Anti-Bugs Bunny alliance ch10
A/N: Can't think of anything to say. R & R please.
Disclaimer: As far as I know, I don't own the rights to any of the characters in this story.
Daffy stared back and forth, between the tiny gun and the note. It was his chance at freedom, and all he had to do was kill the ungrateful rabbit laying about 3-4 ft away. He turned and looked at Bugs, the resentment coming back to him. It would be so easy, the rabbit was just laying there with his head turned the other way and to top it off, in his current state of mind he wouldn't even be listening at his surroundings, nor would he be thinking of one of his brilliant tricks, for all he knew he could tell the rabbit he was going to shoot him and right now he wouldn't even care. This was an opportunity many people would literally kill for, Bugs Bunny the great Looney Tunes trickster was at the most vulnerable he'd been in years. And all the duck had to do, was just point and shoot, and it would all finally be over.
Daffy stood over Bugs with the gun in his hand, it was time to finish this once and for all. Daffy pointed the gun at the unsuspecting or possibly just uncaring rabbit, as his hands started to twitch and he started to get the same feeling from in the warehouse. Why couldn't he do this? The duck asked himself that question over and over again. For three years, he was the greatest Looney Tune ever created, he was the icon of the screwball era….. till he showed up.
Bugs Bunny, one of the duck's closest and friends stole everything he had worked for EVERYTHING! Eversense, the rabbit has been Daffy's number one obstacle and his most annoying rival. Because of their rivalry, the term friend could hardly even be used to describe their association. Because of this loan rabbit, Daffy was reduced to an old joke that was always second fiddle to The Great Bugs Bunny! And now even when he risked his life to selflessly save his, he shunned him for going somewhere they both knew was inevitable. Daffy's eyes were filled with anger, resentment, jealousy, betrayal, and rage. He steadied his hand and placed his finger on the trigger, now it was time to say that's all folks once in for all.
But….. he couldn't, he just couldn't. It was like some unseen force holding his hand back, keeping him from doing something he knew he couldn't take back. As much as he resented his friend, as much as he knew he could accomplish, as much as he wanted to…. he just couldn't. He knew he was no saint by any means and he wished that he was the kind that could do this, but deep down….. he knew he wasn't really that person and he knew if he pulled that trigger, as much as he would deny it, he knew he could never live with himself.
Daffy laid back down tucking the gun in his feathers, before covering up and giving the rabbit on last long glance, then closed his eyes.
Early the next morning, they were awaken by there ever kind jailers.
Sam: Wake up! you goddamn varmints. You don't want to miss the big day, do ya?
Yosemite shouted, while giving them both a kick to get them.
Daffy: We heard you the firsth 8 timesth, busther. Can't you alteasth give a duck a minute.
Sam: Why you little….. I'll give you….
Sam grunted while raising up his fist in anger, before the honorable judge caught it and stared him down.
Judge Doom: Now now Sam, there is no need for senseless brutality, at least not at the moment. But don't worry, we'll be dispensing plenty of justice soon enough.
Sam: Fine, but when it's time, don't you be expecting me to hold back any, because I won't.
Judge Doom: Good, it's good to be so enthusiastic about justice.
Sam gave an evil chuckle.
Sam: Sir, I don't think I've ever loved the law as much, as I do today.
The judge stood tall above the toons with a sadistic grin on his face, while to his left stood Marvin with a very serious look on his non-existent face, and on his right stood Elmer with an oddly unsure look on his face, followed by several of the judge's toon weasel henchmen wearing toon town police badges.(Even though everyone knew the toon town "police" were just the judge's goons, wearing a license to legally beat people up for him)
Judge Doom: Now gentlemen, this is the big moment we've been waiting for. After today, you will both face justice for your crimes and these more….. civilized toons, will be the jury that decides your fate.
Daffy: Yeah, that soundsth real fair.
Daffy said sarcastically, followed by the judge backhanding him to the floor.
