My first ever fanfic for this site :D I was planning on writing an original story I've had in the making for years, but this idea came to me suddenly. The Animaniacs started playing on the Hub and I was very happy to see this. So I decided to write a story that hundreds of other people have already done XD By making my own little series called 'Warner We Gonna Do?' Where a young adult named Danielle has recently graduated from Art Collage, and is starting her animation job off at Warner Brothers Animation, but at the bottom of ranks. You'll have to read on to see what happens~ Enjoy! The first chapter is just a set up for the action in the next chapter. Warning, different P.O.V.s are made in this story, starting with Danielle's.
The names Danielle Cole, but you can call me Dani for short. Everyone does. It was my nickname and soon to be official name. Sorry, I'm rambling, anyway...Even though I hate talking about myself, I use to hate talking in front of people and telling stories just as much. I was so use to typing my ideas and stories out onto a computer screen, but now...It's the real deal. I still was amazed at the fact that I had actually made it this far. Everyone was was caught by surprise, even me! I can't believe I made it this far in my pathetic excuse for a life, hopping that my love for Anime and art would actually take me somewhere. I doubted myself so much, but I was ready to take on what the world had to throw at me. The animating business. All I could say was...Jesus Mother Flipping Christ on a Unicycle...I MADE IT!
The flight was kinda rough. Kinda sorta. I was so close to getting a seat in first class...but I was just a bit short. No way I was driving from Memphis Tennessee to Burbank California. That would probably take me a month, give or take. Besides, being the driver I am, I'm be to busy making sure I wouldn't crash then make sure I got there on time. Saying goodbye to my family and friends was pretty hard...I won't really be able to see them for about 6 or 7 months give or take. But...at least I was making them proud...that's all that mattered when I was little...To make my mom proud. To see her happy...and so, here I am. On the other side of the U.S, doing what I do best. For her.
My long jet black hair swayed in an oncoming breeze as I adjusted my black rim glasses, and set them up on top of my head at one point to see better, considering they were transition. My light brown skin stood out from the rest of my wardrobe. Ripped jeans, black converse, finger-less gloves, a black t-shirt representing an Anime known as 'Hetalia', and a black Michael Jackson style hat. I clenched my fist down by my side, as I stood gazing at the gates of the studio. So many thoughts ran through my mind, as I began to walk in. 'What if they're not impressed? What if I screw this up? I knew I shoulda worn those office clothes instead today! What if there was a mix up and I'm not even suppose to be here?!' I closed my eyes for a few seconds before I continued to keep walking. 'Man, I really need to get out of this habit of constantly thinking of worse case senarios...' I thought, getting on edge. I continued to walk, as I watched workers scurry about on the lot. I patted my messenger back, which was carrying my sketch book and a few supplies, and some sample art. I looked up at the main business buildings.
'Warner Brothers...who knew I'd be animating for a company that was a huge part of my childhood?' I thought as a smile slowly crept onto my face, remembering some of their great cartoons...As I took a quick look around, something bug quickly caught my attention.
'The infamous Water Tower...' I thought happily with my hands on my hips, 'Heh, Animaniacs was the best 90's show ever...' It was so true. I loved watching that on TV when I was young. I haven't seen it since I was in high school. And I sorta missed it...But no time to take a trip down memory lane. I had an interview to got to! With one last glance at the tower, I stepped into the main building with a small smile still on my face.
I walked into the main waiting area, and went up to the front desk. The receptionist had her back turned, and was busy on a computer. I raised an eyebrow at her and cleared my throat to get her attention. She quickly turned and my eyes narrowed a bit, and I had a random flash back to Animaniacs for no apparent reason. I shook it off right as she asked-
"May I help you?" She asked me, brushing some of her blonde hair away from her flawless facial features.
"Huh? Oh! Um, my name's Danielle Cole, and I'm hear for an appointment, or some kinda interview about an animating job."
She turned back to her computer."Just a minute." She said. I tapped my foot on the clean tile floor patiently with my hands in my pockets. She turned back to me.
