The Bad Day

"Found"

Make it ever so

I was lost in the darkness

With you, I am found.

- Harmony Valenka Smith

A/N: Hi everyone! I am so sorry for the delay, I am working on several multichapter fics and school has really been beating me over the head. I know that that is no excuse. But believe me when I say that I am extremely sorry. :(

I want to thank Abel and Harmony Valenka Smith for helping with this chapter and the story on a whole, and I want to thank all you fabulous readers out there who have been reviewing/reading/favoriting/following thank you so much! I'm sorry that I haven't been able to reply to you all but just know that I read every one and it makes me very happy to see that you all enjoy what I do! I am going to reply to every review starting with today. I wish FFN had a better review email system but it's okay, I can make do.

Let's see if you guys can spot the Easter eggs that I put into this chapter. It's okay if you can't. I put a little Looney Tunes and Looney Tunes Show trivia in this chapter, if you can spot the two characters in here, then you win! What exactly? I'm not sure, but I'll figure it out! :P

Now I know I'm talking your ear off. Onto the story:

Three Weeks Later

Daffy walked down the corridors of Hallway C, being cautious as not to stare or look too hard at anyone passing by. He didn't want to get his ass kicked walking down the hallway they called 'Death Row'. Even though he was now more than just Chandler property, more like Chandler royalty, and maybe in another life he'd be feeling more powerful and less nervous, but who was he kidding? No amount of Chandler influence was going to make him less reclusive.

It was Bugs' crazy idea anyways. Come see me in class. He'd said. But isn't that down Death Row? Daffy had timidly asked. Yeah, but trust me, you'll be safe. No one's gonna touch you when they know we're dating. I doubt anyone at this school has a death wish. Bugs had winked and flashed a perfect smile at Daffy and yeah, it's kind of hard to complain when your boyfriend's exceedingly good at flushing the anxiety right out of you with his simple charm.

So long story short, Daffy found himself trudging to Bugs' class with his hoodie pulled over his head and his cellphone in his pocket (in the case that he may need to call Anna for help, though it didn't make any sense since Anna was probably in Geography and she wouldn't be able to answer her phone.) He was almost there, when suddenly a huge football player placed a hand on his shoulder and stopped him from getting any further. Daffy would never be able to recognize him: no matter how popular they were, football players were not the type of people he fawned over or even bothered to learn their names.

Daffy felt the rising fear jump start his heart, but he ignored it in favor of clinging to the sliver of hope making its way through his veins. Maybe the jock wasn't in the mood to cause him harm, maybe he just wanted to talk?

"Hey fresh meat, you get lost or something?"

The jock placed his hand on Daffy's neck so that he was incapable of moving. He peered down at Daffy's face and grinned wickedly.

Daffy frowned, "I'm not looking for any trouble, I'm just looking for Bugs."

The jock's eyebrows raised. "What do you need to see him for? If you ask me it looks like Pretty Red Riding Hood needs to find his way back home."

Daffy gulped.

"And I know just where it is." The bully continued.

With that he threw Daffy over his shoulder and ran.

Bugs sensed something was wrong when he looked at the time and Daffy still hadn't met him yet. He got up from his seat and peered out into the hallway where an eery silence awaited him.

Hallway C was the loudest, rowdiest corridor in the school, it didn't usually fall silent like that even when he walked with Ace. Something was definitely wrong.

He took one step, watching all the faces staring back at him with fear in their eyes. One person, a girl named Tina (everyone knew her, she was a tough talking, brave soul and one of the few people Bugs trusted, if any), pointed at the ground to where Daffy's glasses lay.

Bugs said one word. "Where?"

And she pointed to the right leading down several hallways. "That tool took your boyfriend, don't know exactly where he went, but my guess is he's taking him to the pool."

Bugs' hands clenched into fists. The pool was where many bullies took their 'prey'. Bugs almost smirked, whoever this jock was, he was way too stupid to know that once you mess with someone in the Chandler group, you mess with a Chandler. And that's a crime punishable by the worst force of all time; a Chandler beating.

He ran, because time was running out. No one was brave enough to stand in his way and thus every time he encountered someone including a teacher, they would step aside to let him through.

It wasn't hard to find the stupid bully; in his wake he left a lot of broken things like windows, doors, even desks. And so all Bugs had to do was follow the trail.

Finally, he made it to the indoor pool of their school. Shadow Oaks High had one of the biggest indoor pools and one of the best swimming teams in Oregon. The only problem was it was always cold because the school couldn't afford adequate heating and so, if you were to dunk a person in it who wasn't used to the water's temperatures, it would be like throwing someone overboard the Titanic.

He saw the jock, none other than Jimmy Johnson, put Daffy down and was about to throw him in when Bugs, desperate to stop him, pushed Jimmy into the freezing depths below.

"Bugs!" Daffy exclaimed. The Chandler sighed, happy to see that his boyfriend was in one piece, though Daffy was shivering. Being the ever perfect gentleman that Bugs was sometimes, sometimes mind you, he took off his jacket and placed it around Daffy's shoulders. "I'm so happy you're safe." Bugs whispered, holding Daffy close. "We might need to get you some new glasses."

"Yeah," Daffy let out a relieved sigh, "they fell during all the chaos."

Bugs let Daffy go to turn to Jimmy who was trying miserably to get out of the pool. "Don't you dare -" Bugs commanded before he was cut off by Coach Yosemite, gym teacher and renowned pain in the ass, he was one of those teachers who thought they were so important they could pass for Vice Principal.

"What in tarnation is going on here?" He yelled in that annoyingly exorbitant accent of his. "Why is there a student in the pool? And what are you three doing here during class hours?"

Neither of them could answer, poor Daffy couldn't see very well, Jimmy couldn't speak what with his bones freezing and Bugs, who was the only one capable of speaking and recounting what happened was cut off again by the coach the second he opened his mouth to respond.

"Ahhh, I should have known that you Bryce Chandler would be a culprit in all this."

Daffy interrupted. "It wasn't his fault, it was that jock kid!" He pointed in the general direction of the pool.

Coach Sam wasn't having it. "You mean to tell me that Jimmy here was up to all this?"

"Yes!" Both Bugs and Daffy replied.

Coach Sam looked unimpressed. "Right, you two are coming with me."