Dean Granny was in her office, looking through her mail. Each letter she read were letters of complaints for a certain thing.

"Well, receiving these letters is better than receiving bills and tax notes." She shrugged.

Yosemite Sam came into the room.

"Ya know that they're just gonna keep sendin' ya those letters until ya agree, don't ya?" He asked.

Dean Granny sighed with exasperation.

"You're right." She sighed. "Assemble the students for the announcement."


We cut to the main classroom where the students of ACME Loo have gathered. Among them is Buster and Plucky, the former grinning at the latter.

"So, I've heard you and Marcia have been getting closer." Buster teased.

"W-we are study partners." Plucky prevaricated.

Marcia skipped over and sat next to Plucky.

"Hiya, honey." She said. "Can I sit next to you?"

Plucky turned to Marcia with a face that was clear he was holding back rage.

"What did I say about calling me lovey-dovey names in front of others, especially Buster?!" He hissed.

Furrball heard their interaction and immediately went to them.

"Hey, maybe you two could go on a double date with me and Shirley." He offered.

"Butt out, cat!" Yelled Plucky.

"He's just making us an offer, hun." Marcia said to Plucky.

"An offer that could embarrass me." Grumbled Plucky.

Shirley levitated over, and gently took Furrball by the hands.

"Do not worry about him, darling." She said, warmly. "You were just making him an offer."

She gently scratched her finger under his chin, causing him to smile and let out a gentle purr.

"Shirley, not in front of the others." He whispered.

"Let them look." Shirley giggled, lovingly.

"Yeah, let us look and throw up." Plucky scoffed.

"Don't be a downer at the sight of love, Pluckster." Babs replied.

"First off, don't call me that again!" Plucky retorted. "And second, how I act is not your business!"

"Ahem!" Dean Granny announced.

The students stopped talking amongst themselves and turned to Dean Granny, who was standing next to a bulletin.

"I have been getting numerous complaints from you students and even faculty that we have been keeping male and female students in separate dorms between Fudd Hall and Marrie Melodies." Dean Granny announced.

"Does this mean some of us can move into the Loo Bru?" Asked Babs.

"What? No." Dean Granny replied. "Where would you even sleep there? Besides, there's a business there."

"Don't tell me I'm sharing a room with Dizzy." Groaned Sweetie. "Once was more than enough."

"I was just getting to the point." Dean Granny replied. "After some consideration and observing some of you students and your interactions to others, I have decided to swap some of you around to new dorm mates."

The students were ecstatic and excited to find out who they'd be sharing dorms with. They scampered to look at the bulletin.

"Maybe we'll finally be roommates, Buster." Babs said.

"Let's see what the-" Buster replied, being cut off by seeing the bulletin.

This is the list of roommate changes that were now taking effect: Buster and Sweetie, Dizzy and Gogo, Babs and Fowlmouth, Montana Max and Fifi, Furrball and Shirley, Plucky, Marcia, and Hamton.

"Wait, I'm roommates with Sweetie?!" Buster exclaimed.

Babs and Sweetie looked at the bulletin with horror on their faces.

"We're not roommates anymore?" Sweetie asked.

"B-but, we're supposed to be boomies/ resties!" Babs protested. "How can we be that if we're not roomies?!"

"My roommate is a skunk?!" Exclaimed Montana Max.

"Shirley, we're roommates!" Furrball exclaimed, excitedly.

"I always knew it was meant to be." Shirley replied, kissing Furrball's cheek.

"Ooh, look Plucky!" Marcia cheered. "We're sharing a room with Hamton. He can be our third wheel and uncle to our future children."

"Too soon there, Marcia!" Plucky exclaimed.

Hamton was getting visibly nervous.

"What if I a-a-accidentally ruin your re-re-relationship?" He asked.

"Oh, don't worry, Hamton." Marcia replied. "Mine and Plucky's love is too strong."

"Yay!" Dizzy whooped. "Me having new roomie!"

"And that roomie is me!" Exclaimed Gogo. "We're going to do so much! We can cook chicken in a freezer, dry our clothes in the oven, call Mickey Mouse and ask if his refrigerator is running."

