Meanwhile, the digging Stan has done to the golf hole has resulted in it become super wide.

"This is it! This is it!" Stan yelled. "I don't know where you are, Michael, but wherever you are, you obviously enjoy being there more than spending time with me!"

As Stan is doing his tirade, Buster and Plucky walked past while talking to one another, but neither of them noticed him.

"You better hope this Jordan character still knows how to play hoops." Plucky informed.

"You and me both, Plucky-o." Buster replied. "I don't wanna be taken out of ACME Loo just to become a slave on an alien planet."

"At least we would be safe from Elmyra." Plucky replied.

"Uh, if we lose, she'll be a slave too." Buster informed. "You know that, right?"

Stan noticed them, dropped the shovel, and followed them.

"How's this for a team name: Plucky Duck's Dunkers?" Plucky suggested.

"Sounds like a name your mentor would suggest, except replace 'Plucky' with 'Daffy'." Buster replied. "Or just call it "The Ducks" or something."

"It was just a suggestion." Plucky scoffed.

Stan saw Buster and Plucky jump into the golf hole, then ran over to it.


Back in ACME Acres, the Tiny Toons were working out to a Richard Simmons workout video on TV.

"You're doing it!" Richard exclaimed on the TV. "You're becoming mighty! Go!"

"I could be paying for personal workout sessions!" Montana Max complained.

"Just, like, shut up and move it!" Shirley yelled. "Do you wanna be a slave on an alien planet or some junk? I don't know about you, but there totally won't be much money on Moron Mountain for you when that happens!"

Montana stopped talking after that; sulking as the work-out continued.

"Now shake it!" Richard yelled on the TV. "Keep on sweating!"

As the Tiny Toons were working out, Buster and Babs came into the room.

"Hey guys?" Buster announced.

"Yes?" The other Tiny Toons replied, apart from Montana Max, who yelled "What?!"

"Look who's finally ready to play!" Babs announced.

As Michael Jordan walked into the room, wearing his basketball clothes, the other Tiny Toons looked in awe.

"Let's see if I remember how to do this." He said.

All the Tiny Toons could do is watch in amazement as Michael practised his basketball skills; landing two pointers and three pointers without breaking a sweat. Even Montana Max looked impressed at Michael's skills. It was clear as day that MJ was back in business. After a while of amazing basketball shots and dunks galore, there was the sound of clapping coming from across the gym room. Michael turned to see Stan clapping and grinning from ear to ear like the Grinch.

"Michael!" Stan yelled, in excitement. "Is it really you?"

Stan ran over to Michael in a big hug.

"Thank god you're all right!" He happily yelled. "You're all right! I was so worried."

"Come on, Stan. Don't hug me please." Michael said, sounding annoyed.

Stan quickly let Michael go.

"What are you doing here?" Michael asked.

"I got to take you back." Stan replied. "You have baseball practise."

"I can't." Michael replied. "I'm helping my friends in their basketball game."

Stan turned to the Tiny Toons, who beamed and smiled at him. Apart from Montana Max, who gave a "what are you looking at?" look.

"Uh, Michael, do you know that your friends are cartoon characters who attend a cartoon school?" Stan asked. "More specifically taught by the Looney Tunes? Actually, correct me if I'm wrong, but I thought they played football not basketball."

"Yeah, so?" Michael replied. "Besides, perhaps they decided to do something different for ACME Looniversity."

Stan sweat dropped.

"Doesn't bother you, doesn't bother me." He said, sounding nervous.

Stan decided to change the subject before things got awkward.

"Let me help! Let me help!" He said. "I can help! Let me help!"

"What can you do?" Michael asked.

"He could help me get the bunny-wunny!" Elmyra yelled, running to Buster.

Buster took the ball from Michael's hands, and used his ears to hurl the ball at Elmyra's face. As Elmyra (or as I like to call her: Elmonster) started to see flying basketballs around her head, the ball bounced into Stan's hands, and he began to dribble the ball.

"I may not be very tall, but I'm slow." He said, as he dribbled the ball.

Furrball covered his mouth as he giggled behind Stan's back.

"And a dork." Plucky added, whispering to the Tiny Toons.

"I'll do anything, Michael!" Stan pleaded. "Anything!"

"Anything?" Michael asked.

"Anything!" Stan replied.

Michael lead Stan to one of the benches where Mary Melody and Sweetie were sitting and instructed him to sit on it. He went to sit on the bench, unwittingly about to sit on Sweetie, only for her to fly out of the way at the right moment. She pulled a hammer out with the intent to bonk Stan on the head, only for Babs to confiscate the hammer, causing Sweetie to start sulking.

"Let's go, team!" Stan clapped and cheered.

Then, he turned to Mary.

"You know, if someone gets injured, we could be seeing a lot of minutes." He said.

"Actually, mister, I'm a cheerleader." Mary corrected.

Then, Mary turned to the reader.

"Before this story goes any further, let me explain something here, more to Fickleness16." She said. "Now, your suggestion of having me be an announcer is creative, however, since I'm more like Granny in Tiny Toons, I will be filling her role. Sylvester will be the sole announcer as in the original Space Jam movie, it was mainly Hubie doing the announcing. Don't worry, your suggestion of having the Looney Tunes root for their students, more prominently Sylvester root for Furrball will be included. That is all. Next part please."


Meanwhile, in the human world, there are cars and people surrounding a building. A limo pulled up and a commissioner stepped out of the limo as reporters surrounded him.

"Mr Commissioner, we've got the place sealed off!" A foreman informed.

"Quiet! Ladies and gentlemen, please, quiet!" The Commissioner announced. "Listen, after meeting with team owners, I have decided that until we can guarantee the health and safety of our NBA players, there will be no more basketball this season."

The crowd of people were outraged and started yelling at the Commissioner.


The next chapter is where the big game starts to determine if the Tiny Toons stay in ACME Acres and continue learning at ACME Looniversity, or if they will be taken out of ACME Looniversity and be taken to Moron Mountain to work as slaves at Mr Swackhammer's amusement park for etenity.

Before I sign off, I have a suggestion for RedHood123: Fowlmouth's Swear Jar. Fowlmouth asks Buster to help him with his swearing problem, so Buster gets him a Swear Jar, and explains that whenever Fowlmouth swears, he has to put money in the jar. What follows is a montage of Fowlmouth swearing after numerous incidents such as stubbing a toe and losing a game; it then cuts off before Fowlmouth cusses, then it shows him putting money in the jar. By the end, the jar is full. I'll let you decide how it ends.

See you next time, toonsters.