Animaniacs VS Animaniacs

by Bloodlustful

Sequel to "Tiny Toons VS Tiny Toons" and "The Mink, The Mewer And The Music". Montana Max is sucked out of the TTA universe and into the Animaniacs one. After learning all he must, he promptly takes charge of the Warner Bros Studios by force and captures a group of toons so another group of toons will fight one another against their wills. Will he succeed where his mentor failed?

10. Chapter 10

At very long last, it's finally here! The tenth, concluding and of course final chapter of this ten chapter tale! After the fucking fights have finally come the fuck to a fucking end, and the Animaniacs have managed to make it the fuck through them and save both the ones that they care about most and the rest of their universe in the process, Monty makes it so that their relief both that they've managed this and that the forced battles are at last fucking over is short-lived. For he has made it clear to them that, while he will release the ones he's captured and allow them and the ones who made sure that they wouldn't die to have some time together, that time will only last for as long as it takes for the ones worn down and injured to heal up. After that, what will happen? If Monty has his way, the answer is that everyone he's got under his command and who is within the region of Termite Terrace right now will do precisely what he demands of them, no matter what it is. This will be applied to both the ones who fought and the ones they saved the lives of in the doing of battle in question. And it will matter not what mood they're in, how difficult and/or lengthy the task is, what one or more of them was planning on before or what the results of whatever is commanded of them will be in the aftermath of it. In addition to this and how it's obvious that, if things go as Monty wants them to, he will be their eternal ruler, boss, commander and master, and one or more of the ones under his tyrannical control will get him what he wants when he wants it. No matter what it is and no matter when the time that he wants it is at. Not to mention that, if this comes to happen as Monty means it to, there is also how, if so much as one of the ones he's slave-driving angers him, upsets him, fails him, disappoints him or anything similar, at least one individual, chosen by him, will be killed by Monty. Can this possibly be how this story concludes? Has Monty truly won despite how it seemed like the Animaniacs he forced to fight saved the day, averted the crisis and undid his scheme before he revealed to them how things would really go down now that the reluctant rumbles were over after so long? Is there still hope for the Animaniacs, whether it's the ones who fought or the ones who were saved by that fighting? Is there still hope for the rest of the Animaniacs universe, for that matter? What of the Tiny Toon Adventures universe that Monty found a way out of to enter the Animaniacs universe and the way that Monty, if given the chance, may well use his current level of power and control to make it so that an invasion to the TTA universe is forced onto everyone else in the Animaniacs universe to make it so that Monty can take over that place, too, along with freeing Yosemite Sam while making him proud of both that, Monty's conquest and that same Monty succeeding where he failed? This is one tense final chapter, to be sure, and there are numerous questions to be answered and loose ends to be tied up, up to and including the matter of how the way this ends will affect so many futures in so many ways, given that, if Monty could find a way to make his way into the Animaniacs universe and get things under his control like this, and if it's possible for him to pull the aforementioned invasion on the TTA universe, if he wishes, just imagine what else he'll be able to do if he chooses to, and especially if he has other villains, in this universe or otherwise, join forces with him while being their commander and leader! So, then! Let's check out this chapter and see how it goes down and ends, as well as what that means, on both counts! Particularly knowing how furious and vindictive everyone outside of Monty is currently feeling, Ralph The Guard, the formerly fighting Animaniacs and the rescued Animaniacs in particular, for the obvious reasons. I can assure you of one thing, though. It will be nothing short of one hell of an end, and so, without any more introduction, I give you this last chapter of a story ending entry in this fanfic!

THINGS TO NOTE:

I don't own any of the characters. With the exception of Montana Max, who belongs to Tiny Toon Adventures, they all belong to Animaniacs.

Animaniacs VS Animaniacs

Chapter 10-Sweet Vengeance And Unexpected Gifts

Monty currently seemed as though he had it motherfucking made in a way and category of the highest order. Sure, he could no longer fucking produce the battles that he'd forced the Animaniacs toons chosen for them to take part in for shit, since he'd run the fuck out of them after Wakko Warner and Minerva Mink went the fuck at it by his oppressive command despite their reluctance to do so and Minerva edged Wakko out after a long fight to become the overall and official champion of the clashing contests Monty made, but you know what?

Such a fact didn't motherfucking matter to Monty worth shit, even if it was upsetting to him that he was now fresh out of new ways to make the Animaniacs he'd put under his fucking control fight. After all, he was still by all means in charge here, of both those Animaniacs and the rest of the universe they lived in, and he would not only have the Animaniacs he'd forced to fight and the Animaniacs he'd captured as part of how the hell this shit fucking happened to be his servants/slaves and do his bidding whenever the hell he pleased, no matter what the fuck it was, but he would also be the king of the Animaniacs universe to the point where he would change its name to the Monty-verse quite soon, indeed.

Along with that and how he had all of the fights he'd forced to be fought recorded on his video camera for him to watch whenever he wished, Monty had more power, wealth and things to have as his own than he'd ever had in his entire fucking life, which, for obvious-ass fucking reasons, is quite a statement, to be sure. Needless to say, Monty was plenty happy right now, right down to the evil laugh he'd thrown the way of the Animaniacs whom he'd forced to fight for the time that these fucking battles fucking happened, and everyone else around him was either aghast, distraught, shocked and distressed as hell, or would be if they knew of what had just damn well fucking happened.

As I believe you can tell, this is what we learned in the chapter before this one, and it's part of what led into this one, too. Now, going into this one after having finished this recap, we see that, once he was good and fucking through with his evil laughter towards the battered, bruised, beaten down and banged up Animaniacs he had just revealed the dreadful news to, Monty wasted no fucking time whatsoever in picking up his goddamn gun and pointing it at that same group of Animaniacs. Then he said: "Now, all of you stay right where you are, and don't you dare fucking try anything funny, any of you! If even one of you does, all bets are off, and you know what that has to mean, don't you?"

Knowing that their best bet was to obey his command, even though that was the last thing they wanted to do but especially since he had his gun pointed at them, the Animaniacs just stood still and nodded angrily and with looks on their faces which were blatantly disgruntled. "Good to know that you goddamn get the fucking picture." Monty grinned villainously. He then turned the fuck around and motherfucking made his way the fuck over to the Termite Terrace. After he got close enough to knock on the door, he did so while saying: "Someone open this fucking thing the fuck up this instant! It's Monty! And I want in NOW!"

He didn't have to wait more than half a second to see the door fly open, and one of the workers there saw him right before him, pointing his gun at him. Monty then said: "Ah, so very quick to fucking respond! I'm proud of you! But that doesn't fucking change the fucking fact that the reason I'm here is because I've got some brand new-ass goddamn demands, and you and everyone else in that fucking place are goddamn going to fucking follow them unless you all want to fucking die! You got that, asshole?" The one who'd opened the door nodded his head rapidly, looking afraid as hell due to the gun being pointed directly at him, and Monty then said: "Glad to hear it. Now, here are my latest demands…"

Monty cleared his throat and continued on: "I want made for me, and right the fuck in the motherfucking middle of the very parking lot that I had the Animaniacs I chose for those battles of mine fucking fight in, as a matter of fact…" He pointed with the hand that he wasn't holding his gun in to where he'd had the fights take place one by one for emphasis, then kept up: "…a big, wide and full pool of dip. That's right. Dip. The one fucking thing that can kill any and all fucking toons that fucking come the fuck into contact with it. Toon acid, it's also called. And I want it at least twice as potent as what you might've fucking seen in 'Who Framed Roger Rabbit', too. Additionally, I want a special flying jet ski for going wherever the hell I want to go in this universe that's now all mine, whenever I wish to go there, one designed not to work in the water, like most jet skis are, but one with rockets and which is meant to fly in the air as easily and for as long as an airplane. No, make that more so on both counts, and make sure it flies good and fast as well as good and high! Finally, I want you all to fade my energy cube prison out of existence and tell the ones I captured in it to go outside and see their loved ones, but to stop on the way because I have something to fucking inform them of!"

"It will be done right away, Mr. Max!" the man who he was saying this to replied. "I will make it so that I get to work on it and so do the others in this studio!" "Splendid!" Monty said despite seeing the obvious reluctance in the man's eyes to obey his orders(with the equally obvious exception of the one where he'd free the captured Animaniacs for reasons that were just as fucking obvious). The man then went back into the studio after Monty added: "So get to it this fucking instant, jackass dipshit asshole!" and both informed the others in there of what was going to happen and why, and subsequently goddamn got the fuck to work along with them. After a bit of time, Monty turned around to see his gigantic pool of dip, exactly as he wanted it, forming in precisely the place where he fucking wanted it, spurred to turn around to see it by how he could hear it materializing.

Once it was done, Monty flashed a smug grin and said: "Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Magnificent! But what about that flying jet ski?" No sooner had he said this than did he see the very flying jet ski that he fucking wanted, and motherfucking matched exactly to his fucking specifications, too, materialize right next to the vat of dip that had just finished being created(not to the point where their sides were touching each other, but still). "Oh, yeah! I am king of this world and the fucking universe it's in alike more than ever, and on a scale immeasurable as much as indescribable!" Monty laughed. Monty then turned around to where he'd been facing before just as he heard some footsteps, and he saw all of the Animaniacs who he'd captured before he started the fights so that the ones who cared most about them and vice versa would be under his leash and thus those fucking fights would be able to fucking happen coming out of the studio.

Holding up his gun at once, he said: "Well, hello there, my former captives! My final command has been obeyed, I see, and you've all been set free as a result! Before I can allow you to make your fucking way the fuck back to your closest of close, though, there are some things that you need to know right here and now!" Well, the last fucking thing that any of the ones who had been captured by him and just now freed wanted to do was listen to the one who captured them and put their lives in danger while also forcing the ones nearest and dearest to them to fight, but they knew that it was their only choice, given that his gun was pointed directly at them.

So they all sighed and Wilford fucking spoke for all of them when he asked: "Okay, Max, what the hell do you need to fucking tell us?" The wave of happiness and relief that washed over them when they had been freed and the good feeling of being able to move again and no longer being in any danger at all had been decreased by what had just fucking happened here. As had the good feeling of having far more space to move about in both in and out of the studio. It was, needless to say, one hell of a difficult-ass fucking feeling for them. And it only became harder and worse when Monty replied to Wilford's question by filling them in on everything that had happened in recent minutes and what it meant.

By the time that Monty was fucking finished, everything that the other Animaniacs and the ones working at the fucking studio knew was known by the Animaniacs who'd been captured before the first fucking forced fight was fucking started. All of the ones in front of Monty were now hanging their heads, and Monty said: "Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! I know, such a letdown! And after a flash in the pan sign of salvation upon your being released, too! Just goddamn goes to fucking show you…you can never be free, and neither can the other Animaniacs or anyone else in this universe except me! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" He subsequently herded them towards the ones who they most cared about and vice versa, the ones who had fought so hard to free them and save their lives.

The way in which he did this was waving his gun so that they'd goddamn go in the goddamn direction that he fucking wanted them to, mind you. After the Animaniacs who'd previously been captured reunited with the one(s)who they were most associated with and/or closest to, embraces of relief and thankfulness galore being done all over the combined groups of Animaniacs, and a lot of tears were shed out of a lot of eyes along with various words and sentences of thanks and gratitude being uttered quietly but audibly. But said embrace was cut the fuck into by, you guessed it, Monty! He had, you see, during the reunion I speak of, climbed upon his flying jet ski and gotten it started.

His words as he did these things consisted of: "Hope you enjoy what you're doing at the motherfucking moment while you fucking can! You can be certain as hell that you won't get another fucking chance to goddamn do any such shit like that anytime soon following when you finish! So make it last for as long as possible, why don't you, though I decide how the hell long that fucking is! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" However, the Animaniacs, upon turning around and hearing all of this, had also taken notice of something sudden and surprising, but also advantageous, to them. Monty had, during the time he was getting onto his vehicle and starting it up, put away his gun because he needed to use both of his hands to goddamn drive the fucking thing.

