Male! Jessica Rabbit x Detective! Reader Ch. 1

In the modern days somewhere in Hollywood, you are a detective and always go on solo. You wore a (f/c) trench jacket and (f/c) pants with (s/c) boots. Your trademark hat was a fedora. Your fedora had a crimson red color with a black sash around. Also, you're not just a detective, you're a Toon detective. Like you rescued Donald Duck's nephews Huey, Dewey and Louie or you cleared Goofy's name from accusations of espionage. Actually, you solved those cases because you always helped your father, who's also a Toon detective. You two were great partners and you were given a monkier, "The Toons Father and Daughter".

However, everything changed when you and your father tried to chase a Toon robber, who tried to rob the First National Bank of Toontown. You and your father were about to catch the culprit, but the thief dropped a grand piano on you two from 15 stories up. You survived from the crash, but not your father. You became shocked as you stared at your partnered father who got killed by the piano, crushing him to the head.

The doctors couldn't save your father and you and your relatives attended the funeral. After your father's death, you kept his trademark, a crimson red and black fedora which you always wore all the time. Not only you kept your father's trademark fedora, you started to dislike all the Toons because a Toon killed your father seven years ago. You were fourteen years old when your father got killed.

During your career, you were being called as "Toon Lady in Red" by your collegues because you always kept your red and black fedora and you swore yourself that you'll never take it off except you go home after you finished your job.

One day, now 21 years old, you were hired by R.K. Maroon of Maroon Cartoons. You arrived at his office and saw him with his editor, watching a piece of film playing through a moviola. Mr. Maroon noticed you came in and said, "How much do you know about show business, Ms. (L/n)."

"Only there's no business like it, no business I know," You answered.

"Yeah, and there's no business more expensive. I'm 25 grand over budget on the latest Baby Herman cartoon," agreed Mr. Maroon, mentioning. "You saw the rabbit blowin' his lines. He can't keep his mind on the work. You know why?"

"Let me guess. One of too many refrigerators dropped on his head?" You implied after seeing Roger Rabbit blowing his lines on the scene set.

"Nah, he's a Toon. You can drop anything you want on his head. He'll shake it off." Then Maroon gave you an advice about Roger Rabbit and suggested something else other than dropping anything on Roger, "But break his heart, he goes to pieces, just like you or me. Read that."

You received a newspaper from Maroon and started to read the headlines. You read out loud, "Seeing cooing over a man in red with a lady was Jesse Rabbit, nephew of Maroon Cartoon star Roger Rabbit."

You didn't know that Roger Rabbit, star of the Maroon cartoons, had a nephew.

You asked Mr. Marron, "So why am I here to deal with this rabbit issue?"

"You're a private detective. Figure it out." he replied.

You gave a groan in disbelief and you started to refuse to take a case of Roger Rabbit, "I don't have time for this. I'm leaving."

"Look, (L/n), his nephew's poison," stated Maroon, stopping you from leaving. "but he thinks that kid's Elvis Presley."

Maroon looked around in his office to make sure no one's here or listening. After realizing that you and Maroon were alone, the owner of Maroon Cartoons told you something important like a mission, "I want you to follow him. And when you do, get me a couple of nice, juicy pictures so I can wise the rabbit up with."

"Forget it, Maroon. I don't work for Toontown," You coldly refused Maroon's request as you tried to leave, but he stopped you from leaving and tried to make you change your mind.

"What's wrong with Toontown? Everyone loves Toontown."

"Well then find another detective for your dirty work because I'm not doing it." You answered as you explained your reason for not taking the job to spy on Jesse Rabbit.

"Easy, girl. You don't want to go to Toontown? Then you don't have to go to Toontown. Nobody said you had to go to Toontown anyway," Maroon replied as he told you that you didn't have to go to Toontown. "Have a seat, Ms. (L/n)."

He led you to the chair as you sat on it while Maroon walked to his office chair.

"The rabbit's nephew sings at a joint called the Ink and Paint Club," explained Maroon. "Toon Revue. Strictly humans only, okay? So what do you think, Ms. (L/n)?"

You hesitated as you found out Jesse Rabbit was a singer and he worked at the Ink and Paint Club. You became unsure that you really were going to do Maroon's dirty work.

