Buster, Babs, and Plucky were under the grass just outside Michael Jordan's house in the dead of night.
"The view back here stinks!" Plucky complained.
Buster and Babs stopped and saw Michael's house before bumping into Plucky.
"Whoa!" Buster exclaimed.
"Hey!" Babs exclaimed.
"Ow!" Plucky exclaimed. "What?!"
"We're right in front of Michael's house." Buster replied.
"The house of Air Jordan." Babs added. "And yet there's no security guards. Montana Max has security guards."
"I knew that." Plucky scoffed.
"Shh!" Buster shushed.
"Okay, let's go in this way." Babs whispered.
"I'd say let's go in *that* way!" Plucky retorted.
Buster, Babs, and Plucky went in different directions. Buster and Babs went into Michael's house, while Plucky went to the backyard, more specifically the dog's house.
"He just never learns." Buster shrugged.
"Just like his mentor before him." Babs agreed.
While Buster and Babs went inside Michael Jordan's house, Plucky was in an area so dark, he could not see himself, except for his eyes.
"Jeez, this gives me flashbacks to where me and Buster got arrested." He said to himself. "Now, let me see. I must be very, very close."
Plucky light a lighter to show light to the area he was in, only to be faced with Michael's bulldog, Charles, who was growling at him.
"Mother." Plucky squeaked, in a nervous voice.
The outside of the doghouse was shaking while Charles was attacking Plucky, the latter of which was screaming in terror and agony. Meanwhile, Buster and Babs came into the house from under a rug.
"Nice digs." He complimented.
"These aren't digs. These are." Babs replied, pulling out a couple of shovels.
After the two rabbits fixed the ring, there was a knock on the front door.
"Well, well, I wonder who that could be?" Babs said.
"Santa Clause?" Buster guessed.
Babs and Buster opened the front door, revealing Plucky, who was dazed, bruised, and was seeing stars.
"Twinkle, twinkle, little star..." He sung in a dizzy tone, before falling onto the floor.
"How I wonder what you are!" Babs continued.
"Shh." Buster whispered. "Everyone's sleeping."
Babs zipped her lips shut
"I knew that." Plucky replied, getting up.
After Buster closed the door behind Plucky and Babs , the three walked down the hall, searching for Michael's basketball gear. They searched various rooms in the corridor, only to find no such luck (and no, I don't mean that bad episode of The Loud House, a Nickelodeon cartoon that is overrated nowadays). Eventually, they decided to check upstairs. Once they got upstairs, they looked inside Jasmine's room, to see her with a lot of Tiny Toon Adventures merchandise.
"You think she's got enough toys?" Plucky asked, in a quiet voice.
"Speaking of toys, you know all these mugs and T-shirts and lunchboxes with our pictures on 'em?" Buster asked.
"Yeah." Plucky replied.
"It's better she has merchandise of us than those Toddler Titans." Babs shuddered.
"We shouldn't speak of them." Buster replied.
"They do not deserve mentioning." Plucky shuddered.
Unbeknownst to the blue rabbit, pink rabbit, and green duck, Jasmine had awoken and saw their shadows as the three walked out of the room. She got out of her bed, and followed them, wanting to see them. All the while, Buster, Babs, and Plucky were talking, and unaware that Jasmine saw them. They walked into a room at the end of the hall, all while Jasmine watched with a smile on her face.
"We have found the trophy room." Buster informed.
"Now spread out and search this place." Babs added.
Plucky bowed.
"Yes sahib and mademoiselle." He said. "Oh brother."
He went to turn on a lamp before starting to mutter to himself.
"I am in the peak of the form, playing second banana to some sort of harebrains..." He muttered to himself.
"Yap, yap, yap." Buster replied.
"Buster, look what I found!" Babs informed, pointing to Michael's North Carolina bag.
Buster picked the bag up.
"Hmm, this could be useful." He said.
Plucky was digging through one of the drawers on the dresser while Buster picked up one of Michael's sneakers, put it in the bag, and began searching for the other matching sneaker. All the while, Babs was staring at a portrait of Michael Jordan playing Basketball for the Chicago Bulls.
"But, he's from North Carolina, and isn't a Bull." She said.
"Where is that other shoe?" Buster asked, looking around. "Where are you?" He asked, in a sing-song voice.
Finally, he saw the matching sneaker on the stand.
"Eureka!" He exclaimed, getting a chair to stand on. "Come to papa."
What neither Buster, Babs, nor Plucky noticed is that Jasmine was peaking into the room, watching them. While he was climbing up, Buster slipped, causing the trophy to fall to the floor, before Babs could catch it.
"What a fuzz foot!" Plucky snapped. "You are so clumsy!"
Buster reached for the sneaker and knocked it off.
"Catch, feather head." He said.
Plucky caught it with the bag.
"Thanks." He said.
While Jasmine left to inform her brother of the three Tiny Toons in the house, Buster, Babs, and Plucky were about ready to leave the house.
"Well, time to go." Buster informed.
"Did we get everything?" Plucky asked.
"I think we do." Babs replied.
All three of them realised what they were missing.
"The shorts!" The three yelled.
Plucky went to check a door. Unfortunately for Daffy's student, when he opened the door, there was Charles, snarling at Plucky again, but this time, he had the shorts in his teeth, much to Plucky's surprise and horror.
"I found the shorts." He informed, in a scared voice.
"And the dog." Babs added.
Suddenly, the door collapsed on top of Plucky as Charles came in. The duck and two rabbits tried to calm Charles down with the offers of a bone and ham, only for both to face the opposite of what they were hoping for. Just when things looked bleak for Buster, Babs, and Plucky, Michael's three kids, Jasmine, Marcus, and Jeff, came into the room.
"Ooh! The kids are here." Buster said.
"The more the merrier, am I right?" Babs asked.
Jeff went to grab the shorts from Charles, only for the dog to latch on to them. Eventually, Jeff managed to pull the shorts out of Charles' teeth, and give them to Buster.
"Here you go, Buster." He said, giving the shorts to him.
"Thanks, kid." Buster chuckled, giving a thumbs up.
After Charles was shooed away, Buster, Babs, and Plucky walked out of the room.
"Hey, where are you going?" Jeff asked.
Buster explained to the kids that Michael Jordan was playing a basketball game with the Tiny Toons, and asked the kids not to tell anyone before he, Babs and Plucky left the house.
Meanwhile, the NBA players who talents were stolen were visiting a Fortune Teller (no, not Shirley).
"I see aliens. Little aliens from outer space. They force their way inside your bodies. They need your talent to win a basketball game against Buster and Babs Bunny, no relation." She said. "I also see Michael Jordan, being sucked down a golf hole by furry creatures, who are also the classmates of Buster and Babs."
The NBA Players didn't believe her, and left in annoyance.