The New Students

SUMMARY: New students join the Looniversity. Check out how the old crew deals
with them.

Hello, everyone! This time, I have something special. (Carrot cake for everybody!) No,
Babs. (Oh, rats!) What I mean is that, this time, I'm making a multi-chaptered story
instead of my usual Wheel of Comedy stuff. Can you read the disclaimer, please?

(Consider it read. DISCLAIMER: Ramiro, as you guys know, doesn't own any TTA
character, since we are all copyrighted by Warner Brothers, but, this time, he'll
introduce some characters of his own. And, as usual, if we have cameos from other
shows, we'll clear that at the end.) Thanks, Babs; also, we'll have references to some of
The J.A.M. stories, used with his permission.

Ok, I guess that's enough for now. Babsy, your turn.

(And now, ladies and gentletoon, ON WITH THE SHOW!)

THE NEW STUDENTS.

A TTA fic by Acosta Pérez José Ramiro.

- THE INTRODUCTION.

	"Hello, Toonsters!" Buster jumped in front of the Looniversity's main door, and
directed to the readers. "I'm Buster Bunny!"
	"And I'm Babs Bunny!" Babs jumped next to her boyfriend. Before any of them
could say a word, Gogo popped out of the tower's clock.
	"Coo-Coo! Coo-Coo! If you are going to say your "No Relation" line again, you
are both Coo-Coo!" The dodo said before re-entering his place at the clock. Buster and
Babs shrugged and directed to the readers again.
	"Ok, now, continuing with the program, we must explain today's program to all
the fellows reading us. First of all, you guys most know that this is the start of our
Senior year here at the Loo." Buster said. Babs nodded.
	"That's right, folks. Most of the cast of the old TTA series is going to graduate at
the end of this year, except for the youngest ones, like Sweetie, Sneezer, Fowlmouth…"
Babs started counting, but was interrupted by a running green mallard, dashing to enter
the school and passing right between the bunnies.
	"Out of my way, rabbits! I have to give Daffy one delayed work, or he'll have
my feathers for breakfast!" Plucky quickly yelled to the mammals, without stopping his
race. Babs sighed, and continued.
	"… and some old students that might not pass the year," Babs chuckled. Buster
rolled his eyes.
	"The best thing about starting a new year, however, is that we'll have new
classmates. As you must know, the Looniversity prepares us to have a career, like any
other university, but we start studying here at the same age of a Junior High School, so
we have the same grades. Some of the new students will be very young ones, but others
will be only one or two years younger than us, hoping to end their last years of
education here in the Loo. Now, I think Babs and I should enter now to start the day.
See you guys later." Buster ended, and he and Babs entered the Looniversity holding
hands. On their way to their lockers, they found Plucky, struggling to open his own. As
usual, the thing was stuck, and Plucky had to make a major effort to open it.
	"Man, this is harder every year! I should really make someone fix it!" Plucky
snapped, half-exhausted because of the unsuccessful effort.
	"Why don't you ask Cal to do it for you?" Buster commented.
	"Because I don't want him to make my stuff to explode, that's why!" Plucky told
the rabbit, and started punching and kicking his locker. He stopped for a moment to
recover his breath, and then heard a gentle voice behind him.
	"Let me help you, pal." The voice said, and then a light brown fist punched
Plucky's locker, opening it immediately. The duck and the bunnies turned around to see
the guy who did it; the bunnies waved him hello, while Plucky gasped.
	The toon was a feline-looking like, much taller than Buster (ears and all). He
was covered by light brown fur, with a reddish short mane, and a white spot on the end
of his long tail. Like most furry toons, his jaws were white, just like his back paws. He
seemed to be quite strong, and had a happy expression on his face; his eyes were green,
with a black medium sized nose, and his ears, almost covered completely by his mane,
were slightly pointy and colored with a brown tone, darker than the rest of his fur. He
was wearing a blue shirt that covered most of his body, but you could see the lower part
of his white-colored belly; he was also carrying a white backpack.
	"LION!" Plucky yelled in fear, and jumped inside his locker, closing it in a
hurry. The toon looked at him dumbfounded, while Buster and Babs chuckled.
	"Don't take it personally. Plucky always react this way around predator-kind
toons when he first meet them. We are Buster and Babs Bunny…" Buster offered his
gloved paw to the feline, who accepted and shook it.
	"No relation, I know. You guys are quite famous around here. My name is
Ronald, but my friends call me Ron." The newcomer told the rabbits. He then opened a
nearby locker, and took some books out of his backpack, while keeping the
conversation.
	"You are new around here, right?" Babs asked. Ron nodded, while placing some
books inside his locker.
	"Yep. I spent most of my childhood traveling with my parents, but they decided
it was about time to give me some proper education. I made an exam, and here I am in
my sophomore's year. My parents are still traveling, because of their job, but I'm staying
with a family's friend." Ron told them. He was cut by a sharp female's voice.
	"Well, if you finished telling them your life's story, can you move your butt? I
have to place some books as well!" Ron and the rabbits turned to see a toon girl, just
slightly shorter than Ron. She had a short green-dyed hairdo, and was covered with
blondish-brown fur, with some visible dark brown spots visible on the base of her neck
and the sides of the head; her top fangs were slightly visible even with her jaws closed.
She was wearing a dark blue top with a crossed bones symbol on the chest, black shorts,
grey boots, and spiked bracelets. She also had a thin chain around her neck and a little
earring on her left ear. Just like Ron, she was carrying a backpack, but hers was entirely
red. She also seemed to be quite strong, but conserved a feminine and kind of attractive
look. Ron stared at her for a moment, and then shook his head and moved so she could
get access to her locker, located right next to his.
	"Thanks. By the way, my name is Hillary Hyena. Stay out of my way, and I'll
have no need to punch the lights out of you, ok?" The girl said to Ron, who just nodded.
Hillary placed her books inside the locker, and closed it without saying a word. Then,
she turned to see Buster and Babs, who were silent during the whole process.
	"Ah, don't worry; I just have problems with the big fool here." Hillary said to the
rabbits while pointing to Ron, and continued, in a much friendlier tone. "Is a predator
thing that doesn't involve you guys at all; I'm not exactly a people's person, but if you
two don't make me anger, I'll have no problems with you two." Hillary ended, and
offered her paw to the bunnies. Babs sighed, and shook it.
	"Thanks for the warning. What grade are you, BTW?" Babs asked. Hillary rolled
her eyes.
	"Sophomore… just like Kimba here; hope we don't have many classes together."
Hillary said, with evident disgust in her tone. Buster looked at Ron, who just shrugged,
and decided to not say a thing.
