Babs Revelation
                                By Mike Beebe

Welcome! This is my second of however many stories I do surrounding the love
triangle of Fifi, Buster and Babs. This first started with Buster's Darkest
Desires. And the idea is based on "Oh 'L Amour" by Matt Bermann whose story
helped this story and without this series could not have been done without.
And a special tip o' the hat to Kevin Mickel for helping me with my
terrible typing skills and formatting my story because I write out of MS-DOS
Editor (Don't ask) and for helping me over the rough spots. Send good comments
to MBeebe7769@aol.com. Send bad ones to BGates@microsoft.com
Well, let's get started.
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     Well, it was a happy time for the toonsters, well some of them anyway.
Fifi and Buster were happily together. (Unbeknownest to the rest of
the toons save Bugs and Babs.) Ah yes, that brings us back to Babs.
Remeber from the last story? You don't? Well, Babs found out about
Fifi and Buster the hard way, without them knowing. But, she vowed to
find out more before blowing Fifi and her two-timing, back-stabbing
boyfriend to Kingdom Come. So she came up with a scheme. Which I won't
tell you about. Why, you ask? It would ruin the plotline, silly
     Anyway, it was a new start to classes at the Loo, and Buster was sitting
through another of "Professor" Fudd's lectures on, "Astrophysics and how
it helps in the Hunting Process." Buster was almost asleep when a paper
airplane hit his desk. He thought, "Who could this be from?"
     The paper had a very sweet odor to it, so he opened it. It said, "Bustair, I
miss you already. Meet moi for lunch behind the bleachers. Love, Fifi."
     His heart raced at this thought, and he gazed at Fifi for the rest of class.
"She's good," he thought, "not letting on about us yet.  We need to wait for
the right time." Then, thinking about the meeting, he thought, "Only three more
classes till lunch, and the're easy ones."
     He entered Bugs's class and found a suprise. Bugs approached Buster and
said, "Buster, this is Harold, a new student from a Hawaiian University, and I
want you to take him under your wing and guide him through his first couple
of days. Okay?"
     Buster looked at the nerdy-looking Orange Bunny and said, "Sure, Bugs.
No Prob." Then Buster took his usual seat, and Harold sat right in front of
him. 
     "So, Buster what should we do first?" he asked.
     "After class I'll give you a quick tour."
     Harold replied, "How about some lunch? It's my treat."
     "I can't Harold, I have other plans. Maybe some other time."
      Harold looked hurt, but what could Buster say? He surely didn't want
to break off his interlude with Fifi, but he didn't want to hurt Harold's feelings.
"How about we go to the mall after school instead?" he asked.
     Harold jumped "That would be great, Buster."
     After class, Harold followed Buster to his locker. "That girl right there is
Shirley, Hey, Shirl!" Shirley waved back.
     "And that's Plucky. And that's Hamton. Hey Hammie!"
     Hamton didn't really acknowldege his hello. He knew something was up
with Fifi, she wasn't returning his calls or anything.
     "Who's that Buster?" Harold pointed directly to a picture hanging in his locker
of him and Babs that was very beaten up.
     "That's Babs." Buster replied with a sigh.
     "Is she your girlfriend?"
     "She used to be...."
     "What happened Buster?"
     It was obvious this little fellow wouldn't shut up until he explained Babs.
"She used to be my girlfriend, but she died in a horrible plane wreck. I loved
her very much."
     "Did you find a new girlfriend?"
     "THAT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!" Buster shouted so loud anyone
in a three-mile radius could hear him. "I'm sorry Harold, but I'd rather not talk
about it anymore." He then slammed his locker shut and went to his next class,
chase scenes with Pepe Le Pew.
      Pepe's lectures usually bored Buster, but he was very interested on this
paticular session on "How to Woo a Female Skunk," for use at his lunch
encounter. All this wierd behavior was not lost on Harold. He decided to
follow Buster around without him knowing for the rest of the day.
     After Pepe's lecture, Buster hit supersonic speed to the bleachers. There,
he set up a huge candlelight meal with a light Beetohven sonata playing in the
background. Fifi arrived shortly thereafter, she was dressed in her cheerleader
outfit,and Buster greeted her warmly, "Would the beautiful lady care to take a
seat?"
