A.N

(I meant to put this a.n in the previous chapter) Sorry for the slow updates! Been busy as of late, and the last chapter- I wrote, erased, and re-wrote that scene with Dot and Yakko 4 times before I was happy with it!

Enter: Dot

Uh-oh…This cant be good. The men look serious, and they're getting closer. Despite the sunny day they're all wearing jackets. I feel a bit relieved when one of them smiles though.

"Plotz wants to see you three right now." Says the one who smiled. My brothers and I look at each other. Since when has Plotz ever wanted to see us? Usually he does everything in his power to avoid us, and not without reason, I smirk to myself. I look over at Yakko who shrugs and starts off to the diminutive CEO's office, tailed by the men in suits. By the time we step out of the elevator Wakko has one of them singing the chopsticks song.

"You two wait out here." Says the same man who spoke earlier to Wakko and Yakko. "You, in there." He gestures for me to enter Plotz's office. I don't like where this is going. But what else can I do? Into the office I go.

Plotz is at the head of his quadruple long table, peering at me over folded fingers.

"Dot…we have some things to discuss…" He growls. I back flip into a chair at the opposite end of the table.

"So what's on your mind?" I decide to play it cool.

"Frankly," He straightens his tie "People are beginning to talk…We're worried that if we let these past few episodes air we will get too much negative press because of you recent weight loss. I need to warn you, if you don't gain some weight back your show is going to be put on hold as long as it takes." Well THAT'S not good…

"I don't know what you mean!" Forget playing it cool, I'm playing it dumb.

"If you need help Scratchnsniff is there. That is all." Oooh, he's soooo worried and concerned…I hop up from the chair and skip out the door. Wakko and Yakko are waiting for me in the hall.

"Well, I think we can guess what that was about." Wakko crosses his arms and gives me a 'I-totally-knew-this-was-coming' look. I shrug.

"He wont really put our show on hold." I assure him.

"And you know this…how?" Yakko raises an eyebrow. Argh! There they go ganging up on me again!

"Come on, lets go, please!" I beg. I just want to go home. Shooting with Pip always wears us out, and right now all I want to do is sit on the couch and watch TV. To just have it be like old times where no one was obsessing over what I do and look like. Those where the days…

"I don't know…" Muses Yakko. "Maybe you should see Scratchy first…" I don't want to do this!

"First thing tomorrow, ok?" I drop to my knees and put on my most pathetic face. Wakko and Yakko look at each other.

"Well…we did spend the entire day with Pip…" Says Yakko. Its working! Time to milk it. I attach myself to his leg.

"Oh pleeeeeeeeeease!" I squeal. He's going to give in, I can tell! Wakko bursts into laughter.

"Fight it Yakko, fight it!" He snorts.

"I…can't! I…can't…fight…the cute! Fine lets go watch TV" Sucker! I hug him and jump to my feet, immediately falling back down to my furry little ass. Note to self, no more sudden movements unless you want to remain light headed for the rest of your life! I look up to see my brothers staring at me. Cheeks burning red, I get up (more slowly) and start out of Plotz's building, leaving them to follow me. All the while I'm silently praying they wont make anything of it. But, of course, this is my life we're talking about. And nothing ever goes the way I want it.

"Dot, maybe we should go and see Scratchnsniff now…" Yakko looks at me as if I hadn't done that a million times before. I shake my head and soldier on. Or, I would have if Wakko hadn't grabbed my arm.

"Yeah. I really think you should." He actually starts to pull me in the direction of the exit closest to Scratchy's office. Since when are they in charge of everything I do?!

"Wakko, let go! I said I would go tomorrow!" I try to yank my arm out of his grasp, but find I don't have the strength to. Wakko doesn't let go. In fact, his grip tightens and he begins to drag me over to the door! Oh, he is so dead!

"Let go!" I scream and start to kick and thrash around, but Wakko isn't having any of it. Since when was he so strong!? My kicks and one-armed punches connect solidly with his back and sides, but he seems immune to them. That's when Yakko steps in. Or, rather, helps Wakko by holding my shoulders and keeping me from worming out of his grip. I can't believe they're ganging up on me like this! I scream and his and kick and threat and curse, but it does not good. I'm not going to see Scratchnsniff! Not now, not ever! And I don't care what they say! I DON'T CARE!

In a final desperate effort I comp down on Wakkos hand. Hard. He howls in pain and lets go before he realizes what he's done. I duck out of Yakkos hands and I'm off. I sprint down the rest of the hallway as fast as my legs will carry me. I don't even know where I'm going, I just know that I'm getting away from them. From those stupid brothers who need to stay out of my business! It's MY body, not theirs! I think to myself as I slow slightly to round a corner. I can hear them behind me, and I quicken my pace. Fear grips me. I can't let them catch me, they'll make me go to Scratchnsniff! But…I'm starting not to feel so good…

My head feels like its full of air. I keep going, fast. Faster. Fastest. I wont let them catch me, and I've already got a good lead. My legs feel like they're made of jelly. I feel sick to my stomach. My heart is racing faster than it ever has before, but I try to ignore it. Then, without warning, my legs give out completely. I cling to the wall for support, managing to catch myself before I fall. But something's wrong. Something's wrong…

I may have stopped running, but instead of slowing down, my heart is still going a mile a minute. In fact, I think…it is…I think it's still speeding up. I can feel it hammering in my chest, faster, faster, faster…my head feels like its full of helium…and I'm starting to feel scared. It's still speeding up…my vision is starting to go dark…it's still speeding up…I don't think its ever gone this fast…faster…faster…

From far away I hear my brothers screaming, and then the still further sound of my head hitting the floor.

When I wake up there's a tube in my nose.