Tiny Toon Adventures fan fiction Written by: Kieron " Dark Helmet " Wells. Copyright 1998, Dark Helmet productions All characters and related elements copyright 1991, Warner Bros. production Dark Helmet Presents: Final Toon Fantasy Episode 1 * credit the premise to Squaresoft videogame company. Their epic Final Fantasy series has inspired this. Our story begins in the Acme Loo history classroom. The teacher had been going on the whole class about insignificant historical events. At least, that is how Buster, Plucky, Babs, and most of the class precieved them. " So, Buster. How do you like my new hair do?" asked Babs. Buster looked over her for a second. He didn't notice a difference. He began to sweat large, blue drops. He pulled the tight collar of his red shirt back and stuttered with, "Uh.....uh...." But before he could answer, the history teacher shouted from the front of the classroom," You two! Pay attention!" Buster then started to glance at the front of the large classroom. The history lesson was so boring. He could hardly keep his eyes up. He began to doze off in class. He stared at the checker patterned floor for a while before he finally dozed off. Just as he began to sleep, the bell went off. He was startled awake, his head vibrating like the bell. The sound was nearly deafening. Buster stumbled out of the classroom and to his locker. Plucky stood next to him. "Hey, Buster. You have to see this! I just got this great new Video Game! You have to see this!" he said. Buster said, "Plucky, I hardly consider Pong a great new video game!" Shirley passed by, commenting with, "Video games? Like, how immature can you get?" Plucky was very angered by this comment, saying, "The games are a lot more real than that psychic mumbo-jumbo you keep going on about!" Shirely's aura, an all purple, floating version of the young loon, came out and threw Plucky into an open locker. Then Shirely and her aura both laughed out loud and walked away. Buster leaned up against the locker, and entered the combination. A squre shaped Plucky fell to the floor, and then he returned to normal shape. "Psychotic loon!" he yelled down the hall. "You began to say something," Buster said. "Oh, yeah. This game is great. It is called Final Toon Fantasy! It is amazing! You are this knight, and you go around, slashing bad guys, and saivng people, and finding more people, and chanting spells, and...." And Plucky kept raving on and on about it. Buster hit him over the head saying, "Snap out of it!" Plucky shook his head and said, "Sorry. I get a little carried away sometimes." Buster said, "I'll come about five. I can't stay too long, though. I have a date with Babs." Plucky said, "Don't worry. I'll kick you out before seven." Buster and Plucky walked down the hall, side by side, Buster listening to the tale of this new game. Babs looked at them and sighed, saying, "Ahhh, a match made in video heaven." The school day is over. Babs is at home on this warm Friday night, talking to Harriet on the phone. " Yeah, this date tonight is going to be great. Buster is taking me to the most romantic restruant. Then, we'll look out at the stars on Acme Point." Babs then sighed, closed her eyes, and fell deeper into the bed in her room, drooling over the prospect of a romantic night with Buster. Harriet interupted her moment of anticipation with, "Babsy. Don't you worry about him doing it again?" Babs opened her eyes and screamed into the phone," WHAT? WHAT IT? WHO SAID HE DID ANYTHING? HE DID NOTHING! WHO TOLD YOU HE DID SOMETHING?!?" Harriet, now almost fearing for her life, said, "I mean what happened on your vacation? He is so immature. Remember, the water pistols, the passed up opportunity on the raft trip? Remember?" Babs let off a laugh and said, "Oh, Buster has matured since then. He isn't like that anymore." Hariet replied with, "He'd better not be. He always seemed like he'll never grow up!" Babs responded with, "Don't worry. I don't date pathetic, immature boys. Buster is a young adult. He is mature enough for me." Hariet, with a puzzled look on her face now, said, "Then how come you went to that Perfecto Prep party looking for mature guys, but you were laughed out of the place?" Babs yelled into the phone, her lips shaking violently while she stood on her bed, "SHUT UP!" Then, she calmly sat back down on the bed and said, "So, I'll call you when the date is over. Byeeeee!" She then hung up the pink phone on her wooden bedstand next to her, and lay in the bed, envisioning the evening ahead. Picturing long, passionate kisses with her blue furred teenage romeo. Little did she anticipate the heartbreak ahead. Buster and Plucky walked through the brown, wooden door, and Plucky jumped right onto the couch in front of the television, and said, " Come on, Buster. Sit down. Enjoy!" Buster looked around the room. They had done some bad recdecorating since the last time he was there. He sat down, and felt something squishy underneath him. "Uh... Plucky... What did I just sit in??" Plucky saw a small head sticking out. A snake's head. Pluck jumped up and yelled, his head becoming about the szie of the room. "Get