     He served her and took the seat next to her. Unknown to them both, Harold
was watching from the rafters above. Unknown to the whole world, Harold was
really Babs in disguise. Babs said she would find a way, Didn't she? "Why that
cheating little..." Babs mumbled under her breath.
     About then, Buster and Fifi finished lunch and stood up. "That was great,
Bustair! Thanks!" said Fifi, and then she gave him a big kiss before leaving.
Buster turned a bright shade of red and proceded to melt onto the floor.
     After lunch, Buster returned to his final class, and it was his easiest,
Wisecracking with Bugs Bunny. There was only two students; Buster and,
yup, you guessed it, Harold. Bugs took him to the side so as for Harold not
to hear them. "So, kid. How are you and Fifi getting along?"
     Buster blushed. "It's really good, Bugs."
     "That's good, Buster I would hate for you to do something stupid like suicide."
     Then there was a knock at the door then.  (Now, by this time, you might be
wondering about my perspective and how I know so much about all of this.
Well, that was me at the door. My name is Jake E'stinky, and I am a skunk.
Anyway, let's continue.) Bugs opened the door, and I entered. He looked at me
and asked, "Can I help you?"
     I looked at him and answered, "Are you Bugs?"
     He kept looking at me and replied, "Yes, and who might you be?"
     "I'm Jake. I've enrolled ta the Loo, and I'm in your class."
     Bugs frowned, "But you are not a Bunny."
     I laughed at him, "Sharp as a tack, aren't you?"
     Bugs laughed at this and showed me to my desk. I took a seat near Buster
and Harold, in the middle of them actually. Harold stared at Buster with this
horrible red fire glow in his eyes, it was creepy.
     After class I talked to Buster for a while. "So, Jake. Where are you from?"
he asked me.
      "I'm from Milan, in Italy."
     "But you don't have an accent."
     "Ah, that's the plot hole the size of a Geo."
     Well, we hit things off from the start. Buster, Harold and I went to the
mall. We sat in front of the Ice Cream parlor, and they both had Carrot
Smoothies. I wasn't in the mood for Ice Cream, so I went for a slice of Pizza.
Then, I saw her. The most beautiful ravashing skunk I had ever seen. She was
some shade of purple, but I don't care about the color. I had just seen the most
beautiful Skunkette in the world, and I wanted to kiss her all over. I stumbled
back to Buster and Harold in a half-daze. Buster snapped me back to reality.
"What's wrong Jake? What's the matter with you?"
     I quickly made up a lie. "Uh...I saw some great blue jeans."
     Buster put his arm on my shoulder. "Let it go! Toons were not ment to wear
jeans."
     Boy Buster was pretty gullible. I decided to lead him on. "Oh....ok I will
miss those jeans though." Then I saw her again. "Buster what's her name?"
     Buster replied, "Oh, her. That's Fifi." I stood to go talk to her, but Buster
grabbed my arm, "Don't you dare go talk to her!" Buster quickly sat down after
his outburst and said in a very timid voice, "She has strep throat."
     "Oh....Ok, Buster." That's when I started to suspect there was something
between them.
     Later that night, I stopped by his burrow to bring him sort of a peace offering,
a big basket of carrots. I thought I had offended him, and I was coming to bury
the hatchet. Boy, I wish I hadn't gone there at all. When I walked up the path,
I could hear giggling from inside. It was a Girl's voice with a French Accent.
And I could hear Buster too. I knocked on the hole. Buster came to the door,
he reeked of a skunks special "perfume," and I asked him, "What's going on,
Buster?"
     "Nothing, get out of here!" he hissed.
     I turned away looking hurt as I could. I wanted to know what was going on.
"Did I do something to offend you, Buster? I mean I just wanted to be your
friend." I had noticed that he had talked with a sort of sadness in his voice
behind the hissing. "If there's something you want to talk about, Buster, you
have my ear." I put my hand on his shoulder for a second in a gesture of friendship,
and then turned and left.
     The next day, I was in class with Buster and Harold. Boy, this Bugs Bunny
guy was not as funny as he was cracked up to be. I mean, come on, how many
times can you hear, "What's up, Doc?" and keep your sanity? Oh well. 
     Then, I noticed something strange. Harold was staring straight at me. This dorky
looking orange bunny was looking at me, of all people. I asked him, "What? Do I
have carrot on my face?"
     Harold smiled and replied, "You eat carrots? Wow me too!"
