01x09 - Just-Us League of Supertoons/A Bacon Strip/Migrant Mallard

[bunniefuu]

You're lucky. It's Plucky. I'm absolutely

ducky. Other shows seem yucky now that

Plucky's on the air. I'm wacky. I'm

quacky. He's an egomaniac-y. Hampton

plays the lucky of this stuff

extraordinaire. Who knows the way to

close his endless babbling beak?Drop an

angle down upon his feathery physique.

Toast him. Roast him. The show will still

be boasting. It's the Pucky Duck Show and

it's on each week His antics are

frantic At times he gets romantic My

talent's so gigantic It'll burst from

your TV The writers are hackers The

artists all with crackers The actors are

yackers But don't complain, it's free

Rocky goes to Acme Lune to learn to be a

star There are other tootsters at the

school But who cares who they are?So

enjoy, don't be coy And don't fall for a

decoy It's the Pucky Duck Show, come and

laugh aloneI also

wrote this song.

It all began when Decoy and I were

undergoing one of our rigorous training

sessions in the duck cave.

Doggone zipper would get stuck on the

butler's stay off.

Bark, the bat duck communicator.

Someone's trying to get in touch via my

super secret hero's only frequency. Bat

duck here. Please don't have a cow,

but I can't-- Oh, hello, I'm here. This

is...

Heidi hi, you grim and austere duck

knight, you. Ah, super pun.

All-American hero and leader of the

Justice League of Super Toons. You honor

my humble duck cave. Yes, I know.

Listen, ductykins, we've had a spot open

up in the league and we're wondering if

you'd like to sign on. Me?A

member of the Just Us League of Super

Toons?Eh, I guess I could pencil you in,

sure. Peachy, pop round to headquarters

tonight and we'll swear you in. You can

rest assured, I will uphold the League's

proud tradition of honor and dignity.

Just think we'll take hostage. Once we're

in the Legion, the world will be in our

feet. There'll be back to comic books,

toys, movie options, licensing

deals, and the chance to fight

injustice alongside the world's greatest

heroes. That's right, burst my bubble,

you little killjoy.

Here you go, son. Don't scratch the

chrome. Yes, sir.

Ha! So the Just Us League is swearing in

a new member. Well, he'll also meet his

doom at the hands of Wex Ruthor.

Hi, guys. Don't get up. Ah,

bad duck. I'd like you to meet our little

group. I'm sure you recognize

Little Dasher.

Next, say hello to Hawk Loon

Hello. What say we ruffle each other's

feathers, hmmTo

my right are Wonder Babs,

Aqua Mutt.

To my left is Pink Canary.

Teen Arrow.

And the Mystic Maid of Musk

Santana.

Pull yourself together, Decoy. You'll

make me look bad. So, tell

us, Ducky, you've seen our miraculous

powers. What do you do?

I use my fearsome creature of the night

image. Along with my stunning array

of high-tech weaponry to subdued demented

criminal scum. What?Is that it?Don't you

fly or turn into a batter to something

stunningly super powerful?Nope.

But I am a heck of a claw dancer.

Oops, our mistake. We thought you were

something more than just a puny,

egotistical, green duck.

Reject.

Nothing personal, Ducky, but that's why

we call ourselves the Just Us League.

It's Just Us Supertoons.

Ha, ha. I get it. You're a bunch of

elitist super snobs. Well,

I wouldn't join your little quilting

society if you got down on your knees and

begged me. And

you're not, are you?

Fine.

Well, huffy. Still, we're better off

without the likes of him.

Say your prayers, Super Toon CoonsWax

Muthor is here. Get lost, Muthor. We

know you don't have any superpowers

either. But I will once I steal yours.

His suit's got a built-in superpower

transfer thingy. Right. I'll

soak up your powers and become the

nastiest supervillain ever. Guess

what?I forgot to get my parking ticket

validated.

Oh, well, I see you're busy. We'll just

be on our way.

I'll absorb your power first.

What's wrong?I feel so strange. Well,

that's because all you've absorbed are

the powers of a puny, egotistical green

duck.

Correct, even though no one could absorb

all of my ego at once.

And that's how Decoy and I won key

positions in the Justice League.

Hey, Wonder Babs, you forgot your keys

again.

Life is a series of stark realities and

bare facts. A naked truth, as Hampton

Pig will discover.

As he sets his hooves into the acne

anchor zone. But it's the perfect night

for skinny dipping, Hammy, old pal.

Don't be a lily-livered, yellow-backed,

jelly-spined, chicken-hearted,

corn-guzzling mama's pig. Hey, I

don't guzzle all that much corn, and you

know it.

Come on, we'll sneak a lap around Monty's

pool, then brag about it to the g*ng.

But But why don't you go first?What kind

of lousy friend would I be to hog all the

glory?Gee, I'm sorry,

plucky. Then get your ham in gear.