Furthermore, he was completely off guard with the long, evil laugh that he finished his latest of statements to the Animaniacs with. Not to mention that his vehicle, while started up, was barely off the ground and more than low enough so that they could attack him. This meant that the Animaniacs had ample opportunity to attack Monty and put a stop to him before he could get away, and also, very likely, deconstruct and undo his tyrannical command over all of their universe in the process and stop any future plots of evil he may have otherwise acted on before they even started. And after all they'd been through, plus knowing all they did, none of the Animaniacs were inclined to ignore or pass up such a chance as this!

So, without even saying a word, especially since they all knew what the hell was suddenly on their motherfucking minds and why, the entire fucking lot of them, whether it was the ones who had been fucking forced to fucking fight or the ones who had been held captive as part of what made it so said forced fights fucking happened, ran(or, in the case of the Goodfeathers and Girlfeathers, flew)directly at Monty, and although Monty heard it when they were close enough to suddenly open his eyes and look to where they were coming at him from, he only had time to say: "What the hell? What the fuck is that noise? What's goddamn going on here, dammit?" before he really got roughshod run the fuck over him.

First of all, Wilford kicked him in the face, also slugging him in the guts and using his claws to slash down his back, plus his teeth to bite down on his leg and his head to nail him in the chest. "OOOOOOOOF! UUULLLLLLFFFFFF! AAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGHH! OOOOOWWWWWWW! GUUUUUUNNNNNGGGGGHHHHHH!" Monty went out, and Wilford barked(pun fully intended): "We'll tell your ass what's goddamn going on here, Max! We've had far beyond enough of your fucking tyranny, and we refuse to let it spread any more, especially across our entire fucking universe!" Minerva would then do a flip kick into Monty's skull and add: "And some of us, like me, may be worn down, injured and in bad shape, but can still attack to some extent! Like the way I just punted your fucking noggin, asshole! This is for all that you goddamn did and all you intended to do and would have done were it not for the fucking way that we're stopping your sorry ass now!" "WUUUUUNNNNNNGGGHHHH!" Monty cried out, right before Minerva then landed and slashed him across the chest with her claws. "E-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" he bellowed.

"We minks have some really sharp claws, didn't you know?" Minerva put in. "And teeth just as sharp…" She subsequently bit one of Monty's arms and caused him to yowl out: "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGHHH!" After that, she added in while nailing Monty up the chin with an uppercut: "…but our punches still pack quite a fucking wallop all the same!" "UUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHH!" Monty shouted. Following this, Monty got nailed by Flavio's belly in the front and Marita's belly in the back, both with the same amount of impact. "GGGGYYYUUUUUUNNNNNGGGGGHHHHHHNNNNN!" he went, and Flavio put across: "Thought you'd take over our damn universe, did you? Thought you'd have control over anything and everything you were aware of the existence of, is that right?"

Marita put in afterwards: "Well, not on our fucking watch, asshole! And I don't give a shit how much goddamn damage I took in the battles you fucking forced on me and the others you gave no fucking choice but to fight, because I've gotten enough of my strength back after awakening from that unconscious state that Wakko put me in after we battled against our damn wills to deliver a bellyful of payback to you, just like my husband is plenty able to do that both for being in better shape than me currently and for how much cause you goddamn gave him to thirst for retribution against you, and easily as much of that fucking cause as you gave me, too!" Then the two Hip Hippos clapped their fists onto the sides of Monty, his head sides for Flavio and his torso sides for Marita, and Monty wailed: "NAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGGGHHH!"

After that, Monty would see the three Warners coming at him, and Dot attacked the front of him, kicking him in the balls nice and solidly while going: "Keep me and multiple others trapped in less space than a fucking airline seat and threaten us and others with death while forcing my brothers and several others to reluctantly fight one another, will you?" She also got a punch into his face while adding: "Attempt to make it so that you take over this universe and go as beyond that as you can after this shit is finally fucking over, will you?" And she landed a kick in his stomach as she went out: "We object to and resent that, motherfucker, and in the case of the fucking latter, we resent you even more, fuck-face!"

Meanwhile, Yakko attacked the back of him, saying: "We will NOT fucking stand for that bullshit, and we aren't goddamn going to let your ass try any other of your fucking bullshit, either! You think you're this universe's fucking ruler and can control it all you want and do whatever you want to whoever you want while getting what you want, when you want it? Well, think again, you cocksucker!" He landed a one-two kick in Monty's lower back, right before landing a one-two punch in Monty's upper back. He also took a hold of Monty's neck from behind, even if it was in the front with the help of both of his hands, and he pulled back as a way to strangle him brutally. Yakko would tell Monty while doing this: "We're pulling your plug, you fucking prick! Read my fucking lips and hear me the fuck out…we're dethroning you but good! Your undeserved and unjust rule over our fucking universe ends now! And so does your life having the status of being anything but spent in a fucking prison cell! I'm still recovering from being edged and knocked out by Wakko, my Warner brother who you made me have to attack and vice versa, but I've done so enough so that I'm plenty able to dish out this kind of fucking punishment, especially to a deserving douchebag like you!"

And then there was how Wakko attacked the sides of him, smashing into his right side with his trademark mallet and using head-butts, elbows and/or kneeing attacks, obviously alternating between one side and the other in order for this shit to fucking work as he motherfucking meant it to. During this time, he told Monty: "You wanna force those battles on us despite how we want none of it? You wanna endanger those we care most about along with the rest of our fucking universe? Fuck you, motherfucker! I might be banged up some, given all the fights I've been in against my will because of you, the worst of which was the first one of them, the one against Wakko, my Warner brother, and I may have been out for a time, but I'm awake again and a sufficient amount's been restored to me so that, combined with my craving for vengeance against your sorry ass, I'm more than capable of waling the fuck against you like I'm currently in the motherfucking middle of goddamn doing, you cunt-ass prick!"

During the time that the Warner trio unleashed all of their vengeful fury against him as you just read about, Monty was howling: "YE-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRHHHHHHHHHHHH! NNNNNGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH! UUUUUNNNNNNHHHHHHH! OOOOOOOOOOF! AAAAUUUUUUUGGGGGHHH! GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRHHHHHH! E-RAAAAAAAAAAAGH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH! NYAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHH! GNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNHHHHH! UUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRGGGHHH! YAAAAAAAAAAAAARGGH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! UUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNGGGGGHHHHHH! E-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! NE-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! YUUUUUUNNNNNNGGGGGGHHHHHH! UUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNFFFFFFF! OOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNFFFFFF! UUUUULLLLLLLFFFFF! WHOOOOLLLLFFF! WHUUUUUUULLLLLLLFFFFFF! OOOOOOLLLLLLLFFFFFF! WUUUUNNNNNFF! WHHHHUUUUUMMMMMPPPPFFFFF! EEEEEIIIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH! FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGHH! YYYYAAAAAAAAHHHHHH! UUUUUNNNNNGGGGGHHHHHFFFFF! EEEEEEYYYAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!"

Along with the Warner trio doing this to him, Dr. Scratchansniff used punches, kicks, kneeing attacks, elbowing attacks, open-handed kinds of hits and/or head-butts aplenty to nail Monty in any part of him that was open and within his fucking reach. While he did so, Monty cried on out: "WWWUUUUUMMMMPPPPFFFFF! OOOOOWWWWWWWWWWW! AAAAARRRRRRGGGGHHHHH! YEEEEAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHH! E-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGGGHHH! UUUUUUUUUFFFFFFFF! GUUUUNNNNNGGGGGGHHHHHFFFFF! OOOOOOOOOOOOFFFFFFFFNNNNNN! OOOOOWWWWWWWGGGGHHHHH! WUUUUUNNNNNNGGGGGGHHHHFFFFF! MAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGHHHHHH! GEEEEYYYUUUNNNNGGGGGHHHH! UUUUUGGGGGHHHHHHH! YYYYNNNNNNGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHFFFF! KKKKWWWWWUUUUUNNNNGGGGGHHHHHH! AAAAAIIIIEEEEEEGGGGHH!"

Additionally, Scratchy shouted out: "I had no idea that anyone could be evil enough to sink so low as to do what you did, Max, and have on their motherfucking minds what you goddamn did on yours, for that matter, but you made it quite clear that such a thing was possible, and I will now make you pay for imprisoning not only me and one of my patients, but also quite a few others while oppressively controlling everything in this fucking universe at the same time as making it so that two of my other patients and a handful of others didn't have any fucking choice but to fucking fight, and all for your sick-ass amusement and selfish pleasure, too! You want to put us all through horrible pain of the worst kind of magnitude? Have some of that same pain a fucking fifteen-fold, why don't you?!"

And don't think that the just desserts Monty was receiving ended there for shit. After all, the Goodfeathers and Girlfeathers alike flew the fuck about all the fuck around Monty, using their toe claws, beaks, heads, wings and bodies to, respectively, slash, peck, head-butt, smack and slam into him in one region of his body or another. While they did so, Bobby squawked: "You let your goddamn guard the fuck down, Monty, and that proved your biggest fucking mistake of all in this crap! You thought you had us nailed! You thought that, even when me and the others that you fucking captured were set free, we were still in your power along with the rest of this damn universe!" Kiki would then add: "And, ironically enough, you would have been of such a fucking status if you hadn't unknowingly goddamn given us the fucking chance that we're now damn well capitalizing on! But you dropped your guard, and gave us the opening and opportunity that we fucking needed to take you down and make you pay! You only had us under your fucking leash for any length of time at all, let alone as long as you did, because you forcibly put us in a position where it was either that or plenty of things that were plenty worse!"

After this, Lana would utter: "But we're undoing everything you've done and destroying your nearly-successful attempts to destroy everything about us and our universe alike in a way both profound and permanent! You'll be put away for your crimes and what you doubtlessly had on your malicious-ass motherfucking mind for further crimes, in this universe or otherwise, for a long, long, long time, if not forever, and you will not have succeeded in ruining us or reshaping any universe, not this one and not any others, in your insidious-ass image, you motherfuck!" And Sasha subsequently said: "So up yours, fuck you and go to hell, you bastard son of a bitch! You thought to hit this universe where it counted and had the most fucking impact, and do the same fucking thing to everyone living in it, us or otherwise, simultaneously! Well, I've got news for you, you son of a bitch bastard! You missed! And you're not goddamn going to be getting a fucking chance to take another shot! Not with how we're seeing you and your sinister schemes and operations shut the fuck down for keeps! We're all plenty mad, either because we were shut up in a tight space while knowing our friends had to fight for the sake of our lives, or because we were forced to fucking fight for the sake of the lives of our friends! It's obvious which is which, and it's just as fucking obvious that we're taking that rage out on the source of it! Namely, you!"

Not to mention that Pesto put the fuck across: "I've got a lot to be fucking pissed the fuck off about, motherfucker! A whole hell of a lot, as a motherfucking matter of fact! First, there's how you fucking captured our goddamn girls, along with quite a few others, and made it so that we and multiple others didn't have any other motherfucking options but to fucking fight unless it was goddamn going to goddamn get worse! Second of all, there's the way that, after the fight with Squit that he and I had against our fucking wills, he beat me and knocked me out, and now I have awoken still beaten down some, but with part of what I had before having come back, and a whole shitload of fury and driven-ass eagerness to goddamn go the fuck with it, all of which is more than enough to make it so that I can deliver just-ass desserts to your rotten-ass ass! Especially since I don't think I've ever been this fucking angry in my life, and for me, that's really saying something!"

Squit would go out: "Let's not fucking forget that I've got almost as much to be angry as hell about as Pesto does! What you forced the fuck on us both reminded me of all the times I'd goddamn get beat the fuck up by Pesto over things I mean innocently but he perceived the wrong-ass fucking way, to say nothing of the fucking fact that your starting this shit in the fucking first place and all that was part of it makes me madder than I've ever been, and I rarely get angry at all, let alone this fucking furious! This, in addition to how, despite knowing along with Rita when I battled her that this wasn't the same shit as it would usually be with a cat and a bird, for obvious-ass fucking reasons, I couldn't help but be reminded of what it's like for a bird when a cat is stalking it, even if the cat just needs food and isn't being malicious or any of that other shit! And, ironically, you, on the other hand, do much worse kind of shit to us, and for the fucking sake of your own sick-ass pleasure and felonious fun, too! Well, this is where we make you pay for it, and in spades, too, I might fucking add! I've gotten my consciousness and some of my strength and vitality back, and I'm making the best of it by giving you the worst in me! I'd never have expected such crap as what happened here to be done to us and/or those around us, but way to prove us dead wrong, you piece of shit!"