     "Oh jeez," I thought, "how  much longer must I be tortured?" I looked at the
clock, only twenty minutes was left in the class, but this Bunny kept looking at
me, and that started to creep me out.
     I went home after class. I sat in my house thinking, "Boy, I don't know what's
going on anymore. I see the goddess of all Skunkettes, and Buster flips out, and
then this Bill Gates wannabe was staring out at me the whole class period!" And
on top of it all, it was Friday, and I had nothing to do. So, I did what any
normal person would do; I turned on the boob tube. I turned to some show
called "An Acme Affair" with some Merry Melody girl.
     Then someone knocked on my door. I walked to the door, and it was
Harold. "Uh, hi, Harold."  He proceded to walk in and sit on my couch.
"Make yourself at home."
     I sat down by this strange little creature. "So what's up, Harold?"
      Harold looked at me, and he had tears in his eyes. I, in an act of compassion,
put my hand on his shoulder and asked, "What's wrong?"
     He looked up and blubbered, "Well, you don't like me!"
     It was true, but I didn't want to hurt the little guy. "Harold, that's not true.
I like you."
     His eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. "You do? Because I like you!" and he
started to crawl towards me.
     "Hey, Harold, I'm a 90's kind of guy,but I'm not like that!"
     Too late, his was on top of me, kissing me. I felt like screaming. I kicked and
tore at his face, and then something funny happened; his face fell off! I kid you not,
his face fell off to reveal a pink bunny's face. Harold, or whoever it was, finally
released (her?) deathgrip on my head, and spoke. "Whooops. I guess my
secret is out."
     I was shocked. "Who are you?" I demanded.
     She smiled and extended a hand. "Babs Bunny."
     Then a light went off in my head. "Like, Buster Bunny?" WHAM! I was slammed
with a huge Sledge Hammer and knocked unconcious.
     The next thing I remember after waking up was looking into Babs's eyes. I
did the normal thing to do, I screamed like a girl and ran. Yes I ran and
screamed like a little girl. Laugh it up. It was probably the most cowardly thing
I have ever done in my life. Anyway, I ran until I was in the park, and I sat on
the bench to rest not realizing that the pink bunny was sitting right on the bench
beside me.  "Hey, I don't have cooties!" she said in my ear.
     I ran, and I ran from her, but she was always there, so I ran back to my
house and locked the door. But she had beaten me by at least two seconds.
Huffing and panting, I asked her, "Do you know how many land-speed records
you have broken?"
     She replied dryly, "Thirty-Five but who's counting?"
     She started to come towards me again. I held my hands up both for self-defense
and to stop her. But then I thought, "What the hey, she won't leave me alone until I
give her what she wants," so I took her in my arms and kissed her. She melted into a
puddle, and I did the gentlemanly thing, got a mop and put her in a bucket.
      When she regained her composure, I asked her, "Why didn't you tell me you
were a girl?" and then another bell went off in my head. "You are THE Babs aren't
you? Buster's old girlfriend?"
     I expected to get clocked another one, but she just sat down on the couch and
said in a quiet voice, "Yes, I am."
     She started to cry then, so I sat down by her and put my hand around her shoulder.
"Doesn't he know you're alive? I'm sure he still loves you."
     She looked into my eyes with tears streaming down her cheeks, and I brushed
her tears away with my hand. Then she kissed me again, very sweetly, and passionately.
After we broke it off, I spoke to her in a very soft voice, "Babs, do you still love him?"
     She replied, "I do but...."
     "But what?"
     "He's found another girlfriend."
     Another bell went off in my head, the way they were going off, you'd think old
Quasimodo was up there "Sanctuary! Sanctuary!", anyway. "It's Fifi, isn't it?
You saw the way he reacted when I went to talk to her."
     "Yes, and I don't think I can get him back."
     I raised her face to mine. "Never say that, Babs. As long as he still loves you,
you can always get him back. I remeber what my Mother told me in Milan, 'You
can never stop loving someone, to do that, you would have to cut out your heart.'"
     Babs smiled, and I knew that I had made an impact. She looked at me, and
said, "Will you help me get him back?"
     I thought about it for only a second before saying, "Of course I'll help you Babs."
     She smiled broadly then "Then all I need now is a plan...."

=====================To Be Continued....=========================
(Maybe)