And now, because I ONCE AGAIN drank soda after 10 o'clock, here's another chapter!

Dot: …Shouldn't you cut down on the sugar after dark?

Me: Shouldn't you?

Dot: 0.o …Good point. Continue.

Me: Great so lets-

Yakko: A-HEM.

Me: What?

Wakko: Aren't you forgetting something?

Zane: …something you forgot to include in the LAST chapter?

Me: 0_0 …Oh, right. *ahem* Now, for the reviewer thanks!

Reviewer Thanks (sorry that I forgot last time- PLEASE don't hit me with bricks!)

HBee16: Thanks. I agree, FF2 was actually the one who showed it to me… and you are correct ;)

Scoobycool9 and Luckycool9 and Steve Junior: (yeah, I didn't realize I forgot the reviewer thanks until after I posted the chapter :P) And yeah, it is great.

frumouttamimind: Good, lets hope I can keep them that way- otherwise the producers will be after me.

Rabbit '91: Glad you like it so far, and glad I've almost got Rem's character down (hoping I won't mess up). And thank you for the info :)

Fanatic97: …It's best to leave that to the imagination; Hope the transmission gets to working again.

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After hours of rummaging through the closet, Yakko had finally managed to find the gaming console he had been searching for- looked like any other console, but with virtual-reality goggles that could hook up to it, controllers, and internet connectivity. "Found it!" he declared, blowing the dust off of it.

"About time… half the tower is crammed," Zane commented, motioning to the ocean of junk that had been littered around the room.

"Help me," WG said weakly, sticking her hand up from beneath a pile of sport equipment, Marvel action-figures, and old board games no one longer plays or even knows about.

"Hang on, WG! I'll save you!" Wakko exclaimed, doggy-paddling across the piles of items, carrying a shovel in his mouth. "Justh keeph brea'ing!"

Rem only leaned against the only wall that was still clear of junk, hands in her pockets, still wishing she were back in Palm Springs. "What kind of videogame system is that?" she asked, arching an eyebrow. "Some sort of virtual-reality tech equipment?"

"Brilliant, Holmes," Zane told her, sarcastically. "This console will help us connect to the web to be part of a virtual environment that will allow us to interact with other characters as we go through different levels,"

Rem rolled her eyes. "No shit, Sherlock."

"Would you watch the language?! There could be kids reading this!" Dot sneered.

"Not that it would matter, considering modern-day kids learn how to use swear-words before they're done with kindergarten, start wearing make-up before they enter Junior High, and getting pregnant before they're out of High School…" WG said once Wakko got her free.

"I think all that deserves three 'Goodnight, Everybody!'s, wouldn't you?" Yakko said to the reader, then turned to the author. "Nnnot to be a kill-joy, WG, but could you try not to put information like that into the minds of the readers?"

"Yeah, not really appropriate." Dot agreed, while Wakko nodded.

"This from the kids who like to paint naked people on church ceilings," WG scoffed.

"Goodnight everybody!" Zane said, and Yakko gave him a look. "Sorry, always wanted to say that."

Rem studied the console. "So, let me guess: you guys are going to spend the whole day playing videogames?" she asked.

"Ehhh, just two players at a time," Yakko told her, showing that he only had two set of goggles. "Zane and I will have the first turn, then Dot and WG, and then you and Wakko can have a whack at it."

Wakko raised his mallet. "Not that kind of whack," Zane told him, and Wakko frowned, lowering his mallet.

"Um, like I said before, I don't play videogames much." Rem told Yakko. "I'll pass."

"Hey, I'm not much of a gamer myself, but I'm willing to try it," WG said. "Where else do you have the opportunity to turn into a fictional character and run around with a lethal weapon, go on adventures, beat up villains, and get criticized for spending too much time around a computer by your peers yet still have no shame?"

"Uh, WG? We do that every day in Fanfiction." Zane told her. "…That reminds me, you remembered to put a guard on your machete so you don't accidentally stab anyone again, right?"

WG hid her sheathed weapon behind her back. "Um… maybe."

Oh, great. I'm hanging around a maniac, Rem thought, though didn't really have much room to talk, considering she had caused a lot of damage with her katana… so much, actually, that the graphicness of hundreds of artificial-cartoon drones being slaughtered with their ink staining the walls would no doubt plague the minds of many readers and cause someone… with a weak stomach… to…

(Zane: lets skip it before the narrator throws up).

