Misunderstood The Stench of Heartbreak

by Heaven Parsley Scythe

A story of one person's bout of sadness and depression has landed her towards a misguided propaganda set by three people destined to kick her out of Acme Loo. It also tells the tale of a professor who's caring heart towards his favorite elite student lands him in a situation of acceptance or rejection of love. COMPLETE! Comments welcomed.

1. Harsh Reality

Misunderstood (The Stench of Heartbreak)

A Tiny Toon Adventures Fanfic by SuperHeavenlyKing7

The following fan fiction is rated M and contains Comical Slapstick Violence, Harsh and Coarse Language, Fetish Reference, Strong Dialogue, and a Scene of Sexual Nature. Readers Discretion is Advised!

Session I: Harsh Reality / The Bitter Beginning of Spring

Comedy. Ah, yes, the best dose of medicine that no one can ever deny. Why is it a dose of medicine? Very simple. It can cure any forms of discretions in a form of any type of comedy, either slapstick, gags, mocking, or anything that can make a sad, angry, depressed, or neutral person laugh all through the routine before busting their bellies off with their own laughter. Many comedians from all over the world have their careers on the thrive when it comes to their own style of comedy, famous people like Archie Hahn, Colin Mochrie, Ryan Stiles, Wayne Brady, Paul Merton, Josie Lawrence, Grif Rhys-Jones, Stephen Fry, Jeff Foxworthy, Bill Engvall… Name any comedian in your life you want; there are some many people with that kind of comical art. But, despite hearing these kinds of people in the real world, let's not forget about these people that even bust up the critics' bellies full of laughter. I'm referring to the characters of the Warner Brothers. If you're thinking about the cartoons of the legendary Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck, Porky Pig, and such, then you are in the right place. These characters will stop at nothing to keep the tradition of their slapstick and wacked-out comedies so everyone can laugh hysterically and albeit with a smile on their faces. However, to this day, they are being played as a secondary, but to help the next line of rising stars in the life of the Warner Brothers World. When you see a new breed of rising stars, you are referring to the greatest type of university for the new breed to enter and become successful comedians or comediennes, but let's not forget acting that can mix well to the fields of comedy. Acme Looniversity, a university up in the central metropolis of Acme Acres, known to be the sole school of the whole city where a ton of cartoon characters, mostly the half the size of their role models, come here to get their basic education, but also get into their core careers in the field of acting, comedy, writing, and directing. For more than two decades, Acme Looniversity has become the epicenter of brand new rising stars in the Warner Brothers, which in turn, became highly successful people. However, that university has also been through the center of controversy since founded in the early 90s by the legendary Bugs Bunny. Here's the reason: Abuse. Abuse since the early 90s was a problem due to the rise in bullies in public schools and there were some who infiltrated the Looniversity to get into their ways and possibly try to annihilate comedy as its core in the university. Ironically enough, there were only two people, who are known to put in a lot of verbal and physical abuse, that placed Acme Looniversity into the bitter rivalry against the scheming Perfect Preparatory, also known as Perfecto Prep. For one bloody decade, whether it was on the news broadcasting stations or on paper, Acme Looniversity and Perfecto Prep were going through the strains of constant verbal abuse behind their backs, but also physically to the point where one person might be thinking of dropping out. Perfecto preferred serious pain, but Acme Loo prefers high-class comical jabs, which in turn caused Perfecto Prep to turn the tides in victories. Perfecto, on the other hand, was also home to a bunch of cheaters. In fact, they had cheated on their assignments, tests, evaluations, and sports to get the perfect recognition for an award that they badly wanted to send Acme Loo towards condemnation. However, victories turned into defeats for Perfecto Prep. Acme Loo's finest academic students had found ways to thwart Perfecto's cheating ways, in forms of espionage, impersonations, booby traps, or any means necessary. And now, to this day, after all these bitter battles, Perfecto Prep...went down in total shame. The building was closed down; all students were stripped of their accomplishments, but also, arrested due to their scheming ways. One person escaped the repercussions, and now, hiding from the shadows, he has all but one simple plan: taking down the "scourge" of Acme Looniversity that he screwed a long time ago. But one question will be asked and be remained unanswered for the time being: Who's this person and who's the one he considers to be the "scourge" of the Looniversity...and his life? Even though two decades worth of harsh realities didn't phase out the students, there is one person who believes that this person might fall into the cracks of depression...mostly from the constant verbal jabs of two people who started this charade.

[March 11th / Acme Looniversity]

This whole charade began on the 11th of March at Acme Looniversity, but that day became somewhat of a fine beginning for the students at Acme Looniversity. All of the students on that beautiful morning were flocking towards the Schlesinger Theater, front to balcony, to hear an announcement about what's going to happen before entering their Spring Break festivities. They don't know what the announcement could be? The students, those who spent nearly a decade for primary and secondary educations, were beginning to get worried that the bitter debacle with Perfecto Prep might've stained the reputation of Acme Acres' prestigious university. But that changed in a heartbeat. Beyond the stage arrived Main Principal Elmer J. Fudd, who then approached towards the Speakers' Block with his staff members, including the brand new superintendent of Acme Looniversity, the legendary Bugs Bunny, and his Vice Principal, Porky Pig. Elmer, prone to replace the r's and l's with the letter W, began his statement:

"Good Mowning, Cwass. I was hoping that you've mighted a'wived appwopwiatewy to hear the news concerning about Acme Wooniversity, huh? Well, fow some of you...I take that back, for all of you students who still bewe'ved that this debacle cwap might've stained our vawuable weputation against Perfecto Pwep...I know it's been ten years ago, but we aw' now in the future. If you want to know the weeson of this special but qwick meeting. Vewy simple. This awticle fwom Mawy Mewody and Sawutatowian Buster Bunny told us about the pwestigious award that will be handed down before you students weeve fow spwing bweak."

Suddenly, the students began to speak silently towards others because they are now in some shock that this award is considered the great prize in various performing arts schools around the country. A couple of people said these words:

"Isn't that the Warner Award? I thought the award was only towards a perfect school?"

"Are you fucking kidding me? We are not considered perfect quality in this school. It's shit!"

"Oh, my, God. I don't believe it. The Warner Award."

Principal Fudd then continued on this statement:

"You heard it wight, fewwow students. Take a good wook on this ultimate pwize. The Warner Award fow the School of the Perfowming Awts. You might've known by now that this pwize is considered the gweatest pwize fow any school that has sustained a near perfect percentage in terms of successful education, wecognition, and students awike. We awe two months away towawds the gwaduwation of the Senior Fwock who gave us this vawuable wecognition. Fwiday, we will be pwesented the award by fewwow awumni, gwaduate of Mind Games and Psychosis Gags, Shirwey MacWoon. And we all wike to invite you all students to the gwand pawty on Fwiday to see the pwesentation of the award, and yes, we will incwude refweshments for your convience. Cwasses fow today will be cancelled all day so study wooms will be available at all times. Fow now, Cwass Dismissed."

The Warner Award. This is what Elmer Fudd was talking about and it's considered actually the Holy Grail of all Performing Arts Schools. The award, decked in the famous WB logo with the original characters Bosko and Honey the Fox, has never been claimed because many performing arts schools had failed to keep their schools from becoming successful. Perfecto Prep was going to get the award but Acme Loo's brightest destroyed them due to their cheating ways and their immediate downfall. And now, hearing the great news, Acme Looniversity will be claiming the award for the first time on Friday, hoping that the award will come by if there will not be any setbacks for the full week. The students who have brought the recognition towards Acme Looniversity, Buster Bunny, Barbara Ann Bunny, also known as Babs, and Hamton J. Pig, were being thanked a lot by their peers because of their simple role model motto: "Cracking up all the censors." Weird quote, but it's been mostly their best one to use to get the censors to stop playing conservative bullshit, and it worked. Reading the paper that Buster wrote alongside fellow student Mary Melody, Hamton, who is in disbelief that after all these years of trying to make this place recognized around the globe, spoke to Buster:

"Gosh, after nearly a drudged decade of trying to bring Perfecto Prep down without trying to go through the last resort, I can't believe it that all of us have got us to where the award will be handed down this Friday. Talk about a hard work well done, isn't it, Buster?"

