HEYO! I'm FINALLY updating my Wilfred story! I know a lot of you have been requesting updates, so here it is! Sorry if it's not as good as the others, but I've been having random bouts of writer's block lately. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter, and please review!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Wilfred or any of its characters. I only own Lola

"So what's the plan?" Ryan asked.

"Once we catch up to him, you distract him and I'll do the rest"

Ryan nodded. "Uh, yeah, ok"

Lola frowned. "Oh fuck"


Lola looked around. "Where did he go?"

Ryan looked around and shrugged. I-I don't know…"

"Shit!" Lola sighed. "Well come on, we need to find him before he does something stupid"


Ryan and Lola turned. The guy in the uniform came over to them. "You'd better catch your dog or…"

"Look pal, we're working on it, all right? Now get the fuck out of our faces and back off" Lola snapped. The guy blinked and looked like he wanted to tell Lola off, but she grabbed Ryan's hand and led him away before the guy could say anything. "Forget that asshole" she said. "Let's just find Wilfred and get out of here"

Ryan was silent, but he was dying to ask Lola the question that had been plaguing him all day. "Uh, Lola?"


Ryan hesitated. "Uh, well… do you think there's something wrong with us?"

Lola stopped and looked at him. "I beg your pardon?"

"Do you think we… have a problem?"

"What, you mean… us? You and me?"

"Uh, yeah"

"Ryan, what the hell do you think is wrong with us?"

"Well… no one sees Wilfred the way we do"

Lola blinked, then smiled and shook her head. "Ryan" her smile widened. "Everyone can see Wilfred the way we do. They just choose not too"

Ryan blinked. "That doesn't make any sense"

Lola frowned, shrugging. "Well what the fuck did you want me to say, that we have some sort of superpower or something?"


"You know what, don't answer that" Lola sighed and shook her head. "Let's just find Wilfred" Ryan nodded. He and Lola walked throughout the park, looking high and low for Wilfred. "Where did that sorry fuck go?" Lola groaned, pushing her fingers through her hair.

"Don't worry, I'm sure we'll find him soon" Ryan said.

Lola's eyes widened and she gasped. "Ugh, I'm so stupid!"


"The pond!" Lola said. "I'll bet you anything Wilfred's down by the pond! I saw that the park has one when we first came here. At the park Wilfred and I used to go to, he would always spend a lot of time down by the pond, harassing the ducks"

"Well let's go to the pond then" Ryan said. Lola nodded and grabbed Ryan's hand again, pulling him along behind her.

As they neared the pond, Ryan could hear an all too familiar Australian accent. "Come on you bloody bastards!"

"Yep, I knew we'd find him here!" Lola said. She and Ryan spotted Wilfred running along the edge of the water, ducks quacking and scattering every which way.

"Come on, I'm not gonna hurt ya! I just wanna...!"

"Wilfred!" Lola yelled.

Wilfred froze and his head shot up. Ryan couldn't help but snicker. Right then, Wilfred sort of reminded him of a deer caught in headlights. "Um... I can explain..." Wilfred started.

"No, I don't want to hear your shit!" Lola said, storming over to Wilfred and fastening the collar back around his neck. "Are you trying to get us banned from this place or what?"

"Maybe" Wilfred snapped. He frowned, pouting a little. "This place is lame anyway"

Lola growled. "Stop being a brat and come on" she walked off, pulling Wilfred along by the leash. He looked really pissed as he and Lola approached Ryan.

Ryan grinned. "Have fun with the ducks Wilfred?"

"Piss off"

Lola lightly smacked his arm. "Wilfred, enough. We'd better just leave before you get us into even more trouble"

"Me? What did I do? Is it a crime for a dog to want to be able to run freely, to be able to roam where he wants, to take a piss wherever...?"

"Ok, we get it" Lola snapped, rolling her eyes. "God, why do I put up with you Wilfred?"

Wilfred grinned. "Because you love me! Everyone loves me"

Lola sighed, smiling a little. "Yeah, I do love you, but you're still a pain in the ass!"

"Ahh yes, but I'm your pain in the ass"

Lola facepalmed. She turned to Ryan. "Come on, let's get him out of here before something else happens"

"Wait, we can't leave yet! We haven't gotten rid of that bloody Leash Law yet..." Wilfred started.

"Oh no, I don't want to be a part of any of your hair brained schemes" Lola said, leading Wilfred out of the park.

Wilfred grumbled something that Ryan was sure he didn't want Lola to hear. Something about fucking. Ryan blinked and shook his head as they left the park.


"Yes Wilfred?"

"Can you take this damn leash off me now!"

"Yes, Mr. Grumpy" Lola said, laughing as she unfastened the collar from around Wilfred's neck.

"You're lucky I don't hang you with that fucking thing" he grumbled.

Lola rolled her eyes. "Ooh, I'm so scared" she said sarcastically, striking a mock frightened pose.

Wilfred grinned.

Ryan laughed. "Pretty convincing pose Lola"

"Thanks. I used to take drama classes at the college back home"

"Oh, really? You ever get any acting jobs?"

Lola frowned a little and shook her head.

