Disclaimer: I have no rights or responsibility with regards to these characters. Since these ideas came to me between the hours of 12am to 5am I don't want to own up to the plot either.

I dug the words of this song from out of a sound bite. Research tells me Charles Tobias, Eddie Cantor and Murray Mencher wrote it.

Too many frowns can change the brightest disposition,
As sure as clouds can darken the sol.
Yet every joy in life has been our one ambition,
And that's how we intend to go on!

Merrily we roll along, my honey and me,
Verily there's no one half as happy as we.
Though we're twice as poor as mice, say what do we care?
For we've been so wealthy in the love that we share.

Merrily we dance along, while facing the sun,
Merrily our slogan is: 'say, don't we have fun?'
We live in style, with a smile and a song,
As we merrily roll along!

Merrily we roll along, my honey and me,
Why we get along is very easy to see.
She and I won't buy unless we pay for in cash.
And we still enjoy the thrill of corn-beef and hash.

Though we often quarrel for it's human I'm sure,
Still we find there's nothing that a kiss cannot cure.
Here for each other; how can go wrong?
As we merrily roll along!

Episode One: Eraser

The Martian landscape was a minimalist place with a long unending ramp against a starry backdrop.

From his green rocket flier Duck Dodgers reviewed the tiny eight ball coming up the ramp. Marvin seemed a little too excited not to be up to something.
"This looks like a job for ..." Duck Dodgers stopped, eyeing the exploding jet packs warily. "Our usual hero of the picture." He grabbed the jet pack.

A questioning silence filled up the cabin.

"No, not Bugs Bunny, the other one." He grimaced. "Alright, alright, so I'm the anti-hero of the picture!" He yelled at the camera. "Doesn't mean I can't do something right once in a while, does it?"

The undisclosed-at-this-moment green cape and helmet adorned duck opened the locker and considered the array of weapons there. "Huh, the Disintegrating Ray gun or the Disintegrating Ray gun? The twenty thousand space bucks question: Will either of them work and enable me to stop Marvin's scheduled planetary demolition?" He grabbed one of them, and holstered it. "Oh well, it's a living." He grabbed the door to the ship for the twenty thousandth time. He sighed. "What a living."

Cautiously Duck Dodgers fired up his rocket. It worked and he landed on the platform without too much disgrace. "Wow, that actually worked ..." Then he frowned, "Okay, I'm getting a little worried ..." He treaded softly along the ramp, towards the Martian's gigantic array, "Hmm, Destructo-Amplifier." He read the gigantic signpost pointing to it. "Obviously Marvin's been watching the BBC channel. Also, anything with 'destruct' in the subtitle cannot be good."

Duck Dodgers looked up, watching the Martian getting closer; he needed to hide. He spied the cylindrical metal and glass lift doorway that the ramp passed through, and he hid behind the visual blockade. The Martian would get a pretty big surprise in a few moments. He grinned quietly to himself.

Previously Marvin had used explosive design concepts, when really; all he needed was a super powerful eraser blast. So, with this idea in mind, he'd worked hard for months building the perfect cartridge unit to create the desired result.

"At last, I will soon be able to view Venus without Earth in the way all the time." Marvin swooned at the prospect of beholding the magnificent sight unhindered. "I have finished creating just the cartridge to do it, now all that remains is to place it in the Destructo-Amplifier and target it." He passed through the lift cylinder, his eyes on the unit that would amplify the power of his invention and erase the Earth from visual existence.

Duck Dodgers spun out from his hiding position at the doorway. "You won't get away with this that easily, Marvin."

Marvin spun around, tightly fisting the cartridge. He grabbed his ray gun with his other hand but Duck Dodgers already had his ray gun out, and he pointed. With a cursed luck on behalf of the Duck, Marvin's Destructo-Amplifier array disintegrated.

"Aha! I got the right weapon, this time!" The Duck crowed. A moment later and both Duck and Marvin watched the Disintegrator disintegrate from his grip. "Oh. Oh well." The Duck muttered.
Marvin took a moment to review his own loss. "Oh, fiddlesticks!" Marvin harrumphed. "You've destroyed my Destructo-Amplifier unit."
"That's right buddy, no destroying Earth in this episode." Duck Dodgers declared, momentarily realising that Marvin was still armed and he was helpless. "Whoops."

"Oh, that does it; you've really made me mad!" Marvin had no pity for any unarmed opponent that would destroy so many months of hard work. He swapped the cartridge that he had in his hand with the energy pack in his ray gun. Then he pointed the weapon at Duck Dodgers. "But this still works and I can at least erase one annoying cartoon character from the universe." He fired.

Duck Dodgers, true to his name, dove to his left, but in doing so, he went falling off the Martian's space ramp. He looked up at his ship, parked in the distance, and whistled, waving. "A little help here?" He stared, begging as he started to fall.

"Please?" He squawked desperately.

The ship came grudgingly to rescue him as he fell out of the sky.

Stay Tooned...