Animaniacs is owned by Warner Bros. I don't claim any of them as mine, same as with any other franchise I use in here, they're not mine either.

Welp, sequel time! Had this idea brewing for a while and thought now would be a good time to show it, especially with rumors that "Animaniacs" could really be returning in a hopefully good reboot!

This story takes place about 3 years after "A Dare Gone Zany".

Newsreel of the Stars! Dateline Hollywood: After the successful rehabilitation of the now ex-evil feline, Toontown has seen its happiest days yet! Humans and toons have gradually been learning to co-exist and the human world now have their fair share of cartoon characters roaming the streets once again! Even the Warners themselves are now free to join the others in their merriment with their new friend and caretaker, Bradley! What was thought to be a choice of caution and regret in letting their first human in decades in their life has turned to a new age!

But like all good paradises, there's always trouble brewing somewhere inside, and sometimes they need to be taught a lesson in order for their version of order to be restored. No world is perfect, but this time something much more sinister is afoot, something more cunning. We can only hope that it'll get solved by the rest, or else it'll spell the toons' doom as we know it.

10 PM, in the human world

Burbank seemed rather quiet with only a few other people walking around to their night jobs. A mix of toons and humans were walking around the place either going to a job or home while all the young ones were asleep. One of the toons, a small, blue-furred dog was also walking around along with a few other toons before they split up and started heading back to Toontown with their black hole portals.

The toon in question was about to leave as well before hearing a weird noise, a clattering sound in a nearby alley. He decides to walk into it to check it out. He thought it was one of his friends that hasn't left yet and saw something themselves, so he decided to look around the place to see if he can find and bring them home too.

After a minute of searching and more clattering, he continued following the source of the noises to find a dead end. He then hears footsteps as he turned around to suddenly see tall people blocking his way, with one of them spraying the toon with sleeping dust before he could throw down his portal to escape. He fell into a deep slumber and onto the ground with a bonk, only hearing two words before he fell unconscious:

"Bag him."

Sunday, 4 PM, Toontown

Meanwhile, back in the world of the toons, there was a group of five crooks running away with big bags of valuables in their hands, coins jingling inside as they ran off. It seemed that several of the Beagle Boys had just left with what looked like one of Scrooge's big withdrawals now that it was outside of his Money Bin, all in various disguises other than their robber masks. A good chunk of Toontown cops were running after them along winding roads and sidewalks, the Boys about to reach their planes, wishing out loud that they should've parked closer.

Before then though, a spill of marbles appeared right in front of them, the cops stopping but the Boys tripping up and falling on their faces, letting out "WHOA"s and slipping and bonking sound effects as they lay splayed out. As they were groaning and getting back up, and one of them slipped and fell again, someone stepped out of the corner of one of the buildings where the marbles came from.

"Heh, slipping up again are we?" Said the voice of a familiar boy. When they saw who it was, it turned out to be Bradley, the first human to find Toontown again. He was also no longer a 10-year old, but now a teenager.

One of the Boys got up on his feet while yet another tripped and fell again. "It's that boy again!" One of them exclaimed.

"We can take 'em, it's just him!" Another one said once they got up to their feet.

Bradley just smirked at that. "Yeah?" He said as he snapped his fingers. Soon three different creatures appeared from behind his back like a posse. They appeared in suits and hats hiding their faces, snapping at a steady beat. Bradley snapped again and they removed their disguises. It was the always charming Warner Brothers and Sister: Yakko, Wakko and Dot! And those bright smiles right at them caused the Beagle Boys to get very scared already.

"Helloooooo Beagle Boys!" Yakko said in earnest, but even that got the crooks scared. "We've been lookin' all over for ya!"

"Say, you're still up for band practice on Thursday? I brought my own trumpet!" Wakko said as he brought one out. "I even tuned it to the key of 'E'!" He said as he blew in it, making a very loud sound and shooting out a big yellow "E" right on them.

"Oh, but you're not gonna look like that when you practice! I got an idea!" Dot said with a smile with some scissors in one hand and ribbon in another, running around one of the Beagle Boys to give him a blonde wig and a blue dress, making him yelp once he saw what happened. "Ahh, just like Kate Winslet." Dot said, proud of her work.

Bradley held his smile and crossed his arms. "Still wanna try to 'take me'?" He said with an almost Yakko-like smugness himself.

