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.

The New Students 2.

(AN: I want to thank the J.A.M for doing some observations and suggestions for this
chapter)

	FRIENDS, FOES, AND FAMILY.

	The rest of the day was quite calm (as much as it can be on Acme
Looniversity). Since it was the first day of the school's year, it ended early, and the
students had just a little homework to do, so Buster, according to his own tradition,
decided to invite all his new friends to the local Weenie Burger to eat a snack while
hanging around with the old gang. A few moments after Gogo rang the day's final
bell, the rabbit was on the school's front door with Babs, Hillary, Skippy, Plucky, and
Hamton, chatting and waiting for the rest of the group.
	"You guys eat hamburgers? Thought rabbits were entirely vegetarians!"
Hillary asked Babs and Buster.
	"Well, most of the meat that is served in Acme Acres isn't real one, but soy
meat. I mean, how are you going to eat ham if one of your friends is a pig?" Babs said
while pointing to Hamton.
	"Not me, anyway; I am Jewish." Skippy said.
	"Besides, most of the time Buster and I just eat the fries and the desserts."
Babs added. At that moment, Ron, Wally, Mary, and Shirley walked out from the
school, joining them. Hillary gave Ron a little glare, but decided to keep her snout
closed, while Skippy moved a little closer to Hamton.
	"Sorry about the delay. Wally was showing us his room." Mary said. The
rabbits, hyena, squirrel, pig and duck made surprised faces.
	"His room? What do you mean?" Buster asked. Wally shrugged.
	"Well, I have no place to stay here in the city. My parents live in Yellowstone
Park, and neither they nor I have a good relationship with my grandpa, so I can't live
with him. Luckily, Bugs allows me to live in a spare room at the school's basement. It's
not too big, but I have everything I need, and can use the school's showers and
kitchen. Plus, I have an extra income assisting Pete with the janitor's job, and as a
night watchdog." Wally explained.
	"Wait, if you live here, why you were lost in the morning, and carrying a
backpack?" Plucky asked.
	"I just moved yesterday, and it was quite late, so I couldn't check my
classroom then. Plus, even if I keep most of my school stuff in my room, I like to
carry the books I'll need for the day in my backpack, even if I have a locker as well."
Wally replied.
	Everybody but Plucky nodded; to him, this was another bad point about the
wolf, because, by living in the Looniversity, he had access to the teachers' equipment,
and, if he wanted to set a trap, had a lot of chances to do it before anyone else arrived
at the school. The only other toon that might keep an eye on him during the night was
Bosko, the keeper of the movies' vault, but he usually stayed on his working place, not
going to the superior labels on a regular basis, so basically the wolf had the school for
himself. The duck's thoughts were cut by Monty's evil laughs.
	"Hey, fools! Remember I told you nobody can reject me? Well, I have my
revenge ready!" Monty said, and whistled. At that moment, Elmyra appeared from
behind a bush.
	"Look, Elmyra. Here are all the new pets I promised to you!" Max pointed at
Hillary and Wally. Elmyra giggled, and ran to grab them. Before Hillary could react,
she was caught by Elmyra's grip.
	"Oh, a puppy woopy! I'll love her, and squeeze her, and pet her...!" Elmyra
tightened her grip around the hyena. The other toons moved to help, but were cut by
Hillary's snarling. The hyena handled to bite Elmyra's nose, causing the girl to release
her; then, without any warning, punched Elmyra, sending her against the school's
wall.
	"Well... that wasn't a nice experience!" Hillary said, panting. Then, she turned
to face Max. "And you, little rascal, are going to be my punching bag for a while!"
But, before Hillary could touch Max, Elmyra's voice was heard again.
	"Ooooh! The puppy woopy bite me! I'll have to teach her good manners with
another hug." Elmyra said stupidly, and dashed towards Hillary again. This time,
however, the hyena was ready, and, when Elmyra was close enough, she grabbed the
girl's arm, and twisted it behind her back while pinning her against the floor.
	"Say uncle! Come on, girl, give up!" Hillary snapped. Elmyra was in obvious
pain, but still giggled like crazy.
	"Oh, you want to play wrestling! I don't like that! Let's hug and play nicely!"
Elmyra continued. Hillary was kind of surprised, but the toons who already knew
Elmyra expected this.
	"Hill, it's no use! Elmyra is just too dumb to give up, even if she gets hurt!
Like, release her so we all stop her or some junk!" Shirley informed the hyena. Babs
and Buster took nets out from their bodies' pockets to trap Elmyra without hurting
her, but, at that moment, Ron moved next to Hill and Elmyra, and directed to the
hyena.
	"I have an idea. Release her, and I'll handle the girl." Ron said. Hill glared at
him.
	"Oh, you think I can't manage this problem by myself, uh? Typical macho
attitude!" Hillary snapped. Ron slapped his forehead.
	"I know you can handle her, but, if you continue with this, both of you are
gonna get really hurt, or in detention. Please, allow me to help you on this one." Ron
insisted. Against her better judgement, Hillary decided to give Ron a chance, and
released Elmyra. The silly girl stood up, and opened her arms to give another hug to
the hyena, but Ron reacted, and gave her a hug of his own.
	"Oh, it's a girl. Definitely, a nice red haired girl! Is so nice I want to hug her and
not letting her leave ever! You are so cute!" Ron said in a silly voice while hugging
Elmyra at full strength; then, without warning, started licking the girl's face.
Everybody made a disgusted face, but couldn't move their eyes from the scene. After a
few minutes, Ron released Elmyra, who was in a complete shock state. It was the first
time any animal treated her the same way she treated them, and had no idea about
what to do next.
	"Uh...uh... I think I must go home now. So long," Elmyra said when recovered
partially from the shock, and walked away. Everybody was surprised, especially Max,
because his plan was frustrated in such a weird way, and Hillary, because Ron's idea
really worked.
	"Uh... I think I should go as well...no hard feelings, right?" Max said
nervously, while moving a couple steps back, and then escaped in a panic dash,
fearing what Hillary might do to him next. The other toons smiled, and surrounded
Ron; the rest of the gang, who appeared just in time to see the last moments of the
hug, was there as well.
	"Hey, that was a good dadgum trick, pal!" Fowlmouth said. "Not something I
would do on my right dadgum mind, but it was good!" Everyone but Hillary was
congratulating Ronald. The hyena sighed, and directed to him.
	"Ok, you had a good idea. Big deal. I admit it was a nice plan, and I thank you
for the help... but don't expect me to be your best friend or something!" Hill pointed to
Ron. He gave her a nice smile, and shrugged.
	"Oh, that's fine with me. Look, I want no enemies... well, maybe Monty
already considers me as one now, but trust me; I have no intentions of giving you a
bad time. Let's continue the way we are, and see if we can end up as friends... or at
least without growling to each other." Ron said. Hillary seemed satisfied with his
words, and gave him a small smile on reply.
	"Well, toonsters, let's go. There's a huge carrot smoothie on the Weenie
Burger with my name on it." Buster said. However, when they started moving,
another voice cut them. This time it was an old male voice that made Wally to gulp.
	"So, this is the kind of freaks you are befriending, uh? A fool with a hippy
hairdo, a hooligan-looking girl and a lot of jerks that should be your preys?"
Everybody turned to see a furious Walter Wolf. Wally sighed.
	"Hello, grandpa. Look, I would appreciate if you don't insult my friends..."
Wally was interrupted by his grandfather's even more furious voice.
	"FRIENDS? First of all, don't call me "grandpa"; to my disgrace, I'm your
great-grandfather, so call me that way, ok? And second, you are a wolf, for God's
sake! The only relationship a wolf has with another species is as a predator, or as a
boss! And now, you are telling me you're hanging around with the stupid nephew of
my worst enemy?" Walter glared at Skippy, who hide behind Ron. The wolf
continued. "In my days, we, the real toon stars, kept our personalities in front and
behind the cameras. If we hated someone on screen, we did it as well out of it.
Wallace William Wolf, you are a shame to your species, and this school is a shame
for the whole Toonity!"
	"Hey, you can't insult Wally, or our school!" Buster said to the old wolf.