"Well," he began, "you know what they say, "birds of a feather flock together," huh? Yeah, I know how the feeling is right now, Hamton, my pal. It's been a decade since we'd taken our first steps into the prestigious university for our primary and secondary educations before getting into the real deal with acting and a ton of comedy, but with a bunch of horseshit against Perfecto Prep? Jeez. Why they call themselves Perfecto Prep? To cheat? To lie? To steal? And also to abuse and neglect? I don't know, but whatever they did, they sure got their asses ripped apart intensely."

Hamton corrected Buster:

"Uh, not to be corrective, Buster, but don't you mean to lie, cheat, steal...and of course assimilation of abuse?"

"Well, I give you credit for that correction for what I said," said Buster, then made a cream pie and voicing like Truman Capote in vulgar terms:

"But with us men together, no one will try to screw our asses together and get away with it."

He splashed Hamton with the pie, but he only done it to make Hamton laugh a little to relieve his nervousness in the process. Buster is the master of Slapstick, especially performing stunts in physicality but in the non-violent stance to make people laugh so hard, they will pop eyes out of their sockets. Hamton, on the other hand, does a ton of Southern Comedy, despite the fact that he is of Jewish ancestry and not very fond of being mocked at, but it's very rare, mostly just the .01% of the students do so. Reaching towards Room 3Y, home to Southern Linguistics of Comedy, or simply South Lingo in student terms, Hamton told Buster:

"Listen, Buster, I just need to finish up on my assignment for today so I can be prepared for my exam for South Lingo. Have you got plans for the remainder of the day?"

"Just going to 7Z to see the Mastermind of Enigmatic Romance Acting perform his rendition of "Chocolate Fondue" and go home," said Buster. "Babs has been bugging my ass off to see his rendition and I just can't bear to say "no," because I have to protect my own ass if I'm going to get a piece of it by midweek. (Blushes a little) Sorry, Hamton, got a little too far about what I just said."

"I agree," said Hamton, but said to him, "but just make sure no one around here would hear your little chit-chat with me, otherwise we're going to have a media blitz again in our university."

Just as Hamton was about to get inside Room 3Y, he then heard the professor yelling ferociously over a student, whom he had enough of his failures, but also something in common with the slags of Perfecto Prep. The professor shouted this statement:

"You son of a, I say you son of a pathetic bitch! After countless, I say, after many tries of trying to shape up your failing ass to get into the fray of your education, you have failed for me for the last time! Not only that, one of your peers have caught your ass for cheating on these tests, and you've done it for the fiftieth time! Grade after grade, you've gave nothing but 2%, and that's how you gave me with 2s and 0s! I finally had enough of your bullshit! From this day, I say, from this day forward to the day of your death, you're nothing but a goddamn failure! Now, amscray!"

Suddenly, the professor tossed out the student, destroying the window sills with the 3Y lettering, and then, sent the student to the trashcan. But what has got the professor into a firestorm in a blink of an eye? Before Hamton and Buster can speak, they heard the student say this but behind the professor's back:

"Ah, fucking sick, man! Grrr. Expelled from that class for the seventh time. I cannot believe that redneck hick of all ages, grappling my beak and neck just because I ended up failing a couple of tests. Some class he has, blah! No taste. No funniness. No nothing. Just nothing but a wasteful time of my expense. To hell with that hick, he's better fucking Southern Cocks from the North."

"Holy Macaroni," said Hamton, "that was...?"

"Plucky Duck," said Buster angrily. "Oh, man, that makes my blood boil to the brim. How can he be in this establishment when he's nothing but an insulter? Worst than that, he's an insult to Acme Looniversity towards, me, you, and my girl. (Trying to hold his anger) Hamton, I got to go, otherwise I am going to have that urge to tweak Plucky's beak and shove it down his ass."

Hamton was confused on the reason why Buster burst his bubble over Plucky Duck, but Hamton is the only person yet to antagonize the deceitful duck. Hamton never will try anything to hurt Plucky's feelings, but seeing that he is a bit of a step away from stepping away from Plucky's failure, he's trying not to cross the line and telling his peer about the situation he has gone through for many years, otherwise, Plucky will try to use the most offensive word against Hamton to get him out of the Looniversity for sure. At that moment, Hamton entered quietly to Room 3Y, where the professor, whom he has problems with verbal tics, Foghorn Leghorn, has been covering his face in agony, but feeling like a poor excuse because he has thrown Plucky Duck out of his class for the seventh time. Foghorn is indeed notable for throwing out Plucky like a bag of rotten garbage many times because Plucky had cheated a lot, insulted many people in his class, including calling Mary Melody a "hoe," and of course verbally abusing Buster's best friends. But, Plucky has yet to insult the person en focus for one reason: a backdrop. Hamton, a little worried about Foghorn's anger, approached to the professor and said calmly:

"Professor Leghorn...I hope it's not a bit of a bad timing for me to do some last questions on my assignment before prepping up for the upcoming exams."

"Huh?" said Foghorn. "Well I'll be a son of a, I say, be a son of a gun. Good ol' Hamton. Good to see the polite and well-affirmed student in my class. My apologies for shouting like a cack, son, but I just got fed up with that "pike" of that mallard for the last time. Heh. I'll have a word with the cohorts of the faculty and see what we need to do to get that ignorant jack out of our school. But right now, with you around, I am in the mood for some Cherry Fizz and music. How about we play some ol' country for the time being before you go for the day, huh?"

Hamton agreed and sat down to do his remainder of his assignment while Foghorn danced a little to his favorite music theme "Camptown Races" to try to calm himself down and get him happy again. As for Buster...

[Mel Blanc Gym at A.L.]

At Acme Looniversity's named gym, the Mel Blanc Gym, Buster was trying to quell his boiling anger over Plucky Duck by trying to douse his head in cold water inside the locker room sink, but it was to no avail. He then tried showering in cold water...no go. He then had the galls to hire a bully to "twitch his ears" in the toilet, yet there was nothing that would help Buster quell his anger. Finally, the bully then filled the metallic tub used to treat sports injuries with tons of ice and rock salt, dunk Buster in, and waited for at least thirty seconds. Plan succeeded. The rock salt, mostly as a substance to deteriorate snow, calmed Buster's nerves and cooled his anger, causing the steam to flow out of his body but not the ice. Buster, so happy that he has got his anger controlled, told the bully:

"I know you're a bully to this school, but I wanted to thank you for helping me quell my anger. I owe you a big favor."

"Nah, no need to do so, Bust," said the bully politely, "just as long you let me do something, I'll do a favor for you when needed. Besides, I only bully the dumbasses, such as people who are shit for brains and never pay attention. I'm smart, don't get me wrong, bud. I only do that to shape their attitudes up, but I don't harm'em. If I catch your partner at the gym, I'll tell her you're cooling down from that "pike" that's been thrown out of his class."

"I much appreciate it, man," said Buster, but while the bully exited the locker room, Buster then said to himself:

"What's this with the word "pike" I've been hearing recently? Is it like some kind of mocking word towards mallards like Plucky, or just known as Plucky being the dumbest asshole in the history of this school? I'll soon find out, one way or another."

While cooling down his body, Babs entered the gym to look for her boyfriend Buster and see if he is going to make it to see the professor perform his Chocolate Fondue solo act before leaving home for the day. Babs, looking around at the Mel Blanc Gym, shouted:

"Buster! Buster! Where are you, Buster? Oh, Gosh, I hope he didn't burned himself in Slapsticks again and getting a cold shower in the fray. Buster!"

The bully was coming closer to see Babs to tell her where Buster is. Babs was about to say something to the bully, but he said to her:

"You may want to check him in out at the Boys' Locker Room. He just had a major meltdown due to the "pike" throwing curveballs at the professor. I'll make sure no one spots you at the Locker Room, okay?"

"Pike?" began Babs. "Meltdown? Curveballs? I don't know what happened, but I need to know by now."

Babs ran like Jackie Joyner-Kersey and quickly entered to the Boys' Locker Room, and soon, saw her boyfriend in the steel tub full of ice, cold water, and rock salt, but noted that Buster was steaming to the brim. Not hesitating to inspect the situation of Buster's anger, Babs said in concern:

"Christ Almighty. Is it just me or I have stepped into a sauna? Buster, what in Christ's name happened? You're all steamed up. Did it have to do with your excessive Slapstick studies again?"

"Now's not the time to get into a comical argument, Babs," said Buster. "And I'm telling the truth, it wasn't Slapstick this time. It was that foul-mouth bird of an excuse that pissed off South Lingo teacher Foghorn Leghorn for the last time."