"These roommate swaps go into effect first thing tomorrow morning." Dean Granny announced. "And all roommate changes are final, and will last for one week before discussing who is happy with their roommates and who is not."

The next day, some of the students were ready to go into their new dorm rooms. When Furrball walked into Shirley's dorm room, which was on the fifth floor by the soda machine, Shirley was waiting for him with a trail of rose petals leading to her.

"I've been waiting for you, my rover." She said, romantically. "A lover and a roomie, also known as a loomie."

A giant heart came from Furrball's head, flew under him, and lifted him over to Shirley.

"I really like those names." He said.

Meanwhile, Buster was trying to pull Babs from Sweetie, as the aforementioned pink bunny and bird were in an emotional embrace.

"But we're boomies!" Sweetie cried.

"We have been since you and me first came to ACME Loo, Buster!" Babs cried.

"It's only for one week, Babs!" Buster yelled, struggling to pull Babs and Sweetie apart.

Eventually, he got them to part, only for Babs to go flying into Fudd Hall.

"BAAAAAAAAABSSSSSS!" Sweetie cried.

After a few moments of weeping, she turned to Buster with a look of joy.

"At least I get to bunk with her twin brother for a week." She said, nonchalantly.

At the apartment above the Loo Bru, Dizzy was writing "Welcome, Gogo!" on the floor with garbage bags and banana peels. Dizzy expected Gogo to come in through either the door or windows, but he actually came in through the TV screen.

"Somebody call for a roommate?" Gogo asked, as his head started ringing like a telephone.

"Roomie!" Dizzy excitedly exclaimed. "We gonna have fun like I did with Babs and Sweetie!"

Meanwhile, Fifi was trying to find Montana Max's dorm. She came across a new dorm building made entirely of solid gold with a sign reading "Mega Millionaire Mansion".

"Zhis must be eet." She said.

She rang the doorbell, to hear a loud cash noise. After waiting a few seconds, a butler answered.

"Yes?" Inquired the butler.

"I am Montana Max's new dorm mate." Said Fifi, showing the butler a paper with the roommate swaps on it.

"Ah, the skunk." Replied the butler. "Right this way."

The butler lead Fifi into the "dorm", up fifteen flights of stairs, and to a pair of doors that were bigger than the walls. When the doors opened, there was Montana Max, holding a long sheet of paper.

"Since I'm stuck with you as a roommate, I have a list of rules for you." He stated, shoving the paper into Fifi's hands. "Read through them all before doing literally anything else!"

"Even before looking for mon room?" Fifi asked.

"ESPECIALLY before looking for your room!" Said Montana Max, emphatically.

"Well, where am I supposed to put my vintage clothes?" Asked Fifi.

"Figure that out!" Said Montana Max, bluntly.

He went to walk down some of the stairs when he happened to glance at some of Fifi's clothes.

"Wait!" He said. "You have a poodle skirt?!"

"Oui." Fifi replied, proudly. "I got eet when Babs and Sweetie opened zhat vintage clothing store."

Montana Max got an idea. If he advertised Fifi's clothes and made counterfeit versions of them, he could make even more money than he already does.

"Hey skunk, let's you and I talk about fashion." He said, persuasively.

"I am listening." Fifi replied, sounding intrigued.

As Montana Max talked to Fifi, we cut to Fudd Hall where Babs had fallen through the ceiling onto a bed in a room.

"SWEETIEEEEE!" Babs cried.

"Well, that's one (bleep-bleep-bleep) way to make an entrance." Came the voice of Fowlmouth.

Babs looked at Fowlmouth as if his head just fell off.

"I see why they call you Fowlmouth." She said.

"Is it because I'm a (bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep) chicken?" Fowlmouth asked.

Babs struggled to come up with an appropriate reply.

"Well, to put it simply, you cuss too much." She said.

"No I (bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep) don't!" Protested Fowlmouth.

Babs sighed.

"Oh boy, Sweetie he is not going to be." She sighed.

In another room, Marcia skipped into her new dorm and threw her arms around Plucky's neck.

"This week is going to be amazing now that we're sharing a dorm." He giggled.

Plucky groaned with annoyance and embarrassment.

