Author's Note: Again, thanks for waiting.

I just want to give a shout out to:

Dinosaur Imperial Soldier: Yeah, that's what is going happen in the next chapter.

Mpowers045: You're funny.

So read on and have a ball.

Chapter 10

The grown-ups returned to the bar. Sure enough, Roger was entertaining the customers by singing and dancing.

"Leave it to Roger to get a party going," Linda thought.

"Nice shirt," Roger commented. "Who's your tailor Quasimodo?"

"My buddy's Eddie V

A sour puss you see," Roger sings.

Dolores smirked while Linda snickered. Eddie was not amused.

"But when I'm done

He'll need no gun

Cause a joker he

Will 'B'

C, D, E-F-G, H, I

I-I-I-I love

To raise some cain

Believe me, it's no strain

To smash a plate

And look, there is no pain;" Roger continued singing as he began to take a plate and smashed it on his head.

This made Dolores upset.

"Roger, stop!" Linda quickly grabbed the dishes.

Eddie turned the music off and took the rabbit by the ears.

Linda opens the door to the rot-gut room as Eddie tossed Roger inside, landing into a bucket.

"Hey!" Roger exclaimed. "Who turned out the lights?"

"I can't see a thing, what's going on?"

"You crazy rabbit!" Eddie snarled. "We've been out there risking our necks for you, and what are you doing?"

"Singing and dancing!"

Roger pulls the bucket off his head.

"But I'm a toon," Roger said. "Toons are supposed to make people laugh."

"I understand that, but you could have some decency to stay put like we told you to." Linda pointed out.

"You don't understand those people needed to laugh." Roger insisted.

"Yeah, when they're done laughing they'll call the cops!" Eddie yelled.

"That guy Angelo would rat on you for a nickel."

"Not Angelo!" Roger denied. "He'd never turn me in."

"Why?" Eddie demanded. "Cause you made him laugh?"

"That's right," Roger replied. "A laugh can be a powerful thing. Why sometimes in life, it's the only weapon we have."

"Laughter is the most…"

A buzzing sound interrupts him.

Linda walked over to the peephole and peeked.

She gasped loudly.

"What's wrong?" Eddie asks.

"Judge Doom, he's back." Linda whispered.

The bar grew quiet as Doom entered.

"I'm looking for a murderer," He stated.

Behind him, the weasels giggled wickedly.

Roger and Eddie joined Linda and watched.

"A rabbit!"

A few customers backed away from the judge, his aura of fear affecting them.

"A toon rabbit…about yea big," Doom added, putting his hand on another customer's head and pushed him down.

"Look," Dolores snapped. "There's no rabbit here…so don't harass my customers."

"I didn't come here to harass," Doom replied. "I came here to reward."

He walks over to a chalkboard and erased the words. Picking up a piece of chalk, Doom starts writing.

The chalk makes a screeching sound, causing the guys to grimace.

Linda had to cover her ears, it was so annoying.

The message Doom wrote read "Rabbit Dip, $500.00."

Angelo wolf whistled.

"Hey, I've seen the rabbit." He said with a cocky smile.

"Where?" Doom inquired.

Roger gasps.

"You see?" Eddie asks.

Doom walks over to Angelo.

"Where?" He repeated.

"He's right here in the bar." Angelo answered.

"Oh no, don't do it." Linda thought.

The mechanic turned around.

"Well say hello, Harvey." He said to no one.

Angelo and the other guys laughed.

Both Linda and Roger were relieved.

"I told you so," said the rabbit.

The men kept laughing until Doom shot them a look, and they stopped.

Record scratches on the player.

Doom takes it off.

"'Merry-Go-Round Broken Down'," He read the title.

"Quite a loony selection…for a group of drunken reprobates,"

Doom sniffed the object and his face lit up.

"He's here!"

He tossed the record like a Frisbee and it went inside Stupid's mouth.

The other weasels laughed.

"Stop that laughing!" Doom snapped.

He hit Smarty upside the head, causing him to fall back on a table.