"Oh, no," said Babs, "are you telling me that that bastard is at it again on his cheating? Jesus tap-dancing Christ, that's the fiftieth time that slime ball has cheated on his tests. He's worse than those pot-smoking rat packs over there at Perfecto Prep. Man, that steams my pom-tail out. Speaking of which, isn't it a little bit weird to see you in an ice bath to calm yourself down? It almost looks like you're trying to cool off your "8-balls" so you can prep up for something special for the week, eh?"

Buster, not wanting to hear some sexual puns in his mind now, told Babs:

"No, Babs, that's not the reason I'm taking an ice bath for my "8-balls" you're referring to. Besides, I'm trying to steam off my anger before we go see the Mastermind's rendition of his solo "Chocolate Fondue." (Steam disappears) Oh, thank you, God. Now I feel a lot better thanks to that rock salt combination."

Babs, impersonating a French person, albeit with broken French, said to Buster:

"Oh, ho, ho, enouis, so is it not to come by with the amour for ez moi in hidden secrets to see the Fondue d'Chocolate d'Lamour."

Silent for a second, and with a chuckle, Buster said to Babs:

"Oh, my, babe, no wonder you crack me up with the broken French I always hear when it comes to the MERA Pepé Le Pew doing things he like to do a lot. Dinner's on me, gal, if you can reach my red sweater over there."

Sometimes I always thought about Bab's mannerisms when it comes to impersonations like a French man, despite the fact she shares the studies of Slapstick with Buster a lot. We now turn our events to Room 7Z, known to everyone as the final classroom, but like the Schlesinger Theater, it is the largest seating-style classroom, home to ERA, known in acronyms as Enigmatic Romance Acting. Normally a drama class, it was included to introduce solo and duet acting roles of original plays involving romance, but at a semi-adult level. In other words, when graduated, they can get into the risqué variations of romance in movies for A-O theaters. A very advanced class, and despite the huge class setting, among the 1.5 million at Acme Loo, only ten students or 1/33s of the student population are in this class. ERA is mostly known to the students because of a sub name "New Era of Acting" used for the ERA class, but if you add an M to ERA, then you're referring to the teacher as the Mastermind, the perfectionist of his craft. And if you just know by now, it is the crafty, nonchalant, but upbeat professor who has a heart of a young person: Pepé Le Pew. A former Smellologist, Pepé has no problem incorporating his past flings and love affairs to bring his acting skills to life. He's also the first to be called MERA Le Pew in a form of saying Professor Le Pew, hence being a noteworthy professor next to Professor Foghorn Leghorn. During that time, Buster, Hamton, Babs, and a couple of their friends were watching Pepé Le Pew perform his second act in his three-part mini solo project "Chocolate Fondue" before thinking of performing it live on stage. Pepé, who is known to be unabashed by mixing English and French in his language, began his second act, known as "Seduction." He said:

"Madame. Madame Fraise. Face me oeil pour oeil and tell me what you have not to seek between my heart. Whilst in the time for you made me walk through the hot, morbid sun of Lyon, you for sipped the luscious bubbles out of the hole of someone's tip of the wine bottle. My bottle, my only pure bottle of Brut, sipped out from your detrimental ways. But why, why for thee to suffer in the hot sun when you like to barge into my flat and sweeten your life for my money and other men to swindle around? Huh? Hey, excuse-moi, ma ami, come back to see of my face! Why do for not seek thy heart of moi heart? (Freeze for a second) Tell me, why not for my heart? Is it that you're hiding a secret…or is it because of my problems of me love-making to you? Must I have an answer soon!"

"That brother's got some talent with his expression," said Mary Melody to Hamton, who has been enjoying the solo from the start. The students that came by to see Pepé were also intrigued by his acting. Now for Buster, although once an impatient person, Buster took his time with the play, allowing Babs to snuggle her head comfortably while hearing Pepé's French-inspired acting, but he's been getting to the point where hearing the words Fraise and Wine would put him in the mood for some chocolate and strawberries. However, while they were continuing to see Pepé's project, far back where the darkest part of the classroom-style theater lies, one person, seeing the professor's work of art of romantic acting, was taking notes on his wording, movements, emotions, and power, so maybe one day this person will be looking forward to cast Pepé into the person's own project in the near future. But, why was this person at the darkest part of the theater? The only phrase this person said was this:

"Le sigh."

Le sigh. Something is coming to mind that this person might have something to do with Pepé Le Pew. While seeing the action, Pepé was in his climax of the second act, trying to convince Mme. Fraise, who actually is in a form of a mannequin version of Penelope, his old lust, that swindling with other men would not make her famous. From there, taking a hell of a risk on his right hand, he dunk his hand onto a hot bowl of dark chocolate fondue, grabbed a strawberry and approached to the character closely and said these words:

"Madame, alors, how can is that not understand about your life? Think of it, ma cherie. You go swindle my heart, the wine, the money, but then go and whoring of these men who would thought to take care of you. Madame, you are to bit hasty to thrive of the new life. It is not of a good thing. Take of a good look under my hand. My hand, doused of the dark chocolate you have given to me as a present when you swooned my heart in the Alps. You have given it to me for a sign in which you want to be cared of for a reason. Not by money. Not by the ways of your body to be given to in the bed. Non. You wanted me for nothing but sweet but amour erotique. Why the erotique? Simple, ma cherie. Me, under of my red and black robe after a night's of long hard work and a wash down of the damning sweat, whilst you would come after the day of intense work in any of the fields you gone to learn, and with you, likes to come home, shower, and wear my gift to you as payback for the chocolates. With you wearing the dark colors, and it doesn't mean of being that sadomasochistic, oh, no, I like to see the maiden girl come and help floor the room, and then, allowing me to treat you as you treat me. Could you take a whiff of the hand of mines with the chocolate and strawberry I have on my hand? Can you feel it, ma cherie? Oui. The smell of amour erotique in my hand, the chocolate and your name representing this berry in my hand. Go ahead. Splurge the tongue of your fantasies and tell me how you feel...about me."

"Son...of a bitch," slowly said Buster as he finally caught on to Pepé's emotions, which in fact, sparked a bit of an erotic flavor in the solo project. Although the guys were quiet, for Pepé Le Pew, the sound of quiet is elegant, meaning the second part astounded him immensely. Yet, they're still not aware of the person at the back corner. Yet, kind of mysterious in everybody's opinion. But then, this person, shedding tears to this person's eye, simply said these words:

"So beautiful...Monsieur Le Pew."

[12:00pm]

Noontime arrived and mostly all students were dispersing out of the Looniversity due to the cancellation of all classes and the announcement of the Warner Award, readying to head home and enjoy the rest of the day off. Buster, Babs, and Hamton were still in silent amazement that Pepé pulled off an incredible solo project he performed, especially the Seduction act, where Buster felt he was ready to take a bite out of that strawberry doused in chocolate. Yet, something concerned Hamton after seeing the play. He spoke to Buster and Babs:

"Buster, Babs, I hope this won't be a bad time to tell you this, but we all know that we had nine of us seeing the solo project, but there was something in my mind recently. Haven't you been thinking that someone has been hiding somewhere in that classroom at Room 7Z, making sure this person doesn't show itself because of something?"

"Huh?" said Buster. "Hiding somewhere in Room 7Z? What makes you say that?"

"Well," Hamton began, "alongside you, me, and Babs, including Mary, Furball, Sweetie Pie, Sneezer, and Calamity, I had an unusual feeling that we were missing an element, an element that would fit the proper category into the world of Pepe's romantic art."

"Such as...," said Babs in pause. Hamton described:

"Such as the expression of struggle, emphasizing the need for true, colorful romance, igniting the light of erotic passion, never resorting to the word "No," and if I am not mistaken, never letting go to one's heart. Those traits must have something to do with this person I'm referring to."

"Erotic passion?" said Buster. "My goodness me, I don't know if Pepé Le Pew has those kinds of passion in his work, but if you're thinking about romance that doesn't take "no" for an answer, are you referring to the Elite Student Fifi La Fume?"

"Of course," said Hamton, "like I ain't dumb to know about it."

"Why so concern about Fifi La Fume, Hamton?" said Babs. "I know you guys were together for the past two to three years until you broke it off amicably due to your higher calling."

"No, I wasn't concerned about that," answered Hamton, "I was concerned whether or not she has been in class since the past week. I even heard rumors that she's been in recent bad moods or plagued in constant depression since propaganda started spreading from a bunch of misfits in our area."

