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Nightw2: Glad you're interested. Do you have any idea why there are no other Looney Tunes horror fanfics? My guess is that there's not much that scares most of the Tunes (Sylvester being an exception). Glad you like the setting.
acosta pérez josé ramiro: Thanks for the review. You're right; Sylvester is concerned with Tweety and Aaooga's safety. And Tweety is concerned about Sylvester in some of the cartoons (Like in Tweety's High Flying Adventure for example)
(A/N: This was the first story I had an idea for so I'm updating this one first.)
Where's Tweety?Sylvester was still looking around the room where he'd met that strange canary.
"Why did he leave when I mentioned friends?" Sylvester asked himself. He then thought of something.
"Oh no, I'd better find Tweety before he does!" Sylvester shouted. He ran out of the room to check somewhere else but the sun was setting and the house was getting dark.
"It's awfully dark without the sun." Sylvester said to himself. He was only just able to see. He was able to find a candle on a table next to him.
"Brilliant, a candle." Sylvester said. He picked up the candle and lit a match had among his person.
"Now to see where I am." Sylvester said to himself. He lit the candle and the first thing he saw was a human looking figure, but it was covered in rotting flesh. The figure moaned and walked towards Sylvester.
"Eep." Sylvester squeaked. He ran in the opposite direction and bumped into a grandfather clock.
"Sufferin' Succotash! I didn't know there were zombies here." Sylvester said in shock. He looked at the clock.
"If this house is supposed to be abandoned, why is this grandfather clock still working?" Sylvester asked. Then he remembered the canary that he'd met earlier.
"Just who is that canary?" Sylvester asked himself. He looked out a nearby window and saw the sun had set.
"No use trying to find those two now, better get some sleep." Sylvester said. He settled down under the clock and went to sleep, not knowing that he was close to Tweety and Aaooga.
Aaooga woke up that morning when the sun was rising.
"Morning Tweety." Aaooga said. There was no response.
"Tweety?" Aaooga asked, slightly concerned. She removed the blanket and saw no sign of Tweety, not even a note to say where he'd gone. There was a small patch of blood where he had been sleeping.
"TWEETY!" Aaooga shouted. She did her wolf howl but was still met with no response.
"It's not like Tweety to do this, where did he go?" Aaooga asked in a panic. She started to fly around the room frantically. She saw Sylvester sleeping at the base of the grandfather clock. She debated the possibility that Sylvester had eaten him.
"I hope he didn't… no, if he had eaten Tweety, he'd have eaten me as well. Besides, there are no feathers around his mouth." Aaooga reasoned. Sylvester woke up soon after. He looked around and saw Aaooga. To her surprise, Sylvester didn't leap up to grab her. He just looked at her.
"Hey, where's Tweety?" Sylvester asked.
"I was going to ask you the same question." Aaooga replied. Her expression then turned serious.
"You didn't eat him, did you?" Aaooga asked. Sylvester looked offended.
"I didn't even know where you were hiding. I was looking for you two to get you out of this house." Sylvester replied. Aaooga changed her expression.
"You had no intention of harming us?" Aaooga asked.
"No, I'm more concerned about your safety, this house is haunted." Sylvester replied.
"Then where did Tweety go?" Aaooga asked.
"The only thing I can think off is that he was taken by one of the monsters here." Sylvester replied. Aaooga fainted at the thought of this.
"I'd better wake her up." Sylvester said to himself. He picked her up and went to find a bathroom.
Tweet awoke in an unknown area of the mansion. He looked around and saw he was in a miniature coffin. He felt completely drained but full of energy.
"What am I doing here? And what is this pain in my neck?" Tweety asked. He felt around the back of his neck and felt two bumps. A figure about his size then approached him.
"I see you're awake." The figure said. Tweety's expression changed.
"Where's Aaooga?" Tweety asked.
"She's safe, for the moment." The figure replied. It emerged to reveal the canary that Sylvester had seen.