"You're right on time me and I'll lead you to the animation wing." She said sweetly. She stood up out of her chair, and her appearance made me a bit jealous. I raised an eyebrow slightly as I followed her. With me being so anti social, I never got into real teenage girl stuff that people were into where I come from. They thought I was weird and mental, just because I didn't like what they liked. They thought I was a nerd because I wanted to finish and do my work and pass. They thought I was ugly because I had constant acne and a big nose. I was bullied most of the time during middle, and still a little through high school. They would all just point and laugh and talk behind my back. To that I say...WHOSE LAUGHIN NOW!? Heh, anyway...
The receptionist lead me through a few buildings that were linked together from the main building. I was on the lookout for anything interesting. Me being a huge nerd and all. I mostly just spotted Looney Toons and DC comic heroes. Hardly anything else. Maybe a Scooby Doo poster or two but besides that, not much. We finally arrived at what looked like a class room/ conference room, that was filled with a group of people, not to many, but still pretty big. We both peeked into the door which was left open.
"You can go ahead in. Good luck Miss." The blonde receptionist said. as she smiled and went back the way we both came. I looked back into the room and took a deep breath, muttered a prayer, and walked straight in. I stayed near the wall, to make sure I wasn't disrupting the some what meeting of animators and directors. The man speaking caught me out of the corner of his eye. A chill went down my spine since it caught me off guard. He quickly walked over with a smile and held out his hand.
"Miss Cole I'm guessing?" He said.
"Yeah, that's me." I said nervously, trying to put on a smile. I stuck my hand out to shake his,"I'm not late or anything am I? Just to make sure and all."
"You're right on time! Welcome! Have a seat." He said cheerfully. I smiled and quickly sat down near the edge of a row. A few of the other people in the room looked over at me with narrowed eyes. That kinda sorta go me on edge...
"Well everyone," the man spoke,"I'm very glad to be welcoming you all to the Warner Brothers Animation Studio. I'm sure you all will enjoy your time here fulfilling your tasks , and showing the world what great skills you all have. Now, before we begin, I would just like to say..." The man trailed off with his words. I rested my head in the palm of my hand as I listened, and took a quick glimpse out of the window, but I didn't to a quick double take type deal, I kept staring. There it was again in my sights. That water tower. My eyes narrowed at it as my brain was focusing on what the man was talking about, but my well-being, or my soul, or whatever, was focused and only focused on that water tower...Was I hypnotized? Was something about to happen that my brain couldn't predict? What was it about that water tower that made me so interested? This was irritating me by the minute. Even on my first day on the job I'm stuck day dreaming! I thought I was done with this back in high school and my freshman year of art collage! 'C'mon Dani, focus! You need to listen to what this guy is saying! But that tower...NO! Stay on task! But, still...DANI!'
"Miss Danielle?" The mans voice broke the concentration that I had on the water tower.
"Huh? Oh, I-I'm sorry. Got distracted for a second..." I brushed a piece of my hair in front of my face as I heard a few other people snickering. I always put my hair over my face when I was shy, nervous...Or just embarrassed myself cause I made a stupid mistake...And I have a constant habit of making bad mistakes. One of the other women, who was about my age, rolled her eyes at me and turned back around to listen to the man at the front of the room. I looked her up and down, thinking,'Yep, that's a future enemy if I've ever seen one.' She wore some ugly purple pumps and a blue mini-skirt with a pink tank-top. She was blonde with make-up CAKED all over her face. 'Geez lady, did you get attacked by a hair dresser or did you think your face was a crayola coloring book? Usually back at home when I saw people look like that they don't even know what anime IS or how to even draw a stick person, let alone cartoons! Get a grip Dani! Pay attention!'
"Anyway people, I'll go ahead and show you your work place. Gather your thinks and follow me." The man spoke as he grabbed a folder off of a nearby desk. People started to get up and head for the door, waiting on the instructor. With my messenger bag all ready around my shoulder, I headed for the door, but miss Mean Girl beat me to it. She stood on the outside of the door waiting for me.