Monty's only sounds while these avian attacks were performed on him were made up of: "OOOOWWWWWWWIIIIEEEEEEEEGGGGGHHHHH! YEEEEOOOOWWWWWWW! WAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGHHHHH! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH! NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHH! GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGHH! NE-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! FYEEEEEEAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHH! WUUUUUUNNNNNNNGGGGGHHHHH! NNNNNNNNNNNUUUUUNNNNNGGGGGHHHH! YIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEGGGGHHHHH! YIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! PYAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGGHHH! YAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGHH! WAAAAAUUUGGGH! ARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHAAAAOOOOWWWWWWWWGGGGGGHHHHHH! EEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWW! FAAAAUUUUUUGGGGHHHHH! UUUUUUUUMMMMMMMPPPPPPPFFFFFF! KWUUUUNNNNNNNGGGGGHHHH! GWWWWWOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWGGHHH! WWUUUUUNNNNNNHHHHHHH! UUUUUULLLLLLGGGGGGHHHHH! WWWWWUUUUUULLLLLLGGGGGHHHHH! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH! AAAARRRRRCCCCCKKKKKKHHHHHHH!"

Further damage dealt out and done to Monty was from Buttons and Mindy, with the former clawing, biting, paw-smacking, nose-hitting, hind-paw kicking, shoulder-slamming and/or head-butting at Monty everywhere while barking in a way that could be translated as: "I cannot goddamn describe in words, barks or anything else how much I fucking hate your goddamn guts and am feeling endless livid ire towards your ass! Because that's how far, incalculable and excessive both of those fucking things are! You put me and the others you put up against each other against their wills through all kinds of agony, and you threatened Mindy's life and those of quite a lot of others as part of how you did so, just for your disgusting enjoyment of having us physically injure one another with reluctance and upset, and part of your despicable-ass tyranny, too! That I was reminded of how much pain I've been fucking put through the fuck throughout my fucking life only worsened it by shitloads! Well, how about a nice, big dose of your own damn medicine, Max, you motherfucker?! Especially given how you wanted to fucking spread your scourge in as widespread a way as it could be fucking spread?! And also particularly since I've come to from my unconscious state and regained enough power to beat the fuck up on you and have gotten a huge-ass burst of chutzpah to goddamn go the fuck with it, too!"

As for the latter, she was delivering quite a lot of punches and kicks to Monty all over the place, obviously wherever Buttons was not occupying in terms of attacking the asshole bastard at the fucking time. During her doing of this, she put across to Monty: "That was an awful thing for you to do, Max! And I'm not just talking about how you imprisoned me and those others and forced poor Buttons and those others to fucking clash via threatening our lives and putting so, so motherfucking many in goddamn danger! I'm also focusing on how you wanted to take over and no doubt tyrannize this universe with the worst kind of iron fist and keep that pestilence spreading like wildfire until that was no longer possible! Plus, you were obviously going to make it continue to be possible even when it should have stopped being that way every fucking chance you goddamn got! I can tell, just like these others can! Well, no such thing is goddamn going to fucking happen worth crap! We won't allow it! We will never allow it!"

Monty's screams from this combo of assaults were to be heard as: "UUUNNNFFGH! GEYAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGGGHHHH! EYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRGGH! TAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRGGGHHHH! UUUUUHHHHHHHHGGGFFFFF! YUUUUNNNNNNNNFFFFFFFFFF! FUUUUUNNNNNGGGGGHHHFFFFFFFFFFF! UUUMMMMMMPPPPPPFFFFFFF! YUUUMMMMMMPPPPFFFFF! DAAAAAAH! DAUUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHH! YAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGGH! E-YAAAAUGGH! E-YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRHHHH! E-YUUUUUNNNNNGGGGGGGHHHH! OOOOOOOOOF! UUUUUUUNNNNH! AAAAARRRRGGHHH! ARRRRCCCCKKK! YAAAAARRRRRCCCCCKKKKK! GUUUUNNNNNNHHHHHFFF! OOONNNGGHF! OOOOWWWWWAAAAAGGGHHHH! E-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIEEEEEGGGHH! YE-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGGGHHHH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANGH!"

Accompanying all of this was the way that Slappy was using her teeth(the bucked front ones especially), claws(both on her hands and feet), punches, kicks, elbows, knees, head-butts, tail and open hands(in the form of strangulation)to assail Monty's frontal region, and Skippy was, at the same time, performing much the same kind blunt forces and/or cutting attacks as his aunt was, only at Monty's rear region. Both squirrels were making sure not to miss a single square inch of Monty, and during the time where they put everything that they were using to, well, the best of fucking use, Slappy was letting loose the following fucking words. "This is where you goddamn get yours and pay in full for what you goddamn did to us, those we're most associated with and the entire fucking universe we fucking live in as a whole, Max! You had no right to enter our universe if you were going to attempt to take over it and rule it with the most brutal and oppressive fucking iron fist possible, and that's just what you did the first fucking chance you goddamn got! You put so many in danger and forced horrible pain of all sorts, kinds, likes and types them all, me and the others who you made fight and my nephew and the others who you trapped in a tight-ass life-or-death position especially! And mark my words, motherfucker, even as I'm not at my peak or in my prime, and my old age notwithstanding, I've not only gotten my awareness back from that out cold state Rita put in at the end of our clash, but I've gotten a boost of rage and thirst for revenge that I didn't think even I was capable of goddamn getting! And I'm venting it against you, the way that you're the fucking cause of it, and now your downfall and receiving of your fucking comeuppance is goddamn going to motherfucking make you the fucking cure for it!"

And, also while the squirrels went all vicious and vengeful on Monty in the most physical of ways, Skippy was telling him what you're about to fucking read right here and now. "I'm a very nice, forgiving, cheerful and sweet kind of guy, but even I've got my fucking limit, and you've really pushed me to and past them, jerkass! How dare you imprison me and several others for the sole purpose of having a way to force my Aunt Slappy and multiple others to reluctantly come to blows because they don't have any other options under those kinds of horrible fucking circumstances! And while that would easily be bad enough, you had to fucking compound how evil you were being and all your hideous-ass motherfucking misdeeds when you also put the entire world, and universe, for that matter, that we live in every day in extreme jeopardy both to take over it and to further ensure that your commands would be fucking obeyed, the ones revolving around the fights you forcibly and unjustly ordered or otherwise! I have never met anyone so selfish, so evil, so heartless, so dangerous, so remorseless, so soulless, so conscienceless, so immoral, so unapologetic, so shameless, so greedy, so tyrannical, so obnoxious, so unrepentant and so irredeemable! I'm quite an easygoing, pacifistic and even-tempered kid! It takes A LOT to goddamn get me even the least bit angry, but you've done it, Max! You've gone and pushed me well beyond my fucking limits to the point where I'm more fucking furious than I've ever been in my entire fucking life! Literally! Now I give your ass what-for and exact revenge the fuck upon you along with the other ones doing much the same fucking thing, in one style or another, in my case, Aunt Slappy's or otherwise! You will not dominate, destroy, rule or ruin our universe, you douchebag dickhead prick cocksucker!"

Thanks to how the squirrels were unloading on him with much effectiveness, horrific damage and considerable zeal, Monty was screeching on the fuck out: "GAAAAARRRRHH! WWWUUUUUNNNNHHHHHHH! GYERAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! E-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH! TUUUUNNNNGGGGGGHHHHHHHH! YUUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHHHNNNNNNN! NNNNOOOOONNNNGGGGGHHHHHH! WNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHH! FYAAAAARRRRRNNNNGGGGHHHHH! YYYYYAAAAAAAAGGGAAARRRGHH! UUUUUUHHHHHHHHH! UUUUUUUUUUFFFFFFF! JUUUUNNNNNGGGHHHH! OOOOOOOONNNNNGGGGGGGHHHHHHFFFFFFF! AAAAARRRRGGGHHFFFFF! ME-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! GAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! OOORRRRNNNGGGGGGHHHHHH! UUUUUGGGHHHHHHHFFFFFFFFFFFF! JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUGGGGHHH! E-GRAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHH! GYUUUUUNNNNNNGGGGGHHHHH!"

Additionally, Rita was unloading her fury in the form of physical violence on Monty from one side whenever it was possible for her to do, and Runt was unleashing his rage, also in the form of physical violence on Monty, from the other side whenever it was possible for him to do. For Rita, this meant using her claws to slice at him, her teeth to bite at him, her fists to punch him, her feet to kick him, her elbows and knees to, well, elbow and knee him, respectively, her head to head-butt him, her shoulders to slam into him with and her tail to smack and/or whip him in one form or the other. Along with saying: "First, you have me fight with Slappy against my will, all so that neither Runt nor anyone else will fucking die or anything else to worsen an already bad situation will happen, then you have me, also reluctantly and just as much for your sick-ass fucking pleasure as the previous motherfucking matchup you made me engage in, battle Squit for exactly the same reasons and remind me of how cats and birds usually are with each other, even if it's only the fucking laws of nature, and have me and him feel the sting of irony from how this is one of the few fucking times a cat is reluctant for that sort of shit but has no choice any more than the bird does to take part in it, then you fucking shoot me in my fucking shoulder just to make it so that there are only two contenders left to unwillingly goddamn go the fuck at it and now you try and take over our damn universe in a way even greater than you were motherfucking meaning to before, which is saying a lot?!"

She also hissed: "Well, fuck you, you ass-fucking thundercunt piece of shit! There is no fucking way in hell, Max, that any of us are goddamn going to fucking stand for this fucking shit, and even though I'm both still recovering from the injuries that I received from my two fights and still in the motherfucking middle of healing from the bullet injury you goddamn gave me and that Hello Nurse treated as it needed to be, I am still more than able to attack you in the ways and to the fucking extent that I am! Especially with the fucking fury that just won't fucking quit for shit that I've goddamn got, and how much energy I fucking have from that fucking fury! To say nothing of the motivation and driven-ass fucking feeling I have to make you pay for what you've done and were intent on doing before we fucking got the goddamn drop on you no less than a fucking thirty-fold, and in spades galore, too! Countless spades, in fucking fact!" And what did all this fucking shit motherfucking mean for Runt, in the meantime?

For Runt, this meant utilizing his tail, shoulders, teeth and claws to do much the same fucking things that Rita was doing with her own, plus the same fucking kind of shit applying to how he put his fucking head to use in unleashing his violent and vindictive wrath against Monty, and he also would alternate between whacking Monty with his forepaws when facing the side of him that he was attacking and turning around to land power kicks upon that same fucking side of Monty with his hind paws. Additionally, he had his fucking nose do the job of nailing Monty in any region of that side that was open whenever possible. During this time, he was also uttering the words that follow: "Damn, have you ever fucking pissed me the fuck off! Yeah, you've definitely fucking pissed me well and way the fuck off! I don't often get angry, but you've damn well motherfucking made it happen on a fucking level that I didn't for so much as one fucking second fucking think possible, for me or anyone else!"

But don't think he stopped motherfucking making his fucking statements of lividness and revengefulness there. Indeed not, for he would fucking continue the fuck on with: "You locked me in a cube cage and did the fucking same to quite a lot of others, and, also to a lot of others, you did just as bad or worse by making them fight unless they wanted us to die, Rita included among the fucking latter group! You imperiled this entire fucking universe, especially this damn region, and all so that you could satisfy your sick-ass pleasure in forcing toons to fucking fight while taking over our universe, with no one willing for any of it to fucking happen but you, you selfish, self-centered, self-serving shithead shitface! Now you will pay for your crimes, all you put me and the other ones you captured through, all you forced on Rita and the others you made fight unwillingly or otherwise! Yeah, you'll definitely pay for your crimes! I've learned to deal with how neither intelligence nor attractiveness are strong points of mine! I've even learned to deal with the way that Rita used to insult me, show contempt for me and/or get annoyed with me along with the fact that Rita is a cat and, for a long time, lied to me and pretended to be a dog before I grew on her, I found out the truth and realized I was wrong to look at cats the way that I previously did while we became closer friends than ever in the process after she gave me the perfect hilarious, full and sincere apology! But what I will ABSOLUTELY NEVER learn to deal with is MOTHERFUCKING MONSTERS LIKE YOU! I can't describe my hunger for revenge or my level of rage any further than I have just now, except in the attacks I goddamn dish the fuck out to your ass, you ass of an asswipe asshole! Yeah, definitely except in the attacks I goddamn dish the fuck out to your ass!"