"Well, I'm h-h-happy for you both." Said Hamton.

"And when me and Plucky go on dates, Hamton could dorm-sit. And if the three of us go out, maybe Hamton could cover us." Marcia added.

Hamton started to get nervous.

"Wh-what if I am unable to cover the costs?" He asked.

"Hamton, I'm just messing with you." Giggled Marcia. "Uncle Marvin taught me to go Dutch."

"M-Marcia, darling, try not to be too lovey-dovey." Plucky requested. "You'll make me look soft in front of Hamton."

"Let him look, honey." Marcia replied, lovingly. "He's a good soul. He wouldn't be against our relationship."

Hamton didn't say anything. Back at Montana Max's "dorm", he and Fifi were examining Fifi's vintage clothes.

"Say skunk, how would you like to promote clothes like these?" He asked, persuasively. "I could make you the most popular student in this entire campus. You can upstage that blue cat you don't get along with; run his common face in it."

Fifi listened to every word Montana Max said to her, and was tempted by every word. She and Furrball never got along throughout them both being at ACME Loo, and this was her chance to fully show him that she's better than him.

"Let us do eet!" She exclaimed.

Montana Max smiled menacingly. When the week was over, he could dump the skunk (not in the romantic way, as in he could cut business ties with her), and take all the money and credit for himself. He pulled out a long purple dress with short sleeves and a cotton skirt.

"Maybe we could add diamonds to the skirt and sleeves." He suggested.

"Tempting." Fifi replied.

When Montana Max showed Fifi the diamonds, she eagerly agreed, much to Monty's joy. Meanwhile, Buster was telling Sweetie facts and stories about Babs so that Sweetie could potentially strengthen her friendship with Babs.

"And when she told me that the bully knocked over her carrot ice cream, I had that bully mailed to Antarctica in a box marked "one way delivery, never return", and the bully was gone for three months before being shipped back in another box." He informed.

"If we was me in that situation, the box would've read "please smash with a hammer, throw off a cliff, and blow up with a nuclear bomb three thousand times each" and have the box sent to a volcano surrounded by spikes, dragons, and an EDUCATIONAL TELEVISION STUDIO!" Bellowed Sweetie. "Okay, the last one might be a bit too harsh."

"Ya think?!" Replied Buster, sounding surprised. "But then again, it would serve that bully right, especially since the bully never gave up that seat for Babs on the bus."

"THEY WHAT????!!!!" Roared Sweetie, beginning to throw things around in an uncontrollable rage.

"Sweetie, calm down!" Buster yelled. "The bully was sent to a Toons-Who-Are-Bad-Get-Sent-Here-To-Be-Good place!"

Sweetie threw a basketball at the wall, and turned to Buster. She was about to apologize for her hostile actions when the ball bounced into Sweetie's back, knocking her into Buster. They stumbled across the floor until the tip of Sweetie's beak was touching the tip of Buster's nose. Both of them widened their eyes and their cheeks turned pink.

"S-Sweetie?" Queried Buster.

Sweetie quickly flew off Buster.

"Th-that was my fault!" She said, quickly. "I didn't think the ball would knock me into you!"

"Y-your blushing." Buster pointed out, baffled.

"So are you!" Sweetie replied.

They both stared at one another without saying anything, both looking absolutely baffled. Meanwhile, Dizzy and Gogo were having a two-person party which resulted in an even bigger mess forming not just in their room, but the entire building. Garbage on the stairs, toenail clippings on the floor, pizza boxes on the walls, and flies swarming around the trash piles in every room and corridor.

"You best roomie Dizzy ever have!" Exclaimed Dizzy. "Please no tell Babs or Sweetie me say that."

"I have a better idea!" Gogo replied.

A stick of butter appeared between them.

"I said better idea, not butter idea!" Gogo exclaimed.

The stick of butter disappeared.

"What the idea you have?" Dizzy asked.

Gogo Dodo pulled a telephone from a small hole in the floor, and with a grin that reached the ceiling, typed in numbers. Meanwhile, with Furrball and Shirley, the latter was teaching the former about deep meditation.

"Once you find you centre, you can discover who you truly are within." She said.