"Hey, what's your name?" She said at me out of the blue. I jumped and bumped into someone else.
"S-sorry about that..." I apologized to the guy and glared at the lady without her noticing. I stepped out of the way of others coming out of the room and stood in front of her.
"My name is Danielle Cole. Dani for sh-"
"You have long hair." She interupted. I raised an eyebrow at her.
"Umm, thank you...Your hair is nice too..." I totally lied. There was more fake hair in her head then on the ground after a good old fashioned Southern high school cat fight!
"Thanks. I just got it done~" She said showing it off. I groaned loudly in my mind. I just wanted to walk away, but if I did that who knows what would have happened next. It felt like high school all over again, but I was in too good of a mood to get angry right now. 'Gimmie a break...'
"Where did you get yours?" She asked me...Yup. This was definitely high school all over again. In a second I thought my algebra II teacher was about to pop out of a closet and give a book check.
"Uh, this isn't fake, it's all real. I've never worn fake. I've just kept it growing ever since I was little." I said back, sounding a bit annoyed.
"You're lying!" The lady said with a stern look on her face. I shook my head.
"Nope, its all real my friend." I said with a smile as I ran a finger through my hair that was covering my right eye. She looked jealous, which was exactly what I was afraid of. She looked me up and down a few times and then walked off, nearly stepping on my foot.
"Heh, that went well..." I said to myself.
Later, we had reached the main animating studio. Somewhere in a really confusing part of the studio. The place was so HUGE! I couldn't tell where I was going when I was following the group. I really home they give me a map or something, because if I get lost in here, I might be declared lost for a day or two...
The studio was nice and spacious, which I thought was very awesome ~I was really excited to be working at this place, and nothing could dampen my mood! Well, may be little miss coloring book over there...
She stared at me for so long I could've sworn she wanted to have a staring contest or something! 'Geez, Get off my back woman! Just because I'm all natural and your artificial doesn't mean you need to give me the death glare 24/7!'
I continued to look around the studio, some of the current animators greeting me with handshakes and giving me tips and pointers. The instructor went on about the history, and some other thing that I can't remember, when all of a sudden, you know what returned to see me. Or let me see it rather. I stared at it from a window that the group was near. 'OK, either somethings seriously wrong with me, or that water tower is stalking me.' I was so wrapped up in staring that tower down that I didn't see miss crayon face try to get past me. I looked back to see her and I quickly moved to let her get by.
"Oh, by the way," I said to her. She faced me," I never got your name."
She gave me a 'I'm to good for you' stare, And with her being taller then me it added onto the awkwardness factor.
"Chanel," She finally answered. I gave a small smile.
"Nice to-" I was cut off by her grabbing my arm tightly.
"Uhh, not sure if you noticed by you're touching me...That's a red rover grip you got goin' on there..." I joked. She just glared at me.
"I am the best looking animator in here, and no on can say otherwise, or else. Got it outcast?" She said firmly.
" Um, first of all, the names Danielle so you know, not outcast, but that does fit me well. Second, if your just plain angry about having to wear hair that isn't yours it's not really MY fault ya know...And third, I hope you do know the difference between acting and animating..." I said with a pitch of nervousness. She narrowed her eyes at me and pushed me up against a wall harshly and letting me go. I slid down the wall since the bump made me lose my balance. I hate having horrible balance. I quickly stood back up and glared at 'Chanel' while she had her back turned. 'Man, that band was right. High school really doesn't ever end!' I looked back out the window for another glimpse of the water tower as the group started to move on. I wasn't sure what it was...but there was something about that tower that was really calling me towards it...There's nothing in it but water! What's so interesting about water? Besides the fact that it keeps us alive? I was unsure, but I was REALLY hoping that it wouldn't bother me too much while on the job. Which I was also hoping, would go smoothly, and NOT like an angry off Monday...
FCs EVERYWHERE D: But don't worry, that'll be fixed in the soon to be next chapter! Please review and tell me what you think! I'm open for pointers and advice as well! ;D