The Beagle Boys dropped everything and ran right to the Toontown cops, scared senseless. "Please take us with you, anything else is better than them!" They pleaded, the Warners smiling and waving "innocently".

"Alright, lock 'em up!" One of the cops said as Scrooge rushed in to collect his taken money bags, the Beagle Boys getting in the Toontown paddy wagon.

"Thanks kid, they almost got away that time." Another toon cop said with a smile of appreciation.

"Aww it's nothing, just doing what four youths do what they're best at." Bradley said with a bright smile back.

"Getting in the way of adults doing what they're supposed to do!" Yakko said proudly.

"That and make sure no candy goes uneaten!" Wakko added, rubbing his belly. Dot brought out a gumball from behind her and popped it into the air, with Wakko jumping up and catching it in his mouth and eating it up, like a treat to a dog.

Yakko smiles and pats Wakko's head after that. The Toontown police were still apprehensive about the Warners, but appreciated the help nonetheless, taking the Beagle Boys away. "It's the simple things, ain't it?" Bradley asked as they started walking back towards the Warner Movie Lot for dinner.

"Well sometimes things don't need big plans to make them funny." Yakko explained with a shrug and smile. "Just ask every early Scooby-Doo episode ever."

"I think Scooby's sleeping though, want me to call him to make sure?" Dot asked eagerly.

Bradley laughed and shook his head. "No, that's fine, thanks." He said with a smile before the Warners decided to plop down their portal holes and jump in to teleport to the Warner lot. Bradley ended up jumping into one of them to follow them there.

As the view pans out to see more of Toontown, it was bustling with activity and happiness all around. Toons of all kinds were walking down the street and sidewalks, along with new tour buses filled with real-life humans seeing the interestingly zany sights it had to offer them. The buildings were lively, and the town itself was busy pretty much everywhere.

Ever since Bradley managed to convince the villainous cat that rearranging and revenge on this town wasn't the right way to accomplish anything, and helped give him a second chance at being a toon, it helped spawn a beginning of a new age for the toons. It helped them realize that they shouldn't have to close themselves off to the humans anymore. As a result, more previously closed off portals had opened up elsewhere in the world, not just the one near Bradley's hometown of Burbank.

Three years later, it seemed to continue to flourish. Bradley, now 13, had just celebrated his third year being the Warners' caretaker as well as his birthday into the beginning of teendom, yet the humor hasn't seemed to have left him at all. If anything, he took great pride in being with the Warners rather than embarrassment. He didn't have to wrangle them up so often anymore, but even then they still managed to make lots of toon-related chaos all over town. Whether or not the other toons got annoyed or fearful about it, Bradley knew they just wanted to be happy, free and to have fun. Even if he still ended up being in their humor's line of fire every so often.

They soon arrived in the Warners' water tower, all three of them as well as Bradley coming out of the portals from the floor that formed. "Whew, another crime gang annoyed into submission, nice work." Bradley said to the Warners' proud poses, removing the hoodie he had on, showing that he had a blue collared shirt with a toon dog's head pattern stitched into it on under it, to go with his new long-legged jeans and velcro running shoes. They also fit just right as some were gifts from some of the toon friends he made for his 11th birthday that actually grow with him as he grows. The ingenuity of toons was always fascinating to him with things like that, feeling the toon-made threads woven in with the real-world made cotton. That and the added convenience of a hammerspace in his pockets was a nice boon too, even it had the randomness of Wakko's gaggy bag sometimes.

"So far we haven't really destroyed anything to get everyone mad at you, been a good day so far." Bradley said with a smile as he hung his hoodie up on a hook next to the tower door.

"Yeah, I think we're losing our touch." Yakko said worriedly.

Wakko pokes Bradley's arm a few times, humming to himself. "Nope, still got mine!"

Dot was at her vanity mirror putting on a few touch-ups. "I dunno about you, but I could definitely go for some..." She then put on a Spanish accent for this: "Hamburguesa con queso y papas fritas." She said trying to sound fancy and dramatic like a Spanish rom-com, with an accompanying guitar strumming. The two brothers and human tilt their heads at that, looking confused.

"Cheeseburger with fries!" Dot said after another second. The others all went "Ohhhh" and nod in agreement with each other.

"We're not ordering a thousand like last time though." Bradley warned. "Maybe we can try delivery this time?"

Yakko gasped in fake shock. "Deliver junk food to our doorstep? Surely you jest at such a possibility!"

