Helloooooo Readers! Insaney here, bringing you my first fanfic. Now I am a writer but this is the first story I've posted on Fanfiction. Now, reviews are greatly appreciated and criticism is welcome too, just don't be a total Jackass when doing so. (Kay? Thanks!) And now without further adu, I present, my story! (How corny was that?)

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Animaniacs. (*Heaves a depressed sigh*)

I do own: Laffy. (...*Shrugs* Guess that's something.)

Chapter 1: Meet Brooke

I hated mornings. Everytime the sun rose above the horizon I felt like I wanted to take a giant mallet and smash it back down. How great of a snooze button would that be? Unfortunantly though, I had to wake up, and there wasn't any snoozing. I threw my covers off myself and swung my legs over the side of my bed while I attempted to rub the sleep away from my eyes. With a yawn I rose from my spot and stumbled over to my dresser, trying not to trip over the crap that was scattered about my floor. About a minute or two later I managed to yank out my light blue 'Animaniacs' t-shirt, but tripped twice while trying to put on my black skinny jeans. When I was finally all clothed I turned to face my reflection in the mirror.

My above shoulder length hair black hair was tangled and frizzy from sleeping, my cold blue eyes still hadn't fully recovered from my slumber. I frowned and mentally cursed at my shortness, I was 5'4 and about 125 pounds but I thanked whatever lord I believed in that I was well built and had my girl features. I picked up my brush and struggled to get it through my hair. Once I had I ran my hands through it for some volume and my side bangs fell over my left eye. I stiffled another yawn as I picked up my backpack and slung it over my shoulder while shuffling out of my room. The intense smell of my aunts' perfume and coffee grounds immediatly filled my nose. I walked into the kicthen to see my Aunt Martha and Aunt Kristi bustling around the room trying to get things ready for the morning. I couldn't help but smile as I headed to the fridge and yanked it open, taking out the carton of orange juice. Why did I live with my aunts? Well, let me save you the sappy tragic story, huh? Parents died in a fire, now I live with aunts. The end, exit's to the left, drive home safely. Why do I make it so brief? Because I'm over it, next subject if you please. Oh! Well how about my name? Well, my name is Brooke Harrison, I am an 18 year old obsessed with Animaniacs. And...well that's about it. My aunt Martha finally got a moment or too to realize I was in the room and looked up with a warm smile.

"Good morning, Brooke." She greeted as she snatched a piece of toast that poped up from the toaster, I smiled with a small nod of my head as a reply. My other aunt, aunt Kristi, shoved her work papers in her briefcase and slammed it shut while sparing me a glance.

"Morning honey, you excited about today?" She asked me as she took a swig from her coffee mug, at this I almost dropped the cup and carton I was holding. I had totally almost forgotten. Today I had a field trip to the Warner studio lot, how the hell could I have forgotten? I had been looking forward to it for two weeks. How did my school manage to get a field trip 'there', what's educational about it? Who knows, and like me, who cares? An excited smile graced my lips as I realized what I had seemed to forgotten, I nodded as a reply and hurried to stuff the juice back in the fridge. As the glass reached my lips my eyes slipped to the clock and I took notice of the time. 7:25. The bus came at 7:30...shit.

I cursed nastily under my breath and slammed the glass down on the counter, I then rushed out of the kitchen to the front door and scooped up my blue and black converses.

"Brooke calm down, you might hurt yourself." Aunt Krisit informed me, I ignored her and continued to hop around like an idiot in attempt to put on my other shoe. Once I finally managed to get it on my foot I sprinted out with front door without even saying goodbye to my aunts. At least until I was halfway down my driveway when I skidded back around and stuck my head through the front door.

"Bye aunt Martha, bye aunt Kristi!" I shouted, as I turned back around to run off again I heard them shout 'bye' and 'have a nice day!'. My feet roughly patted on the freshly wet gravel as I sprinted down the street to reach my bus in time. I could see the bus pull up to the spot which made me try to pick up my pace and go even faster. As the last kid stepped onto the bus I had just made it and put my hand in the doorway so the bus driver wouldn't close the door on me. I heaved air to regain my breath and glanced up at the driver, he sneered slightly at me and gripped the steering wheel tightly in slight anger.

"Cutting it close Harrison." He almost spit out my last name as I shinned him an innocent smile and borded the bus, I ignored his glare that imprinted on my back as he shut the door and I took a seat.

I reached school around 7:45 and stepped off the bus as I entered the mob of screaming and innapropriate school teens. School was just...not for me. I would have much rather been running around the Warner lot with the Warner brothers, and of course the Warner sister as well. I grinned at the thought as I pushed open the school doors and headed down the stuffy halls. As I hurried around the corners I finally spotted my locker and my best friend waiting there for me. Her name was Maria Pirano, she had more of an hourglass figure than me. She also had long lusious blonde hair and big round chocolate eyes. Her skin was fare and pretty close to the same tone as mine. I thought she was beautiful and I'm sure anyone else would agree, and that of course made me feel like an ugly cow. But hey, I loved her like a sister, and I guess that's all I needed.

"Heeeey girl." She greeted as she flipped her hair over her shoulder, I smiled warmly and fiddled with my lock as I replied.

"Hey Mia. You excited for the field trip? I am." I told her, barely even giving her time to reply to my question or my greeting as I yanked open my locker. She let out a light hearted laugh and nodded to my question while adding on.

"I bet you are." I managed a chuckle and glanced down at Yakko, Wakko, and Dot on my shirt.

"It's amazing, we're going to the Warner lot, you know, where the Warner brothers run around." She explained to me doing a small circle motion with her finger to indicate something scurrying around, my smile faded slowly as I put one of my math textbooks in my locker.

"'Used' to run around. The show was cancelled 13 years ago." I corrected her as I gave her a side glance from my eyes, Mia giggled once more.

"I love how we're talking about it like their real." She told me, but I didn't find it very funny. They 'were' real...to me at least. I resisted to breath a sigh as I slammed my locker door shut, then the voice over the school speakers perked up my attention.

"Will all students attending the field trip please head to the front of the school near the buses." Mia glanced to me at this as the announcment cut off, I looked back at her as she smiled and headed to the front doors of the school where I had come from. I watched her leave while thinking to myself.

Someone needed to bring back the Animanaics.

Someone.

Weeeeeeell, it's a slow start wouldn't you agree? But it'll get better, I promise. Now that the info chapter of our main character is done we can get along with the plot. Please don't be afraid to review, I'm open to suggestions. Well, hope you guys stick around for the next chapter. *Mwah* Goodnight everybody!