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by: Serena-chan
A/N: Well, here goes. Tiny Toon Adventures was always
one of my favorite shows! (Still is!) So I decided to write
a fanfic about it. This is the first time that I've written
anything that wasn't anime or Harry Potter. Please review.
Flames are welcome as long as you tell me what you don't
like about it.
Also, I need a title for this so when you review please give
me your suggestions!
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We begin with the usual Tiny Toon Adventures theme
playing...
Cut to-Acme Looniversity auditorium stage. The background
shows a pretty snow scene. Buster and Babs are dressed in
winter atire and are standing on either side of a snowman.
(Not real snow, styrophome.)
"Hiya, Toonsters! I'm Buster Bunny!"
"And I Babs Bunny!"
"No relation." they said together.
They pause a moment for effect before Babs said,
"Welcome to our second Christmas Special ever!"
(Remember the first one?)
"That's right!" said Buster, "This one's going to be even
better than the last one!"
"This year's theme," Babs continued, "is family! So this
show will be Buster and me and the whole gang! We'll also
have some brief guest appearances from Madonna, Angela
Lansbury, Robin Williams-"
"CUT!" yelled a voice from the back of the auditorium.
"Now what?!" said an irritated Buster.
"You'll never believe this," said Plucky running up to stand
before the stage, "but none of our guest speakers will be
able to make it!"
"What?!" shouted Babs.
"Yeah," said Shirley, stepping up beside Plucky, "because of
the, like, huge snowstorm we're having, there, like, won't be
any more planes flying in or out of Acme! Or some junk."
"This is just great!" said Buster, his voice full of sarcasm,
"Now what are we gonna do?"
"Let's just go on with the rehearsal as planned." said Babs
reasonably, "We'll improvise a little and maybe that'll help
fill the empty time."
"Right." said Buster, "Okay, everyone out here."
Buster and Babs cleared the snow scene and replaced it with
a comfortable looking living-room with a roaring fire.
Meanwhile, Plucky, Shirley, Fifi, Hampton, and Sneezer
clambered up onto the stage.
"Alright," said Buster as everyone got into their places,
"Let's take it from the top!"
The skit began and all the characters talked about how
important family was, especially around the hollidays.
Then, they all took turns telling their favorite memory
about their family.
As the group exchanged the stories about their families,
Buster felt more and more depressed. He had never
known his family. He was found on the streets by Bugs
when he was only three. Bugs had taken him in until he
was old enough to live on his own.
Suddenly, Buster noticed that the room around him had
grown quiet and when he looked up he saw everyone looking
at him expectantly.
Babs nudged him in the ribs and hissed, "Buster, it's your
turn!"
"Oh, um, right." he said, searching his brain for a memory
he could use. He had no memory of his original family at
all, so what could he say?
"Buster, like, get it together already!" said an irritated
Shriley.
"Well, I...You see...I...um...," Buster looked at the
expectant faces around him and just decided to give up,
"Look you guys, I'm not feeling well today. I think I'll go
home and rest. You can do the rest without me."
Buster got up and ran off the stage and out of the
auditorium careful to keep his head down so that no
one would notice his tears.
"Buster!" shouted Babs, chasing after him, "Come back
here!"
"Well, there goes that!" said Plucky, watching the two
rabbits dissapear through the auditorium door. "Come on
you guys, we might as well go home."
~*~
"Buster, come back here!" Babs yelled as she chased him
through the halls.
Buster only ran faster when he heard Babs calls. All he
wanted right now was to be alone. He wasn't sure where
he was going or what he was doing, all he knew was that
he needed to get away from everyone just for awhile. He
needed to think, needed to try and remember.
He raced into an empty hall that was full of classrooms. He
could here Babs's feet pounding on the stone floor in pursuit.
He raced into one of the far classrooms and shut the door.
Babs would have to go through a lot of classrooms to find him
and that would give him time to think. He threw himself down
into an empty desk and sobbed.