Wakko however was very excited at the idea. "We've done delivery, but not with burgers! Can we do candy after?" Wakko said happily as he jumped up and down.

Bradley shrugged at that. "Ehh, you know, anything can be done." He assured them as he lets them place their order over their Bugs Bunny phone. While they did that, Bradley walked over to his part of the tower, which had been his new room for 3 years now.

He looked at the wall above his bed which had lots of stuff taped on it, such as newspaper clippings of various headlines that he helped make. The biggest one was from three years ago, headlined "Evil Feline Rehabilitated: Toontown Saved by First Human in Decades!", even including a group picture of him, his mom and the Warners which was taken the day after that whole scenario happened. Other clippings included various headlines involving the Warners' antics like repainting the theater, changing the Simpsons' colors from yellow to green, Wakko eating a whole hot dog cart and so on, as well as some pictures mixed in around them that he took.

Some of them had some of the toons he met, like the more famous ones such as Goofy, Woody Woodpecker, Bugs Bunny and so on. A couple even had autographs, like the Bugs Bunny one that said "Thanks for saving our way of life, it'd be harder getting carrots otherwise." But most of them were with the Warners, especially his first group picture of them back in his first week there thanks to Rick and Stan's dare, who were now no longer bullies to him, but his new friends.

Bradley sighed a little and smiled at the pictures before looking at some of the gifts he got, not just the toon/real world clothes he had on. Some of them included a whistle to call on any toon that could hear it, kind of like a dog whistle; a handheld automatic pie slingshot, plenty of joy buzzers which was the ACME company's previous best seller, plus a new cell phone from Mom. Lots of gags all around, simple yet with their own un-duplicable charm.

Bradley sort of got lost in the nostalgia before being tapped on the shoulder by Yakko. "Hey, you gonna tip?" He said, pointing to the delivery toon at the door, with Wakko and Dot waving at him.

"Oh, yeah!" Bradley said as he got his wallet out from a dresser drawer, another Mom gift, and dug out some toony cash that talked and cheered at being spent, giving it to the delivery toon before wheeling in the burgers by the crates. Upon seeing that, Bradley just glared at Wakko. "I thought I said not to order a thousand burgers." He said with crossed arms.

"It's not!" Wakko defended. "It's nine-hundred and ninety-nine!" He added with a bright smile.

Yakko chuckles and sits on one of the crates of food. "Told ya, you really can teach an old Warner new tricks." He said with a smirk.

"Heeeeeey, I resemble that remark!" Dot said shaking her hand in the air, now dressed as an old woman with a wig, walker, and dress one size too big.

Bradley just relaxed and snickered. "Yeah, that's definitely true..." He said as he stretched his arms after the delivery toon left with his money as the four of them were ready to eat.

9 PM

After Wakko basically ate half the burgers and Bradley had one(despite the slight inky taste to it), the others saved the rest of the food and it was time for bed. Bradley tucked himself in and everyone said their good-nights, but did feel kind of uneasy. Something didn't sit right with him, and it wasn't the inky burger that he had. He got up at around 10 PM and snuck out of the tower, looking out past the railing and at the night sky.

He always liked looking out at the stars, some dancing and some making constellations that drove around, plus the face on the moon not nearly as frightening as the one in "Majora's Mask" was nice too. Nothing much about that seemed to change, and he was just fine with it.

Soon after, Bradley heard footsteps so he looked down to see someone approaching the tower, the teen wondering who it could be. They didn't seem to look like a toon in what little light there was right now, but most of the humans should've gone back to the human world by then. He saw they had a suit on and started climbing up the ladder to the tower. Something wasn't right about this, so he called out to them. "Hey!" He shouted, making the person fall off the ladder with an "oof!", starting to scurry out of there.

Bradley slid down the ladder to chase after them. They weren't using any sort of super-speed, so it was definitely a human, but that didn't mean they still weren't fast. Luckily Bradley kept up his fitness, so he managed to catch up and tackle the person, making them drop something, but the momentum sent Bradley rolling onto the ground too. The suspect fled without a second thought, but Bradley got up and let him go, panting a little as he picked up what was dropped.

It was a can of "ACME Sleep Spray" once the boy saw it in some better lighting nearby. "What the..." He mumbled to himself before hearing a voice that made him jump a bit in surprise.