	"Oh, well. What's your first class?" Buster asked to both predators.
	"Math with Professor Leghorn," Hillary and Ron chorused, and gasped. Hillary
glared at Ron, who just gave her a sheepish smile. Sensing the tension between them,
Babs decided to cut the stress by spin changing into a girl scout's outfit.
	"Okay, troop, let's move. We all are going in the same direction, so I'll be more
than glad to guide you through this wild land!" Babs made a military salute. She
succeeded in making Hillary to smile, and both girls started walking through the
corridor. Buster blinked an eye to Babs, understanding her idea, and waited for a
moment before following the girls.
	"What's up with the lady? You know her?" Buster asked Ron.
	"Nope. But I think I know what's wrong with her. Some predators are very
protective about their territory, especially when it's a new one, and maybe she senses me
as a hostile rival or something. You should see how my mom acts when another feline
female faces her." Ron told Buster. The bunny chuckled.
	"Feline Female Faces… try to say it three times, quickly!" Buster joked with
Ron. Both toons laughed, and then walked in the same direction Babs and Hillary left…
forgetting entirely about the duck inside the locker.
	"Hey, Buster!" Plucky muffled voice came out of the locker. "Get me out of
here! The door is stuck again!" Plucky started hitting the door, trying to get out, but
failed. Then, he heard a familiar voice calling him.
	"Plucky? Are you inside there?"
	"Hamton? Yes, it's me! I'm trapped in here! Help me, please!" Plucky yelled.
Then, he heard another voice, also from a male toon, but much younger than he or
Hamton.
	"Stay back. I have something to take you out… but this can hurt a little."
	And, before Plucky could reply…
	BOOOOM!
	Plucky was expelled out of his locker because of a mighty explosion. When he
recovered his senses, noticed a young brown squirrel standing next to Hamton. Plucky
shook his eyes. He recognized the toon.
	"Hey, aren't you the nephew of that bomber squirrel? Skippy, right?" Plucky
asked. Skippy nodded.
	"Yes. My aunt Slappy is gonna take Daffy's place teaching "Cartoon Violence"
because, since he and Porky are working on the "Duck Dodgers" series, they have less
time to prepare their classes. And, since she's is gonna be here almost all the time,
decided it was a good time to me to finally register on the school." Skippy ended, with a
proud expression.
	"Yes. I found her and Skippy this morning when I arrived to the Loo, and Daffy
asked me to show Skippy the place while he and Slappy end arranging a few things with
Bugs. If everything goes well, Skippy will graduate along with Sweetie and Fowlmouth
in a couple of years." Hamton told Plucky. The duck sighed; at least now he wouldn't
have Daffy over him in one class, but he would still be on the "Advanced Wild Takes"
one.
	"Well, welcome to the Loo, pal. Is nice to see one new student that's not
probable to eat me in a bad mood's day…" Plucky told Skippy while placing his wing
on the rodent's shoulder, but changed to a scared expression a second later. "Then
again… maybe I should return to the locker!" Plucky gulped. Hamton and Skippy
shrugged, and turned to watch what Plucky just saw.
	In front of them, there was a young wolf, about Buster's size, including the
rabbit's ears. He was black furred, with a medium-sized white snout, red nose, and
white back paws, just like the point of his tail. He was wearing a red T-shirt, a blue
baseball cap, and white gloves, just like Buster's. The wolf approached them with an
eager expression.
	"Excuse me, my name is Wally Wolf, and I'm kind of lost. Can you tell me
where is the ‘Wild Chases' classroom?" The young canine asked. Skippy gulped, and he
and Plucky jumped to hide behind the pig. Hamton stayed calmed, and talked to the
wolf.
	"Oh, I can take you there if you want. That's Skippy first class, so I have to teach
him the way too." Hamton said, without any hint of fear or doubt. "See you later,
Plucky. Come on, Skippy." Hamton told the young squirrel, and started walking aside
the wolf. Skippy waved Plucky good-bye, and walked next to Hamton, deciding to stay
the contrary side of the wolf, just in case.
	"Thanks a lot, man." Wally thanked the pig and then addressed the rodent. "Hey,
you are Skippy Squirrel? Slappy's nephew?" Skippy nodded and the wolf changed to a
worried expression.
	"Eh… you aren't going to blast me or something, right? Trust me; I want no
problems with you." Wally said to Skippy. The rodent smiled slyly; if this wolf was
scared of his aunt, maybe Skippy wouldn't be endangered at all.
	"Don't know… can be… maybe… who knows." Skippy said with a smirk.
Wally gulped. Hamton decided to change the conversation's direction.
	"So, how old are you, Wally?" Hamton asked.
	"Oh, I'm on my sophomore year. I used to study on another school, but didn't fit
there, and decided to change here; how about you, Skippy?" Wally said.
	"Oh, I'm a year younger than you. So, don't worry. Maybe we'll just have this
class together." Skippy answered. Wally sighed with relief, and, secretly, Skippy did it
as well. The wolf wouldn't be with him on the same room all the time, so he would be
able to stand him a couple of hours a week without problem. What would possibly go
wrong?
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	FIRST PERIOD.
	Babs and Hillary stopped at the Math's room, and entered. Babs wouldn't have
this class until tomorrow, but wanted to introduce her new friend to someone known to
keep an eye on the hyena and Ron, since they both seemed quite stressed about each
other's presence. Luckily, there was someone in this class who would do that for Babs.
	"Hillary, she is my friend Mary Melody. Mary, meet Hillary; she is one of the
new students." Babs introduced Hillary and Mary to each other. Mary shook Hillary's
paw.
	"Glad to meet you, Hill. I can call you Hill, right?" Mary asked.
	"Sure, sis, if you don't mind losing your arm." Hillary said casually. Both Mary
and Babs raised an eyebrow. Hillary noted their expression, and laughed. "Just kidding;
I like to scare my new classmates with jokes like that." Mary and Babs chuckled; this
girl would fit perfectly on the school.
	"Well, I must go now to my class. See you girls later. Oh, and Mary, can I talk
you privately for a second?" Babs asked Mary, who shrugged and left her seat to talk
with Babs at the room's entrance while, Hillary sat on the seat next to Mary's.
	"What's up, Babs? You don't want me to take a flea out of your ears again,
right?" Mary asked in a low voice. Babs frowned.
	"Nah. I hadn't seen Dizzy or Furrball today, so I'm clean. No, I just want to ask
you to keep an eye on Hill. There's another new student, a lion guy named Ron, and
Hillary seems to be very hostile towards him. Call me paranoid, but I don't trust them to
be on the same room without someone to keep them apart." Babs explained.