"Acme might not be perfect, but we like it. And just because someone is our rival on
the screen, it doesn't mean we can't be friends out of it... unless you consider Max and
Elmyra, of course, but they're exceptions to the rule. If you want Wally to respect you,
maybe you should give him some respect as well." The rabbit pointed to Walter. The
elder toon was about to reply, when Slappy appeared from the front door, with Wile
E. Coyote behind her.
	"You know, Walter, that kind of attitude is the reason Bugs never offered you
a job in here. You and I are enemies all the time, but many teachers, that can't stand
each other on screen, work along on a regular basis. Heck, even Yosemite Sam and
Elmer Fudd accept Bugs' authority as the Principal." Slappy pointed. Walter was now
fuming.
	"But that's so wrong! Is like those stinking cartoons about the sheepherder dog
and the wolf... they were killing each other almost all the time, but were great pals out
of the job's hours! What kind of moron would believe that?" Walter snapped. Now it
was Wile's turn to enter the conversation.
	"Well, Mr. Wolf, my dear friend and director Chuck Jones, God bless his soul,
knew that Sam and my cousin Ralph were pals, so he decided to show a little of their
friendship on screen. He also wanted to prove both the audience and the toons that
your rival on the cartoon can be our friend out of it. After all, we are actors playing a
role." Wile said in a polite tone. Walter directed all his attention to the coyote.
	"Oh, and you always supported Mr. Jones and his ideas, right? Of course,
since you were his loyal lap dog! He even gave that job to your cousin, who looks just
like your clone or something, instead of me! I have a lot more talent than that idiot!
But, of course, your friend Chuck was so dumb he couldn't recognize real talent even
when it was in front of him. He was such a fool, incompetent..." Walter continued his
ranting, but stopped and gasped when saw Wile's stern expression. Everybody moved
a few steps back, even Slappy; Chuck Jones, among toons, is almost a sacred figure
(just like all the other great animators), and, in Wile's case, who was like a son to Mr.
Jones, insulting him was an invitation to suicide.
	"He didn't give you that job..." Wile talked in a paused yet venomous voice,
"...because you never agreed to be friendly, or at least, tolerant, among your co-stars,
and always had a diva-like complex, as if you were the only one on screen. Even
Daffy can have a nice word for his co-workers once in a while, unlike you. And,
never, ever, insult Chuck's memory again, especially IN FRONT OF ME!" Wile
almost roared at the last part, and took a rocket out from his body pocket, sticking it
on Walter's mouth. Then, he turned its fuse on, and made Walter fly through the air,
and out of town.
	BOOOOOOOOM!
	The explosion he made when reached the ground was heard all across Acme
Acres.
	The students looked at Wile, totally speechless. Calamity then smiled to him,
and took out a sign, reading "Well done, Prof!" All the toons clapped at Wile, who
calmed down, and returned to his usual mood.
	"Glad you liked my little pyrotechnic exhibition, boys and girls. Now, go have
some fun and then do your homework. I have some job of my own to do." Wile said,
and walked away, waving good-bye to Slappy and the students. The old squirrel made
the same, after telling Skippy to not return home late.
	Since Fifi had her own car, she gave most of the gang a ride to the place; to fit
better on the vehicle, Ron agreed to travel on the car's roof, with Skippy riding on his
back, while Babs and Mary spin-changed into skaters' outfits and tied a couple of
ropes to the car's trunk, so they made the trip land-skiing. Shirley traveled levitating,
and even used her power to transport Plucky, Concord, and Fowlmouth as well; Dizzy
moved on his usual tornado's way, and Beeper, with his speed, ran there in no time
while carrying Sneezer and Sweetie. Once there, they had a very nice and amusing
meal; Hillary even relaxed enough to allow Ronald to sit next to her without growling
to the guy. As expected, most of the talking involved the episode with Walter.
	"And your grandpa had always been this way with you, Wally?" Babs asked
while eating some carrot fries. Wally sighed, and stopped eating his double
cheeseburger for a moment.
	"Yes. Even when I was just a little pup, he was really tough with me and my
parents. You see, there's a project to repopulate the USA and Mexico with wild
wolves, and, because of that, my father met my mom, a Mexican wolf, on
Yellowstone Park. They fell for each other, and, since my grandpa… or "great-
grandfather" is quite intolerant, he wasn't very happy about my dad marrying a foreign
wolf." Wally paused, and sighed sadly.
	"Anyway, he more or less accepted me for a while, and even moved some
influences so I could study in a fancy school, but I didn't like a lot in there, so I quit
after a semester. Then, I started studying to prepare myself to enter Acme, and, as you
can see, I did it. Of course, since my grandpa has so many issues with me for not
wanting to follow his steps as a villain, and quitting the school he chose for me, and
with the Loo's staff for never offering him a place in there, he lost any traces of
respect towards me or my folks. He even contacted one of my uncles, a lawyer, to
kick us out from his will, and be sure nobody from the family would ever help us.
That's why I had to move to the Loo's basement, and, despite having the age, I'm not
in my senior year, because I lost a lot of time on my other school." Wally ended, and
returned to his burger. The other toons decided it would be fine to stop bothering him
with questions about his family, and started talking about other things.
	Shortly after everyone ended eating, Skippy noticed something through the
place's window, and smiled. Then, he jumped out of his seat, and directed to the door.
	"Back in a moment, guys; I just saw an old friend I hadn't seen in a long time."
Skippy explained, and exited the place. The other toons looked through the window
as well, and almost all the males gasped. Outside the Weenie Burger, right in the front
sidewalk, there was a pink convertible, and, behind the wheel, a drop-dead gorgeous
blonde mink.
	"Hey, is Minerva Mink!" Vinnie almost screamed, and made a loud whistle.
Hamton, Furrball, and Fowlmouth, wide opened their eyes, and their tongues touched
the floor; Dizzy and Beeper started howling like crazies, and Concord and Sly Junior
turned as red as tomatoes. Plucky started making crazy movements and all the wild
takes he could remember at the time, but was cut by Shirley, who angrily zapped him
with one of her psychic lightning. Babs and Fifi turned to see Buster and Calamity's
reactions, and, at that moment, both girls received a passionate kiss from their
respective boyfriend; after a few seconds, the girls returned them with equal intensity.
Every time Buster and Cal's hormones were driven crazy by any other girl, they
always calmed down by kissing their true love; sometimes Babs and Fifi even thanked
Heaven when they found a pretty girl during their dates. Mary watched at the scene
extremely amused, especially when Sweetie and Sneezer mimicked the other couples.
	"Men." Hillary sighed and rolled her eyes. However, she got extremely
surprised about Wally and Ron. The wolf wagged his tail slightly, but controlled his
impulses extremely well, and Ronald, even if he seemed happy, looked actually a
little nervous.
	"What's wrong, Simba? You don't like blondes?" Hillary asked Ron. He
sighed, and directed to his friends.
	"Is not that... but I'm used to her. She is the family's friend who I'm living with
while my parents are away. I guess I should already leave. See you guys tomorrow."
Ronald said, and left his seat. He waved everyone good-bye, and exited the place.
Everybody looked at the door extremely dumbfounded for a moment, and then all the
males who got excited with Minerva ran to the door as well.
	Ronald waved good-bye to Skippy, who was now next to Minerva's side of the
car, chatting with her, and entered the car as well. Minerva gave him a nice kiss on his
cheek (which made all the peeping guys gulp and sweat), and started the engine.
Ronald made her notice the guys at the Weenie Burger, and then both toons waved
good-bye to them, while Minerva started driving away. Skippy then returned with the
gang.
	"Oh, man! He knows Minerva Mink! The dadgum guy lives with her!"
Fowlmouth exclaimed.
	"Well, if he's Minerva's friend, Ronald is fine in my book. Maybe he can give
me her number...OW!" Plucky thought out loud, and was zapped again by Shirley.
The guys chuckled, but Wally stopped when Skippy arrived with them.
	"Wait... Skippy, if you know Minerva, and she is friend with Ronald's parents,
that means you might know him from some time ago, isn't it?" The wolf asked.
