Hello, people! I managed to come up with another idea for a Looney Tunes story! :D I'm glad that it didn't take me forever! ;) Again, for those of you who are not familiar with me, I'm new at writing stories for Looney Tunes, but I've received such a good response from my first one that I figured that I should get another one out there. So, without further chit-chat from me, enjoy the chapter!

It was a lovely day in the Warner Brothers Studio. Everyone was getting ready to film the first-ever Bugs, Daffy, and Elmer episode, "Rabbit Fire". The atmosphere had a sense of buzzing excitement, and it appeared that filming a cartoon with Daffy in it was going to be free of trouble for once. That was until said duck got into one of his moods.

"WHAT?! I get shot by Elmer six times!? They can't do this to me!" Daffy screamed as he stormed out of his dressing room and onto the set. Bugs and Elmer were already there. The duck walked right past them to confront the director, Chuck Jones.

"Hey, Chuck! What's the meaning of this?" He pointed angrily at the script.

"Meaning of what?" Jones asked innocently.

"Of this!" Daffy practically shoved the booklet in the man's face. "I get shot at six times, by ELMER?!" He turned to the hunter, who was making sure his gun was ready for shooting (no pun intended).

"And another thing," The duck continued. "Blue Cross Blue Shield upped my rates; I can't take more than four bullets per scene. And besides, my bullet proof vests are getting quite thin. I'm going to have to buy some replacements, and don't think that they're cheap, brother! I always get it in the end, always getting shot, but no, not Bugs Bunny! He's always the winner, the hero, number one! But not me, ol' Daffy! The little black duck, who always gets the worst of it, the best one of all the Looney Tunes!" He paused to catch his breath.

"Oh, sorry, Chuck Jones, for getting all hysterical. So, what do you think? Do you think I made a point?" Jones looked at him blankly.

"Uhh. . . yeah." He said. Daffy exploded again.

"That's all you got to say?! 'Uhh. . . yeah'?! After I share my frustration, in every relevant category and subject, all you got to say is 'Uhh. . . yeah'?!" Bugs glanced over at Daffy.

"Well, I think I'd better go over there and calm him down." He said to Elmer as he started walking.

"Wight." Elmer agreed. The hunter continued prepping his gun. In the meantime, Daffy kept blabbering to the director.

"Furthermore, come to think of it, being that I'm the one doing most of the acting here, I should be paid top dollar! My feathers are being put in harm's way! Sure, I'm wearing a bullet-proof vest, but that doesn't mean I shouldn't receive compensation! So, what do you say? Don't you think that ought to count for something, Mr. Chuck Jones, sir?" Before Chuck had a chance to answer, Bugs interrupted.

"Ehh, what's up, Chuck?" The director seemed relieved that Bugs had shown up at the perfect time.

"Hi, Bugs!" He greeted him, smiling. The rabbit turned to Daffy.

"What's up, duck?"

"What do you want?" He snapped.

"You forgot to say 'Hi' to us back there when you stormed in like that." Bugs replied jokingly.

"Oh, you know that's not the reason you came over here! Now, what do you want?" The duck yelled.

"Okay, Daff, you got me. I came over to tell you to calm down."

"Now, why did I think you were going to say that?" Daffy retorted.

"Look, Daffy, I know that you're not thrilled about the idea, but that's show biz. I don't always like what I have to do, either, but-" Daffy completely lost it. He jumped up and down in frustration and shook his fists in the air. Bugs took a step back to avoid getting hit in the face.

"It's always about you! Everywhere I go, it's 'Bugs this' and 'Bugs that'! Well, I'm sick of it! You stole my stardom the minute you came into show business! Everything was just fine until you showed up, and mark my words: I'M GOING TO GET YOU FOR THAT!" Daffy threw the script book on the ground and stomped off of the set. Everybody stared at him, stunned. Jones scratched the back of his neck uncomfortably.

"Well, we can always start filming later, I guess. . ." He mumbled. Bugs pulled out a carrot and nibbled on it.

"No, it's okay. We can still do a couple scenes of the cartoon without Daffy." Chuck smiled at him.

"Thanks, Bugs."

"No problem, mac." Bugs returned to the scene. Elmer met him at the prop rabbit hole on the stage.

"Is that scwewy duck going to be okay?"

"Yeah, he always gets like that. He'll cool down; Daffy never means what he says when he's angry, anyway." Chuck Jones grabbed the director cone next to his chair and talked into it.

"Okay, everyone! Get in position!" Bugs jumped into the hole and Elmer went to his starting position a short distance away from it.

"Alright! Quiet on the set! And. . . ACTION!"

Well, I hope you liked the first chapter! :) By the way, this story will have a lot of references to other Looney Tunes episodes, be on the lookout for those (I'll usually point them out at the end of the chapters)!