"Who are you?" Tweety asked.
"I'm the owner of this mansion. Call me Count Sleety." The canary replied.
"Then, how long have you lived here?" Tweety replied.
"All my life." Sleety replied.
"What do you want from me?" Tweety asked.
"Just some company." Sleety replied.
"Excuse me, I have a fiancée somewhere in this house and I have to find her." Tweety said.
"Oh sorry, but I can't let anyone here leave this house without passing a test." Sleety replied.
"What test?" Tweety asked.
"There are three keys around this mansion. If you and your friends can find all three keys, you can use them to unlock the front door." Sleety replied.
"Thanks, but can I just get to my fiancée?" Tweety asked.
"Very well." Sleety replied. He clapped his hands and a door opened.
"Thank you." Tweety said. He flew out of the passage to find Aaooga.
"Soon, your fiancée will be like you." Sleety said with an evil smile.
Sylvester had taken Aaooga to the bathroom that he'd found. He poured some water from the tap and splashed her face, waking her up.
"What was that for?" Aaooga asked.
"You fainted." Sylvester replied.
"Oh, thanks for waking me up." Aaooga said.
"What about Tweety?" Sylvester asked.
"I'm not leaving without him, can you help me find him?" Aaooga asked.
"Certainly, we'll search this mansion form top to bottom." Sylvester replied.
"Then I'll start with the top." Aaooga said.
"Which leave me with the bottom." Sylvester replied.
"Can we call a truce for until we get out of here?" Aaooga asked.
"Certainly, once we're out, I'll leave you two alone for a few days." Sylvester replied.
"Thank you." Aaooga said. They shook hands and split up to find Tweety.
Sylvester reached the basement of the mansion. The basement was filled with old bottles of wine and empty crates.
"Hope Tweety's ok." Sylvester said to himself. He was opening crates in the hope of finding him but found nothing.
"Where is he?" Sylvester asked. He was getting more anxious by the minute. He then felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around and was surprised to see Penelope.
"Penelope, what are you doing here?" Sylvester asked.
"Looking for you, I saw you enter this house and got worried." Penelope replied.
"Well I need your help, Tweety's lost in this mansion." Sylvester said.
"Is Aaooga here as well?" Penelope asked.
"Yes, she looking for Tweety on her own." Sylvester replied.
"What a brave canary." Penelope remarked.
"We need to search this whole house to find Tweety." Sylvester said.
"I'll go search the middle floor of the mansion." Penelope said.
"Will you be ok?" Sylvester asked.
"I'll be fine." Penelope replied.
"Ok, I'll see you later." Sylvester said.
"See you, I hope." Penelope replied, the last part under her breath. They kissed and Penelope left the basement.
Aaooga had made her way to the attic of the mansion. The room was full of old boxes.
"Hope Tweety's ok." Aaooga said to herself. She started opening boxes in an attempt to find Tweety but found nothing.
"Please don't be dead." Aaooga said. She looked around and saw the room filling with mist.
"What's going on?" Aaooga asked. The mist took on the form of a phantom canary that resembled Tweety. Aaooga's heart skipped a beat.
"Are you Tweety?" Aaooga asked nervously. The phantom shook its head. Aaooga gave a sigh of relief.
"Who are you?" Aaooga asked. The phantom started flying around spelling out letters. It spelt…
'M, Y, N, A, M, E, I, S, S, W, E, E, T, I, E!'
"Sweetie? What happened to you?" Aaooga asked. Sweetie started spelling out again. She spelt…
'V, A, M, P, I, R, E!'
"A vampire, in this mansion?" Aaooga asked. Sweetie nodded. She then spelt out…
'C, O, U, N, T, S, L, E, E, T, Y!'
Count Sleety, he's the vampire?" Aaooga asked. Sweetie nodded again and spelt…
'L, E, A, V, E, N, O, W!'