Skippy nodded.
	"Well, yes, but I had hardly seen him in a very long time, so I was very
surprised to see him this morning. He asked me to not tell everyone he was living
with Minerva, since he doesn't like to have all the attention on him." Skippy
explained.
	"A humble lion? Now I had seen everything!" Hillary rolled her eyes. Buster
then separated from the group, and headed towards a trashcan located near the stand.
	"Hey, Buster, don't tell you're feeling sick. A moment ago you seemed quite
healthy to me." Babs pointed. Buster chuckled, but kept walking to the can.
	"Nope, I feel okay. Is just that, when everyone was whistling to Minerva, I
noticed some whistling sounds were coming out from this can as well. I have an idea
about who is on the inside." Buster explained. Then, he opened the can, and
introduced his paws on it. A second later, he took two toons' heads out from the can, a
rat and an avian.
	"Well, well, well. Roderick and Danforth. You really found a home that fits you
guys." Buster said, while all the toonsters surrounded the can, except Wally, who
decided to stay at a certain distance. Buster released the Perfectos, who remained
inside the can.
	"Cut it, rabbit!" Roderick snapped. "You already know why we are here, so
stop playing with us!"
	"Oh, yes, the Acme Bowl. I guess you are starting the spying job early this
year." Buster replied. Every year, at the end of the school's year first month, the Acme
Looniversity and the Perfecto Prep had a football game; the Perfectos used to win each
every year until Buster became the Loo's team captain. Since then, Acme had won
every game, despite all the efforts (or cheating) done by their rivals.
	"Say what you want, bunny. But this year the Looniversity is going down.
We'll totally destroy all of you, punks!" Danforth said in a proud tone, but nobody took
him seriously.
	"Well, until that time, I guess you guys should leave. Let me help you." Buster
said, and took a mustard bottle out from his body's pocket, empting it on the
Perfectos' heads. Then, he directed to Dizzy.
	"And now, The Amazing Dizzy! We have here a trashcan with two rotten
toons on the inside. Will he eat it?" Buster said with a smirk. Dizzy, without missing
his cue, jumped against the trashcan, and swallowed it in a second. Then, he made a
ball inside his mouth with the villains' bodies, and spitted them to the next street. All
the toonsters cheered at the little devil.
	"Disgusting, but nicely done," Mary said with a smug tone. Everyone
chuckled, and Wally finally approached his classmates.
	"Well, I guess I should go as well. I have to do my homework, and then a little
job at the Loo. See you tomorrow." Wally said to everyone, and started walking in the
Loo's general direction. Plucky decided it wouldn't hurt to check him at that moment,
and, using the excuse of Shirley being a little angry with him, said good-bye as well,
and flew away on the contrary direction.
	Once he was far enough, Plucky changed his flying direction, and headed to
the school. Since he had lost a lot of practice, he had to stop a few times to rest on the
rooftops, but eventually arrived at the Loo, just in time to see Wally entering. Plucky
couldn't follow him inside without being suspicious, plus it seemed the wolf went
right to the place after leaving the group, so the duck decided to end his day's
surveillance, and return home.
	Inside the school, Wally looked nervously to all directions to be sure nobody
was near. Then, he took out a cell phone, and sent a message. A moment later, he
opened one of the windows, and looked down, smiling.
	"Nobody saw you?" He asked to someone hiding on a bush.
	"Nope; I was very cautious." A female voice answered. Wally sighed.
	"Good. It would be very hard to give explanations to anyone discovering us."
The wolf said.
	"Don't worry. In no time, you'll stop worrying about your classmates." The
voice replied with a sly tone on her voice. Wally took his paw out of the window, and
helped a cloaked figure climb inside the Loo; the only thing visible of her was a long
and thin tail.
	XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
	GETTING PHYSICAL.
	The next day, Minerva gave Ron a ride to the Looniversity. The mink got a
good job in a modeling agency in the city, so had to move to a little apartment while
she could get a better place, bigger and located near or in town. The place was fine
enough for her and Ronald, at least for the moment, and they were quite comfortable
living together.
	"Thanks for the ride, Minkie. See you for dinner?" Ronald asked while
walking out of the car.
	"Sure, Ronnie. But I might be a little late today, so take a snack while I arrive,
okay?" Minerva replied.
	"Fine. I'll do the laundry today. See you later." Ronald said, and gave Minerva
a little kiss on the cheek. Minerva gave Ron a playful nuggie, and then drove away.
Ron waved good-bye, and turned to enter the school. To his surprise, Hillary was
waiting him at the door.
	"Nice scene. I should have brought my camera." Hill said in a mocking tone.
Ronald frowned slightly at her.
	"Hey, I don't care if you don't like me at all, Hillary, but I'll really appreciate if
you don't make fun of my relationship with Minerva, okay?" Ron said in a severe
tone. Hillary shrugged.
	"Well, you are right, that's not my business. But I think you'll have to give
some explanations to your new fans." Hillary said while rolling her eyes. Before
Ronald could ask her what she was talking about, he was surrounded by all the guys
who were driven crazy by the mink the previous day.
	"Hey, man, you know if she is dating someone?"
	"Give us details, quick!"
	"Frazzagrrlmunchglup…Dizzy wants date!"
	"How could you get a dadgum place with that dadgum hot chick?"
	"Hey, hey, calm down, okay!" Ronald motioned everyone. When they cooled
down a little, Ronald started explaining. "Look, Minerva's family had been friend to
mine since she was on diapers. My mom used to be her babysitter, and, when I was
born, Minerva was my nanny as well. We played together, she took me to the movies,
I bathed with her…"
	"YOU BATHED WITH HER?" All the males exclaimed. Behind them,
Hillary sighed.
	"When she was 8 years old, okay?" Ron replied, a little upset. "Look, Minerva
is almost seven years older than me, and, because of all we have done together, I don't
see her in a romantic way, but like a sister. I really care about her, so I'm asking you to
respect my friend. Would you like me to make flirty comments about your sisters, or
cousins?" Ronald ended, crossing his arms.
	The last sentence actually had a major effect on some of the guys. Fowlmouth
had a little sister (too young to be at the Looniversity yet), and both Vinnie and
Hamton had many female cousins. The rest of the toons started calming a little as
well.
	"Well… sorry, Ronald; I think we all got a little over-excited about meeting
someone who is living with such a beautiful girl. I guess you are right, and we should
not make you uncomfortable with those comments." Vinnie said while rubbing his
neck. The other guys nodded, and apologized as well. Ronald smiled to them in reply,
and everybody went inside the school. Surprisingly, Hillary walked aside Ronald.
	"Funny. I thought guys like you didn't respect women." Hillary said.
	"Hey, just like I said, Minerva is like a sister to me. If anyone offends her, I'll
be the first one to punch the guy." Ronald replied. After a moment, he chuckled.
	"What's so funny, Shere Khan?" Hillary raised an eyebrow to him.
	"Well, the way you are acting towards me. Yesterday, you wanted to rip my
head from my body, and now we are walking together in the corridor and having a
more or less civilized chat." Ronald answered. Hillary smirked.
	"Hey, just because I recognize you aren't so much of a jerk as I thought you
were doesn't mean I like being with you. And I'm walking your side because we both
have the same class, remember?" Hillary pointed. Both toons kept silence all the way
to their first class.
	Some time later, Hillary was on the girls' lockers room, changing to her gym
uniform to attend the P.E. class. Mary, Babs, Fifi, Elmyra and Shirley were there as
well; as the other girls already told the hyena, Elmyra usually could hold her usual
"pet-crushing" impulses during the class, so there was no danger on being around her.
	"And how is the P.E. class here, by the way?" Hillary asked Fifi. The
skunkette ended putting her shirt on, and answered the hyena.
	"Oh, is tres magnifique! Miss Lola is a great zeacher. She is in charge of zhe
female zeams here in zhe Loo, so many of zhe classes are aczually zraining sessions
for the games." Fifi said.
	"Actually, we only have two female teams on the school. In most sports, we
compete along with the boys, like in baseball and soccer. Fifi, Shirley and I are also
reserves on the football team, as well as the cheerleaders." Babs joined the
conversation. Hillary smiled; she liked the idea about competing alongside the guys.