Judge Doom: Silence! you have the right to remain silent, if you refuse this right….. it will not hold well for you in court. Besides Daffy, don't forget it was your own treachery that brought you here, you could've of redeemed yourself, but instead you decided to throw that away just to save that inferior abomination!
Daffy: Ah shutup, you hypocritical…
Daffy said defiantly getting up, only for the judge to knock him back down and kick him in the stomach.
As much as Bugs still blamed their plight on Daffy, he still couldn't help but feel bad for his friend, as he insulted the villain again, who was about to give him another strike.
Bugs: Leave him alone, you big bully.
Bugs ran up and pushed the judge away from the duck, before feeling the butt of Elmer's gun hit him in the gut. He tried bringing himself back to his feet, but the judge swung his cane into the poor rabbit's face, then proceeded to kick him like he did Daffy.
Judge Doom: Please be reasonable gentlemen, assaulting and insulting a judge will not hold well in court.
Daffy: Oh pleasthe, who do you think you're fooling bub. We all know you're justh a…
At that moment two of the judge's weasels struck them in the back of the head repeatedly, using nightsticks.
Judge Doom: Remember boys, a toon doesn't knock out as easy, as a human would, so give them a few more strikes just to make sure.
The judge turned to leave, but was stopped by Elmer Fudd of all people, and the "hunter" had a very unusual look of conflict on his face.
Judge Doom: Mr. Fudd, is there something you would like to share with us?
Elmer: I was just thinking…. don't you think we might be going…. a wittle too faw with this.
Judge Doom: And where would you get such an absurd idea in your mind, like that one?
Elmer: Well….. I know we all want to finawwy want to get wid of the wabbit, but…. not wike this. This is just…. towtuwe. Don't you think we might be taking our wevenge….. just a wittle too faw?
Judge Doom: Now now Mr. Fudd. Revenge is such a….. harsh word. Now what we are doing here is trying to receive justice, for crimes these two criminals have been committing their whole lives. And it is my job as a public servant to insure they both face justice, for their unacceptable behavior and make sure more do not follow. And with that in mind, do you still think we're going…. too far.
The Judge bent down to the hunters ear and lowered his voice to a whisper.
Judge Doom: And remember, as the head law enforcement in the toon community, I am free to interpret any of your words the way I see fit, and it would be a real shame if you said something and Interpreted as….. conspiracy, obstructing law enforcement, or even treason.
Elmer gulped, before nervously answering.
Elmer: I suppose…. if it is fow the waw.
Judge Doom: I knew you would understand… that this is all for the greater good of toons everywhere. Come on gentlemen, we have an important trial today and I'd hate to be late.
The Judge announced, as the weasels dragged the unconscious toons.
Marvin looked at the rabbit's unconscious body with delight.
Marvin: Soon enough my old friend, I'll show you what happens to foolish earthling that make me very angry.
Sam turned to the martian and angrily grabbed him by the arm.
Sam: Wait just one darn minute there Martian. Who ever said, that you'd get first grabs at him?
Marvin: Oh come now Earthling, I was only looking forward to the justice we've all been seeking, against that miserable creäture.
Sam You know, I had an uncle that was abducted by Martians, and you know what he told me? Never trust the lying bastards, and ain't ever did, and I ain't startin now.
They both starred each other down, till the judge broke them up.
Judge Doom: Gentlemen, please try to restrain yourselves. we'll need to save our strength for now.
They reluctantly let go, before following the judge.
Hours later, Bugs and Daffy finally came to while being dragged by Doom's goons across a narrow hallway.
Daffy: uhhhh, where are we?
Judge Doom: On our way to the court gentlemen, you know we can't sentance you without a fair trial.
Bugs: Yeah, I'm sure we're going to get da same treatment as any other toon you arrest.
The judge grinned before signaling his weasels to release them. The two toons dropped to the floor and struggled to get back to their feet. When they tried to move their arms, they noticed handcuffs around their hands and feet, and an oversized ball dragging behind both of them.
Judge Doom: What? You didn't think I would make things that easy, did you.