"Hamton, don't be that damn ridiculous," said Buster rudely. "How the hell can Fifi be in a state of depression after hearing that she's going to take the title as Valedictorian of our graduating class this year? Don't believe in every piece of that propagandistic bullshit those idiots try to put onto your head!"

While they were having the argument, around the shrubs to the entrance of Acme Looniversity, hearing all of this conversation with the ACME Snoop-a-rator record, this person quickly snuck back in at Acme Loniversity, checked the quality of the sounds, and said while chuckling:

"Now we're talking. What a bunch of pathetic trio of Looney Tune trash, getting into a petty argument about that French whore and her so-called bout with depression. Like I ain't a worth of shit to that low-life bitch."

If you guys want to know right now, you're hearing the words of the loud-mouth student named Montana Max, and with good reason. Montana Max is prone to have the proverbial outbursts everytime there's something going awry when it comes to failed schemes, especially money. Continuing his own speaking his task, he said:

"They probably didn't know is that this lucky son of a bitch has initiated such propaganda about that whore's condition of being depressed and itching to fornicate in desperation. Heh, heh, heh. I know it's complete, utter horseshit, but soon enough, we don't have to worry about her putrid stench. Heh, heh, heh. Oh, I just love how I can take this university down and its stupid award."

How scheming can you be just to rid an elite student who will lead her friends in her biggest day of her life? I don't know, but Buster may be right about ignoring such propaganda, because who knows what will happen if shit could hit the fan at any moment. Returning to Room 7Z, Pepé was getting ready to close shop for the day and take a breather at home; however he had to contend with the mess he made when he splurged the melted chocolate he dunked onto his hands in one of his acts. Pepé, trying his hardest to clean up the stubborn hardened chocolate on the floor, shouted in disdain:

"Ack, fils de pute! This is of course the ridiculous part of cleaning the grandest of stages in my classroom. Chocolate, chocolate, chocolate, why do you of course piss me silly with your stubborn stickiness! (Sighs) I don't want to be asking for any help with Peter Puma, and Merci Au Dieu for his blessed heart, he loves to help, but...I just can't help it to at least find someone to help me take care of this reckless abandonment on my stage."

Suddenly, while he was struggling to take the caked chocolate out of the floor, the person who was watching Pepé's act far from the back of the classroom finally approached out of the shadows, feeling a little bit nervous and afraid because of something this person had in mind. But, swallowing up the nervousness, this person took out a scraper and said to the professor:

"Would a scraper be of any help of you, Monsieur Le Pew?"

"Huh?" said the concerned professor. "Who is this?"

Pepé then lifted his head and saw what he believes to be "the most unbelievable, caring, soft, stabled, but also, the most well-renown student of all of Acme Looniversity." He's looking at Fifi La Fume. Yes, my fellow friends, Fifi is indeed the most well-renown student of all of the school, and with good reasons. Nobody cannot beat her talents as she is because of her ability to create such solo projects with a careful thought, perform on stages as like a test of strength, and with sheer volume, and never let any friend, boy or girl, down on the mat. And yes, you already know by now, she's a candidate for Valedictorian since she's the sole student to achieve perfect grades, however, that's not the case of her popularity, nor so where. So then, what's the reason behind the rumors? Pepé, stalling for a couple of seconds seeing Fifi's happy face, he simply said while grabbing the scraper softly:

"Godsend."

Pepé, graciously accepting Fifi's offer of the scraper to scrape off the chocolate out of the floor, suddenly said this to Fifi:

"I guess my reckless actions in emotions kind of get the best of me, I take it."

"Non, Monsieur Le Pew," answered Fifi in French, "don't even try to say that. The emotions you portrayed in that Penelope Pussycat-like doll with the chocolate that was hot right onto your hand...was powerful, emotionally powerful like you really don't want to leave her. To me...it was pure art."

"Do you really mean it?" said Pepé who is astounded by Fifi's powerful message towards the MERA.

[Back Outside]

"Listen, Hamton," said Buster as he was getting a little weary from his bashing over Hamton about Fifi's "embattled emotions," "I know this horseshit I am hearing is going berserk in my head, but I should have not gone a little too far in getting into an argument. Maybe it's just..."

"I think it's about Plucky Duck, I take it?" said Hamton calmly. Babs responded:

"Yeah, and it's best not to right now talk about it. I could feel it he wants to rip his beak off and shove it down that mallard's ass. Bugs did the exact same thing when they kicked Daffy Duck off the faculty roster for embezzlement. We have to find a way to extract that damn mallard's mind about his cheating ways and get to the end of it. Not only that, find out who's causing the propaganda to rise against Fifi. If we get a chance, Hamton, and hopefully when I get to comfort Buster, you and me can have a chat and see if we can find out what's causing all this propaganda shit over Fifi La Fume."

Hamton didn't hesitate to make a decision so he did with a handshake with Babs as they parted ways for the day so tomorrow they can continue on with their educations, but hopefully not to cause problems that would take the Warner Award title away from their hands. Hamton seemed to be awfully curious about this propaganda that he's been hearing, which Montana made to be false but to attract attention. However, tempting to find out the situation immediately, he made good judgment and decided to back off and just let it fly for a while before the time is right to find out on the culprit of the problem. At the faculty lunch area, all of the staff were celebrating joyfully because all of that hard work winning the hearts of critics to receive the Warner Award, and to them, it's a blessing in disguise. Bugs, Porky, Elmer, Foghorn, alongside ACME Ace Wild E. Coyote and Road Runner, were beginning to feel the joys of earning the award, but on times were the darkest, especially the decade's battles worth not fighting against Perfecto Prep. However, as they were about to chomp down on a special dessert cake, Elmer realized that Pepé Le Pew was not at the luncheon. His seat alongside his tag saying "MERA Le Pew" was still at the table, especially his plate. Foghorn approached to the Principal and said to him:

"Elmer, you, I say, you curious loot, what's with the concerned look on your face? Fancy not having a good time?"

"Eh," began Elmer Fudd, "that's not what I was thinking of, Pwofessor Foghown Weghown. I just checked Pepé We Pew's seat and pwate, and I noticed that he did not come by to get his wunch. That's the second time in one week that he missed a very special bwunch because of anything good, and this time it's fow the Warner Award. What's been happening to him, wecentwy?"

"Huh?" said the concerned Bugs. "Pepé Le Pew...missing out on lunch? (Checking his seat) ah, crap, again? I can't believe that Mastermind would miss lunch on account of his damn acting skills. What the hell has got into that guy's mind? Does he want perfection in his classroom? Man, the nerve of that busy professor. Porky, got anything in mind about this, doc?"

"I have not g..g..g..g..g..I have not g..g..g..g..g..I don't know," said Porky with a stuttering problem. "I don't know why he misses the best luncheons in all of Acme Acres."

"Hmm," began Bugs, "this is kind of odd. Missing lunch. Working on his projects. Hmm. Well, I can't think of it right now, but it's best not to bother."

("I resemble that remark") wrote on board by The Coyote while the Road Runner gave a few beeps and amscray to get going home. Foghorn, stretching his arms with a yawn, told the guys:

"Well, I may have one of these days where I had to trash a certain mallard, but on times I end up feeling more fine with my top student of my class, so I am just ready to get out of here and soon."

"Eh, doc," said Bugs, "just before you about to walk out to the door, would you mind asking Pepé if he's interested in lunch so I won't have to use the leftovers to feed it to the Goodfellows out at Acme Park?"

"You sure are concerned about Pepé Le Pew, huh?" said Foghorn with a mild disgusted look as he quickly exited the faculty room, making his trek toward Room 7Z. However, he was a little late than ever. Walking around the hallways, Pepé Le Pew and Fifi La Fume were chatting up on their conversation surrounding the upcoming graduation from Acme Looniversity and how it will affect both the students and the faculty. Pepé, who then noticed Fifi's mild emotional behavior, said to the purple skunk:

"Madamemoiselle, you of look a bit...sad on your face. Is it not close to your happiest time where you get to be out of Acme Looniversity to pursuit your true dreams that you've of been seeking?"

"Non, Monsieur Le Pew," said Fifi in a low tone, "it's not like that. I'm still feeling a little bit emotional because of your powerful acting when you were about to take the seduction to a whole new level with that mannequin, no? When I think of the project, it makes me feel that I was the one trying to convince a man who wants to be tempted with your type of amour called amour erotique. It was powerful, powerful enough to make me say that I should be the one exposing to myself as the powerful actress to succeed my mentor that I idolize as a hero to my heart. The emotions, the temperament, the movements, the props...the voice... All these elements make me want to try to get me out of my bad luck with men and try to find the positive side of me."

