"Why Me?"
Written March 16, 1998


	Furrball, in one of his curious moods, decides to go to the zoo.
The first group of animals he visits are the lions. As he peers over the
railing, the lions notice him. The lions, being hungry as usual, start
growling at Furrball, and other ongoing visitors. Furrball drops a
pebble into the pit, and it hits a lion on the head. "Why you little freak!
I outta..." he says angrily.
	As Furrball runs away, very stunned, a City Zoo janitor catches
him. "Hey, what are you doing out of your cage,  little cub! We'll bring
you right back to where you belong." The janitor brings Furrball right
to the lion's pit!
	"MEROWWW!!!" he screams as the janitor throws him in.
	Suddenly, he's surrounded by the lions. Furball notices the first
one in line is the one he accidentally dropped the pebble on! Once the
janitor shuts the door tight, the lions pounce! Furrball ran right under
them, around the pit walls, and back to the door. The lions were
coming right at him! He's trapped! Furrball starts scraping against the
door, and who does he see? Elmyra! She grabs him and shuts the door
just in time before the lions got out.
	Suddenly, a janitor walks in the corridor, asking, "What are you
doing down here?"
	"I, umm, wanted to see the big kitties up close," she replies.
	"Oh no, little girls arn't allowed down here! Now you go up
those steps and you can see the 'big kitties' from the top." he explained,
alarmed she got down there in the first place.
	Elmyra now leaves the zoo to returns to her house. Once she
sneaked into her room, she took Furrball out from her pocket. Furrball
was packed into a square, so Elmyra had to 'unfold' him.
	As soon as Furrball got back to his senses, he saw where he
was. He screamed, "Meooowwww!" and dashed for the closed
window, but Elmyra grasped his tail, ripping some of the fur out.
	"Aww, does the kitty-witty want a Band-Aid?"

 -One hour later...-

	"There, isn't that better?" Elmyra says.
	Furrball is now wrapped in Band-Aid, from ear to paw! Yet
another hour later, Furrball was de-furred, since he had to get those
annoying Band-Aids off somehow. Now, he was forced to wear a box,
at least until Elmyra saw him. He was then dressed in doll clothes. He
was wearing a yellow dress with sunflowers, and a garden-hat. Finally,
it was dusk. He planned his escape, and later executed it.
	First, he sneaked past Elmyra's many animal plushes, then her
plastic animal figures, then her award shelf, which many were titled
"Most Cruel Towards Animals of the Year," dating from 1989 through
1997. Then, last but definitally not least, Elmyra's bed, where she slept.
He was most cautious at this time, since she could wake up. Elmyra's
window was opened just enough so Furrball could squeeze through the
crack. He made it! 	Now, how to get down. He was up three stories
high, and nothing to jump or walk to. The only thing he could do is
jump 20 feet from the ledge. He looked anxiously around, hoping to
get an idea, but he already searched the house over for escapes, and he
was lucky to find this one. "Merrooowww!" he said, quietly yet sadly.
	Suddenly, he found out it wasn't quiet enough! He had a choice
of constant torture for who knows how long, or one, big, painful drop.
Elmyra almost got him just after he leaped off. You could hear 'SPLAT'
for a mile around.
	Now, back to Furrball, who's body is now about 20 feet below
ground, grasp's the edge of the hole. "Come back, kitty!", Elmyra yells
as she runs franticly at Furrball. 	Furrball leaps out of the hole and
up a tree, but the branch he ends up on isn't as strong as he hoped it to
be.
	Elmyra picks him up just after he falls to the ground (again).
Could Furrball be trapped in Elmyra's torture world for life? Suddenly,
a cloud of dust appears and before Elmyra could say 'help', she was
already scratched up pretty bad. Furrball scrambles from her arms and
runs straight to the junkyard, where his home (and favorite show) are.
	He walks into his home, very happily, to turn on the TV and sit
on his couch. After a few brief (yet pathetic) commercials, Tiny Toon
Adventures pops up! "We're tiny, we're toony, we're all a little loony..."
it goes on. And suddenly, the part of the song that Furrball hates most:
"...and Furrball's unlucky..."


Story written by Derek S.  (E-mail: MinnGuy15@AOL.com)


About the Author (yep, it's me)

Hi. I'm one of those TTA fans out there that likes writing stories and creating pictures. I
haven't watched TTA for a while, so I don't remember a whole lot about the characters,
but I instantly remembered that Furrball was VERY unlucky. It might be because it looked
funny when a piano or something smashed him, or maybe it's just because in the song it
said "Furrball's unlucky..." Either case, I figured Furrball would be a good subject. I don't
do a whole lot of story-writing, so you might consider this story one of my first ones, at
least in quite a while. I may write more stories about TTA soon, including pics. If you
want to see the pics I've made (although only one looks half-ways like Buster, and the
others arn't TTA related), please e-mail me, requesting one or more of these. Hope you
liked the story!