	"Hey, not bad. And the "just females" teams, what sports are they?" Hillary
asked.
	"Well, we have a basketball team, since that's Lola's favorite sport. We, like,
had been in the finals the last three years, and won the title a couple of years ago. We
also have a boxing team, or some junk, but neither Elmyra nor me compete on that
one." Shirley said. Hillary lifted her ears at the last part.
	"No way! I mean no offense to any of you but you don't look exactly like
boxers to me," Hillary said. Babs responded by spin-changing into a Muhammad Ali's
impersonation.
	"What do you mean, girl? I'm the best, the number one, and the most
handsome! Float like butterfly, sting like a bee!" Babs said while making some
shadow-boxing in front of the hyena. The girls chuckled, and Babs went back to her
wacky normality. Mary then directed to Hillary.
	"Actually, we are the state champions, Hillary. Maybe you can enter as well.
From what I had seen, it seems you really like to hit people, so this can be a good way
to do it without getting detentions." Mary said to the hyena while placing a hand on
her shoulder. "And I can finally get a sparring partner about my weight. Fifi and Babs
usually spar with each other, and I have to do it with Lola… and boy, is really hard to
hit that lady!" Hillary laughed softly, and nodded.
	"Okay, I'm in. I'll talk with the teacher after class to register." Hillary said. The
girls then walked out of the room and into the gym. They usually had their class on
the inside, while the boys had the P.E. class either on the track or in the football's
field.
	Meanwhile, Arnold, dressed with a tight red T-shirt and cap, was arranging his
class on a line in front of him. The pitbull graduated from the Looniversity a couple of
years ago, and now was the teacher of many of his former classmates, which always
make him smile, especially since having the chance to make his former boss, Monty,
to sweat and suffer a little. Over the years, the dog had managed to loss a little of his
heavy European accent, but still conserved his tone and attitude.
	"Okay, weakling toons, let's see vhat I have to vork on this year. Hmmm…
same puny collection, as usual," Arnold said while walking in front of the students.
He stopped in front of Ronald, and frowned.
	"And vhat's up with the girlish hairdo, you fragile and weak feline?" Arnold
almost yelled on Ron's face. "Unless you can prove me you're not as useless as you
seem, that hair is gonna leave, understood?" Arnold made a pause, and stood in front
of Ronald, crossing his arms. Ron gave a deep breath, and then…
	RRRROOOOOOAAAAARRRR!
	The roaring was so powerful it made Arnold jump one step back, and all the
other students to jump on their places. After recovering, Arnold smiled.
	"Vood. Maybe I can do something useful with you after all." Arnold said.
Then, he took a whistle out of his body's pocket, and sounded it. "Okay, anemic
creatures, as you know, we have a game against Perfecto Prep in a month. I'll do my
best to prepare you wimps for it, and I expect all of you to perform at your 100."
	"Well, not me. I'm not in the team, remember, mutt?" Max said with a smug
look. Arnold approached him, and lifted him from his collar.
	"It is Mister Mutt for you, puny brat! You are no longer my boss, remember?
And even if you are not in the team, you have to exercise to pass the class, got it?"
Arnold growled to Max. The millionaire boy gulped and nodded. Then, Arnold
released him, and whistled again.
	"All of you, to the track, and give me 5 laps. After that, we'll have a little game
of dodgeball to test your reflexes." Arnold motioned the class to run, and they obeyed.
Max stayed on the back position, along with Marcus, and whispered something to his
bodyguard; the brat had failed the previous day with his revenge against Wally and
Hillary, but decided to perform another plan on the wolf during the class.
	Meanwhile, the girls were having a basketball game as part of the class. The
Amazing Three were one team, and Hillary was on the other one alongside Mary and
Elmyra. Lola was running outside the playing field, motioning the girls and giving
instructions to both teams all the time. The game was perfectly matched; Babs and
Fifi were extremely fast, and Shirley could use her levitation skills to perform
awesome moves, while the other team concentrated mostly on the defense and
resistance. Hillary wasn't a good basketball player, but she was quite good guessing
her rivals and teammates' movements, allowing her to give a good play without
getting on Mary and Elmyra's way; the hyena considered she had to give a good
performance to impress Lola, and be allowed to join the boxing team, so she gave her
best on the game.
	Outside, right after the last student finished the final lap, Arnold divided the
group. He usually placed the new students as the targets on the first class of the year,
so Skippy, Wally, Marcus, and Ronald were chosen as the other students' objectives.
To give them a little help, Arnold decided to place Buster as their teammate, since the
rabbit was quite good with this particular game. Sylvester Junior was glad to be on the
attacking side, since he had a bad experience last year as the target. The rest of the
students placed in front of the targets, holding the big red balls.
	"Okay, you know the rules. Once one of you is hit he must leave the field until
one of his teammates can catch a ball on mid-air. First team that runs out of playing
members loses." Arnold said, and, without any further ceremony, sounded his whistle.
	The attacking team started the furious rain of balls against the targets, who
quickly tried to dodge the projectiles. Skippy was the first one eliminated, receiving
not one, but three balls on his face at the same time. Groggily, he walked out of the
fire range, but had to return a second later, because Buster caught a ball with his ears,
and threw it back against the attacker, Plucky, who received it right on his beak, so
the duck had to move out of the way for the moment. Skippy returned to his position,
and, this time, hide behind Ronald, since it seemed the squirrel's face was like a
magnet for the balls.
	While everyone was concentrated on the game, Max moved apart from his
group, and took a red bomb out from his body's pocket; it looked exactly like the
balls, so nobody noticed when he ran to the front of his group, and, after making a
silent signal to Marcus, threw it against the wolf. Marcus quickly pushed Wally in
front of his group, placing him in a perfect position to receive the attack.
	However, just a few inches away from Wally's face, the bomb was caught by
Ronald, who did it with his jaws. Then, he chose a target, and spitted the explosive
towards Max, who couldn't avoid it.
	BOOOOOOOOOM!
	Everybody paused to see the blackened guy dizzily walking out of the playing
field. Arnold removed his shades to give him a better look, and then directed to
Ronald.
	"As I said, maybe you aren't so useless." Arnold smiled. Ronald smiled back
to him, and the game continued.
	At the end of the class, the boys walked into the gym so they could go into
their lockers' room and bathe for next period. They entered just in time to see Babs
doing a little victory dance because of her last scoring; Buster couldn't help but
whistle at Babs, since he always loved to see his girlfriend on her uniform. Lola shook
her head, and smiled.
	"Nice one, Babs, but maybe you shouldn't dance. After all, you only tied the
game." Lola directed to the young rabbit. Babs shrugged.
	"I know, but at least we didn't lose, right?" Babs replied, matter of factly. Lola
checked her watch, and had to give Babs the reason, since it was time to end the class,
so the game ended in a tie.
	"Ok, girls, time to shower. See all of you tomorrow, okay?" Lola said to the
girls. They nodded, and approached they had some free time to chat with the boys.
Calamity and Buster immediately walked towards their girls, and gave them a warm
kiss, while Plucky and Fowlmouth were trying to make a move on Shirley, who just
zapped both guys. Marcus and Monty entered the showers without talking to anyone,
to avoid an encounter with Elmyra, and prepare their next stunt. On the meantime,
Hillary and Mary approached Lola, and told her about Hill's intentions of joining the
boxing team.
	"Sure, Hillary; we have a training session each couple of days, starting
tomorrow. You can join us then; the class is right here, at four o' clock, right after I
end installing the equipment." Lola said. Hillary smiled to the rabbit, and then rubbed
her chin.
	"Thanks, Teach. If I'm not abusing, I want to ask for another favor. As you
maybe noticed, I'm not really good at playing basketball, so I would like to join the
football team instead, not as a reserve, but as a core player." Hillary said. Lola and
Mary looked at each other, and then the bunny replied.
