"Let's see--" The goat pinned the tiny clerk to the table with a thumb as he read the email. "You're requesting extended leave because your HR rep has 'gone power mad' and 'is abusing his size privileges'." He quickly snatched the lion in a fist and pocketed her. "Request denied."
A sudden shift sent the tattoo artist reeling to the side in his harness, clinging to the wall of fur and muscle. "H-hey! Don't move! You'll ruin it!" The wolf barked up at his client.
"Sorry!" The jocky mouse giggled at the micro working dutifully to decorate the large pec muscle.
"Cut! Crew in shot!" The director called, stopping the shoot.
The lead actor rolled his eyes, glancing around for the culprit. The fox felt a tug at the back of his upper thigh, finding a micro cat clinging to his dress pants. One of the costume crew. "Ugh. Amateurs." He groaned.
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