Lunch Date
Disclaimer: I don't own TTA or it's characters. Everyone is very thankful I don't as it has saved them a ton on therapy bills.
Author's Note: Oh my God, I'm so sorry...lol!
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It had finally happened. After years of fruitless chasing and planning and being blown up, it had happened.
Calamity Coyote had caught Little Beeper.
He grasped the young bird in his hands, not daring to let go for even a moment. His eyes flashed with barely controlled glee. There was no way he would escape this time. He chuckled silently.
Then Little Beeper had kissed him.
Calamity dropped him and fell back. Little Beeper stared at him with a mixture of confusion and terror on his face. The shocked coyote could only stare stupidly at his, now, ecaping, advesary.
Little Beeper's kiss hadn't been a bit deal. Kissing someone to escape was an old and proud toon method. It caused surprise and usually disgust in your captor causing them to let you go go gag someplace. It was innocent and worked well.
But the captor wasn't supposed to enjoy it.
The captor wasn't supposed to want more.
And for the love of cartoons everywhere, the captor was not supposed to kiss the captive back.
Calamity stared down the road, his hand moving to his mouth, as if to ask why.
He had kissed Little Beeper back.
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Calamity had decided to bury himself in his work. He wouldn't think about Little Beeper. He wouldn't think about his fit body, his shiny feathers and large sparkly eyes. The coyote tried to do some equations. No, he couldn't think of the taste of him, certainly not the kind of taste he was expecting to get. He looked down, realizing suddenly, that he had stopped writing. He had stopped writing numbers and had preceeded to absently write words. "Why?" "Need" "More"
The pencil fell from his hand.
"Need more what?"
Calamity whired around to come face to face with Buster Bunny. He held up a sign "What? Nothing! Why?"
Buster regarded him oddly, "You wrote 'need more'...well 'why? need more" So what do you need more of? I can't help with the why. Have you seen Little Beeper lately?"
Calamity seemed, if possible, more disturbed, "No. I've been busy."
"Well he's been acting really strange."
"Has he?"
"Yeah, kind of how you're acting right now...are you okay?"
"Fine"
"Is he okay?"
"I don't know. I don't care. Go away!"
Buster backed up a little, "Er...calm down, Calamity. I was just trying to help."
Calamity lowered the sign and nodded, a new one came up, "Sorry. Please, I'm busy..."
Buster nodded, mostly unconvinced, "Sure. Later."
Calamity just nodded and picked up the fallen pencil.
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"Well? Any luck?", Babs Bunny asked of her boyfriend as he exited the science lab.
"None. It just got weirder."
"How so?"
Buster shrugged, "Calamity got all defensive and angry when I asked about Little Beeper."
Babs pondered this, "Well, Beeper is his enemy...kind of."
"That's not the strange part though, he blushed."
"Huh? What? When?"
"When I mentioned Little Beeper! He blushed and then got angry. He must've have been embarrassed. But about what?"
"Maybe he's embarrassed that he hasn't caught him yet. And that makes him angry."
Buster nodded, "Yeah, but that doesn't explain why Beeper is so upset."
Babs did a spin take and appeared in Sherlock garb, "Well then Watson. I think we best investigate this strange occurance!"
Buster suddenly in Watson garb, nodded, "Absolutely Holmes! Lead the way!"
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Their first stop was to see, Calamity's mentor, Wil E Coyote, who immediately dimissed the whole thing as nerves.
"Calamity has a lot to live up to, living in my impressive shadow. I mean, while he is quite talented, he can't measure up to my level of genius. Poor boy."
Babs and Buster exchanged a 'yeah right' look.
"But what about Little Beeper, sir?", Babs asked.
"I'm sorry?"
"Why is Little Beeper acting so nervous?"
Wil E scoffed, "My dear, if a carnivous, ravenous animal with a genius IQ wanted you for supper, wouldn't you be nervous?"
"I...guess."
"Exactly. Now be good little children and run along. I have work to do," he shooed them away.
Buster and Babs, had barely caught a glimpse of some blueprints and a large crate marked "Acme: May God Have Mercy on your Soul" when they were shoved out and faced with a closed door.
They proceeded to see The Roadrunner, who basically repeated what Wil E had said but in reverse. Little Beeper had a lot to live up to, Calamity felt inferior, blah blah blah. For somebody who talked via signs, he sure could ramble.
As they found themselves outside yet another door, Buster shook his head.
