Sunday 9 May 1996 ZAGE USA.
On Sunday morning, Zaboru was continuing his work as always, sipping on a cup of coffee while reviewing sketches and production notes in his ZAGE offices. The calm buzz of a productive morning filled the air until, quite unexpectedly, the door burst open with a burst of laughter and enthusiasm.
"Hello! Zaboy! Long ti no see! Hahaha!" bood a cheerful voice.
Zaboru looked up and smiled as Walt Disney stepped into the room, his energy as infectious as ever.
"Long ti no see, Mr. Disney," Zaboru replied with a nod and a polite smile.
Walt waved his hand dramatically and sighed. "Hey, I've told you for a long ti—just call Walt! Or is 'Mr. Disney' so sort of nickna you've secretly given ?"
Zaboru chuckled, his expression lightening. "Yeah, it just suits you too well, Mr. Disney. Feels right. Hahaha."
Walt shook his head and laughed, "You cheeky brat. Still the sa as always. But I'll let it slide—this ti."
Walt grinned, his eyes gleaming with excitent. "By the way, Zaboy—did you know that The Little rmaid is finally finished? We've wrapped everything! And right now, we're already in the marketing phase. Tonight, we're officially dropping the trailer, and starting tomorrow, we'll kick off the full promotional campaign leading up to the big release next month!"
He paused for dramatic effect, then added, "This is going to be Disney's first-ever film released under your leadership, Zaboy! Ever since you bought Disney a while back—haha, still crazy to say that—we've been building toward this mont. And I have to admit, we followed the trailer strategy exactly the way you recomnded it! and honestly i'm impressed!."
Zaboru's eyes lit up. "I see, so it's done. Honestly, I'm quite excited to see it."
Though Zaboru had only offered ideas and occasionally gave advice throughout the process, he had full faith in the Disney animation team. They had handled most of the production themselves. With years—decades—of experience crafting iconic animated films, they were more than capable. Zaboru never worried about the technical side of things. What they had been missing, he believed, wasn't skill—it was fresh creativity, a bold vision. And that's exactly what he brought to the table. He had helped reignite that spark, and now the fire was catching on.
Walt Disney then turned serious. "Zaboy, what's next? What's your plan for Disney moving forward?"
Zaboru smiled confidently. "Mr. Disney, I can always provide ideas for new films. Like I ntioned before, have you considered reorganizing the animation departnt into three or four dedicated teams? That way, we could potentially produce two or even three animated features each year without overburdening anyone. With the right structure and leadership, they could all maintain high quality. And as for expansion—yes, we'll need it. But when it cos to funding, you don't need to worry. I've already got that part covered."
Walt Disney then paused, his expression thoughtful. "You know, it's honestly quite possible. I an, let's be real—manpower was never the issue. We've got the talent, the infrastructure, the reach. The real challenge is the idea itself. Are you really confident, Zaboy, that you can keep delivering great concepts for movies? I'm talking two or three films a year—consistently. Because I don't want to put out anything half-baked. Not under the Disney na."
Zaboru chuckled. "I'm confident, Mr. Disney. I'm really confident," he said, grinning as he looked directly into Walt's eyes.
Walt sighed and studied him closely. Those weren't the eyes of a man bluffing. If it had been anyone else, Walt might have dismissed the claim without a second thought. But this was Zaboru Renkonan.
"Very well, Zaboy," Walt finally said, his tone firm but respectful. "Before the premiere of Disney's The Little rmaid, let's schedule a big eting with the higher-ups. You'll present your ideas—two, maybe three films. If they click with , then we'll move forward."
He leaned in slightly and added with a half-smirk, "And let tell you sothing, boy. You might be the majority shareholder now, but as long as I'm still breathing, every movie that goes through Disney still needs my approval."
Zaboru laughed. "Of course, Mr. Disney. Honestly, I wouldn't want it any other way. You have to approve this—oh wait, I an, you will approve this, Mr. Disney."
Walt burst out laughing. "HAHAHA! Cheeky brat! Anyway, co to my house tonight. My wife's cooking up a feast."
Zaboru's eyes lit up. "Really? Then I'll be there, Mr. Disney."
With that, Walt let out a small chuckle and strolled out of the ZAGE offices, his mood visibly lifted.
Later that night, Zaboru visited the Disney household to enjoy the feast. He was warmly welcod by the entire Disney family. The atmosphere was lively—filled with laughter, delicious aromas, and the occasional clinking of glasses. As they gathered in the cozy living room, all eyes were on the television, eagerly awaiting the debut of The Little rmaid advertisent set to air that evening.
Then the Ads play first Disney Logo appear then ZAGE Logo
Then its shows "The First Disney with Zaboru Renkonan"
The Narrator:
In a world beneath the waves... where rules are strict and curiosity is forbidden...
[Scene: Wide shot of a glowing underwater kingdom, teeming with sea creatures and coral towers. Ariel darts through the water, eyes fixed on the surface above.]
The Narrator:
...one rmaid dares to dream of sothing more.
[Scene: Ariel in her secret grotto, surrounded by human artifacts, reaching out toward a shaft of light filtering from the ocean surface.]
Ariel (whispering):
"I just... want to know what's out there."
The Narrator:
When a forbidden rescue brings her face-to-face with a human prince...
*[Scene: A violent storm. Ariel pulls Prince Eric from the wreckage of his ship, dragging him to shore. She stares at him, captivated.]
The Narrator:
...she'll risk everything to find her place in his world.
*[Scene: Ariel swimming up to a dark lair. Ursula, the sea witch, coils her tentacles around a glowing scroll.]
Ursula (smirking):
"Just sign on the line, sweet child..."
The Narrator:
No voice. No safety net. Just three days... to make him fall in love — or lose her soul forever.
*[Scene: Ariel now human, struggling to walk, eyes wide as she sees the land for the first ti. Eric reaches out his hand.]
The Narrator:
From the studio that reimagined fairy tales cos a bold new take on a tiless story from Danish Andersen...
*[Montage: Explosions of color underwater, dancing sea creatures, Ursula's tentacles rising from the deep, King Triton roaring, Ariel and Eric almost kissing, suspenseful beats building while a song "Under the Sea" song playing
Sebastian (yelling):
"This was not part of the plan!"
The Narrator:
Starring a fearless heroine, a ruthless villain, and a world like you've never seen before...
*[Scene: Final shot of Ariel leaping from the water, silhouette against the moon.]
The Narrator:
This is The Little rmaid. Coming soon. Only in theaters.
Zaboru chuckled as he watched the trailer. It was clear—they had followed his vision to the letter. Every shot, every transition matched what he had imagined.
Walt Disney burst into laughter from his chair. "HAHAHA! That's so good stuff, right, Zaboy? Honestly, the way you described the trailer—it was kind of genius! It really makes people crave more!"
Zaboru smiled and nodded, satisfied. They had nailed it.
anwhile, following the trailer's debut, excitent rippled across the globe. Audiences everywhere were buzzing with anticipation for the very first Disney movie produced under the ZAGE banner.
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