Title: Going Human

Summary: Ever wonder if Roger becomes a humanoid toon? Maroon Studios is once again borrowing things from Disney and Roger got in the way. Now, he has until lunch hour to change back into his old rabbit self again.

Disclaimer: I don't own Roger Rabbit and others. Please insert legal stuff here.

Chapter 1: Not In the Shape of A Rabbit

"So what do you think it is? Brain damage?"

"Fur fetish, maybe."

"Poor girl, she must have hit herself on the head."

Jessica's hand grips Roger's harder. The things people say when they think they're out of earshot. Or maybe, they simply don't care.

A child points at them, "Mama, is that her pet?"

The mother covers his eyes and ushers him off, "Yes dear, now turn away."

Roger walks on with Jessica hand in hand. He turns to look at her when her grip suddenly becomes tensed. Ignoring the whispers, he leads her away.

A woman looks at them as though dung has been shoved in front of her. "Ew."

Said woman is with a man who is twice her age and has another girl in his other arm. He shakes his head. "Scandalous, both of them."

It's been a while seen they went out with their relationship. While the reactions from people were expected, it doesn't help hearing them up close.

A toon cow looks distastefully at them. "What, rabbit girls are not good enough for him?"

"You mean human guys are not good enough for her?" someone asks back dryly.

"I couldn't blame him though."

Despite the sharper hearing, he can tune out whatever they say about him. But what they say about Jessica… Roger stands up straighter, feeling his fur bristle from the stares. He isn't fooled by Jessica's stoic demeanour. Somehow, he can tell she's starting to get a wee bit annoyed. It looks like he has to be the calm one this time.

"Bestiality," an old woman mutters as she walks past them.

This has been going on for days. Roger hopes that after some time, things would quiet down. Unfortunately, he's not sure how long would that be.

"Must have been the rabbit libido, you know."

"What a waste for a woman like that."

"She never gives a guy a time of day, but this -seriously?"

Still walking away from the whispers, they pass through silently. Jessica wills her fingers to slack, for her shoulders to relax. She takes a deep breath. It's not worth it. It's not worth it.

"Love sure is blind."

Jessica's eyes flash. She whirls at the random stranger.

"Blind? Can you even see yourself?! You're all standing there like there's something wrong with us! Do you even know him? Well, I do! Roger is one of the greatest guys I have ever met and what a surprise if I only met a few! He's sweet, he's sensitive and he's sure as hell a better person than all of you put together! Now tell me again that love is blind!"

Just joking. She's imagining the confrontation inside her head.

Roger tugs her hand, looking at her distracted eyes. "Lovecups, are you okay?"

She shakes off the fantasy and smiles at him. "I'm fine, Roger. Let's just get out of here."

They entered a building which Jessica deems is the tallest around Maroon Studios. When they got inside the elevator; Roger lets a moment of silence pass before speaking.

"If prejudice is blood…"

Jessica turns at him confused, for a moment distracted from her irritation. "Huh?"

Roger turns to her with a wide grin, "Bigots would suck."

Jessica lets out an unladylike snort from stifling her laughter. It was kind of a habit, concealing what she feels. When people expecting her to be as bad as they think she is, her movements are sort of watched. But because she's with Roger, the habit went only halfway through.

"Roger!" His grin turns to laughter at her reaction. Okay, so the joke was a bit mean for him but Jessica looks like she needs to laugh. No matter how hard she tries to hide it, he can sense that she's ready to explode a while ago.

"It's a good thing it's not the medieval times anymore," he says. He leans on her side with comically dreamy eyes, "Can you imagine you, me running romantically hand-in-hand while they chase us with torches and pitchforks?"

They both doubled over laughing before a comfortable silence ensues. Feeling lighter than before, Jessica gives him an unnoticed but soft smile. Roger has always seen the funny side in every situation. It's time she pulls a leaf out of his book. Her pouty red lips smiles mischievously.

"You know…"

Rabbit ears twitch at her velvety voice and he feels her hand deliberately travels across his back and rests on his far shoulder.

"When I heard someone said rabbit libido –"

Roger whips his head to her at the last word, his eyes wide.

"-I'm not sure if they think that's the reason you chose me," her grin becomes wicked, "Or if that's the reason I chose you."

A very red Roger stares at her in bewildered embarrassment before steam whistles out of his ears.

"Jessica!"

XOXOXOXOXO

Roger leads her to a door and Jessica blinks at the sunlight, realizing they are now in the roof. He grabs a stack of papers from his overalls and places it on the table near the low wall of the ledge. Jessica looks at the view in awe. She's never been this high up before in Maroon Studios.

She laughs when Roger folds a paper airplane and lets it fly over the ledge. Grabbing one, she folds it, curls the wings a little and shoots it in the air, watching it perform loops.

Pretty soon, they are simply talking while letting aero-gamis fly. Sometimes, they'd write messages on the planes like "Look up more" or "That guy over there has been staring at you for the last two minutes. Kick him in the nuts." Roger tried to stop Jessica from sending the latter. But it was too late and he was laughing too hard to really try.

It's windy; Jessica lets out a carefree laugh as she tucks her hair behind her ear. Roger pauses in letting loose another airplane and looks at her at the sound of her laughter. He smiles at the sight of her happy face. She usually doesn't let herself show much.

She feels her heart soar at the fleet of flying paper planes; basking at the gentle sunlight, the wind in her hair, the grand view in front of her and just being with him. Men would usually shower her with grandiosity and luxury. But Roger shows her you can have fun with the simple things in life. She turns with a grateful smile in his direction.

A moment pulses when they realize they've caught each other staring.

Roger turns away embarrassedly but Jessica turns him around again and tugs him close. Rabbit ears straighten in shock when her lips clamp on his for a chaste but very long kiss.

Jessica releases him after some time and Roger steps back, dizzy and breathless, before falling off the table. After shaking off the hearts floating around his head, he climbs back beside her.

"Remember the first time we met?"

Jessica shrugs with a lazy smile, basking in an afterglow. "Of course, honey bunny. We met while doing those cartoon shorts."

It was nothing out of the ordinary. Who knew the rabbit she met that day would be the guy she's with now? She smiles. It was certainly not her.

Roger grins and shakes his head. "No, we've met way before that."

"Really?" she asks seriously, raising a brow; giving him her full attention, "If it's someone like you, I would have remembered."

Jessica's grin became sly as she watches him turn red.

"You're the only one I know who's frank and sweet at the same time," he says as he suddenly became very interested in folding the paper as neatly as possible. How can anyone not see what he sees in her? If only people would give her a chance, they'd see a strong, caring soul inside.

Jessica fights the urge to attack him again, crushing the paper plane on her hand a little too hard. He's too cute when he blushes. She gives a light chuckle instead. "No really. If we did, I don't really remember.

Roger looks at her sheepishly, "Well, I wasn't exactly in the shape of a rabbit at that time."