Hello to everyone! I'm pretty glad to be here again. (Oh. And I'm not?) Yes, it's good to see you as well, Babs.

(Why, thank you! Now, before you tell me to do it, I'll read the disclaimer. Ehem. DISCLAIMER. Ramiro, as you guys already know, doesn't own any Tiny Toon Adventures, Looney Tunes, or Animaniacs character, all of them copyrighted by Warner Brothers. We'll have some characters here copyrighted by Disney as well. Oh, and we want to thank The J.A.M. for allowing us to use his OC here, as well as making reference to his stories. The same goes for one from Nightw2, who allowed us to use one of his characters as well. Also, on this fic we're making reference to some events of previous Ramiro's stories, so if you have some doubts, you can either read them, or ask in a review, as usual.)

Wow, you impress me, Babs. You actually are taking your assistant job seriously. (Hey, if that's the only way I can get in touch with my fans…) Okay, I get the idea. (Oh, you don't. Really, you have any idea about how it feels to be wanted and adored by the masses?) Well, one niece of mine adores me, and she is quite a mass… if you are reading this, I'm just kidding, Laura! (She needs to lose weight, uh? I guess that runs in the family. Cut the donuts, pal!) You know, I think you have some baby fat in here. (What? Oh, no! I'll better go jogging, or my career is over! Zooming away.)

Now, before Babs returns to point at my not very athletic figure… on with the show!

A Dislikable Visit.

A Tiny Toon Adventures story by Acosta Perez Jose Ramiro.

-Meeting The Heroes.

WHACK!

"Come on, Gos! I know you can do better than that!"

"Oh, so you want me to fight seriously? No problem, Pinkie!" Gosalyn Mallard replied while shaking her head to clear her sight after receiving a pretty hard punch from Babs Bunny.

The red haired duckette and the pink doe were at the middle of the Acme Looniversity's gym, on a ring, having a sparring match; both of them were using white tops and red gloves, as well as black head gears, but Babs' shorts were yellow while Gos' were black. Flying over them, Sweetie was doing her role as the referee, while Rita Cat, the boxing team coach, was outside the ring to keep an eye and give advice to both girls. The rest of the team, consisting on Fifi Le Fume, Mary Melody, and Hillary Hyena, and some other toons, namely The J.A.M., Ronald Smutt Junior (Ron or Ronnie for friends, Rita and Runt's son), and Wally Wolf and his girlfriend, former Perfecto Rhubella Rat, were looking as well.

Gosalyn dodged one of Babs' attacks, and then, looking for an opening, threw a hard punch against the rabbit's chest. Babs lost her breath for a moment, and Gosalyn took her chance to hit a couple of times before the rabbit reacted and blocked a third one. Then, using her characteristic agility, Babs placed aside from Gosalyn, and surprised her with a well placed right jab on her ribs. The avian groaned in pain, but refused to give up, and threw another punch, connecting on Babs' chin. The rabbit moved back a few steps while Gosalyn tried to hit her again, but the mammal avoided her, and threw an uppercut against the avian. Gosalyn handled to avoid almost all the impact, and then she and the rabbit had a fast punching exchange, blocking almost as much as they received.

"Okay, girls, that's enough." Rita said to the boxers while Wally rang the bell, finishing the fight. Gosalyn and Babs stopped, and than gave each other a friendly hug.

"You're getting better, Gos. Next time I might not be able to touch you." Babs commented in a happy tone.

"Are you kidding? I have to chase you a lot before hitting at least once! How can rabbits move that fast?" Gosalyn replied in a half-joking tone.

"Hey, there's a reason why we have these feet. Certainly, it isn't for wearing shoes."

Gosalyn chuckled, and she and Babs jumped down the ring. Gosalyn wasn't part of the core team, but she was accepted as a replacement and a sparring partner. Her former martial arts' training from her stepfather, Darkwing Duck, certainly was handy during these fights, but Gos knew that, in a bare-fisted match, the other girls had a good advantage over her, so her membership on the team was actually a great extra training for her future career as a crime fighter.

"Pretty good job, both of you." Rita told the girls when they were down the ring. "You still need to keep alert, Babs; the teasing is useful to make a rival to anger and make mistakes, but it's useless if it makes you careless. And Gosalyn, you are improving a lot, but at times you still keep down your defenses on purpose to make an open attack; that's good when you have a chance to hit, but if overdoing it, you are pretty much exposing yourself to a beating." Rita lectured them, as she normally did after every fight, either a competitive or a sparring one. Of course, she was very proud of the team, since they just recently won the state championship for the third year in a row, and they would fight for the national title in a few months; she was also happy that Gosalyn was two years younger than most of the fighters (except for Hillary, who was just one year older), since three-fourths of the core team would graduate that year, and the cat needed some good replacements once they left.