Monty, while these side attacks were delivered to him as they were fucking executed his well-deserving way, was caterwauling even more than Rita was prone to doing at times(and, for obvious reasons, that's quite a statement)in the fucking form of: "WUUUUUNNNNNGGGH! AAAAARRRRRRRHHHHH! EYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! NYUNNNNNNGGGGGGGHHHHH! GUUUUNNNNNNNHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! E-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRGGGHHH! OOOOOOMMMMMPPPPPPPFFFFF! UUUUUUHHHHHHHHH! YUUUUUUHHHHHHHHH! WHUUUUMMMMMPPPFF! EEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHH! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGGH! DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! UUUUUUNNNNNNNHHHHHHHHHHHHH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGHHH! UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUFFFFFFF! UUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNFFFFFFF! UUUUNNNNNNGGGGGGHHHHH! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOFFFF! UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUULLLLFFF! WHOOOOLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFF! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHH! AUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGHHHH! YAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUGGGGH! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! FWUNNNNNGGGGGGGGHHHHH! YEEEEOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! YAAAAAARRRRRCCCCCKKKKKK! GUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNFFFFFFFFFF! FUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHH! PWAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGHHH!"

And finally, there was the anything but little matter of how Hello Nurse never failed to strike(successfully)at a chance to land her punches, kicks, elbows, knees, open-handed hits, head-butts and/or shoulder slamming attacks of every style, type, etc onto whatever part of Monty was open to be hit every time there was such a chance/opportunity for her. As she did so, Monty was hollering and bellowing the fuck out: "OOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWW! YUUUUUUFFFFFFFFFF! GWOOOOOOONNNNNFFFFFF! GYNNNNNNGGGGHH! AAAAAARRRRGGGGGHHHHAAAAAGGGHH! E-RAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGHH! EYEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW! UUUUUUNNNNNNNNFFFFFFFF! YUUUUUNNNNNNNNFFFFFFF! WUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNFFFFFFFFFFFFFF! UUUUUULLLLLLPPPPPFFFFFFFFF! UUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! UUUUUUNNNNNNHHHHHHH! UUUUUUNNNNNGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH! GAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGHHHHH! E-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIEEEEGGGH! GWWWWUUUUUGGGGGHHHH! OOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNGGGGGHHHHH! HUUUUMMMMMMPPPPFFFFFFFF! YAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHH! AUUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHHHHOOOOOWWWWWWWGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH! UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNGGGGGHHHHHHHAAAAUUUUUGGGGGHHH! NNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH! UUUUUGGGGGGGGGHHHHH! PWAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUGGGGHHHH! E-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHH! YOOOOOWWWWWWWWRRRRGGH! ROOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWRRRRGGGGHHHHH!"

Such things as what was being caused both to Monty and by him were, by the way, added to by how Nurse made sure not to fucking forget to hit him with one tool, piece of equipment or container of hers after another whenever she goddamn got the fucking chance to goddamn do so. As she unloaded harm and excruciation aplenty upon Monty, she would say to him: "Normally, I use my fucking skills and/or accessories to help people recover from injuries and get those same injuries on their way to healing the fuck up! But this is one time where I'm inflicting injuries, be it with those same accessories and skills or the fists, feet, elbows, knees, head and/or shoulders I've naturally goddamn got! While I myself am still not fully healed up from being knocked out by Minerva in the fucking fight that we had no fucking choice but to have despite having gotten my consciousness back, ironically enough, I've got more than enough of my strength, vitality and fighting ability back to give you everything that you fucking put us Animaniacs and part of our universe through times at least twenty-five! You think you can goddamn get by with capturing our fellow toons and then forcing me and those others to do battle while making sure it will happen by putting lives galore and, for all intents and purposes, the rest of this universe in danger?! And while thinking of spreading your scourge of ill-gotten and undeserved control, power and rule to anywhere, in this universe or otherwise, you can? Fuck that! No fucking way in hell! The fucking fact that you injured Rita just to make it so that she was no longer part of the fights so choosing your final fucking contenders would be simple and easy, which, by the way, I was lucky to have woken up to learn of in time so that it could be treated when it was the best fucking time to fucking treat, does nothing but compound and escalate how much wrong and evil you've goddamn done here, you bastard piece of shit son of a bitch motherfucker! For what I think is the first time in my entire fucking existence, I'm aiming to worsen injuries, wounds and the like! Namely, yours, since God knows you damn well goddamn deserve them after all you've goddamn done! I'm inflicting my own and adding to the ones you have from the others as well as making them worse, and while I'm shocked I, of all people, could be this vehement about harming someone, I guess you just plain brought out the worst in me that fucking badly!"

It seemed like Monty was finally going to see his would-be reign ended, and it also looked like he'd soon pass out and that, the next time he was conscious, it would be when he was in a fucking prison reserved for the worst of the worst. But even though the Animaniacs working together against him and giving him big-time what-for certainly had the fucking advantage over him now after so long of being in one trapped and tortured state or another, and Monty most definitely deserved every single last knuckle and impact of the violent, powerful punishment that he was receiving, the problem was that Monty was a toon just like the Animaniacs were all toons, even if he was obviously from a different-ass fucking universe than they were, but still.

That meant that, just as was also the case with them, ironically, he was much harder to knock out and/or kill than most were, and such a fucking fact would show with what would happen next. You see, Monty got lucky at the last motherfucking minute when he realized both that he'd dropped his goddamn gun and the reason for that was because, even though it was obviously the combined beatings that he was goddamn getting which made this happen, the way that he was made to be knocked this way and that and so on during those beatdowns led to how his foot bumped it quite by chance, without any of the Animaniacs unleashing their vengeance against him expecting or intending that. And, although it wasn't something he was expecting, its happening quickly gave him an idea of how to find his way out of this.

Acting fast, he reached down and grabbed the gun to pick it back up, which he managed to pull off just in time because of how the Animaniacs failed to notice him doing so until it was too late to stop him thanks to how zealous and fanatic and therefore focused they understandably were on dishing out his just desserts to him. Then, as they did notice while he had it pointed at the nearest one of them he that he could fucking see and fired all but one bullet in an attempt to nail as many of them as he could but not empty his gun, they dodged every gunshot, but barely managed to do so despite how it was sufficient and thus not a single one of them got hit. Even though Monty could tell that he only had one bullet left, he knew that this would be sufficient to find a way out of his punishment all the way, instead of just partially like he'd gotten to just now.

And sure enough, he didn't miss the chance to seize that opportunity, as he barked at the Animaniacs: "Ha, ha! You fuckers almost fucking had me there, didn't you?! Thought you'd try and take me down and put a stop to my fucking reign when you had the chance, am I right? Well, nice try, twats, but you failed miserably, even if you did almost succeed! And don't think that this damn thing is empty, either, despite how you were able to goddamn dodge the goddamn gunshots that I fucking took at you! And, as piss-poor as the fucking shape that I'm in is, I can still goddamn get the fuck away like I was motherfucking meaning to do before you jumped me like this! And no one fucking stops me unless you want at least one of you to fucking die, especially since you should all be really goddamn grateful that I'm not further attempting to kill you and settling for what's about to happen now!"

Monty also added in at the suddenly stilled and backing away Animaniacs: "And that's only because I don't want to use up all my fucking bullets and need all of you here for whatever I need and/or want in the fucking future, the latter of which I only remembered just now, thanks to your vicious, underhanded and sneaky-ass assault on me! For shame, motherfuckers! Ganging up on your ruler like that when he wasn't fucking looking and had his goddamn guard down! Such a cowardly bunch of cunts you are, indeed! Well, this should fucking keep you at bay! Anyway, my vehicle is only a tiny bit above ground, and you were all so fucking focused on attacking me that you didn't even fucking bother to try and disable my vehicle for shit! That along with failing to see me goddamn go for my goddamn gun until it was too fucking late was your biggest mistake here!"

Subsequently, he climbed onto his vehicle and told the Animaniacs while holding his gun with one hand and starting the driving of his vehicle he'd meant to get fully into before with the other: "Especially given how the aforementioned state of being only a tiny bit off the ground and fully functional and able to operate like before, not to mention how I'm still conscious enough and with enough strength and energy to fucking focus and goddamn drive after climbing on just as easily as before, makes it so that I'm still goddamn getting the fuck out of here right now and will be plenty in the motherfucking mood to make you suffer with what I make happen with you next! Whenever I fucking choose and whatever I fucking choose for it, too! And none of you can do a fucking thing to stop me now, since I now have you in my fucking power and under my fucking control once motherfucking more, just like no one else can! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!"

Just so we're clear about what shape and state Monty was currently in, by the way, think the way that Cartman looked at the end of the South Park episode "Breast Cancer Show Ever", but magnify it by at least two orders of magnitude on all counts, be it bruises, black eyes, lost teeth, bleeding areas, what have you. Even so, he was indeed correct about how he was still able to do enough to point his gun, drive his vehicle and do both of those things enough to get away despite how the Animaniacs almost fucking had him. And now he was flying up into and through the air while saying: "You asshole Animaniacs may have put the kibosh on me while you had the chance during the time I wasn't looking and was therefore off guard, but you tripped at the finish line because it fell short of putting me in a fully subdued state! And I've still got enough energy and strength, to say nothing of the means via this vehicle, to goddamn get the fuck away, and even though I've motherfucking made this shit fucking clear before, I want to both emphasize it and rub salt in the wounds about how you fucking failed despite how you were so fucking close! And goddamn getting the fuck away is something which I should have been able to do before now and something that I will do now, especially since I've still got at least one last bullet left in this gun despite how I lost count while trying to shoot one or more of you losers the fuck dead, not that I can't reload and/or get another one in one way or the other, at one time or another!"

He also added the fuck in: "And you can all bet your asses that I'll be back and be more in fucking control and charge than ever when I am, and on a greater level than was originally goddamn going to be the fucking case with that, which is saying something in a way beyond description of any kind! Here's a gesture of emphasis for that, just like I emphasized what I did before vocally instead of physically like I will with this emphasizing!" He fired the last bullet in the gun right at the Animaniacs he was now looking down at from above, and although it did not hit any of them, it did send them scattering, naturally and understandably. In spite of how Monty let out a cruel, evil laugh of: "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Look at 'em run! Not so tough now, are you, puissant washout wimps? Thought not! That's it, you dorky dumbass dipshits! Run like the helpless, pathetic, worthless little cowards you are!" he would be knocked off his high horse as well as his vehicle in the next moment.

How so, you ask? Well, it just so happens that the bullet which hit the ground after he fired it at the Animaniacs from above and unsurprisingly sent them scattering in the process then, having hit the ground with as much impact and speed as it did, in addition to that being the case on a ground that was made of concrete, given that it was the ground that was part of the studio entranceway and parking lot, bounced right back up off that ground and, by freak chance, toward where Monty's vehicle was in the air as he was about to go into another evil laughter sequence. In addition, he was only alerted to the sound of that bouncing back, flying, soaring stray bullet when it had gotten close enough to be about to hit his vehicle.

Of course, this was due in part both to his arrogance and current feelings of swagger and hubris and the noises his vehicle was giving off as it took him forward in the air, but I digress. In any case, Monty, upon hearing the sound of the sailing bullet, turned around from where he had been looking before and said: "Huh? What the hell is that fucking noise?" He then saw the bullet coming at him, or more accurately, at his vehicle, and realizing what it was and what it meant was goddamn going to fucking happen in about a nanosecond, he suddenly gasped with one hell of a terrified look on his face: "HOLY SHIT."

And right after he'd squeezed this the fuck out, the bullet stopped its journey when it hit not only Monty's vehicle, but, again by freak chance, the very part of the middle of it which had in it the majority of vital parts, mechanics, what have you of that vehicle. At least a small part of each one, in any case, anyway, but it did indeed rip through all of the small regions in question of the vital parts, mechanics, etc also in question. That, and it bounced about in Monty's vehicle this way and that, having been slowed down enough by the obvious solid matter it met when it hit the vehicle's interior so that it now had nowhere else to go with what speed it had left, when it hit the wall that was the inside of the other side of the vehicle, as opposed to the side where it had hit and entered. And this resulted in it ripping through various parts, regions, mechanics, pieces and the like in Monty's vehicle, both important and unimportant.