"So yours a saying...," said Pepé, then Fifi said:

"With you being as a mentor to me, and idolizing you because of your intentions of acting, attention, and detail, I really want to try out one of your projects and see if I can become extremely successful...like taking the big exam to see if you can make it to your exact destiny. (Begins to shed tears) I...I am so...so sorry...Monsieur Le Pew...I got a little carried away. I should have not shed my tears to an idol. That makes me weak to both my legs and stomach, especially when I try to look for men of my age. I'm like a child...who was never been loved...and always been left in the mud like a worthless skunk of all ages. I should...I should..."

Pepé, so floored that Fifi is showing saddening emotions in front of her idol, but noticed that her emotions have seemed to pique interests with an ideal duet scene, softly rubbed Fifi's elbows to comfort her and said:

"Do not ever feel rejected, ma cherie. I understand of your saddening disposition. It is heart wrenching, indeed is. I have gone through loops to find my inner identity in hopes to find the love of my life. Hard to say of why Penelope was never a skunk but an unlucky form of a kitty cat, which to me was a bad omen. So many of the wonderful ladies, alors...bad luck. But, Fifi, just don't let yourself put emotions closer to the part of your eye; otherwise, you're going to bring yourself to a headache-inducing night. If you need to cry it out, cry it out when you of course try to sleep. That way, you don't need to feel rejected all through the day. That all it matters to moi. Go ahead and head yourself to home and give yourself time to wind down till night. You just need rest and all. If you need anything, and I mean anything that will help you thrive through the final months of your life at Acme Looniversity, don't hesitate to do so. It's a promise to moi pinky finger."

Fifi was astounded that Pepé was not hesitating to help her overcome some of the obstacles she faced in her life and trying to become the next heir apparent to Acme Looniversity as a gifted actress. Fifi once again shed tears, but this time it was in joy. She was willing to give the MERA a big hug, but she avoided it, for fear of being caught by the faculty. She let out a smile and said these words in French:

"Merci beaucoup...Monsieur...Le Pew."

Fifi then turned around and slowly walked out of the doors, but quickly gave a three-second look at Pepé's face, and then finally trekked her way home. From there, Pepé was beginning to find out what has been causing Fifi to express such emotions towards the Mastermind, but before he could say a word, Foghorn immediately came by and said:

"MERA, I say, MERA Pepe Le Pew. Goodness gracious, boy, where the bloody yankers have you been? You nearly missed our special luncheon to celebrate the winning of the famous trophy for the Performing Arts. Huh? (Looking at Pepe Le Pew in silence) yoohoo, MERA Le Pew. Earth to MERA Le Pew, please respond. (Sighs) here he goes again with the silent expression, hoping to get with another girl. She-it!"

Suddenly, while Foghorn Leghorn walked out of the Looniversity, Pepé began to look onto his hands, still smelling the fragrant chocolate and strawberry smell from that acting scene, and from there, he calmly drew a simple bow that resembles Fifi's pink bow, knowing for once that Pepé began sensing emotions to himself when concerning about Fifi's expression. He said to himself:

"Fifi. If it is not the truest of all now, then tell me now. Is me being amour...once again?"

Pepé started to feel confused, thinking to himself whether or not he's beginning to sense love to his heart once again...but this time...to a student. However, that kind of expressed feelings towards a graduating student would've landed the mastermind in jail. One of the harshest realities among the decade war over Acme Loo and Perfecto had to do with the law that had cost Daffy Duck his job and his freedom. Daffy didn't want to see Plucky dating older women in the university since the doppelganger of Babs Bunny was so airheaded to understand Plucky was caught abusing older women many times. She didn't listen, so she dated Plucky and paid the price. Thus became known as Gray Friday, a term that happened on December 1st when Lola Bunny, age 20, who was supposed to teach Basic Mannerisms at Acme Loo, ended up breaking protocol to date Plucky, who was 17 at the time. She was castigated by the staff and got her ass kicked out, placed in the Hall of Shame, the second person after Owl Jolsen to enter such a place. The faculty believed that Lola never wanted to get into comedy, but liking to act like an airhead and a self-centered bitch. Infuriated, Daffy took it upon himself and introduced the EXPERT Act, without showing it to the staff, but to the Moral Guardians, the murderers of comedy, at a local rally. EXPERT, a colloquial acronym for Extreme Prejudice Recognition made by Daffy, was a law that would label such offenders as "CarPops" named against professors or even workers who wanted to enjoy a relationship of the cartoon of a different age, thus initiating extreme prejudice against the offender. However, Daffy, known to break his own rules when he was a professor at Acme Loo, was labeled as Daf-Fag when he wanted to entice Shirley MacLoon after falling out with his secretive girlfriend...with money. Daffy immediately lost his touch, his act, and his freedom. The EXPERT Act died, so did Daffy as a professor for embezzlement of school funds. Even though Daffy Duck was placed in the Hall of Shame for his actions and such, Comedy was the only way that Acme Loo did to stop the bleeding from Daffy and Lola's stupid shit. Comedy Law passed right after the chicanery and made a very simple rule involving comedy professors and their expressions. The Comedy Law allows any professor to enter a steady and healthy relationship to an upcoming graduating or graduated student (who is of age (18)) if he/she abides by one simple rule: be truthful and not a comedic liar. The Moral Guardians didn't like it, but no one did object to it due to the simple clause and it worked out. But...you haven't heard of a professor of the Fine Arts schools entering such relationships. That's rare. However, for Pepé, he felt through his heart that he must try to get out of his tangled predicament over his concerns with Fifi and get back to his own mind as a professor otherwise it's going to hurt him in the long running. He's just trying to be careful.

[Montana Max's Mansion / 1:00pm]

We turn our events to M3, which is a nickname of the Montana Max Mansion, at the outer edge mountains of Acme Acres. Yes, people, it is home to the sneaky, loudmouth, stubborn student Montana Max. Have I forgotten to mention that he is very rich? Well, he was, until the IRS audited him because of getting bullies paid to slap the crap out of smart students. But the bully that helped Buster calm his nerves down turned the tables and made Montana Max look like a honking jackass. He lost $25 million in assets. But that didn't stop him at all after being audited. He has found sneaky ways to come up with money. Inside his living room, Monty was studying the conversation between Buster and Hamton about Fifi La Fume, notably about the propaganda that was spreading around the school. However, he was finding the spot of where Buster was about to go bonkers after hearing a lot about him antagonizing Plucky Duck. But he also wanted to find the possible way to rid on what he calls the "scourge" of Acme Acres. If you must know, Monty was the only student in favor of Daffy's EXPERT Act, despite the fact that the Act was unlikely to pass and the acronym EXPERT didn't match up. Anything Monty can come up with for money and finding a way to rid someone is a recipe for total chaos. As he was about to come up with the idea, Monty's butler came in and told him:

"Master Montana Max, forgive me for walking in without knocking the door, but you got a letter from an unknown source. However, this person has asked you to read the letter and bring yourself to the secret location as soon as possible."

"A letter?" said Montana Max as he grabbed the letter and produced it. He then read the following:

"Fellow brother of our secretive pact, if you want to succeed in your way of ridding the "scourge" of Acme Acres and hopefully not to be seen again, please come up to our secret lodge at the abandoned Perfecto Prep and this is where you will be part of the pack. Please remember the following passcode to get inside the lodge. Food and drinks, along with money should you accept our invitation will be provided at the time of your arrival. PS: You might remember me from our battles at the Acme Bowl, but until them, I am known as the Great Master. Go alone. (Eyes widen) Money. Wow. I guess I wasn't aware that they knew of my intentions. Perfect timing. (Hears thunder and rain from outside) Hmm. (Evil grin on his face) game on, bitch. Prepare my Lamborghini, Butler."

"At once, sir," said the Butler as he went downstairs to prepare Max's car to take to the secret lodge down at the abandoned Perfecto Prep. Max's idealistic dreams are about to become reality...but he's not the only one.

[5 hours later...]

