A/N: Cartoon Submission: Yakktiy Yak

Oh man, when I found episodes of this cartoon on YouTube, I exploded. I was like, "Oh, man, when I was a kid with this show, I LOVED it! I used to watch it all the time!" I even got my best friend at the time to watch it with me and she liked it too. This show is kinda stupid looking back on it though, but I just can't stop watching it, I think it's nostalgia. Anyway, I'm not surprised there's no fan fiction category for this cartoon. It's not all that memorable, of course, unless you're me who has a powerful memory and positively influenced by nostalgia. Read & Review, no flames though.

Yakkity was in the attic of his Granny's house. He was given the cruel chore of cleaning it up while she was going out to lunch with Professor Crazyhair. The young yak kept looking all around and he looked in some old boxes. He decided to take a look and he took out a photograph, smiling with tears in his eyes. Yakkity had found a young yak couple with an older child yak with them and a baby yak calf in the mother's arms.

"Yakkity with Yeardley and Yakov..." the young yak read to himself with the inscription. "Wait... Those are my...They're my parents! And that's my big brother with them!" Yakkity grew hysterical, and for once it didn't affect his aspiring stand-up comic routines. "Oh, Granny!" he zipped away.

Granny Yak was with the Professor. They were eating an onion spaghetti dinner. It sounded gross and quite frankly tasted gross, but they both tolerated it since they lived in Onion Falls. Even the holidays revolved around onions such as All Onions Eve with the Snow Cow.

Yakkity found his way to the restaurant his grandmother and her lodger had stopped to eat. "Granny!"

"Yakkity, why aren't you cleanin' mah attic like I asked?" Granny Yak sounded angry that her grandson wasn't doing what she asked of him.

"I found this photograph of my parents," Yakkity handed the picture. "Where are they, Granny?"

"Y-Your parents...?" Granny asked, nervously.

"Yes, my parents, where are they?"

"Yakkity, you never asked about your parents before... Why would you want to know about them now?"

"Please Granny, just tell me about my parents and my big brother."

Granny sighed. "I knew this day would come... Professor, do you mind if we had lunch together a different day?"

"I don't mind, my dear Granny Yak, you do what you want." Professor smiled at her, showing he wasn't mad that their date was ruined.

Granny smiled back and held Yakkity like a baby and took him back to their home. The two sat on the couch together and Granny figured she might as well tell the story about Yakkity's long-lost parents. Granny decided to do some knitting so she wouldn't be too distracted about the story of them.

"So, Granny, where are my parents and what happened to them?" Yakkity asked.

Granny knitted and looked her grandson in the eye. "Well, Yakkity... Your father was a very happy and aspiring man. He wanted to be a movie star, he would always film in the backyard and want to make his own little movies for the Onion Falls Film Festival in Mr. Highpants's candy store."

"I did that once!" Yakkity beamed.

"DON'T INTERRUPT!" Granny scolded him, then leaned back peacefully. "He always told me and your grandfather he would make something of himself in this town. One day, he got his wish, he won the film festival and he met a very beautiful dri from out-of-town named Yeardley. She was from the city."

Yakkity smiled, hearing about his parents.

"Yeardley loved a yak film movie maker, so she fall in love with your father, Yakof," Granny continued her story. "Your grandfather Yardley and I were happy too because Yakof was spending less time at home and finally more time with a social life with Yeardley. They nearly fell in love in just high school and started dating well after that."

"Was my mom pretty, Granny?" Yakkity asked, dreamily.

Granny looked at him. "Sure, why not? At least to your father she was!"

Yakkity beamed again and grew giddy like a hip young school girl.

"Anyway, Yeardley grew very fond of your father and it wasn't long until they fell deeply in love and had a mating ritual," Granny continued to narrate. "However, Artemis Cowman's daughter loved Yakof as much as Yeardley did..."

"Artemis Cowman?" Yakkity recognized that name from when his granny forced him to a grass-eating contest against the legendary Cowinator's grandson. "I didn't know The Cowinator had a daughter, Granny!"

"Yeah, shows what you know, now Yakkity Yak, don't talk back!" Granny scolded her grandson's interruptions. She then returned her sweet smile in memory. "Now, Bovina Cowman was going out of her way to make sure that your father would be hers. Of course, Yakof was too good for a heifer like Bovina. They had a challenge themselves of grass-eating like your grandfather Yardley did Artemis himself. Yeardley won which also won Yakof's heart and they became the happiest yak couple you ever did see!"

"Wow..." Yakkity couldn't believe his ears. "So, what happened after that, Granny?"

"Why, they had your brother, of course," Granny told him, smiling. "You probably don't remember Yorick."

"Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him... Not that well..." Yakkity said, spoofing Hamlet, without knowing it. "What was my brother like, Granny?"

"Well, he was rough and tough, he got that from me," Granny smiled. "Then you were born. Your brother hit puberty and he and your parents went to live in the mountains like all yaks do."

"Why haven't I lived in the mountains?" Yakkity asked.

"Because, you're not ready yet," Granny ruffled up his fur. "Someday, when you're ready, you'll join 'em, but right now, you're here to take care of your granny!"

"I thought you were taking care of me!" Yakkity argued.

"That's enough story time, now, let's have some yummy hay casserole." Granny ruffled again, then went to the kitchen.

"My parents and brother are alive," Yakkity looked back at the photograph. "I gotta find them or my name isn't...Uhh...Hang on, don't tell me..."