Chapter 4! Dear reader, have you heard of a term called a "breather episode"? It's a term used to describe an episode from a television show that usually comes before or after a huge, plot heavy episode. It's a little lighter and fluffier than normal, to give the audience a "breather". This is kinda what this chapter is. It gets a lot darker next chapter, fair warning! But for now, enjoy the sibling fluff! :)

I think that you know where the disclaimer is at this point. ;)

Yakko walked down the water tower steps and started walking round the Warner movie lot. He didn't really recognize anyone anymore, because there were a bunch of new shows and movies with actors and toons he didn't know. He did wave hi to Scratchy, who ran off soon after he passed. Yakko rolled his eyes. Despite the way Scratchy acted sometimes, he really did care about the Warners.

Walking and thinking did calm him down. He didn't really think about anything in particular, but he did keep going back all the weird things happing to him. I'm tired, that's all. I'll get to bed early tonight and get a full night's sleep. Then I'll feel better.

"Helloooo Nurse!" Yakko swooned, out of habit, when the studio nurse walked by. She smiled and waved, causing Yakko to get lost in a love sick daze for a little while.

When he snapped out of it, he continued his walk. He noted he got weird looks from others who did know who he was. It was weird to see a Warner out by themselves, not even doing anything zany, and even weirder to see the most talkative Warner silent. He saw Plotz give him a suspicious look when he walked by, which wasn't all that off. No matter what I, or my siblings, are doing, he always expects the worst.

He realized that an hour had passed by, and Wakko might be getting worried by now. Possibly Dot too; it depended on if she was still mad at him.

He got back to the tower, to find that the door handle was gone. Not again! He shook his head and closed his eyes; that had seemed to do the trick the last few times. But not this time.

"No!" he cried, slightly exasperated. He knocked, not up to finding another way in. He heard Wakko tell Dot that he'd get the door. Wakko's look of curiosity changed to one of questioning when he saw Yakko there.

"Why didn't you just open the door? You know we keep it unlocked."

Yakko decided to...He hated the word lying, especially when it came to his sibs. So, he called it "twisting his words" instead.

"I'm really tired," Yakko said and tried to look tired.

"You just went on a walk."

"I ran some. And it's a big lot." Yakko quickly replied. Wakko shrugged, and let him in. He saw Dot sitting on the couch, watching TV. She looked at Yakko, then huffed and went back to her show. Yakko sat down next to her. Dot turned away.

"Hey, I'm really sorry, younger sis," Yakko said. Dot just gave another dissatisfied huff. Yakko sighed, and looked toward Wakko, who gave him a "You problem, dude" look. Yakko took a deep breath, and turned back to Dot.

"I feel really bad about what I said, and I wish I could take it back, because I know I wouldn't be acting this way if I had gotten some more sleep-"

"So, Wakko and I aren't burdens?" Dot inturupted her brother's explanation, and looked at him in a way Yakko could only describe as a mix of wonder and fear.

"When did I say you and Wakko where burdens?" Yakko was shocked. He didn't recall saying anything that bad.

"You were talking about how hard it is for you to take care of me and Wakko, and you don't have Mom or Dad to help, and how stressed and tired you were! And it kinda sounded like you wished that we could take care of ourselves so you wouldn't have any more stress..." She drifted off, looking at the floor.

"Hey, it might be hard sometimes," Yakko said, putting a comforting arm around his sister. "But I will always love you and Wakko and I never regret or get annoyed about having to take care of you guys. Would I like to help out a little more, sure! But, you're not a burden." He turned to Wakko. "Neither of you. You're my family,"

"Group hug!" Dot cried, and, despite some protest from the boys, they had one. "Ya know what," Dot said when they broke apart. "Why don't Wakko and I help you with dinner tonight?"

"And, we'll do the entire cleanup, so you can go to bed early and get some sleep!" Wakko added, and Dot nodded in approval. Yakko felt like crying both tears of joy and releif.

After dinner, which did go by a lot faster with his siblings help, Yakko, out of force of habit, went to go clean up.

"Wait!" Wakko called to his brother. "Dot and I are cleaning up, remember?" Yakko, rembering the words spoken earlier this evening, nodded, then said his good nights and collapsed on his bed. Finally! A good night's sleep...

Okay, I know I don't do endnote's often, but I wanted to tell you guys something. I'm working on another fanfic, this time putting more focus on Dot. Why? Because I havn't writen about her yet! It's still a work in progress, and I'm not going to publish it until this one is done. It's not a direct squel, but it will call back to this fic some. Meaning, spoliers. I'm think it'll be longer than this one, as well. I'm going to reserve endnote's on this fic for updates on the one I'm currently writing. See you all next week! :D