Before I start this story, I got a request for a Furrball and Rubella Rat story. Here's what I came up with: Rubella constantly torments Furrball due to him being poor and homeless, so Babs rolls up her sleeves to turn the tables on Rubella, casino style. Anyways, enjoy the fly story.
It was a late evening in ACME Acres, and Plucky was checking his Shirley Shrine.
"Oh Shirls, if only you could see how awesome I truly am." He sighed. "Hold on, let me open the window for ya."
He goes to open a window, then jumps into bed.
"Goodnight, Shirley." He lovingly whispered.
As he dozed off, he could hear a loud buzzing sound. He opened his eye to see a fly buzzing around his bedroom.
"How did you get in here?" He asked.
Then, he looked to his open window.
"Oh yeah." He said.
He tried to shoo the fly out of his room.
"Get outta here!" He yelled. "Get outta here!"
He dashed into his closet to get out a fly swatter.
"Haha! I have you now, bug!" He yelled out.
He swung the fly swatter around to squash the fly, only to miss every swing. He started to spin around like Dizzy Devil would, only to end up tangled in his bedroom curtains.
"This means war!" He snarled.
He snuck to the kitchen and gathered up some plates and glass cups. His parents were watching TV in the living room, rather loudly, so they didn't even notice him. He dashed back into his room, and threw the first plate like a discus at the fly, only for it to miss the fly, and smash into the wall.
"Rats!" He loudly yelled, before clamping his mouth shut.
"Rats." He silently whispered.
He took another plate, and again threw it like a discus, only for the plate to fly through the window, and end up hitting Elmyra in the face while she was walking a dog.
"Ooh, a free disc." She said, as stars floated around her head and she collapsed to the ground.
"Wanted to hit the fly, but that was a better alternative." Plucky said to himself.
He took a third plate, and tossed it at the fly in a discus throw, only for it to bounce off the wall, and lob the head off the fake Shirley in his Shirley shrine.
"SHIRLEY!" He yelled, at the top of his lungs. "WHY?! WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?!"
"Go to sleep, Plucky!" His father yelled.
From outside his swamp home, the other residents of ACME Acres heard his screaming.
"Urgh, what is Plucky doing now?" Buster groaned, slowly coming out of his bed.
"Is Plucky crying over Shirley again?" Babs groaned, slowly coming out of her bed.
"I hope Plucky is okay." Hamton yawned, getting out of his bed.
"Green duck yelling loudly so late at night." Dizzy groaned, getting out of his bed. "Me investigate his whining."
"Like, what is Plucky yelling over now?!" Shirley groaned. "I'm trying to do my late-night meditation or some junk, and there he goes yelling my name like some deranged banshee!"
Throughout ACME Acres, the residents were woken up by Plucky's yelling, and all walked to his house to find out why. Meanwhile, Plucky was throwing glass cups at the fly, only for every single one to miss, and leaving holes in his walls, which resulted in more flies flying into his room.
"That's it! Enough is enough!" He yelled.
He took out a machine gun, and with a red headband wrapped around his head, and a fake stogie in his teeth, he fired at the flies, which resulted in even more holes in his ceiling, which resulted in, you guessed it, more flies flying into his bedroom.
"RRRRRAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!" Plucky yelled, turning completely red. "I can't take it anymore!"
Soon, there was a ton of TNT in Plucky's room, and the green duck was setting up the plunger to activate it.
"Say goodbye, flies!" He schemed.
Just outside his bedroom, the other Tiny Toons, all in their pyjamas, were approaching his bedroom door.
"Let's see what wrong with Plucky now." Buster groaned, reaching for the door handle.
In his room, Plucky had his hands on the plunger, and is about to activate the TNT. He was laughing maniacally the entire time.
"Die in the name of my Shirley!" He yelled. "And peace!"
Just as Buster turned the door handle to open the door, Plucky pressed down on the plunger with heavy might, resulting in a tremendous explosion, powerful enough to reduce every house and building in ACME Acres to ash, and leaving all of the toons covered in soot. After the toons fell to the ground after the house disintegrated, all the flies, that somehow survived the explosion, all flew off.
"Plucky, what the heck?!" Babs exclaimed.
"You just destroyed ACME Acres!" Hamton yelled.
"At least the flies are gone." Plucky replied.
The next thing Plucky knew, he was chased by the other toons, who were wielding pitchforks and torches. The toons chased Plucky into the distance as it irises out.
Don't worry toonsters, ACME Acres will be back to it's original ways in the next story. See you then.