off Bitey!!" he yelled. "Who's Bitey?" he asked. "My snake!!" Buster looked down for about half a second and yelled, "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Then he jumped up off the couch and fell behind it. Plucky picked up his unwounded snake and kised it on the head. Buster snickered a little, and then Pluck yelled in his face," Shuuuuuuuuuut up!" Buster got back on the couch, and Plucky flipped the black and white TV video game console on. The title screen popped up. Plucky got chills down his spine. They began to play the game. A role playing game. Those generally are not excitement pumpers. "Uh, Plucky? This appears to be an RPG," Buster said in disappointment." So?" he said. "I hate RPGS!!!!!" Buster replied. "This is different. It has: Action," and then Plucky got larger, wielding a machine gun, and firing it into the air. The roof was blown off, but it landed back in place perfectly. Plucky then returned to normal szie and said," Drama." Then, Plucky got on his knees and said in a very cheap dramatic tone, "Ohh... looks like the end for me... this is the last dance... Good bye, old buddy! Oh... things are getting dark... Take care of... the little lady for me... *gag!*" and then he laid in Buster's arm, eyes closed, and tongue hanging out the side of his yellow beak. "I get it," Buster said, glancing over at the wall. Plucky got up and said, "Romance." Plucky then, suddenly sporting a pink dress and a lot of red lipstick, kissed a manikin. "Oh, my dear. I'll never let you go. Never have I met one so passionate before, and..." And then Buster cut him off, saying, "Plucky, you're making out with a manikin. Get away from her... Or that... and show me the game already. I only have a couple of hours before my big date with Babs." Plucky, his face blushing red from kissing the inanimate plastic woman sat down and picked up the stealthy white controller. "Okay, our story begins with..." and the introduction set the stage. The story was of a Dark knight betraying the orders of his king, and being sent on a suicide mission. He ended up with a death scentence. Seven o'clock rolled around. The time for the date had arrived. Buster and Plucky were so engrossed in the epic video game that neither realized it was time for the date to commence. Babs called up Buster's house to see if he was on his way. Buster's mom answered and said, " No. Buster said something about going to Plucky's house when he called here. I believe his exact words were 'Plucky's... Game... Bye!' and then he hung up. Try calling there." Babs looked annoyed. When she looked annoyed, her face would wrinkle and her ears would go to the side. She called up Plucky. Plucky answered. Babs said before even waiting for hello, "Is Buster still over there?" Plucky said, "Buster... Game... Gotta go..." Then he slammed the phone and picked back the controller. They continued to paly. Babs tried again, demanding to speak to Buster. Plucky just put the phone down and left it off the hook. After repeatedly trying, only to be greeted by a busy signal, she gave up. She wasn't going to go to Plucky's house. The night grew later and later. Plucky and Buster had not stopped to eat, sleep, or go to the bathroom. They just sat there until midnight playing Final Toon Fantasy. Eventually, Plucky's parents, who rarely came down to check on their odd son, who they prefer to call unique, finally came to check. They saw Buster sitting with him. Buster's parents, who had been trying to get through over the phone all night, stopped by to see if Buster was there. Plucky's parents said, "Buster, your parents are here. It is time to go home." Buster mumbled back, "Five more minutes." Two hours later, Buster's parents tried to drag him home, but Buster was determined to stay on the couch, engulfed in the game. As they dragged him by his size thirteen, blue rabbit feet, he hung on to the couch for dear life. Eventually, the parents submited and he was allowed to stay the night. Babs, in the meantime, had called up Shirley saying, "Buster never showed. He makes me soooooooooo mad sometimes! Honestly! That rabbit! I need to get him back some how. But how?" she asked. "Like, Babs. I don't do that violence of revenge stuff. That stuff is totally bad karma." Babs, slightly frustrated one of her best friends would not help her in a minor conspiracy against their boyfriend, said,"Oh, it doesn't HAVE to be violent, or even seem like us extracting our revenge. We need to do it subtley. But how?" she said. "Hmm. Wait till Monday. Maybe something will come to us." Babs said, "Alright. But make sure to tell your boyfriend Plucky that he needs to stop using up all my time with Buster." Shirely got a confused look on her face, saying, "Boyfriend? Plucky and I have totally incompatable auras. He is too immautre for me." They then said their good nights, and then hung up the phone. All night long, getting no sleep at all, Buster and Plucky were glued to the televison screen. The storyline was getting intriguing. Another day passed. The two were stuck on a puzzle. After they were both panning off bad suggestions, they began to get fed up