Predictably, Monty's vehicle not only was now out of control and damaged beyond repair of any sort, but it also, worse yet(at least for Monty, anyway), followed when the bullet finally stopped moving and got stuck in the last part of it that it hit and damaged and an explosion of sorts happened that, while mostly inside of the vehicle and stopping just short of blowing up the entire vehicle and/or touching any part of Monty, still made it so that Monty was now going straight the fuck down towards a different region of the ground than his runaway bullet had hit. There weren't any walls, buildings, cars or anything else anywhere near to that region of the ground, so it was very obvious that it was indeed the ground where Monty's vehicle was going to crash. "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHHH! NONONONONONONONONONONONONONONO!" Monty cried out, suddenly panicking.

The Animaniacs(and everyone else in the region of the parking lot of the Termite Terrace who wasn't Monty and had caught sight of this) were, upon seeing this having happened and what was currently going on, suddenly stilled from how surprised and confused they were. Knowing that he had to act quickly if he wanted to survive, since the vehicle was plummeting towards the ground most speedily, Monty just barely succeeded in getting himself into a position where he'd be able to crouch/squat down and thrust himself in a manner so that, due to it being at the same time as he took one hell of a leap, he got himself hurled away from the vehicle before it crashed. However, this ironically proved to be his worst mistake ever seconds later.

Why's that? Well, just after Monty was off of the vehicle and a small amount away from it, it crashed to the ground and created one hell of an explosion and massive impact in so doing. Said explosion and impact combo was powerful, strong and long range enough to hit Monty and cause him to fly forward further than he meant to with the force it generated, along with how it dealt a bit of physical harm/bodily damage to him. But this was nothing compared to what would happen in the process of that and result from it. You see, just after Monty cried out: "YAAAARRRRGGGHHH! SHIT!" from the way it felt while injuring him and propelling him forward a longer distance than was his intention when he took that leap, he also was sent right down towards the center of his pool of dip from above.

Despite how, had he not been hit and pushed by the explosion and impact resulting from his vehicle crashing into the ground, he would have simply hit a different region of that ground, namely the one right next to the vat of dip, and, as such, would have, at worst, been further injured, but still alive and able to recover from that injury and all the others he'd received, albeit over a long period of time while requiring medical attention, here's the thing. Besides how he had indeed been very obviously hit by the explosion and impact in question, it was in a way so that, as mentioned before, he was falling right at not just the dip in the tank of it, but directly at the VERY middle of that tank and that dip. Not only the middle, but the VERY middle. I know I've pretty much made this clear before, and I know I'm repeating myself, but I'm doing so for emphasis because I want it to be evident beyond evident that you did not read wrong and that what you saw is most definitely what you saw. No tricks, no illusions, nothing.

Okay, enough emphasizing. On with the story, Monty saw where he was falling instead of the part of the ground he had meant to get himself to fall on so that he could, using his forced and undeserved command over the Animaniacs universe, demand he be brought to a hospital and treated, and he opened his eyes most widely. After all, he knew what he was seeing and what it had to mean, all things considered. He then let out a blood-curdling, ear-splitting and audible over miles scream of: "FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" These proved to be the last words that the little bastard ever fucking spoke, as not two seconds later, he landed right into the pool of dip, creating a splash that only didn't leave the tank because it was in the center and thus just barely stayed within its container as it spread around and caused ripples aplenty that flowed like tiny tidal waves.

Although Monty tried to act as fast as he could to goddamn get the fuck out of there, it was already too late. No sooner was the top half of him above the surface than did the following fucking things fucking happen. He was burned, melted, evaporated and vaporized from the inside out and the outside in, and most thoroughly and completely, too. It was an incredibly grotesque sight, with how it caused him to goddamn go from one macabre look of imminent death to another, and it kept up, with Monty letting out all sorts of gasps, cries, screams, howls, yells, gargles and/or screeches, all of them blood-curdling, bone-chilling, spine-tingling and guaranteed to make your blood run cold, until Monty went up in a gigantic flash of steam. In fact, if you've seen the movie "Osmosis Jones", you know how Thrax meets his end near the end of the movie in that alcohol. For the way that Monty met his timely and horrible end here in that dip, think the death of Thrax that I speak of, but times at least four, if you know what I mean.

It was so ironic, really. After all, despite not having mentioned it, Monty had meant that massive pool of dip to be a means to ensure doubly, if not triply, that it was firm and permanent that he had utter control over this universe and everything, plus everyone, in it, and that the same would go for any other universes he decided to conquer, especially if one of them was the Tiny Toon Adventures universe he came from into this Animaniacs one. But instead, the one purpose that it served in the end was to see to his ultimate and utter undoing, and all because of his own folly, too. In the process, of course, this put an end to his conquest of the Animaniacs universe and any and all other ones of his abominable atrocities and abysmal ambitions. Anyhow, after Monty was finally goddamn gone for good and fucking forever, here's what happened. For a few long seconds, everyone who'd seen what had just happened and what it resulted in was just as still and silent, having not expected the way that it started, let alone the way that it turned out and ended.

Particularly since, just before that, there were toons who were scattering to avoid a bullet, which ironically was the same fucking bullet which bounced the fuck back and saw to the destruction of Monty's vehicle and the end of Monty himself. So that silent and stilled feeling that came from their startled state was just what came naturally, much like the startled state itself was. However, once those few long-ass seconds had fucking passed, astonishment turned to elation. After all, the knowledge that Monty was gone forever and completely kaput in the strongest sense of the word increasingly and quickly flooded into everyone's minds and awareness, and let's not forget that the ones who hadn't been seeing Monty before due to being inside of the fucking studio had been alerted to what had happened by the way that his vehicle crashing into the ground sounded.

Which meant that they'd come out just in time to see Monty be sent flying into that pool of dip and subsequently meet his doom, and even the dumbest of the dumb among them didn't have to do a whole lot of thinking and putting together of the pieces before coming to realize what it motherfucking meant and what the hell would fucking result from that. Be it what was mentioned above thanks to Monty having motherfucking met his fucking end or the fact that everyone was free and this horrendous ordeal was finally fucking over, these facts and everything in between made it so that excitement, joy, rejoicing, celebration, relief, thankfulness and relaxation were suddenly goddamn going to fucking commence in full. And both in spades and on a considerable level of equally considerable magnitude, at that.

"IT'S OVER! IT'S FUCKING OVER! IT'S REALLY FUCKING OVER!" let out Minerva before she embraced Wilford and vice versa, with Wilford telling her: "AT LAST THIS SHIT HAS FUCKING ENDED! WE'RE FREE! EVERYONE IS FREE! OUR UNIVERSE IS FREE!" Then they could no longer speak, as Minerva cried tears of joy and relief into Wilford's chest and Wilford cried tears caused by the same kinds of fucking feelings that dripped and dropped down onto Minerva's shoulders and back. And Rita wrapped herself around Runt in a hug, with Runt doing the same as he sat on his haunches to make it easier for both of them. "HE'S GONE, RUNT! HE CAN'T TYRANNIZE US OR ENDANGER OUR UNIVERSE OR ANYONE OR ANYTHING IN IT, NOR ANY OTHER UNIVERSE, EVER AGAIN! THE SCOURGE OF MAX HAS COME TO A FUCKING END!" "YEAH, HE'S GONE! DEFINITELY GONE, RITA! AND HIS SCOURGE HAS DEFINITELY COME TO A FUCKING END!" Runt responded.

And Rita and Runt alike were both crying happy, relieved and thankful tears, the former's causing Runt's frontal torso to get wet and the latter's giving Rita a mini-shower, but neither cared for shit. Not with how they felt right now, and especially about the fucking fact that they were both safe and tight with each other right now, just like was the case with Wilford and Minerva(on similar levels, too, given how the relationships of the two pairs of before were now on a greater level than ever, having been skyrocketed for very obvious-ass fucking reasons, indeed). And this was not unlike what was so with Flavio and Marita, who were really giving one another one hell of a big-ass hug, buried deep into each other's flab and blubber and stuck in as much as stuck on each other(even if not permanently or irreversibly, since it wasn't the same as glue, paste, etc, but still), and their tears of delight, gratitude and elatedness were ironically motherfucking making each other considerably wet, almost to the point of being slippery.

But this interfered not with the sincerity, tightness, closeness and goddamn good-ass fucking feel of their hug, nor with their current feelings, emotions and the bliss they were lost in between each other, and Flavio was going: "OUR HARROWING PLIGHT IS NO MORE, MY LOVE, AND THINGS CAN GO BACK TO THE WAY THEY WERE BEFORE THIS FUCKING STARTED! THANK GOD AND THE GOOD FORCES OF FATE!" Marita responded: "YOU ARE NOTHING SHORT OF FUCKING CORRECT ON ALL COUNTS, AND I AGREE 100%, ALSO ON ALL FUCKING COUNTS, MY DARLING! MAY THIS SORT OF HORRIFIC SITUATION NEVER FUCKING BEFALL US AGAIN, AND OUR LIVES AND UNIVERSE ALIKE CONTINUE AS THEY DID BEFORE RECENTLY AND SHOULD HAVE CONTINUED TO INSTEAD OF BEING PUT THROUGH THIS!"

Furthermore, Slappy was tightly hugging Skippy while holding him close and vice versa, and the former told her nephew: "AFTER SO FUCKING LONG, THIS FUCKING ORDEAL CEASES IN FULL AND FOR ALL FUCKING TIME AND BEYOND! THANK GOD AND ALL OF HIS ASSOCIATES ALIKE, AND, IF THERE ARE ANY OTHER HEROIC DIETIES, MY THANKS TO THEM, TOO! IF WE NEVER HAVE TO GODDAMN GO THROUGH THIS FUCKED-UP BULLSHIT AGAIN, IT'LL BE TOO FUCKING SOON! OH, SKIPPY!" And Skippy replied: "I COULDN'T AGREE MORE WITH LITERALLY EVERYTHING YOU JUST SAID, AUNT SLAPPY! OH, AUNT SLAPPY! I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN OR HOW THIS WAS GOING TO TURN OUT ANY MORE THAN YOU DID, BUT NOW I KNOW FOR SURE, JUST LIKE YOU DO! WORDS FAIL ME BEYOND THIS POINT, REALLY, BECAUSE I'M JUST PLAIN TOO FUCKING RELIEVED AND THANKFUL FOR HOW THIS ENDED UP TURNING OUT AND WHAT POSITION BOTH OF US AND EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING ELSE IN THIS UNIVERSE ARE IN NOW, AND IT'S VERY OBVIOUS WHY, TOO!"

Slappy was, for one of the very few times in her life, actually crying, though said tears were of course because of thankfulness, happiness and how she was finally able to relax and feel the blessed-ass fucking relief of how this had all ended and she was now embracing her safe and saved nephew tightly, closely and warmly. Of course she was beyond overjoyed and grateful that Skippy was indeed okay and had now been rescued, and the same went for how everyone else who had been put through all this was, but Skippy especially, since he was her nephew. And if Slappy could fucking feel this way, then Skippy most definitely could, and sure enough, he did indeed. Besides how he was obviously relieved to have lived through this and that no one ended up being killed except for Monty, he was just as overjoyed and grateful about both all of the other things that Slappy was and for the fact that, chances were, this would never happen again, and that it turned out the best that it could have turned out when a disaster like that did happen.

This, and it was also the case that he was feeling so warm and safe and relaxed in his aunt's warm, firm, loving, close embrace, just like she was in his, and where her tears got him somewhat dampened, his tears got her quite wet, but he was crying for just the same reasons she was, plus that he was now in the arms of his beloved aunt who would recover and survive by what she had to do in order not to make things worse. Let's not fucking forget that he obviously hadn't fucking forgotten how everything was back to normal in this universe and it was now safe along with everyone and everything in it, and of course that meant plenty to him just like it meant shitloads to Slappy, but he couldn't help but feel particularly good feelings that meant slightly more to him, which was quite a statement, about his aunt being of that same favorable-ass status. After all, they were family, were they not? My point exactly. Sure, it wasn't the same kind of familial level as mother and son, but it was still plenty meaningful, especially at this sort of a fucking time.

