Bugs Bunny x Reader Space Jam

Chapter 4

                                                              Bugs' POV: 

Michael looked at me unamused. "What's goin on here?" He asked me.

"Why Michael, I thought you'd never ask" I plopped into his lap. "You see these aliens from outer space want to make us slaves for their theme park. Eh, what do we care? They're little. So we challenged them to a basketball game. But them they show up and they ain't so little. They're huge! We need to beat these guys" I stated worriedly. "Cuz they're are talking about slavery. They're gunna make us do stand-up comedy, the same jokes every night for all eternity." I told him. 

"We'll be locked up like wild animals and then trotted out to perform for a bunch of low-brow, bug-eyed, fat-headed, humor-challenged, aliens!" I shook his shirt for exaggerating measures.

"Uh, what I'm trying to say is.. WE NEED YOUR HELP!!" I shouted in his face.

"Yeah, but I'm a baseball player now" He argued. 

"Right. And I'm a Shakespearean actor" I said sarcastically.

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                                                        General POV:

Stan looked into the hole Michael was sucked into. "Mike? Michael? It's Stan. Stan Podolak." He says into the hole. "Uh, look, I need you to come out now, ok? Because you got a baseball game tommorrow, and I'd look pretty stupid if you don't show up." He said to himself.

Larry Bird and Bill Murray were walking away from the golf course while talking "Think Michaels alright? I hate to leave him like this" Larry says. "Oh, I'm sure he's fine. I think he just had to get away from that Stan character." Bill tells him. 

"God, he's pathetic, isn't he?" Larry asks. "Yeah, Larry I'm gunna give us both twos back there. We weren't in any emotional state to putt." Bill announces. "I think that's fair" Larry agrees.

The two get in the golf cart and start up the ignition. "Yeah, now if Mike is gone the NBA is gunna need some new people. There's room at the top. An exciting guy who could maybe even perform at half-time. You still tight with David Stern? Bill asks. 

"I mean a phone call from you.." The both of them drive off.

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"Look, I want to help you, but I haven't played basketball in a long time." Michael reasoned. "My timing's all off" He added.

"Eh, we'll fix your timing." Bugs assured him.

"Look at our facilities" Y/n told him.

"We've got hoopth" Daffy says swinging from a net hanging on by a hinge. Snap.  And it's broken.

"We've got weights" Tasmanian Devil holds up two weights and the weight slides off, squashing two mice.

"We've got balls" Sylvester spits out, pulling open a locker filled with basketballs, soccer balls, baseballs, volleyballs, beach balls, bowling balls, and footballs.

"You sure do. This place is a mess." Michael criticizes. "Mess? You're worried about a little mess? There'th nothing here a little thpit shine wouldn't fixth. SPIT SHINE!" Daffy yells.

"SPIT SHINE!" Sylvester calls out after him.

All the Looneys except for Bugs and Y/n spat all over the gym. Bugs looked around smiling while Y/n nudged Michael. "Just watch" She said.