those shameful displays have to disappear

by foxiso

what if ToonTown wasn't containing only toons, but also half toons: hybrids born from toons and real humans, how Judge Doom, or the toon patrol, or the others should react about them? what should they do?, Judge Doom seems to have found a permanent solution

Toon Town December 1945

" dear recruits now that ToonTown is under my jurisdiction, it is time for me to pull up some rules, for toons to make them control some loony urges, and perhaps to make them appear better at the eyes of human kind" said a real human wearing a black cloak, with black clothes and hat, as his eyes looked straight to the horizon beyond the glasses he wore, an animated painted blue weasel coughed but not from the smoke of his cigarettes but from protestation

"yeah like being rejected in a zone by humans and being their slaves wasn't good enough, now we have more rules" he protested between two smokes "we're not humans, we're toons, for crying out loud, we're thoughts, feelings manifested and composed out of paint and thin air, we don't obey to rules, it's the rules that obeys us" he coughed, this commentary caught the human's attention, his eyes stood fixed on the blue wheezing weasel, he walked fast to him getting out a see through gun who only held one see through bullet that contained a green liquid, the charicatured creature shook of fear at the sight of the gun being pointed on his neck, he knew that the green liquid contained in that bullet could disolve him in a instant "ok, ok, ok, sorry for the ...disturbance" he apologied as he swallowed a cigarette in a gulp "please judge do precede" invited another brown one wearing a pink zoot suit coat "yes sergent I am to be proceding, and for the toons to respect the law, I have to appeal to them as their guide, I have to eradicate the mistakes and their owners" continued the human as he walked back and forth while the wheezing weasel, the pink clothed one and three others watched him "but my first move will be something to remember, I'm gonna get rid of those, filthy, bastard mixtures which parasitize Toontown,tomorrow, gentlemen, you will have to execute, the half toons" he ended as he stopped and looked straight at the horizon "those shameful displays have to disappear", a crazzy weasel wearing a straitjacket giggled as he jumped up and down on his sit " we gonna kill tunmans, tunmans, tunmans, heeheeheehee", "wise move boss we'll get rid of those errores de carne y pinturas" said another one wearing a green zoot suit styled trench coat and trousers hiked up to his chest "plus it's not that they gonna miss to anyone" said the wheezing blue one before coughing twice "most of them are born from rapes and couples mistakes or from prostitutions" said the human's sergent "rare is love in this world", a fat weasel wearing a striped blue shirt and a beanie, holding a bat raised his hand " but huh shouldn't we gave them to humans boss?" he asked "no Stupid, because humans don't care about them and so does the toons"