It was not often that Mickey found himself walking into Warner Brothers studios at lunch hour on Thursdays—Bugs was normally on time, waiting outside for the mouse to pick him up for lunch. While Mickey was better at organizing his career and office yet had a poor sense of time, Bugs was very much the opposite.
But there he was, waving up at the security guard and walking into the main building. He opened the front door and was about to greet the next guard when six ponies trotted by with bags over their backs. The mouse stepped out of the way while holding the door open for them, and each one greeted him with a polite smile and a friendly hello.
The purple one came in last and nodded her head in his direction. “Hello and thank you, Mister Mouse,” she said before continuing on her way.
Mickey stepped into the doorway and watched them leave before tilting his head and scratching it. “Uh, hello and you’re welcome, Twilight?” he muttered in confusion. H