with each other. After Plucky said something, Buster said, "We already tried that! Three times! You are so stupid! You can't even get past this stupid little part!" Plucky proceeded to jump him, and they rolled around, brawling for a while. Plucky's parents heard the commotion and broke them up. Buster was kicked out of the house, but planned to come back tommorow, after they had time to ponder the problem. After careful dilliberation of this dillema, which ate up his whole Saturday, which usually consisted of going to the beach with Babs in this weather. At about midnight on Saturday, Buster excalimed in his bed, "I've got it!" He then ran over to Plucky's, and woke him up. He ran into his room, stood on his chest, and shook his neck while exclaiming, "I've got it!" They both ran, in their sleeping outfits still, to the television screen, flipped on the game, and began to play again. They were right: the puzzle was deciphered, and the part was now passable. Then, they played through the night until the morning broke, and they kept at it. When it was eight thirty, a yell from upstairs came. Plucky's parents yelled, "Plucky. Get ready for church." Plucky looked for a place to hide. All he could find was a closet. He ran in, and dragged Buster with him. The parents arrived in the room shortly after. "Plucky? Plucky? Come on, we'll be late. Where could that boy be?" They checked everywhere. Plucky was nowhere to be found. "Okay, fine. Be a brat," his dad yelled. As he was walking out of the room, Plucky's dad want over to turn off the TV and the system he thought Plucky had just carelessly left on. Plucky needed to act fast. He looked in the closet for something to stop his dad from shutting off the TV. He found a plastic severed hand used at holloween. He opened the door just enough so that he could throw it. He tossed it, and it hit him like it was somebody hitting him on the shoulder to get his attention. "Alright, I'm coming!" he said. He seemed to forget all about the TV. They left. Plucky and Buster ran back over. "All right!" they both exclaimed. But, they were not out of the woods yet. The phone rang. It was Buster's parents. Plucky answered, "Hello?" Buster's mom said, "Buster left last night. Is he at your house?" " Why, yes he is," replied Plucky, putting on a false politeness act. "Well, could we speak with him? He needs to come home right now." Plucky needed an excuse. Somewhat to his surprise, he actually had an innovative lie to give to Buster's parents. "Buster got sick last night, and you didn't have the right medicine at your house, so he got it over here, but it was extra drowsy formula, and he fell asleep. He hasn't gotten up yet," Plucky said. "Okay, but what did he suddenly..." but before she could finish that statement, Plucky slammed the phone down. Much to the surprise of Buster and Plucky, she bought it. They played once again into the night. Once night fell, Buster was sent home by his parents. Him and Plucky both slept restlessly that night, thinknig of the game, and what may happen next in it. School came Monday, and they both only talked to each other, discussing the game. Babs couldn't get a word in edgewise to Buster. Neither could anybody but Plucky. Class came. Both Plucky and Buster only talked of the game all day, not even paying attention to the teacher. When asked a question, they passed off an incorrect answer to even an easy question, just trying to get the teacher away. They were missing important lessons and information, too. They missed it when their histoy teacher said that they had a history quiz on Friday. At the end of the day, they both had still said a word to no one but each other. All day and all night when they were not at school were spent thinknig about the game. They could not get it our of their minds. Wednesday came around. They had no idea that the history quiz was coming up. Buster and Plucky both needed a substantial increase in their history grade, and a good quiz would do the trick. Buster still had not said a word to Babs all week long. She was definetly getting fed up with this. Eventually, Shirley was sick of seeing her friend jerked around by two insenitive, immature boys. She was going to do something about it. "Buster?" she said in a normal voice. "Buster? BUSTER?" she got progressively louder and louder. Eventually, she smacked him in the back of the head. "Oww. What, Shirely? You could have just asked me for my attention!" he said. "Look, you have been jerking around Babs all week. When are you going to follow through on your date?" she said, anger apparent in her voice. Before Buster could even begin to respond to this, Plucky pushed him out of the way and responded for him. "Buster is caught up in more important things right now. Come back in three or four years, will ya'?" he said. Shirely was obviously getting angery. Buster, trying to look away from Shirley, noticed the announcement of the history quiz on the wall. "Plucky!" he yelled out. "What?" he responded. "Look. History Quiz in two days!" Buster exclaimed. "Oh, no. We have to study for this now!" Plucky yelled back. Shirley, though, had