~*~
Babs raced into the hall that Buster had been in only seconds
before. The hall was lined with several classrooms on either
side which were all empty since the practice had taken place
after school and everyone had gone home.
The hall ended abruptly about 20 feet away which ment that
he had to be in one of the classrooms. Babs sighed as she
counted that there were roughly 30 classrooms that she
would have to look through in order to find him.
She started with the first one on her left and worked her
way down. Poking her head into each classroom and calling
Buster's name a few times before moving on to the next one.
She worked her way down all of the classrooms to the left side
then began on the right.
The first class that she looked into was empty. As she was
about to leave, she heard some quiet crying noises. Babs went
to the next classroom down and put her ear to the door. She
heard the crying noises again, so she opened the door very
quietly.
There sat Buster at a desk in the far left corner of the
room, crying. Babs had seen Buster cry before but it was
never anything like this. His sobs seemed to make his whole
body shake and his tears poured down his face onto his
already soaked shirt. His face was so sad! It shook Babs to
the core to see someone that sad.
She shut the door to the classroom behind her and walked
softly over to where Buster was sitting. "Buster." she said
softly, laying a comforting hand on his shoulder.
Buster jumped slightly, realizing that he was not alone. He
turned and looked up at her for a few moments with his big,
sad eyes before turning back to his desk and crying some
more.
Babs stood there shocked, not sure what to do. She had
never seen Buster act like this before.
"Buster," she said softly, "Buster, are you alright? What's
wrong? Tell me! Please!" Babs began to get more panicked
by the minute as his sobs increased. She reached over and
pulled another desk closer and sat in it so that she and Buster
were sitting knee-to-knee.
She reached over and wrapped her arms around him and pulled
him into her lap as though he were a little kid. Buster wrapped
his arms around her and sobbed into her shoulder. Babs sat
there, stroking his back and whispering comforting things, until
his sobs gradually stopped.
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A/N: Well...what do you think?
by: Serena-chan
A/N: Well, here goes. Tiny Toon Adventures was always
one of my favorite shows! (Still is!) So I decided to write
a fanfic about it. This is the first time that I've written
anything that wasn't anime or Harry Potter. Please review.
Flames are welcome as long as you tell me what you don't
like about it.
Also, I need a title for this so when you review please give
me your suggestions!
_______________________________________________
We begin with the usual Tiny Toon Adventures theme
playing...
Cut to-Acme Looniversity auditorium stage. The background
shows a pretty snow scene. Buster and Babs are dressed in
winter atire and are standing on either side of a snowman.
(Not real snow, styrophome.)
"Hiya, Toonsters! I'm Buster Bunny!"
"And I Babs Bunny!"
"No relation." they said together.
They pause a moment for effect before Babs said,
"Welcome to our second Christmas Special ever!"
(Remember the first one?)
"That's right!" said Buster, "This one's going to be even
better than the last one!"
"This year's theme," Babs continued, "is family! So this
show will be Buster and me and the whole gang! We'll also
have some brief guest appearances from Madonna, Angela
Lansbury, Robin Williams-"
"CUT!" yelled a voice from the back of the auditorium.
"Now what?!" said an irritated Buster.
"You'll never believe this," said Plucky running up to stand
before the stage, "but none of our guest speakers will be
able to make it!"
"What?!" shouted Babs.
"Yeah," said Shirley, stepping up beside Plucky, "because of
the, like, huge snowstorm we're having, there, like, won't be
any more planes flying in or out of Acme! Or some junk."
"This is just great!" said Buster, his voice full of sarcasm,
"Now what are we gonna do?"
"Let's just go on with the rehearsal as planned." said Babs
reasonably, "We'll improvise a little and maybe that'll help
fill the empty time."
"Right." said Buster, "Okay, everyone out here."
Buster and Babs cleared the snow scene and replaced it with
a comfortable looking living-room with a roaring fire.
