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I am truly sorry for leaving this behind.
I totally forgot about my fanfictions, all of them, not just this story. I was looking through random stories and, well; I actually found this. I feel horrible for not finishing the story and just leaving it, but I've been busy with things. So I'm doing this chapter now for you guys!
…It may not fully match with the story though; I haven't done this in a while.
WARNING… This chapter might not be suitable for younger readers, it involves descriptions of death, do not read if you do not want to.
So, please read and I hope you enjoy this messed up chapter.
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Title: Story Time
Hidden by shadows he went towards his best friend, ducking every time a bomb was thrown over his head, Daffy never noticing that Bugs was coming. It wasn't until the two were mere inches apart from each other's face that Daffy realized that his friend was by him. A girly scream left his lips as the katana slipped form his grasp, smiling broadly at the rabbit.
"Great to see ya, Bugs. Here to help me, I see."
"Daffy, you know I love ya'. You know I would do anything to keep you and your son safe, I would even give up my own life. Listen to what I have to say…"
His jade black eyes widen at his words, reaching over towards the cradle, pulling the little feathered duckling into his arms. When Bugs reached a hand out towards the duckling Daffy snarled, slightly turning away for his child wouldn't be touched by his companion.
"Imagine, it's a beautiful December day, it's Christmas, and we're all celebrating the holiday. Everyone is there, everyone, including Plucky. We're passing around presents, you're holding Plucky with a smile on your face, and everyone is joyful. We're making jokes, we're all laughin' away, doc."
"What are you talking 'bout, Bugs?"
Lola heard Daffy question as she crouched in the darkness, slowly coming up to the two, no one seeing her in the shadows. The other rabbit frowned, the tips of his fingers brushing against his friend's arm, watching as the duck flexed in fear.
"A window crashes, glass flung every where. All of us look towards the window, there's Sever, the leader of the Red Army, and his men right behind him. Without mercy they attack us, none of us ready for such a blow.
Before our eyes we watch as Sylvester holds a pregnant Penelope in his arms, both of them being killed by gun shots. Sylvester and Penelope lose their lives while their baby is never born. Taz tries his best to fight off Luther, but the Black Panther is too strong and Taz is pulled to pieces. Though Wile E. tried his best to use his machines to fight off them off, it's not use, they kill him, too. Each of our friends are killed, that's not enough for Sever…"
"S-Stop it, Bugs, stop it! You're saying crazy things!"
He barked, horror dancing in his eyes while fear clouded his features, but Bugs never stopped. Though terribly upset at seeing the fear on his face, all the rabbit did was reach over and brush Plucky's cheek, the little baby giggling in his sleep.
"We, you and I, try to fight off Sever, but we no match for the lion. He takes us down, not killing us, just making us too weak to fight back. All we can do is lay there by the burning Christmas tree, watching as he picks up Plucky, the first born baby. He stares at him, long and hard, as though deciding not to kill him before us. Sever looks at us and instead of getting our wish, we get to watch as he's pulled to pieces, feathers becoming limbs, until nothing is left…."
"That hasn't happened, Bugs, why are you saying this?"
"It could happen, Daffy, it could. Those monsters could just go crazy one day and attack us with no mercy, you know they would. I don't care if I died while they came, but to know that your one and only child died would be the death of me. We have to give him away; Plucky can't live this life, not when we're all being hunted by the Red Army."
"B-But body guards…"
"Will not always protect us, Daffy, you know it. We need to put him with a different family; all of us will have to do that if we have kids."
Lola spoke up from behind his back, not seeing that his eyes were filling up with tears, the duck trying his best to stay calm. He closed his eyes, thinking to himself while he kissed the duckling's forehead. Finally, he passed Plucky to Lola, the woman cradling the duckling in her arms like he was her child. She headed towards the entrance while Daffy and Bugs stood there, the rabbit placing his hand on the duck's shoulder.
At the contact, Daffy flung himself into his friend's arms, crying hysterically while he was held tightly by Bugs. Smoothing words were whispered to him as Lola and Jim headed towards the open doors, where the two of them would go find a new family for the little duck. Daffy cried till he almost threw his heart up, never stopping for an hour straight, Bugs there the entire time.
The Looney Toons gang didn't know that all of them would know Daffy's pain though.
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(Present time, Ferris wheel)
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"That was kind of cold what Bugs did to you."
"No, it was needed. I wouldn't have let you go any other way."
"What's the 'Red Army'? A bunch of thugs or something?"
"I wish… The Red Army is a group of toons that kill other toons that are more famous then them, they're a bunch of whacks. Sever, who is a lion, is the man who started the entire army, along with Luther. They don't attack often, but when they do it's always big. We haven't been attacked yet, but other toons have and they've also been killed."
"They haven't attacked you in years? Jeez… What a waste of time, are you sure they're even real?"
Daffy huffed at his question, staring at the lock of green hair in front of the teenager's face, noting to himself that Plucky needed a haircut. The two were now leaning against each other, waiting for the Ferris wheel to be fixed.
"Yeah, they're real, Jim even said so."
"Jim said so? Ain't he a bad guy that's built upon money or something?"
"He might be a jerk, but he's not that bad. He told there was a Red Army and all of us believe the guy, we know it's true. Sure, if we had kids their would be less time for acting, more money spent on the children, and less money coming in the studio…"
The ending of his sentence was barley above a whisper, Plucky not hearing his words as he raised an eyeridge, tilting his head to the side. Daffy slammed his hand against the side of the metal gate as an announcer said that the ride was fixed and everyone would get down soon. With all the hate he had ever felt in his life, he said with venom dripping from his voice…
"Jim and I are gonna talk."
…To Be Continued…
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That's it, thanks for reading.
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Have a great day!
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