	"Ah, the ‘Lion King Syndrome', uh? Don't worry; I'll play the wild beasts'
keeper if needed." Mary said, and then made a spin change into a lion tamer's outfit,
complete with a whip and a chair. "If I can't make it as a toon star, maybe I can try a job
at Ringling Brothers!" Mary joked, and then changed back to her normal self. Babs
chuckled; Mary wasn't a frequent spin changer like her, but was quite good doing it.
	Babs waved good-bye to Mary, and walked away to her class. The afro-
American girl returned to her seat, and chatted a little with Hillary until Ron entered the
classroom. As Babs told Mary, Hillary immediately low growled at him and lowered
her ears; Ron cautiously walked through the classroom, and found a seat that,
unfortunately for Mary, was exactly next to her, on the contrary side the hyena was
sitting, so the girl was now in the middle of the predators. Mary, fearing for her security
and her other classmates', decided to make another spin change, this time, as a boxing
referee.
	"Ok, guys, let's clear this. I want a good clean class. No bites, punches, bad
words, snarling, or any other kind of aggression between you two. Obey my instructions
at all times. When the bell rings, you two concentrate on the class instead of each other.
If any of you disobey me, someone will visit the school's infirmary, and it will not be
me. Understood?" Mary talked in a perfectly authoritarian tone, and ended cracking her
knuckles to show the predators she wasn't playing. Since Mary was just slightly shorter
than them, and a senior, and neither Ron nor Hillary disliked her, both predators nodded
in agreement.
	"Good. Now, I want you two to shake paws, and let's start the class day. Ok?"
Mary told them after spinning back to normal. Ron smiled, and extended his paw to
Hillary; reluctantly, the hyena shook Ron's paw, but used more strength than needed to
crack the feline's hand; however, Ron, who was just as strong as her, increased his grip's
strength as well, so they were matched. Luckily, Foghorn Leghorn entered the room at
that moment, so they cut their little strength's test before anyone got hurt. Mary sighed;
this was about to be a long class.
	Meanwhile, Babs and Buster entered their classroom, who was just a few feet
away from the Math's one. Their first class would be "Wild Chases", so they would find
Skippy and Wally there. They both recognized Skippy, who was surrounded by many
other new students, impressed to meet Slappy Squirrel's nephew, and he was enjoying
the attention. Sylvester Junior was there too, on a similar situation; unlike Skippy, this
was his second year as a Loo's student, so he was more or less used to this treatment,
but still found time to wave hello to the bunnies. Of course, the rabbits hadn't met
Wally yet, but he was chatting with Fifi, Calamity and Furrball, since Hamton made the
proper introductions before leaving to attend his class, "Home Economics" with
Professor Petunia, so Fifi could introduce the wolf to her friends.
	"Well, well, well. It seems that the zoo had become bigger." Everybody turned
to see Montana Max entering the classroom. Next to him, there was a huge young
human toon, with black hair, blue eyes, a tough guy's expression, and a big belly; he
was wearing a black shirt, and blue jeans. Monty pointed to him.
	"Oh, by the way, he is Marcus, my new bodyguard. He is also a new student,
and is gonna be with me for protection against you fools and your fleas." Monty
received disgusted glares from everyone on the classroom; however, Buster knew
exactly how to shut him for good.
	"So, you need a bodyguard to keep Elmyra away from you, uh? That's so sad,
Monty. You usually have to pay girls to come near you, and you treat that way the only
one that does it for free. What a shame." Buster said, in a mocking tone. Everybody, but
Max and Marcus, chuckled.
	"Allow me to handle this, boss." Marcus talked in a dumb voice, and cracked his
knuckles, while walking towards the rabbit.
	"Fine, rabbit. Marcus, I want you to..." Monty was cut by a girlish voice.
	"Monty wonty! It's so nicely wicely to see you again!" Elmyra appeared on the
door, and Max panicked, changing his orders.
	"...protect me from that cooties' factory!" Max screamed. Marcus jumped in
front of Max, and, one second later, was caught by Elmyra's deadly grip.
	"Oh, you are Monty wonty's new friend, uh? I am going to hug you, and squish
you, and crack you..." Elmyra chanted while Marcus, totally blue by now, was doing his
best to catch a little air; Max hide behind a seat, while the rest of the students cracked
laughing.
	Wile E. Coyote, the class' teacher, entered the room a moment after the bell
rang, and everyone stopped laughing. The coyote directed to Elmyra and her new prey.
	"Ah, Miss Duff, I see that you had started chasing the new students. I like that
attitude in my class, but, please, next time wait until I assign the work, please. Now, let
him go, okay?" Wile said, making Elmyra to drop the boy, who immediately returned to
his usual color, and crawled towards the seat next to Max's.
	"Okay, Mister Doggy Head. You can start the classy wassy!" Elmyra giggled,
and walked to a seat next to Max; luckily for the rich brat, Marcus was the other side,
so he had someone to hide behind if Elmyra decided to attack him again. Wile sighed,
and moved in front of the class.
	"Okay, my dear pupils, I see some new faces around here. Now, as you guys
who had taken my class before already know I like to start the year testing the new
students, to see how well they can handle a chase. Let's see what we have to work
here... all the possible preys, move to the left side of the room, and the hunters, to the
right." Wile instructed the teens, who quickly obeyed. The rabbits, squirrels, and all the
other sure preys were at the left side, while the obvious predators sat at the right, while
those who could work either as preys or hunters, like the domestic cats, sat at the
middle. Wile checked the room, and then his list. He smiled when recognized one name
of the list, and directed to that student.
	"Skippy Squirrel. The Looniversity's staff is quite honored to have your aunt
among us. I understand that she had been training you since you were very young, I'm
right?" Wile paused, while Skippy stood up, with a confident look on his face.
	"Yes, Mister Coyote. I had memorized almost all her cartoons, and know lots of
my aunt's tricks." Skippy said, keeping his expression. Wile continued.
	"Nice. But, as anyone else can tell you, I don't play favorites. I demand a lot
from all my students, including the staff's relatives." Wile paused again to take a fast
look at Sly Junior; it was his second semester in this class, and wasn't as good as anyone
could expect from Sylvester's son. Wile continued.
	"I am curious about how good you really are, so you'll do the year's first chase.
Now, I need a hunter." Wile walked through the room, watching the potential chasers.
He decided to use one rookie, since the most experienced hunters, like Calamity or
Max, might be more than Skippy could handle. He stopped in front of Wally.
	"Wally Wolf, right?" Wile smirked, while Wally stood up and nodded.
