It's just an averageday in Acme Acres. The birds are singing, the sun is shining, and BusterBunny is bounding through the forest at breakneck speed in an attempt to avoid an irate Babs. "Hiya, ficsters!" he panted, narrowly avoiding a flaming arrow as it flew between his ears. "You may be wondering why I'm bounding through the forest at breakneck speed in an attempt to avoid an irate Babs. Well, it all started about a week ago, but I remember it as clearly asif it was… a flashback!"

As the sun set, Buster was anxiously awaiting someone to receive him at the entrance to Babs' warren. Looking down, he saw a long-eared shadow. "Hey Babsy, yo-y-aye-aye-aye…" he stammered as the shadow kept rising, eclipsing his own. "Mommy." He turned around, and found himself face-to-knee with Babs'8x6 wall of a father, who grabbed the blue bunny by the forehead and dropped him down the hole. "Now I know how Alice felt. May I use the bathroom?" Mr. Bunny pointedthe kid down the corridor. The kid ran down the hall so quickly, he left skid marks.

"So, why did you retire from pro-rugby?" Buster asked Mr. Bunny with an air of very forced casualty. No reply. "What was it like destroying Alderaan?" Again, nada. "You're right, sir, conversation is a lost art."

After an agonizing couple of minutes, Babs finally appeared. "Well, I'm ready for our date. So tell me, Buster, do you like my ears better up, or down?"

As he saw her in her new yellow baby tee and blue jeans with her ears combed back, he wisely said, "Hummina, hummina, hummina…" right before his jaw hit the floor and his tongue rolled out to the side.

Yanking his tongue so it flapped back window shade style, she quipped, "That's all I need to hear."

"Well, it's been real nice chatting with you, sir, but we really must split." With that, Buster pulled down a curtain with an image of the Acme Cinema on it out of nowhere.

"Don't wait up!" Babs called behind her as they jumped into the screen.

Later that evening:

"Thanks for themovie, Buster. I had a wonderful time." She said as she sniffed the pink carnation Buster had bought her for her birthday.

"No prob., babe. So, what'd you think of the film?"

"It was OK. The 3-d was good, though."

"Yeah, when they say RealD, They mean RealD. I just hope Plucky wasn't too hurt by the falling anvil."

"Or the flying piano."

"And the buzz saws, don't forget the buzz saws. Well, here you are, safe and sound." He pecked her on the cheek. "Happy 15th, Babsy."

As soon as the coast was clear, Babs hopped in the shower. She was drying herself off, when what should she see in the mirror but a pale white bunny with her outline staring right back ather. Rummaging through the trashcan, she found a bottle of H2O2. He had mixed hydrogen peroxide with her Carrotase shampoo. She knew he was the culprit, since she was the only one of her siblings both old enough to bathe herself and tall enough to reach the shelf she'd put it on. One spin-change, and she wasin a lime-green suit with a matching bowler hat, a purple mask, and holding a gold, question mark-shaped cane. "Riddle me this, riddle me that: what is blue and black and blue all over?" She spin-changed back into her previous appearance. Her pink returned, but only temporarily. "BUSTER!"

Of course, in true cartoon fashion, this was heard by more than just her own household. The neighbors heard it. Yosemite Samheard it ("Razzin', frazzin' sassafras," he grumbled before going back to sleep). The biggest reaction, though, was when it startled Fifi La Fume out of a very sound sleep, and we all know what skunks do when frightened. This would have been less disastrous had it not been for the fact that Furrball was now turning even bluer as he tried to fight his way out fromnbetween her and her massive tail (a/n: for more info on them, you may want to read my other TTA fic, "Winter in Acme Acres").

A/n: This chapter cameout a lot less funny than I thought it would. Don't worry; there should be more humor in later chapters.