A/N: And here, we see some development start to form for Kate. Though, it wouldn't be as obvious seeing as it is a bit of the same from the original.

Looney Tunes: Back in Action

Chapter 4: Chairman of the Hoard

Back to the theater, the Warner Brothers, Kate, Tom, Jerry, and Robyn were watching an outtake.

"Scene 7, Take 1. Marker."

"I don't think this routine is gonna work without Daffy, but, eh...", Bugs began.

"Action.", a filmmaker called.

To begin, Elmer pointed his gun at Bugs Bunny.

"Say your pwayers, wabbit. It's wabbit season."

"Duck season.", Bugs argued.

"Wabbit season."

"Duck season."

"Wabbit season!"

"Wabbit season!", Bugs shouted back.

Elmer realized he forgot to memorize the script and reviewed it.

"Wait a minute."

"See, I told you this wasn't gonna work without…", Bugs began.

But before he could finish, he wound up shot by Elmer as the scene revealed him watching the blooper, too, but in casts, reeling in pain from the recent incident, especially with Robyn gazing in horror from the scene and then turning to see Bugs at present, wincing as the bunny groaned. Granted, she was still horrified, but also relieved that he seemed to be okay despite him being in casts.

"Can we do another take, pwease?", Elmer asked.

"Oh, pain. Oh, agony~!", Bugs spoke in pain.

"Oh. So, that's how it happened. Are you okay? It must've hurt.", Robyn said in worry while going over to him.

"Eh, that depends. You have any carrots with ya?", Bugs asked.

"Well, let me check…"

Robyn got out her backpack and reached inside to see if there is a carrot. Fortunately, she pulled one out.

"Actually, yes."

"Eh, a few good munches on this and I'll make a swift recovery.", Bugs assured.

"All right.", Robyn grinned, moving the carrot over for Bugs to munch on.

"Well, on the bright side, after 65 years of trying, he finally 'bwasted' him.", Tom joked before imitating Elmer's laugh.

"Oh, brother…", Jerry groaned.

"What? Too soon?", Tom asked.

"You're fired.", Albert spoke to Kate, much to her shock.

"What…?!", Kate gasped before exclaiming as she got up and turned around to see them and Bugs, now disguised as either one, or both, of the Warner Brothers, much to Robyn, Tom, and Jerry's surprise. "But you can't fire me. My films have made $950 million!"

"It's not a billion.", Albert retorted.

"Nope. Not a billion. And you got rid of our best duck.", Harry added as Bugs shrugged in agreement.

"Now, hold it right there! If memory serves, you two were the ones who gave him the boot!", Tom accused, surprising everyone, even the Warner Brothers themselves.

"Yeah. Kate was just following your orders.", Jerry added.

"Tom, what are you guys doing?", Robyn asked.

"Hey, work with us, Robyn. I think we know how to get Daffy back, okay?", Tom whispered.

The blue cat then cleared his throat.

"At this point, you two Warner Brothers must choose whether you should either fire yourselves off this building OR reverse course and get Daffy back.", Tom boldly declared.

Robyn gave a grin as she realized where Tom was getting at. Harry and Albert turned to each other.

"All in favor of voting for whichever one's not us getting fired off this building?", Harry asked before he and Albert raised their hands.

"Aye!", the Warner brothers spoke in unison.

"Good.", Tom grinned.

"Then, it's decided. We all reverse course and bring Daffy back.", Jerry added.

"By Monday.", the Warner Brothers said before leaving.

Kate was surprised to have someone stand up for her. The cat-and-mouse duo, actually. But nevertheless, she is determined to bring Daffy back.

"I will have Daffy back on Monday.", Kate said.

She then turned to Tom and Jerry.

"You guys didn't have to do that…", Kate said in astonished surprise.

"Yeah, well, we weren't exactly doin' this for you.", Tom responded.

"We're doing it for our best duck.", Jerry added.

"But what about DJ?", Robyn asked.

"Eh, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it. Somehow.", Tom responded.

"Eh…, that went well.", Bugs assured, chomping on Robyn's carrot.

