A/N: Hey all again! I'm so so sorry for no update since the second of this month, but I have a reason for this! I've had 2,000 words written since just after I posted the last chapter, but then my left hand decided to stuff up on me and would allow me to type anything. It still hurts, but I owe you guys an update.

Thank-you to everyone who reviewed the last chapter, it means so much to me to hear you guys like it so far! Unfortunately this chapters a little short, but both Wakko and Dot get to have a good ol' chat about what's been happening. I figured I'd base this a little off my family, my sisters tend to forgive each other before they forgive me so this is what the younger two are gonna do.

But anyway, without further ado-do, let's hear from the Warner sister...

Chapter 3

Dot knew she'd made a mistake as soon as she appeared in Burbank. It was dark and she'd managed to teleport to the wrong side of town, the only source of light flickering from the dim street lamps.

Earlier that day she'd made the decision to transport the toon way, and at the time it seemed like a good idea. There were no possible bookings into California and teleporting would save her the money on airfares anyway. What she neglected to think about was where she was going to pop up. Having been away from town for over seven years, Dot couldn't exactly remember street names; she was just lucky she'd appeared in Burbank in the first place.

Gazing around the area she'd found herself in, Dot saw she wasn't exactly in a good part of town, on the outskirts of Burbank and on the way to the tunnel separating ToonTown from reality.

I knew I should have aimed for the Warner lot; she'd shivered, pulling her light coat further around her shoulders. Usually she wouldn't have to wear a jacket at all, being completely covered in fur and all. But as winter was drawing closer the temperature sometimes made it impossible not to wear one.

She'd tried aiming for the hotel she was to stay at, figuring she would at least appear near it, but that was obviously not the case. After a few minutes of searching for a street that would be at least a little familiar from her spot in front of a pretty well-lit apartment building, Dot decided to concede and ring for a taxi.

Before she was able to grab her phone from behind her however, a drunken laugh had sounded out, putting the toon on edge.

It was a terrible looking toon fox who had suddenly taken an interest in her, eyes trailing up and down her body, thoroughly disgusting her. Glaring at the stumbling fox, Dot huffed.

"Hey, Bub, why doncha' take a picture, it'll last longer," she sneered, backing away subtlety as the intoxicated toon drew near. The fox had merely cocked a smug grin back, wiping his muzzle of the slight drool that had formed.

"I want more 'an that, Toots," he replied, skulking forward, trying to corner her. Dot just looked at him, a flicker of fear crossing her mind before it was wiped away with repulsion. Why be scared of this guy?

Unfortunately however, she hadn't been standing very far away from an apartment building and had somehow managed to, in just four or five steps, get herself backed into the outer wall. Swallowing the fear of what may happen next, Dot scoured up the courage to retort.

"Well, you ain't getting 'more', Bub," she sassed, using her gloved hands to emphasis the word 'more', "So why don't you be a good little fox and run along back to your den or something." This only made the fox grin lustrously back at her, eyes still roaming her uncovered legs.

He was getting unbearably close and Dot had tried to come up with a hit and run plan, but was drawing up blanks. Yes, she had been tailed before and usually a good whack with her mallet would sort out her problems, but this guy just wasn't quitting and she'd done the stupid thing and worn heels, which would slow her down.

Just as the fox was about half a meter in front of her, way too close for comfort, a car engine sounded behind the duo, creaking to a stop.

Please, don't be a drinking buddy, please, she mentally pleaded, hoping this person could help, though if it wasn't a toon that would be an issue. Without toon powers, humans were relatively useless against a fully-grown toon unless said toon had no abilities, but Dot supposed they'd make a good distraction at least.

The fox shielded her from the view of the intruder; annoyed they'd been interrupted.

"Ey', Man," the fox slurred, as the new persons' footsteps drew near, "why don'tcha just get back in ya car and drive away, and forget this happened," he took a wobbly fighting stance, "before I make you forget, myself."

Wanting to find out who the intruder was and see if he could be trusted, Dot opened her mouth, "Wh-who's there?" She asked, cursing at the fear in her voice.

"Hush, Sweet cheeks, I'm talking here," the fox demanded, turning towards her and covering her mouth. This gave her the chance to see who the intruder was and who she saw surprised her. There was no denying it, he was definitely a Warner; down to the tip of his tail. Taking in his headwear she knew it just had to be Wakko.

Meeting his matching eyes, Dot opened her mouth to speak, but a signaled look from her brother stopped her short. Now wasn't the time for a meet and greet. Turning his gaze from hers, Wakko glared at the fox.

"How bout you let the girl go and I won't mallet you into the next millennium," he growled, teeth and fists clenched. Dot was surprised at the ferocity in his eyes.