"Bradley! There you are." The person said. It was the familiar voice of Mr. Plotz, Chairman of the Warner Bros. lot in Toontown. "I was actually looking for you, we have something that concerns you that we'd like to talk about." He said before noticing the can in Bradley's hand. "Where did you get that?" He said as he walked closer to check.

"Oh, hey Plotz..." Bradley said tiredly. "I got this from someone trying to climb the tower, they already left..." He said with a frown, handing it to the CEO.

"Hmph... Then we've no time to spare, I'm glad I caught you when I did. To my office, now!" Plotz shouted, heading over towards his administration office. Bradley followed with a shrug, some things do never change.

In Plotz's office

Bradley sat down at a chair in front of the CEO's desk. The tiny toon, which Bradley now stood above, hopped into his seat as well. "We've got a situation in your real world." Plotz said with slight worry. "Some of our toons aren't reporting back to Toontown and back into the lot."

"Toons disappearing? I thought they were allowed to stay in the real world now." Bradley asked curiously.

"Only when they're part of a big job or making cartoons there. We're having visiting toons disappear and not checking back in." Plotz explained.

Bradley thought about it and hummed to himself, thinking back to the person that fled from him not long ago. "Huh, that does sound serious. But why does this concern me again?" He asked curiously.

"Because the relations between humans and toons started with you, that's why." Plotz said with a grumble. "We've been working surprisingly well for three years now, and we shouldn't have to pin this on the humans. We're sending you to where he was seen last, and you're not to say anything to the Warners about this." He added.

"What about the Toontown cops?" Bradley suggested.

"They're trying to find out what they can on this side, believe me they're trying." Plotz assured him. "It's up to you to find out what's going on in the human world."

Bradley sighs softly and nods in understanding. "Got it..." He said as the teen got up, about to leave.

"Oh, no need to walk there." Plotz said. "As the authority of the Warner Bros. side of Toontown, I think you're ready for one of our tools." He said as he pulled out a drawer, showing that he had a toon hole in there, unused. He puts on a glove and picks it up, handing it to Bradley. "By being the first one to touch it, that hole's entitled and imprinted to you."

Bradley already was excited, eyes widened. "You mean I finally have one for myself? YES!" He shouted happily, with Plotz having to shush him. The teen chuckled shyly and rubbed the back of his head. "Heh... Sorry." He said sheepishly.

"Yes, you do. Those are how toons can return to Toontown from anywhere after all, and then some. You know how they work, right?" Plotz explained, with the human nodding. He told Bradley the location of where the location of the captured toon was, and to come back if there's anything of note to tell him. After that, he was ushered out of the office and the door shut behind him.

10 PM

Once he was all dressed back at the water tower, slipping his jeans and shirt and hoodie back on, he headed back out after convincing the sleepy Warners he was just gonna get some air to help him get sleepy. He slid down the ladder and sighs as he got out the toon hole he now had for himself.

"Need help?" Said a familiar voice from one of the water tower support beams. Bradley turned around after jumping in surprise for the second time tonight. The figure gave a smirk and came out of the shadows, it was the suited feline from before, the same nameless one he helped rehabilitate years ago during Bradley's first adventure. "Hmm, good to know I can still give someone a good jolt." He said with a chuckle, in what seemed like a newer suit and hat as well as a different cane, but otherwise looked exactly the same.

"Oh, hey!" Bradley said with a bright smile. "What're you doing here?" He asked curiously.

"Oh, I heard of your little job the chairman asked you to do and... Figured you'd like a little help." The cat offered.

Bradley looked back up at the tower where the sleeping Warners were, then back at the cat. "Alright, you can come with me, just make sure no one knows, okay?"

"Don't worry, I haven't lost my skills of sneaking and slinking around." The nameless cat said. "You should really visit me more often too." He added, pulling out his own toon hole from his suit pocket.

"I'll make a reservation later." Bradley responded with a chuckle, slapping down his own onto the floor.

"Oh, you have your own teleporter now? Must be another early birthday, eh?" The cat said with a smirk.

"I wish, I'd ask for so much." The human responded back with a smile at the toon cat. He tells the toon the location that Plotz told him so he can get there, then jumps into the hole, disappearing soon after. The cat soon followed suit, both on their way back to Bradley's home town.

Author's note: And so the newest installment begins. Was thinking about this idea for a while now on top of the "Escape from Universal" story. I just hope I still know how to write these toons.