While he was driving his way towards the abandoned school, which was a long ways out, Hamton and his family at his home in Frieling Street was quiet once the weather started going wacky. Hamton and his family were celebrating a special dinner in honor of Hamton's brother-in-law, Ron, whose wife just gave birth to a boy a week ago. It is Hamton's second nephew and he is astounded by the big news. Hamton's father lead the prayer in Hebrew since he's the only person to know the language to follow such a beautiful prayer, however, just as they were about to eat, Hamton was getting a little conscientious about what was going on with the so-called propaganda against Fifi La Fume. Babs was soon going to talk to Hamton about it, hoping that they can find out who started the nasty rumors about her "saddened" disposition and such. But Babs cannot because of her caring with Buster and trying to keep him from having a terrible but maddening breakdown. And believe me, it is not funny. Soon, as Hamton was asking to be excused due to an appetite not getting to him, a knock on the door startled the family, but be as it may, the mother, who is a tender-loving but somewhat overly-protected matriarch of Hamton, opened up the door to reveal Babs in a raincoat, waiting to see if Hamton was available. Babs said:

"Mrs. P, I hope it's no trouble at all, I just need to talk to Hamton about a very serious issue. It's going to take a while, but it's not about him."

"Serious issue?" said the mother. "Oh, you know Hamton is very good on taking care of personal issues. I know we were about to have our dinner, but Hamton didn't had an appetite tonight. He's worried about something. Hamton, you got a visitor!"

"Worried?" said Babs in concern. "Oh, dear. I thought he promised himself not to worry too much from the propaganda?"

Hamton got on his raincoat as he approached to Babs and said:

"Where do you want to go to for our talk about Fifi?"

"We'll take it to Buster's home," said Babs. "I had been with him at his house for a while. Believe me, Buster got worse when I told him about Plucky's spotty record in dating older women, especially that airheaded bitch who didn't want to teach at Acme Loo."

"Lola Bunny," said the concern Hamton, as he was beginning to hear some truths that he didn't want to hear about Plucky, but for him, his calm intentions and not getting involve with the antagonist view over Plucky will soon get the best of him. Hamton then immediately said:

"I think I have a plan to douse that angry fire out of Buster. Let's go."

Hamton had no intentions to argue as he just wants to get this over with before things are going to hit the head on Hamton pretty soon. However, it is also causing some strain with the MERA of Acme Acres. At Pepé's estate, inside the metropolitan city of Acme Acres, Pepé Le Pew, known to have his happy days and hoping to go to sleep energetic and full of romantic feelings, fell through the cracks when trying to find out why Fifi is expressing emotions toward the Mastermind and how he can take care of it professionally. But, Pepé has his faults, and he's not perfect. Pepé still remembers his bad downfall that lead him to teaching. He still felt the downtrodden of losing Penelope, who first was not attached to the romantic skunk due to his putrid odor, but got used to it after finding unique ways to surpass the stench and be around with him. But, then, he was backstabbed when Penelope found someone she liked that didn't had the stench, but the worse of it...he's an alumni to Perfecto Prep. Pepé felt heartbroken to the brim, knowing that this person was nothing more than a malignant bastard towards him and made him look like a wreck...which last only a few days. He took out his sorrows by becoming the teacher of the Enigmatic Romance Acting before titling himself as the MERA or Mastermind. Right now, he has been checking through various duets from different artists and yet he's trying to find the perfect one to practice with Fifi La Fume to prove that she could be the prominent Mastermind when she graduates. Pepé, feeling a pounding headache inside his mind, said to himself:

"(Sigh) et merde! It's so been half of my day and I could have not find the possible duet that I can use for a test for Fifi La Fume, yet all these duets...so a hundred years old ago. I can't even think of a splendid duet that me can use other than the standard Romeo and Juliet. (Grunts) come on, Monsieur Le Pew, don't be acting of a failure. Think of a duet that would make someone...full of life again. (Hears someone coming in) uh, oh, my Madame maiden has arrived. Do you need any help with the items, Madame maiden?"

The person, not shown, but with sounds, but with a sultry voice, said to Pepé:

"If it's no trouble at all, Pepé, with your heart, yes, please."

Pepé immediately hopped out of his chair and decided to go help the maid with some items she brought back. However, Pepé then said while walking by:

"Alrighty, malady, got something that you needed some help with? Groceries? Items for the house? Or...oh, DARLING!"

[Fade to black]

What's got Pepé all astounded when he shouted "Oh, DARLING!" while helping the unknown maiden? Whatever it is, it could be the focal benefactor pretty soon.

[Thunder roars]

It was beginning to get intensely nasty at Acme Acres that evening, on account of the weather that was pounding hard before sunset. However, it was not affecting the abandoned school known as Perfecto Prep, which has always been known to be a dark place for their scheming things, especially their specialty that ended up losing the decade long battle against Acme Looniversity: cheating. But this time, this was quite different. Montana Max has never been closer to an enemy school before, but for him, he wouldn't care less, unless it had to do with money, because that what he likes. Montana arrived at the place, but he became somewhat confused to why Perfecto Prep would send an invitation to an enemy school's student. Montana reached towards to the door, knocked on the door to see if anybody was there, and then, the eye-peep mini door opened up, and one person said this:

"Got the password ready for you to have?"

Montana then throws a nasty curveball in words and said:

"I got a question for you...WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?"

Suddenly...the person guarding the door, who heard the correct password...albeit vulgarly, said this to Montana:

"Touché, Mr. Max. Give me a second."

Then, without warning, the doors opened up for Montana Max and he pursued himself by entering the confines of the closed school, but what Montana Max doesn't know is that he's in for a major surprise. When he finally entered the place, the door was closed, locked tight without reason. Montana got worried, and said to himself:

"Jesus, son of Jehovah! What the fuck have I got myself into? I don't like the looks of this. I should've not accepted the invitation for the sake of money. (Hears some footsteps) oh, crap. He heard me."

Just as Montana Max was about to dart himself out of the dark school, the person, dressed in a Black druid robe with golden trimmings, came out of the dark with a lantern on his hand, and said to the fearsome rich kid:

"Good evening, my loyal brother."

"Huh?" began Montana Max. "Loyal brother? Are you out of your fucking mind, man? I am not your "brother" as you speak! Don't you remember? We're bitter enemies until we..."

"We know," said this person in interruption, "I remember seeing those dark years when your pungent-ass fools from the past turned the tides over Perfecto Prep and cost the school the trophy, the recognitions and all that crap. However, I wanted to know if you can side with us and try to get Acme Looniversity to lose their recognition for the Warner Award by ridding out one element."

Montana was surprised that this person wanted to rid his school of the recognition of the Warner Award by ridding the element he has yet to reveal. Montana said:

"Wait a minute. You really want to rid the recognition of the pansy-ass school I have been going for years? Jesus H. Christ, that's my long-running dream of seeing that idea of ridding the recognition. That damn school relies on comedy and acting en masse! Yet, my advisor, Yosemite Sam, wanted me to go there so I can get into the sport of vulgar comedy. But, for me, my only heart belongs to deceit, corruption, and money, and that's the bottom line!"

"I see," said the person holding the lantern. "You really do fit into our brotherhood after all. I'm so glad that we have found you, alongside the pragmatic duck who lured Lola Bunny out of Acme Acres for good."

"What?" Montana said softly when he heard the words "pragmatic duck" and "Lola Bunny" from the guy's sentences. However, before he could say anything, the person said this:

"Bud, we need to get started. We are having an initiation rite today, so we need to blind-fold you up good, and provide you a red robe to put on for you. Oh, by the way. Interested in a cigarette?"

"I don't smoke these gay sticks, man," said Montana. "I prefer cigars...if you have any."

"I'll see if we have it at the rite, but we need to hurry," said the person as he guided Montana Max to the Grand Hall to where he will get initiated to this unusual brotherhood, but for the time being, the doors slammed, so no one else can try to get in, if so where. While that was happening, at Buster's home turf, inside his rabbit hole home, Buster Bunny, who was still trying to ease off his anger because of the factors surrounding Plucky Duck and Fifi La Fume, had tried everything from the bottom down. He tried a cold shower, he tried a toilet swirly from the bully, albeit he helped Buster well, including dunking him in an ice-cold bath with rock salt, then he went for the polar opposite, hot foods, sleeping, he even went naked for a brisk three hours while with Babs, even attempting to "let the White Russian smack the comrade," but unfortunately, neither method has had any effect to help Buster. He still feels so damn angry. For some, it's comedy. I think not, numb nuts. While he was pacing back and forth, back and forth, and back and forth, Hamton and Babs immediately got inside Buster's home, but Hamton, hearing that all of his methods did not work, decided to go forth the rough way by opening up Buster's mouth and slapped a couple of Cherry Bomb Peppers and Sucrose inside of him, and after closing Buster's mouth, he said to him:

"Hold still, Buster. This method is coarse in nature, but the demons are going to be shat out from your mouth. Babs, prepare the toilet and hit the deck!"