"Well?" You noticed that Maroon was waiting for your answer. Having no choice, you stood up from the chair and walked to the window.

"This job will cost you a hundred bucks," You explained the total cost for him to hire you.

"A hundred bucks?!" shocked Mr. Maroon. "That's ridiculous!"

"So's the job." You replied sharply as you glanced at Maroon.

"All right, all right. You got your hundred bucks," Maroon assured you that you'll receive the total of cash. "Go have a nice view outside from the window, (Y/n)."

You then stared at the window and you watched people accidentally dropped a crate of cartoon instruments. The cartoon instruments started to play and people, who worked at this Maroon studio, started to chase after them and bring them back to the crate. You laughed a little as you continued to watch them until something suddenly appeared in front of you, scaring you out of nowhere.

You screamed as you took a step back away from something in front of you. Maroon heard your scream and noticed you got scared by a flying elephant outside of the window.

"Why so scared, Ms. (Y/n)? It's just Dumbo," Maroon reassured that something outside of the window was actually Dumbo the Flying Elephant.

"I know who it is." You replied as you noticed that Maroon finished writing the hundred dollar check and you took it from his hands.

"I got him on loan from Disney, him and half the cast of Fantasia. The best part is," Maroon took a handful of peanuts and gave Dumbo by throwing them out of the window. "they work for peanuts."

"Well, I don't work for peanuts..." You watched Dumbo took the peanuts and flew off from Maroon's office. You then showed your check to Maroon and asked, "Where's the other fifty?"

"Let's call the other fifty a carrot to finish the job." Maroon explained that you'll receive the other fifty dollars once you finish the job.

"You know you've been hanging around rabbits too long, Mr. Maroon." You remarked as you left Maroon's office.

You took a long walk in Hollywood and went back to your home office. You checked the mails, only to check they're junk. You later went to the terminal station diner. When you came in, you noticed a trolley driver was unconscious on the table.

You asked one of the guys sitting at the diner, "What's with Earl?"

The guy next to you wrote something on the notepad and showed the message to you.

"Laid off?" You replied.

"A new outfit bought the Red Car. Some big company called Cloverleaf." said the African American man wearing a military outfit.

"You're kidding. They bought the Red Car?" You became surprised that Cloverleaf bought the Red Car.

"Yeah, and put the poor guy on two weeks' notice. Cutbacks, they said."

After finding out the unconscious employee somehow lost his job, you took pity on him.

"(Y/n)." Someone called to you and noticed a waiter came to you.

His name was Donnie and he's your childhood friend, working as a waiter at this very diner.

"Tomorrow's Friday, (Y/n). You know what happens here on Friday?" asked Donnie.

"Is it fish special?"

"No. My boss checks the books on Friday. And if I don't have that money I gave you back in the till, I'm gonna lose my job." Donnie replied as he told you that his boss will be checking on tomorrow.

"You don't have to worry, Donnie. You've only got one left," You gave Donnie the check Maroon gave you.

Your childhood friend read the check and said, "Fifty bucks?"

You nodded.

"Where's the rest?" asked Donnie, knowing that it wasn't enough for tomorrow.

"It's only a snoop job. I'll get the other fifty bucks, so you won't need to worry about tomorrow, Donnie." You explained to Donnie about your job given by Maroon. "I need your camera. I don't have one."

"You should go to the shop to buy one." replied Donnie.

"Come on, Donnie. You need the fifty bucks, I need the camera."

Donnie gave a sigh and took a camera out from the drawer.

"Here, the memory card is new. So use it carefully." He gave you a safe warning as you took the digital camera from him. He then asked you about the check, "That paper even good?"

"See it for yourself." You replied as you suggested your childhood friend to see the name of the check.

"R.K. Maroon, as in Maroon Cartoons?"

"Maroon Cartoons?" You heard a drunken guy behind you and you turned around at him. "Hey. So who's your client, Little Miss Detective?"

You ignored the drunkard, who tried to guess who was your client.

"What do you want to drink?" Donnie asked.