	"Well, if you like that sport better, I don't see why not. After all, they do
almost all their training during the regular class' hours, so the schedule doesn't clash
with our boxing class. However, you have to ask Arnold if he want to accept you on
the team, because he's in charge of it, not me." Lola explained. Hillary sighed, and
nodded; she hoped Arnold wasn't a major jerk, so she could enter the team. Lola
motioned Arnold to approach, and talked to him, explaining Hillary's intentions about
joining the football team. The dog wasn't pleased.
	"You, training with us? I don't think so, girl. I admit the puny ladies are vood
athletes, and had done a better job than my boys in some sports, but don't think you
can handle my training on a revular basis." Arnold pointed. Hillary was about to say
something very un-lady-like, when Ron approached them.
	"Excuse me, Coach, but I think she can do it well on the team. Yesterday I saw
her fighting, and she almost broke my paw when we hand-shook, so I guess Hillary
can stand the training perfectly." Ron explained Arnold. The dog rubbed his chin,
thinking about Ronald's words, while Hillary glared at him; she didn't wanted to owe
any favors to this guy, but he just told Arnold the truth, and the girl really wanted to
enter the team, so she hold her anger for the moment.
	"Well… let me check this. May I, girl?" Arnold leaned next to Hillary, and
moved his paw next to her shoulder. The hyena nodded, and Arnold started touching
her shoulders and arms. After a few seconds, he had a very amused expression.
	"Strong arms… vood shoulders… and you seem to have a strong neck as well;
one last thing, girl. Shake it." Arnold offered his paw to Hillary. The girl smiled, and
shook it, with a very tight grip. Arnold returned the grip with one of his own, and a
very strong one, but the girl resisted it well, and even increased hers. After a few
seconds, they released each other.
	"Not bad. I actually felt that. Fine, lady, you are on the team. See you on
tomorrow's class. Don't be late." Arnold said in a good tone. Hillary nodded, and
Mary gave her a high-four. Lola nodded to Arnold and Ron, who smiled in reply. By
this moment, almost all the students were already in the showers, so Lola motioned
Ronald and the girls to do the same. Hillary didn't say a thing to Ron, but gave him a
good natured smirk before entering the lockers' room.
	A few minutes later, Max and Marcus exited the boys' room. Since they had
no fur or feathers to dry up, and were the first ones to enter, they finished before
anyone else, so they were out of the danger's zone. A couple of seconds later, there
was a lot of screaming coming from both rooms, and all the toons exited; luckily, the
girls who weren't ready yet could spin-change into regular clothes before doing it. A
moment later, a mountain of foam was clearly seen coming out from the rooms. Max
and Marcus laughed loudly; after entering the boys' room, they placed a few Acme
Soap Bombs on the drain, and, since both rooms' drain was connected, the foam
flooded them the same. Everybody but Elmyra (who was now giggling and playing
with the soap's bubbles) glared at the pair of human toons.
	"You just couldn't resist, right, Monty?" Buster asked. Max shrugged, and
smiled evilly.
	"What's the problem, rabbit? You needed an extra bath anyway. Besides, this
prank was for the stinking wolf. The rest of you are a bonus." Max said, and directed
to Wally. "As I had heard, you have janitorial duties in the school. Let's see if you can
clean this before your next class… or before next week!" Monty chuckled, and placed
himself behind Marcus, in case anyone decided to attack him in reply.
	Hamton approached the foam, checking the scene. Max had a point. Usually,
every time there was a mess of this kind, Dizzy ate the dirt in a moment, and solved
the problem; however, the little devil disliked soap a lot, so he wouldn't even
approach the foam, leaving the problem to Wally and Pete to clean it. Hamton sighed,
and took a shovel out from his body's pocket.
	"Don't worry, Wally. I like cleaning, so I'll be more than glad to help you with
this." Hamton said to the wolf. Wally smiled to the pig, and directed through the
foam.
	"Thanks, Hamton, but I can handle this. Just stay out of the way, and open the
gym's door." The wolf said before entering the boys' room. Everybody shrugged, and
moved away from the doors. Beeper opened the door as Wally asked, and
immediately moved next to his friends. A few seconds later, a powerful wind came
out from the boys' room, throwing all the foam out of it, through the gym, and finally
making it exit it, leaving in the form of a cloud of bubbles. A moment later, Wally
entered the ladies' room, and repeated the operation. As a result, he didn't just clean
the rooms, but the rest of the gym as well. Wally exited the ladies' room, smiling, but
panting.
	"Are you okay, Wally?" Sly Junior asked the wolf. He nodded, but kept
panting.
	"Yes… just a little tired. I ran out of breath for a moment." Wally said.
Calamity and Furrball ran each side of the wolf, and helped him to walk out of the
gym. Meanwhile, Monty was red with anger.
	"Stupid Three Little Pigs' cliché; I hate it! Don't think you are out of the hook,
wolf! You are still on my black's list!" Max yelled at the wolf. Mary, totally fed with
his attitude, moved in front of Max, scowling and crossing her arms on her chest.
	"Wanna join the boxing team, Monty? We can use another punching bag!"
Mary hissed to him. Max gulped, and motioned Marcus to protect him. The moment
Marcus was next to him, Babs gently pushed Mary out the way, and spin-changed into
a karate-fighter outfit.
	"Allow me handle this problem, Melody-San." Babs directed to Mary in a
quiet tone, and then respectfully bowed in front of Max and Marcus. "To give a lesson
to both of you, dishonorable fiends, I must use a forbidden technique, feared among
martial artists around the world, known as The Chinese Trouser." Max and Marcus,
confused, looked at each other.
	"Uh… how that technique works?" Marcus asked. Babs gave them a wicked
smile, and, in a sudden, jumped behind both humans, introducing her paws in the
back of the boys' pants. A second later, she found an elastic material, and pulled it out
with all her strength.
	AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!

	Everybody laughed at the boys' expression while they screamed in pain. Babs
released them, and they fell to the ground, adopting a fetal position while grabbing
their "private" parts. Babs changed back to normal, and walked next to Buster.
	"Ok guys, let's go. I have to stop at the closer bathroom to wash my paws."
Babs said, leading the rest of the students out of the gym. Buster gave her a quick kiss
on the cheek, and walked aside her. A moment later, only Elmyra was in the gym,
looking dumbfounded at the fallen guys.
	"Oh, poor Monty wonty and Marcky warky. Don't worry, boys. Nurse Elmyra
is here, and I'll heal you with a nice hug of mine." Elmyra giggled, and leaned to give
the boys her dreadful anaconda-like hug. They couldn't decide if it was worse than
Babs' technique or not.
	The rest of the day ran smoothly, without further incidents. Hillary exited her
last class, "Mayhem" (taught by Taz), with a pondering expression. She stopped next
Wally, who was also exiting his Math class; the wolf seemed to be a lot better now,
and was talking with someone on his cell phone. Since the classes were over, and he
was on the corridor, it was allowed by the school.
	"Yes. Aha. See you later. Don't worry, I'll bring the cheese. See you. I do too."
Wally ended his conversation. Hillary noticed he had a very happy expression while
talking.
	"Hey, who is the lucky girl, pal?" Hillary smiled to Wally. Among wolves,
both the males and the females have a similar worth inside a pack, and Hillary knew
about it, so she wasn't hostile among Wally as she was with Ron. The wolf blushed
slightly.
	"I'm that obvious?" Wally rubbed his neck while smiling to the hyena. "She is
a friend from my old school… actually, the only friend I made in there, unless you
count a friend of her that kind of tolerates me. We still see each other at times. She
likes cheese a lot, and we used to have lunch together, so I got a taste for it as well."
Wally informed.
	"Well, that explains why you eat more cheese than Speedy Gonzalez. See you
later, Wally." Hillary waved bye to the wolf, whose did the same, and they walked
away. None of them noticed Plucky and Skippy, who overheard the conversation.
	"Mmm. A mysterious girlfriend, uh? I wonder if he is honest about it. Maybe
she likes eating squirrel along with her cheese." Skippy said while rubbing his chin.
	"Well, Skippy, tonight I might have some new information about this guy.
