"Damian!" laughed Daffy. "Road Runner wants to be called Damian!"

"I know, that was my reaction," replied Bugs.

"Finally, I have found something to laugh at about Road Runner."

"Daff, I know calling him Damian is a little bit odd, but we really should be supportive of Road Runner. If he wants to be called Damian, then that's fine, we shall call him Damian because we're his friends."

"You see Bugsy boy, that's where you are wrong! Road Runner and I are not friends, we are enemies!"

Bugs lifted an eyebrow. "Is that true doc, or do you just like to think that's true?"

"Of course it's true, why would I make that up?"

"Because, I hate to say this doc, but you are a drama queen. You like to create drama when there is no real drama going on. It's like some weird drug for you."

There was a moment of awkward silence before Daffy replied. "Hmph! Drama queen maybe, but I ain't a man hoar that's for sure. I don't sleep around like you do."

Bugs sharply turned his head to his friend with blazing eyes. "And what exactly is that 'sposed to mean doc?"

Daffy rolled his eyes. "Oh, don't give me that Bugs. I know you're a randy man. You, quite literally, go at it like a bloomin' rabbit!"

"Whoa! Now hold on Daff! That's a little insensitive of you to say, don't you think?"

Daffy shook his head. "Bugs, answer this to me honestly, how many of the women have you had from WB studios?"

Bugs was about to protest against the question, but unconsciously a devious little smile began to creep up on his face.

"Ha! I think that dumb little grin of yours answers my question," remarked Daffy.

Bugs sighed. "Daff, I'm not as bad as you think, alright doc? And don't you dare go thinking that I creep around behind Lola's back. I know I've done it to other girls, but I would not do it to Lola."

There was another moment of stifling silence in the air. Daffy rested his head against the car window and looked out at the baron of the desert. There were a few cacti and the odd tumbleweed, which was pretty much it.

"Do you love her?" asked Daffy, still keeping his eyes upon the landscape.

Bugs felt his body go tense. He had never been asked that kind of question before. Although his relationship with Lola was the longest he had been in, he did not know if he loved her. Heck, he was still young, he wanted to enjoy life, and he did not want to worry about love just yet.

Daffy broke his gaze from the window and peered over at the bunny. "Well…do ya Bugs?"

Bugs sighed. "I don't know Daff, that's a big question to ask someone."

Although Daffy was quite an annoying and insensitive character, he did have his limits. Though he disagreed with Bug's carefree attitude towards women, he knew that right now he was touching a very sensitive area. Therefore he decided to shut his beak.

Lola woke up. It was ten in the morning and the bright, warm LA summer sun was piercing through the window. She stretched and rolled over to find the bed space next to her was empty. However this was no surprise, Bugs had said he was leaving early in the morning with Daffy.

She rubbed her eyes and rolled back over to her side, suddenly realising a note left beside her lamp. It was Bug's handwriting and it read:-

'Good morning cutie. Hope you had a nice sleep, be back tomorrow, stay out of trouble'

Much love

Bugs

x

Lola was a down to earth girl and was not really into all this 'lovey dove' crap, but she could not help but smile at that cute little note. She wanted to ring Bugs, but decided against it. She guessed that he'd probably be driving right now, so she did not want to distract him.

Instead, she rang up one of her closest friends. She felt she could do with a bit of company.

Road Runner was driving his Mercedes along the desert road. He too was visiting Wile E. Suddenly his phone began ringing. He glanced down to see that it was Lola calling, so he pulled over and stopped to answer it.

"Hi Lola," he chirped.

"Hey Damian, are you free today? Do you wanna grab a coffee?"

Road Runner had told Lola of his desired name awhile ago. He and Lola were very close and could literally tell each other anything and they loved being in each others' company. However he was annoyed that he could not spend some time with her today. Spending time with Lola always put him in a good mood.

"Argh! Sorry Lola, I can't. I've…kind of got a lot going on today."

"Oh…no, that's ok, maybe some other time then," replied Lola, with slight disappointment in her voice.

Road Runner felt terrible. He knew he had let Lola down. He was about to apologise once again, but Lola had already hung up.

Road Runner sighed and felt like kicking himself. However, for now, he had to get over it, as he had important matters to attend to. So he put his phone in the glove box and drove on.

The silence had finally been broken between Bugs and Daffy and for the past half an hour, they had exchanged witty banter as they usually do. However, now Daffy was trying to direct Bugs through the desert to Wile E's with just a rather rusty old map.

"Ok Bugs, take the next left"

"Are you sure Daff?"

"When have I ever been wrong, Bugs?"

"Err, I am not going to answer that question doc."

Well, of course, as expected Daffy was completely wrong and in fact there was never a left turning. It only took another hour until they finally arrived at their destination.

Wile E lived in a small remote desert town, which had a lovely, friendly community. Everybody knew everybody and if someone was in trouble, all the neighbours would try to help them out.

The community liked Wile E and he was labelled as the 'handy man' of the town. Although he was the reserved sort and not the best with people, he certainly knew how to fix things. If a washing machine had broken down at the local laundrette, Wile E would happily be there to fix it. As long as he did not have to talk to many people and just get on with the job in hand, he was content.

Wile E lived in a neat little bungalow at the end of a row of houses. Although, one could say it was not the most luxurious of looking, Wile E certainly kept it spotless and had a good clean of it everyday. However, you could tell the coyote was not as bothered about his car. He owned a little rusty, brittle looking two door Ford and it did look very pathetic, even more so now that Road Runner's smart Mercedes was parked next to it.

Bugs positioned the Jeep on the pavement just outside the house. They had seen Wile E's little banger and then of course Road Runner's posh Mercedes. They also noticed a smart little Toyota on the other side of the Mercedes and Bugs and Daffy assumed this was Wile E's girlfriend's car. It looked like a typical car a girl would drive.

"Ok, Daff, Wile E's probably going to be very nervous, so play it cool."

"Bugs, I am cool!"

"Ok doc, whatever you say."

The two approached the bungalow's front door and rung the bell. It was not long before Wile E came and cautiously opened the door.

"H, h, h, hey, g, guys," the coyote stuttered.

"Hey Wile E, how are you doing?" chirped Bugs.

"Yeah…I, I'm ok."

"Oh come on! Enough of the yip yap, we wanna meet your new girl!" exclaimed Daffy, as he barged his way past Wile E and into the house.

Wile E sighed and looked firmly at Bugs. "Why on earth did you bring Daffy? I thought it was just you who was coming."

Bugs was caught off guard. He was not expecting this. "Err, sorry Wile E, but I did say on the phone that Daffy and I would be coming, don't you remember?"

Wile E sighed. "Oh Daffy is the last person I want to see right now!"

Bugs was surprised and at the same time confused. "Why? I don't understand doc."

"You'll see. Come on inside."