"But I already know who I truly am." Furrball smiled. "And that is-"

He was cut off by the telephone ringing. Furrball groaned in annoyance as he answered it.

"Hello?" He said.

There was no reply for the first five seconds. Then suddenly, there was a loud horn noise that was so loud, it echoed throughout Merrie Melodies, smashing all the windows in the process.

"What were you going to say?" Asked Shirley, telepathically.

"I was going to say that who I truly am is your boyfriend." Furrball replied, via his mind. "And I wouldn't want to be anyone or anything else."

"Aww, Furrball." Shirley replied telepathically in a romantic tone. "You're the sweetest thing on this campus, and I don't even need to predict that, because I already know it."

She floated over to him, held his cheeks, and kissed his nose while broken glass shards formed a heart shape around them. Meanwhile, Babs was trying to get Fowlmouth to cuss less.

"Now, what do you see here?" She asked, presenting a picture of a cheeseburger.

"That's a (bleep-bleep-bleep) cheeseburger." Fowlmouth smiled, as his stomach rumbled.

Babs facepalmed so hard, she flew into the wall.

"Let's try sentences." She said, looking through some books. "Ah, here's one! A guide to not swearing! Read a chapter in that without swearing."

Fowlmouth looked through the book.

"The key to (bleep-bleep) not cussing is (bleep-bleep-bleep) watch-"

"Enough!" Babs yelled. "You were supposed to not cuss!"

"That's what it says in the (bleep-bleep) book!" Fowlmouth protested.

Babs looked at the page to see that Fowlmouth was right.

"What kind of (bleep-bleep) book is this?!" She yelled, before clamping her mouth shut.

"Hey, you just (bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep) cussed!" Exclaimed Fowlmouth.

"I know." Babs replied, sheepishly.

Meanwhile, Marcia was looking in a catalogue for fancy clothes.

"Ooh, wouldn't you look amazing in that?" She asked, excitedly.

"How are you even able to afford that?" Plucky asked.

"I have my ways." Giggled Marcia.

"You're not gonna ask me to p-p-pay for them, a-are you?" Hamton asked, nervously.

"Of course not, silly." Marcia replied. "Do you know how rich Uncle Marvin is? I mean, how else does he afford all his lasers?"

Plucky and Hamton stared at Marcia.

"Perhaps I said too much." Marcia replied, giggling nervously.

Back with Buster and Sweetie, the two of them were picking up broken glass due to the windows being broken.

"So, uhhhh..." Said Sweetie. "About earlier-"

"Sweetie, it was an accident." Buster interrupted. "You were blinded by anger when you threw that ball."

"But, why were we blushing?" Sweetie asked.

"Good question." Buster replied, trying to come up with what to say next. "P-perhaps we were surprised by our sudden nose touch?"

"Yeah..." Sweetie replied, nervously. "Anyways, let's keep picking up the glass."

They resumed picking up the glass shards, while having simultaneous thoughts.

"Wow, we both blushed." Sweetie thought to herself. "I never realised how soft Buster's nose is, or how... handsome he looks up close. He's really cool, especially during our Toony Ball game."

"Man, what happened earlier was... unexpected." Buster thought to himself. "I mean, I always knew Sweetie was cool, but when our noses touched, I developed this... feeling inside me about her. I saw deep into her eyes.

"Could it be that I...?" Sweetie thought to herself.

"Is it possible that I...?" Buster thought to himself.

"... am in love?" They both thought to themselves.

Neither of them made eye contact, and just resumed picking up the glass. Three days later, the classmates of ACME Loo gathered at the main classroom, waiting for Dean Granny to come and address them on how their roommate process is going.

"So Babs, how is your new roomie?" Asked Buster.

"Well, I see why they call him Fowlmouth." Babs replied. "How is it going with you and Sweetie?"

Buster looked nervous.

"Well, she's really cool -I mean, I see why you like her so much- I mean, she's a cool roommate." He said, nervously, sweating bullets that shot through the floor.

"Hey, you're acting like that one time you used all my lipsticks to paint a lookalike of the Mona Lisa." Babs said, suspiciously. "Is something wrong?"

"N-nothing is wrong!" Buster prevaricated.

Fifi skipped into the room, dancing like a ballerina.