"I'll take a beer." the drunkard answered as he sat down next to you and kept asking you questions. "So what happened, huh? Somebody kidnap Dinky Doodle?"

"Knock it off, Angelo." warned Donnie, noticing you being irritated.

"Hey, wait a minute. Wait a minute. I know. You're working for Little Bo Peep. She's lost her sheep and you're gonna help her find them."

Angelo chuckled as he placed his arm around your shoulders. As he did so, you stood up and you made an arm lock as you held Angelo's arm tightly behind, much to his shock.

"Listen to me and get it straight, meatball. I don't work for Toons..." You told Angelo as you pushed him away from you and you quickly started to leave the diner, taking the digital camera with you.

Donnie and Angelo watched you leaving the diner after the commotion.

"So what's her problem?" Angelo asked.

Donnie sighed as he answered, "A Toon killed her father... That's why."

The boys at the diner including the boy with the notepad, the military guy, and Angelo became shocked as they watched you leave after hearing about your late father from Donnie.

"Dropped a piano on his head." He explained to his customers about the cause of your father's death.

In the middle of the night, you arrived at the door to the Ink and Paint Club in the alleyway and started to knock. After you knocked on the door, the door opened and there was a club bouncer named Bongo the Gorilla.

"Got the password?" Bongo asked.

"Walt sent me." You said the password and Bongo let you in.

You walked down the stairs and you heard two piano were playing as you entered the club. You watched Donald Duck and Daffy Duck playing the piano and having a piano duel. You stared at the two ducks as Donald told Daffy to cut it out as the black duck made an off-key sound.

"Hey! Hey! Cut it out!" shouted Donald, playing his grand piano.

"Does anybody understand what this duck is saying?" asked Daffy while playing his white piano.

The two ducks started to agrue while playing their pianos. You walked down as you were about to sit at one of the white tables.

"This is the last time I work with someone with a speech impediment!" Daffy exclaimed.

"Oh, yeah?" replied Donald, as he grabbed the black Looney Toon duck and put him inside the grand piano and slammed it.

"This means war." declared Daffy while Donald continued to play the piano.

As you sat down at the table, a girl with blonde curly hair, clad in a goofy dress with a big red ribbon on her head and a same age as you, squirted an ink pen at your clothes. She giggled as you couldn't believe that your white shirt got inked.

"You think that's funny?" You gave a glare at her after you got inked.

"No, silly, it's a panic." She replied as she continued to giggle.

"You won't think it's funny when I stick that pen up your nose." You were about to give the girl a punch to the face as you grabbed her dress.

"Whoa, calm down, girlfriend. Look," She gestured you to see the ink suddenly disappeared on your shirt. "the stain's gone. It's disappearing ink."

You checked your white shirt as you noticed the ink was slowly disappearing.

"I hope there's no hard feelings." She smiled at you as she introduced herself to you, "Let me introduce myself. I am..."

You suddenly cut off her words as you replied, "I know who you are. Merry Acme, daughter of Marvin Acme the Gag King. The man who owned Toontown."

"If it's Acme, it's a gasser." Merry replied as she gave her hand to you. "Put it there, girl."

As you held Merry's hand, you suddenly got shocked out of nowhere. You quickly took your hand away and noticed that Merry's hand had a buzzer.

"The hand buzzer. It's still our biggest seller." She yet again giggled as she returned to her seat.

You groaned in dismay as you took a seat at the table. You watched the whole show of Daffy Duck and Donald Duck fighting each other while playing the pianos. The whole piano duel came to the end as Donald fired a cannon at Daffy, only destroying the grand piano. After the cannon, Donald and Daffy were pulled away as the two long canes pulled them off the stage and the curtains dropped down, ending the show. Everyone applauded and whistled as they enjoyed the funny moments of the two ducks of Disney and Looney Tunes. The applause faded away as some people sat back down at the tables.

"Hey, those ducks are funny. They never get to finish the act!" Merry remarked as she giggled.

You gave a sigh as you said to yourself, "Toons..."

As you rolled your (e/c) eyes over, you suddenly heard a voice calling to you with a gasp.

"(Y/n) (L/n)?" You suddenly heard a familiar voice and turned around to see a Looney Tune rabbit holding a carrot.