Hamton and I are gonna keep an eye on the school, and see if anyone come to visit
him." Plucky informed Skippy. The little rodent couldn't help Plucky with the
surveillance stuff since Slappy would notice if he escaped home at night, so the duck
had to do it himself. Hamton agreed to help him to keep an eye on Plucky, and serve
as an objective watcher as well.
	At the school's door, Shirley was doing her meditation's exercises. Almost all
the students were already gone, so it was a quiet spot where she could concentrate
peacefully.
	"OhwhataloonIam…ohwhataloonIam…" Shirley chanted her mantra when she
felt a troubled aura moving next to her. She opened her eyes, and saw Hillary rubbing
her chin, and walking on deep concentration herself. Shirley left her lotus position,
and directed to the hyena.
	"Like, Hillary, are you okay? Your aura feels like if you had an inner conflict,
or some junk." The loon said to Hillary. The hyena was so concentrated on her stuff,
that she hadn't noticed the loony girl until she talked to her.
	"Oh, hi, Shirley; I'm fine… is just that I have a weird idea on my head, and it
doesn't leaves me." Hillary said. Shirley moved next to her, and talked in a "good-pal"
tone.
	"Welcome to the club. Anyway, jokes aside, if you have a problem, you can,
like, tell it to me. I'll be more than glad to give you an advice, or, at least, hear you."
Shirley pointed. Hillary sighed, and decided to trust the avian.
	"Well… the thing comes like this. I have had a certain conception about lions
all my life. I know nobody's perfect, but I always associated the lions with negative
things… loud, vain, rude, egotistical, and so." Hillary was cut by Shirley.
	"Are you describing a lion, or Plucky?" Shirley asked. Both girls chuckled.
Hillary then continued with her explanation.
	"Anyway, since I met Ronald, I hadn't seen him doing anything bad,
disgusting, or, at least annoying… except licking Elmyra, but he did it to help me.
The guy had only growled or glared at me when I do it first, and that's understandable.
Because of that, he is making me having a lot of doubts about my ideas." Hillary
ended with a sigh. Shirley rubbed her beak, and, after a few seconds, replied the
hyena's explanation.
	"Well, there are plenty of bad stereotypes surrounding hyenas as well, but you
don't apply for most of them. Sure, you can be rough and not exactly the best model
of conduct, but you are a nice girl most of the time, unless someone makes you anger,
or some junk. I guess the same thing applies for Ronald. It wouldn't hurt if you make
a truce with him, or some junk. After all, you two are going to be football teammates,
and you can't concentrate on the other team's players if you are busy arguing with one
of your own." Shirley pointed. Hillary nodded.
	"I guess you are right. Had you seen him? We didn't have the last class
together, and maybe I should talk to him right now." Hillary said. Shirley scratched
her head.
	"Well, I think he and Mary had Spanish with Professor Gonzalez. And I saw
her walking towards the woods the East side of the school a moment ago. Maybe she
knows where is him. Come on, I'm going with you." Shirley said while walking on the
direction she saw Mary walking. Hillary nodded, and followed her.
	A few minutes later, they saw Mary behind some bushes, sitting on a log
located in a forest's clear space. Before they could say anything, the girls noticed
something moving in the bushes at Mary's left, and, suddenly, a large roaring creature
jumped from behind them, tackling Mary. The animal and the girl rolled over the
ground in fierce combat, reaching the bushes at the other side of the clear.
	Both Hillary and Shirley gasped. They recognized the attacker.
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	DEMANDING EXPLANATIONS.
	"RONALD! I should had known he was faking! That back-stabber… Hold on,
Mary, I'm on my way!" Hillary said furiously, and prepared to jump into the bushes,
where the fight was clearly heard. However, Shirley stopped her with her telekinetic
abilities.
	"Like, wait, Hillary. I'm not sensing any aggressive impulses coming from
them! We can be wrong!" Shirley said. Hillary glared at the loon.
	"The only one wrong here is you if you don't allow me to move, girl! Release
me from your magic mumbo-jumbo, Shirley! Don't you see Mary can get eaten?"
Hillary snapped. However, before she or Shirley could react, a little tornado came out
from the bushes; Mary and Ronald's growls and grunts were heard coming from the
inside, as well as many scratching and hitting noises.
	The combatants stopped spinning for a moment, showing Mary keeping
Ronald on a head lock. They returned to the tornado's movement again, and stopped
to show Ronald holding Mary on a Nelson (a wrestling move); the scene repeated a
number of times, with them spinning as a tornado, and stopping to show one of them
dominating the other.
	Tornado…
	Mary was punching Ronald's face at a high speed…
	Tornado…
	Ronald was biting Mary's leg…
	Tornado…
	Mary made a judo move, throwing Ronald over her shoulder…
	Tornado…
	Ronald was on top of Mary, with his claws extended, while the girl made her
best to keep them away from her face…
	Tornado…
	Mary was sitting on Ron's back while twisting one of his legs…
	Tornado…
	They were both dancing ballet…
	Tornado…
	They were thumb-wrestling…
	Tornado…
	Mary grabbed Ron by his tail, and made him spin around her, in a classic
Olympic throwing movement. Once he had enough speed, Mary released her grip,
sending him flying against a tree; Ronald, totally dizzy, handled to take a white flag
out from his body's pocket, and wave it.
	Hillary and Shirley watched at the scene in amazement. What surprised them
the most, however, was the fact Ronald then returned back to his feet, smiling to
Mary, who returned the smile and helped him dusting off. The hyena and the loon
walked out from their hiding place, and directed to them.
	"Okay, what was that? Training for Wrestlemania?" Hillary asked, raising an
eyebrow. Ronald and Mary finally noticed them, and Mary answered.
	"Hey, we didn't saw you. No, Hillary, Ronald is just helping me with a scene I
have to play for the class of "Classic Scenes"; you don't have it this semester. I'm
gonna perform a Tarzan's classic, you know, fighting a wild animal. I was thinking
about asking Dizzy to help me, but Ronald fits better." Mary explained. Then, she
made a spin-change into a bikini outfit; it had a leopard-like pattern. She was also
wearing a fake-leather belt with a stone knife hanging from it, and her bow had the
same pattern of the bikini.
	"When doing the real thing, I'll be wearing this one. I hadn't decided if calling
myself Melody of the Jungle, or Mary of the Toons." Mary told the other girls while
posing with her fists on the hips.
	"I like the two titles, Mary." Ron said. Then, he directed to Hillary and
Shirley. "Even if I'm not taking that class either, it helps me to have some extra
credits, and is a good way to prepare for next semester, when we'll have it as well."
Ron finished, looking at Hillary at the end. The hyena gave Shirley a regretful look,
and sighed.
	"I owe you an apology, Shirley. I shouldn't have yelled at you." Hillary said.
The loon smiled at the hyena.
	"No harm done. It was an honest mistake. If I hadn't felt that they weren't on a
real fight, I would have alarmed as well. Well, I guess Mary and I should leave you
and Ronald like, alone, or some junk." Shirley said, and, after Mary returned to her
normal outfit, motioned her to leave. Mary shrugged, and directed to Hillary and
Ronald.
	"Don't eat each other's heads, okay? See you guys tomorrow. Thanks again,
Ron." Mary waved bye, and she and Shirley left. Ronald then looked at Hillary, with a
quizzical expression.
	"Wait… you want to talk to me?" Ronald asked. Hillary nodded.
	"Yes…well, you see… man, this isn't going to be easy. Well, I just want to…
apologize to you, Lion-O. I hadn't been exactly a nice classmate since we met, and
you don't deserve it. You even helped me with Arnold a while ago, and now you
agreed to allow Mary to beat you on purpose to help her with a class. Guess I
misjudged you." Hillary said while rubbing her left arm. Ronald smiled at her.
	"Well, maybe I misjudged you as well. I thought you were a really nasty girl
for treating me like dirt for no reason…but it seems you can accept your mistakes. If
you really regret it, then I'll have no problems accepting your apology." Ronald
extended his paw.
	"So…friends?" Ron asked. Hillary saw the paw in front of her, and smiled,
shaking it as well.
	"Friends." Hillary looked at Ronald's face, and her smile grew wider. He was
actually a nice guy, and maybe befriending a lion wouldn't be such a bad idea; she
was running out of wild cats' names to call him anyway.
