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Rock Raider: In regards to the next FoxFang, I'll start it either once this story is finished or I getr an idea on the first chapter, whichever comes first. I have ideas on how it will continue though. Sorry ot keep you guys waiting. Anyway, thanks for the review.

PurpleCobra247: Bugs, Lola and Daffy only made a Cameo appearance so it's unlikely that they'll appear again. Thanks for the advice on raising the rating. I actually intended to anyway.

acosta pérez josé ramiro: Yep, Sylvia dropped a little clue in front of Sylvester. Glad you liked Sly/Sylvia's plan. What you said about the other method, you are right both times. Tweety's idea is much more interesting to read. I'll try the best I can to make the execution good.

Nightw2: Yep, Tweety has a lot of guts to go into Sylvester. And yes, this takes back a long time before 'A Looney Mystery'. Glad you liked the emotional exchanges.

As you may have already seen, I had to up the rating because of the content in this chapter. It is a little unsettling and will not be suitable for younger readers unless they have an adult with them. Oh, and humor will be limited in this chapter.

A daring adventure.

By the time the group was back in the car, the sun had nearly set. As they were driving away, Sylvester kept looking out the back at the farm. He couldn't get Sylvia out of his mind. She had saved him and even helped him in an attempt to catch Tweety even though Hector came and spoilt the party. Sylvia looked very sad when they had to leave. All she did was stare at Sylvester. It wasn't a look of hate or even a neutral look. The look she had given him reminded him of the look that Aaooga had given Tweety earlier. His mind began asking questions. What did she think of him? What did he thinkof her? Would they meet again? He remained completely quiet and just kept looking out the back, even when the farm was out of sight. His stomach was still feeling dodgy and he was unsure why. Sylvia had said that it was indigestion. He hadn't eaten since he ate the statue at the DIY store. He still had no idea of what he had eaten but was starting to suspect that it might have some cause. He put it to the back of his mind, assuming that the pains would go away without any help. In fairness, his stomach wasn't hurtingh as much as it was before and the sudden pains were less frequent than they were. Sylvester gave no attention to Tweety and Aaooga, who were on the front passenger seat in the birdcage, as his mind was elseware. Aaooga had a similar problem. She had not spoken since they had returned to the cage. Her mind was thinking over what Tweety intended to do. She didn't want Tweety to be dangerous but if he wasn't, she would not be alive. It was only be being a daredevil that he was able to save her numerous times. She had gotten used to his daredevil nature but never expected him to try something like this. In many ways, she was a bit like him but she was too terrified of cats to try anything with them by herself. She had been frightened when Sylvia had grabbed her and came within inches of eating her alive. If she hadn't pleaded to say goodbye to Tweety she would most liikely be dead now. However, Tweety wanted to stare at death in the face again. She didn't want to lose him but knew that she couldn't stop him. Her mind was plaguing what to do throughout the whole journey back to the village. When they eventually arrived back at the village, most of the streets were quiet but when they arrived at the Castle Inn, they found ti busier than ever. Patrick had been waiting for them to return and gave Granny the keys to the room as soon as she entered. The rest of the villagers just waved at them and continued with what they were doing. Hector was walking near the bbirdcage to keep Sylvester away but he didn't even come near. His mind was still troubled by Sylvia. The room that they hd been given was a small room built for only a single person. There was enough room for everyone though. As well as a bed, there was a en-suit bathroom, a single chair and a couple of rugs. There was also a fireplace in the corner of the room. There was a small window looking out over the village. There was a small desk underneath the window. The castle on the edge of the village was visible from the window, though not clearly enough to make out ny details. The walls of the room were a light yellow coloour with a red banner running around the centre. The duvet covers were red with yellow castles. The pillow cases were the same colour and pattern. When Granny entered the room, she put the birdcage on the desk near the window and began digging around her suitcases. She eventually pulled out four bowls, some canary troughs, some boxes of food and bottles of water. She then proceded to fill two of the bowls with water and gave one to Sylvester and Hector. Hector immediately began drinking while Sylvester just lay down in front of the bowl and just looked around. It wasn't until Granny put a bowl of cat food in front of him when he took notice. He began eating slowly but steadily. Granny then put the canary troughs in the birdcage. She filled two of them with water and two of them with birdseed. Tweety began to eat but Aaooga did nothing. She just looked out of the window with a troubled expression. Tweety stopped eating and looked at her. He was very concerned about her since she hadn't spoken for quite some time. Granny sat on the bed and began reading a detective magazine while everyone ate. Tweety took a handful of birdseed and hopped over to Aaooga. He then put his hnad in front of her and offered her some food. She turned her head to Tweety and smiled.