Unlike cats, pigs never land on their

feet. No, but we

bounce pretty good.

Are you coming or not?I'll keep a lookout

while you take the plunge. Besides, why

should we both risk getting busted?A

quick dip couldn't hurt.

Woo-hoo! Take it off!

Whoa! There. It's neat to be neat.

Low class pool crashers, turning my



water. I wouldn't swim in anything less.

I'll fix them.

Hampton is at the mercy of that ruthless

brat. This is a job for

someone else. I'll teach you to

trespass, slop breath. This little

piggy's crying wee, wee, wee all the way

home without his pants.

Plucky. Plucky.

I'm all alone and naked. What will

people say?

Get a grip, Hampton. Just find some

protective cover and you'll be fine.

Uh-oh.

Calm down. It's a very dark night, and no

one is out. Just hurry home and no one

will see you. Next on our Acme Acres

sightseeing tour is the estate of Montana

Max, and to your left is a naked pig.

Oh, good evening, Hampton.

Hello, Granny. Well, bye.

Would you help me cross this busy St.

please?As a loyal

pigscar, it's my duty. Oh,

it's so rare to be a high,

moral young person these days.

Just what is everybody honking about?

Oh, you nasty little scare.

You should be ashamed.



sight.

So the nightmare ends.

Spy, sweet spy.

Surprise!

It was my job to stall you while they set

up your surprise birthday party. Good

thing I'm in my birthday soon.

Portrait of a pig without blanket. A grim

reminder that raw pork is a subject best

left untouched, particularly in the

Acme Acre zone.

See your players, rabbits.

Stay out of my carrots, you little

whippersnappers.

Phew, that was close,

Buster. Why do we do it?

Do what?Why do I take such crazy

chances just to sink our teeth into

carrots?Hey, we're rabbits, bats.

Carrots are in our genes. Buster, we

don't even wear pants. No, No I

mean our genes, our heritage.

Our wild rabbit ancestors foraged for

carrots. And so do we. It's in our

blood. It's all instinct, like the call

of the wild.

Take those ducks flying south for the

winter, for instance. Pure instinct.

For someone like Plucky, that's the real

call of the wild.

Make it stop! Make it stop!

Make it stop! Hey, put

a sock in it, will ya?I'm trying to get

some sleep down here for Petty's sakes!

Crazy quackers. They're not going to talk

me into flying south for the winter. Not

this little green duck. Side it,

plucky, slide it. No!

I can't fly south! I hate flying!

Unless I'm in first class and there's a

movie I haven't seen.

No, no I don't want to leave all my

neat stuff behind.

No! I don't want to go!

Migrating gives me migraines!

Oh, I give up.

My beaky brethren beckon me. Hey, guys,

wait up!

Babios, Acme, Achers...

So long, Tuggy!

See ya next spring! Who's he

kidding?He'll be back by morning.

Anybody in the mood for a slushie?

Whoa. Slow down, crew. What's the big

rush?Excuse me. Pardon me.

Excuse me. Excuse me. Hey, watch the

wings. Watch the wings.

Hey, Sarge, how about a pit stop?My

Walkman needs new batteries. Say, that

ball looks like a swell place to cool our

heels. I mean, we could all freshen up.

Maybe catch a flick.

Play some arcade games?Grab a pizza?What

do you say?Hey!

Wait for Plucky!

Hey! Yuck!

What gives?

Why are you guys sniffing the mud?

What are you guys eating?

Stop. I've seen enough. You

guys can't be happy eating this slop.

I'll take all of you someplace where we

can get some real food.

Plucky. A party of 28 for dinner.

No, no, noAll food deliveries in the

real. We're not on your menu.

B dots are here to dine. I'm taking my

people out to dinner. Now wait your...



Only the best for me and my brethren.

Roast doc, is this your sick

idea of a joke?Get it out of here before

my relatives see it.

Don't fill up on bread, guys. You'll have

no room for dinner.

Hey, get back here!

My relatives are from the sticks, you

know, but hey, they're good people.

Hey, I've been thrown on a better dunce

than this!

Who needs food?Hey, guys,

look! Our own private playground!

Yes, sir. A duck's got to kick back with

his own kind and...

share the joys of Duckdom.

Oh, it's hard for me to say this, chums,

but I realize that I'm a civilized duck.

Now, call me crazy, but I prefer pizza to

worms in a in a warm house to this

freezing park. What I'm saying is,

this has to be farewell, folks. Now,

don't try and stop me. It's all for

the... best.

Apparently, they agree.

Well, Plucky, welcome back to Wack Me

Acres. It's great to be here, bunny. But

I'll tell you, that's one experience I'll

never forget.

And I bet those ducks you were with won't

be forgetting you either.