Let's not fucking forget that Pesto, Squit and Bobby were, at this moment, in a close hug of a tight embrace with, respectively, Kiki, Sasha and Lana, and all were shedding tears of happy and gratefulness-laden glee into each other's feathers. Not that this motherfucking mattered to them worth shit, given what they were fucking coming the fuck out for, but in any case, here's the words that could be heard coming out of their beaks. Pesto told Kiki: "KIKI, I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO ABLE TO SEE HOW FUCKING BLESSED WE ALL ARE UNTIL NOW, WHEN WE WENT THROUGH ALL WE JUST DID AND CAME OUT ALIVE AND EITHER PERFECTLY UNHARMED OR INJURED BUT NOT SERIOUSLY OR BEYOND RECOVERY! THANK THE LORD FOR THAT AND FOR HOW NOTHING'S GOING TO FUCKING CHANGE FOR THE WORSE IN THIS UNIVERSE! NO MORE TYRANNIZING FROM MAX! NO MORE FORCED FIGHTS AND/OR THREATS FROM MAX! NO MORE MAX!"

And Kiki replied: "I KNOW, PESTO! I KNOW! AND WE NOW BURY AND NESTLE OURSELVES RIGHT THE FUCK INTO EACH OTHER WHILE KNOWING THAT THIS WILL NOT FUCKING CONTINUE FOR SHIT AND HAS COME TO A CLOSE, JUST LIKE THIS THE FUCKING CASE WITH MAX'S MISERABLE, MALEVOLENT AND MONSTROUS LIFE! THANK CHRIST FOR THAT AND ALL OF OUR OTHER BLESSINGS BEFORE AND AFTER WHAT WE FUCKING WENT THROUGH! RIGHT DOWN TO HOW WE'RE NOW LOST IN ONE ANOTHER, AS MENTIONED BEFORE!"

Additionally, Squit put across to Sasha: "SASHA, WE ALL WERE PUT THROUGH AND THUS WENT THROUGH SO MUCH PAIN, IN ONE FORM OR THE OTHER, ONE WAY OR ANOTHER! BUT AS IT WOULD FUCKING TURN THE FUCK OUT IN THE END, IT AT LEAST ENDED UP BEING ANYTHING BUT FOR NOTHING, WITH THE WAY THAT YOU AND ALL THE OTHER UNDESERVING CAPTIVES WERE FUCKING SAVED AND MAX IS NOW THE FUCK OUT OF THE FUCKING PICTURE FOR GODDAMN GOOD! THIS WORLD ISN'T UNDER HIS FORCED CONTROL ANY MORE AND NEITHER ARE WE OR ANYONE ELSE IN IT, AND THE REST OF OUR FUCKING UNIVERSE ISN'T, EITHER! THIS ALONE IS BEYOND WONDERFUL, BUT SAID WONDERFULNESS IS ADDED TO BY THE WAY THAT NOW I'M WITH YOU!"

"I FUCKING HEAR YOU LOUD AND CLEAR, SQUIT!" said Sasha. "AND I CONCUR COMPLETELY! MOST FUCKING COMPLETELY! IN FACT, NOTHING SHORT OF MOST FUCKING COMPLETELY! I WAS SCARED FOR US, THE CAPTURED ONES, MYSELF OR OTHERWISE, AND THE ONES WHO WERE FUCKING FORCED TO FUCKING FIGHT, YOU OR OTHERWISE! I WAS JUST AS SCARED FOR THE REST OF THIS FUCKING UNIVERSE AND THE FUCKING FUTURE THEREOF! I DIDN'T KNOW HOW THE HELL THIS SHIT WAS GODDAMN GOING TO FUCKING TURN THE FUCK OUT! NO MORE THAN ANYONE ELSE DID! BUT EVEN AS WE SEEMED TO BE GODDAMN DONE FOR, A MOTHERFUCKING MIRACLE OCCURRED ALL OF A SUDDEN AND AT THE LAST FUCKING SECOND! THANK CHRIST! THANK ALL AND EVERYTHING WE HAVE TO FUCKING THANKFUL FOR! I DON'T KNOW HOW THE HELL FUCKING LONG IT WILL BE BEFORE I'M ABLE TO LET GO OF YOU!"

Let's not ignore the way that Bobby told Lana: "WORDS CAN'T EVEN FUCKING BEGIN TO GODDAMN DESCRIBE HOW MUCH RELIEF I FUCKING FEEL AND HOW GRATEFUL, GLAD, RELIEVED AND THANKFUL I AM THAT THIS BULLSHIT HAS CEASED TO BE AND STOPPED FOR KEEPS, LANA! WITH THE FUCKING EXCEPTION THAT IT APPLIES TO ALL FUCKING PARTS AND ON ALL FUCKING COUNTS AND MATTERS OF THIS! THE WAY THAT OUR UNIVERSE IS SAVED AND NO LONGER FUCKING THREATENED OR OPPRESSED, AND NEITHER IS ANYONE OR ANYTHING IN IT! THE WAY THAT MONTY HAS BEEN TERMINATED AND WILL NEVER PLAGUE OR BE A SCOURGE TO THIS UNIVERSE OR ANY OTHER AGAIN! NOT FOR ETERNITY AND BEYOND! THE WAY THAT WE'RE ALL SAFE AND ALIVE, EVEN IF SOME OF US HAVE TO RECOVER MORE AND/OR IN MORE WAYS THAN OTHERS! THE WAY THAT EVERYTHING'S THE FUCK BACK TO NORMAL AND THE WAY THAT IT WAS BEFORE ALL OF THIS STARTED THAT'S TO BE SAID ABOUT RECENT TIMES! THE WAY THAT WE NOW ARE WRAPPED THE FUCK UP IN ONE ANOTHER'S WINGS AND WILL HOLD EACH OTHER IN THIS EMBRACE FOR GOD ONLY KNOWS HOW LONG! AND I GIVE MY FULL THANKS TO THAT SAME GOD FOR HOW THINGS ARE NOW DESPITE HOW THEY WERE DURING THAT ORDEAL!"

Lana said to Bobby immediately thereafter: "YOU'VE DAMN WELL TAKEN THE FUCKING WORDS RIGHT THE FUCK OUT OF MY FUCKING BEAK IN THE STRONGEST FUCKING MEANING AND SENSE OF WHAT I'VE DAMN WELL JUST FUCKING SAID, BOBBY! I MEAN, OF COURSE I WHOLEHEARTEDLY AND THOROUGHLY AGREE WITH YOU ON EVERY LAST FUCKING THING YOU'VE JUST FUCKING SAID TO ME, BUT BESIDES AND BEYOND THAT, THE FUCKING FACT THAT THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL THAT WE WILL EVER BE FUCKING PUT THROUGH THIS OR ANYTHING IN ANY WAY FUCKING SIMILAR TO IT FOR SHIT AGAIN AS WELL AS THE FUCKING FACT THAT MONTY GOT HIS IN A WAY THAT EVEN OUR HATRED OF AND LOATH TOWARDS HIM DIDN'T FUCKING CAUSE US TO FUCKING EXPECT FOR SHIT COMPOUNDS HOW MOTHERFUCKING MUCH OF A MOTHERFUCKING MIRACLE THIS IS! AND HOW MOTHERFUCKING MUCH OF A BIG-TIME FUCKING BLESSING OF THE HIGHEST MOTHERFUCKING MAGNITUDE THIS IS! EVEN WHEN IT DOESN'T FUCKING SEEM TO BE ON OUR FUCKING SIDE, LUCK AND FORTUNE IS, AS IT HAS FUCKING PROVEN QUITE OFTEN AND MORE THAN EVER IN THE MOST RECENT OF FUCKING TIMES, AND OF COURSE TURNED OUT IN QUITE THE STRONG, FIRM AND OBVIOUS-ASS FUCKING WAY IN THE FUCKING AFTERMATH OF THIS FUCKING PLIGHT OF OURS, MOST DEFINITELY ON OUR FUCKING SIDE AS MUCH AS IN OUR FUCKING FAVOR! WE CAN BE MORE FUCKING CERTAIN THAN EVER THAT BOTH OF THOSE THINGS DAMN WELL FUCKING FAVOR US AND WILL FUCKING FOREVER BE ON OUR FUCKING SIDE! ALWAYS AND FOREVER, FOREVER AND ALWAYS! THAT I AM NOW IN YOUR FUCKING WINGS AND WILL CONTINUE TO BE FOR LORD ONLY KNOWS HOW FUCKING LONG IS FURTHER EVIDENCE OF THIS ON TOP OF AN ALREADY MASSIVE-ASS FUCKING AMOUNT OF THAT FUCKING EVIDENCE!"

Now for how Mindy and Buttons were currently doing the following things while in the following state. Buttons was barking and panting as if to say to Mindy: "MINDY! MINDY! OH, MINDY! I KNOW FULL WELL THAT I'VE BEEN FUCKING FRANTIC AS HELL ABOUT SAVING YOU, KEEPING YOU SAFE, LOOKING AFTER YOU AND/OR MOTHERFUCKING MAKING FULL FUCKING SURE THAT YOU DON'T GODDAMN GET HURT WORTH SHIT, BUT NEVER IN MY LIFE HAS IT BEEN SO DAMN IMPORTANT TO ME TO MOTHERFUCKING MAKE CERTAIN OF THAT, NOR EVER IN MY LIFE HAS IT BEEN SO MOTHERFUCKING MEANINGFUL TO ME AND RELIEVING TO ME THAT YOU'RE BOTH UNHARMED, OKAY AND IN MY EMBRACE AND VICE VERSA, AS IT IS RIGHT NOW! YOU'VE ALWAYS FUCKING MEANT SO DAMN MUCH TO ME, IT'S TRUE, BUT NOWHERE NEAR AS MUCH AS YOU DO NOW AT ANY POINT BEFORE NOW! NOT GIVEN WHAT WE JUST HAD TO DAMN WELL GODDAMN GO THROUGH AND HOW IT FORTUNATELY ENDED THE FUCK UP WITHOUT US EVEN KNOWING IT WOULD, AND WHAT IT MIGHT HAVE ENDED UP LIKE HAD IT NOT DAMN WELL BEEN FOR THIS UNEXPECTED-ASS FUCKING BLESSING THAT'S JUST BEEN FUCKING BESTOWED THE FUCK UPON US ALL, YOU AND ME OR OTHERWISE!"

And simultaneously, Mindy was telling Buttons: "OH, DEAR GOD, BUTTONS! I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE TELLING ME! I MAY ONLY BE A TODDLER, BUT I DON'T HAVE TO ASK WHY THIS IS! NOT THIS TIME! NOT IN THIS PARTICULAR INSTANCE! NOT WITH ALL THAT'S OCCURRED AND HOW IT COULD HAVE TURNED OUT! I'VE ALWAYS LOVED YOU! I'VE ALWAYS BEEN CHEERFUL AND CUTE AND SWEET! I KNOW I'VE GOT A LOT OF GROWING UP AND LEARNING TO DO! I ADMIT THERE IS A LOT I DON'T KNOW RIGHT NOW OR HAVEN'T YET COME TO UNDERSTAND! BUT THIS IS CAN VERY FULLY UNDERSTAND! I DON'T THINK I'VE EVER BEEN THIS RELIEVED, THIS THANKFUL, THIS AWARE OF WHAT'S GOING ON, THIS SHAKEN BY WHAT'S HAPPENED! I'VE NEVER FELT AS MUCH PAIN AND/OR FEAR AS I DID WHILE I WAS TRAPPED IN THAT ENERGY CUBE WITH THOSE OTHERS THAT YOU AND ALL THE OTHER OTHERS RESCUED ME AND THEM FROM! THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU TO ALL OF THEM, FROM ME AND ALL OF US, BUT IN MY CASE, ESPECIALLY TO YOU, BUTTONS! WE'RE ALL SAFE! ALL WAS AS IT SHOULD BE BEFORE THAT HORRIBLE MONTY SHOWED UP! EVEN BEING AS CAREFREE AND OPTIMISTIC AND OBLIVIOUS TO SO MUCH AS I ADMIT I AM, OR AT LEAST CAN BE A LOT OF THE TIME, THAT MUCH IS OBVIOUS TO ME AS MUCH AS IT WOULD BE TO ANYONE! IT'S OVER NOW! IT'S ALL OVER! IT'S FOREVER OVER! AND ALL IS AS IT NEEDS TO BE NOW MORE THAN EVER! I WANT TO PUT ALL OF THIS BEHIND ME RIGHT NOW, JUST LIKE ALL OF US, BUT LIKE WITH ALL OF US, I THINK IT'S GOING TO STAY WITH ME A WHILE! EVEN SO, I'M GLAD AND GRATEFUL AS CAN BE THAT NOW OUR LIVES ARE SALVAGED AND WE NEVER HAVE TO FOLLOW MONTY'S MALICIOUS ORDERS AGAIN! I'M A TODDLER, ALL RIGHT, BUT TODDLER OR NOT, I SEE HOW IT IS HERE AND WHY!"