"Are you ok?" Tweety asked.

"I'm troubled." Aaooga replied.

"By what I intend to do?"

"Yes. I really don't want to lose you and have to live alone like before."

"Aaooga, you'd better eat something. It will help calm you down."

"Thanks but I'm not really in the mood to eat."

"Ok." Tweety quickly went back to the canary trough and put the seed ack inside. During the time that he took to get there and come back, Aaooga finally made up her mind about what she wanted to do.

"Tweety, about what you intend to do tonight."

"Yeah?"

"I've made up my mind about what to do."

"Ok. What do you want to do?"

"If you didn't come back I'd probably kill myself anyway so…I want to come with you."

"Are you sure? I could never forgive myself if something happened to you." Aaooga grabbed Tweety's arm and pulled him into a hug.

"Tweety, I would never forgive myself if anything happened to you. I know that it's almost a suicide mission but if we're going to die, I want to die together." Tweety returned the tight hug that Aaooga was giving him.

"Aaooga, you are so brave." Aaooga hugged Tweety even tighter.

"Tweety, promise me that we'll come out alive will you?"

"Aaooga, I'll promise to do the best I can to keep us alive. That's all I can do." Aaooga looked into Tweety's eyes.

"Thank you." She pulled Tweety in closer to her and kissed him on the cheek. Tweety looked back at her. They briefly looked at each other before kissing compassionately. Everyone else was completely oblivious to this display.

Later that night, Everyone adfallen asleep except for Tweety, Aaooga and Sylvester, who had been asigned on watch duties. He was finding this difficult as he was very tired becausre of his belly. As a result, he kept falling asleep while standing up. He would then suddenly fall to the floor and be woken up by the impact. He was holding a plank of wood like a shotgun and pacing near the door, trying to stay awake. Tweety and Aaooga were still in their cage watching him. Tweety had a small torch in his hand. He was also armed with a long line of string that was tied to the cage. Aaooga also had a small torch. She also had a thin metal pole, which was going to be used to wedge Sylvester's mouth open. They had decided to knock Sylvester out and try to get in, grab the statue and escape before he regained consciousness. They had yet to figure out how to knock Sylvester out. They continued to watch Sylvester's walking pattern. He would walk either side of the door, stepping on therug as he walked. Watching this constantly gave Tweety an idea.

"Aaooga, I know how we'll knock him out."

"How?"

"Simple, we pull the rug out when he's on it and cause him to fall on his head."

"Ok, that would work."

"Then let's do it." Tweety opened the cage and the two of them slowly crept towards the rug. Sylvester stepped on one end of the rug and theb stopped. He was beginning to fall asleep again. Tweety and Aaooga quickly took the opening and grabbed the opposite end of the rug. They then gave it a sharp tug and Sylvester lost his footing completely. He fell backwards and landed head first. He lay there completely motionless.

"I suppose he's out." Aaooga muttered. Ther crept over to him and Tweety opened his eyelid. Underneath the eyelid was a pictrure of a clock. Underneath the clock was a sentence that confused Aaooga completely.

"Back in 10 minutes?" Aaooga asked. Tweety was not surprised by the sentence.

"It's happened before. We have 10 minutes before he wakes up." Aaooga nodded.

"Ok. We'd better do this quickly." Tweety forced Sylvester's mouth open while Aaooga placed the pole in place to keep the mouth open.

"Statue, here we come." Tweety muttered. Aaooga suddenly grabbed onto Tweety's hand without warning. Tweety just looked at her.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"I'm just…very nervous. I'll be ok."

"Ok. Hold onto my hand if it helps."

"Thanks." Aaooga tightened her grip on Tweety's hand. They then turned on the torches and very slowly walked inside Sylvester's mouth. He was colpletely out cold and unaware of what was happening. Tweety kept unraveling the string as they walked deeper into Sylvester's stomach. With every step, Aaooga became even more nervous and tightened her grip on Tweety's hand. After a few seconds of walking, they eventually arriveed at the stomach.

