"Why do I have the feeling I know where this going?" Penelope asked, with a smile.

Porky scoffed and held his hands in the air. "Y-y-you probably do, but I think there's at least one twist you won't see coming."

"Try me." Penelope said.

Porky folded his arms and said, dryly. "Batman?"

There was a beat and then Penelope nodded. "Fair enough. Well go on then, we ARE on a time limit and we're all tired."

"Ch-cha-charming." Porky grinned. "Anyway, so yeah. Daffy's 'brilliant idea..."

*High above DC Town Centre, in the main seat of a train*

"Alright P.I.G!" Daffy eyes were gleaming and he was shaking noticeably.

Bugs, seeing this, looked concerned. Daffy didn't usually start shaking and acting like that unless he was about to switch personas and if he switched from his current new 10′s persona to goodness-knows-what-next Bugs didn't know if DC World could handle it.

Porky must have been thinking the same thing because his voice was decidedly worried when he asked. "D-d-daffy are you alright?"

"Absolutely fine Porky my good pig!" Daffy exclaimed. "Now-" He spun around and transformed into a Yzma-esque dress complete with ridiculous hat and eyeliner. "-Pull the lever, Porky!"

The pig looked at the unassuming level and, clasping a hand over his eyes, apologised and pulled said lever. The entire train jerked into action and started ambling along the track.

Porky removed his hand from his eyes and looked around with a look of relief. "T-t-that wasn't so b-b-bad." He said, to himself.

Daffy tapped his fingers against the window impatiently and snapped. "For Avery's sake, what isth thisth? The Granny-Train? We'll never be able to save all these people-" here he jerked his finger over his shoulder at the passengers who were enjoying the leisurely journey. "-If we don't get any fasther than 5 miles an hour! Gimme that!" And - without any warning - the duck darted forwards and yanked the lever further down. Unfortunately - seeing as Porky had already pilled the lever - all this resulted in was the lever snapping off and making it impossible to slow the train down.

Daffy whooped while Porky panicked and started pressing buttons trying to stop the train. In the carriages behind the people started screaming as the train gained ground.

"Watch me save the day!" Daffy yelled as he opened the window and stuck his head out the train.

Having known Daffy for 80+ years at this point Porky knew instantly what the mad duck was planning to do and screamed at him to 'G-g-get in and shut that [Beap!] window, you Idiot!"

Daffy laughed hysterically and blew a kiss at Porky before swinging out the window completely.

Porky hollered after him but then the train lunged violently to one side, by now going to fast for anyone to really take control of it. Porky was forced to give up on Daffy and tried to focus on somehow slowing the train down. Just as he was frantically searching through his hammerspace for an anchor on a rope that he could hurl out the train window the entire thing came to a sudden and violent stop.

Porky was thrown forwards, whacking his head against the controls as he did so. Being a Looney Tune and well-used to having his head whacked against various things, however, he was uninjured and managed to quickly get his senses about him and stick his own head out the window to see what had happened.

Superman. Superman had happened. He was in front of the train, bearing all it's weight on his arms without even breaking a sweat. Porky widened his eyes in amazement he liked seeing the superhero's doing there thing up close. It was awesome.

It took some manoeuvring but eventually Superman had the passengers on the ground and had managed to secure the train so it was no longer a danger.

Porky was amused to see that the passengers were clearly used to this kind of disruption because when they got to the ground the majority of them didn't seem at all traumatised or even slightly shaken and instead just walked off to carry on with their day.

Shaking his head he turned to Superman and asked where Daffy was.

"I managed to catch him as he fell out the window." The hero explained. "I was a bit preoccupied with the train so I handed him to millionaire playboy Bruce Wayne - you've heard of him?"

Porky nodded.

Superman gave a sharp nod and explained he'd be able to take Porky to Daffy as soon as he'd finished with the 'damage control' element of a 'major incident'. Then the scene faded to white.

*Next scene opens up on the outside of Wayne Mansion. Porky and Superman are walking up to the front door*

Superman rang the doorbell [it was much to high for Porky to reach] and Bruce Wayne opened it.

"Good afternoon, Mr Wayne." Suprman said, clearly pretending he didn't know Mr Wayne personally. "I think I handed you a small black duck this morning? Is he here? Only this is his friend-"

"B-b-brother." Porky corrected.

"-Brother - sorry - Porky Pig. From Looney Tunes." Here a significant look passed between Superman and Bruce Wayne.

Wayne nodded and opened the door fully. "You better come in then." He said, in his usual gruff manner.

The first thing Porky and Superman saw when they got in was Albert carrying four trays of junk food in his arms and hurrying towards the kitchen.

"You alright, Albert?" Wayne asked, the gruffness slipping for a moment.

"Perfectly fine, Master Bruce." Albert said, although the bags under his eyes suggested the words were a lie.

Bruce clearly saw through this because he asked, carefully. "Are you sure, Albert?"

Albert gave a tight smile and said. "Let's just say the young Master Duck has a rather large appetite." And with that he swooped off into the kitchen.

Porky cast his eyes up to the heavens and followed the butler through to the kitchen where an absolutely massive Daffy was sat on the table [the chairs being unable to support him] eating food happily of off plates.

The older and more responsible toon put his hands on his hips and snapped. "D-d-daffy Dumas Duck! Wh-wha-what the hell do you th-thi-think you're d-d- playing at!?"

Daffy's eyes lit up and he waved cheerfully at his brother. "Porksther! Good ta sthee you! Here, this food isth good, siddown!"

A close-up of Porky's face confirmed what Bugs was thinking. Daffy had shifted personas from his new 10′s one, which he'd been in before the whole 'Al. ' thing, to his 40′s persona - and the forty's persona was a bit of a nightmare too deal with.

"L-l-leave it to me." Porky told both Superman and Wayne before the flashback faded away.

"So?" Bugs asked. "What happened?"

Porky explained that Bruce Wayne had very nicely put them up in his manor for the entire time they'd been there and had been quite nice to them and as Porky and Daffy already knew about his alter-ego they'd been no issues in that department. Well. Aside from the odd occasion when someone had broken into the manor and/or attempted to kidnap them.

"We were fine." The pig clarified, hurriedly. "D-d-daffy jumped on their head and they soon stopped."

"I'm not suwpwised." Tweety muttered.

"A-a-anyway, the long and the short of it is that the Justice League lot have spent the l-l-last couple of months tying to find a way to send us back. Eventually they managed to build a portal. It was s-s-something of a group effort. Even a few of the villains helped out after Batman threatened them with shutting down Arkham."

Then, it transpired, that when they got back Daffy had had a breakdown, unable to take in that he was in his home world and his mind just snapped. He leapt around the place going 'woo-woo!' until Scratchy was called for and managed to stick a needle in him which sent him to sleep for about 24 hours.

"And dat was when?" Bugs asked.

Porky checked his watch. "...5 and a half hours ago. He might wake up b-b-before 24 hours, but Scratchy says that's the maximum."

There wasn't really much to say after that and the LT's just drifted off to there respective houses for a bit of much-needed rest and relaxation.