Brown eyes, blue with contacts in.

That's what she often saw when she looked into a mirror, shiny and clear with a strange innocence within them.

She hated them, she hated herself.

Sixteen years old and beyond confused, one minute she was laughing it up with her former boyfriend and show biz partner now she was angsting in her bathroom emotionally tearing herself apart.

A smile crossed her furry face, she was depressed and drowning in a sea of self hate.

It's such a cliche' she thought, her fingers were gripping the sides of the sink a little tightly as if she was going to fly away if she realized her feelings were natural.

But she was a toon, such things were looked down on when you're a toon.

Why did I fight with him? Babs kept on smiling as she left the bathroom, the memory of the fight kept playing over in her head.

It driven a wedge between her and Buster is far there was no mending the damage.

Sighing she went into her room, all most time for school and she still hasn't got dressed.

How did our lives change so much? Babs thought, over the course of two years after Tiny Toons Adventure was canceled Acme Acres fell into the hands of outside influences.

Such as the action junkies, animeshon otaku (Animation hardcore fans), overseas businesses and Bladerunner fanatics.

This resulted in the town's renewal as a anime fan's wet dream, tall buildings, computer terminals everywhere, high technology and cat girls galore.

Along with the new structures a new name was in place, Acme Acres was now Neo-Tokyo.

Neo-Tokyo was also a haven for criminals, which meant there was drug dealers, bank robbers, psycho killers around every corner.

To combat this the police started to use mechanized armour, cyber suits as they are called. This only made the problem even worse as the criminals got worse.

None of this really worried Babs anyway, as long as she can live to regret another day she's fine.

Out the door and onto the streets Babs headed for the school.

She too one last deep breath before going down the path she've taken for oh so long.

This is the day of Babes Bunny.

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First trip was to the lockers, where she found Sherli Aloon and Plucky talking about some dance at the end of the month.

Babs, who would normally jump in and give her input but the mention of Buster and another girl made her sick.

Babs quietly slid by them without being knowdist, the next place she head to was math class.

Nothing eventful happened there or in Computer class, nor in languages.

Nothing happened until after lunch where Babs met her.

"Hello, Fifi" Babs said in the best French she could muster, "how are you doing?"

Fifi giggled and spoke in broke English, "Al'right, moi is, how do you say, searching for a date for the dance."

A smile twitched Babs' face, but she mentally smacked it off before Fifi saw it.

"I'm sure you'll find someone, Furball or Hampton maybe?" Babs placed a hand onto Fifi's shoulders.

So soft an- Babs snapped out of those thoughts, she placed on a reinsuring smile.

"Furballs got someone and I can't get a hold of Hampton, but thank you."

Fifi gave Babs a quick hug and walked towards her class.

Babs dodged into a nearby bathroom, she checked under the stalls and then locked the door.

You're pathetic Babs thought as she looked into the mirror, she taken off her school uniform's jacket and placed it onto another sink so it wouldn't get wet.

She's straight, you are messed up. Turning the water on she splashed some water onto her face, she looked into her eyes.

Arching her fist back and letting it rip she made the glass shatter, she still saw her eyes.

Washing away what blood that leaked out of her cuts she had on more thought before finishing the school day.

So cliche'.

()()()()()()Author's corner()()()()()()()

I bet a lot of you readers are wondering why I am doing a Shoujo-ai (girl love) story in the Tiny Toons universe?

Well the idea came over me one night playing with my HTML editor and I started to type.

What came out is the begining of what you are reading.

Plus it has been kind of dead in this section for while too.

Later.