It was just another typical grey day in the big city with its tall buildings and busy traffic.
Around a corner, came Bugs Bunny and Daffy Duck.
“Isn’t this great Daffy?”
“Us two being friends at last. No more fighting, no more quarrelling.”
“Well, I just hope it lasts.”
“Of course it will.”
Daffy and Bugs crossed a road shortly and entered a park.
The park turned out to be a very peaceful place with a lake, plenty of trees, fountains, birds, people, dogs a bandstand and so on.
At one point, Bugs and Daffy came upon an ice cream van, owned by Porky Pig.
“Fancy an ice cream?” Bugs asked.
“What can I get you two?” asked Porky.
“I’ll have carrot,” Bugs replied.
“I don’t do carrot I’m afraid,” said Porky.
Bugs was very disappointed.
“Everywhere else does carrot,” he said.
“Well, not here,” said Porky.
“I should go and – “
“Quit complaining,” Daffy said.
“Very well, I’ll have lettuce then.”
“I don’t do lettuce either,” said Porky, who was starting to get annoyed.
“What about turnip?” Bugs asked.
“I don’t do turnip either,” Porky snapped.
“What do you have then?” Bugs asked.
“Toffee, strawberry, vanilla, chocolate, mint, honeycomb, tomato, dirt, raspberry, caramel, butterscotch and pepper.”
“Very well then, I’ll have chocolate.”
“That’s better,” Porky sighed.
He gave Bugs a huge cone filled with some kind of orange ice cream.
“What flavour’s that?” Daffy asked in disgust.
“Carrot,” Porky replied with a note of sarcasm in his voice.
Bugs was furious.
“You told me you didn’t have carrot,” he fumed.
Porky just laughed.
“Think it’s – “
“Shut up Bugs,” Daffy snapped crossly.
It was far from easy for Bugs to calm down.
“What will you have?” Porky asked Daffy.
“I’ll have honeycomb.”
“Honeycomb it is.”
Porky gave Daffy a tiny cone of bright green ice cream.
Daffy found it far from funny.
“This isn’t honeycomb,” he said angrily.
“I know,” Porky scoffed. “It’s grass.”
“A right little trickster you are,” Daffy said furiously to Porky, who just laughed.
“Well, I guess we’ll just have to make do with what we’ve been given,” Bugs said disappointedly.
“Pay up you two,” said Porky.
Bugs turned to Daffy.
“Don’t look at me. I left my money at home.”
“I haven’t got any money either.”
“Come on, pay up.”
Daffy and Bugs were just about to engage in a fight, when –
“I’ll pay for them,” said a female voice.
Standing behind Bugs and Daffy, was Lola Bunny. She was dressed in a pair of pink shorts and a pink vest.
Bugs was hypnotized by the sight of Lola.
“Hey, snap out of it Bugs,” said Daffy.
“Thanks,” Bugs said, once Lola had paid Porky.
“Don’t mention it.”
“Who might you be?” asked Bugs.
“My name’s Lola.”
“Care to join us, Lola.”
“Don’t mind if I do Bugs.”
“He’s at it again,” Daffy said under his breath.
“You don’t mind if Lola joins us, do you Daffy?”
“Not in the least,” Daffy replied with a slight tone of sarcasm in his voice.
So the three of them wandered off and sat on a bench by a lake, on which hundreds of ducks were swimming.
“You know Lola, I wish I could pay you back somehow,” Bugs said.
“There’s no need.”
“You can’t pay her anyway,” said Daffy. “Seeing as neither you, nor I have any money.”
“You’ll have to excuse my friends attitude Lola. I’ve had to put up with it a lot.”
Lola laughed heartily.
“Why don’t the two of us have dinner together?” Bugs asked.
“Dinner, eh?” replied Lola.
“Okay Bugs. We’ll have dinner at The Pink Buffalo.”
“The most expensive restaurant in town,” said Daffy.
“Yes, thank you Daffy,” Bugs said.
“You know you can’t afford that Bugs.”
“I’ll pay,” Lola said.
“Okay,” said Bugs. “The Pink Buffalo it is then.”
“I’ll be waiting for you at seven,” Lola said.
“That suits me fine.”
