It all started at a very noticeable bank in Paris, France. It said "Brilliance Bank" written in bold and underneath it, it said "So brilliant, we've never been robbed!" It was closing time now. Though, the guards were still there trying to stop any certain threats. Their names were Rob, a black guy, and Doc, a white guy. Rob then decided to start a conversation due to having nothing better to do.

"So, uhh, are you bored?" Rob asked.

"Definitely," Doc replied.

"Yeah, I wish we didn't have to do this," Rob said. "I mean why does this bank need two security guards when there's already a security system inside to do all the work for us?"

"Yeah, and the bad guys will start getting zapped by lasers if they're caught within it," Doc said. "Man, everything is much better with machines, aren't they?"

"They sure are," Rob replied.

As the two bumbling cops' conversation continued, there were two shadowy figures in the distance and they looked pretty evil. One was completely balck and white with a top hat, a black cloak and a very thin mustache and a woman who wore a lovely, black dress, had a make-up smeared face and had curly, Marilyn Monroe-like hair.

"Do you have the plan?" the woman asked in a Russian accent.

"Of course I do. What do I look like to you, an imbecile? First, we distract lazy cops with mime over here," the man replied. The mime was right next to him trying to throw an imaginary grenade. He then ducked and covered his ears, only for the imaginary grenade to return and blow him up. Oh, that poor, unfortunate mime.

The man continued. "Second, we sneak in and blow up lousy security system. Third, we remove glass case, push button and we get our hands on platinum. Loads and loads of platinum. Did you get all that?"

"I got it," the woman replied. She then turned towards the mime. "You, go distract those stupid guards!" The mime did as told. He ran over to the security guards, who were still having a conversation.

"Nah, fantasy is much cooler," Doc said.

"You sick dawg? Sci-fi will always be the best!" Rob retorted. Just then, the mime appeared before them.

"What is that?" Doc asked.

"It's a mime," Rob answered. "I'm sick of these things." Rob then brought out a taser and electrocuted the mime, knocking him out. The guards then stood up and proceeded to drag the mime away.

"Hope another one of these creeps doesn't show up," Doc said.

"As do I," Rob agreed.

"Wow, that was easier than I thought. My original intention was to have mime distract guards while we go through the roof," the man said surprised.

"Let's just hope American guards don't show up again," the woman said in response as they went through the roof. They got into the building and triggered the lasers.

"Good thing we have this," the man said as he tapped a button on his wristwatch, activating a large, reflective bubble around both of them. They go through the lasers unharmed and unnoticed. They then got to the vault.

"Insert code", the security system said.

"You want code? We'll give you code," the woman responded. She placed a time bomb on the system. In just 3 seconds, it blew up, causing the vault door to fly open. There, they saw all the shiny, wonderful platinum. The two had their eyes replaced by platinum bars as they looked at it.

"We are rich!" the woman exclaimed. "Leader will be proud of us!"

"Yeah, well gather as much as you can or else Leader is not pleased." They proceeded to grab as much platinum as they could...which was ALL OF IT. They stored it away in a bottomless sack, like the gag bag.

"Well, it looks like we've got it all, now let's...what in God's name are you doing?" the woman said looking at the man, who was now trying to carry a big diamond.

"Hey, Leader may want this too." He keeps pulling and pulling the diamond until he is successful. Unfortunately for him, at that moment an alarm set off. The guards had immediately burst into the vault.

"Freeze, fools!" Doc yelled.

Rob said, "Well, well, well. If it isn't notorious Russian criminals, Ghendy Jones and Melissa Fatalie?" Ghendy and Melissa just stood still. Ghendy then pulled out a gun.

"Bring it on, fellers!"

...

And so, the movie begins. In the depths of Burbank, California, there was a movie studio, Warner Bros. Pictures. In this studio, there was a water tower and in this...y'know what? If you're reading this, you've probably already watched this show and are familiar with everything so let me skip this boring introduction. So Yakko, Wakko and Dot woke up and escaped from the water tower again, wild and free. As they ran amok and wreaked havoc as usual, everyone in the studio screamed and ran in fear of the trio.

"Ah, smell that sibs? That's the smell of great friends in the morning," Yakko said.

"The best friends in the world," Wakko said in succession.

"We're so lucky," Dot said finally. Just then, some music began to play. "Uh oh, I think it's time for a song."

"Well then, why don't we just sing along?" Yakko said in response to his sister.

(Song begins)

Yakko:

We're the luckiest toons in the world,

A world of love and care,

We can't think of any other world,

That's so good and faiiiiiiiir

(Music quickens)

We got cancelled long time ago,

Because of some idiot who no one knows,

But it was all okay in the end,

Because we made a lot of friends,

Friends, friends, friends, friends,

They're the greatest thing in life,

Friends, friends, friends, friends,

They'll help you recover from all the strife

Wakko, you take it from here.

Wakko:

We may live in a water tower,

But that that doesn't mean we have no power,

We can do anything with no end,

The tower itself is a great friend,

Friends, friends, friends, friends,

They'll be there for you, okay,

Friends, friends, friends, friends,

They'll show you a lovely day,

Onto you, Dot. It's time for the grand finale.

(Dot arrives in a sparkling red dress and bow, laying on a piano and holding a microphone. Her dream man, Mel Gibson, is playing the piano.)

Mel: They paid me big time for this.

Dot:

(song goes slower)

You need friends,

Go get some friends,

Don't just sit on your computer writing a script,

Meet a girl,

Say hello,

Take her hand and kiss her lips,

(Dot puts on lipstick and kisses Mel Gibson on the lips very affectionately. Mel proceeds to run away from her.)