	"You know, maybe I can help you and Mary with that routine. I know plenty
of wrestling moves, and I'm sure you can learn a few." Hillary said, still holding paws
with Ronald.
	"Hey, good idea. What kind of moves do you know?" Ron asked. Hillary
smirked, and, without any warning, twisted the guy's arm, and made him spin on the
air, sending him against the ground, right over his back.
	"Lesson number one, pal, is never accepting a handshake from your wrestling
opponent." Hillary laughed. Ron smirked, and since she hadn't released him, pulled
the hyena to the ground as well, rolling with her. Hillary was surprised, and, before
she could notice, Ronald was on top of her, pinning the hyena to the ground.
	"Hey, that was fast! Who taught you that stuff?" Hillary asked, impressed.
	"My parents; my mom is quite good with street fighting, and my dad just loves
to roll on the lawn, and is pretty strong, so I'm a natural." Ronald replied. Then, they
stared at each other for a moment. Hillary chuckled.
	"Are you planning to keep me down here all day?" Hillary said with a smirk.
Ronald released his grip, and rubbed his neck, while moving apart.
	"Sorry. You aren't hurt, right?" Ronald asked. Hillary gave him a good natured
punch on his shoulder, and both toons stood up.
	"I'm not that weak, Mufasa. Come on, I'll allow you to invite me a milkshake
at the Weenie Burger. Be a nice guy, and next time I'll possibly pay." Hillary replied.
Ronald chuckled, and then both toons walked away to have their first real peaceful
snack together.
	Much later, that night, Hillary was with her parents in the park. Since it was a
full moon's night, many animals that liked to howl at it were present there; the park
was a common place, because that way the animals wouldn't disturb the people with
the noise.
	Minerva and Ronald, on their apartment, were at the place's balcony, looking
at the sky; they didn't like to howl, but enjoyed watching the full moon as well. It was
a cloudy night, so the moon would take a while to appear.
	Meanwhile, at Acme Looniversity, two figures were sitting on top of the
clock's tower. One was a duck with a dark disguise, resembling a bat, and the other a
pig with a colorful outfit.
	"I don't know, Plucky… I mean, Batduck. I still think we shouldn't be here.
We can be in trouble for sneaking into the Loo at this time of the night." Hamton, on
his Decoy's identity, directed to Batduck.
	"Don't worry, Decoy. We'll not enter the place if not needed. We'll just stay up
here, with the night vision's binoculars. I'm sure Wally is hiding something, and this
way, if anyone arrives or leaves tonight, we'll be the first ones to know." Batduck
replied. Then, both toons started searching from their watch's spot, looking for
anything suspicious.
	A few moments later, the moon was now visible, and the animals at the park
started howling. The hyenas were particularly noticed, since their howling was a
mixture of howling and laughter.
	HAAAWWWWLLLHAARHAAR!
	At the Loo, both Plucky and Hamton could hear them clearly. They didn't
notice a shadow moving next to them, and the shadow didn't notice them as well.
Suddenly…
	HHOOOOOOOWWWWWLLLLL!
	"YIKES!" Batduck and Decoy screamed and jumped at a time, scared by the
howling sound behind them. They were near the tower's edge, so they fell to the
ground at high speed.
	Before they could reach the ground, a red and yellow blur dashed at one side
of the tower, and started running in circles behind them, creating a tornado. The wind
caught Batduck and Decoy, and, softly, deposited them safely on the ground. The blur
then stopped, revealing Wally using a red one-pieced disguise, with lots of yellow
lightning marks on it, including a big one with a white circle behind it on the middle
of his chest. Plucky and Hamton opened their eyes in awe.
	"Wolflash. The Fastest Mutt Alive." Wally chuckled and spin-changed back to
his normal self. "Nice disguises, guys. Sorry for scaring you; I climbed to the tower to
have a best view of the moon, and didn't notice you were there. What were you guys
doing up there, anyway?" Wally asked. Plucky then talked, using a story he already
had prepared in case anyone discovered them.
	"Well, as you can see, we are practicing some tricks for a routine. We are
having "Superheroes" this semester, and wanted to be ready for next week's class. I
heard Bugs is inviting Darkwing Duck as a guest lecturer for some days." Plucky
informed; the last part was true, as Daffy confirmed to his pupil that morning. Wally
wide opened his eyes.
	"No way! I'm a great fan of that duck's work! I even have a good
impersonation of him. Look." Wally spin-changed, and re-appeared wearing the
classic DW's outfit (grey fedora, blue turtleneck, purple jacket, mask and cape), and
talked in a dramatic tone. "I'm the Hunter that Howls in the Night. I'm the Fang that
chews Evil. I, am DarkPaw Wolf!" Wally wide opened his cape, making an heroic
posture. Even Plucky had to admit he looked good, and Hamton clapped his friend's
work.
	"I'm sure Darkwing is gonna like it, Wally." Hamton said. Wally changed back
to normal, and thanked him.
	"Yes, it was nice. Well, Hammy, we'll better leave so Wally can rest. See you
tomorrow, buddy." The duck said while grabbing Hamton's arm, and waved bye to the
wolf. Plucky thought that, now that Wally had discovered them, he would be alert all
the night, so decided leaving was the best option.
	Once Plucky and Hamton were gone, Wally spin-changed back to his
Darkwing-like outfit, and took a grappling gun out from his body's pocket. Spin-
changing into super-powered toons, like The Flash, could be really exhausting, and
Wally decided it would be faster and easier to return to the tower this way. He shot to
the tower's upper part, and once the hook was secure, activated the gun's mechanism
to retrieve the cable, pulling him up to the tower. Once there, he changed back to
normal again.
	"That was close. Those two almost ruin everything." A female hidden in the
shadows, the same one that Wally helped to go into the Loo the previous day, talked
to the wolf.
	"Yes. Finding them was a major surprise. Good thing I could save them from
smashing against the ground. And I'm glad they didn't saw you." Wally paused, and
gave a long look to his companion.
	"Can I say you look great with the moon shining over you?" Wally said,
blushing slightly. The female chuckled.
	"You are the only guy I know that can be so nice without sounding corny, you
know that?" The female said. Wally and her kissed then for a few moments, and then
turned to see the moon. For one more night, at least, they were undiscovered.
	TO BE CONTINUED…


The New Students 3.

TRAINING TO WIN.

	"Eagle Girl to Pumped Dog, reporting there's no suspicious activity; over."
Sweetie talked to the communicator hidden on her pilot-like helmet, while flying
around the Looniversity.
	"Big Sneeze reporting as well, sir; no spies detected around here, either. Over."
Sneezer talked to his communicator as well. The little mouse was walking on the
woods surrounding the school. Arnold, on the football's field, was pleased; he had the
idea of asking Sneezer and Sweetie to work as Surveillance Officers during the team's
practices in case the Perfectos were still sending spies to check on them; since both
toons were quite small, it was easier for them to locate the spies without being
discovered themselves, and, if needed, they had communicators to contact Arnold and
ask for back-up.
	"Vood. Now, keep with your duties while I make these weaklings do something
okay, for a change. Over." Arnold replied, and directed his attention to the toons in
front of him. As usual, he used the P. E. class to start the students' training; Max was
the only one running laps on the track, since he wasn't on the team. Hillary, as agreed,
was there as well, practicing some plays with the boys.
	Arnold was actually pleased with the new students. Hillary was as good as she
claimed, and, along with Dizzy, Ronald, and Marcus (who was on the team as well),
Acme had a good strength's reserve, something they had lacked for a while. Wally
proved to be the fastest runner, right after Beeper and Calamity, and was quite good
coordinating the plays. Add Buster's leadership, the other toons' skills, and some new
plays both Arnold and Buster designed, and the team's chance to win not just the Acme
Bowl, but the Nationals, was quite good.
	However, not everyone adapted so well. Skippy, just like it had happened when
playing dodgeball, was a magnet for the balls, but, sadly, wasn't so good catching
them, so the little squirrel always ended getting his face hurt, even with the helmet's
protection.