Babs didn't hesitate to help Buster so she went to the toilet room, opened the lid, and quickly hit the deck in the bathtub. Buster was then beginning to feel the intense pain coming out of him when he felt the heat from the cherry bomb peppers he ate. Hamton was holding onto Buster's mouth shut closed for at least 30 seconds, and then...

"Here we go, Buster, let loose!" shouted Hamton as Buster then opened up his mouth, engulfed in flames, knowing that this method was harsh in nature, but very effective. He was running around like a mad-man, hitting the walls hard on his head. Soon enough, his "angry" soul was thrown out of Buster's mouth, but it was in a red silouette version. While Buster was still trying to douse the fire out of his mouth, the "angry" soul, known as Red Buster, met face-to-face with Hamton, who then flexed his muscles as he was ready to take a beat-down with the angry soul. The Red Buster vehemently said to Buster:

"HEY, YOU FUCKING, COCK-SUCKING, PUSSY-FOOTING, GAY-ASS FAG BAG! YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO GET ME OUT OF YOUR BODY! HEY, ASSHOLE! YOU'RE LISTENING TO ME OR WHAT? LET ME GET BACK INTO YOUR BODY SO WE CAN ANGRILY FUCK YOUR GIRLFRIEND! I'M IN THE MOOD TO SHOOT THE CAVALIER INTO BABS' MOUTH!"

"Not quite!" shouted Hamton as he kicked Red Buster hard onto the groin, and with his might, swung a hard left onto Red Buster's face, which then was hurled straight to the toilet, head first into the trap. When Babs saw the Red Buster inside the bowl, she quickly said this before flushing the soul out:

"Serves you right for controlling my hot boyfriend, you piece of shit!"

Babs then flushed the angry soul, and the soul was then flushed in comedic fashion, spinning uncontrollably from its feet, splashing toilet water all around the walls. Finally, the soul was flushed down, albeit with some gurgling from it. She immediately closed the lid and got the shower on to cold. But, in a comedic, yet sultry way, she imitated Jessica Rabbit and said:

"Oh, baby. Come to mama."

Suddenly, Buster, who has had enough with the flames coming out of his mouth, jumped high to hit the toilet tank for water, but Babs countered and finally doused the flames out of Buster's mouth by dunking him and herself into the cold bath water, causing a huge amount of steam to seep out into the tub. Buster finally felt a humungous sigh of relief as he moaned loudly from the comfort of the cold water, but now comfortly with Babs, who then just stripped herself off just to be with the man she adores a lot. Both Buster and Babs Bunny, no relation, immediately made out in the tub, but for Hamton...while standing on the side-wall near to the opened door, he said:

"Buster, not to be a bothersome, but do you want me to go ahead and leave?"

"No need to go, Hamton," said Buster in the bathroom. "You can stay until the rain subsides. You like cleaning? You can do so if you wish. I'll pay you a bundle."

Hamton, hearing the codeword for what he likes best, being a neat freak, said this:

"Don't mind if I do. Besides, needs a little spic and span anyway."

Hamton immediately closed the door to the bathroom and pulled out his cleaning equipment so he can kill some time in helping Buster with the mess he unintentionally made when Hamton did his method to pull out that angry soul out of Buster...for sure.

[Acme Acres Junkyard / 7:00pm]

The smell of rubber and sulfur from old tires and dysfunctional cars was taking effect from the rain down at the Acme Acres Junkyard, and believe me, you don't want to smell the unbearable stench of sulfur otherwise you'll vomit yourself out of contention. But not for the red derelict corvette at the center of the junkyard. The corvette, possibly a 1965 Sting Ray, is a modified home to Fifi La Fume, who unfortunately had to settle at the Junkyard as a place called home because no person would ever take her in due to the fact she's a skunk. Even though Babs offered her to bunk with her at her house, she declined in good terms because she would not have conflicts with her boyfriend Buster. Honest to Betsy, Buster never had conflicts with Fifi because of one good reason...she was formally in love with Buster back then, but that was when they became teenagers and hormones was at an all-time high. Even so, the flirtatious purple skunk had no problems living in a derelict corvette and converted it to a home, minus plumbing, but she's been doing so slowly but surely to create a least a facility so she can enjoy a pleasurable bath in private. But so far, we don't know what has been going around with the surrounding rumors of her so-called "desperation" attempts or the saddening moods that has caused a stir in the Acme Loo circles. While she was putting her study books away and materials, she turned on the television for the evening news so she can hear what the news had in store for her, whilst she was brushing off her hair, body, and her huge tail so she can rest for the night. She even prepared a pleasurable fondue pot to enjoy all meats and cheeses with a Gouda-infused Béchamel sauce as a dipping agent. However, some of the news bits will end up getting the best of her. The reporter said:

"And into politics today, once again, the Republicans are at it once again to try to repeal an act that is considered deplorable and unethical because they are following the footsteps of the ousted professor Daffy Duck, who introduced the EXPERT Act, and has moral support by the Guardians, but unfortunately, the Supreme Court will not have at it with the EXPERT Act again and will keep the Comedy Law as long as it shall live, no further questions needed. Got a bunch of Daffy Republicans on the run already. Before we get into the weather, let's get into the Entertoonment Tonight section about the upcoming movies that would actually make the ultimate mastermind of Acme Looniversity come back to pictures after a long absence of not being filmed due to a setback he had. With that, we go to Jack Boerne for the report."

When Fifi heard about the words "mastermind" on television, she felt a bit of shock and awe, especially when the sauce was beginning to drip out of the sauce-covered chicken and onto to her stomach and bust, feeling the heat hitting on her skin. From there, Fifi focused on the TV and heard this report:

"As you might've guessed it, the word "mastermind" would've thought to be an understatement for a teacher of high quality, but it's no exception when it comes to the Mastermind of Enigmatic Romance Acting down at Acme Looniversity up in the central metropolitan city of Acme Acres. As becoming the only school to be receiving the Warner Award, it would be best that the Mastermind, known as the MERA, Pepe Le Pew, has been chosen by a voters choice poll from Acme Weekly, EtoonT, and GQ to pursue a massive comeback into acting after going through years of a torn-out heart that had to do with Penelope Pussycat when she was spotted with a former alumni of Perfecto Prep, which was during the decade war that ended in Perfecto losing everything. However, Pepé Le Pew has been saying to himself vehemently that if any movie has to do with heartbreak and being told to "piss off," he would not step out of the shadows to perform such a movie. He would also not do any movies that involve sexual activity in any type of fantasy. So far, despite his French heritage, he has been presented seven movies and four of them are remakes of the controversial classics to the most popular, including The Last Tango in Paris, The 1960s rendition of Romeo and Juliet, Lolita, and Good Morning, Vietnam. No matter what, Pepé will be able to make a decision on the following Saturday in our morning interview if he is or not is interested in coming back to play in one of these movies. For Entertoonment Tonight, Jack Boerne reporting for Acme KTV."

Fifi immediately dropped the pick in stun shock, knowing that hearing the words mastermind, MERA, and Pepé Le Pew had piqued her attention once more to her idol and well-minded mentor. However, as the power went down due to a huge thunderbolt striking the telephone and cable posts around the city, the lights went off, as so did the television where Fifi was watching the news report. But, Fifi was beginning to feel her heart beating in a rapid pace, yet her tears were beginning to run through her soft, delicate face; yet the wet tracks were visible from her tears. Suddenly, her appetite waned, her pension for studies began to wane, and of course, her happiness was beginning to wane as well because she feels now that with Pepé back in the spotlight, she feels that she could be left alone...once more. Fifi still feels that Pepé is someone to be taken care of and she wants to be cared a lot, especially in studies, but Pepé is distancing himself from trying to get into an emotional encounter with the voluptuous skunk. Fifi suddenly began to whimper, grabbed her heart pillow and clutched it hard while placing it onto her chest, then laid down and started crying, feeling that she is going to lose Pepé as an advisor, yet being an idol to her. But remember, Pepé said to Fifi that if she needs to cry it out, cry it out during her sleep because he doesn't want to see his best student fall into the gutter permanently. Hours later, she drifted to sleep, hoping that tomorrow she would forget her crying nature on what she saw on Acme KTV. However, while she slept, and with the storm to brew heavily outside, around side the derelict corvette, one person held both of his arms up near the opened window with a camera focusing onto Fifi's raised bottom and tail. Without flashing, the person took a couple a pictures, while alongside one other person took pictures to the frontal area of her face in focus as well. After that, the two quickly got out of the Acme Acres Junkyard and headed straight home on their Mopeds. But those two people…Who were they and why they took pictures of Fifi while she was asleep?

