Chapter 1
I fell into a new world.
It was a regular day; nothing all that new. Sam was walking home from school like everyday. She kept a steady pace, until she came across a hole in the ground.
That was when her life changed forever.
The hole appeared to be bottomless; certainly something no one would want to get stuck in. Sam leaned over the maw of the hole and suddenly felt as though she was falling. She held onto this feeling, as if she felt free to be "falling". But a wave of cold suddenly washed over her as she realized she was actually falling. She began pummeling into the missing piece of earth. She wanted to scream, but she was in a state of shock as she realized the hole opening was slowly closing.
Sam didn't recall hitting the ground – only seeing a bright light. Am I dead? Before she could answer her thoughts, she realized she was touching the ground again. No more falling.
She glanced around, taking in her surroundings. That was when Sam realized she was in the Warner Brothers Studio Movie Lot in LA. Jolting upright, she looked around and saw her reflection in a nearby puddle. She looked like one of those Warner Kids from that show Animaniacs. Gasping, she realized she didn't have any clothes on. Sam ran to a nearby plant and plucked off a giant cartoon-looking leaf and wrapped it around her body.
"Shelter...shelter...I have to find shelter..." Sam mumbled, keeping to the shadows and allies.
Finally, Sam spotted a tall water tower standing above all the buildings. She scurried to and up the ladder of the tower and struggled to open the door. After ages of struggling to open the gate, she managed to open it just ajar and step in.
Not even one step into the tower, she was tackled by someone and was sent pummeling to the metal ground.
"Ow!" She screamed, getting a brief glance at her attacker.
It was Wakko – Wakko Warner. He was leaning over Sam, bright red nose nearly touching her's. She gasped, blinking once or twice.
Wakko felt frozen the moment their eyes locked. Another Warner!? He nearly gasped at the sight of her. A girl his size – not to mention, very cute – was laying under him, their noses almost touching. He held back a blush and got off her, suddenly becoming obnoxious again.
"Hello stranger!" He cooed, tongue hanging out.
Sam sat up, rubbing her now aching head. "It's Sam."
The lights she hadn't noticed were off suddenly flicked on and a sleepy Yakko Warner stumbled into the room. He stopped in his tracks when he saw Sam, staring for a moment before turning to Wakko and asking, "Wakko, who is this?"
"Apparently her name is Sam!" Wakko answered, tongue still sticking out as he grinned.
Another Warner – Dot – entered the room. She looked at Sam, then Wakko, then Yakko. Before she could even ask, Yakko and Wakko said "This is Sam."
All of their eyes slowly glided from each other to Sam. Sam smiled weakly then stood up, head throbbing from the earlier fall. Her hand instinctively flew to her head and she was forced to sit again. A sudden dizziness fell over her and went as quick as it had came. She looked up to Wakko and he held out his hand, offering to help her stand. She took it gladly and got up, no more feeling pain in her head.
"Aah-h-h...so Sam." Yakko began, "How did you get here?"
"That's what I am wondering..." Sam sighed. "You see, I fell into a hole and somehow ended up here!"
"Hmm...interesting..interesting. Now, I believe you need some clothes. You look about Wakko's size, so you can have some of his clothes." Yakko explained.
Dot came up beside Sam and whispered, "I'll lead you to our room. Follow me."
Dot started walking off and Sam followed, trying to keep up with the little girl's quick pace. Finally, they arrived in a large room and Dot shut Sam in, yelling through the door to not take too long.
Sam glanced around to find a pile of clothes that were labeled "Wakko". She walked to the clothes and picked out a red shirt and baggy tan jeans. But she had to do something about those ears. Looking for anything, she found a silver ribbon and tied it around the bottom of her ears, causing them to fall backwards.
Same looked in a nearby mirror and whispered to herself, "Perfect.."
She smiled and walked out, finding Wakko there waiting for her.
Wakko grinned at the girl in front of him. The clothes fit perfect on her. Her ears were bent back with a perfect silver ribbon and she wore one of his favorite red shirts. The jeans he didn't care too much about, but they looked good on her anyways.
"Yakko and Dot wanna see ya in the kitchen. I will lead the way!" Wakko announced in an adventurous voice, as if he were on a mission.
He led Sam down the hall and into the kitchen, where Yakko and Dot awaited her arrival.
