Disclaimer: I own nothing! The Animaniacs belong to Warner Bros. Studio and Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. If I did own Naruto, Sasuke wouldn't be a dick. Sakura would be nice since the beginning, and there would be NO FANGIRLS! THEY ARE DEMONS! Only thing I own are ant OC characters I make
Maelstrom on the lot
"It's time for animaniacs!" -Talking/yelling
'And it's zany to the max' –Thinking/Thoughts
"So just sit back and relax" –Singing
"We're animaniacs!" –Angry/Shouting
Chapter One: Fox in the Toon House
(Exterior. Blue, slightly cloudy sky; a blue bird flies through the sky, carefree)
"Ah… What a beautiful day," sighs a voice off screen
(Pan down to an office window inside the Warner Brothers studio, in Burbank)
As we look into the window, we are treated to the sight of a short, smartly dressed man. Appearing to be in his early to late fifty's, he is wearing a blue suit with a red tie, grey pants and black shoes. With no hair at all on top of his head, and white colored sides, we see him leaning back against a large black chair (compensating much?). This man is Thaddeus Plotz, CEO of Warner Brothers, and for once in his life he is as calm as can be. He sighs with a smile, "What a great day. No paperwork, no phone calls, and best of all," he shudders for a moment, "NO Warners."
Leaning back in his chair, he makes himself comfortable. "Nothing can ruin this day," he says. Before he can say anything else, there was a knock at the door. Grumbling about his relaxation being interrupted, he called out, "YES?! What is it?" From the other side of the door, "Dah…Delivery for ya Mr. Plotz," came the reply of Ralph T. Guard, head of security. Sighing in exaggeration, Plotz called, "oh alright, bring it in." the door opened and in walked Ralph, lugging a big…wooden…crate
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"RALPH! I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO STOP BRINGING THOSE… THOSE THINGS INTO MY OFFICE," Plotz screamed in fright, jumping behind his chair in order to hide. Ralph, confused, said,"Dah…bring who?" peeking from behind his chair, Plotz screamed again, "THE…THE WARNERS!" before he could yell again, one of the drawers on his desk flew open, and out popped a toon. "Somebody call us?" he said. The toon appeared to be some kind of monkey/dog. He was covered in black fur, with white fur on his face and his feet. He also had a red nose and wore brown cargo pants, held up by a black belt with a gold buckle. This was Yakko Warner, the eldest of the three warners siblings.
Out of another draw came the middle child of the warners, Wakko. Standing about a head shorter than yakko, Wakko was also covered in Black and White fur, but he only wore a backwards red cap and large blue shirt. "Whoever they are I hope they have food, I'm starting to get hungry," he said in a British accent. Appearing behind Plotz, the third and last warner. Standing just a little shorter than wakko, she was the only female warner. Wearing her ears up like a ponytail. Using a yellow flower as a hair tie, and wearing a pink skirt, that covers her white panties, Dot is the youngest warner. "You're always hungry Wakko, it's what got you banned from the last hotdog eating contest the studio held," she said with a chuckle.
Mr. Plotz was about to scream again when something occurred to him. : wait… if you three are out here," he points to the warners, who start making faces at him behind his back, "Then who or what is in that," he asked, pointing to the crate. Yakko walks up to the crate, looking at it from every angle, "uhhhhhh…might be that order I'm expecting from Sweden," he said. Raising and eyebrow, dot asked, "What you buy? A date?" yakko sent a joking glare at dot, then said, "No… I got you one." Dot's face got a little pink as she grumbled.
Chuckling to himself, he pondered for a minute and then snapped his fingers, "Wakko!" Wakko went to attention, saluting and everything. "Fetch!" he called while pointing at the crate. Wakko nodded, then pulled his hammer from his pocket and proceeded to try and smash the crate apart. Dot sighed and looked at the screen as she said, "Boys, what can you do?" from behind her, someone whispered, "now, surely boys aren't all that bad?" surprised, Dot jumped high into the air, "AHHHHHHH!" This caught everyone's attention, as Yakko, Wakko, Plotz, and Ralph all looked at where dot was. Only to see her fall into the arms of a stranger.
Standing a head taller that Yakko, also going shirtless, was an anthromorphic fox. He has spiked out blonde hair on his head, a giant smile that showed off his sharp canines, and orang-red fur covering his body. The only clothing he wore were a pair of old blue jeans and a head band with a metal plate that had a leaf like insignia. Sky-blue eyes shined with mirth as he smiled at the girl in his arms, "well" he said in a slightly deep voice, that vibrated Dot as he held he to his chest," that's one way to get the girls into my arms." He laughed as Dot opened her eyes, slowly, and looked at him. After a few seconds of looking, she sighed and started melting into a puddle as she said, "Ah. I think I'm in love."
END CHAPTER ONE