	"You aren't related to another famous toon wolf, by coincidence?" Wile asked,
with a tone suggesting he already knew the answer. Wally sighed; he had feared this
moment.
	"Yes, sir… My grandpa is Walter Wolf." Wally admitted, lowering his head.
Everybody in the classroom, but Wile and the wolf, gasped. After a moment, however,
Monty got an evil look, and rubbed his hands; now he would have another ally to help
him on his schemes, and one related to a very famous and experienced toon villain, no
less. He really needed more allies these days; sure, he now had Marcus, and Dizzy
could always be tricked to do his dirty job, but the little devil was far from being evil,
and Calamity was no longer an option, since he now liked little roles as sidekick or hero
a lot more than villainous ones, as well as his usual job as everyone else academic
troubles' solver.
	Skippy, on the other hand, understood why Wally was so nervous about meeting
him, and smiled as well; if he was like his grandpa, Skippy would handle him really
easily. Wile noticed that Wally wasn't comfortable about everyone knowing about his
relationship with Walter, so he placed a paw on the wolf's shoulder, and blinked an eye
to him.
	"Very good, boy; just like I said to Skippy, I treat all my students the same
way... sometimes I work a lot more with some of them, like Calamity, because he's my
pupil, but I don't grade them because of their relatives." Wile told Wally, who smiled at
the coyote. Wile guided him next to Skippy, and placed his other paw on the squirrel's
shoulder.
	"Well, I want you two to do the year's first chase. Calamity, please, activate the
chasing simulator." Wile told his pupil. Calamity nodded, and walked next to one of the
room's walls, activating a hidden mechanism. One moment later, a black background
appeared behind Wile and the students, with a bulletproof crystal in front of it; Wile
opened a hidden door on the crystal, and guided both youngsters into the darkness.
Then, he started explaining the usual procedure of the "Wild Chases" class.
	"As many of you must already know, yours truly, using my considerable
intellect, had designed a special chamber to simulate various settings where you, my
students, can chase each other while I and the rest of the class watch without any
danger, or disrupting the chase. Of course we toons can do the scenario change without
this technology, but this way I can register both students' progress more easily and we
can see them more safely in case they use explosives. I want both of you to have a nice
chase... not a very long one, just a few minutes, so I can evaluate your skills. I think that
a forest's scene would be the most proper for a "Squirrel versus Wolf" chase." Wile said
while taking out a remote control, using it to change the black background to a nice
woods setting.
	"Now, Skippy, move a few feet away from Wally; that will be your head start
for the chase. Now, when I say it, both of you start running; Wally, do anything you can
to catch him, and Skippy, do the same to escape, fine?" Wile said to both toons, who
nodded at the coyote. The rest of the class directed all their attention to Skippy and
Wally; they were eager to see this chase.
	"Good. Now... on your mark...get set... GO!" Wile shouted to his pupils, and
they started the chase. Skippy already had a good plan to give Wally a very hard time.
	The squirrel used his species proper escape's technique, climbing a tree. When
he was already safe at one tall branch, Skippy started throwing dynamite sticks to
Wally. The wolf gasped, and started juggling with all the sticks, while trying to find a
way to escape his situation. Skippy, totally amused, decided to make it more difficult to
Wally, and took an anvil out from his body's pocket. However, Wally, noticed this, and,
before Skippy could drop his anvil, the wolf started throwing the sticks at the tree's
base, making a perfect circle around it; a second after the last stick was thrown, they all
exploded, damaging the plant, and, since it was supporting a lot of weigh, because of
Skippy, the anvil, and the branches, started falling down.
	"TIMBER!" Wally screamed at top of his lungs, while Skippy, with a scared
expression, fell down to the ground along with the tree.
	SMASH!
	Skippy, totally bruised, emerged from the tree's branches. He shook his head to
recover, and gasped when saw Wally racing towards him. The squirrel made a spinning
action with his feet, and ran away, with the wolf in hot pursuit. Skippy took a pot with
grease out from his body's pocket, and started dropping the liquid behind him while
running. As he expected, Wally slipped on it, and ended crashing against another tree.
	Wally walked in circles, totally dizzied because of the impact. Meanwhile,
Skippy placed himself at a certain distance, aiming one cartoon cannon against the wolf.
Wally shook his head, and turned around looking for the squirrel, gulping when
discovering him and the weapon. Skippy turned on the cannon's fuse, and covered his
ears with his paws.
	However, the wolf wasn't defenseless. Taking a deep breath, Wally inflated his
chest, and then started blowing with all his lungs' force, producing a real dust's storm.
Skippy had to cover his eyes, totally blinded, so he didn't noticed when the cannon
changed its aiming direction because of the wind. When Skippy reopened his eyes, the
cannon now was aiming at him!
	BOOM!
	When the explosion's dust cleared, Skippy was standing on his place, but with a
cannonball inside his cheeks. After a few seconds of struggling, Skippy was able to spit
it, along with a couple of acorns.
	"Oh. I had been looking for those acorns for a week." The young squirrel said in
a barely audible whisper, since his mouth was more than a little sore. Luckily for
Skippy, Wally was a little out of breath because of his stunt, giving the rodent the time
he needed to recover and run again. Skippy decided it was time for one of his aunt
favorite tricks; the multi-directed bombing, or, to call it by its technical name, the
Pinwheel Attack.
	Skippy jumped behind a tree, and, a second later, re-appeared jumping from
behind another one, located right behind Wally. Skippy threw a firecracker against
Wally, and then jumped again behind the tree. The little firework exploded next to the
wolf's tail, making him yell in pain and surprise. While he was rubbing his tail, Skippy
jumped from behind a different tree, and threw another firework, this one much bigger
than the previous one, with a similar result. Skippy repeated the operation a dozen
times, always increasing the power of his explosives with each new throw, and, since he
also changed his shooting place with each attack, Wally couldn't predict from where the
next one would come.
	Then, Wally got another idea. He quickly took a soccer ball out from his body's
pocket, and gave a powerful kick to it, sending the ball against a nearby tree. The ball
bounced on the plant, and started ricocheting on all the surrounding trees, like a pinball
game.
	Skippy jumped from behind another tree, this time with one short fused bomb,
ready to finish the wolf. However, at that moment, the ball hit him square on his face,
making the squirrel to fall on his back and cover his nose in pain.
	"OOWW! It hurts!" Skippy cried, and then realized something. "Wait, where's
the bomb I was holding?"
	BABOOOM!
	Skippy flew a few dozen feet on the air, totally blackened, and landed on
Wally's arms. Still a little dizzied by the explosion, Skippy looked at the wolf, and
smiled.

