Ludwig Von Drake had made a number of inventions in his time that he was proud of, but suffice to say, none of those compared to what he was prepared to show Mickey.
It was only a few weeks ago that Mickey came to the Professor with his dilemma. Mickey was having trouble thinking of his next big feature film. As hard as he tried, he was coming in a blank. Realizing this pickle he was in, he came to Ludwig to see if maybe he could possibly invent something that could help him with his problem.
The Professor was all too happy to help and over the past few weeks, he tinkered and tinkered in his lab until finally, he had created the means in which to assist Mickey.
Von Drake anxiously paced around his lab, twiddling his thumbs. When Mickey finally arrived, he eagerly approached him. "There you are! I was close to biting my nails before you showed up! Whoo boy! That would've been an embarrassing trip to the nail salon, I tell you," he said.
"Sorry, Professor," Mickey said sincerely. "But I am looking forward to your invention. Just as long as it's not dangerous...or illegal."
Ludwig put an arm around Mickey and guided him through the lab. "Hoho! Mickey, thanks to my invention, you will have your next big motion picture in no time!" he exclaimed.
"Well, if you say so," Mickey said.
The Professor took Mickey to a room in the lab. There stood a giant screen and in front of it was something covered in a yellow cloth. He sat Mickey down in a chair and stood in front of the screen, next to the covered object.
Mickey eyed the said object with intrigue. He wasn't sure what it was or how it would help with his next big film, but knowing Drake, it would be something special, usually over the top.
Clearing his throat, Ludwig addressed Mickey. "I, Professor Ludwig Von Drake, am privileged to present to you, the greatest invention since sliced toast! I give you; the Showtime Spectrometer!" he announced, pulling back the cloth.
Mickey gasped at the sight of what was revealed to him.
It was a medium sized machine that had the appearance of a theater; complete with a stage and red curtains and in-between the curtains were a small screen.
"Wow!" Mickey exclaimed.
"Wow indeed," Ludwig retorted. "With this machine, you can create any kind of movie you want!"
"Really? Anything?" Mickey asked.
"Yes, anything!" answered Ludwig.
Just then, the Professor pulled out what looked to be a remote control. It was red with yellow curtains decorated on its top. In the middle were an assortment of numbered and lettered buttons and switches.
"What's that?" Mickey asked, noticing the remote.
"This is your Showtime Spectrometer Remote or 'SSR (Sir),' hehe, see what I did der?" he said, chuckling to himself while Mickey rolled his eyes. "Ahem, this remote will allow you create whatever movie scenario you please."
Mickey couldn't believe what he was hearing. Ludwig had made some incredible inventions before, but a machine capable of creating movies? How was that even possible?
"How is that even possible?" Mickey asked.
Unbeknownst to the two, they were being watched by none other than Pete who happened upon their conversation while having an ice cream cone.
"It's as simple as 183 times the square root of 186," answered Ludwig, much to Mickey's confusion. "All you have to do is type the type of movie you want, enter the code for the genre, then pull down the switch and boom! Your movie is made. But that's not all."
"There's more?" asked Mickey.
"Oh yes," Ludwig said, bringing Mickey's attention to the giant screen. "Once you've set up your movie plot, it will be shown on this screen. And, if you want, you can even insert yourself into the film and make it up as you go along."
"Wow! That's amazing!" Mickey exclaimed.
"Yes...yes it is," Pete said with a sinister smile.
It was one thing to make a movie, but to actually experience a movie, while you're making it, was something completely different. The possibilities Ludwig had presented before Mickey were endless. The storylines, the characters, the settings, all within Mickey's grasp. He couldn't wait to give this new invention a whirl.
The Professor presented Mickey with the remote so that he could begin. However, before Mickey could even touch the remote, Pete burst through the lab window and snatched it out of Ludwig's hands.
"Sorry, Mouse, but this movie has a new director!" Pete said.
"Hey! What are you doing?!" exclaimed Ludwig.
Pete began rapidly pressing the buttons on the remote which caused a bright blue glow to emanate from the Showtime Spectrometer. He then pulled one of the switches and an image appeared on the screen.
It looked to be an image of a huge castle in the night, bathed in the light of a full moon with bats flying around.
"Oh my tickers! He's created a movie!" exclaimed Ludwig.
Mickey immediately jumped at Pete, attempting to grab the remote. "Hey, Pete! Give that back!" he said.
"No way, no how, Mouse! It's high time I got to be the star!" Pete exclaimed. "And as for you..."
"Huh?" Mickey responded, raising an eyebrow in confusion.
Pete lifted the Showtime Spectrometer with one arm and with his free hand, he grabbed Mickey. Using the remote, he teleported himself and Mickey inside the screen.
"Oh no!" exclaimed Ludwig.
This was most definitely not what the Professor had planned. Not only was Pete in control of the remote, but he had used to create his own movie. And as if that wasn't bad enough, he had taken himself, the remote, the Spectrometer, and even Mickey into said movie. So now it seemed as though Mickey would be in another major motion picture, only this time, he would not be the star. And as long as Pete had the remote and the machine, Mickey's career looked absolutely bleak.