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There was a beat after that and then Bugs said, somewhat awkwardly. "Eh...nice ta see ya to, Hazel."

The witch turned to look at Bugs like she'd never seen him before. "I don't remember speaking to you..." She looked him up and down. "...Rabbit."

Bugs did a double take and folded his arms across his chest while behind him the other toons looked at each other, like 'Did she really just say that?'

"Eh..." Bugs began. "...Nice one, Hazel. Very amusin' , now shall we go cos we are on a deadline an' we need at least a good couple of of hours to wrestle Lola out of DC world - I'll explain back on the ship - so les go-"

Hazel just smiled and clicked her fingers. At least ten guards came down the stairs and stood behind the witch like some sort of flash mob or something.

"Guards, lock them up." Hazel ordered before turning on her heel and walking off.

Bugs watched her go, dumbfounded. "What's up wiv ya!?" He yelled after her while the guards shoved them all back into the [single] cell. "Even Elmer's not this bad and he's one of the most annoyin' siblings we have!"

"That's a bit harsh, dear." Granny said, her voice muffled because she was pressed against the cell wall.

Bugs rolled his eyes, he'd forgotten Granny's habit of leaping to other toons defence even if it wasn't needed.

He thought for a moment then asked. "Gossamer? Can you show us a flashback of what happened when you and Witch-Loonatic first got here?"

The red-mop nodded and, with a bit of effort, managed to create a flashback.

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[Approx 5 and a half months ago]

Both Gossamer and Hazel screamed loudly as they fell through the air, landing in an un-dignified heap in the middle of a forest.

Hazel got up and dusted herself off before helping Gossamer up. The two of them looked around cautiously.

"Gossamer..." Hazel began. "I don't think we're in Toontown anymore. Where are we?"

Gossamer said something that Bugs couldn't understand, but Hazel clearly did because she said, exasperatedly. "I can TELL we're in a forest! Which forest!?"

The monster didn't get to reply because at that moment the ground started shaking and the sky turned a dark grey. Gossamer and Hazel both shrieked and clutched each other before simultaneously wondering what the hell they were doing and arming themselves, Hazel with her wand while Gossamer grabbed a mallet out of hammerspace.

The dark sky turned out to be a clump of flying monkeys who swooped down alarmingly and landed on the ground with expert precision. One of the flying monkeys - the leader, Bugs reasoned - stepped closer to Hazel and Gossamer and started speaking to them rapidly. Bugs had no idea Hazel and Gossamer could speak 'flying monkey' but apparently they could because they showed no issue understanding the head monkey who seemed to be explaining to them they needed to come back to the castle.

The scene then switched to the inside of the castle where Hazel and Gossamer were looking around in awe. "I don't know about you, Gossy." Hazel was saying. "But I could get used to this style of living. Look!" She suddenly darted over to a suit of armour. "I've always wanted one of these! I had one actually, but then I accidently brought it to life with a potion and never got around to getting another one." There was a silence while Hazel reminisced.

The head Flying-Monkey chose this opportunity to present Hazel with a familiar-looking witches hat. "Your Majesty. Here is your hat. We have cleaned it three times."

Gossamer and Hazel shared a look and Hazel took the hat by its edge and looked at it, gingerly. "Thank you..." She said, clearly insincerely.

The monkeys looked at her expectantly and Hazel put the hat on and took her mirror out. "I suppose it looks nice." She said, doubtfully. "What do you think, Gossamer?"

The red monster grinned and gave a thumbs up.

[Flashback ends]

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Bugs did a double take. "Is dat it?" He asked. "She seemed alright then and now she's more wakko than Wakko! De hell happened?"

Gossamer shrugged and held up a sign that said. 'I don't know. It's been a long 5 months. She just got worse and worse. Kind of crept up gradually, you know?'

"When did she lock you in ze cage?" Pepe asked.

Gossamer nodded and created another flashback.

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[About two weeks ago]

Hazel was sitting on a throne that pretty much dwarfed her [having originally being made for the much taller Wicked Witch Of The West] clicking her fingers and saying, loudly. "Goulash! Bring me more of those things like Smarties!"

The leader of the Flying Monkeys turned up holding a tray that had a bag of what looked suspiciously like M&M's on it.

Hazel took the bag and explained. "We can't officially name them because Warner Brothers can't be seen to be favouring one good over another, but we all know what they are."

At this Gossamer, who was mopping the floor, gave a sharp laugh and slung his mop in the bucket.

Hazel glared at him and said, icily. "Is there something you wish to comment on, Gossamer?"

Gossamer looked at her, carefully considered whether it was worth saying what was on his mind. After less than ten seconds thinking time he went into a tirade [in his native language that was subtitled for the other toons benefit] accusing Hazel of being a dictator and becoming vain and selfish. "-Although you were already pretty vain before so I suppose it's just selfish!" He ended, eyes bloodshot and panting heavily.

Hazel regarded him coolly then stood up. "I see. Well. Thank you Gossamer. It's nice that you feel so comfortable as to share your true feeling with me."

Gossamer frowned and folded his arms, wondering where Hazel was going with this. He'd never heard her talk so formally before.

The witch smiled at him and clicked her fingers. "Oh, Goulash." The flying monkey turned up and saluted. "Please take Mr Gossamer to the dungeon."

Goulash pointed out that the cell would be a very tight fit for such a big toon but Hazel was adamant and Gossamer was duly led away.

[End of Flashback]

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As the flashback finished Bugs hummed thoughtfully and tapped his fingers against the bars while trying to ignore Pepe's tail which kept tickling his nose. "Sibs...Oi have an idea."