DISCLAIMER: I obviously do not own the Looney Tunes franchise or Warner Bros., this was purely made as a joke.
Chapter 1: A Crash and Burn
MARCH 2, 1950
Elmer Fudd's POV
"Elmer...Elmer..." My mother says in a tender voice. I slowly open my eyes. She's wearing her Sunday outfit, which she usually only wears on strolls in the park or other outdoor activities. I don't know why she's wearing it on a... THURSDAY?! I look over at my clock. "It's 9:15! I'm gonna be late for school!", I say as I spring up out of my bed and rip through my dresser. My mom stops me and says, "Elmer, it's your tenth birthday! Your father and I have decided to spend the day with you, so you will not be going to school. Now get dressed and come down for breakfast." She closes the door and goes downstairs. Gee, I thought, it's my tenth birthday! I was fascinated for some reason that I'd been alive for a decade. I put on a red cap, a yellow t-shirt and some denim jeans.
As I come down for breakfast, I can smell the beautiful aroma of buttred sausage links, crispy bacon, and scrambled eggs. My stomach rumbles as I sit down at the dining room table. Mom puts my plate in front of me and pours some orange juice into my glass. Across the table, Dad's reading a newspaper while sipping a cup of coffee, grinning from time to time. I'm assuming he's reading the comics. I quickly gobble down my meal, and we all head outside for the station wagon.
"Where are we going?", I asked mom.
"It'll be a surprise honey."
It was a nice, sunny day. After about 15 minutes, we slow to a stop. I look outside and-
"It's the fair!" I yell in delight. I couldn't wait to go on all of the rides. Mom pays for our tickets, and we all head into the great wonderland. Dad suggests we should start slow and easy on the ferris wheel, worried he'll throw up.
The ferris wheel is bright blue and white, and almost taller than all of the rides at the fair. We give our tickets to the operator, and we rise up in the ferris wheel. It looked amazing from up here! I could see every ride. One of them caught my attention the most: the sky drop. It looked very thrilling, to slowly rise up and come flying down! I begged my mom to take us there, and she finally gave in.
We make our way over to the sky drop, and I can smell the tasty popcorn and corndogs as we pass. Maybe Pop'll buy us some popcorn after this, I think to myself. Once again, we give the operator our tickets, and get on the ride. We have to get on the other side of the ride because there were so many people. "Alright everyone, make sure to buckle up and pull the headlock down...", the operator continues speaking loudly through a megaphone. I reach my hand out to pull out the seat belt and-
Jammed.
I try to pull down the headlock and-
Jammed.
Terrified, I try to ask mom or dad to help, but the operator is too loud. The ride starts. My heart is racing. Again, I scream for help, but the ride is too loud, and everyone was already too focused on the ride, anxiously waiting for it to plummet. Halfway there. My life flashes before my eyes. I see myself holding a shotgun, running after... what looks like a very tall rabbit. I also see me eating... a sandwich filled with cheese? Ew. I was too caught up in my thoughts when I
Heard.
The ride.
Stop.
As the ride plummets 80 miles an hour, I am sent flying up in the air. It wasn't nearly as pleasant seeing the fair up here. I stop in the middle of the air, and come plummeting down 90 miles an hour, getting faster each second! I say my final goodbyes. I crash into a hotdog stand, smashing my jaw and limbs. All I heard were screams for a few seconds.
And then it all went black.