Finally, there was the way that all three Warner siblings were embracing one another and, hilariously enough, Scratchy and Nurse were doing the same fucking thing to them and vice versa, plus Scratchy and Nurse were doing the same damn thing to each other, as well. Yakko was telling them, particularly his siblings and Nurse: "WE'VE SURVIVED! WE'RE SAFE AFTER SO MUCH GODDAMN DANGER AS WE WERE FUCKING PUT THE FUCK IN! AT LAST I'M WITH BOTH OF MY WARNER SIBLINGS AGAIN, NOT FIGHTING AGAINST ONE OF THEM IN ORDER TO SAVE THE OTHER! THE WARNER TRIO IS ONCE MORE A TRUE, ACTUAL FUCKING TRIO! AND ALONG WITH MY FUCKING PSYCHIATRIST, WHO I WAS NEVER THIS THANKFUL TO SEE ALIVE OR IN ANY WAY THIS SERIOUS TOWARDS, BEING SAFE AND NO LONGER ON THE LINE, I SEE MY NURSE NOT AS SOMEONE WHO HAS TO BE PART OF THE FORCED BATTLES, OR EVEN SOMEONE WHO I DAMN WELL FUCKING FIND SO FUCKING HOT LIKE IS USUALLY THE FUCKING CASE, BUT AS SOMEONE I'M JUST PLAIN GODDAMN GLAD IS OKAY AND WILL RECOVER FROM THE SORTS OF SHIT THAT, IRONICALLY, SHE USUALLY TREATS AND TENDS TO, WHILE SHE OF COURSE IS BACK TO HER REGULAR STATUS OF BEFORE, JUST LIKE EVERYTHING ELSE ABOUT THIS FUCKING UNIVERSE IS, INCLUDING THE REST OF US HERE!"

Additionally, Wakko was saying to them, his siblings and Nurse especially: "OH, HOW I AM SO VERY WITH YOU, YAKKO, WARNER BROTHER! THAT I HADN'T ANY CHOICE BUT TO BATTLE AND, AS IT FUCKING TURNED THE FUCK OUT, KNOCK YOU OUT AT THE BEGINNING OF THIS FUCKED-UP BULLSHIT ONLY ADDS TO THIS, AND ESPECIALLY SINCE I HAD TO FUCKING FIGHT EVEN FUCKING FURTHER BEFORE MINERVA FINALLY DAMN WELL FUCKING TOOK ME THE HELL DOWN! I DON'T HAVE TO FUCKING SEE YOU, HER OR ANYONE ELSE WHO IS A FRIEND OR SIBLING OF MINE AS ANYTHING BUT ONE OF THOSE ANYMORE, THOUGH! AND THANK HEAVEN FOR THAT AND THE FUCKING FACT THAT WE HAVE OUR UNIVERSE AS IT WAS BEFORE AND NOW FURTHER ON THAT FUCKING LEVEL, HAVING SURVIVED THIS HORRIBLE-ASS FUCKING HARDSHIP OF OURS AND LEARNING THAT, IF NEED BE, WE DO INDEED HAVE THE FUCKING STRENGTH TO MOTHERFUCKING MAKE IT THROUGH EVEN SOMETHING AS HORRENDOUS HORRIBLE AND HARROWING AS THIS SORT OF FUCKING SHIT! IT FUCKING FEELS LIKE IT DAMN WELL WOULD NATURALLY, OF COURSE, BUT THAT WE FINALLY GODDAMN GOT OUR WARNER SISTER DOT BACK AND THAT EVERYONE, FORCED FIGHTER OR CAPTIVE, IS THE FUCK OUT OF GODDAMN DANGER NOW MAGNIFIES, COMPOUNDS AND AMPLIFIES THAT BY COUNTRY MILES APLENTY!"

Not to mention that Dot was going, to them all but especially her siblings: "I CAN'T PUT INTO FUCKING WORDS WORTH SHIT HOW FULL OF RELIEF AND GRATITUDE I FUCKING AM TO BE SAFE AND AT A TIME WHEN EVERYONE ELSE IS, ALL IS BACK TO NORMAL AND THAT INCLUDES US WARNERS BEING DAMN WELL FUCKING REUNITED! I NORMALLY AM FAR TOO CUTE TO TALK AND/OR FEEL THIS INTENSE, LOUD AND/OR COLORFUL, BUT IN THIS CASE, I JUST CAN'T HELP BUT BE! EVEN LESS THAN I CAN FUCKING HELP IT IF I'M CUTE, IN FACT, WHICH IS REALLY SAYING A WHOLE HELL OF A SHITLOAD OF A LOT, TO BE SURE! NEITHER I NOR ANYONE ELSE WHO WAS CAPTURED IS ANY LONGER IN THAT FUCKING CUBE! NONE OF THE ONES WHO WERE GODDAMN GIVEN NO DAMN CHOICE FOR SHIT OTHER THAN TO BATTLE FOR THE SAKE OF ALL THAT WAS ANYTHING RESEMBLING GOOD ARE ANY LONGER TRAPPED IN THAT TYPE OF TURMOIL OR ANY OTHER FUCKING KIND OF IT, EITHER! AND BESIDES HOW I FULLY FUCKING AGREE WITH WHAT BOTH OF YOU WARNER BROTHERS OF MINE HAVE FUCKING SAID IN FUCKING FULL, THERE'S ALSO HOW I FUCKING THANK YOU TO THE MOTHERFUCKING MAX THAT YOU FUCKING SAVED ME AND EVERYONE ELSE WHO FUCKING NEEDED IT, EVEN IF YOU DID HAVE TO GO METAPHORICALLY AND LITERALLY PAINFUL LENGTHS TO DO SO! IF IT HAD TO HAPPEN, THOUGH, I AM GLAD THAT IT WAS NOT WITHOUT A MEANINGFUL AND GODDAMN GOOD-ASS CAUSE!"

Along with this, Scratchy was putting across to them: "WE'VE HAD OUR UPS AND DOWNS, WARNERS, IT'S TRUE! BUT EVEN AS THIS IS INDEED THE FUCKING CASE, AND EVEN AS I SOMETIMES BELIEVE MYSELF TO BE THE PUNCHING BAG OF FATE, I HAVE NEVER FELT CLOSER TO YOU WARNERS AND/OR BEEN MORE FUCKING SURE OF OUR FUCKING RELATIONSHIP BEING OVERALL, AT THE END OF THE DAY, A FUCKING FAVORABLE AND GOOD ONE, WITH OR WITHOUT ALL THE MAYHEM AND/OR GRIEF CAUSED A LOT OF THE FUCKING TIME, THAN I DO AND AM NOW! YOU SAVED ME AND ALL OF THE OTHER ONES WHO'D BEEN IMPRISONED AND IMPERILED, BOTH IN THE WORST FUCKING WAY POSSIBLE! I WAS LIKE A FATHER TO ALL OF YOU, AND YOU'VE BEEN LIKE TWO SONS AND A DAUGHTER TO ME BOTH IN THE MOST PROFOUND FUCKING SENSE AND WHEN IT COUNTED THE MOST! I NOW TRULY SEE THE TRUTH BOTH ABOUT HOW THINGS ARE AND WHAT FATE TRULY FUCKING WANTS FOR ME WHEN ALL IS SAID AND DONE, WHEN IT GODDAMN GETS THE FUCK DOWN TO IT AND AT THE FUCKING END OF THE FUCKING DAY! THAT ALL ELSE THAT WAS SO BEFORE IN RECENT TIMES AND IS MORE FUCKING SO THAN EVER IN THE AFTERMATH OF ALL OF THIS THANKS TO HOW IT TURNED OUT, LARGELY THANKS TO ALL OF YOU WHO HAD TO FUCKING FIGHT AGAINST YOUR FUCKING WILLS AND WITH SO MUCH AGONIZING RELUCTANCE, ADDS TO THIS IN A WAY SO THAT IT GOES WELL THE FUCK BEYOND SKYROCKETING! THANK YOU, WARNERS! THANK YOU FOR THIS AND EVERYTHING ELSE YOU DID TO SAVE US ALL AND THE DAY, AND MY THANKS TO ALL OTHERS WHO ARE CURRENTLY SO GODDAMN DESERVING OF FUCKING THANKS AS THEY FUCKING ARE!"

At last, Nurse was letting the fuck out towards them: "I KNOW WE'VE ALL GODDAMN GOT BIG TIME FUCKING RECOVERING TO DO! AND WHILE THAT MEANS I'VE OBVIOUSLY GODDAMN GOT SOME OF MY FUCKING OWN TO FUCKING DO, I WILL ALSO DO WHAT I CAN TO FUCKING TREAT ALL ELSE LIKE THAT! BUT THE RECOVERING THAT WE MUST GODDAMN DO GOES WELL BEYOND THE FUCKING PHYSICAL SORT, AND IT'S ALSO VERY FUCKING OBVIOUS WHY! EVEN SO, WITH THAT RECOVERING IS SOMETHING THAT BOTH MAKES IT MORE BEARABLE AND LETS US FUCKING KNOW THAT EVEN BEFORE WE'RE FULLY THE FUCK BACK TO FUCKING NORMAL, EVERYTHING THAT WAS THAT WAY PRIOR TO THIS IS JUST THAT AGAIN AND WILL REMAIN SO! AND THAT IS HOW WE MOTHERFUCKING MANAGED TO MOTHERFUCKING MAKE SURE THAT NONE WOULD DIE AT THE FUCKING HANDS OF THAT MOTHERFUCKER MAX AND THUS DID NOT GODDAMN GO THROUGH ALL OF THIS GODDAMNED BULLSHIT FOR NAUGHT! IT MOTHERFUCKING MEANT SOMETHING! WE FUCKING SAVED SO MOTHERFUCKING MANY! AND WE'RE SALVAGED NOW! I NEVER FELT AS CLOSE TO YOU WARNERS, OR TO YOU, SCRATCHY, OR TO ANYONE WHO'S NOW IN THE FUCKING POSITIONS THAT THE FUCKING FIVE OF US ARE, AS I GODDAMN DO NOW! EVEN AS THERE HAVE BEEN GOOD, BAD AND IN-BETWEEN INSTANCES BETWEEN ANY COMBO OF THE FIVE OF US, OR, IN SOME CASES, ALL FIVE OF US, THIS IS ONE FUCKING INSTANCE THAT MAKES IT ONLY TOO FUCKING CLEAR HOW MUCH ON ONE ANOTHER'S FUCKING SIDES WE ARE WHEN IT GODDAMN GETS THE FUCK ON DOWN TO IT AND HOW VERY CLOSE OUR FUCKING FRIENDSHIP RUNS WHEN IT MOTHERFUCKING MATTERS MOST AND HOW THE HELL FUCKING CLOSE THAT FUCKING FRIENDSHIP IS, INDEED!"

It was, as you might have goddamn guessed, quite a long time before the embraces and tears being done and shed ceased and the ones doing them got back into their normal stances, states and postures. One hell of a long-ass fucking time, in fact. And why wouldn't it be? Who could possibly blame any of the Animaniacs for making it so that this was the case, after all that they had just damn well fucking been through and given what was now happening after it was all over now, always and forever? Just like no one could blame them for being as emotional and over the top as they were right now, even if that level of both had never been the fucking case with any of them for shit before. Not with what the hell the fucking source of it fucking was. But eventually(and I mean VERY eventually), their embracing did cease, and after it came to an end and those embracing one another in rejoice and relief parted, here's what fucking happened.