"Everyone, I 'ave zhe best roomie." She said. "Montana Max ees going to promote mon clothes, and 'elp moi upstage zhat common cat."

"Still a diva as usual." Furrball groaned, before sticking his tongue out at Fifi.

"A diva?!" Fifi exclaimed, sounding offended.

"You heard me!" Furrball taunted. "Diva! Diva! Diva!"

Fifi slapped Furrball with her tail, sending him flying across the room and into the wall.

"Lay off my boyfriend!" Shirley yelled, levitating Fifi, and throwing her across the room.

"Now this is entertainment!" Plucky exclaimed.

"Shut up, Plucky!" Buster yelled, throwing Plucky down the stairs.

"Nobody harms my man!" Marcia yelled, zapping Buster with a laser beam.

"I got this, my dear." Plucky said to Marcia before throwing an anvil at Buster.

"Buster!" Babs yelled.

She went to attack Plucky and Marcia, but Sweetie beat her to it.

"Nobody messes with Buster!" She yelled, tying the two of them together in knots.

"Allow me, boomie." Babs replied, kicking them away like a soccer ball.

Hamton ran and hid under a desk while cowering in fear.

"Why did th-th-this have to happen?" He said to himself.

There was a commotion as the students of ACME Loo were fighting each other. Babs slapped Fowlmouth with an English dictionary, Fifi and Furrball found themselves in a cartoonish fight cloud, Dizzy was sneezed into the wall by Lil Sneezer, Sweetie was chasing Calamity with a big mallet, and Little Beeper was flattened by an anvil after it was dropped by Concord. Dean Granny walked into the classroom, and just avoided getting hit on the head with a monkey wrench.

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" She bellowed.

Her yelling echoed throughout the classroom, startling the students and causing them all to sit down.

"Is that anyway to behave as students and classmates?!" Dean Granny scolded. "I mean, in an average cartoon school, sure, but not in ACME Loo! It's clear to me that this roommate exchange was a mistake, so I'm reinstating all previous roommates, effective immediately!"

"Aww!" Groaned Marcia, Furrball, Shirley, Dizzy, Gogo, and Buster.

Everyone looked at Buster.

"I mean, aww I'm bunking with Plucky again." Buster said, nervously.

"What's wrong, rabbit?" Taunted Plucky. "Mad because you can't bunk with you possible new girlfriend?"

"That's it!" Yelled Buster, punching Plucky in the face, prompting the other toons to start fighting again.

"Next time, I'm having them all share the same roomies, but in separate dorms." Dean Granny sighed to herself.

Just then, Montana Max came into the room with Fifi's clothes on several mannequins.

"Everyone, get a load of my clothes!" He announced.

Everyone stopped fighting, and looked at the clothes. Fifi looked outrage.

"Zhose are mon clothes!" She exclaimed.

"Nope! They're mine and solely mine!" Montana Max replied, smugly.

"Hey, I recognise that poodle skirt!" Babs yelled out. "Me and Sweetie sold it to her!"

"Well, now it's property of Montana Ma-" Monty replied.

Before he could finish, Fifi knocked Montana Max through the ceiling with her tail, and took back all her clothes.

"No one cheats Fifi La Fume!" She seethed.


The next day, all the toons were back with their original roommates, most notably Babs and Sweetie.

"Well Sweetie, you've been roommates with Buster and you're a roommate with me." Babs said. "That makes you closer to me than before since we both lived with Buster at some point."

"Yeah..." Sweetie replied. "Exactly, boomie."

"What's wrong, restie?" Babs asked.

Sweetie looked out the now-fixed window, and saw a cloud that was in the shape of Buster. After staring at it for a few seconds, she made her reply to Babs.

"Nothing. Nothing's wrong."


On the next story of this series, Plucky looks to earn some money, so he, having not learned his lesson the last time, starts a new gossip tabloid under a new mysterious alias (yep, it's gonna be a sequel to Extra-So Extra). Meanwhile, Sweetie is put on probation by Dean Granny after wrecking the faculty room and is left with an ultimatum: break one more thing in anger, and she'll be expelled from ACME Loo. See ya next time, Toonsters!