"Now, let's see… Hillary, you hadn't fought today, right?" Rita asked the hyena, who just shook her head. "Good. We need a sparring partner for you."

Rita scratched her chin while looking at Wally and Ron, who normally were the girls' sparring partners. However, Ronald already had fought a couple of rounds against Mary, and Wally with Fifi. Rita herself was another option, but she already had a lot of extra job that day, not just practicing shadow boxing with the girls before the fights, but having one sparring round with Rhubella, who wasn't really part of the team, but wanted to learn a few fighting moves, just for self defense, and the rodent had improved a lot (even if still not as good as the members), plus the cat had something important to do after the practice, so having a fight, even in a sparring way, against one of the Loo's strongest students wasn't possible.

"J.A.M., I know you have no reason or obligation here, but, can you please be Hillary's partner, just this time? I had seen you in Cartoon Violence, and you're pretty good with non-toony fighting techniques." Rita said to the jaguar.

"I don't know, Rita. I kind of dislike fighting when it's not necessary. I only do it on self defense, or when a class asks for it." The younger feline replied in his usual polite way.

"I know, but you'll be helping me a lot if accepting, pal." Hillary joined the conversation. "You are one of the fastest guys I had ever seen, and besides Ron and your truly, you're like, the strongest student of the school. I'll be very glad if you help me train, and that way you're avoiding me receiving a beating if facing someone faster than me without the proper preparation."

"Well… but no harsh feelings if one of us gets hurt, right?" The jaguar said to the hyena, still a little hesitant. He wasn't just worried about hurting Hillary (even if knowing the girl was one of the few toons around stronger than himself), but also about getting harsh feelings from her boyfriend, Ronald, who was a pretty good friend of the jaguar as well.

"Of course no, J.A.M! I mean, you had seen us training, right?" The hyena replied with a casual tone. "We pretty much kick each other's butt on every session, but before, after, and even during the fight, we are still friends. And well, you know how much Ronnie here and me are in love with each other, and that doesn't change even if we normally spar together and hit with all our strength."

"And don't worry about me, J.A.M." Ronald said to the slightly shorter predator while placing a paw on his shoulder. "I know this is just a friendly match, not a fight for real. After all, you don't get angry with me or Wally when we jump into the ring to go against Mary."

"Yes, but that's because she pretty much gives you two a beating almost all the time." The jaguar said in a joking way, making the girls to giggle and Wally and Ronald to shrug and smile. Mary shook her head while getting a little grin; she actually had a little advantage on those fights, since the boys always used the softest and heaviest gloves to avoid hurting her. Of course, they still were stronger, faster, and more experienced than Mary, so it was a great merit from the girl to actually get the upper hand on many of those matches.

The jaguar finally agreed, and, after giving his poach, watch and chains with religious symbols to Mary, made a spin-change to get a boxing outfit (since he, unlike Wally and Ronald, wasn't dressed for the occasion); when ending the spinning, he had a green head gear, white gloves, and green shorts, while using a shorter, most comfortable version of his trademark black shirt with the words Hecho en Mexico in the front. Hillary, using an outfit similar to Gosalyn and Babs but with dark purple shorts and without her characteristic spiked bracelets (something that, obviously, wasn't allowed in a boxing match) jumped into the ring, with the jaguar right behind her. Rita made them to walk to the center of the ring, and, after checking the protective gear, and giving them some final instructions, made them to touch each other's gloves, and move to the corner she assigned to them. Then, the cat jumped out of the ring, Sweetie flew to locate herself right over the center, and Fifi rang the bell.

Hillary and The J.A.M. approached to the center of the ring, making circles and studying each other's moves. As predators, they were both skilled in detecting a prey's weakness and openings, so they took their time to throw the first attacks, limiting themselves to some soft punches that the other easily dodged or blocked, just to test the rival's strength and speed.

Hillary made the first serious move, trying to connect a direct hit to the feline's chin, but the jaguar avoided it, and replied with a fast jab to the hyena's side. Hillary reacted with a fast uppercut; again, The J.A.M. avoided the attack, and threw one of his own, but Hillary blocked it at the last moment. Then, the hyena started one of her trademark moves, a literal rain of punches directed to several parts of her opponent's body, connecting a few times, but the jaguar still handled to block or avoid most of the attack, thanks to his quick reflexes and natural speed. When Hillary stopped her attack, the feline saw an opening and threw a left-right combination against the girl's head, stunning her, and giving him the chance to connect a well-placed uppercut that almost sent her to the canvas.