"Glad to see you're doing okay, Bugs.", Robyn grinned.

"Listen, fellas, if I know Daffy, he's already hit the road by now.", Bugs stated.

"How much do you wanna bet that's literally?", Tom asked.

Sure enough, Daffy was literally hitting the road as he was thrown off the car by DJ. The duck crossed his arms as his slid against the road butt-first. A moment after, he somehow popped out of the glove compartment and stretched.

"Ah… It's good to stretch.", Daffy grunted, stretching.

"You know? I'm getting really tired of throwing you out of the car.", DJ said.

"Well, that's my plan in a nutshell.", Daffy chuckled.

"Now, listen, if we run into anything that requires super spy skills like cracking wise, smooching dames, you better leave that to me. However, if we have any security guarding needs..."

DJ was not amused.

"Very, very funny, duck. I'm not a security guard. For your information, it's just a job. It's what I do for money."

"Mm-hmm.", Daffy said in disbelief.

"What I really do is I'm, I'm a… I'm a stuntman.", DJ added.

Of course, Daffy still doesn't buy it.

"Ha! You? A stuntman? Please.", Daffy said.

"I am! Did you see those Mummy movies?", DJ asked.

"Uh…", Daffy began.

"I'm in them more than Brendan Fraser is."

Daffy only looked away with a slight eye roll toward the direction away from him, even brushing down his face, making his beak shake when he brushed all the way down as DJ ranted.

"Oh, no, he couldn't stand that. One day he decides that, "No, no, no! The Bren-master does all his own stunts!", DJ ranted.

Suddenly, Kayla popped up from the trunk.

"Well, I for one, never liked that stuck-up jerk anyway!", Kayla added.

Then, she gasped upon realizing what she said out loud as DJ noticed in shock that Kayla had snuck inside.

"KAYLA?!", DJ shouted.

"Uh-oh… Busted…", Kayla spoke nervously.

Just then, Daffy's phone rang.

"Oh, would you look at that? I got a phone call.", Daffy said before he got out his phone and answered it.

"Duck here."

Suddenly, a line appeared, showing Bugs in a sort of garden on the right side of the call, pushing the black line along while Daffy was shown on the left, in the car, struggling to push the line away as the call went on.

"Daffy, old chum, how the heck-?", Bugs began.

"Yeah, yeah. Cram it down your rabbit hole.", Daffy interrupted.

"Daf, listen. I think I can get you your old job back with less of a pay cut than usual.", Bugs assured.

"So not interested. I'm off to Las Vegas with my new sidekick DJ and my partner, Kayla, to match wits with spies and showgirls. It's a little adventure I call: 'Daffy Duck's Quest for the Blue Monkey'. And you're not in it.", Daffy refused, finally pushing the line away before hanging up.

But the moment he did, the black line returned and then Kayla managed to stop the line before it could crush Daffy as Bugs hung up.

"Blue Monkey?", Bugs puzzled.

"Mind if I cut in?", Kayla asked to an astonished Daffy Duck.

However, as they drove away, an ACME satellite has already caught footage of a gremlin car on the road to Las Vegas, footage of which was being spied upon by a tall, bald man with a muscular build.

"Blue Monkey?", Bugs' voice puzzled.

"The Blue Mo…", Daffy's voice distorted.

"Blue Monkey?", Bugs puzzled.

"Little litt- adventure I ca-ca-call 'Daffy Duck's Quest for the Blue Mon-Monkey'.", Daffy's voice said distorted.

Play Harry Gregson-Williams and John Powell Music: "March of Farquaad"

As soon as the footage was done, the man closed the book labeled, 'The Legend of the Blue Monkey' as he turned to leave.

Moments later, monstrous, little green creatures with red slit eyes known as Gremlins were seen working behind and on the pipes as the man walked across the boiler-room like hallway. One of the gremlins was also seen working on the elevator, laughing as he got a good zap going before the door opened, allowing him to enter the main meeting room, where the Chairman was reading a report of some kind.

"This is unacceptable!", Mr. Chairman shouted before he quickly stood up and turned around just as the man finished walking in with the door closing.

"Uh-oh.", the gremlin said before the door closed.