First of all, there was the fucking way that anyone who wasn't yet outside came outside after they saw the Animaniacs embracing and the others in the parking lot region where that was taking place sitting down due to being too relieved and relaxed to speak, move or even stand all of a fucking sudden. When this happened, even the least intelligent of them didn't take long to put two and two together and see both what this was all about and how it had come to be this way. And secondly, when they were seen by the Animaniacs and the others who had been outside of the fucking studio longer than they'd been?

Well, those ones were at first surprised, but then Minerva said: "Oh! Hello, everyone! I don't know whether or not you know, but this horrific, excruciating time in all of our lives has finally come the fuck to a fucking end, thank God and all of heaven's hosts along with fate and fortune alike." "We actually just did come to that realization, believe it or not, but we are glad that you told us, since that further confirms it and accounts for what we saw going on out here." said Ralph before adding: "But I do believe we have one last link to this horrid time in our lives to goddamn get the fuck rid of here." He pointed to the vast vat of dip in order to emphasize and to make it clear exactly what the hell he was damn well referring to.

It was immediately clear, obvious and understandable as hell to everyone else, and one of the studio's main animator's said: "Fortunately, I can get right to work on that!" He took out a big pencil in his pocket, then put it to use to literally erase the gigantic tank of dib completely. At the instant that he was done, every single last connection to what Monty had fucking started and put everyone in this fucking vicinity of the Animaniacs universe through was severed as much as disconnected in the most utter and thorough of ways possible. Following this, he put his fucking pencil the fuck away, and Rita said: "Nice job. Here's hoping we never have to fucking see anything this horrible and/or painful again, in reality, our dreams or anything else."

"You said it, Rita." Runt told her. "Yeah, you definitely said it." "Word up, Reet." put in Yakko. "Well said, puss." Flavio stated. "Couldn't have said it better myself." agreed Wakko. "I co-sign that completely." Dot concurred. "Nicely put, kitty." Slappy uttered. "Ditto." Marita let out, and no one else said a fucking word, for they'd all just been spoken for along with how the ones who been like-minded to Rita's statement had spoken for themselves along with Rita herself. "Oh, and by the way?" Ralph said after this, prompting everyone else to turn to and look at him. "I just wanted to say that I'm really sorry for how badly I screwed up, the way that I was so fucking naïve and trusting and unknowingly gave Max the opportunity that the little bastard fucking needed to get started in terms of causing all of this. I wish I'd known better and been aware of his true intentions before he could set things in motion."

"Hey, it's all right." Nurse told Ralph. Then Wilford added: "You just thought that you were helping someone out who needed it and didn't know what he was actually meaning to do." "In fact, none of us knew what he was actually planning until he made his move after seeing an opportunity to do so." one of the studio creators put in. "So don't beat yourself up too much or feel too awful about it, chum." Yakko put the fuck across to him. "Max tricked you and forced this on you and all of us. And in the end, he ended up paying for it. And, as it would turn out, the way that he fucking paid for it, even if none of us were expecting it for crap, was with his filthy life." said Slappy. "And all things considered, not to mention as is the fucking case with us, your best bet is to move on. Especially since it's your best bet as much as it is everyone else's." Squit let him know. Ralph smiled, nodded and did just that along with everyone, and thus would the next phase/stage of healing begin. Still, it was so ironic, indeed. The relationship between some of the individuals who'd gone through and survived all of this fucking crap seemed to alternate constantly, even if, in the cases of others, it was overall consistently good and favorable. But now it was evident that, however much there might have been alternation in some cases, that alternation was overshadowed by how, when it was most vital and motherfucking made the most goddamn difference, those kinds of relationships were indeed good and favorable, and when push came to shove, the ones that were part of it were on each other's side as much as was the case with the ones who were in overall consistently favorable and good relationships. And that, along with unbreakable wills and spirits, was one of the many parts of what fucking saw the fuck to it that the Animaniacs universe now went back to being practically the next best thing to heaven as it had recently been before, and simultaneously, plus likewise, Monty was now in and eternally trapped in, and quite predictably and obviously subject to the punishments and tortures of, the actual, original and true hell.

END OF CHAPTER 10 AND THE STORY

Well, that's it for the story! I'm guessing that I did one hell of a good job making you thirsty for Monty's blood and setting things up so that, by the time he got his/what-for/his comeuppance/his just desserts, it would be nothing short of satisfying, craved, proportionate and sufficient! If so, then good. After all, those were my intentions exactly and part of what would make this a good story like I meant it to be. As well as part of what would fucking contribute to this being a truly and totally happy ending. Oh, and by the way. Sorry for how it took me so long to get this chapter finished, but besides how it was a long chapter and one which I didn't want to rush, I've had a lot to do lately. Plus, there were a lot of loose ends to tie up for this last of this story's chapters. Fortunately, I've finally finished this and you've just read it, hopefully to your delight with how it went and ended! And thus ends both this story and the trilogy started by "Tiny Toons VS Tiny Toons", continued, albeit with a far different kind of story in a different universe/franchise, with "The Mink, The Mewer And The Music" and concluded with the "Animaniacs VS Animaniacs" you just finished reading. You can be certain that any and all heroes and innocent bystanders in the TTA universe and Animaniacs universe alike will be just fine and live the good, happy lives they deserve from here, despite how I'm not adding any more fics to this trilogy. And you can be equally sure that the only ones not living a utopia kind of life in either universe are the villains of those universes. Of course the ones who will continue to be foiled, but especially the ones who those villains have it better than. Namely Yosemite Sam(since he's never going to stop having that reluctant janitor job and "I hate my life" kind of attitude of his that he developed upon getting that job after being fired from his position in Acme Acres), Elmyra, Sweetie and Monty(since all three are dead, and the first two are in the TTA version of hell, while the third one is in the Animaniacs version of hell). So, then. All is as it should be as much as well, and part of why I'm no longer adding to this trilogy is because I'd prefer to leave well enough alone. But to anyone who enjoyed it, I am very happy you liked it, and glad to have entertained you like that.

Oh, and by the way, just a quick little something to add as a bonus here. I didn't post this for "Tiny Toons VS Tiny Toons", nor for this now just ended story of "Animaniacs VS Animaniacs", but both stories DO have a soundtrack each, and I will, beyond the end of this story, show you the soundtrack for them both right here! Just for a bit of fun and to add to the goodness of them. Sorry I didn't before, but better late than never, as they say!

TINY TOONS VS TINY TOONS SOUNDTRACK

Chapter 1: 1990's X-Men Cartoon Theme. Played during the time that Yosemite Sam makes it clear that the only option for the toon students is to fight and subsequently has them make their way into the gym.

Chapter 2: Cammy's theme from Street Fighter. Played during the fight between Mary Melody and Elmyra Duff.

Chapter 3: Ken's theme from Street Fighter. Played during the fight between Furrball and Calamity Coyote.

Chapter 4: Fei Long's theme from Street Fighter. Played during the fight between Shirley McLoon and Gogo Dodo.

Chapter 5: Giza, Egypt music theme from the Game Boy Color version of X-Men: Mutant Academy. Played during the fight between Babs Bunny and Fifi La Fume.

Chapter 6: Ryu's theme from Street Fighter. Played during the fight between Buster Bunny and Montana Max.

Chapter 7: Guile's theme from Street Fighter. Played during the fight between Dizzy Devil and Hamton J. Pig.

Chapter 8: Dee Jay's theme from Street Fighter. Played during the fight between Plucky Duck and Fowlmouth.

Chapter 9: Blanka's theme from Street Fighter. Played during the fight between Byron Bassett and Concord Condor.

Chapter 10: Here Comes The Hero music theme from the 1992 Konami X-Men Arcade Game. Played during the fight between Little Beeper and Sweetie Bird.

Chapter 11: Dhalsim's theme from Street Fighter. Played during the fight between Li'l Sneezer and Bookworm.

Chapter 12: Savage Land, Antarctica music theme from the Game Boy Color version of X-Men: Mutant Academy. Played during the fight between Dizzy Devil and Fifi La Fume.

Chapter 13: Shield Helicarrier(Barracks) music theme from Marvel Ultimate Alliance. Played during the fight between Buster Bunny and Gogo Dodo.

Chapter 14: Vega's theme from Street Fighter. Played during the fight between Little Beeper and Concord Condor.

Chapter 15: Sagat's theme from Street Fighter. Played during the fight between Mary Melody and Li'l Sneezer.

Chapter 16: T. Hawk's theme from Street Fighter. Played during the fight between Plucky Duck and Furrball.

Chapter 17: Balrog's theme from Street Fighter. Played during the fight between Buster Bunny and Little Beeper.

Chapter 18: Boss fight music/Danger room theme from the Game Boy Advance version of X2: Wolverine's Revenge. Played during the fight between Mary Melody and Fifi La Fume.

Chapter 19: Akuma's theme from Street Fighter. Played during the fight between Buster Bunny and Fifi La Fume.

Chapter 20: The action in favor of the Turtles music theme from the 1987 Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles cartoon(an example of when it's played would be when the TMNT show up in the sewers and surround Shredder, Rocksteady, Bebop and the Rat King and subsequently see them owned in "Pizza By The Shred"). Played during the time that the other teachers return to Acme Loo and learn from the students what Yosemite Sam did to them, followed by how Yosemite Sam gets his ass handed to him by one vengeful attacker after another and in the end gets kicked out of Acme Loo both metaphorically and literally.

ANIMANIACS VS ANIMANIACS SOUNDTRACK

Chapter 1: The danger/gripping moment music theme from the 1997 cartoon Extreme Dinosaurs(an example of when it's played would be when Spittor is sneaking up on one member of the Extreme Team after another and spraying him with the Jurassic Flu in "Saurian Sniffles", starting with Stegz, then moving on to Spike and finally Bullzeye, with T-Bone being sprayed later than them because he's currently being occupied by Bad Rap). Played during the time when Monty first reveals his true intentions, gets everyone both in his control and, in the cases of those he captures, in that state of capture and finally tells those he means to make fight that they are to do it unless they want hell on earth to be caused and spread.

Chapter 2: Ryu's theme from Street Fighter. Played during the fight between Yakko and Wakko.

Chapter 3: Guile's theme from Street Fighter. Played during the fight between Pesto and Squit.

Chapter 4: Zangief's theme from Street Fighter. Played during the fight between Buttons and Marita.

Chapter 5: Giza, Egypt music theme from the Game Boy Color version of X-Men: Mutant Academy. Played during the fight between Minerva Mink and Hello Nurse.

Chapter 6: Cammy's theme from Street Fighter. Played during the fight between Slappy Squirrel and Rita The Cat.

Chapter 7: T-Hawk's theme from Street Fighter. Played during the fight between Wakko and Marita.

Chapter 8: Balrog's theme from Street Fighter. Played during the fight between Rita The Cat and Squit.

Chapter 9: Boss fight music/Danger room theme from the Game Boy Advance version of X2: Wolverine's Revenge. Played during the fight between Wakko Warner and Minerva Mink.

Chapter 10: Action in the favor of the dinosaurs music theme from the 1997 cartoon Extreme Dinosaurs(an example of when it's played would be when T-Bone and Stegz are hot on the tails of the raptors and trying to get the detonator for their disruptors so that they can disarm and destroy it in "Surfasaur's Up"). Played during the time that the Animaniacs all take turns beating up on Monty and dishing out various helpings of what-for/payback to him, which leads to Monty attempting to get away, only to, thanks to his own folly ala taking a shot at the Animaniacs with the last bullet in his gun, cause that bullet to bounce around and nail his flying jet ski in just the right spot so that it gets out of control, leading to it crashing and him falling into the pool of dip, ironically after trying to abandon ship by leaping/throwing himself off of it but being hurled towards that pool of dip by the impact that results from the explosion of the crash).

Awesome soundtracks, don't you think? I hope so, especially since I feel that my selections for each chapter were very fitting music, indeed! Hope you feel the same way and/or like my choices! Just like I hope this chapter was a good read for you! Anyway, please rate and review, everyone!