	"Auntie, please, let me sleep another five minutes…" Skippy said before losing
conscience. Wally rolled his eyes, and started softly slapping the rodent to wake him up.
	"W-what happened?" Skippy asked, half groggy. At that moment, the
background blackened again, and the bulletproof crystal disappeared. Wile walked
towards the duo, while the other students were laughing.
	"What happened, my boy, is that Wally won this one. He successfully caught
you, but, in your defense, your tricks were quite good. Excellent use of the explosive
devices, Skippy, and nice improvisation, Wally; you both have potential. Go back to
your seats." Wile told the boys. Wally dropped Skippy carefully, and they both returned
to their seats; luckily, Skippy wasn't injured enough to not being able to walk by
himself, but his pride was seriously hurt. Everyone near Wally was congratulating him,
while some guys on his side of the room were chuckling and pointing at him; just a few
minutes ago, he was the classroom newest star, and now he was the buffoon, and
because of Walter Wolf's grandson, no less! Worst of all, Wile would tell his aunt about
his failure, especially since the Wild Chases and the Cartoon Violence classes were
closely linked, and the teacher of one was supposed to give hints and information to the
other about the students' progress.
	"Now, class, I'll like to see one chase with more experienced students. I think
Buster and Max can do a little one to show the rookies how advanced they are. Please,
come here." Wile continued his class, and called both toons. Buster and Max left their
seats, and walked through the room. Even if Monty knew Buster would probably end
kicking his butt, he was still smiling evilly. The wolf, as Wile said, had potential, and
probably would be a great ally for Max.
	
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	MORE CLASSES AND LUNCH BREAK.
	Gogo rang the bell for the day's second period. Skippy was particularly worried
about this one, because it was his aunt's class. Wally wasn't feeling so good, either;
probably the old squirrel would hate him already for being Walter's relative, and beating
her nephew wasn't helping either.
	The "Cartoon Violence" classroom was quite big because, besides needing a lot
of space, many students from different grades attended it at the same time. Hillary and
Ron had this class at the same time (as they had discovered, they had a very similar
schedule, and would be together most of the time of this semester), but they were now
more or less calmed thanks to Mary's little speech. The hyena sat next to Babs, while
Ron sat between Calamity and Buster. Skippy sat at the middle of the classroom, next
to Plucky and Sylvester Junior, and Wally was right behind Ron; Cal and Buster took
the chance to introduce them to each other. Slappy entered the room a couple minutes
later.
	"Well, kids, as you guys know, I'm Slappy Squirrel. I'll be teaching you the
basics about Cartoon Violence. As all of you must know, and if not, shame on you, I'm
not exactly a kind granny… heck, even Granny isn't so kind when someone tries to
harm that bird with hepatitis! Anyway, I don't want wusses on this class. If any of you
can't handle my methods, I'm sending him or her to work with the Teletubbies or
something like that!" Slappy addressed her class. Everybody nodded; they were
expecting a speech like this.
	"Good. Now, for this class, we need a test dummy. I had asked one former
villain from my old cartoons to help us with the class. Beanie, the Brainless Bison."
Slappy pointed. At that moment, a huge, furry, old, and silly looking bison entered the
room. He waved hello to the students while walking towards Slappy.
	"Uh, hello everyone… Slappy, you said I could have some pie if I helped you.
Where is it?" Beanie asked the squirrel. Slappy smiled widely, and placed a paw on the
bison's arm.
	"Oh, I'll give you plenty of it in a moment, Beanie." Slappy smirked, and
directed again to the students. "As the walking rug just said, we'll start with a classic,
the pie throwing gag. Is one of the oldest ones on the book, but you can always find a
way to make it funnier; just look." Slappy said, and took a cream pie out of her body's
pocket. She threw it at Beanie's face, covering it entirely. When the bison washed away
the cream, he found something stuck on his mouth… a dynamite stick.
	BOOM!
	The dizzied bison shook his head, and smiled goofily.
	"Tasty. There's more?" He said stupidly. The whole class laughed. Slappy
crossed her arms, and directed to the young toons.
	"Now, I want to see what you guys have to show me. Let's see… you, the pink
rabbit…Babs, right? Come here, girl. Doofus is all yours." Slappy called Babs, who
quickly ran next to the bison. The rabbit made a spin change as a circus clown, and took
out a cream pie; she threw it to Beanie's face.
	CRACK!
	The dish fell to the ground, and, when Beanie removed the cream, there was a
brick stuck on his face. This made everybody to laugh, including Slappy.
	"I lose many pieces of my oven that way." Babs added in her clowny voice, and
then changed back to normal. Slappy placed her paw on the rabbit's shoulder, and
smiled.
	"Not bad, Babs; I like a little more spectacular display, but this one was good,"
Slappy motioned Babs to return to her seat while Beanie tried to recover his more or
less normal state. Then the squirrel scanned the room to choose another volunteer.
Hillary raised her paw.
	"Hey, Mrs Squirrel, can I try something?" The hyena asked. Slappy nodded, and
allowed Hillary to do her best.
	The hyena took out a pie, but, before throwing it, she also took out a honey's jar,
and dropped the content on the pie. She then splattered it against Beanie; this time, the
bison couldn't wash away the pie, since it was now more honey than cream, and his fur
was extremely sticky. The students laughed at his efforts to get rid of the pie, but
Hillary wasn't over. She opened a window, allowing a cloud of bees to enter the room,
and fly surrounding Beanie. The bison ran through the room, trying to get rid of the
bees, and ended smashing himself against a wall. This caused a huge roar of laughter
from everyone.
	"He, he, he! Nice one, girl! It was a little too sweet for my taste, but funny!"
Slappy told the hyena, and motioned her to return to her seat. Then, she took a look at
the dizzied and sticky bison. "Can someone wash him?" Slappy asked. Then, a powerful
water blast crossed the classroom, and washed the honey and the cream, and scared the
bees away as well.
	"My pleasure, ma'am," Buster proudly said, while holding a water gun.
Everybody chuckled. Hillary took the chance to give Ron a proud smile, happy to show
the guy what she was capable to do if he ever made her angry. Ron sighed and rolled his
eyes. Max, who was also in this class, smiled to him self; the hyena was a good option
as an ally as well.
	The class continued until all the students had thrown a pie at Beanie's face.
Some were kind of lame, but others were just as hilarious as Babs and Hillary's stunts.
Slappy then organized a little pies-fight, causing everyone to be covered in cream after a
few minutes. Shortly before the end of the class, while Dizzy was cleaning the whole
mess (eating it, of course), and after everyone cleaned up themselves, Slappy cleared
her throat, and talked to the students.