"Bugs Bunny?" You recognized as you met Bugs Bunny of Looney Tunes.

"Eh, what's up, doll?" Bugs bit a carrot to his buck teeth as he talked with you.

"What are you doing here?"

"Well, just watchin' my friend Daffy fightin' with Donald on a piano duel back there. But they didn't finish the act. Gee, ain't I a stinker?"

"Yeah, you are a stinker." You smiled as you chuckled despite you hated Toons. Bugs Bunny was the only one that you didn't hate.

Suddenly, you heard the girls squealed in joy when the next act was coming up next as they all clapped their hands. You noticed the girls moved themselves to the next tables in the front as the curtain started to rise up. You later also noticed Merry Acme spraying herself with perfume as she became excited for the next act.

You turned around and asked Bugs about Merry, "What's with her?"

"Merry never misses a night when Jesse performs." answered Bugs.

"Really? Got a thing for rabbits, huh?" You found out that Merry Acme always came here to see Jesse's singing performance.

As the cheers went quiet, Bugs joined you by your side as you watched the performance of Jesse Rabbit. The blue curtain drew open, revealing a shadow of Jesse Rabbit, singing "Why Don't You Do Right?".

"I got plenty money, 1922." The man in red appeared in the spotlight while the band started to play. With Jesse's appearance, the girls squealed and cheered for him. You became speechless by his looks as you unconsciously stared at him. "You let other rich men make a fool of you. Why don't you do right like some other gals do?"

He was a tall, lean, handsome and sinewy man. He wore a bright sequin cherry red tailsuit which his jacket showed off some of his chest and purple hand gloves. He had luxurious red-orange hair that's left side bangs went over his half-lidded sparkling blue eyes. You started to blush yourself, matching Jesse's outfit and your trademark fedora.

Jesse walked towards the girl, whose mouth gaped open, nearby singing, "Let's get out of here. I got some money for you."

He closed the girl's mouth as he walked away and went towards a T-shaped stage.

Your eyes didn't avert away from the dashing red-haired man as you asked Bugs while you watched Jesse singing, "He's Roger Rabbit's nephew?"

"Yup," said Bugs, popping the 'p'. "What a ladies' man."

Bugs noticed that you're gaping and he closed your mouth for you. On the T-shaped stage, Jesse walked with absolute grace as he sang, "Now if you had prepared twenty years ago, you wouldn't be a-wanderin' now from door to door. Why don't you do right like some other gals do?"

Jesse went towards the two tables where you and Merry were sitting separately. He first confronted Merry Acme, who was fawning over him.

"Let's get out of here. I got some money for you," He sang to Merry as he stared at her and blew a kiss at her, much to her delight.

Jesse gave a smirk as he walked over to the next table which you were sitting at. You only stared at him as he sang the same verse to you. "Let's get out of here. I got some money for you."

Suddenly, Jesse took a red fedora off from your head and grabbed your hand, pulling you onto the stage. You went speechless as you found yourself standing on the stage with Jesse Rabbit! You noticed something different as you saw Jesse wearing your crimson red fedora with a black sash, matching his outfit.

"Why don't you do right..." Jesse started to twirl you around and then you landed yourself in his arms, staring at his blue eyes with your (e/c) eyes. "like some other gals..."

At the pause, he stared at you deeply, holding you in his arms. You became dead speechless as you never made a close contact with a man, in fact a cartoon man. And then, he sang the last part of his song, "...do?"

After singing the final part, Jesse let you go from his arms and placed the red fedora back on your head from his as he walked away from you while you stood still on the stage. You watched Jesse glanced back at you as he headed back to the main stage with the curtains closing behind him. The applause started to roar in the end as the band finished playing. You returned to your senses as you noticed that Jesse's performance had already ended and you're still standing on the T-shaped stage.

You noticed Merry left and went to see Jesse at his dressing room and you started to follow the daughter of the Gag King as you got off from the stage. While you followed her, you realized that you're still blushing. You remembered that Jesse held you in his arms during his performance. You became very embarrassed because of what happened back then. You tried to stop blushing, following Merry to the backstage. Your job to spy on Jesse Rabbit was about to begin.