Angel Veins is back with Chapter 2 of DGNTG! Hope you all liked Chapter 1! A little Baffy heart to heart.
I have decided at the end of this story I will post a final post on it saying the chapter names I had in mind. So read, review and enjoy this chapter! R&R!
Daffy yawned as he woke up from his peaceful slumber. The duck rolled over on to his side, the covers twisting around him. He wasn`t one to easily wake up. He took a glance at the clock sitting on the bedside table. It read: 9 AM. Confusion crossed Daffy`s face as he realised something. If it was 9:00 in the morning then where was Bugs? He usually woke up really early. The rabbit usually came in and woke him up around now. He knew of how late Daffy would sleep in.
Confused as to why Bugs hadn`t put in an appearance yet, Daffy crept out of his room and slowly proceeded towards Bugs'. As he opened the door a crack, he made out the silhouette of a figure lying in the bed. A rabbit.
The black duck crept into the warm room and looked at the rabbit. He was asleep, covers wrapped right round him and ears limp on his shoulders. Daffy went closer, thinking about waking Bugs. Then he stopped. "I should let him rest. He`s probably tired. He`s never one to sleep in." The duck then left the room, smiling as the grey rabbit quietly yawned and turned over in the bed.
Daffy headed towards the lounge and sat in one of the two armchairs facing the TV. He leaned back against the soft material of the armchair, hands searching for the remote. "Where is that darn remote?!" Daffy tried not to shout. He didn`t want to wake Bugs, at least not yet.
Finally, the duck found the remote and turned on the TV. Flicking through the many channels, Daffy settled down to watch a random one. But as the show came on, Daffy saw something he`d never expect on TV.
"This is Elmer J Fudd reporting live from The Great Forest. I`m back into the joy of hunting and I`ve decided to finish off some very important business I left unfinished." The hunter was dressed in his old brown and red hunting clothes and his old gun was in his hands, clenched tightly. He walked slowly and carefully through the forest. Daffy could only watch in slight horror as Elmer proceeded.
"What is he doing?" Daffy whispered quietly. "Why is he here in The Great Forest? I thought he gave up hunting to go and be a news reporter?" The duck focused on Elmer`s previous words. Live. "Looks like he`s juggling both now"
Elmer continued walking on his tiptoes, silver barrel of the gun glinting in the early morning light. Another question struck. Why was the hunter out here so early? From what Bugs told him years ago, Elmer usually entered The Great Forest during mid day. So why the morning? There must be a reason.
The duck watched the screen carefully, studying Elmer. He was studying so carefully and desperately that he was really close up to the screen. He was unaware that he had fallen off his armchair on to the floor, waking Bugs in the process...
The rabbit appeared in the doorway, alarmed and rubbing his eyes, obviously still tired. He looked down at the floor, spotting Daffy. The duck looked back at the rabbit, grinning sheepishly. "Did I wake you?" He stammered. Bugs just shook his head in disbelief and sat in an armchair. He didn`t even tell Daffy to move. He glanced at the TV screen. Brown eyes lit up in amusement as Bugs spotted Elmer on screen. "Ah so Elmer`s back into the hunting eh? And he`s on TV! That`s just made my morning!"
Daffy watched as the rabbit leaned back in the armchair he was sitting in, eyes still on the screen. He didn`t find anything wrong with this; he just thought it was for fun, a simple hunting programme. He has no idea. He doesn`t understand.
The duck thought about speaking his mind, thought about telling Bugs. But he didn`t. He just sat in front of the TV screen, not saying a word. "Bugs won`t understand." Daffy thought. He wanted to desperately say something. Nothing happened as the two watched. Then something did. And it all started after nine words.
"Shh! Be very very quiet, I`m hunting a rabbit"
Alarm set in the duck`s system, even Bugs seemed a bit taken aback. Hunting a rabbit...? Bugs! The grey rabbit was in danger. Daffy knew that. Bugs didn`t. The rabbit got up, stretching and cracking his fingers. "Looks like my morning`s off to an adventurous start!" Then he disappeared from the room. ore fun and games. Daffy felt like following, warning Bugs. Something just wasn`t right. Something will go wrong.
As the duck continued watching the screen, Bugs made his way out into the open. He poked his head up through the rabbit hole`s entrance. He was expecting to be greeted by a gun to the face. Nothing. Elmer wasn`t there...yet. The grey rabbit waited some more, growing more and more impatient by the second. And while he was being impatient, he didn`t notice what was hiding in the bushes not far off from him...
Daffy found himself getting closer to the screen, actually hearing it quietly buzz. Bugs was in danger. He couldn`t get it off his mind. Why would Elmer suddenly start hunting again? And why this early? It didn`t make sense. The duck watched the screen. Nothing happened.