Sylvester's stomach was so dark that they could hardly see without the torches. As Tweety and aaooga shone the torches around, they saw the stomach walls and the floor. The stomach wasn't pumping out much digestive juice but there was enough around for it to be dangerous. They kept scanning the area but couldn't see the statue anywhere. They did see the remains of the Cat food that Sylvester had eaten before. The sight nearly made Aaooga sick The thought that it could have been Tweety made her own stomach churn.

"Tweety, I hate this place."

"So do I. Let's get this over with quickly."

"I can't see the statue anywhere."

"It has to be deeper inside."

"Come on. The sooner we do this, the sooner we can get out of here." Tweety nodded and they continued their trek, avoiding the puddles of digestive juice dotted around the place. As they went deeper, there were less piles of food remains. The smell of the area was starting to get to Aaooga. It stank worse than year old fish. She tightened her grip on Twetey's hand

"It stinks here."

"I know. I hate it here as well."

"Still no sign of…" Before Aaooga could finish her sentence, she saw the light reflect off something ahead. She shone her torch in the drection of the glint and saw the statue they were looking for.

"Tweety, there!" Aaooga pointed to the statue. Tweety looked at the area and saw it himself. The statue was at the back of the stomach. There were a couple of digestive acid in the way.

"Brillinat, now let's go." Tweety and Aaooga carefully made their way to the statue avoiding the puddles of the acid. Once they reached it, Tweety tied the end of the string he had to the statue.

"Now we can get out of here. Let's follow the string back to the outside." Tweety held the string with his free hand and pulled it, pulling the statue behind. They two canaries proceded to follow the string back to the mouth. It was quite a long journey ut Sylvester remained unconscious the whole time. They eventually reached the outh, with the statue just behind them. The mouth was tsill open thanks to the pole Aaooga had wedged in the mouth. Tweety picked up the statue and went out, followed by Aaooga. On the way out, Aaooga grabbed the pole wedging Sylvester's mouth open, causing ti to slam shut. They were both out but Sylvester was regaining consciousness. His eyes began to open and he saw Tweety and Aaooga standing n front of him. Tweety was still holding the statue in his hands hwile Aaooga held onto the pole. The string was still tied to the statue. Sylvester didn't hesitate in trying to grab the Canaries. Aaooga quickly threw the pole she had into Sylvester's face. The pole hit him directly on the nose and got stuck in his nostril.

"Gyah!" Sylvester shouted. He immediately woke Hector, who leapt over to him and began pummeling him. This racket woke Granny. By this time, Tweety and Aaooga had made it back to the cage. They had left the statue just outside the door. The string had been removed from the statue and from the cage. The cage's door had been padlocked from the inside to keep Sylvester from reaching them. Tweety and Aaooga were watching Sylvester and Hector fight, which was stopped when Granny threw a book at them.

"Quiet you two! I'm trying to sleep!" Granny snapped. Sylvester and Hector moaned. Hector walked away and went back to sleep.Sylvester resumed pacing at the door and Granny wet back to sleep.

Aaooga was holding onto Tweety as tightly as she could. What they had just done was the scariest thing she'd ever done. Her heart was still racing and she found ti hard to believe that they had gotten out alive. She looked cautiously at Sylvester, who obviously hadn't figured out what had happeneed and was still pacing around the door, trying to keep awake. She remained quiet for a few minutes before she eventually turned her head and looked at Tweety.

"Tweety…"

"Aaooga, thank you for coming. I may not have seen the statue if I went alone."

"Tweety, thank you for protecting me while we were in there."

"I'll say this, I don't want to do that again."

"Me neither." Tweety then walked to the centre of the cage and lay down. Aaooga quickly walked over to him and lay down next to him. Her heart had stopped racing and she was calm again. She reached out and held onto Tweety's hand.

"Tweety, I think I can overcome my fear of cats now."

"Aaooga, let's try and get to sleep. Sylvester will be back to his normal antict tomorrow so we need to rest."

"You're right. It's just that…" Tweety shoed a look of concern.

"What is it?"

"Tweety, I love you more than I did before now." Aaooga snuggled closer to Tweety and hugged him.

"Oh Aaooga…" Tweety returned the hug that Aaooga was giving him. They then looked into each other's eyes for a minute before kissing compassionately. They eventually fell asleep in each others' arms.

A/N: Phew, that's the unsettling chapter done with. As you're aware, I had to raise the ratings of the story because of this. Anyway, please review.