The fox let out a harsh bark of laughter, thankfully distracted enough as Dot maneuvered her teeth over the foxes hand. I'm sorry about this, mouth…

"I'd like to see you tr- OW!" he began, but was cut off by a sharp pain radiated from the hand that was no longer covering Dot's hand.

Yuck! That was just as gross as I thought it would be, she thought, furiously wiping her tongue on the back of one of her hands.

"Yuck! That was not something I wanted to do, but you went there, so I did," the female toon stated, smirking triumphantly at the fox that was now nursing a sore hand. No one covers Dot Warners' mouth and lives to tell the tale.

"You little, Bitch!" He raged, bring his uninjured hand up into a fist before going to punch the now surprised female.

Covering her face with the palms of her hands, Dot prepared herself for what was to come. Unless her brothers' reflex had diminished over time, she knew what could follow and sure enough it happened.

Hearing a tell-tail sign of birds tweeting, the toon removed her hands to glance down at the now very flat fox toon in front of her- three little birds flying around his head. She cracked a smile, turning her attention to her savior, she grinned.

"Always the mallet, isn't it?" She tisked, placing her hands on her hips. Wakko merely shrugged back at her nonchalantly, placing the mallet in his hands back into his hammerspace.

"Hey, it's effective isn't it?" He questioned back before smiling back at her, "hiya Dot," he stated. She fixed him with a matching grin of her own, happy to see her big brother again.

"Hello, Wakko," she greeted, stepping over the squished toon to give him a hug which he returned fully. Noticing something, she pulled back to glance up at him, eyebrows raised.

"You've grown," she stated, taking in his image properly. He was definitely taller and had given up that hat he loved so much. Swapping it for a beanie and wearing a blue t-shirt under a leather jacket with a black pair of jeans instead. He looked good with his head fur grown out a bit, more his own toon than sharing big similarities with their older brother.

Wakko seemed to chuckle at his own inside joke before sighing, "That seems to be the talk of the night," he commented glancing back at Dot smiling, "but so have you, Sis," he gestured to her whole image, "you look great."

Dot found herself blushing at her brother, looking down at her simple flowery red dress and coat. She'd manage to grow an adult body, something she'd been hoping to eventually do, so people would stop treating her like she was nine. Unfortunately, unless she was to change her shape back into her old look, she'd never go topless again. She hadn't changed her hair, but had let her ears out of the seemingly ever-present flower tie so now they perched attentively on top of her head like her brothers.

I didn't know I missed being called 'Sis' so much, she mused to herself. The name made her heart clench with happiness- it had been too long, way too long, "Thanks," she mumbled, glancing back up at him. Wakko just smiled in reply, happy that this reunion was going better than the last.

"Also," he gestured towards the area they were standing in, "what are you doing here?"

Dot just gazed at him for a moment, forgetting that she was actually out at night by herself, "I'm here for the reunion and I assume you know about it?" At her question, Wakko nodded so she continued, "Well, I couldn't book a ticket on a plane soon enough so I-"

"Toon teleported here," he worked out.

"Yeah, it would save money anyway, but I didn't think I'd appear this far away from where I'm suppose to be staying," she said, wringing her hands in front of her, shrugging. It wasn't like it was a big deal or anything; it was probably only a few blocks away. Wakko scratched his head uncertainly.

"I could give you a lift if you'd like…" To Dot he seemed almost…afraid to even ask. He knew she didn't bite and if he was thinking about the past then that was ages ago…wasn't it? She just shrugged his nervousness off; they hadn't seen each other for a while so it was okay to be a bit unsure, and smiled thankfully at him.

"That would be great if you could," she replied, pinching her right hand in front of her and slowly pulling it down, a printed piece of paper appearing in her hand as it lowered. Wakko simply rolled his eyes at her trick, causing Dot to stick her tongue out at him.

"Apparently I'm staying at 3901 West Riverside Drive," she noted, reading the paper in front of her. Wakko held out a hand for her to pass it to him. Seeing the little map on the page to help customers see where they need to go.

"Well that's convenient," he stated, "it's right around the corner from the Warner lot." He was slowly getting tired of these terrible coincidences tonight, two was enough for him, "Come on, I'll take you there. I don't live too far away anyway."

Dot just smiled and nodded, following. Both made their way towards Wakkos' car in silence, matching each others foot-falls as if they'd never left each others side. Dot hadn't realized how much she missed having her second older brothers' presence beside her. She remembered when they use to play tag together, just the two of them while Yakko was out doing 'adult' things. Sure, Dot had a lot in common with the oldest Warner, but she also shared a lot in common with Wakko. He taught her how to play the organ for one of their shorts and she'd always go to him for help when struggling with scales or notes on instruments.