Pause Harry Gregson-Williams and John Powell Music: "March of Farquaad" (0:25)

"We cannot have 9-year-olds working in sweatshops making Acme sneakers... not when 3-year-olds work for so much less.", Mr. Chairman stated.

Just then, the ACME VP of Child Labor pressed his buzzer.

"Yes?", Mr. Chairman said.

"But, sir, they require naps.", the VP stated.

"Put double espresso in their sippy cups.", Mr. Chairman said before some of the VP's laughed.

"What's next on the agenda? Where's my people? What's coming up? What's the next thing?", Mr. Chairman asked.

Resume Harry Gregson-Williams and John Powell Music: "March of Farquaad" (0:25)

Just then, the man tapped the chairman's shoulder, making him gasp as he turned in surprise to see him before he whispered in the Chairman's ear.

"Thank you, Bob.", Mr. Chairman thanked before Bob walked away.

"Grave news, my friends. Direct your attention to the video screen."

End Harry Gregson-Williams and John Powell Music: "March of Farquaad"

But when he turned the video screen on, the screen was all haywire. Frustrated, he fiddled with the remote control.

"Cable, input, VCR, satellite."

But all that yielded was a scene of Owl Jolson singing in an episode called "I Love to Singa".

Infuriated, the Chairman fiddled with it again another way as the VP's watched.

"Input, satellite, tape, menu, rewind... power, on."

This time, the video screen finally showed the footage in which DJ's car is still on the road, with Daffy eagerly sticking his head out.

"Woo-hoo!"

Kayla giggled as she stuck her head out the left window.

"Well... It seems that Damian Drake's son and his daughter know about the Blue Monkey. And they are on their way to Las Vegas. They must not find the location of the diamond before we do.", Mr. Chairman urged before he switched the TV to the interrogation room, with both Damian Drake and Mr. Starling fighting off some interrogators.

"How is the interrogation going?"

"They're about ready to crack, boss!", the henchman reported before he wound up grabbed by Mr. Starling's legs.

"Oh, we're going to crack, all right. Crack your heads like eggs!", Mr. Starling retorted before kicking the henchman away.

Wincing at the scene, Mr. Chairman hurried over to the remotes and then tried to switch it off only to switch back to the cartoon.

"Cable, input, VCR and satellite, off.", Mr. Chairman spoke in frustration before he finally turned off the TV.

"We cannot let the good guys win this time, people. We must capture this... son of a spy and his little girl, too! And we must locate the diamond to destroy it, so no one can stop us from using the Papyrus' powers for our own diabolical ends!", Mr. Chairman shouted before laughing evilly, even waving his arms as he loses his balance.

"Copy that to all departments.", Mr. Chairman advised.

"Uh, excuse me. I didn't quite get that.", an ACME VP of Bad Ideas said.

"Didn't quite... Ugh, something about capturing the son of a spy... and his little girl, there, too, and destroying the diamond, to be certain no one stops us from using the Papyrus' power for our diabolical ends. Be sure and use the laugh. Because I like the laugh. Don't you? And what is your name?", Mr. Chairman asked.

"Mary.", Mary replied.

"Well, Mary... how'd you like to do a little kissing later?"

Mary gasped a bit in surprise.

"I…", Mary said before exhaling in a bit of joyful surprise.

"That's what they all say at first.", Mr. Chairman said before walking up to the center of the room.

"Soon the ACME Corporation will tower over all of creation! "

"All of creation!", the ACME VPs repeated before they and Mr. Chairman laughed as the building zoomed away, the ACME logo seen at the front, spinning around the windows.

"ACME!", Mr. Chairman shouted.

"ACME!", the ACME VPs repeated.

"ACME!"

"ACME!"

They all laughed again, but the music stopped as a buzzer was heard being pressed.

"Wait a minute.", the ACME VP of Rhetorical Questions spoke before it then went back to inside the meeting room.

"Yes?", Mr. Chairman asked.

"What about the duck?", the ACME VP of Rhetorical Questions asked.

Mr. Chairman then walked over to him before answering.

"Extra crispy."