Bugs closed his phone with a sigh. This assignment was the most difficult yet. The Martian had technology that was beyond Looney World's, and Marvin would spot an assassination attempt from miles away.

'So any ideas, wabbit?' Fudd sneered.

'I will have to do some research,' Bugs said. 'In the Looney Library. Care to join me?'

'Yuck!' Fudd made a face. 'No way am I going near books!'

'Then I suppose you'll have to stay behind,' Bugs said. Inwardly, he grinned. This was what he wanted all along – to get away from Fudd as quickly as possible. He just couldn't stand the man.

'Okay fine then,' Fudd said. 'You do all the research. While I'll just slack fro a bit. Meet back at the Gotham Café at 4pm, you agree?'

Bugs nodded.

'Well then bye, you scummy piece o' shit,' Fudd turned away, his wafting stench disappearing with him. Bugs walked in the other direction.

For an instant, the two of them were alone.

At 4pm they met again at the Gotham Café. Or, at least what was left of it. Someone had apparently dumped a truckload of acid over it for some reason.

'Okay, got any ideas now?' Fudd said.

'Keep calm, Fudd. Ordinary 10000x magnification scoped sniper rifles won't work, Mars will detect them. And if the Martian ever detects an assassination attempt, there's no telling what he'd do with his missiles. Probably the war of the Worlds will break out. And then we'll be in the doghouse.'

'So?' Fudd was getting impatient. 'What's the plan.'

'The plan,' Bugs said, trying to remain patient, 'is to use an invisible space shuttle to go to Mars. The T6000 model. There's only one kind of it in the world, and it's virtually undetectable. I plan to ask my underground contact, Daffy "Duck" Dodgers, if he knows the whereabouts of this shuttle.'

'So we're going to the duck's place?' Fudd whistled. 'Sweet. I wonder if he's still alive.'

'If I know Dodgers, he will be. Come on, let's go,'

The two started walking past the Looney commuters. However, five minutes into their journey, Fudd said, 'there's someone following us.'

'I've noticed,' Bugs muttered.

'I didn't get a good look at them.'

'They are in brown coats. Faces hidden. Two of them. One is as small as my fist, and the other one is a foot taller than me.'

'Why are they following us, y'reckon?' Fudd said as they crossed the road. Out of the corner of his eye, he could definitely see the two figures in brown coats, one tall, one small.

'Maybe it's because we've been betrayed..'

'What?!'

'Maybe it's because you told the Martian, or someone, of our assassination attempt. So he sent these two, who are planning to kill us when we are in a vulnerable spot.'

'Wabbit,' Fudd swore. 'You really jump to conclusions. First of all, they may not be Marvin's crew, they may be just old enemies. Secondly, why would I betray you? The boss is paying us millions of bucks for this one. Thirdly, we share mutual enemies. I would love nothing more than to pop Marvin's cap.'

'It was just the first possibility that crossed my mind. It's would be just like you to perform treachery.'

Fudd was silent for a while. Then, pink spots speared on his cheeks. He suddenly grabbed Bugs's suit and pushed him up against the wall

'I've had it with you, wabbit. If you want to play dirty, I'll play dirty,'

Bugs sighed. 'Elmer, you just are a piece of work, aren't you? We're wasting time – '

'Say that again. Say that again. I dare you, I double dare you, bastard!'

'You're a piece of work.'

Fudd drew his fist back, but Bugs calmly moved his head to one side. Fudd's hairy fist broke the wall where Bugs's head had once been. Fudd pulled his hand out, and found that it had grown red and was pulsing.

'Screw you,'

'No thanks,' Bugs said. 'Sometimes I wonder how we ever became childhood friends. We're worlds apart.'

'Yeah, we were best friends, weren't we?' snarled Fudd. 'What do you think happened, eh?'

'The real world happened,' Bugs gently laid a hand on Fudd's good one. 'Now no more dawdling around. Let's get back to work.'

'Now way Hosea. Im going to fix you good, wabbit, and - ;'

A voice behind him said 'Freeze.'

Fudd slowly turned his head. 'Oh hell,' both bounty hunters said together.

The Mutts had arrived. Half man half dog, they were what was left of the police force in Looney World. Apparently they were all clones or something.

Five of them were surrounding Fudd, and each of them wielded a heavy mallet. One strong blow could crush a skull.

'Freeze or we will be forced to engage,' one Mutt said.

'On what charge?' Bugs demanded.

'Just come with us quietly, sir, and everything will be sorted out.'

'Screw you,' Fudd snarled, and his fist shot out. Instantly a Mutt's mallet swung in the direction of Fudd's head, but the bald hitman ducked. The mallet sailed past him.

And straight into Bugs's face...

Inside the mayor's office, Porky was brooding sadly. Looney World was becoming too corrupt lately…

He was interrupted when his video screen burst into life. There was Marvin the Martian, looking angrier as ever.

'To what do I – 'Porky began, but Marvin cut him off.

'I am aware than you sent two assassins to kill me,' Marvin said. 'That makes me very angry indeed.'

Porky gave a start. 'P-p-p-p-p-p-p-preposterous!' he shouted. But of course it was true. How could Marvin have known? Porky had told only a few people. Was there a traitor in his midst?

'Because of your treachery, I am giving you two hours to disarm you missiles,' Marvin got straight to the point.

'But that will leave us defenseless.'

'Shut up,' Marvin said coldly. 'Two hours. And if I see a single rocket on Looney World after two hours – I will attack with my own.'

With that, the video screen dissolved into blackness, and Porky was left with the entire world on his shoulders.