(Note: This is NOT based on the movie, the house is, but it's not based on it. So there might be some little spoilers in this story! Animaniacs are copyrighted to Steven Spielberg, and all the other co-workers who created them.)

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It happened one night in the Warner movie lot, where a giant truck was carefully backing up into the gate. On the back of the truck was something big but was hidden under a blanket sheet. A giant crane droved over to the covered figure, and picked it up with its hook. It, carefully, lifted it into a sound stage building, and then carefully put it down. Five workers walked up to the covered figure and removed the blanket, where a two-stored house stood underneath it. The house looked about 45 years old, with its crooked windows, its creaked up porch, and the wood pliers cracked. Sure it seemed like a normal house, but for some reason, the workers had a creepy feeling while looking at it. It almost looked like it was staring at them, though some of the men thought they were imagining it. Mr. Plotz, the owner of the Warner movie lot, walked up to the employer, who was the boss of the workers.

"How's the installment going?" Mr. Plotz asked

"Things are doing good so far! The boys 'ill just need to put in some new wood pliers, new windows, and such." He said

"Well, make sure they finish it, quickly! I don't want those Warner kids to find out. They always ruin everything!" He said as he tugged his hair

The boss made a confident face.

"Don't you worry, my boys 'ill make sure these kids won't go anywhere near this house!"

"I'd really like to believe that, but they're smarter than they look! So, don't. Mess. Up! Understand?" He said

"I hear ya loud and clear, boss!"

As Mr. Plotz was turning to leave, he was stunned at the house of how scary it was.

"By the way, when did you build that thing?"

The man turned to the house, then said:

"My boys didn't built it. We actually found it near a deserted area, and since you were asking to have a scary house, we decided to bring it. That way, it'd be a lot faster to bring it to you"

He then turned around and asked:

"Why do you need a scary house anyway?"

Mr. Plotz's face frowned.

"Well, ever since this one monster movie came out, it was a big hit, and since I haven't made any movies in a while, I decided to make a horror movie that WILL be better than that, that…that stupid excuse for a movie!"

(The movie he's talking about is 'Monster House', I'm not really sure if it was a big hit, but I'm making it a hit so it would fit the story.)

The house, that stood a few feet away, heard the whole thing and started to growl a little. One of the workers heard the noise and panicked.

"Well…that explains everything now! Alright then, I'll have my boys work on it and you keep in touch if these kids get out of their…uh..."

"Water Tower!" He yelled

"Right! Water Tower."

He then thought for a moment.

"What are their names?"

"Yakko, Wakko, and Dot! They're trouble I'll tell you, BIG trouble! I've been trying to tame their insanity for years, but they always seem to out smart me all the time! I'm not going to have them ruining my movie! So watch for them!" Yelled Mr. Plotz as he left

The boss understood and turned to his workers.

" Listen up, boys! I have been informed that if you see three kids called the Warners wandering about, kick 'em out! Also, start putting in some new pliers on that heap of junk! It's so old that it's starting to peel!" He yelled as he, also, walked out.

The house, once again, growled for being called a heap of junk. The workers were nervous at first, but then decided to work on it.

"Is it just me, or is that house lookin' right at us?"

The worker looked at the house then back to the other worker.

"It's just you…there is no way a house could be wa-"

He stopped when his friend made a face in horror. He turned to see the house, staring at him. The house's appearance changed from a normal to somewhat alive. The windows cracked and made a glare, the porch shook as the front door opened…were the teeth were showing. It's door, or mouth, opened real wide as a carpet came out, heading straight towards them. The men stood in fear.

"C-could be watching us…." Was the man's final words as the rug wrapped around them…and ate them………………………………..