“You can’t go there at seven tonight, Bugs,” Daffy said.
“Because we decided to go to the movies.”
“We can go to the movies another time.”
There was silence for a moment.
“Fine,” said Daffy. “Take Lola to The Pink Buffalo. I’m going home.”
Daffy got up and stormed off furiously.
“I’ll get even with you Bugs,” he said to himself.
That evening Daffy set out into the busy streets with only one thing in mind and that was to get back at Bugs. He knew exactly how he was going to do so.
Daffy entered a fancy-dress shop, owned by Taz and brought a white and grey rabbit costume, which resembled Bugs in every way.
He then left the shop, dressed in the costume and got in a passing cab.
“Where to buster?” asked the driver, who happened to be Elmer Fudd.
“The Pink Buffalo,” Daffy replied in his own voice. “And make it snappy. I’m meeting someone there just before seven.”
Daffy’s cunning plan was to go into The Pink Buffalo, find Lola and pose as Bugs, so as to make her believe the real Bugs to be an imposter.
Eventually, Elmer stopped outside a pearly white restaurant with a flashing, bright pink sign reading (THE PINK BUFFALO) positioned above the entrance.
“That’ll be thirty cents,” Elmer said, when Daffy had got out of the cab.
Daffy paid Elmer and strolled into the restaurant, as bold as brass.
The pink dining hall was packed with dozens of people, all eating, drinking, talking and laughing.
Foghorn Leghorn and Sylvester were performing magic tricks on a stage.
As for Lola, she was sitting all by herself at a table in the centre of the hall, watching the magicians.
Daffy was just about to join Lola, when he saw a white female rabbit, sitting at a nearby table.
“I’ve got a better idea,” he said under his breath.
He walked over to rabbit, in order to make Lola believe that Bugs was seeing someone else.
“Hello there,” he said in a romantic voice, sounding just like Bugs. “Mind if I join you?”
“Go right ahead.”
Daffy slumped down beside the rabbit.
“Who might you be?” he asked.
“My name’s Jenny. Who are you?”
“You can just call me Bugs. Everyone else does.”
Lola was watching Daffy and Jenny like a hawk. She got up and went over to them.
“So that’s the kind of guy you are Bugs,” she fumed.
“Who in the world are you?” Jenny asked crossly.
“I’m the one who this two-faced wretch agreed to meet here.”
“Is that so?” Jenny scoffed.
“Yeah, that’s so. I should have chosen his friend Daffy.”
Daffy wasn’t expecting that.
“Now I’m in trouble,” he said under his breath. “I’d better get away from here before things really kick off.”
Daffy got up to leave, but it was too late.
Bugs entered the hall and approached Lola, Jenny and Daffy.
“Hey, what’s going on here?” he snapped.
“On the other hand, I’d better stay here and see this moment of entertainment.”
Daffy laughed to himself.
Lola and Jenny were baffled – baffled by the fact that Bugs had spoken in the same voice, which Daffy had been speaking.
“Who in the world are you?” Jenny asked.
“My names Bugs.”
“Are you for real?” asked Jenny.
“Of course I am. Why do you ask?”
“Because this rabbit’s called Bugs too and he speaks in the same voice.”
Bugs stared at the rabbit costume.
“What’s up stranger?” Daffy asked in Bug’s voice.
“You see,” said Jenny. “He speaks in the same voice as you.”
Bugs grasped the situation.
“That may be so,” he said. “But this one’s an imposter.”
“I wasn’t expecting this,” Daffy said to himself in a fearful voice. “I sure do hope Bugs doesn’t know it’s me.”
“Are you serious?” asked Lola.
“Of course I am.”
“Who is he then?” Jenny asked.
“My one-time friend Daffy Duck dressed in a rabbit costume.”
“The game’s up,” Daffy said.
There was silence for a moment.
“He’s right,” Daffy said in his own voice.
“Daffy’s got me into many situations like this before,” said Bugs.
“Well I’d better be off,” Daffy said.
He got up and made for the hall entrance.
“Come back her wretch,” Bugs fumed.
He drew a lot of attention to himself, as he chased Daffy out of the hall.
THAT’S ALL FOLKS