You had quite the busy day yesterday. A star like yourself deserves it. Give ya legs a rest.” Who even needed a blanket? Dumbo’s ears were the softest body heat insulators the little pachyderm could ever ask for when they were wrapped under his chin like a scarf.

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    So caught up was Basil in his own displeasure, and trying to keep Olivia out of harm’s way, he had almost missed the voice calling out to them. Thank the heavens- another mouse! If Basil had the time to be confused about apparently being Olivia’s father, he would have. Instead he simply scooped the pinkie into his arms and scurried across the ground to the stranger, setting her down only when he felt it safe. 

There Basil goes again. Being soft.

    “Thank you.” Basil said with a curt nod. “But you are mistaken, good fellow. I’m not her father.” Olivia did well to keep at Basil’s side and a good hold on his paw. Both Basil and her father warned her not to wander off, especially in a place like this. 

    “Mr.Basil’s my friend!” Olivia was quite proud of that accomplishment. As she should be. “A family friend.” Basil added. “And, you are?”

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“Timothy Q. Mouse.” The circus mouse went to shake Basil’s hand wile innocently admiring Olivia’s cuteness. Daughter or not, this little one was a ball of sunshine. “As I’m sure you can tell by this red getup. I work here.”

“Though that word makes it sound a little formal don’t it?” Timothy said thinking aloud.

“I’m actually part of one of the acts comming up.” and with that, Timothy thinks he’s given Basil all the identity he would need at the moment and proceeds to silently bring Basil and Olivia to a more safe place for mice. Believe it or not, this was a front row seat to the circus acts that would be going on in due time. You see the animal performers were trained not to harm a living soul. The human audience? Not so much. With all due respect, Basil and Olivia were just gonna have to trust Timothy on this one even though being this close to the action may look dangerous.

I mean, Timothy was safe in this spot all the time, and he’s a mouse.

Still kicking, still alive. Basil and Olivia would be fine.

Timothy sat them down on something plastic that sufficed for a seat for mice, again, this circus was human-centric. You sorta had to live with it. Olivia from the looks of it from Timothy’s perspective didn’t mind the seat. Timothy will be sure to get them some popcorn and peanuts.

“We’ll be starting very soon. Hang tight. ” Seeing other mice was still making Timothy giddy. So he wanted to start some conversation with good company. “Mind if I sit with you guys for a moment?” Timothy didn’t need to be on stage until at least another hour. He was already dressed and everything.

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@musxinquisitor continued from here.

Soon, music even followed played on trumpets and brass as more things to entertain people.Though it didn’t seem like anything was getting through to Basil. The last thing that was gonna get to Basil’s fun-center was a clown. If that didn’t work, then the circus as a whole has been defeated by Basil’s jaded tyranny.

It was gonna take their secret weapon to make that mouse crack a smile.

“Alright Dumbo! Up up and away!” Timothy commanded Dumbo to fly him inside the big top itself. Dumbo’s flying was graceful and effortless.   More effortless than when birds flew even, theoretically anyways. But the point is, it didn’t take a lot of muscles in Dumbo’s body to maintain flight.

Just a lot of ear muscles.

After Dumbo and Timothy had traveled by skys back into the busy main circus tent. Dumbo took a seat in his personalized elephant pen. Timothy went off into the audience in the meantime. The thankful part of being a rather small and unassuming animal is that most humans less they were afraid of mice treated you with just as much attention as a small dog running by their feet.

On his way into the audience. Timothy noticed two other mice. That was rare, and they looked like they were having trouble with the obvious amount of lumbering human beings in here. Timothy felt it his duty to aid his fellow rodent.

“Excuse me! Sir, you and your daughter can come right this way for a more safe travel.” Timothy beamed a friendly smile towards Basil and Olivia. They seemed like nice folk. Fully dressed. Brown-furred like himself. Though to say one of them looked out of his element would be an understatement.  “I’ll show you two to your seats.”  Timothy would show Basil and Olivia the respect as if they were guests in his own house.

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BTW, you should definitely check out my Dumbo Human AU at my Deviantart account, katiemae12!

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i mean, the world was also attracted to miss kitty and she's also a little itty bitty lady mouse. and i've found MANY nsfw work on her. and for bianca from rescuers. by GOD there's so much.

like i've found PLENTY of smut for miss bianca and kitty as their mouse sized selfs with grown people. it's .... not pretty 

Fair enough. Mr. Timothy Q. Mouse is retroactively husbando material. That’s pretty badass.

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I feel like if Dumbo(1941) came out nowadays, Timothy will be husbando bait via Hector and Onceler.

Really? I am certainly not unaware of the existence of Furries or being attracted to an anthropomorphic character. But Timothy’s a 5 inch tall, teeny tiny itty bitty mouse. How can you be attracted to him?

Unless you are just attracted to his personality. Which that I can fully understand. But imagining anything with his teeny tiny physical body leaves something to be desired doesn’t it?

Are you using your imagination to imagine him human-size or…… ???