	"We had a good start. For next class, I want all of you to check chapter one of
your "Classic Gags" book. We'll work on some tricks from The Three Stooges next
time. Ok, since we had finished for today… class time is over, go to next one." Slappy
said while waving her paw to the toonsters to make them leave. All of them said their
good byes, and started walking out of the classroom. However, Slappy cleared her
throat, and called two particular students.
	"Skippy. Wally. Wait a second. I must talk with you two." Slappy ordered. The
squirrel and the wolf gulped, and walked through the room and next to the teacher.
Beanie ended cleaning the cream from his fur, and walked away to have some rest,
since Slappy would need him a couple of hours later for the day's next class.
	"Very well; Wile told me about your display on his class. He told me you caught
my nephew. Is that right?" Slappy directed to Wally. The wolf gulped hardly, and
nodded. However, Slappy didn't seem as angry as he expected; she just rubbed her chin,
and continued.
	"Well, at least someone in Walter's family has half of a brain. Look, kid, I have
nothing against you, and can't get angry with you for doing your job. Just promise me
you'll not attack my nephew out of the classes, and you'll be fine in my book. Disobey
me, and I'll give Skippy access to my biggest missiles. Deal?" Slappy offered her paw to
the wolf. The canine sighed, and shook it.
	"Yes, ma'am; and don't worry. I have no intentions of hurting Skippy, or any
other classmate. And, for the record, I really like your cartoons. Actually, that's how I
learned how to fight back Skippy's tricks." Wally admitted. Skippy glared at him.
Slappy nodded, and motioned the wolf to go out of the room.
	"Fine, kid; now, go to your next class." Slappy said. A moment after the wolf
was gone, she directed to Skippy. "Look, Skippy, I'm not proud about what happened
today."
	"I know, Aunt Slappy. I should have thought about another way to beat Wally,
but I promise I'll do my best next time…" Skippy was cut by his aunt.
	"I'm not talking about the chase. Sure, it would be nice to hear you defeated
Wally, but that's not the point; Wile told me that you made a quite decent job." Slappy
smiled, but changed immediately to a stern look. "No, what I'm talking about is the way
you were showing-off to the other students before the chase. Even if you are a good
student, and I know it well, you can't expect to be a toon star before mastering the
basics. That's why you are here, to learn new skills and improve your own. You can't
just wait to be admired just because I'm your aunt, the same way I can't hate Wally
unless he makes something really nasty to us, despite being my worst enemy's
grandson." Slappy explained to Skippy, who looked down the whole time. Slappy
sighed, and placed a paw on his shoulder.
	"Look, you know I can't play favorites as a teacher, and none of the other
teachers will do it either. So, I want you to apply yourself, and try to make it better each
time, so you can really have reasons to showing-off, ok?" Skippy nodded, and smiled
weakly to his aunt. Slappy smiled back, and changed to her usual cranky tone.
	"Now, kid, go to your next class, and don't expect me to play "nice auntie" with
you all the time. Goes against my principles… heck, I really want to wash my mouth
with soap just for talking you that way!" Slappy concluded. Skippy laughed, and gave
his aunt a little hug right before running out of the classroom.
	Ron and Hillary glared at each other on the corridor before going separate ways.
This was one of the few periods they wouldn't be together; Hillary would be on
"Advanced Spin Changing" with Professor Bugs Bunny, while Ron would attend
"Cartoon Props", with Porky. Wally was on Hillary's class as well, so he sat next to her.
There weren't many students on this one, and they were mostly girls, like Babs, Mary,
and Shirley (who just started developing this skill as well); besides Wally, the only
males on the classroom were Plucky and Buster. Bugs entered right after the bell rang,
and greeted everyone. After calling the list, he started the class.
	"Ok, boys and goils, let's see how good you guys got during vacations." Bugs
said. "As usual, ladies go foist. Shirley, you start." The rabbit pointed to the fem loon.
She walked in front of the class, and made a spin change; she ended using black tights,
and covered mostly with a deep blue hood and cape; she was also wearing red round
amulets on the back of her hands/wings, and boots the same tone of the cape. The class
looked at her in awe, and Plucky chuckled.
	"Nice one, Shirl. Wanna hang around with the Batduck after class?" Plucky
joked. Shirley smirked, and her eyes got a white glow. Plucky gulped.
	"Like…AZARATH… METRION… OR SOME JUNK!" Shirley chanted, and
Plucky got covered by a black aura. A second later, he was blasted through the room,
and smashed on one wall. The whole class and Bugs chuckled, while Shirley returned to
normal.
	"Nice one, Shirley." Bugs said. The loon thanked him, and returned to her place.
Bugs motioned Mary to be the next one. The girl walked in front of the class, and made
her change; when she ended, she was using an over grown outfit, consisting on a red
baseball cap (that covered her eyes), blue shirt (that covered her shorts), and white
sneakers.
	"Numbuh Five is glad to be here. Now, let's keep this party moving so she can
go early and kick some adult butts." Mary said in a cool tone. The class got a good
laugh. Mary, pleased, returned to her usual self after receiving Bugs' congratulations.
	Babs was next. She moved in front of the class, and made the spinning. When
she ended, the bunny was wearing a red long sleeved shirt, covered by a blue dress; her
legs were covered with purple tights with yellow spots, and had blue sneakers as well.
She also had a yellow wig that covered her ears, but also had two pigtails that looked a
lot like them. Babs frowned, and walked next to Mary.
	"Okay, Carmicheal, you did a nice demonstration, but I must remember you I'm
the top girl of this school!" Babs talked to Mary in a faked angry tone, while Mary and
the rest of the class made their best to hold the laughter. Babs fumed, and walked in
front of the class again. "And the rest of you, dumb babies, should remember it as well.
Now, I want one of you to get out and find me some cookies."
	Buster couldn't resist anymore, and spin-changed on his seat. After he ended, he
was wearing a messy red wig, geeky glasses, and a blue shirt with a planet Neptune's
symbol on it.
	"I don't think that's a good idea, Angelica. The teacher can get angry." Buster
said in a scared tone. Babs walked next to Buster, and followed the joke.
	"And who asked you, Finster? Now, you have to go and get me my cookies,
unless you want me to do something so nasty I hadn't even thought about it yet!" Babs
yelled, while Buster cowered on his seat. Bugs cracked laughing and applauded, as well
as the students. Babs and Buster returned to normal, and vowed to thank the applauses.
	Hillary was the next one. She made the tornado-like effect, and re-emerged
using a blue vest, lots of fake-gold chains, a Mohawk, and big earrings.
