Hey I'm back! I know it's been a while but both me and Scribble have been on holiday meaning that there was no one to update for a while, anyway here's the next chapter, thank you sooooo much for all the reviews please keep that up they really help, thank you for reading enjoy!
Need to fight like a Toon
Bugs turned around and noticed for the first time that only him, Daffy, Wile E, Lola and Tweety were the only Tunes in the room, the others have left them, he felt betrayed, had the others really just left them? Like he had left Daffy.
"Come on I think the armoury is this way," said Foghorn as he tried to retrace his earlier movements.
"No you stupid rooster it's thata way!" bellowed Sam pointing in the opposite direction that Foghorn was heading.
"I think we'we on the wong fwoow," said Elmer pointing to the ceiling.
"At thisth rate will, be to lathe," said Sylvester looking to Porky.
"Guys eeen-en stop that, guys?" said Porky trying to get the others attention. "GUYS!" he yelled at the top of his lungs, causing the other tunes to go quite.
"Armoury or not, we can't kill using weapons, we're Looney Tunes, you heard Daffy we need to fight crazy," he said as he recalled what Daffy had told Rufus.
"The boys, I say the boys right, what now you see what we need is prank equipment," said Foghorn as he figured what Porky was saying.
"But where are we going to find that kind of stuff, we usually get on the wrong side of pranks," said Yosemite Sam.
"Yesth, so there'sth no one better to know what tr-tricksth to usthe," said Sylvester with his arm in the air as if he was giving a victory speech.
"That's right, and I think I have the perfect plan," said Foghorn, grasping his hands together as he gave an evil smirk.
"Argh!" cried Lola as she was thrown against the wall while Bugs and the others watched on from the sidelines.
"Bugsth...Pant...Needs to fight...Pant...Like...Toon," Daffy croaked out from where he sat.
"But Daf, Lo's not a loony person," Bugs replied, he waited for Daffy to replied and turned to his friend when he got none, "Daf?" his eyes widened as he knelt next to the duck, Daffy's eyes were closed, Bugs sighed in relief as he found the duck to be unconscious rather then what he feared he might find.
"Daffy!" cried Wile E as he dashed over to his friends.
"He's alive Wile E his just unconscious, we have to get that collar off of him!" Bugs said sparing his friend a sideward glance.
"Buwgs Ruwfus stiww has da remowte," Tweety said flying over to the three.
"And Lola's not doing so well," Wile E added looking to the female toon.
"No you stupid rooster that will never work, I say we go in there guns a blazing," Sam said holding as many guns and pistols in his hands.
"Now boy think it through, that's not gunna work," Foghorn said trying to talk sense into the trigger happy toon.
"We need to come up with sthomething more t-toonish," commented Sylvester with his paw under his chin in thought.
"If we go in der guns a blazing we're just gunna get shot ourselves, no we need... I got it I say boys I got it gather round, we're gonna I say we're gonna need to make a few signs and an Egghead," Foghorn said pulling the toons into another huddle.
"Argh!" cried Lola as she was thrown into another wall, blood dribbling down the sides of her mouth.
"Nice try girly," Albert said in an amused smug voice.
Bugs and Wile E were trying to lift up the safe, hoping to grab the remote off of Rufus while Tweety hovered above keeping an eye on Lola and Daffy.
"Will this do?" Porky asked holding his hand made sign.
"That'sth perfect, everybody got their hunting capsth on?" Sylvester asked handing out the shotguns he had been told to collect.
"Good then let's go! I got a varmint to blow up."
Rufus was furious, even with the collar that duck was able to beat him, well not this time, those toons won't win. He still had the remote and a whole new level left for the duck to feel, and those other toons, they would pay for their insolence, he pondered whether or not to make them immortal and torture them for all eternity, the same fate as the ducks. No, no they didn't deserve that, they had been bought in by that duck, it was his fault they were making so much trouble for him.
That damn duck.
He reached for the remote, his eyes widened, where was the remote?
Daffy had his eyes closed, to others it seemed that he was unconscious, he wasn't he just need to escape the pain even if it was just for a little while, besides this killed two birds with one stone, being locked away in his mind, away from the pain he would be able to speak to Lola just like he had spoken to Bugs.
"Lo...Lo can you hear me?"
Lola jumped in surprise before turning to see Daffy, his form slumped by the wall, tears come to her eyes.
"Oh No," she whispered, ignoring Albert's look of annoyance as he waited for the girl to resume the fight.
"Lo I'm not dead," he reassured her sensing her sorrow.
"But how..." she asked out loud earning a look of confusion from Albert and Tweety.
"Listhen to me Lo, I'll explain it later, but right now you need to listhen to me, you won't be able to beat Albert by sheer force,"
"Hey don't under..."
"I know Lo don't underesthimate you but I need you to listhen, I can't stand this collar, if you do what I say you may just find the remote to it, and don't talk just think it and I'll hear, we can't let monkey boy catch on."
"Ok Daf, what do I need to do?" Lola asked and could see Daffy smile.
"Ok you remember that episthode where I go to Mexico and fight that bull?"
"You mean Mexican joyride?" Lola asked not seeing where Daffy was going with this.
"Yesth, now you need to pull off the sombrero bit, and if you think about the remote Lo, you will find it, I know you've never done anything like thisth before, but I know you can do thisth," Daffy explained before his headache kicked in forcing him to 'wake up'.
Lola looked at the ape, before scoping out anything that could be of use. Bingo three vases. She ran over to them hoping that Albert would chase her, he did she smirked to herself, "Time to prove that you're a Looney Tune Lo," she thought to herself as she dived into one of the vases.