Author's Note: I'm back. Thank you for being patient, I was finishing up another story I had posted and then I started school. Now I'm free for the summer.
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Chapter 7
Inside, Eddie plopped the newspaper down on the desk.
"It ain't my fault the rabbit got himself into trouble, Lindy." Eddie said.
"I know," Linda said, taking a sip of her drink.
"All I did was taking a couple of lousy pictures."
Eddie leaned over his empty glass and saw something in the newspaper photo.
"What's the matter?" Linda asked.
"Could you grab a magnifying glass please?"
"Sure," Linda opens the drawer revealing a suitcase. She opens it and took out a magnifying glass, handing it to her brother.
Putting aside the paper and glass, Eddie examined the pictures from last night zeroing in on the will inside Marvin Acme's jacket pocket.
"The baby was right," said Eddie.
"Let me see," Linda took the photo and peered at it closely.
A feeling of realization hits her.
"Yeah, he was. But don't sweat it Ed, you didn't know."
"You're right," Eddie agreed. "The hell with it,"
He exhaled.
"I'm gonna go lay on the bed;"
"All right, I'll relax on the couch." The brunette plopped down while Eddie went over to relax on the bed.
As Linda got cozy, she suddenly heard screams.
Alarmed, Linda rushed over to see what was wrong. There she saw Roger Rabbit standing across from Eddie.
"Roger, what a nice surprise!" Linda exclaimed.
"How the hell did you get in here?" Eddie demanded.
"Through the mail slot," Roger replied. "I thought it would be best if I waited inside, seeing as how I'm wanted for murder."
"No kidding, just talking to you could get me a rap for aiding and abetting." Eddie retorted.
"Wait a minute, anybody know you're here?" He questioned.
"Nobody, not a soul except…" Roger said.
"Who?" Linda asks.
"Well you see I didn't know where your office was. So I asked the newsboy he didn't know."
"So I asked the fireman, the greengrocer…the butcher, -the baker-they didn't know!" Roger continued.
"But the liquor store guy he knew," Roger added.
Eddie grabs the rabbit.
"Now the whole town knows you're here!" He said angrily, walking to the door as Linda followed.
"Eddie, stop!" Linda protested. "No!"
"Please Eddie, don't throw me out!" Roger persuaded.
"You're making a big mistake; I didn't kill anybody I swear!" He insisted.
"Stop it, Eddie." Linda tried to stop Eddie from kicking out Roger.
"The whole thing's a setup, a scam, a frame job. Ouch, Eddie. I could never hurt anybody, ow!" Roger yelped.
"My whole purpose in life is to make people laugh!"
Eddie pulled Roger away causing him and Linda to get knocked down.
Roger jumps on the bed.
"OK, okay sure. I admit it," He confessed.
"I got a little steamed when you showed me those pictures of Jessica."
Growling furiously, Eddie jumped on the bed trying to grab Roger; but Linda managed to stop him.
"Let Roger finish, darn it!" She said, giving Eddie a glare.
"Go on," Linda said to Roger.
"So I rushed over to the Ink and Paint Club. But she wasn't in her dressing room, so I wrote her a love letter."
"Oh Roger, that is so romantic!" Linda gushed.
"Romantic my ass," Eddie scoffed. "So you're saying that in a fit of jealousy, you wrote your wife a love letter?"
"That's right!" Roger responded. "I know that she was just an innocent victim of circumstance."
Linda smiled.
"I must say, your devotion to your wife is touching." She commented.
"I suppose you used the old lipstick on a mirror routine." Eddie assumed.
"Lipstick, yes;" Roger replied. "Mirror, no. I found a nice, clean piece of paper."
"'Dear Jessica, how do I love thee?'" Roger began to read. "'Let me count the ways…'"
"'1-1,000, 2-1,000, 3-1,000…'" He continued reading as jumped on the bed.
Linda had to cover her mouth to hide her giggles. It was too cute to see Roger declare his love for Jessica.
"Why didn't you just leave the love letter there?" Eddie asked.
Roger gets off the bed.
"Obviously, a poem of this power and sensitivity…" Roger started to say.
Eddie grabs Roger's ears and set him aside.
"Must be read in person, so I went home to wait for her;" Roger finished.
"But the weasels were there waiting for me, so I ran."
"So why come to us?" Eddie questioned. "I'm the guy that took the pictures of your wife."
"Yeah, and you're the guy that helped all these toons with your sister Linda Valiant-who happens to like toons- everybody knows when a toon's in trouble…there's only one place to go Valiant and Valiant." Roger said.
"Not anymore," said Eddie.
He glanced at Roger getting ready to sit in Teddy's chair.
"Get out of that chair!" Eddie barked.
Roger stops.
"That's our brother's chair."
"Yeah, where is your brother anyway?" Roger inquired. "He looks like a sensitive and sober fellow."
That comment poked Linda in the soft spot, Eddie could tell from her expression.
"That's it, I'm calling the cops." He reached for the phone and started dialing.
