It's the new year- this means new big ideas for The Walt Disney Company. 2026 brought many great things to Disney, including its own airlines and even a continent, but 2027 would truly be the year for Disney- because I, as the chairman, plan to buy the moon. We would make Mickey's head out of craters, and so every night when the people of earth would go to bed, they'd be reminded of the booming business and outer space itself would thus be the biggest and the best marketing campaign in the history of the world. At the moment, though, as I sat as my desk in The Happiest Oval Office on earth, I contemplating buying a reservation on Mars... I just wanted to do something that would make my great, great, great, great, great grandfather happy; and as the first female chairman of Disney, I just wanted to do something that would make the world proud- something to prove that women can do great things, too. After contemplating this for a bit, I looked up to see my two twin girls sitting on the ground staring up at the TV screen above where I'd put on the original animated Cinderella to keep their toddler minds entertained. They were as happy as ever, and that was how I planned their entire lives to be.
Suddenly, an alarm went off- I immediately recognized it as alarm D. This was our last alarm and had never been used before, and when we created it we didn't even think it was practical, but now the time had come. Someone breached the system.
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