	"I pity the fool that tries to make fun of me! And don't think I'm playing,
because I'm dead serious. Mess with me, and you are doomed. Miss T says it!" Hillary
ended with a grunt, causing everyone to laugh at her impersonation. Hillary returned to
normal, and Bugs placed his gloved paw on her shoulder.
	"Good one, kid; hadn't seen a good Mister T's impoisonation in some time.
Now, since we are now moving with the new guys, I'd like to see Wally. Your turn,
boy," Bugs called the wolf while motioning Hillary to seat down. Wally moved in front
of the classroom, and took a deep breath. Then, he started spinning, ending with a black
Zorro-like outfit.
	"Pfft! Zorro? Please, we see that impersonation every year!" Plucky said,
mocking Wally. The wolf walked next to him, and talked in a cowboy-like voice.
	"Excuse me, but I'm not El Zorro. I'm El Kabong, and doooon't forget it." Wally
pointed to Plucky. The duck scratched his head. Bugs moved next to the wolf, and gave
him an "I'll allow it" kind of look.
	"El Kabong? I think I had heard about that one before. What are you supposed
to do?" Plucky asked. The whole classroom looked at the pair with lots of attention.
	"This. KABONG!"
	KAAABOOONG!
	Wally smashed a guitar against Plucky's head, causing everyone to laugh. He
then returned to his usual self, and thanked the laugh. He then directed to Plucky.
	"Sorry, man, but you gave me the cue, and I had to do it. How are you feeling?"
Wally asked. Plucky looked at him with a pained and confused expression.
	"I'm okay, Miss. At what time we'll arrive to Tijuana?" Plucky said. Wally
shrugged, and returned to his seat. After a few seconds, while Plucky fully recovered,
Bugs continued with the class.
	The rabbit took notes all the time to make a little summary about each student's
main spin-changing ability. Babs, as expected, could adopt almost any outfit or
character; Wally seemed to be at his best mimicking toon heroes and villains; Shirley,
who was still a little new in the advanced spin-changes' area, seemed to be more
comfortable suiting into characters who were, like herself, of the magical type (fairies,
witches, and so); Hillary liked the tough characters' impersonations, like wrestlers,
amazons, and similar; Mary, Buster, and Plucky were more of the generic kind of outfit
(police officer, firefighter, business person, and so), but also had a few well developed
special impersonations, plus adapting to their partners changes.
	Some time later, Gogo announced the lunch break. In a matter of seconds, the
Loo's Cafeteria was filled up with hungry students. Wally had his food on a lunch box,
and looked for a seat. He passed next to Hillary, who was waiting for Mary and Babs
(who were about to buy their lunches) to sit with them.
	"Hey, Hill, you aren't going to buy anything? You don't seem to have brought a
home made lunch." Wally pointed. Hillary shrugged, and pointed to Max and Marcus.
	"I have my ways to get a free meal, pal. Just take a look, and learn." Hillary told
Wally, and approached the humans, who were about to eat the cafeteria's mystery
meatloaf. Hillary sniffed slightly the meat, and made a delighted face.
	"Not bad. It smells like something that came from Kentucky." Hill told Max and
Marcus.
	"Fried chicken?" Max asked.
	"Nope. Derby." Hillary said while looking casually to her right paw's claws.
Max and Marcus made nauseating faces, and ran away from the place. Hillary smiled,
and took both trays of food for her self. She sat along with Mary and Babs, and a few
seconds later Buster joined them.
	"Nice trick, Hillary. Is that really horse's meat?" Buster asked the hyena.
	"Trust me, you don't want to know." Hillary said to the rabbit. Luckily for him,
he, Babs, and Mary (who liked to eat meat, but knew better about buying her lunch at
the Loo), were having vegetarian meals, so they didn't cared so much about the
meatloaf.
	Wally sat on a nearby table, along with Calamity and Fifi (who were sharing
their meals), Furrball, and Beeper. Ron joined them a moment later. Except for Beeper,
who was eating a bowl of seeds, they all were mainly meat eaters, but, since they didn't
want to make any of the prey kind of animals uncomfortable, they ate mostly not meat
based food. Wally had a cheese sandwich, and some Scooby snacks (a great meal for
any canine toon); Furrball a bowl with dry cat food and some milk; Fifi and Calamity
were eating pasta with veggie bacon, and a little salad; and Ron brought himself a huge
tuna and sardines sandwich. Before eating, Ron gave Hillary a fast look, just to be sure
she wouldn't start a fight during the lunch; the hyena just glared at him for a moment,
and returned to her meal in peace.
	"Like, Hillary, why you are so hostile towards Ron? I feel on his aura that he is a
nice guy, and you don't seem to feel that way with Wally, Dizzy, or any other predator."
Shirley asked the hyena, while sitting next to Mary with her lunch. Hillary sighed, and
decided it would be fine to explain them.
	"Well... it's a little complicated. I can handle being with a predator when I sense
he or she isn't a competition or a danger to me. And Ron is a lion, which makes him my
natural rival. Hyenas and lions have a very ancient feud, and we can't stand each other."
Hillary explained.
	"Why? That might happen on the wild, but here you are having lunch with 2
rabbits, a loon, and a human, and you seem to be quite comfortable. Maybe you can
handle Ron's proximity as well." Babs told her. Hillary sighed, and continued her
explanation.
	"Is not just the species, Babs, but the way we think, and how much lions had
damaged the hyenas' image. You see, if you ask any person his or her opinion about a
hyena, the answer will be "Is a dirty and coward scavenger", but, if you ask about a lion,
the answer is "Is a brave and noble hunter", and that's not true! Hyenas can eat already
dead animals, sure, but we also hunt many of our preys, and the lions are the ones who
usually steal our meals... I admit we also do it once in a while, but it usually works the
other way. And there's also the way we act according to our genders. In lions' prides, the
males spend almost all their time sleeping, while the females do almost all the hunting
and raising the cubs, but the male still is the one who gets the best part of the caught
preys. In hyenas' clans, however, we, the females, are the ones with the power, but
females and males hunt the same, and have similar obligations. In my case, my mother
is the one who works, while my dad does the house chores; I love them both, and they
can be quite affective with each other, but they always make clear that my mom is the
one who controls the relationship. So you see, Ron and I are very different to each
other, so I don't think we can hang around so easily." Hillary ended. Her new friends
decided to respect her opinion, and made no more comments about the subject, at least
for the moment.
	Monty and Marcus returned from the bathroom a short time later. Max decided
to make his movement on both Wally and Hillary. They were on nearby tables, so he
could talk to both of them at the same time. Monty cleared his throat, and directed to
the predators.
