Disclaimer: I do not own Looney Tunes or Pokémon, in anyway, just this fan fiction. All rights are restricted and reserved for their respective companies. I do, however, own the OC's in my story, even though they're based on characters from certain Pokémon video games.

Warning: The first chapter of this story may have reference to one scene in "Home Alone 2: Lost in New York."

This is the story of how Daffy got his very first Pokémon, and how they became a family. In this story, Looney Tunes characters exist as well as Pokémon and Pokémon characters. Also, the Looney Tunes characters are capable of talking to their Pokémon. Our world and the Pokémon World are one in this story.

In this story, Daffy Duck is the narrator, and the main protagonist. Not only that, but he and the other Looney Tunes – except for Sylvester and Tweety – are all wearing clothes. (Also, just so you know, Daffy's wearing magenta striped pajamas in the beginning of the story.)

Daffy's Tale of Pokémon

by DisneyBlue02

It was 6 'o clock in the morning. My alarm clock went off five minutes before I woke up. I stretched my hand out and shut it off. There was a long silence. I slowly sat up, stretched my arms out, and yawned heavily. My eye lids felt like they were being pulled down by ants. I rubbed my eyes a little, turned to the side of my bed, and put on my slippers. After that, I walked towards my closet and slipped my robe on.

I walked downstairs to make myself some breakfast, when suddenly, I heard the phone ringing. I checked the number on my caller ID, Bugs Bunny was on the line. I sighed and picked up the receiver.

"Hello," I said.

"Eh, what's up, Duck?" said Bugs.

"Oh, nothing much," I sighed, "Just getting breakfast ready. After that, I'm taking a shower, and then I'm off to work. What about you, Long ears?"

"Eh, same here," said Bugs, "My Plusle's been gettin' along with Lola's Minun pretty well."

Once he mentioned his Pokémon, I got a little ticked. I didn't even pay attention to my cooking. "Is that so?" I asked him, trying to control my temper, "Well I hope you two train to be the best."

"Thanks, Daffy," Bugs replied, "And I hope, someday, you'll finally get your foist Pokémon."

Hearing him say that, I started to feel better. "Thanks, pal," I said, "Well, I'd better get going, my breakfast seems to be going AWOL."

Bugs just had to laugh. "Okay, doc," he said, "I'll see you at woik."

"Okay, see ya' around."

"Buh-bye."

After I got off the phone with Bugs, I continued making my scrambled eggs. While I cooked them, the toaster was making my toast. After my eggs and toast were ready, I looked into the refrigerator, and got out a carton of orange juice and a grapefruit. While I got them ready, the kettle was making my coffee. Soon, I had everything ready for breakfast. Hey, a duck needs a rousing breakfast to boost his energy.

After I ate, I walked up to my bedroom and picked out some clothes for me to wear: a light blue shirt, a pair of undergarments, blue jeans and a basic blue hat. What can I say, blue's one of my favorite colors. After that, I walked into the bathroom, stripped out of my pj's, and took a shower. While I was showering, I could hear a faint giggling sound. I got out of the shower and looked out the window. It was those four wild Pokémon who lived around this town. They were Sneasel, Meditite, Duskull and Buneary.

Sneasel was the leader of the group. Her claws were so sharp, they could slice a tree into sawdust. If you were smart, you'd stay on her good side. Otherwise, she could tear you to ribbons. She started her evil ways after her pack abandoned her. They were now lead by a Weavile, Sneasel's evolved form. Ever since, Sneasel took an oath to never evolve, because if she did, she would become the very thing that she hated ever since she was abandoned. Sneasel also learned how to talk the way we do, she could even translate what other Pokémon would say.

Meditite was apparently second-in-command. Her psychic powers were like no other's, and she was also quite a powerhouse with her Fighting type attacks. She was chased by an Ursaring for stealing some of its berries. Sneasel battled Ursaring and saved Meditite's life. Ever since, Meditite has stayed by Sneasel's side and the two became the best of friends and a great team.

Duskull was the only boy in the group. He hated humans with a vengeance. He was captured and quickly released by his trainer because he thought Duskull was too weak and pathetic to be part of his team. Now, I don't mean to change the subject on you, but people have been telling me about a trainer like that. His name was Paul, and he was everything a trainer shouldn't be. Anyway, the way this trainer behaved made Duskull despise all humans. Seeing how he tossed him away just because he didn't have any good moves made him believe that all humans were like that. He had been training himself so that one day, he would make his trainer and all humans pay for the way he treated him. Since the day he met Sneasel and Meditite, he's been a vital member of Sneasel's gang.

Buneary was the kinder side of the four. She always knew right from wrong, and got picked on for it. Buneary was also good at sweet-talking anyone for any reason. Plus, her attacks were so awesome, they were living proof that she was a strong fighter. Buneary didn't want to be part of Sneasel's gang at first, but then they bribed her with her favorite food in the whole world, Pecha Berries and carrots. Ever since, Buneary had been sort of a good member of Sneasel's gang. I think she might have a crush on me, that must explain why she's always staring at me with love in her eyes whenever she sees me.

They called themselves "Team Mischief." You can probably tell what they're famous for. I'll never forget that one night when they showed that they meant business. In one night, they TP'd the statue in the neighborhood park, wrote graffiti on the benches, dumped trash all over the place, and even tangled the chains on the swing sets. They also bullied the local Pokémon who lived there. They beat them up and stole their food. They even froze up the pond where some of the water Pokémon lived. We all knew right then and there that Team Mischief had to be stopped at all costs. Whenever people would encounter them, we usually had the upper-hand. But no matter how many times we'd beat them, they always kept causing trouble. (And for the record, we all cleaned up the park, so you don't need to worry about anything.)

The girls were using Foresight to see me bathe myself while Duskull looked away. Duskull hated seeing people in the nude, he always thought it was absolutely disgusting.

"Hey," I shouted. "Get out of here, you nosy, little perverts, or I'm gonna slap you silly!"

When Team Mischief heard me, they screamed and fell off the roof. While they ran off, they were chattering away like those three singing chipmunks I used to watch on TV. With Team Mischief gone, I continued my shower.

Well, I hope you all liked the first chapter of my story. And I'll let you in on a little secret. I came up with the idea for this story last year on January 2007. It was originally going to be a sequel to "Bah, Humduck!" but I didn't see any reason good enough to do it, so it was scrapped and made into this story. I hope you like the second chapter I upload. And if you have any ideas to make the story even better, I'm all ears.