Sam sat across from Yakko and Dot and Wakko, biting the inside of her lip.
"So, Sam...we three have come to a conclusion..." Yakko turned to Wakko. "Wakko, care to explain?"
Wakko's response was a loud burp that sent Sam looking away. Wakko frowned at her action, not liking her looking away from him. "S'cuse me." He laughed nervously. "We have decided that you can stay here with us!" Wakko jumped to the conclusion.
Sam looked up at all three of them in shock. "You're serious? Truly serious?"
They all nodded and Sam broke into a smile. "Thank you!" She thanked, looking each one of the Warner Siblings in the eyes.
Yakko looked at his watch – that I hadn't noticed earlier – and said, "Oh, look at the time! Time for bed, sibs! Sam, you can sleep with us, if you want. We would hate for our new friend to sleep on our filthy couch!"
Sam nodded slowly. "Thanks...I guess I will," She said, remembering those wretched days back in real life when her mom made her sleep on their awful couch.
She followed Yakko, Wakko, and Dot to a giant bed with 3 pillows, but it was large enough to fit them all. The 3 siblings climbed into the bed, Wakko on the left, Dot in the middle, and Yakko on the right. Wakko looked over to Sam, smiling as his sibs went to sleep in an instant – Dot holding a brush and Yakko mumbling something about "United States, Canada, Mexico, Panama...".
"You can sleep by me if you want." Wakko suggested, grabbing a mallet from under the bed and scooting away from Dot.
Sam nodded at the offer and laid down in between Wakko – who was now fast asleep cuddling with his mallet – and Dot. Sleep didn't seem to want to take Sam over, so she lay on her back staring at the ceiling.
After four hours of just staring up, she got bored and irritated. She found herself trying to force herself to sleep, but that was no use. Sleep refused to take her. Sighing, she sat up and looked around at The Warners' sleeping faces. They all looked so peaceful, while she felt like crying. For once in her life, she wanted to be at her own home, maybe even sleeping on the couch. But it was no use. This was not a dream; but some twisted reality. She couldn't just tap some shoes together and say "I wanna go home. I wanna go home."
Wakko stirred from his sleep, blinking to adjust to the darkness of the bedroom. He looked to his left and saw Sam sitting up with her knees tucked to her face. She stared at nothing, not even noticing his presence.
Wakko slowly sat up and her face suddenly flashed to him. She sighed and looked back forward into the darkness. He looked at her for a second before asking, "Sam? What's on your mind?"
Sam looked at him and said, "Home."
"Oh.." Wakko looked at the covers below him. "I'm sorry, can you not sleep or something?"
"Nope. I've been up for I don't know how many hours." Sam sighed.
Wakko got a plan. "Well, maybe you just need something to help you sleep!"
Sam looked at him as if he were crazy – which was really true. "What do you mean?" She asked.
"You know, something to hold while sleeping! I have my mallet, Dot has her brush, and Yakko...well he is just Yakko." Wakko looked around, "Hmm..you could have...some ribbon?" He held up some silver ribbon that looked like the one tied to her ears.
"No. I'd probably choke if I held onto that all night." Sam said.
"You're right. Um...what about..." Wakko gazed around the room. He found a teddy bear and held it to her face. "What about this bear!?"
"No. I never got the point of stuffed animals." She waved the idea off.
Wakko was running out of ideas, until Sam suggested something.
"What about your hat?" She asked, pointing to his hat. "It reminds me of my brother."
Wakko looked up at his hat sadly. He didn't want to give it to her, but it would be rude not to. He nodded sadly and took off his hat, handing it to her. "Here. You can barrow it. But only at night! I love that hat."
"Will do. Thanks, Wakko. I mean, just for everything. I don't know what I'd do with out you and your siblings." Sam thanked, causing Wakko's heart seem to beat out of his chest.
"Eh," he said coolly, "it's just the act of kindness. No need to thank me." Wakko said, smiling.
Sam settled down next to him, hugging the hat and slowly getting off to sleep. It would be a wonder about her old life until the morning. Wakko mentally hit himself for never asking her when she was thinking about it for so many hours.
Sighing, Wakko hugged his mallet and went off to sleep, leaving the moments of that day to become dreams at night.