"And as usual, adults know nothing.", he said.
Babs nodded, then suddenly waved, "Hey Hampton! How's it going?"
Hampton smiled at them, "Oh fine. Hey, have you seen Calamity? I have his notes for 'Advanced Toon Physics' and I'd like to give them back."
"I'd hold off on giving them back if I were you. It's probably best to leave him alone.", Buster said.
Hampton looks perplexed, "Oh? Why?"
Babs waved the question away, "Never mind. Tell me all about your study date with Fifi."
Buster grinned, "Bet the notes weren't needed. Nudge nudge."
Hampton blushed, then snapped angerily, "We studied! She is a lady and I'm a gentleman. I would never! I kissed her goodnight, that's all! Honestly!"
Babs and Buster both looked a little shocked.
"Sorry, Hampton.", Buster apoligized.
"We were only teasing," Bab added.
Hampton calmed, "Oh, I know. I'm sorry. Guess love can make you defensive. See you later guys!"
"Bye Hampton!", they both chorus.
Buster watched him as he left, "Huh. That was weird."
Babs blinked at him, "What was?"
"Well Hampton acted the same way Calamity did. He blushed and got angry when we asked about him and Fifi and Calamity blushed and got angry when I asked about Little Beeper."
Babs regarded him with amusement, "Hampton was embarrassed because he loves Fifi and is shy and defensive about his physical attraction to her. Now say that same sentence but with Calamity and Little Beeper's names in there."
"Calamity was embarrassed because he loves Little Beeper and is shy and defensive about his physical attraction to him.", Buster deadpanned.
"That should sound funnier."
"Maybe it's true."
Babs looked aghast, "That's disgusting!"
Buster placed a hand to his chest, "Why Babsie! I had no idea you were a homophobe!"
"What? No! I don't care if they're both guys! It's just...you don't date your dinner. It'd be like one of us dating a carrot. It's just awkward and leads to bad things. I mean what does a relationship like that say to the world?"
Buster pulled her close and looked deeply into her eyes, "That love conquers all, Babsie?"
"Sure," she whispered as she melted into a puddle, then snapped back up to normal, "So what do we do?"
Buster grinned, "We come up with a plan and play a little Cupid."
End Part One.
Disclaimer: I don't own TTA or it's characters. Everyone is very thankful I don't as it has saved them a ton on therapy bills.
Author's Note: Oh my God, I'm so sorry...lol!
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It had finally happened. After years of fruitless chasing and planning and being blown up, it had happened.
Calamity Coyote had caught Little Beeper.
He grasped the young bird in his hands, not daring to let go for even a moment. His eyes flashed with barely controlled glee. There was no way he would escape this time. He chuckled silently.
Then Little Beeper had kissed him.
Calamity dropped him and fell back. Little Beeper stared at him with a mixture of confusion and terror on his face. The shocked coyote could only stare stupidly at his, now, ecaping, advesary.
Little Beeper's kiss hadn't been a bit deal. Kissing someone to escape was an old and proud toon method. It caused surprise and usually disgust in your captor causing them to let you go go gag someplace. It was innocent and worked well.
But the captor wasn't supposed to enjoy it.
The captor wasn't supposed to want more.
And for the love of cartoons everywhere, the captor was not supposed to kiss the captive back.
Calamity stared down the road, his hand moving to his mouth, as if to ask why.
He had kissed Little Beeper back.
********
Calamity had decided to bury himself in his work. He wouldn't think about Little Beeper. He wouldn't think about his fit body, his shiny feathers and large sparkly eyes. The coyote tried to do some equations. No, he couldn't think of the taste of him, certainly not the kind of taste he was expecting to get. He looked down, realizing suddenly, that he had stopped writing. He had stopped writing numbers and had preceeded to absently write words. "Why?" "Need" "More"
The pencil fell from his hand.
"Need more what?"
Calamity whired around to come face to face with Buster Bunny. He held up a sign "What? Nothing! Why?"
Buster regarded him oddly, "You wrote 'need more'...well 'why? need more" So what do you need more of? I can't help with the why. Have you seen Little Beeper lately?"
Calamity seemed, if possible, more disturbed, "No. I've been busy."
"Well he's been acting really strange."
"Has he?"
"Yeah, kind of how you're acting right now...are you okay?"
"Fine"
"Is he okay?"
"I don't know. I don't care. Go away!"
Buster backed up a little, "Er...calm down, Calamity. I was just trying to help."