The Valiants winced.

"Have you forgotten what happened last time?" Doom yelled. "If you don't stop laughing, you'll end up dead…just like your idiot hyena cousins!"

"Say boss, you want we should dissemble the place?" Smarty asked.

"No Sergeant," Doom replied. "Disassembling the place won't be necessary,"

"The rabbit is going to come right to me."

He tapped his cane on the counter table.

"No toon can resist the old 'Shave and a Haircut' trick." Doom declared.

The judge continued tapping.

"I don't know who's toonier Lindy, Roger or Doom?" Eddie asks.

"I'd say Doom is toonier," Linda answered.

They turned to look at Roger who was shaking at the tapping sound.

"Roger, please!" Linda whispered.

"Roger, no!" Eddie begged.

As Doom kept on tapping, Roger got more and more antsy.

"Roger, don't!"

"Shave and a haircut," said Doom.

KA-BOOM!

Roger crashed through the wall

"Two bits!" He sang.

Doom grabbed the rabbit's neck, picking him up from the floor.

"Hey Judge, what should we do with the wallflowers?" Smarty inquired, gesturing to the detectives who held their hands up.

"We'll see to them later." Doom answered. "Right now I feel like dispensing some justice."

"Bring me some dip!"

When Doom opened the large can, Roger screamed at the sight of the deadly liquid.

"Do the condemned have anything to say…before his sentence is carried out?" Doom asks with a fake smile.

"Why yeah, I…"

Before Roger could say another word, Doom gripped his neck tighter.

As Roger struggled, Linda whispered in Eddie's ear.

"Dolores bourbon, and make it a double." Eddie instructed.

"A fine time for a drink Eddie," Dolores retorted. "Maybe you'd like a bowl of pretzels to go with it!"

"Just pour the drink, Dolores." Eddie insisted.

"Please, this is an emergency." Linda added.

Dolores reluctantly poured bourbon into a glass.

"Hey Judge!" Eddie called.

Doom looks up.

"Doesn't a dying rabbit deserve a last request?" He asks.

"Yeah, nose plugs would be nice!" Roger piped up.

"I think you want a drink," said Eddie.

He held up a glass and smiled.

"How about it Judge?"

"Well, why not?" Doom agreed. "I don't mind prolonging the execution."

"Happy trails," Eddie said.

"No thanks Eddie," Roger declined. "I'm trying to cut down."

"Drink the drink!"

"But I don't want the drink,"

"He doesn't want the drink," said Doom.

"He does!" Eddie persisted.

"I don't!" Roger insisted.

"You do!"

"I don't!"

"You do,"

"I don't,"

"You don't," said Eddie.

"I do," Roger replied.

"You don't,"

"I do!"

"You don't!"

"Listen, when I say I do that means I do!" Roger persuaded, taking the glass.

He takes a swig and once again, the toon rabbit started to shake and turn colors.

"You may want to get down, it's about to get messy." Linda advised as she and Eddie pulled Dolores down.

Immediately, Roger shot up in the air letting out a steam whistle.

Liquor bottles shattered and alcoholic beverages splattered as everyone took cover.

Eddie punched Greasy in the face and Linda managed to kick Stupid causing him to fall back on Doom.

Eddie kicks Pyscho and hit Wheezy with a chair.

Smarty kicks Eddie in the groin and hits him.

Quickly, Linda grabbed a bottle and handed it to her brother who took it and hits the head weasel in the face.

Roger almost fell in the dip when Linda grabbed him in the nick of time.

"I got you Roge," She said.

As Doom got up, Eddie knocks over the can of dip spilling it on the floor.

He, Linda, and Roger took off running.

"Come on Eddie and Linda, let's get out of here!"

"Move it, pops!" Roger runs past two older guys; with the siblings behind him.

To Be Continued…

A/N: Okay, this will be the last chapter I'm posting for now. Next Monday, I go back to school. But fear not, I won't quit the story. It'll resume once I'm out for winter break so just be patient with me.