Hey! I'm back, Happy New Year! Hope you all enjoy this chapter.

I do now own Looney Tunes, Rhythm, Pete or anyone else from Warner Brothers.

Warning: Swearing

The group of toons, consisting of Bugs, Daffy, Porky, Wile.E, Roadrunner, Yosemite, Granny, Speedy, Tweety, Lola, Pepe and Penelope [Marvin having had to stay with the spaceship as there was nowhere to land it], edged down the hall as the key chords of the film 'Psycho' rang in all of their heads.

After a few minutes of this [it was a very long corridor] Sam bellowed. "Would ja turn that racket off ya flee-bitten varmint!? We're tense enough as it is!"

Pepe - who had been the one playing the violin - shrugged eloquently and exchanged a smile with Penelope as he said. "I thought it may break ze ice, non?"

Penelope giggled and shook her head. Pepe sighed dramatically and carefully placed the violin back into his hammerspace.

Bugs rolled his eyes to the heavens. If they got through this next couple of chapters without murdering each other it would be a miracle.

They made it to the end of the corridor where there was another door. "What the fuck does he think this isth? Alicsth in fucking Wonderland?" Daffy exploded before literally kicking the door open and announcing in his loudest possible voice. "Rhythm - you pain in the tail-feathers - either you give Elmer back thisth minute or I introdusth you to a world of pain! And trusth me I can do it! I've reduced Doctor Scratchensiff and Porky to tearsth! I have literally hit Adolf Hitler over the head with a mallet!" *Beat* "True, it was a Caricature and had been instructed not to hit me back, but it sthill counts! So don't think I won't do the same to you if you don't hand my immediate younger brother back THISTH INSTANCTH!"

A cold echoing laugh sent shivers down everyone's spine and the back wall moved as if an optical illusion and Rhythm literally stepped out the wall while laughing and applauding slowly. "An entrance fit for a ham." Rhythm said, slowly walking towards them.

"H-h-hey!" Porky said, sharply. "Th-th-there's no need to be rude!"

Rhythm momentarily looked taken aback at being called out, but quickly regained himself and said, smoothly. "I take it you are here for the toon?"

"His name is Elmer." Lola stated, folding her arms and glaring. "And obviously we are, yes. Now where the hell is he?"

Her older siblings made noises of agreement and for the first time a shadow of doubt spread across Rhythm's face, as if he was just realising for the first time that maybe getting about twenty Toons who all hated him into one room wasn't the best idea he'd ever had.

"Don't worry, I'll give him back to you as soon as you complete on of these three challenges." Rhythm said, an unpleasant smirk spreading across his face. "Either you can challenge me and Pete in a game of Basketball-"

Bugs gave a sharp laugh and tapping Daffy on the arm, whispered. "Oi knew de author would have ta mention Basketball at some point."

"Excuse me, Rabbit." Rhythm said, glaring at Bugs "I am speaking here."

. "Oh, so it's moi toirn now den." Bugs said, happily pushing past his siblings in order to walk straight up to Rhythm and stand as close to him as possible. "Oi take it de whole point of dis is so dat you can prove how good YOU are and how shit we are, right?"

Rhythm did a subtle double take, but didn't back away or anything, instead just seemed vaguely amused as Bugs continued ranting. "Well in DAT case how about WE set YOU the three challenges and if you fail we get Elmer back, deal?"

"And if you lose?" Rhythm purred.

Bugs narrowed his eyes. "You get ME."

Rhythm's eyes lit up at that and he stroked his chin thoughtfully. While he was doing that Daffy lunged forward and grabbed his insane younger brother by the arm while hissing. "Hey, rabbit, I'm the one who's meant to have a screw loosth 'round here! The hell are you sacrificin'' yourself to Rhythm for-!?"

Bugs rolled his eyes surreptitiously and whispered in the duck's ear. Daffy kept his face completely straight - totally unreadable as a matter of fact - then said, darkly. "...Just don't fuck it up, Bugsth."

Before Bugs could response Rhythm snapped his fingers and regained control of the situation. "Okay, you've got yourself a deal. What's the first challenge?"

"Ah-ah." Bugs waggled a finger at him. "Show us Elmer first."

"That wasn't the deal."

"How else do we know you're not bluffin'? Show us Elmer or there's no game, simple."

Rhythm smirked and said. "If you insist. Pete - bring the human-toon down, will you?"

Lola's fists balled up and Porky gave her hand a squeeze, reminding her to keep calm. Across from him and behind Rhythm, Wile.E looked slightly disturbed and held up a sign that said. 'The rabbit does know what he's doing, right?'

Trying not to make his movements to obvious, Porky mouthed. 'Yes.' back at the coyote, hoping the 'super-genius' wouldn't feel compelled to contradict him or go on a rant about something.

Wile.E didn't rant, mainly because there was a loud clang and a glass box was lowered from the ceiling, supported by four ropes. Inside the box was Elmer who appeared to be in a state of suspended animation, similar to Snow White.

His siblings stared up at the box like 'Is this guy serious?'

Lola blinked and turned to Rhythm. "Mr Rhythm, don't you think you're going a little overkill here? I mean, he's what? Unconscious? What do you think he's going to do? Make a run for it?"

"Letsth face it, even if he'sth awake he wouldn't have the braincells to think of that. One of us would have to drag him away." Daffy commented.

The others all nodded and it was now Rhythm's turn to look confused. "Just set the challenges, rabbit-"

"Wabbit." Bugs corrected. Seeing the black man's face look even more confused he explained. "It's an Elmer-ism that's stuck. 60 plus years, ya know. Long time." And he flicked his eyes up to the glass box with a fond smile.

"Whatever!" Rhythm snapped. "I haven't got all day. Start, you stupid inkblot."

Daffy's eyes narrowed and he opened his beak, but Bugs put an arm across him to calm him. "Okay, Doc." The rabbit said, deliberately calmly. "Let's see if you're as good as a Toon."