[Grand Hall of Perfecto Prep / 8:00PM]

Eight o'clock had passed at Perfecto Prep and it was getting closer to the big initiation rite where Montana Max will be part of the brotherhood that is dedicated for one thing in mind: Misery. Misery is now priority one on their agenda because they want to take aback against Acme Looniversity for exposing their cheating ways. The Grand Hall was quiet, yet very dark. The candles were lit but at low tones. The gang, each from left and right, holding a Votive Candle, wearing black druid uniforms, we're getting ready to appraise their worshipful master... when he comes out with their newest brother. Soon, the candles that were low-toned rose through the top and all brothers stood up to receive their worshipful master, alongside the servants leading the blindfolded Montana Max towards the center altar where a stand, a knee bar, and their book they are reading to this day: The Comedy Miseries. Suddenly, the Great Master began walking towards his Grand Throne, alongside two servants to their seats as well. The sole servant, the viceroy as they call him in their brotherhood, began to get Montana to the stand to prepare for his rite. The Viceroy then said to the Great Master:

"Great Honorable Master, your subject is prepared to the stand, and he is blindfolded until further notice."

"Excellent, Viceroy," said the Great Master. "We shall begin our initiation. Viceroy, guard the doors. If a Looniversity Student tries to interfere in this session, leave no beak turned up the crack of their asses, and especially a kick in the nuts. Dismiss."

The Viceroy left to guard the premises, while Montana was starting to sweat in anxiety, fearing that this must be a trick to abuse him big time. The Great Master stood up and said to Montana facing the throne blindfolded:

"Brother Montana Max. As the Great Master of Perfecto Preparatory, it is with great pleasure that you have come forth via invitation to be part of this initiation rite of passage. For years, we were looking forward to have a student from our enemy school Acme Looniversity to backstab the patriarch of the facility in hopes to join in our fraternity of deception, greed, and misery against comedy. Comedy has nothing been but the plague of all performing arts schools and it has never made us laugh since the start of our school. We rather not see a "bru-hah-hah" or "ha-ha-ha," but rather we want to see these comedic cock whackers suffer through pranks, physicality, and verbal assaults. For you, Brother Max, you're a special case since you thrive on putting people into misery. One of our loyal brothers has told us you are pursuing to rid the recommendation of the Warner Award to Acme Looniversity by ridding one element to the fray, am I correct?"

"I do, Great Master," said Montana Max in confidence. "It's been years since I have gone through the comedic bullshit that I had to go through and I am sick and tired of all that crap they are doing. My advisor, Yosemite Sam, told me to get my education at Acme Loo, but I didn't want to do that. I just had to follow his rule, but to this day, I told to myself that Yosemite Sam should go fuck himself silly. I had enough of that piece of shit school, and I am willing to betray my school in favor of your agenda. I am willing to perform deceitful duties against the person I am willing to do. If I have to be at Perfecto Prep, then so be it."

"Very well, then," said the Master. "I like your demeanor. Magis, you may take the blindfold off of this person. Let him see the light. And for all my brothers, show yourself to the newest person to the brotherhood."

Soon enough, all the brothers from left to right took off the hoods of their druid uniforms, while the Magis came toward Montana Max to take off the blindfold. In a flash, Montana then began to see some familiar faces he saw during the sports rivalries of Acme Looniversity. But, after seeing all of his adversaries revealing to themselves, he sees the Magis taking off the hood of his uniform, and there, Montana was shocked in pure total hell to see the green mallard as part of the brotherhood. He said loudly:

"Son of a fucker! Plucky Duck? How the bloody fuck did you manage to get into Perfecto Prep's place? I thought you were still at Acme Loo just for the hell of it?"

"Heheh," said Plucky with a smirk face. "Thought that you never ask me about that question. I am still at Acme Loo, but I'm more of a mole awaiting to convert his assault towards the school to knock out that piece of shit award you called the Warner Award. That's why I was invited by the Brotherhood of Deceit to kill off comedy and bring forth the era of bringing pain and depression towards those who would depose me of being a dumbass of Acme Loo."

"But, P...," then corrected by Max, "Magis Plucky, I thought you were always the dumbass of all of Acme Loo, and I am not to be offending you, just a thought."

"Oh, you know well that Acme Loo doesn't like an Insulter who studied in a different university," said Plucky confidently. "Isn't it one reason I resorted to cheating like my predecessor Daffy Duck before he got his ass kicked out for trying to entice Shirley, that psychotic fuck-whore, for money?"

"So in other words," began Montana, but Plucky said this:

"I am smarter than the average whore hulks down at Acme Loo since I am a graduate with Perfecto en clandestin. Your newfound brothers of this fraternity has accepted me pretty well despite me saving Acme Loo's hemorrhoid-filled asses that should have been fucked hard, especially that purple whore named Fifi La Fume."

"F...Fifi...La Fume," said the Great Master slowly as he got up from his podium throne, and said to Montana Max this statement:

"Brother Max, I think Magis Plucky has something in his mind about the common element that needs to be rid of if we see Acme Looniversity suffer at the hands of us, the Brotherhood of Deceit. And I should know..."

The Great Master immediately took off his druid head cover to reveal himself to Montana Max, when then has his jaw dropped in utter disbelief when he saw this person, to whom he remembers since the Summer Vacation fiasco. Montana, staring at the eyes of the Master, whom is still in covered darkness, quickly then responded by saying this:

"You've got to be fucking kidding me?"

[Fade to Black]

Who could this Great Master of Perfecto Prep's fraternal block known as the Brotherhood of Deceit be, known to put comedy to utter pain? Whatever it is, I don't like the sound of their plans now that they got Montana Max into the fray, alongside the Magis of the Order Plucky Duck.

[9:00pm]

The weather was still not like itself at nine o'clock in the evening down at Acme Acres, but it was a tad bit softer now it was no longer threatening as what they were predicting. As for Pepé Le Pew, who recently was on a roller coaster ride when he saw something that his maid wore when coming by to help made him excited, now he finally got a well-concocted script to initiate a duet with his elite student Fifi La Fume. However, his excitation made him sweat heavily, and everything he's thinking whether or not this maid got him completely in the mood for something. He had the fans rolling to cool while reviewing his script that he made for the duet, and decided that in his best interest to title the script "Chateau d'Lamour Oeil pour Oeil," translated to "Eye to Eye at the Cottage of Love." However, just as he was about to saying part of his lines, he immediately blacked out from excitement...and if I'm not mistaken, got his "life swimmers" drained. I don't know whether or not this maid has got the hots for Pepé, but for the Mastermind, he never meant to have his "swimmers" drained out from his excitement and never meant to do something sexually. It was probably hormones or something. Back at the home of Buster Bunny, everything was quiet, calm, yet for the blue rabbit, his anger was no longer a threat to his studies and to his loving girlfriend that she cannot let go of because of what will happen next if he gets angry again. Good thing Hamton left just before they finished making out because Hamton got his $500 in working money for tidying up Buster's place perfectly just before Buster and Babs had at it. As for Fifi...well, only time will tell if things will get better for Fifi if Pepé decides not to take those roles he has been offered to and stay to help Fifi La Fume...unless things can happen in a quick of a flash. The harsh reality has been shown, especially revealing one of the masters who were from Acme but graduated with Perfecto en clandestin. But who is the person dubbed the Great Master, also known as H.O.M.E.? Who can this person be?

End of First Session

- Author's Notes -

+ The Brotherhood of Deceit is mostly a quasi-Freemason fraternity known for putting stars into their own misery, killing their careers in the process. Plucky rose from Brother to Magis despite being labeled as a failure by South Lingo Professor Foghorn Leghorn, and was known to be as a graduate of Perfecto en clandestin (in secrecy) in order to deceive his former friends. Montana's a special case because of his hatred for Acme Looniversity and never had any aminosity towards the closed-down Preparatory.

+ MERA is the acronym title for Professor Le Pew, known as the Mastermind of Enigmatic Romance Acting, can be called MERA Le Pew, or Mastermind.