Hi, again! Sorry about the wait (school stuff keeps coming in even though it's near the end of the year). :( Anyway, here's a nice, lengthy chapter for your reading pleasure. :) Most of the gags in this chapter are based on the "Bugs and Thugs" episode that I mentioned earlier (just in case anyone finds it familiar).
Rocky and Mugsy led the two detectives outside and into their car. Mugsy sat in the driver's seat, Porky in the passenger's, and Daffy, Rocky, and Bugs in the back. The thug pointed each of the two guns he was holding at the detectives so they wouldn't try anything.
"Okay, Mugsy," Rocky told his partner. Mugsy turned the car on and took off.
"W-Where are you taking us?" Daffy asked, staring at the gun barrel pointing at him.
"Shut up!" Rocky pressed the gun firmly against Daffy's chest; the duck gulped. The car eventually came to a stop at a train track. The criminal shook the gun he was aiming at Bugs.
"Okay, rabbit. Go check and see if the coast is clear."
"Okay, boss." Bugs replied, imitating Mugsy's voice. He stepped out of the car to check the track.
"Uhh. . . I'll go help him!" Daffy added as he quickly exited the car. He joined his partner at the crossing.
"What are we going to do? We can't escape!" He whispered.
"Don't worry! I have an idea." Bugs answered.
"Like what?" The duck inquired, raising his voice slightly. Bugs winked at him and turned toward the car.
"Okay, all clear!" He called to the robbers. Daffy looked at the track and noticed a train in the distance.
"But there's a train coming! They're not going to fall for that!" To Daffy's disbelief, the car inched forward and got slammed by the train as soon as it touched the track.
"Wow, they fell for it!" The duck exclaimed. Bugs gently grabbed his arm.
"We can talk about that later! Let's go!" They started running. About 30 feet away, Rocky climbed out of the wreckage and shot at them. The bullet brushed Bugs's tail and they stopped.
"Ouch!" The bunny carefully massaged his soft cottontail and wiggled it; fortunately, it was okay. Rocky caught up with them.
"Okay, wise guys. Get over there and get the car back on the road." Bugs and Daffy reluctantly did as they were told. They pushed the vehicle onto the main road and leaned against it, breathing heavily from the exertion.
"Okay, here it is." Bugs reported.
"Great, now fix it," Rocky ordered.
"Yeah, fix it," Mugsy said. Rocky punched him.
"Shut up!"
"Aww, this is ridiculous! If I weren't being held at gunpoint, I'd-" Daffy started to object. Porky and the other two criminals glared at him. Daffy smiled nervously and got under the car to begin the repairs; Bugs started on the engine. After two long, excruciating hours, they finished. Bugs wiped some sweat off of his brow and sighed.
"Well, here it is, all done. But there's a wheel missing. I'm afraid you're stuck." The bunny told the bad guys.
"But don't worry! We'll go get one and bring it back here in a jiffy!" Daffy explained. He tried to walk away, but Rocky fired a warning shot into the air.
"Stay right there," He growled at Daffy and returned his attention to Bugs. "We're not stuck, rabbit. You're stuck."
"Yeah, we're not stuck," Mugsy interjected. Rocky punched his partner again.
"I said shut up!" The three robbers got back into the car and Bugs and Daffy followed. They grabbed onto the axle of the missing wheel and struggled to lift it.
"Come on!" Rocky ordered. The car roared to life and Mugsy began driving; the detectives could barely keep up. Porky and Rocky leaned out of their windows with their guns aimed at them.
"Hey, Mugsy. Let's take the scenic route. He-he-he." The small criminal laughed menacingly.
"Okay, boss." Mugsy agreed. Meanwhile, Daffy was getting tired.
"I. . . can't. . . do. . . this. . . anymore. . . " He panted. Bugs kept running and looked at him.
"We have to keep going. I'm thinking of another plan."
"Another plan?! It was THIS latest plan of yours that got us into this mess!" Daffy shouted above the racket of cars driving nearby.
"I promise it'll work this time, okay?" Bugs said, smiling.
"Hey! Stop talking!" Rocky yelled. The agents obeyed and continued struggling with the tire axle.
Several hours later, in the middle of the night, they reached Rocky and Mugsy's main hideout. It was a small house with the back of it hanging over the edge of a cliff. The car slowed down and stopped; Bugs and Daffy sighed, still holding the bar. Mugsy got out of the car first and walked over to them.
"Okay, get inside." The giant idiot commanded. Bugs and Daffy let go of the axle and the 2,000-pound vehicle landed on Mugsy's foot.
"OUCH!" The thug clutched his foot; unfortunately, he managed to hold on to his gun as well. The remaining bad guys got out of the car and approached them.
"Mugsy! What happened?" Rocky asked.
"They dropped the car on my foot!" Mugsy whimpered. Rocky stuck his gun in Bugs's back firmly; Porky did the same with Daffy.
"Alright, start moving." Bugs began walking toward the house and Porky nudged Daffy to follow.
"G-G-Get moving!"
"Alright, alright, I'm going!" Daffy grumbled as they entered the house.
"Come here, Mugsy," Rocky said. Mugsy went to him while Porky watched the detectives in the corner of the living room.
"Yes, boss?"
"Here, take this," Rocky took Mugsy's gun and gave him a much larger one. "Take them into the other room and let them have it. . . One-by-one." Daffy gulped; Bugs looked slightly concerned.
"Okay, boss," Mugsy took his new gun and walked over to them. He grabbed each one by the arm and dragged them into the adjacent room. Once inside, Mugsy locked the door and giggled as he turned toward them, gun pointed. Bugs put his idea to work.