"Daff, are you sure that Elmer`s in the forest this morning?" Bugs voice rang out. "Positive." Daffy replied. "The screen tells it all." Bugs came back into the room looking confused. Daffy looked concerned. He`s still in danger. And he was. The two`s gaze was no longer on the TV screen, when it really should have been...
Somewhere in the near distance, a figure crept forward. The gun glinted in the light. But the gun wasn`t the source of weaponry now. The figure brought out a match and a couple of dynamite sticks. "Goodnight rabbit!" The dynamite sticks were then lit and forced down the hole. The figure could hear the sizzling from the lit sticks and knew it was time to get away. But not far away. The figure crept behind a set of bushes far off and waited for the signs of victory: Smoke, an explosion and burnt and dead rabbit.
Down the rabbit hole, Bugs and Daffy were oblivious to it all. Then, sizzling was heard. "Can you hear that?" Bugs asked, looking around confused. "Yeah." Daffy replied. "Sounds like a bomb or something." The two looked around, hearing the sizzling getting louder. That was when smoke started to rise. The two started coughing, but still searching for the source of the sizzling. It was soon located.
A bunch of lit dynamite sticks had been thrown down the hole. The expression on their faces were expressions of both confusion and anger. "What are these doing here?" Bugs asked aloud. "I don`t know." Daffy replied. The duck thought. "I knew something was going to happen" He thought. "I just knew it."
"Daff!" Bugs called. "There`s too much dynamite! We can`t possibly blow them all out and throw them out! We`ll have to make a run for it!" "But what about your burrow?!" Daffy asked. "There`s no time to worry about that! I`m more worried about our safety, now come on!" "One second!"
The duck ran off deep into the burrow, Bugs calling after him. "Daffy come back!" The rabbit stopped calling as he was interrupted by a loud bang of the first dynamite stick exploding. As it exploded, fires started. More smoke filled the once peaceful home and fire spread quickly. Bugs backed away, terrified. He turned in the direction Daffy had run in two seconds ago. "Daffy come back!"
The black duck carried on through the burrow, despite Bugs' calls for him. He was aware of the fires, the smoke and the danger. He just couldn`t lose this. Daffy entered his room, grabbing the small case he had on his bedside table. He quickly shoved it in amongst his feathers and ran back to Bugs. It would have been easy if there had been no fires or blinding smoke. And the noise the fire made was horrendous and non-stopping. But even though all that was happening, Daffy could still pick up Bugs' faint voice crying for help, crying for him.
"Daffy!" The black duck fought his way through the fire and smoke. He heard two more of the dynamite sticks going off and knew the two were really in danger now. Daffy tried desperately to seek out his friend. He heard coughing in the distance and followed the sound. He found Bugs trapped in a corner, fires spreading in that part of the room and smoke filling the air. The rabbit looked as if he was desperate to breathe, not being able to with all the smoke around. "Daffy." The rabbit wheezed painfully. Then he collapsed.
Daffy gasped. He fought his way through to Bugs, desperate to save him before the nasty flames consumed him. Grabbing the rabbit as gently as he could, he started to make his way out of the burrow. He carried the rabbit out of the hole, just in time. The rest of the dynamite sticks went off, followed by a loud explosion. The black duck kneeled on his knees on the ground with an unconscious Bugs in his lap. "Daffy." The rabbit slowly whispered. "I`m right here Bugs, open your eyes." Nothing.
The duck failed to believe Bugs was dead. A heartbeat was there after all. "Last time I was in a fire, I ended up in a hospital. The nurse said I had collapsed with too much smoke in my lungs, not enough air and feeling dizzy. She said I was probably seeing double because of the amount of orange present." Daffy said. "Hopefully you`ll be fine." The duck looked back at the destroyed burrow. "You`ll just have to do without a hospital just now."
Daffy lay Bugs down on the grass and went to investigate the burrow. It was burnt a lot and covered with black soot. The foul stench of smoke hung in the air. "Who could`ve done something like this?" Daffy muttered. "Huh?" The black duck looked back to see Bugs slowly sitting up, hand holding his head. "Bugs, you're ok!" The rabbit looked slightly confused. "What happened?" He asked. Daffy started to explain.
"Whoa. So you're saying that someone threw lit dynamite sticks down into the burrow, they blew up, started fires, I passed out, you saved me and it all went boom. Correct?" "Correct." The rabbit and duck sat on the grass, going over the events that had just happened. Then, they heard a noise.
"Quick behind here!" Bugs grabbed Daffy by the wrist and they hid behind a set of bushes. They watched as a figure in brown and red clothing with a gun appeared, grinning. "And that`s all." The figure said. "Pleasant dreams rabbit." Bugs and Daffy looked at each other, confused and scared. "Elmer."