The hyena shook her head to clear her sight, and re-started her attack. This time, she decided to surprise The J.A.M. with The Hill Smash, one of her favorite tricks. Of course, this trick needed the feline to be a little apart from her to work, but the girl had that covered. She allowed the jaguar to give her a few hits, and then, in a dashing movement, gave him a strong jab on his belly, making him to move a few steps back and adopt a defensive position. Then, the hyena put her gloves together, and raised them over her head, focusing all her strength on her fists. The girl then punched the canvas with all her might, sending an expansive wave through the ring and causing The J.A.M. to lose balance for a few seconds. Hillary took the chance to dash against him, and gave the jaguar a powerful hit on his chest, and then a left hook that almost sent him down. Sweetie noticed the feline was out of breath because of the first hit, so told Hillary to go back to her corner for the moment.

"Hey, J.A.M., are you okay? We can stop if you want." The canary asked the jaguar, who took a deep breath and shook his head.

"I'm fine, Sweetie." The jaguar replied with a smile, and then looked at Hillary. "So, you want this to be a full-strength match, uh?"

"If that's fine with you, yes, I mean, my rivals aren't going to be soft with me, so if you're holding back, you're not really doing me a favor." Hillary grinned widely, and the jaguar nodded. He then moved back to the ring's center, and made an inviting movement with his right glove; the hyena playfully smirked, and approached him in a fighting stance.

The hyena threw a direct hit to the jaguar's head…

WARP!

And missed. The hyena got a confused expression, noticing the jaguar wasn't in front of her, and, a split second later…

UNWARP!

PUNCH!

The feline appeared from behind Hillary, and, when the hyena turned to look for him, received a powerful hit on the head. The girl shook her head, and tried to fight back, but the jaguar continued his attack giving a right-left-right combination to her belly and head, and then a dashing uppercut that sent her to the canvas. Sweetie made him to go to a corner, and started counting at the stunned hyena.

"One, two, three, four…"

"That's going to leave a mark." Wally whispered to Ruby, who was watching the fight right next to him.

Hillary shook her head and rubbed her chin while, slowly, returning to her feet. Sweetie gave her a fast check-up, asking her if she could continue. The hyena looked at the jaguar, already back to his fighting stance, and grinned.

"Of course I can continue, Sweetie." Hillary said to the bird right before getting her own fighting stance back. "Come on, J.A.M., let's rock!"

The jaguar and the hyena exchanged a fast series of punches, with none of them getting a clear advantage. Certainly, The J.A.M. was connecting most of the attacks, while avoiding or blocking most of Hillary's, but the hyena, being slightly stronger than him, could resist them, while her attacks, despite missing many times, the few she connected made some major damage. The J.A.M., starting feeling a little tired because of the fight, and resenting some of Hillary's strongest blows, decided to use his warping trick again; after all, she was asking him to use all his speed and strength, and, in toon boxing matches, any natural movement was allowed, and warping was natural for the jaguar.

WARP!

The jaguar disappeared from the front of the hyena.

UNWARP!

The jaguar reappeared aside Hillary… who received him with a roundhouse punch.

WHAM!

The jaguar made a half-spin movement right before kissing the canvas. Hillary moved back to a corner while Sweetie started counting. The dizzy feline shook his head, and handled to stand up right before the bird counted five. At that moment, the bell rang.

"Saved by the bell, uh?" Ruby asked her boyfriend, who was in charge of timing the rounds.

"Yep… but, honestly, I don't know who I saved here." Wally admitted. He was actually glad the fight wasn't a real one, or those two would certainly tear each other apart.

"That's enough for today, kids. I'm making this match a tie, okay?" Rita told the hyena and the jaguar, who nodded to her and then smiled to each other right before the friendly hug the team members always had before the sparring fights.

"That was pretty impressive, J.A.M. I knew you are strong, but never imagined you would be that tough." The hyena admitted.

"Thanks, Hill, and you certainly aren't kidding when claiming you're the strongest toon around. And that trick you used to hit me after warping… that was clever." The J.A.M. commented.

"Hey, we all have some special skills, remember? You have your warping, the voice and languages stuff, and your pressure points attacks, and me, well, I have my strength, my spin-changes, and, of course, fighting back any stunt performed on me once. When I get injured because of a special fighting move, or fall for a cheat or trick, that's normally the only time that happens, because the next one I know the way to counterattack." The hyena chuckled at the end, right before leaving the ring, allowing Ronald to help her down. The jaguar followed her, and jumped down next to Mary and Fifi.