"Oh, nice way to upset my girl, Ryan!" Wilfred said, smacking Ryan upside the head.

"Wilfred, it's ok, he didn't know" Lola said. "I quit after only a few months. I'm not sure what career I'm going to pursue now" she smiled. "But for now I'm going to not worry about that and just enjoy my time off"

"That's the spirit!" Wilfred said. Lola sighed.

The trio walked along in silence for a few minutes.

"So... what do you guys want to do?" Lola asked.

"I'm hungry" Wilfred said.

"Why don't we get some food. Ryan, where are the good joints to eat around here?" Lola said.

"Speaking of joints, you got any?" Wilfred asked, holding his paw out toward her.

Lola sighed and rolled her eyes, digging into her pocket and taking out a small joint. "Yeah, I have one, but I'm not giving it to you now, while we're in public"

"Fine, buzz kill" Wilfred mumbled. Lola glared at him, slipping the joint back in her pocket. They walked to an outdoor cafe type of place. They got some food and sat at one of the outdoor tables. "You know what really pisses me off?" Wilfred asked.

"I think I can guess" Lola mumbled.

"The fact that a lot of places have those fucking No Dogs Allowed signs on the doors. Why aren't dogs allowed into places like the fucking bars? Dogs drink too you know..."

"Please stop while you're ahead" Lola said. "I'm not really in the mood for one of your speeches"

"I don't give speeches" Wilfred turned to Ryan. "Ryan, do I give speeches?"

"Uh... sometimes?" Ryan said weakly.

Wilfred rolled his eyes. "i nver do that"

Lola giggled. "Dude, it's true! You go into these fucking rants about stuff..."

"I do not"

"Do too"

"Do not"

"Do too"

"Do not"

"Do too"

"Do fucking not!"

"Do fucking too, damn it!"

Ryan facepalmed. "Oh boy... you guys..."

"What?" Wilfred and Lola said, turning to look at him.

"Look, can't we just finish our food and get out of here?"

"Yeah, sure" Lola said, taking a sip of her Vanilla Coke. She smiled. "You know, I heard that they used to put actual coke in Coke-A-Cola"

Wilfred's eyes widened. "No fucking way!"

Lola nodded. "It's true! At least, I think it is"

"Man, that would be great if they still did that" Wilfred said. "I'd fucking live off of Coke"

"I know, right?" Lola said. Just then, the Star Trek: The Next Generation theme song came blaring out of nowhere, causing several people to turn toward the trio. Lola blushed. "Sorry, I didn't realize my ring tone was so loud" she quickly grabbed her phone and answered it. "Hello? Oh, hey Aunt Jenna! Yeah, Ryan and I are just having some lunch with Wilfred... yeah, ok... ok, see you later" Lola rolled her eyes. "Love you too, bye" she hung up.

"What did Jenna want?" Ryan asked.

"She wants Wilfred and me back at the house in 20 minutes. I have to help her make dinner"

"Why can't she just fucking do it herself?" Wilfred grumbled.

Lola sighed. "It's probably her lame attempt at spending time with me" she stood up from her chair, picking up her Coke. "You see Ryan, Aunt Jenna is always working... why do you think Wilfred spends so much time with you? It's always been that way, Aunt Jenna never really spent a lot of time with me when I was a kid. So I think she's trying to make up for that now by having me do all this boring crap with her"

"Well she's not making a very good start" Wilfred said.

Lola sighed again as the three of them walked down the sidewalk, heading back toward Jenna's house.


"I, uh... I had a nice time today Ryan" Lola said, smiling at him as they stood on the front porch of Jenna's house.

Ryan nodded. "Yeah, me too. Maybe we can hang out again sometime?"

Lola blushed. "I'd like that" she looked like she was about to say something, when Wilfred pushed his way between them.

"Excuse me" he said stiffly.

Lola smirked. "Geeze, what's got your panties in a wad?"

Wilfred flipped her off.

Lola rolled her eyes and was about to open the door, when it opened.

"Hey guys!" Jenna said, smiling.

"Hey Aunt Jen" Lola said, stepping into the house. She smiled at Ryan. "Bye Ryan, see you later"

"Yeah, bye Lola" Wilfred glared at Ryan before following Lola inside. Ryan frowned a little. "Wonder what's bothering Wilfred?" he thought.

"Ryan, thank you so much for spending the day with Lola"

Ryan shook his head. "Oh, it's no big deal. We had fun. And I think Wilfred's really enjoying having her around"

Jenna nodded. "I know, they were so inseparable for so long, it's great to see them together again"

Ryan smiled. "Well hey, she's welcome to spend they day with Wilfred and me any time"

Jenna hugged him. "Thanks Ryan. You're a great friend"

Ryan blushed. "Uh, thanks" they said their goodbyes and Ryan turned to go home.

he didn't notice the silhouette of a certain dog glaring at him from the living room window.

Hmm, what's Wilfred so pissed with Ryan about? You'll see soon enough. I'm so glad that there are people enjoying this story, and I'll try to have another update posted soon. Peace out guys, and don't forget to review! If you don't review, I'll have Wilfred sneak into your house at night and steal your Marijuana plants... and maybe he'll crap in your boots too :D