"Huh?" The man turned round, a look of confusion on his face. The rabbit and duck ducked, trembling. They could get caught! Luckily, they weren`t. Elmer turned back round. The man took a walkie-talkie from his pocket and spoke into it. "First phase complete. Burrow burned." "Good." They heard. "Well done. And what of the rabbit?" But before Elmer could answer this mysterious person, Bugs and Daffy`s cover was blown. The case fell out of Daffy`s feathers and hit the ground hard. Alerting Elmer.
The hunter turned round. He spotted the rabbit and duck in the bushes. "Hey!" They ran, Elmer chasing. The man spoke into the walkie-talkie. "The rabbit`s still alive! The duck`s with him!" "What?!" A voice boomed heavily out of the walkie-talkie. "They`re making a run for it!" Elmer said. "Get them!"
Elmer ran, chasing after the runaways. Bugs and Daffy sprinted. "Nice going genius!" Bugs said. "I didn`t mean it!" Daffy replied. Bugs just rolled his eyes. They continued running. Elmer continued running too. Sticky situation. Better keep on running. Run, very fast if you please. Steady now. The duck and rabbit quickly hid behind a tree in an empty clearing. They heard footsteps as Elmer ran past them. "Phew." Daffy wiped his brow. Bugs panted, leaning back against a tree that was there. He avoided the duck`s gaze. Daffy felt like Bugs blamed him for what had just happened.
"Bugs-" Bugs silenced him by holding up his hand. "I`m not blaming you. Just a bit shaken up. It`s still early. I`m not used to seeing Elmer`s ugly mug at this time." Daffy held back a laugh. "Let`s go." The two walked off, keeping cautious. Elmer could be anywhere. And he was. "Found you." A bang from the gun. Pounding of hurried footsteps. Sounds of panting. Back to the running.
Bugs and Daffy ran again. The rabbit cast a glance behind, catching Elmer`s gaze. The hunter had an evil gleam in his eyes. Shudder. Cold. Hard. Cruel. Elmer was right on their tails. Suddenly Bugs had an idea. "Quick, this way!" The rabbit grabbed Daffy by the wrist and pulled him another way. Elmer went right past. The rabbit and duck stopped and watched. The hunter didn`t even notice and kept on running.
Daffy grinned. "Nice going Bugs! I think-" "There`s no time to hear what you think Daff!" Bugs cut the duck off. "We need to get out of here!" "What?!" Daffy asked, shocked. Bugs looked at him, brown eyes disturbed. "He`s not gonna stop. We need to go." And for once, the duck agreed. "Ok then. Let`s-" "You sneaky rascals!" The two turned round to see an angry Elmer, gun pointed at them. Both rabbit and duck caught each other`s eye. Then both rabbit and duck ran.
"We need to get somewhere away!" Bugs called. "Agreed!" Daffy yelled back. They ran on and on. Until they reached the end of the forest clearing. They had now entered the street. "If we hurry, we can lose him here!" Bugs shouted to Daffy. The duck nodded. They both sprinted out into the open. People gave them strange glances but they ignored them. All that mattered right now was escaping. They could see the furious hunter exiting the forest area. People started to bombard the hunter seeing as he had a gun. Buying time. Saviours. Luck.
Bugs and Daffy managed to get away from the busy city and soon found themselves in a quiet environment. "What now?" Daffy asked. And for the first time, Bugs didn`t have an answer. "I-I don`t know." Bugs wrapped his arms around himself protectively. He looked at the duck. Daffy looked as if he would either have a breakdown or start furiously yelling. The duck did nothing. "So...we just wander?" Bugs didn`t reply. The two started walking, arms wrapped around themselves. The cold winds were picking up now. There was no noise. It wasn`t a city they were in now. It was just plain, cold land.
"Sir, they seem to have gotten away." "What?!" An angry voice came from the walkie-talkie. "I give you a simple task and already you muck it up! How stupid are you?! You call yourself a hunter?!" Elmer made a shaky reply. "I`m sorry sir. I promise I won`t mess up again-" "No!" Sir made a reply. "I am sending the others to meet you. They shall help. Find them! I don`t care how or when you do it, just bring me that rabbit!" "Yes sir." Elmer said. "Oh and one more thing. If you say it`s alive, bring me it alive." Elmer muttered a quick yes before switching the walkie-talkie off. The hunter sighed before grinning wickedly. "Looks like I`ve got a rabbit to hunt."
Hope you all liked Chapter 2! I enjoyed writing this one. The main events kicked off here. I know that some of the Bugs and Daffy stuff isn't expected and I know. I will put comedy and issues in between the two but I`m mostly aiming for the cute, fluffy and friendly Baffy. Just so you know.