other ideas. She did something odd with her hands. Buster and Plucky seemed mesmerized by the brilliant light. Shirely said something they could not understand.She was placing a curse on them. Something that would end up being a direct retalliation for the thing that was using up all of Buster's time. An ironic revenge. When they got home, Buster and Plucky both decided it would be alright to put off studying for one more day. A mistake. Once again, another day that could have been spent in a much more effective fashion, but instead it was widled away by something as trivial as that game. The next day, the two paid no attention to the lessons. And, once again, Buster continued to neglect his girlfriend. If this continued, she would be his ex-girlfriend. That night, Buster and Plucky decided they got into this mess together, and they would get out of it together, so they planned a joint study routine. This is where their slacking off would return to haunt them. They began to study. But, how fatigued they were was amazing. They fell asleep on the paper because of how late they had stayed up every day this week. It was because of Final Toon Fantasy. This would end up being a lesson in where the priorities should lie. Buster and Plucky woke up, but they didn't seem to be in Plucky's house anymore. "Uh, Plucky?" said Buster, "did you do some serious redocorating in the last couple of days?" he asked. "N... no," said Plucky nervously. "Then... where are we?" Buster said. The two shook violently with fear. The land seem to be a vast expanse of rolling hills. A large castle apparent in the distance. Large forests. Strange people visible in the distance. Plucky and Buster looked down at themselves, only to see they had traded in their regualr school clothes for something much different. Instead of a plain red shirt, Buster found himself in large, heavy armour that seemed to be designed for somebody far beyond the years of a young rabbit such as himself. In his right hand, a large sword. Plucky seemed to have traded in his white, sleeveless shirt for an odd magician's robe that can be compared to fantasy movies and novels. After they gazed upon the strange world they somehow stubled upon, they checked the setting in detail. Something was very familiar. After a couple of minutes, it hit Buster. "Plucky, I think I know where we are, "Buster said. "W... where?" asked Plucky, nervously. "Think about it. Novinia Castle, Tellah's forest, the Alfan warriors," Buster said. Plucky's jaw dropped to the ground. After pulling himself together, they simultaniously said, "Alfegarde." Alfegarde was the name of the land that the video game Final Toon Fantasy took place. The two began to proceed slowly. Plucky said in a very annoyed tone, "Oh, great. We're back at the beginning of the game!" Buster said, "Yeah. All that progress for nothing!" The two proceeded over an almost empty grass expanse to a large, murky forest in the distance. On the ends of their toes, they proceeded into the large, dark tree filled forest. The trees were darker than most. The sound being emitted was errie. Plucky stated bravely, "Oh, please. Remember this measley little forest? It took us like five minutes. This place can't hurt us!!" Plucky then turned to the forest, laughed momentarily, and then charged full speed into the darkness. As soon as he hit a tree, a lightning bolt struck him. He turned all black, and said while in pain, "I stand corrected." Buster said, "Remember? Don't touch the trees here! Don't let this scare you, Plucky." They both continued through the forest. They walked slowly. Plucky felt something small crawling on his shoulder. He shot straight into the air, hit his head on the tree limb, then fell back to the ground. He looked at the point on the ground where he was standing. A tiny spider walked slowly. Buster began to chuckle hysterically. He was on the ground, rolling around and laughing. This angered Pluclky greatly. His face turned beet red. He pulled Buster off the ground and said, "Let's go." Buster said," I would never let anything like that scare me! I'm brave, I'm tough, I'm a force to be reckoned with! I laugh in the face of danger!! HAHAHA!!!" He continued laughing until a very small noise from a tree startled him, and he darted straight upwards, landing with his face on the ground, right next to the feet of Plucky. "Nothing wil frighten you, huh?" Plucky stated. "Well, you never know what that could have been!" Buster said, trying to justify being startled like that. The small noise occurred again. Buster and Plucky turner towards each other momentarily before they began to dart as fast as they could out of the creepy forest and into a village out the side opposite to which they entered the forest. In the treehole, a catterpillar, which strongly resembled Bookworm, sat. The noise was him flipping pages. Buster and Plucky exited the forest unscathed, but their hearts were virtually beating out of their chests." Next time, I think we're going to need a little more advanced plan!" Plucky exclaimed. "Yeah. But, that one worked pretty good," Buster said, trying to justify their act of