"Okay, Mugsy. Let me have it." He coaxed. The thug glanced at the weapon in his hand and back at Bugs, confused.
"Huh?"
"Come, come. You heard what the boss said! Now let me have it!" The rabbit tried again. Mugsy nodded and gave it to him.
"That's better." Bugs fired the gun at Mugsy, covering his face in gunpowder and making him stumble. Mugsy unlocked the door and went back into the living room.
"I let them have it, boss, just like you said. . ." He reported stupidly just before he collapsed on top of Rocky. The smaller criminal punched his dumb accomplice off him.
"GET OFF! It looks like I have to take care of them myself." He grabbed the big gun from Mugsy and slowly walked to the closed door leading to the detectives.
Back in the other room, Daffy and Bugs were thinking of a way to escape.
"That was your plan?" The duck questioned.
"Yep."
"Well, it was definitely a lot better than the last one."
"Thanks, duck." Bugs replied.
"But what do we do now? I think Rocky's coming!" Bugs grinned and started making the sound of screeching car brakes and police sirens. He changed his voice as well. Outside the door, Rocky stopped and looked around nervously.
"Alright, Clancy! Take the boys and surround the house!" The hare waited for Daffy to join in.
"This won't work! They're not that stupid!"
"Just play along!" Bugs said quickly. Daffy let out a short sigh and changed his voice.
"Yes, sir! Come on, boys! Cover that window! Follow that car! Eat that donut!" He got really into it and made his voice sound really convincing. Bugs tried hard not to laugh.
"Perfect! Keep going, Daffy! I'll take care of the thugs!" He ran out of the room.
"The cops!" He shouted, causing the crooks to panic. Rocky ran over to him.
"Quick! Hide me! Hide me!" Bugs ushered him into the oven. Rocky climbed in, unknowingly. Mugsy rushed over to Bugs as well.
"Hide me! It's not fair! You gotta hide me, too!" He cried.
"I must be dreaming. It couldn't be this easy." Bugs quietly said to himself. He focused back on the criminal.
"Okay, hide in here, quick!" Mugsy got inside and Bugs used a stick to help stuff him in. Porky tapped the bunny's shoulder.
"Eh, what's up, doc?" Bugs asked his crooked boss.
"I-I-I'll make a deal with you, B-B-Bugs. If you h-h-hide me, I'll k-k-kill you quickly."
"Why, that's very neighborly of you! Here." Bugs stuffed Porky into the oven as well and shut the oven. Then he quietly closed the door to the other room and continued his police charade. He banged on the door.
"Open up! This is the police!" Bugs threw himself against it and bust it open.
"Alright, rabbit. Where's Rocky? Where's he hiding?" He asked in a silly accent. Then he ran over to the stove.
"He's not in the stove!" Bugs answered himself. He spun around and played the officer again.
"Oh-ho, he's hiding in the stove, eh?" Bugs flipped a switch on the oven.
"Look, mac. Would I turn on the gas if my friend Rocky was in there?"
"You might, rabbit, you might."
"Well, would I toss a lighted match in there if my friend Rocky was in there?" He struck a match on his leg and threw it in. The oven exploded and Bugs resumed his police disguise.
"Alright, rabbit, you've convinced me. I'll look for Rocky in the city." Bugs shut the door to the room and Rocky, Mugsy, and Porky crawled out, all charred from the eruption.
Outside of the house, real police cars pulled up, sirens blaring. A police chief gave instructions to his partner; his voice sounded strangely similar to Bugs's impersonation.
"Alright, Clancy! Take the boys and surround the house!"
"Hey, Bugs! The police!" Daffy shouted as he met the rabbit in the living room. Bugs smiled at him and turned to the crooks.
"Did you hear that? The cops!" The thugs panicked and climbed back into the oven. The police chief called from behind the door to the adjacent room.
"Open up! This is the police!" The officer banged the door open and came in. He pointed at Bugs.
"Alright, rabbit. Where's Rocky? Where's he hiding?" This time, both Bugs and Daffy leaned against the oven suspiciously.
"He's not in the stove!" They said simultaneously. The police chief asked the same questions Bugs made up minutes earlier and the detectives followed the script. When Bugs was about to throw the match into the oven, however, the thugs burst out, running Bugs and Daffy over in the process.
"Oh, no you don't!" The thieves shouted as they rushed over to the policeman.
"Alright! I confess! I did it!"
"Just don't leave me with those screwy agents! Arrest me! Arrest me!"
"P-P-Please! Take me to the b-b-big house!" Rocky, Mugsy, and Porky begged all at once. The officer stared at them in amazement.
"Uhh. . . Do you have evidence of the crime?" He asked Bugs and Daffy. Rocky answered first.
"Yes! We'll cooperate! The loot is in the basement of-"
"Okay, Rocky. That's enough. Let's go." The police chief lead the robbers out, Bugs and Daffy trailing behind them.
"What a break! What are the odds of real policemen showing up right after you pulled off that imitation stunt?" Daffy commented.
"I don't know, but at least we solved the case."
"Yeah, although I still think it was my amazing talent as a hard-boiled gumshoe that really solved it!" Daffy winked and gently elbowed his partner.
They both laughed as they climbed into the back of one of the patrol cars. The parade of police vehicles started their engines and headed back to the city in the cool, dark night.
Well, another clever plan from Bugs saves the day. Don't worry, though, this is not the end of the story; I wrote a little epilogue for your enjoyment! Thanks to those of you who favorited and followed the story so far (I really appreciate it)! :)