Wakko opened the passengers' side door to usher his sister into her seat and closed the door, performing a quick toon hop to appear in the drivers seat. Starting the car, and pushing off from the gutter, he took a glance at Dot out of the corner of his eye while he came up with something to say, but stopped as Dot started speaking before him.

"Nice duds, Wak," she commented, taking in her surroundings. She poked at her seat, "this real leather?"

Wakko nodded before answering, "Yeahhh, it is…." He drew out, kinda surprised at the question. Dot just blinked, shocked.

She looked at the centre console, seeing a small badge that would no doubt match the one in front of the car and blanched. How on earth would he be able to pay for this thing?

"Hey, Wakko?" She asked nonchalantly, using a tone her brother knew to be trouble. Hell, he used it himself at times and understood exactly what could happen. However, he was genuinely interested this time and decided to play along with her.

"Yes, Dot?" He asked, glancing at her every so often just to see her expression. She just smiled innocently at him, which caused him to perk his suspicion even more.

"Where do you work?" She questioned, reclining in her seat while her eyes became half-lidded staring intently at him. Wakko just looked confused and a little relieved.

"That's all you want? That build up was a little unnecessary don't you think?" At Dot's shrug he sighed, "I work at the Warner Music Company, uhh, as the CEO?" He had no idea why he made it sound like a question.

Dot would be lying if she said she wasn't surprised at that. Although she was disappointed in missing his 'rise to power', the youngest Warner was incredibly impressed by that little tidbit of information.

"Wow," she breathed, "impressive, Wakko," she lightly punched him on the arm, "good on ya, Bro! Knew you'd end up somewhere with those musical skills," she smiled. Stopping at an almost deserted intersection, Wakko turned to smile back at her.

"Thanks, Dot," he paused, deciding to change the subject, "so what have you been up to? Last I heard you were in New York…" he trailed, disappointed in himself for not keeping up to date and checking up on her.

Dot shrugged again, "Well, it's not as fabulous as CEO of a record label," she winked, "but I get by okay, I guess. I'm on Broadway, or toon Broadway, as the humans like to classify anyway. I'm the current lead for Guys and Dolls," she informed.

Wakko just blinked, now surprised himself, "That's awesome, Sis! Seems we're both pretty musically inclined, eh?" He laughed.

"Well, we are Warners," Dot replied winking again, "We were drawn that way," she puffed her hair, giggling.

Both of them broke out into fits of laughter, happy to be in each others presence, causing them to remember a better time. When they were all together and happy. Dot was the first to stop, looking thoughtful for a while.

"I wonder what Yakko's doing with himself," she mused, causing Wakko to dry up almost instantly. Dot looked questioningly at him. He sighed, shaking his head momentarily before answering her unspoken question.

"I actually bumped into him tonight when I was having a meeting with a colleague," he said passively, as if he hadn't been stressing over the meeting only half an hour ago, "he looks…good. Still taller than me, but that was inevitable and he seems well off, didn't get a chance to chat too long though," he perked up suddenly, remembering something, "Oh, and he was meeting Danny. You remember Danny, right?" He asked, glancing once more in his sister's direction.

"Yeah, I remember him. Met on the lot right? I bumped into Sawyer in New York recently actually, had no idea Danny was in Burbank," she mused out loud. Wakko just nodded and continued.

"Danny didn't see me though. I bumped into Yakko while he was having trouble with a waiter," he chuckled, but stopped at Dot's raised eyebrow, "What?"

"Why didn't you say hello? Surely Danny woulda' remembered you," she pointed out accusingly. Why is it so hard to talk for him? She stopped her train of though however when she saw the uneasy look on Wakko's face.

"Well, Yakko and mine's meeting was a little forced," Dot was about to reply, but he just continued, "He seemed a little…off. He wasn't exactly acting like he usually would and our conversation sort of died off at the end…" he trailed, grimacing.

Dot just rolled her eyes at her brothers' issues, they just needed a good push in the right direction and she'd be the one to do it.

Shrugging once more, she sighed, "Ah well, we'll probably see him at the reunion anyway. He'll be sure to yak at least once on the night."

Wakko, thankful for the dismissal, simply nodded at her. The car then lapsed into a comfortable silence as both younger Warners thought to themselves.

Dot was use to conversations not lasting too long with Wakko, he was more a doer than a thinker anyway. The one she was worried about was Yakko. If even he had no idea what to say then they had a bit of a problem. Sure, her and her eldest brother parted horribly, but again that was ten years ago so she'd already put it all behind her.

Yakko, I swear to God if you don't get out of this funk you're in around us then I will mallet you until you make it all the way to China.

A/N: Again, sorry this is so short! Next time will be longer, we have a certain Warner meeting after all and it should be interesting. Hope you enjoy and don't forget to review! =)