*Ahem* Anyway, she did her share of damage, yet considering that WG had a lethal weapon AND an insane mind, Rem figured the authoress might be more of a danger to herself and others… and was surprised the Warners (let alone everyone else in the cartoon-universe) wasn't panicking- save for a certain loudmouth in a gang of meddlers who hung around with a werewolf, but more on that later.

Wakko was using a snow-plow to move all the junk back into the closet, while Zane and Yakko hooked up the console. WG and Dot sat on the couch, eager to see the game start. "Well, while you guys play your game, I'm going to take a walk," Rem told them, heading for the door.

"But you just got here!" Dot replied.

"Yeah, and already I need some air," With that, Rem walked out.

Yakko and Zane fitted their goggles on, game-controllers in-hand. "Ready?" Yakko asked.

"Ready!" Zane exclaimed, then pushed 'Start'.

~Switch to a view of The World~

Zane opened his eyes, looking around, noticing that- for some reason- he transformed back into FF2 within the game… only he was dressed like the avatar Kite, but with black hair and glasses, his ego-bracelet attached well on his wrist. "Huh. Forgot how cool my avatar looked. What about you…" he said, turning to the eldest Warner, and his eyes widened. "Yakko?"

Yakko still looked like a Warner… but his avatar had the style similar to that of Balmung. "Hey, what do you know? I'm still taller than you!" Yakko said, grinning.

FF2 looked around. They were standing in a wide field, similar to a countryside in Japan. The grass was green, cherry-blossom trees stood around, the wind blowing their petals off; the mountains in the distance were white, almost blending with the clouds in the sky; a small river flowed near them, and all was quiet.

Too quiet… so you know something may happen.

"I've never been in this part of The World before," FF2 said, both curious and suspicious.

"Maybe the place leveled up over the years," Yakko guessed. "Must be a new 'Starter' level for players who've been absent," he gave his brother a nudge. "C'mon, lets go see if anyone wants to team up with us and cause- er, I mean prevent- mayhem."

"Yeah, no use just standing ar-"

He felt a sting just then, feeling his bracelet growing hot, practically burning his wrist. He grunted, trying to pull it off, but it wouldn't budge. "What's wrong?"

"My… bracelet! It's acting- agh!" his head began to ache, feeling as if someone was drilling nails through his skull from the inside.

The scenery changed just then- the grass was replaced with dirt, the trees were dead, the river went dry, the mountains turned black, and the sky turned red. Everything began to shake, as if the mountains were about to explode, or the earth would crack open beneath their feet.

Yakko drew his weapon, a large steel mallet- the only kind of weapon a Warner would carry, if not try to gain the ability to make anvils rain from the sky (if it were possible). He was always skilled when it came to using cartoon-violence to defeat any antagonists- and considering anime was a style of cartoon, he had no trouble dealing with any foes in The World… however, that didn't keep him from feeling nervous due to the dark change in scenery, and the fact that his new brother was on his knees, clutching his head in agony.

"Fangface the Second! What's going on?!" Yakko cried.

"I… I…" FF2 was trying to answer, but the pain kept his tongue tied.

And then he heard it… a voice within his mind he hadn't heard in years, yet still haunted his subconscious.

"I have you in my control now,"

A shock shot through his body just then…

~Back in the Tooniverse~

WG, Dot, and Wakko watched as Yakko and Zane sat in front of the television, watching their avatars walk around a large field. "Boooorrrrrrring," Dot called.

"Is it our turn yet?" Wakko sighed.

"I don't know, but if something doesn't happen soon…" WG began to say.

That's when the screen turned into a gothic scene, and Zane fell to the floor… shifting from a Warner to FF2, back and forth, writhing in pain. "WHOA!" The others cried.

"Quick, get the goggles off!" WG ran to her friend. "Something in that game is causing-"

*KA-POW!*

In a surge of electricity, the power went out, and Zane and Yakko lay on the floor, unconscious.

Despite the talk Yakko had given earlier, the authoress could not stop the next word that came out of her mouth. "Shit!"

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A/N: CLIFFHANGER! …saw that coming, didn't ya?