Mel: They're gonna have to pay me extra for that!

Dot: Wait, Mel! Come back! We can live Happily! Ever! After! Or maybe we can't, but I won't let him get away this time.

Dot:

You're probably a friendless sap,

Who stays up and never naps,

But I'm telling you that you need friends...Like the writer of this movie

HEY!

Sorry.

All three:

Now get up,

And find yourself some...FRIEEEEEEENDS!

(song ends)

"Whoo, that was a great song," Yakko said, although he was actually very relieved that it was over. "Now, let's go meet our very special friends." The siblings were about to set off, when suddenly, two angry looking men stormed out of Mr. Plotz's office. "Uhhhhhhhhh, who are you two?"

"I'm Phil Lord."

"And I'm Chris Miller."

"We directed "The Lego Movie" last year," Phil added.

Wakko then chimed in. "I saw that movie. It was amazing. But how did computer animation look so much like stop-motion?"

"It's complicated," Chris replied. "And we didn't even animate it, we just directed and wrote it."

Now, it was Dot's turn to get in on the conversation. "Why did you angrily storm out of Mr. Plotz's office?"

Phil answered, "Plotz said there will be no more animation in this studio. He closed down the animation studio because he feels it's under-appreciated and won't make enough money. So that means no Lego Movie sequel."

"Gosh, that's terrible," Dot said.

"Well we better get going. 23 Jump Street isn't gonna make itself," Chris added. The two men left.

"Remember when I said this was a world of love and care? Forget I ever said that," Yakko remarked. Meanwhile, in Mr. Plotz's office, the telephone rings. Plotz picks it up.

"Hello?" All of a sudden, the Warners pop out of the phone and each give him a kiss. Plotz is taken by surprise. "How many times do I have to tell you three no more surprise entrances!?"

"Sorry, we forget," Wakko apologized. "We just wanted to ask you something."

"Well, make it quick, I've got an appointment with Peter Jackson in 10 minutes," Plotz said grumpily.

"Plotzy, we heard you're shutting down Warner Bros. Animation Studios. Is that true?" Yakko asked, hoping the answer would be 'no'.

Plotz thought about sparing the kid's feelings, but he also felt the need to break the truth to him. "I'm sorry about this Yakko, but it's true." The siblings all had shocked faces that resembled "The Scream" after he said that. "It's just that nobody wants to see animated features anymore. They're all just waiting for things like the next Hobbit movie. There will be no more Hobbit movies, but that's just an example. People just don't seem to want to see a series of crafted images on screen and would rather look at real actors."

"Plotzy, whatever do you mean?" Yakko asked, concerned.

"I mean there will be no more animation," Plotz answered regretfully. The Warners each took a second in thought and were shocked to realize something.

"Wait, we're animated characters," Dot said. "So that means-" Plotz cut her off.

"Yes, we're letting you go," Plotz said. Usually, this would be a day of celebration for him and the rest of the Warner Bros. staff, but he, for some reason, didn't feel like celebrating the day when the Warners finally go away. Wakko and Dot both burst into tears, leaving Yakko to comfort them. They all left in sadness.

"What are we gonna do now?" Wakko asked.

"Where are we gonna live?" Dot asked.

Yakko's response was, "For once sibs...I don't know. Maybe we should just go pack our stuff and go." They all went to the Water Tower, which they had once called home, but not anymore. "Wakko, would you do the honors?"

Wakko brought out his gag bag and literally packed the entire room into the bag. They were leaving the studio and noticed several of the animators leaving. They took one last look at Termite Terrace. It was beautiful, despite all the dust...and termites. The siblings inhaled a breath of air from the building, only to cough afterwards. They were walking out the gate and noticed the studio's biggest cartoon stars, Bugs Bunny and Daffy Duck.

"Well, I guess this is goodbye," Yakko said. "I never thought the studio would let you guys go."

"Neither did I," Daffy said sadly. He then began to cry over Bugs' shoulder, with Bugs comforting him.

"There, there Daffy. Here, have a soda."

"Really? Thanks, I never thought you'd give me a brea-" He was cut off when the can let out a loud gunshot aimed directly at his face.

"Ain't I a stinker?" Bugs snarked. The Warners all burst into laughter, despite the sadness that surrounded the situation.

"Ha ha ha," Daffy laughed sarcastically. "You're despicable, like you've always been." The two left.

Yakko asked, "Where are you guys going?"

"Only fate will tell. An' remember, kids. Don't stop bein' funny," Bugs told them.

"So, where to now, Yakko?" Wakko asked.

"Uhhhhhhhhh, beats me, but I'm sure we'll find a new home."

"And how can you assure that?" Dot asked impatiently.

"We'll just cruise through the streets and find a place. Easy as that," Yakko replied. Suddenly, it started to rain.

"Rain!" Dot exclaimed. "How convenient."

The trio joined hands and began to merrily skip along, singing the only song one can sing happily on a rainy day.

I'm singin' in the rain, Just singin' in the rain, What a glorious feeling, I'm happy again.
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A/N: Sorry about this fic being long overdue. Also, I felt a bit of sadness going through this chapter, so this is going to be a dramedy, but the comedy will shine more, unlike that dreaded Wakko's Wish(I hate it as much as I hate Airplane...II:The Sequel, I loved the first film). Anyways, no flames. R&R. Enjoy the next chapter. And yes, the villains were inspired by Boris and Natasha. Also, this is going to have a bit of crime thrown in, so it will be a crime dramedy.