"How are you feeling, Furrycoat?" Mary asked her boyfriend in her usual kind tone while touching his cheek after he removed the head gear.

"I'm fine, Cielito." The J.A.M. replied with an affective smile. "But I think I'm going to be a little sore in the morning."

"Zon't worry, mon ami." Fifi entered the conversation. "Moi am giving Ron, Mary and Sweetie a ride home, so you can come with us and have some rest before dropping you closer to vour house."

"Fifi is right and… I can nurse you if you want." The girl smiled shyly before giving his jaguar a little kiss and scratching his chin, making him to purr in happiness. Fifi and Babs chuckled at the scene, and Rita was about to do the same, when noticing Ron and Hillary were having a similar moment right next to her.

"You know, kids, I like how much you two love each other, but, please, don't overdo it in my presence, okay? Every time you go all lovey-dovey, I think you're going to make me a grandma before time." Rita said to her son and someday-might-be-daughter-in-law, making them to blush like crazy.

"That was pretty cool, guys!" Gosalyn said to both Hillary and The J.A.M. in her usual excited way. "Oh, boy! If we start selling tickets for our training sessions, we might get rich in no time!"

"Girl, you are spending too much time around Plucky." Ruby rolled her eyes while placing a paw on Gos' shoulder. The avian shrugged.

"Nah. I already was like this before moving here."

"No wonder you two are so close, uh, Ruby?" Babs joked, getting a fake glare from the rodent and the little duck.

"Now, girls, and boys, you better shower and go home. I'll put everything on place before leaving; excellent job, all of you, and thanks a lot for helping Hillary, J.A.M." Rita directed to the young toons, getting her usual sly smile.

"You're welcome, Rita… but, and I mean no offense, I doubt I'll agree to do that again." The jaguar replied politely, making everyone to chuckle.

"I can help you pack up everything, Mom." Ronald offered. Rita smiled at him, and then used her blowing finger's trick, that allowed her to get some extra height (more suitable for some tasks) and a little more feminine look.

"Thanks, Ronnie, but it's getting late, and you have to shower and go home to do your homework. I can start packing everything, and your dad will arrive soon to help me and then we'll go home as well. I already have dinner ready, so you can eat without waiting for us." Rita said to her son while placing a paw on his shoulder.

"Oh… you two want some private time, uh? No problem, Mommy." Ronald gave Rita a knowing smile, making her to blush a little and the other toons to laugh.

"Respect your mother, kid. Now, go shower, okay?" Rita kissed his cheek right before giving him a friendly slap on the back. Ron nodded, and he and the other boys went to the boys' dressing room to shower while the girls headed to their own.

"That boy knows us very well, definitely, he does." Rita turned when hearing her husband's voice coming from the gym's door and slowly approaching her, walking on his back legs.

"Yes… and he's growing up so fast. It seems it was just yesterday when he was just a little pup-kitty biting your ears and playing with my tail." Rita sighed, getting a nostalgic look.

"I know what you mean. And he is becoming a great man… or hybrid, or adult, or whatever." Runt scratched his head in confusion, making Rita to roll her eyes. "Sometimes I think it's a miracle we were lucky enough to have him, definitely."

"I know what you mean. Remember when we realized I was pregnant? Everyone kept telling us that it was a major risk for me and the baby, and he might as well have birth defects." Rita rubbed her neck at the memory. "Good thing everyone was wrong."

"That's because he definitely has a wonderful mom." Runt smiled fondly at the cat while getting her in an affective hug.

"And a very nice and strong dad." Rita replied with a fond look as well, and then she and Runt kissed passionately for a few minutes.

"That was good… definitely, very good." Runt said in a whisper after breaking the kiss.

"Wait for the kids to go home, and I'll show you something REALLY good." Rita seductively replied, making Runt to blush and then kiss her again.

None of them noticed a little red bird located on the top of the gym, looking at them with crystal-like eyes, or the moment it left through an open window.

None, that is, except, maybe, a certain blond loon levitating on her bedroom while doing her daily meditation.

"Like, weird, or some junk." Shirley said to herself while opening her eyes, getting a thoughtful yet somehow worried expression. "Either that tofu burger I had for lunch wasn't well cooked, or I'm getting the darkest vibes I had felt since Plucky convinced me to assist to that Ozzy Ozzborne's concert."