A/N: Heya! I'm back with a new chapter! Again, nothing too creepy in this one. Things will get unsettling, however, from Chapter 3, which I plan to be a little more descriptive and graphic, but not to the point where is unreadable, so no worries.

Disclamer: Looney Tunes and Tiny Toons belong to WB. Robert Taylor belongs to Roxy Goth. That being said, let's go!

Chapter 2

While walking back to where the rest of the toons were, Buster decided to ask the guy some questions. After all, working in one of the biggest cartoon companies ever and getting to meet the stars had to be quite an experience.

"So Robert, you must've had a favorite Looney Tune while working at WB. Who was it?" But before Robert could form an answer, Monty, who hadn't been so talkative, joined the discussion immediately.

"What kind of a question is that? There's no doubt who he liked the most, and that is Yosemite Sam!" he added the last bit with a smug look on his face.

Buster frowned. "That two-feet-tall so-called cowboy whose hat is bigger than himself is nothing more than a bumbling imbecile. Bugs, on the other hand, always gets the best of his enemy, no matter who that is. He's the toughest and the smartest out of all Looney Tunes."

"Ya call that mangy buck-toothed buffoon tough?! He couldn't lift a stone if he put all his effort into it. Sam, however, works out everyday and an scare even the toughest bandits of the Wild West just by glaring at them! Your mentor couldn't scare a crow, ha!" the boy laughed rudely, infuriating the rabbit even more.

"Oh yeah? Well guess what! Bugs may not be that strong, but what he lacks in his physique, he makes up with brains and clever comebacks. Can't say the same 'bout your mentor, can you?"

Monty, steam coming out of his ears, jumped at Buster and the two became nothing more than a cloud of white dust.

"Actually, my favorite Looney Tune were neither Yosemite Sam, neither Bugs Bunny."

That was something that made both boys stop fighting, remaining frozen in a rather funny position, with Monty pulling Buster's ears and the bunny ready to punch him. They stayed like that for a second before regaining their normal composures.

"Then who was it?" asked Buster.

"Elmer Fudd." A beat.

Both of their jaws dropped in disbelief. They looked at each other as if to make sure that none of them misheard what the man had just said.

"You gotta be kiddin'." Said Monty after a few moments. "What does that dummy have that our mentors don't?!"

Despite the boy's rough attitude, Robert remained calm and continued walking, with the kids beside him. "Nothing," was the surprisingly short answer. "Elmer wasn't any more special than the other toons. It was just the fact that with him I got along the best out of them all. He was a good listener and a good friend over all. When I left the Studio and I had to say goodbye to them, I knew that he was the one I was going to miss the most, and that he was going to miss me as well."

"Then why did ya leave?" asked Monty.

"Because my mother wasn't feeling well and my job there took a lot of time. No matter how much I loved it at Warner Bros. I knew that family came first. And after my mother began to feel better, I saw no reason to go back. I also found a better job so…" A few quiet minutes passed. None of them said anything, captive in their own train of thoughts.

Buster didn't want to judge him, since he had just met him, but he couldn't help but wonder… If he and Elmer were such good friends then why hadn't the hunter ever mentioned him? Or the other Looney Tunes? That alone made Buster feel a bit... confused, to say the least. Looking over at Monty, he knew that this thought hadn't even crossed the brat's mind. Of course. Max couldn't have been able to recognize something fishy was going on. Or maybe… was he overthinking it? Yes. Yes, that must be it. Robert seemed like such a nice and well-intentioned guy. Plus, what would he win out of this by lying? He was deep in thought when suddenly a voice called his name.

"Buster, what on Earth took you so long! Me and Elmyra were getting a bit worried. We were just gonna… who's this?" the pink bunny pointed at Robert.

Realizing that being the leader of the Tiny Toons, meant he was going to have to introduce the ex-employee to his friends and then convince them to not panic because (theoretically) he wasn't a stranger, Buster removed all of those thoughts from his mind and, clearing his throat, said:

"Uh, yes. Hey! Everyone come here please, for a moment!" Once all of the toons where gathered around him, the bunny took that as the opportune moment to make the introductions. "I would like you all to meet an ex-employee and a good friend of the Looney Tunes that me and Maxie came across while looking for our ball." With that, he stepped aside, so the rest of the kids could be able to see the man: tall and almost too skinny, with very pale and wrinkled skin, silver-white hair (a little darker in certain places, hinting at the color it once was) and eyes so blue, they looked unnatural. "He is Robert Taylor."

Robert smiled and waved at the kids. "Hi."