	"Squirrel, stop playing. Go to the bench five minutes, puny rodent. The rest of
you, keep playing, girls." Arnold said, but was cut by Hillary's angry glare. "I mean,
people…or animals, or vhatever you are." Arnold corrected himself. Hillary smiled,
and kept practicing tackling with Ronald and Dizzy.
	Skippy sat at the bench, feeling terrible with himself. He had become better on
the classes, but the P.E. wasn't easy for him. What hurt him the most, however, was the
fact Wally was performing much better than him, and he felt that would make his aunt
angry, or worse, sad or disappointed. Skippy sighed, and took a drink from a water
bottle. If he couldn't find a way to play better, he might as well end running alongside
Max, or as the team's water boy. While he was sulking, however, Skippy noticed a
metallic bright coming from the bleachers. Since everybody was busy with the
training, he sneaked away to check it.
	The bright came from a video camera; holding it, there was a weasel, who had
a cell phone on his other paw, and was narrating the whole training to the guy the other
side of the line.
	"These guys are good, Mr. Rat. Even that hyena girl can kick some butts… and
she doesn't look bad on the uniform, either. Our inner agent is doing it well. Wait to
see the video." The weasel said. Then, he felt someone tapping his shoulder. He turned
around to see Skippy disguised as a hotdogs' salesman.
	"Here you have it, chum; one with lots of chili, courtesy of the team." Skippy
handled a hotdog to the weasel, and then dashed away.
	"Hey, thank you… but I don't like spicy meals. Hey, wait a minute!" The
weasel then gave a second look to the hotdog, and noticed that he was holding a
dynamite stick, covered with catsup, inside a bun.
	BOOOOOOOOM!
	The charred weasel flied right in the middle of the field, with his camera and
phone totally destroyed. When he recovered his senses, the toon gasped; the whole
team was surrounding him, and Skippy was next to Arnold.
	"I caught him passing information to the Perfectos. He was even taping us."
Skippy informed the coach. Arnold growled at the little predator, and then looked
down at the squirrel.
	"Nice job, puny squirrel. Well, since you are not a vood player, maybe I can use
you as another vatcher. From now on, you will be in charge of the surveillance around
the field while we train." Arnold informed Skippy, who now had a proud look for
finally being able to do something useful. Arnold returned his attention to the weasel,
and sounded his whistle.
	"Okay, team, tackling practice. The puny wimpy weasel is our dummy." Arnold
said. One moment later, the whole team was taking turns to tackle the fallen weasel.
After Plucky did it, he walked away from the rest of the team to wait for his next turn,
and then Skippy took his chance to talk to the duck.
	"Psst. Plucky, there's something I didn't tell Arnold. The weasel said the
Perfectos had an inner agent. Maybe is Wally." Skippy murmured the duck. Plucky got
a sly look and watched the wolf, whose was now on his turn to tackle the weasel.
	"Maybe you're right, kid, but let's keep it for us by the moment. The Perfectos
always threat their spies so they don't say a thing when they're captured… I know it
well." Plucky sighed, remembering the time he spied on his team for the Prep. "So, this
weasel isn't going to say a thing. We'll better open our eyes, and be ready to act if the
wolf is the spy." Plucky concluded, and returned to the practice.
	Meanwhile, at Perfecto Prep, Roderick was angrily smashing his phone.
According to the exploding sound he heard, it was obvious his spy was caught, and
now the Acme's guys would be even more cautious. Rhubella was next to him, sighing.
	"Look, Roddy, why don't you forget about this? You already have a spy on the
team… one you hadn't told me who he is, by the way, and are preparing another
surprise for the game, something you are keeping secret as well. You used to trust me,
remember?" Rhubella said to her boyfriend, more than a little upset. Roderick's rivalry
with Acme was slowly taking his toll on the rat, and started having frictions with Ruby
because of that. Roderick glared at the girl.
	"I know, Ruby, but I must be sure! Those Loosers had laughed at me too many
times in the past, and they'll pay for it! Oh, yes, they will, especially that stinky rabbit!"
Roddy snapped. Rhubella frowned, and walked away. Roddy was never perfect, but
now he was a total jerk, and she was getting tired of him.
	Much later that day, the Acme's girls were having their boxing practice. While
Babs was punching the bag, and Fifi was practicing some moves with Lola, Mary and
Hillary were at the ring, wearing protective gear, on a sparring match. The hyena was
really good, and her punches were quite solid, but Mary had an equally strong defense
and some cool moves as well, so they were perfectly matched. Sweetie was flying over
them, doing the referee's labor. After five rounds, Lola decided they were tied, so
stopped the match. Mary and Hillary shook gloves, and walked out of the ring, while
Babs and Fifi entered for their match. While the human and the hyena were resting,
Wally entered the gym to do some cleaning, but stopped a moment to see the rabbit
and the skunk's fight; Babs had the speed's advantage, and could hit Fifi almost 3 times
for each punch the skunk gave to her, but Fifi's stamina was much bigger, and every hit
she gave to Babs was extremely powerful, so Babs was actually lucky for wearing the
protection.
	Unknown to everybody, Plucky, on his Hudson Duck's outfit (a hat and an open
trench coat, both gray), was hanging from the top of the gym, observing the wolf. He
suspected that, if he was the Perfectos' agent, might be spying the girls' practices as
well (even if the Perfectos had no female boxing team, they liked the bets, making
information about any sport valuable), so decided to keep an eye on him while the wolf
was doing his janitor's job. However, the duck got distracted by the girls' match, and
slipped, falling to the ground. Luckily for him, everyone was so focused on the match
that nobody saw him, but had to hide quickly. When Wally turned to go back to his
job, Plucky was already out of sight.
	Lola stopped the fight after five rounds, just like she did with the previous one,
and congratulated the girls.
	"You all had done it great today, girls. Now, go shower, and see you in a couple
of days. By the way, Buster told me he is organizing a group's night out at the Cool
Club this Friday, and asked me to tell you after the practice. Have a good night, and
have fun this weekend." Lola smiled. The girls nodded, and gave each other a high-
four.
	"Of course, you're invited as well, Wally. You work so hard, you really deserve
a night out." Lola said to the young wolf. Wally smiled as well, and thanked her. The
girls walked through the gym, directing to the bench to deposit their gloves there and
take a sip of water. Lola decided to do some training as well, and started making some
shadow-boxing.
	"Hey, Mary, you are really good. I had fought guys that can't stand me for half
the time you did it. By the way, why there's no male boxing team?" Hillary asked the
human maid.
	"Well, there's the weight detail. Most of the guys that can really fight without
using toon tricks don't have anyone suitable for the sparring matches, so it's quite hard
for them to practice. Besides, Buster and Calamity, who are two of the best, actually
don't like fighting that much. However, Dizzy sometimes comes here with us to serve
as a sparring partner." Mary informed the hyena. Hillary nodded, understanding.
	"Hey, maybe we can convince Ronald to serve as a sparring partner as well. It
would be funny to kick his tail without actually being angry with him." Hillary joked.
The girls laughed, as well as Wally.
	"Hey, girls, I'm curious. Hillary obviously is a tough girl, but why the rest of
you are into this?" Wally asked. Babs directed to him.
	"Well, in my case, the rabbits and hares are natural boxers; we are used to play
that way. Fifi here used to practice fencing and savate, a French martial art, back at her
country, and Mary's uncle is a great boxing fan, so she got hooked when she was
younger, and even learned a few things from the old guy." Babs ended. Fifi spoke next.
	"What about vou, Wally? If zhe Loo has many interested boys, vou guys might
have vour own zeam." Fifi said. Wally shrugged.
	"Well, I don't like boxing that much, but I sometimes do it as an exercise. You
know, just hitting the bag and so." Wally informed the girls. Lola overheard, and had
an idea.
	"Hey, why don't you hit the bag now, Wally? I would like to see your style.
Even if you don't box, this might help you to have condition for other classes, like
Wild Chases, or the football team. That's why I started practicing it, to improve my
reflexes for basketball." Lola said. Wally nodded, and took a pair of the girls' gloves.