	"I think there's something wrong with this picture. A mighty hyena shouldn't sit
alongside with silly little animals, and a smart wolf deserves better than a simple cheese
sandwich for lunch." Max said in a salesman tone.
	"Well, I like cheese a lot, thank you." Wally said while biting his sandwich.
	"Yes, and I like the company. So, what do you really want, Shorty?" Hillary
asked Max. He smiled evilly, and placed a hand on the girl's shoulder.
	"I'm making both of you a great offer. If you and the wolf boy over here work
for me, we can control this school. Think about it; with his cunning, your strength,
Marcus' size, and my intelligence and fortune, we can be a great villainous team."
Monty said. Everyone on both tables looked at Wally, Hillary, and the rich brat.
	"First of all..." Hillary told Max, while removing his hand away from her
shoulder, "...don't touch me unless I allow it. Second, I might be a tough girl, but I don't
want to be a villain. Maybe a rough star, or a strong sidekick, but never a villain,"
Hillary crossed her arms and turned to ignore Max.
	"Are you guys sure? Max gave me a good offer. Look." Marcus said, and took a
few dollars out from his pants' pocket, waving them in front of the wolf. Hillary rolled
her eyes to see them, and actually got a little interested. However, Wally kept his cool,
and returned to his meal.
	"Sorry, but no, thanks. My grandpa is the family's villain, not me. I'm not
interested in your offers, but thanks anyway for considering me." Wally said, as politely
as possible. All the toons on both tables smiled to the young wolf, and Hillary decided
to take his example.
	"Yeah. Nice try, but this girl isn't for sale. Now, Shorty, if you excuse us, we are
trying to have lunch here." Hillary said to Monty, and returned to her meal as well. The
other toons made the same, ignoring Max. Of course, Monty wasn't pleased.
	"What? Are you fools rejecting me? I'm rich! You can't ignore me!" Max fumed.
When everyone kept ignoring him, he directed to Marcus.
	"Marcus, give them something to remember us!" Max said. Marcus smirked,
and prepared his fist to punch the wolf. However, he was cut by an open brown paw
that appeared in front of him. It was Ron's.
	"You listened what my friend said. If you are going to ignore him, maybe you'll
like to hear from my other pals." Ron said, in a frightening tone, and then extended his
claws out from the paw. They seemed to be extremely sharp, so Marcus decided to
move one step back. Max growled to his new bodyguard, making him return to his
menacing posture.
	"Well, I'm not afraid of your manicure, stupid cat!" Marcus grunted. Before Ron
could answer, Fifi stood on the table, and walked towards the human toon, taking
everyone by surprise. Marcus directed his attention to the skunk girl, but, before he
could do anything, she made her trademark tail grip, covering entirely Marcus' head.
	"Fire in zhe hole!" Fifi screamed, and, a second later, some stinky fumes
appeared surrounding her tail. Then, she loosened her grip, and Marcus, with a green
face and a shocked expression, fell to the floor, knocked out by the scent. Everyone but
Max looked at the scene pleased, while Fifi returned to her seat next to Calamity.
	"Moi hate when a jerk interrupts mon lunch with mes amies." Fifi said while
holding paws with Calamity, who just smiled at his girl and gave her a slight kiss on the
cheek. Max was now red with anger.
	"Why you, stupid purple pest..!" Max was cut by the snarling from all the
predators on both tables. Monty gulped, and tried to run away, but was stopped by
Hillary, who grabbed him from his shirt. The hyena then directed to the guys on the
other table.
	"Well, since you guys got rid of one problem please allow me do the same with
this one." Hillary said in a casual tone. Then, she made a fist with her free paw, and, in
a dashing action, gave Max a powerful uppercut, sending him through the ceiling.
	"Hey, good hit!" Ron said to Hill, truly impressed.
	"Thanks... but don't talk to me, or I'll show it to you in a more personal way!"
Hill replied Ron, in a calmed but still hostile tone. Ron sighed, and everybody on the
cafeteria returned to their stuff. Plucky and Hamton, who were on the food's line next to
Skippy and Sylvester Junior, saw the whole scene.
	"See, Plucky?" The pig said to his friend. "Wally isn't a bad wolf. He rejected
Monty, right?"
	"I don't know, Hammy. I distrust anyone who rejects a lot of money so easily."
Plucky replied. "Besides, he had already attacked me once today."
	"But that was just because he was on character, or not? Well, that's what the
guys from the "Advanced Spin Changing" class told me." Junior joined the
conversation. "And besides, isn't good to judge someone because of his family. Just
look at me; I should be an expert in Wild Chases and other classes related with Father's
stuff, but I'm better with Crafts and Dancing." The kitten concluded. Skippy shook his
head.
	"Maybe you're right, but I still don't trust Wally. For all I know, maybe he's just
pretending to be nice to take me by surprise, and, before I can even imagine, I might
end as his lunch." Skippy said, with a hint of fear on his voice, while looking at Wally
sharing some of his snacks with Calamity and Ron. Plucky watched the scene as well,
while rubbing his beak. Hamton recognized that look.
	"Plucky, think about it; you always suspect from every new student that happens
to be a predator, and 9 of 10 times, you are wrong and cause a major problem.
Remember Mary's boyfriend?" Hamton pointed. Plucky sighed.
	"Well, it was her fault for falling for a jaguar." Plucky defended himself.
Hamton shook his head. It was a good thing that said jaguar had to return home for a
couple of months to attend some family's business, or he would be in the cafeteria,
probably hearing Plucky.
	"Plucky, Mary is a toon as well, and inter-species couples aren't so rare on
Toonity. I used to date Fifi, and she is with Cal now; Fowlmouth had been crazy for
Shirley for years, Sweetie and Sneezer are dating as well, and the list continues.
Anyway, when you first met this guy, you freaked out, and started a campaign against
him; because of that, Mary got hurt, and you almost ruined her friendship with Shirley,
Fifi, and Babs." Hamton reminded Plucky. The duck had to admit the pig was right;
luckily, the girls settled their problems, and now were closer than ever, but, before that,
they had a very rough time because of him.
	"Fine, Hammy, I'll keep my beak closed, but my eyes will be very open. I'm not
so worried about Hillary and Ron, since they seem to be more interested about their
feud than about us, but I still have my doubts about the wolf." Plucky concluded, and he
and Skippy nodded to each other.
	"I agree with you, Plucky. Actually, Ronald seems to be a good guy, and he
doesn't scare me, but it wouldn't hurt to keep an eye on Wally." Skippy said. Hamton
decided it was the most he could do about the problem, and decided to end the discussion
there.