He said, before signaling everyone to keep moving. They obliged and started to slowly scale the narrow hallway that seemed to slope upwards as they walked.
Bugs: Hey doc, mind at least telling us where we're going?
Judge Doom: To the courtroom of course, unfortunately since some people wouldn't be so happy with….. the measures we have to take to keep law and order in the toon community, we have to build our little jail a few hundred feet under the warehouse where we apprehended you two… soon to be fugitives. And do to the obvious need for high security, we had to make the only way in or out of the holding area, a very long and narrow hallway, which just for your information is full of hidden security cameras, includes a dip sprinkler system, alarms, and armed guards at both ends. So, I would not recommend you two try to escape here.
After a long walk to the top of the hall, they reached a small checkpoint room in front of a heavy metal door, there were a several guards in front of the door, a couple being more weasel henchmen but the others looked human. Before they reached the large door, the honorable judge "accidentally" tripped Bugs with his cane.
Judge Doom: Oh dear, I'm sorry Bugs. I best check to see if our prisoner is….. in good condition to stand up in court.
The Judge signalled everyone else to move on, while he checked to make sure Bugs was "okay". Bugs struggled to get up, the long night of "interrogation" as the judge put it, did a number on, and his current treatment and having to walk so far with a heavy metal ball behind didn't help much. He finally got back on his legs, right before the Doom swung his cane into the rabbit's leg.
Judge Doom: Did I tell you, you had my permission to get up? If only your kind could learn to obey the laws of civilized society, there would be no need for such….. harsh treatment. Do you think I enjoy hurting you foolish toons?
Doom kicked him onto his back.
Bugs: I'm sure you do. I mean come on doc, you can't honestly say you're doing all of this for the sake of keeping law and order. I mean….
The judge violently pressed the end of his cane against the rabbit's throat, and gave him an evil grin.
Judge Doom: In all honesty, I have unfortunately taken a somewhat liking to my duties and I admit I have gone… I bit further then people said I had too. But, I assure you it is all for the sake of a better future for…. lesser beings in this world.
Bugs gave the judge a furious eyes, before the judge pressed his cane harder against the rabbit's throat. Eventually, the judge eased his grip, letting the rabbit gasp for breath.
Bugs: You're a monsta, ya know dat? What do you got against toons anyway?
Judge Doom: I'm not the monster here! The real monsters are men that created the toons! They made your kind as little more than things to amuse themselves and make money off toons entertaining other humans, not even thinking about the fact, that they just created a kind that by nature, is chaotic and does not go by the rules of this become rich and are held as geniuses, while their creations are forced to endure inhumane amounts of pain and humiliation for their benefit. Honestly, I don't see why more of this….. kind don't grow to loathe their very being. In my opinion, they're better off just being wiped out.
Bugs looked at the judge with anger and disgust at his words. The usually unfazed and optimistic rabbit was now whole life he had met countless enemies and had faced them without hardly ever showing the faintest signs of anger, hate, or fear. His whole life he had always been one to forgive his enemies, and even though he often took his pranks too far, he would never truly hurt someone out of anger, till now. For the first time in his life, the usually cool and indifferent rabbit truly hated was like being around this monster….. was slowly killing who he was.
Bugs: So what's da plan doc? are ya goin ta make an example out of me, scare all the other toons straight, make a name for your self.
The always sarcastic and almost never serious rabbit was now talking dead serious, it was like the words were coming from a different person.
Judge Doom: No, that's not my plan. But, it's best not to ruin the big surprise.
The judge said, as he pulled the rabbit up by his ears and gave him a punch to the stomach.
Judge Doom: Now then, let us meet the other in the next room. I'm sure you are dying to know what is going to happen.
A/N: I'm sorry about this whole chapter just being so serious and gloomy. I just started going with the drama and this is where it lead me. To those of you wondering if this stories just going to be dark and serious to the end, I assure you there will be some comic relief still to be had in this story, I just started writing the drama and went with it. In fact, I originally was planning on doing the next chapter in this same chapter, but like I said this is just where my mind went tonight.