cowardess. The two toons who were portraying the roles of the heroes in this game...er, world... or whatever you want to call it were about to find out what they had forgotten. The game's first challenge. Only this time, it was no game. It was for real. The two entered the quaint city, and were immediately swamped by villagers that seemed invigorated with hope by the presence of Buster and Plucky. "Oh, the heroes have arrived!!" exclaimed one woman. A preacher came from the large chapel at the center of the town and cried out, "Hallelujah!!" with people from all over the town. "What's the big deal?" said Buster. "Who cares? Bask in the fame I so deserve!" Plucky said as he began to bow before the crowds. "Plucky?" Buster said, but was ignored. "Plucky?" Buster tried again. Still nothing. "PLUCKY!!!" he shouted in his small, green feathered ear. "Hold on a second," Plucky said, as he basked in the fame he suddenly obtained for no apparent reason. Plucky was grabbed by the neck and forced away from the crowd. "Plucky, do you remember this part of the game?" Buster asked. "Of course not. You know how long ago this must have been? It must be easy!" Plucky said. "I don't remember either. After all, this wason the first CD for the game, and we are already on number four," Buster said. "Don't worry. We have all the strength that the heroes of the game posses," Plucky said. "Plucky, you start with one charatcer having limited magic, which would be you, and one with resonable sword wielding abilities. Me. Can you cast any spells at all?" Buster asked. Plucky said, "You betcha. Just watch this!" Then Plucky pulled out a black hat and showed the inside. Nothing. Then, he reached inside and pulled out Montana Max. "Look, I can pull a rat out of my hat!!" Then he shoved him back in, and the hat was once again empty. Buster slowly clapped in a sarcastic fashion. "Very impressive," he said saracastically," but we could use some useful magic. Try something!" he said. Plucky raised both arms in there air, and began to say something. Nothing happened. No spells. Nothing. "You pathetic weakling," Buster said, "let me show you what a real hero of this game can do!" Then he lifted his sword which was about the size of his entire blue, fur coated body. He lifted it above his head, and it was so heavy that he immediately was pulled to the ground by it, and created a hole the shape of his body. "My mistake," he said, his voice showing obvious pain. Looking around the town, it seemed very RPG-ish. A lot of greenery. The houses nowhere near each other. No actual streets. People all out in public, but not actually doing anything, people let you just waltz in their house and do anything without question, and the only stores seemed to be weapons, armor, and an inn. If you have ever played an RPG, these things all are very, very common. If not, you should try one. This town seemed to be very financially hard hit. To gather information, Buster and Pluckly just had to approach people. Another standard RPG occurrence. They would give over any information they needed. "Alright, Plucky. First, we have to find out what we have to do here," Buster said. "Right," Plucky said. They conversed with several villagers. Eventually, they discovered they were here to track down the escaped prisoner, Maxmillon. (Can you see where this villan thing is headed?) They were told this escapee was both a warrior and a mage. Somebody who could wield the weapons of a knight, but could cast the spells of a wizard. And Buster and Plucky couldn't do either. Buster and Plucky looked over the town's structures, and saw a dark mountain. It had a large castle on top. It cast a shadow over everything near it. "Hey, how come we never noticed that before?" said Buster. "Well, if we saw it before, wouldn't that sort of give something away?" responded Plucky. "Not really. I mean, with a story unfolding like this, you had to have seen that one coming," Buster said. For an RPG, this adventure seemed to be encompassing all the stereotypes of the genre. They needed to purchase some equipment, so they walked around (outside the town of course, because you are never attacked within the towns. Another role playing normality) in search of an opponent. Suddenly, a snake draws near (more stereotype RPG dialogue) and attacks! Buster dodges quickly! Plucky grabs his magician's wand and strikes the beast! The snake is slain!! Plucky and Buster invesitgated the remains. "Buster, look!. That snake had a lot of money on him! And it's all gold!!" Plucky exclaimed." Don't get too excited, Plucky. Remember, the only currency in RPG's is gold. Everybody uses it," Buster said, killing Plucky's enthusiasm. "What if we keep it and bring it back to the real world?" said Plucky. "Uh oh. I just realized something, Plucky. How are we supposed to get back to the real world?" Buster asked. Plucky ignorantly shrugged his shoulders. They brought their riches back to the town. At the gate, they were confronted by two angry guards (Yes, this is supposed to sound very corny! That is how most role playing games go.). Buster said to one of them."Hello? We're the good guys. What are you fighting us for?" They discussed this with each other for a moment before one guard said, "This is what guards do. We beat up anybody who looks important. Nothing personal." Buster said, "Of course." Then , they fought. The two were up against two huge gaurds, and all they had to fight with were their wits. In this case, not the deadliest of all weapons. Plucky whispered to Buster, "I have an idea." Plucky then spun around, coming out with a wrinkled old dress on, and he knelt down before the seven foot tall gaurds. "Please, sir. I have children! We are soooooooo poor. Help us, Ppppppleeeeeeaaassseeee!! My children are so poor, they cannot afford to be ducks. They have to be.......