Meanwhile, Plucky, Shirley, Fifi, Hampton, and Sneezer
clambered up onto the stage.
"Alright," said Buster as everyone got into their places,
"Let's take it from the top!"
The skit began and all the characters talked about how
important family was, especially around the hollidays.
Then, they all took turns telling their favorite memory
about their family.
As the group exchanged the stories about their families,
Buster felt more and more depressed. He had never
known his family. He was found on the streets by Bugs
when he was only three. Bugs had taken him in until he
was old enough to live on his own.
Suddenly, Buster noticed that the room around him had
grown quiet and when he looked up he saw everyone looking
at him expectantly.
Babs nudged him in the ribs and hissed, "Buster, it's your
turn!"
"Oh, um, right." he said, searching his brain for a memory
he could use. He had no memory of his original family at
all, so what could he say?
"Buster, like, get it together already!" said an irritated
Shriley.
"Well, I...You see...I...um...," Buster looked at the
expectant faces around him and just decided to give up,
"Look you guys, I'm not feeling well today. I think I'll go
home and rest. You can do the rest without me."
Buster got up and ran off the stage and out of the
auditorium careful to keep his head down so that no
one would notice his tears.
"Buster!" shouted Babs, chasing after him, "Come back
here!"
"Well, there goes that!" said Plucky, watching the two
rabbits dissapear through the auditorium door. "Come on
you guys, we might as well go home."
~*~
"Buster, come back here!" Babs yelled as she chased him
through the halls.
Buster only ran faster when he heard Babs calls. All he
wanted right now was to be alone. He wasn't sure where
he was going or what he was doing, all he knew was that
he needed to get away from everyone just for awhile. He
needed to think, needed to try and remember.
He raced into an empty hall that was full of classrooms. He
could here Babs's feet pounding on the stone floor in pursuit.
He raced into one of the far classrooms and shut the door.
Babs would have to go through a lot of classrooms to find him
and that would give him time to think. He threw himself down
into an empty desk and sobbed.
~*~
Babs raced into the hall that Buster had been in only seconds
before. The hall was lined with several classrooms on either
side which were all empty since the practice had taken place
after school and everyone had gone home.
The hall ended abruptly about 20 feet away which ment that
he had to be in one of the classrooms. Babs sighed as she
counted that there were roughly 30 classrooms that she
would have to look through in order to find him.
She started with the first one on her left and worked her
way down. Poking her head into each classroom and calling
Buster's name a few times before moving on to the next one.
She worked her way down all of the classrooms to the left side
then began on the right.
The first class that she looked into was empty. As she was
about to leave, she heard some quiet crying noises. Babs went
to the next classroom down and put her ear to the door. She
heard the crying noises again, so she opened the door very
quietly.
There sat Buster at a desk in the far left corner of the
room, crying. Babs had seen Buster cry before but it was
never anything like this. His sobs seemed to make his whole
body shake and his tears poured down his face onto his
already soaked shirt. His face was so sad! It shook Babs to
the core to see someone that sad.
She shut the door to the classroom behind her and walked
softly over to where Buster was sitting. "Buster." she said
softly, laying a comforting hand on his shoulder.
Buster jumped slightly, realizing that he was not alone. He
turned and looked up at her for a few moments with his big,
sad eyes before turning back to his desk and crying some
more.
Babs stood there shocked, not sure what to do. She had
never seen Buster act like this before.
"Buster," she said softly, "Buster, are you alright? What's
wrong? Tell me! Please!" Babs began to get more panicked
by the minute as his sobs increased. She reached over and
pulled another desk closer and sat in it so that she and Buster
were sitting knee-to-knee.
She reached over and wrapped her arms around him and pulled
him into her lap as though he were a little kid. Buster wrapped
his arms around her and sobbed into her shoulder. Babs sat
there, stroking his back and whispering comforting things, until
his sobs gradually stopped.
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A/N: Well...what do you think?