"If he bit you, why aren't you a vampire?" Aaooga asked. Sweetie spelt out…
'I, K, I, L, L, E, D, M, Y, S, E, L, F, A, F, T, E, R, T, R, A, N, S, F, O, R, M, I, N, G!'
"I need to find Tweety before I leave, but I'll get out as quickly as I can." Aaooga said. Sweetie's ghost nodded and disappeared.
"I need to find Tweety before anyone is bitten." Aaooga said to herself. She continued to search the attic.
Tweety was flying up a passageway that was opened by the count.
"I hope Aaooga's ok." Tweety said as he made his way up the passage. Along the way, he was feeling the bumps on the back of his neck.
"They feel like bite marks, what bit me?" Tweety asked himself. He then saw the skeleton of a canary on the side of the passage. There was a small silver tipped dagger in the side of the corpse and there were pink feathers around it.
"I can tell that's not Aaooga, but who is it?" Tweety asked. He went up to the corpse and examined it.
"Lucky I'm a graduate of body Identification by looking at the bones." Tweety said to himself. After a few minutes of examination he'd completed his analysis.
"This looks like the corpse of a female canary of age 10." Tweety said. He then had a horrible thought.
"Sweetie! My niece died here. What happened here?" Tweety asked. He continued heading up the passage.
"Her parents are going to be devastated when I tell them, but I must when I get out of this mansion." Tweety said to himself. He picked up pace to get out of the passage.
Penelope was searching the kitchen for any sign of Tweety or Aaooga.
"Hope someone finds them in time." Penelope said to herself. She opened draws and cupboards but found nothing.
"Obviously he's not here, let's check somewhere else." Penelope said. She turned to the door and saw a zombie.
"There are zombies in this mansion?" Penelope asked. She was very frightened at this point. The zombie walked closer to her.
"Get away from me!" Penelope shouted. She picked up a knife from the draw and threw it at the zombie's head. The knife stuck in its head but it kept coming towards her.
"Uh Oh." Penelope said in a panic. She picked up a handful of knives and threw them all at the zombie. The knives knocked the Zombie's head off and it fell to the floor. Penelope sat down on the floor in relief.
"That was close." Penelope sighed. She felt something grab her tail. She looked around and saw a bony hand coming through a hole in the floor and holding on to her tail.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Penelope screamed. She tried to run but the hand had grabbed her firmly by the tail. She looked around and saw another zombie coming towards her. They grabbed her and carried her away
"Oh no, Sylvester, I love you!" Penelope screamed before being carried through a secret passage behind the cooker.
Aaooga was searching the main bedroom of the house for any sign of Tweety. She opened the cupboard doors but found nothing.
"Where are you Tweety?" Aaooga asked in a panic. She then heard the bedside draw opening.
"Something's coming." Aaooga thought to herself. She grabbed a match from a nearby box and lit it.
"If I'm going to die, I'll put up a fight." Aaooga said to herself. She prepared to hit whatever came at her with the lit match. Eventually, a figure she recognised came out of the draw. Aaooga dropped the match.
"Tweety!" Aaooga shouted. She flew up and embraced him. Tweety returned the hug.
"Are you ok?" Tweety asked.
"I'm fine, but what about you? You're cold." Aaooga asked.
"I feel slightly different but I don't feel sick." Tweety replied.
"We need to get out quickly, I've learned that there's a vampire here." Aaooga said.
"I've learned how to get out of here." Tweety replied.
"How?" Aaooga asked.
"We need to find three keys to unlock the front door." Tweety replied.
"We'd better get searching then." Aaooga said.
"Right." Tweety replied.
"One question, what happened to you last night?" Aaooga asked.
"I'm not sure, all I remember is waking up in a strange room with a canary who claims to own the mansion." Tweety replied.
"What was his name?" Aaooga asked, slightly worried.
"I can't remember." Tweety replied.
"If you remember, tell me. Now let's find those keys." Aaooga said. They began to search for the keys.