"Go ahead, call the cops." Roger advised. "I come here for help and what do you do? You turn me in. No don't feel guilty about me. So long, and thanks for nothing!"
Without even knowing it, Roger went inside the closet.
"Uh Roger, that's the closet;" Linda pointed out.
"Stupe," Eddie muttered.
They walked over to the closet and Eddie opens the door to find a hat and coat in front of them.
"Roger, come on out of there;" Linda said. "We know you're in there."
As Eddie stepped closer, Roger peeked out.
"Eddie Valiant, you're under arrest." He said gruffly, putting a handcuff on Eddie's wrist.
"Get out of there!" Eddie pulls Roger out of the closet.
"Idiot, I got no keys for these cuffs!" He snarled.
Suddenly, the sound of a police siren blared outside.
Roger pulls Eddie over to the window, with Linda behind them. He pulls the blinds up to see the weasels coming out of the car and went inside, headed for the Valiants' office.
Roger screamed.
"It's the toon patrol!" He drags Eddie under the bed and over to the desk, where he hid in a drawer.
"Remember you never saw me," said Roger.
"Get out of there!" Eddie yelled. He pulls the rabbit out.
"Don't let them find me," Roger pleaded. "Come on Eddie, you and Linda are my only hope."
"He's right, Ed. We can't turn him in." Linda interjected.
The weasels knocked on the door.
"Open up in the name of the law." Smarty demanded.
"Please, Eddie. You know there's no justice for toons anymore; if the weasels get their hands on me…I'm as good as dipped." Roger begged.
"We've got to do something," Linda insisted.
"Don't make us play rough, Valiants." Smarty advised. "We just want the rabbit,"
"What are we going to do Eddie?" Roger asked worriedly.
"What are we going to do?"
"What's all this 'we' stuff?" Eddie asked. "They just want the rabbit,"
"Guys," said Linda. "I've got an idea. To the sink fast,"
BANG!
The weasels shot the doorknob off. The door opens and they go in.
"Looks like they gave us the slip huh, boss?" Greasy asked.
"Nah, the Valiants got him stashed somewhere." Smarty replied.
While the rest of the weasels searched, Smarty stopped in his tracks.
"Hold it right there!"
Eddie and Linda were at the sink.
"Good afternoon," said Linda.
"Hello boys," Eddie greeted the leader. "We didn't hear you come in."
Smarty pulled up a chair between the siblings.
"OK, wise guys. Where's the rabbit?" He inquired.
"Haven't seen him," Eddie responded.
"Me neither," Linda added.
Smarty sniffed.
"What's in there?"
"My lingerie," Eddie replied, holding up the laundry.
Smarty gags.
"Sheesh Valiants," He said turning away.
When Roger emerged spitting out water, Linda shoved him back quickly.
"Search the place boys," Smarty instructed. "And leave no stone unturned."
"Look here you two, we got a reliable tip-off the rabbit was here. It was corrugated by several others."
"So cut the bull shtick," Smarty snapped.
Linda glared at the head weasel.
"You've got some nerve talking smack,"
"You keep talking like that and I'm going to have to wash your mouth out." Eddie said sharply, stuffing the soap into Smarty's mouth.
Smarty fell back as Roger stuck his head out, sputtering water.
The other weasels laughed as their leader struggled to spit out the bar of soap.
"Stop that laughing!" Smarty commanded.
He spits the soap out which hits Wheezy.
Greasy, Psycho, and Stupid continued laughing.
"Stop that laughing, you know what happens when you can't stop laughing?" Smarty asked as he hits Greasy and Psycho on the heads with a toilet plunger.
He tossed it at Stupid's mouth, shutting him up.
"One of these days you're gonna die laughing!"
Smarty steps up to Linda and Eddie.
"As for you Valiants, step out of line…and we'll hang both of you and your laundry out to dry." He splashed the water a bit, cackling.
"Come on boys, let's am-scray."
The weasels leave the room.
Roger comes out, gasping for air.
"Coast is clear," Linda said as she patted Roger's back.
"They're gone," said Eddie.
"Jeepers you guys, that was swell." Roger remarked. "You two saved my life, how can I ever repay both of you?"
Just when he was about to kiss the detectives, Linda stops him.
"A hug will be enough," The brunette replied.
"Okay," said Roger.
He hugs both of them.
Eddie exhaled.
"What are we gonna do with him?" He asked.
"Take him with us," Linda answered.
"What?"
"You heard me,"
"Linda, he's wanted for murder. Why would you want to help him?" Eddie questioned.
"Because Roger is innocent, I know you don't want to believe that; but there's no way Roger would murder Marvin Acme." Linda responded.
"And besides, someone is toying with us and we're gonna find out; like it or not."
Eddie sighed. There was no way to argue with his sister.
"You're right. Now how are we going to hide Roger since he can't be seen?"
"Hmm, good question." Linda pondered for a minute before glancing at the closet.
"To the closet," She said.
A/N: Whew, what a long chapter! So bear with me I'll update as soon as I can. More along the way.