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*One Week Later*

"Now, I just want to start by saying thats this wasn't my decision and-"

"Plotz, you've been sitting there beating around the bush for the last fifteen minutes. What's up, doc?"

Bugs Bunny leaned casually on the wall of Mr. Plotz's office, looking at the short man in an inquisitive manner as he munched on his carrot. He had been called there for a meeting with Plotz. A meeting no one had told him the reason to. As cryptic as that was alone, the rabbit was starting to get annoyed with how long the guy was taking to just spill the beans already.

The CEO cleared his throat.

"The studio has to pull the plug on your movie..." he said regrettably. Bugs slipped off the wall, almost falling down in shock at the news. "Are you serious?"

Mr. Plotz nodded solemnly. Bugs moved up to the desk, placing his hands flat against it.

"Mr. Plotz, you can't!" Bugs pleaded. "The other Looney Tunes are so excited. This is gonna break their hearts!"

"I tried to fight it, I really did. It's just...with the protestors and boycotts of the animated industry lately...the studio doesn't feel confident making a film that isn't going to make any money."

Bugs was completely floored. Never in his entire existence had something like this happened. "So the studio is just gonna roll over for a bunch of maroons who are throwing a fit because they cant treat us Toons like dirt anymore?" He asked. "This is insanity!"

Mr. Plotz sighed. "This is just as hard for me to say as I'm sure it is for you to hear. I'm sorry, Bugs."

Knowing that was the final word Bugs, sighed as well. His ears drooped down. "I know. I just don't know how to break it to the others..."

"If it's any consolation, the studio has every intention of restarting production once all of this ugliness dies down."

"Yeah...thanks TP..." Bugs said dejectedly, trudging from the office.

***
Bugs had his eyes planted to the ground as he slowly made his way home. He stalled as much as he could. He still had no idea how he was going to tell his colleagues the news.

He was so wrapped up that the sudden BOOM from the water tower almost gave him a heart attack. Looking up, he saw a tidal wave of popcorn head straight for him. As it hit him, Bugs hopped onto a surf board he pulled from behind his back, riding it until it stopped. The Warner trio each popped their heads out from the popcorn.

"Is this enough?" Wakko asked the eldest innocently. Yakko crossed his arms and raised an annoyed brow at his brother. "You know, somehow I think we'll manage." He replied sarcastically.

Bugs, momentarily distracted by the tomfoolery, chuckled. "You kids sure do go big, I'll tell you that."

The siblings noticed Bugs and grinned.

"We're having a movie night. Wakko was in charge of popcorn."

"I noticed." Bugs hopped down off the board and the Warners pulled themselves out of the pile of popcorn.

"How's it hanging, Bugs?" Yakko asked.

Bugs's ears drooped again as he remembered what brought him over here. "Ehhh, not too good. Plotz just broke the news that the new Looney Tunes movie is getting the plug pulled."

The Waners all wore matched looks of shock.

"Why would they do that?" Dot cried. "Everyone loves your movies!"

"Not lately, kid. People have been protesting the animation department. Since that policy went through, a lot of people dont want anything to do with cartoons anymore."

Wakko fumed. "That's not right!"

"Maybe. But its reality." Bugs said with a sigh. "You kids enjoy your popcorn. I gotta get home."

With that, Bugs continued to make his way back home, his ears hanging low in defeat.

Dot looked up at Yakko. "Why is everyone being such jerks about this?" She cried in frustration. "It's not like any of this is hurting them!"

Yakko sighed. He hated his siblings knowing about all this stuff, but he knew that keeping them ignorant was wrong. Look what happened last time. "I dont know, sis."

Wakko plopped down to the ground and crossed his arms, staring at the ground sadly. "It's not fair. We didn't do anything to deserve being hated..."

Yakko looked down at his siblings and their forlorn faces and felt his heart squeeze. He suddenly wore a big grin in an attempt to cheer them up. "Come on guys! You know how dumb people can be! This will all blow over in a few weeks and then everything will be back to normal."

Dot and Wakko didn't look convinced. "You think?" Wakko asked hesitantly.

"Yakko Warner doesn't think, sib, he just knows. Besides," he smirked. "When has peoples opinions about us ever mattered before?"

Wakko and Dot look at each other. Dot shrugged at Wakko with a small smile on her face. "He's right, ya know."

Wakko smiled. "Yeah...I guess you have a point."

"Come on sibs. Let's get back up to the tower and find the butter."

Wakko jumped excitedly to his feet. "Ooo! Ooo! Can I be in charge of the butter too!?"

Yakko looked at the invisble audience with his eyes half closed before turning to his brother. "Ahhhhh, maybe I should do the butter, kay Wak?"

***
Three days later, Mike walked into a Pool Hall, smirking to himself at some old familiar faces. His two goons from the first story that no one remembers were playing pool in the very back. They both stopped as his shadow fell over the pool table.

Ian, the taller of the two, was shocked. "Mike? You're outta the slammer!"

"Yeah yeah no thanks to you disloyal slugs. Bailing as soon as the cops rolled in. You're lucky I need your help or I'd really give you a piece of my mind. Both of you buffoons follow me. We got some brats to dip."

***
Mike and his goons sat in Mike's beat up sedan as Mike watched the Warner Bros. lot through a pair of binoculars. He had just filled his cohorts in on what he had been up to since being back.

"Anti-Toon movement, huh?" Ian laughed. "I didn't know you were into politics, Mike."

Mike scoffs. "Like I give a hoot about politics. It's just a cover. The city will be so wrapped up in arguing sides that no one will have the time to notice anything else." Mike chortled. "That gives me the golden opportunity to put my REAL plan into action."

"Gee, Mike, you sure you dont want to run for office? You got that ulterior motive thing down."

Dale blinks at the binoculars dimly.

"You think it's a good idea to be spying around here after-"

"Can it! There they are." Mike snapped.

Mike watched through the binoculars as the Warners zipped around causing mayham for mayham's sake. Just seeing them made his blood boil. "I'm going to make those stupid kids pay for getting my locked up." Mike snickered. "Lucky for me the goverment's stupid policy doesn't stop people from caring about a guy borrowing a bunch of inkspots to do their jobs..." He grinned. "All it took was a little kissing up to the warden and I got out 5 years early for good behavior."

As Mike bragged, his cohorts chuckled menacingly. "Let's go grab those kids now while no ones-"

Dale got cut off by Mike smacking him on the back of the head. "Don't you remember last time, nitwit? Those annoying brats are way too good together."

"How are we gonna get em, then?"

Mike shoved the binoculars in Ian's face. "You see that tall one over there?" He points to Yakko, leading his siblings as they ran from an angry Ralph. "If we're gonna do anything, we gotta take care of that one first." He turns to Ian and Dale, a smirk on his face. "That's where you two come in."

"What? Why do we gotta be the ones to off the kid?" Ian grumbled.

"Because I can't set foot anywhere near the studio without getting caught, stupid!" Mike yelled, delivering another smack to the head. "Besides, no one will recognize you two. You weren't in the first installment long enough to leave an impression."

Ian and Dale rub their heads and nod.

"Got it, Boss. We'll get the kid outta the way for you." Dale said.

"Good. Once their meddling older brother isnt around to call the shots, getting rid of the other two will be easy."

Ian and Mike go to get out of the car.

"One more thing boys. Make sure that once you have the others you bring Wakko directly to me." Mike glared at the middle Warner sibling through the binoculars. "I want him to know exactly who was behind their defeat." Mike grinned an evil grin.