Calamity lowered the sign and nodded, a new one came up, "Sorry. Please, I'm busy..."
Buster nodded, mostly unconvinced, "Sure. Later."
Calamity just nodded and picked up the fallen pencil.
*********
"Well? Any luck?", Babs Bunny asked of her boyfriend as he exited the science lab.
"None. It just got weirder."
"How so?"
Buster shrugged, "Calamity got all defensive and angry when I asked about Little Beeper."
Babs pondered this, "Well, Beeper is his enemy...kind of."
"That's not the strange part though, he blushed."
"Huh? What? When?"
"When I mentioned Little Beeper! He blushed and then got angry. He must've have been embarrassed. But about what?"
"Maybe he's embarrassed that he hasn't caught him yet. And that makes him angry."
Buster nodded, "Yeah, but that doesn't explain why Beeper is so upset."
Babs did a spin take and appeared in Sherlock garb, "Well then Watson. I think we best investigate this strange occurance!"
Buster suddenly in Watson garb, nodded, "Absolutely Holmes! Lead the way!"
********
Their first stop was to see, Calamity's mentor, Wil E Coyote, who immediately dimissed the whole thing as nerves.
"Calamity has a lot to live up to, living in my impressive shadow. I mean, while he is quite talented, he can't measure up to my level of genius. Poor boy."
Babs and Buster exchanged a 'yeah right' look.
"But what about Little Beeper, sir?", Babs asked.
"I'm sorry?"
"Why is Little Beeper acting so nervous?"
Wil E scoffed, "My dear, if a carnivous, ravenous animal with a genius IQ wanted you for supper, wouldn't you be nervous?"
"I...guess."
"Exactly. Now be good little children and run along. I have work to do," he shooed them away.
Buster and Babs, had barely caught a glimpse of some blueprints and a large crate marked "Acme: May God Have Mercy on your Soul" when they were shoved out and faced with a closed door.
They proceeded to see The Roadrunner, who basically repeated what Wil E had said but in reverse. Little Beeper had a lot to live up to, Calamity felt inferior, blah blah blah. For somebody who talked via signs, he sure could ramble.
As they found themselves outside yet another door, Buster shook his head.
"And as usual, adults know nothing.", he said.
Babs nodded, then suddenly waved, "Hey Hampton! How's it going?"
Hampton smiled at them, "Oh fine. Hey, have you seen Calamity? I have his notes for 'Advanced Toon Physics' and I'd like to give them back."
"I'd hold off on giving them back if I were you. It's probably best to leave him alone.", Buster said.
Hampton looks perplexed, "Oh? Why?"
Babs waved the question away, "Never mind. Tell me all about your study date with Fifi."
Buster grinned, "Bet the notes weren't needed. Nudge nudge."
Hampton blushed, then snapped angerily, "We studied! She is a lady and I'm a gentleman. I would never! I kissed her goodnight, that's all! Honestly!"
Babs and Buster both looked a little shocked.
"Sorry, Hampton.", Buster apoligized.
"We were only teasing," Bab added.
Hampton calmed, "Oh, I know. I'm sorry. Guess love can make you defensive. See you later guys!"
"Bye Hampton!", they both chorus.
Buster watched him as he left, "Huh. That was weird."
Babs blinked at him, "What was?"
"Well Hampton acted the same way Calamity did. He blushed and got angry when we asked about him and Fifi and Calamity blushed and got angry when I asked about Little Beeper."
Babs regarded him with amusement, "Hampton was embarrassed because he loves Fifi and is shy and defensive about his physical attraction to her. Now say that same sentence but with Calamity and Little Beeper's names in there."
"Calamity was embarrassed because he loves Little Beeper and is shy and defensive about his physical attraction to him.", Buster deadpanned.
"That should sound funnier."
"Maybe it's true."
Babs looked aghast, "That's disgusting!"
Buster placed a hand to his chest, "Why Babsie! I had no idea you were a homophobe!"
"What? No! I don't care if they're both guys! It's just...you don't date your dinner. It'd be like one of us dating a carrot. It's just awkward and leads to bad things. I mean what does a relationship like that say to the world?"
Buster pulled her close and looked deeply into her eyes, "That love conquers all, Babsie?"
"Sure," she whispered as she melted into a puddle, then snapped back up to normal, "So what do we do?"
Buster grinned, "We come up with a plan and play a little Cupid."
End Part One.
