The Acme Hotel didn't pay particularly well -its avian hotel manager, Canard McQuack, was a notorious skinflint- so each of the toons were conservative in betting the little money they had on them. Larry The Mouse opened his wallet and a few moths fluttered out to the sound of a sad trombone so Mac The Lion kindly lent him a few bucks.
As the group broke up, Charlie The Cheetah started to worry that he might not win the bet after all. What if the football jocks were "recruited" by the big bullish coach of ToonWorld High, or if the blonde haired Cheer Captain he'd seen check-in was seduced by the always suave Sam The Skunk who worked in the hotel gift shop?! No, he needed to tilt the tables in his favor somehow. Remembering that he still had a credit with the omnipresent Acme Corporation from a faulty flamethrower he'd returned last week, Charlie dashed out a letter requesting a cannister of Acme's A#1 Giggle Gas and dropped it in the mailbox outside. The Toonworld mail system was largely manned by speedy roadrunners and mice and within two seconds, a postmouse had arrived and scurried away with his request.
Charlie had heard of some company in the human world that delivered all kinds of items within a day or two after they were ordered on "The Web" (whatever that was -probably some strange spider-organized mail system) but there's no way they could be as quick as Acme Corporation. Within three more seconds, the postmouse arrived back with a medium size tank of Giggle Gas. Usually it was around two seconds so Charlie assumed they'd been out of stock.
Charlie's plan was simple. Giggle Gas was used for many purposes in ToonWorld. It could make a toon even sillier and more entertaining than normal when inhaled directly and could quickly inflate toons who'd been squashed flat by the occasional steam roller or piano. In addition, as one unfortunate (or as Charlie believed, fortunate) tourist named Carl Smith discovered, it could turn humans into toons if the gas merely touched the surface of the skin. Carl was a bit of a celebrity now, having been the first human gone cartoon. Charlie remembered years ago catching a glimpse of Carl "the Cat" Smith as the grey furred feline's absurdly long limousine slid by on Anville City's main boulevard.
In any case, Charlie was going to head up to the rooms of the regular teens-the ones who were obviously not part of any of the typical high school cliques- and let some of Giggle Gas out underneath their door during the night. He couldn't do it all at once since his bet with Larry the Mouse and Mac the Lion assumed the kids would turn by "natural" toonification, which was something of a slow process and didn't occur instantaneously. However, he figured that three evenings of exposure to the gas should do the trick. Also, to make sure that the teacher he'd seen leading the senior class trip didn't get in the way, Charlie was going to give him an extra dose of the gas every night. Not only would that transform the man more quickly, but it would also make him an extra silly Toon. With any luck, Larry and Mac wouldn't notice and the teacher would allow the kids to go full Toon without any fuss.
As it was already late in the evening and the ever-smiling sun above Anville City had swapped places with the kindly looking moon, Charlie decided that it was as good a time as any to head up and give the kids and their teacher a taste of Giggle Gas.