*sob* ....... Rabbits!!!!!!!!" Then, he pulled Buster over. Buster had conveniently put on rags of his own. Buster said, in a very young voice, "Mommy. Can we afford to eat an old boot tonight?!" Plucky said, "I'm sorry, we just cant' afford it!" Then, they both broke out in large, heavy tears. The guards both broke out in tears. As the two guards were crying their eyes out, Plucky and Buster returned to the state they were in when they first came to this strange world, stepped on the heads of the guards who were sobbing with their faces on the floor, and Plucky said,"We win." The guards mysteriously disappeared. A loud voice began to shout out. "Thou has been promoted to the next level!" Plucky said, "Who said that?" Then he began waiving his fist in the air. "Thou art's strength has been increased by..." And then Plucky interupted it again, saying, "What are you talking about, next level? What has increased by..." And then the voice interupted him, saying, "If you don't shut up, You won't be given jack!" Plucky was then suddenly silent. "As I was trying to say before I was so rudely interupted, your strength has gone up by five, and your speed has gone up by six, and your defence has been increased by 10. And you get $400 in gold." The two took their small fortune into the town and bought armor, weapons, and supplies, and began the perilous trek to the castle. As they walked, they began to talk. Plucky said, "Buster, do you think we're going to make it?" Buster responded with, "This is a video game. If we loose, we go back to the town we were last in." Plucky said, "We didn't save our game!!" Buster looked panicked. "How do we do that here?" Buster asked. "I don't' know." Plucky yelled at the top of his lungs, "HEY!! MYSTERIOUS VOICE!! SAVE OUR PROGRESS!!!" The voice said back, "You don't have to yell! Your game is saved. But, this may have dire concequences!" Plucky began to bite his nails with fear, and said, "D..dddd...dd....dire conequences?!?!" The voice didn't answer. The two entered the large castle. As they walked down the first dark stone hallway, spears came out of the walls as they walked by. They all missed. Plucky stuck out his tongue and spit at the walls, saying, "Is that the best you can do?" They got to a large, glowing doorway at the end of the hallway. They touched the knob. It said, "This door is locked. To open it, you must pass the test of skill and strength to open it." Buster just pulled the door open. "Opened it," he said. They looked in it, and saw a black void. Then, the whole lair began to shake. Small stones fell from the celing. They both covered their heads. A large dragon - like being (another RPG stereotype) with the head of Montana Max came out, and laughed hysterically. It charged at them. The creature, however, was dumb and senseless. As it came at them, Plucky and Buster convienently stepped out of the way, and the being fell into the black void. The two laughed, and left. They went back to the town to bask in the victory celebration. As they were being showered with gifts, the head of the being appeared. Buster pointed at it with his thumb, and said, "That thing sures grows quickly." It began to screech. Buster and Plucky both nodded at each other, and ran for their lives. The thing chased them over several miles of land before Buster and Plucky both tripped, and fell into a glowing hole. They both awoke, in Plucky's house. Both dazed. Neither one of them getting any studying done for the history quiz. Immediately, they both glanced at the clock. Seven thirty AM. Time for school. "Uh oh, Plucky. We didn't get any studying done at all!" Buster exclaimed. "Yeah. We're doomed!" The two got to school, and took the quiz. Babs and Buster still said nothing to each other. At the end of the day, the quizes were handed back. Both Buster and Plucky failed. On top of all that, the dire concequence was... THEIR FINAL TOON FANTAST SAVED GAME WAS ERASED!!!! THE END Written by: Kieron Wells. So, that is my work of Tiny Toons fan fiction. Hope you liked it. If you have any questions, comments, or want to say anything relating to Tiny Toon Adventures, let me know. My e-mail adress is Dark_Helmet5@hotmail.com. Make sure to include to underscore ( _ ) between the words Dark and Helmet. I would appreciate any feedback. If you didn't like it, say something! Make sure no more bad stories written by me get posted. If I get any feedback, I can improve it.