Hey there! I got somethin' new for y'all today: a crossover! (Although this isn't that thing that I teased about from the ending of the last story.)
But first, a few important disclaimers.
Without giving much away, I will pretty much introduce some of my Sonic OCs here as I figure out writing their story. Consider it a preview of what's to come for my true creations. :)
Although this is technically a crossover, I will not list it as such on this site. I see it moreso as an Animaniacs fic if anything.
Also, just to clarify, this story is most likely going to be pretty much non-canon to either side.
There might be a few things that admittedly don't make a lot of sense (especially if you think about it), so take this entire plot with a grain of salt. This was simply an idea that I couldn't help but think about and put into words. :P
And with all that outta the way, let's start!
Obligatory Disclaimer: Animaniacs does not belong to me; it belongs to Warner Bros. Entertainment.
10 minutes ago
Scratchy sat wearily (and wet) at his desk as the Warners sat on the couch, doubled over in laughter at their latest trick. He rubbed his temples in an attempt to tame the incoming headache caused by his current charges. He knew he shouldn't question working with toons, especially after how long he's done it, but he just had to wonder: how do you even manage to fit an entire aquarium in a closet?!
As his incoming headache began to ebb, Plotz's voice rang from the intercom. "Scratchensniff! Are the Warners with you right now?"
The shrink took a moment to recollect before responding. He pressed the button. "Yes, sir. We are in the middle of a session."
"Well, unfortunately, that session will most likely have to wait."
"He says that as if they ever worked," the eldest Warner snarked. His siblings snickered.
"I heard that!" Yakko just grinned smugly. "I'd wipe that smile off of your face, Warner, because this news concerns me as much as it does you.
"A vampire has been spotted among the studio grounds."
Each of the siblings had a different reaction.
Yakko did indeed wipe the grin from his face and replaced it with a serious scowl.
Wakko also grew apprehensive, but didn't give the hard glare like his brother. In fact, he looked more curious than angry.
But nothing could compare to Dot's reaction. Her pale face (as if it could get any whiter) was anything but a pure look of terror that no amount of acting lessons could replicate.
"Fortunately, Ralph was actually able to do his job and subjugated it with a toon-proof cuff. However, it is still not caught. It is likely that it is wandering around the lot as we speak." Dot couldn't help but shiver at that.
"I have already advised a majority of the staff to be on high alert. This includes you, Scratchensniff. Warners, I suggest you three stay near your tower until the vampire has been apprehended."
Dot momentarily shook off her fear to dramatically lift her hand to her head. "Oh my, the world must be ending!" She thumbed over to the intercom. "For once, I agree with him."
"Hey, hey, hey, wait a minute," Yakko interrupted. "I dunno about you, but I'm not one to stay cooped up in one place for long just because of one schmuck." He crossed his arms.
Wakko nodded in agreement. "Yeah, plus it's Halloween! How're we gonna miss that?"
Scratchy shook his head. "I must agree with Mr. Plotz. Nobody wants a repeat of the night you were turned, Yakko."
"And it's not gonna happen," the eldest refuted, his voice dripping with resolve. "We all remember what happened that night, but we didn't expect it. But this time we do know, and we can plan something ahead of time." He then looked down at his hands. "Not to mention I'm a vampire now. If push comes to shove, I might have a better chance going against it." He looked back at the shrink. "Scratchy, I really appreciate the concern, but we can fight back against that vamp, so don't you worry. We'll be fine."
Wakko and Dot looked at their brother in slight awe. They had never heard him say anything with such conviction; they didn't think they had any other choice but to believe him. Dot was still terrified at the idea of even facing another vampire, but she felt so much more at ease with her brothers' presence.
"Suit yourself," Plotz curtly responded. "Scratchensniff, this session is to be cut short. Warners, you can be on your way now."
After a glance at each other, they all came to a silent agreement. They hopped off of the couch and made their way to the door. "See ya, Scratchy!" Yakko called out, waving at the shrink.
He waved back. "Stay safe, kidzes."
Yakko and Dot now stood outside the psychiatric building, waiting for Wakko after he promptly zipped off to the studio restroom to take care of his little 'potty emergency'. Normally, they would be on their way back to the tower and just wait for their brother to come back without a care in the world; it wasn't like Wakko's potty emergencies were uncommon. But a vampire was on the loose now; neither of them could afford the risk. Luckily, the nearest restroom wasn't that far away, but they were going to stick as close together as possible at all times until the bloodsucker was caught.
The youngest Warner continued to fold her arms and tap her foot restlessly. "Can Wakko hurry up already?" she groaned. "I don't wanna be out here when that vampire strikes.."
"Relax, sis," Yakko drawled, wrapping an arm around her. "We're not gonna let that vamp hurt you. Besides, Plotz said that it was weakened anyway. I doubt that it'll have enough strength to take all three of us down. Heck, it may not even be able to take on just one of us."
She gave a heavy sigh. "I hope so," she muttered.
"I'm done!" Wakko's voice rang. His siblings saw him zip from around the corner and stop right from of them, happily giving a salute.
"Okay, good, now let's get out of here," Dot said hurriedly, lightly sprinting in front of her brothers.
As they began to walk, Wakko felt a devious thought creep into his mind. He smirked. "I keep tellin' ya, sis, you're a vampire magnet."
"Shut up, Wakko."
Before he could even start his next sentence, a small figure greeted him by landing smack dab in the face, eliciting a cry of surprise from him. Yakko and Dot immediately came to his side. As his vision refocused, he saw that the perpetrator was a white dove, which was now perching on his nose.
"Oh! Sorry!" It was a high-pitched, female voice; a young one at that. Wakko looked around for its owner, becoming confused when he saw no one but his siblings and the dove. Was the voice coming from inside his head? He inwardly rolled his eyes; he knew he was zany, but he wasn't a straight-up lunatic.
"Did you hear something?" He asked his siblings. They both shook their heads. "Huh. I swear I heard something. It sounded like a girl."
"Uh, yeah, that was me!"
Now both Yakko and Dot jolted and they looked around for the source of the voice along with their brother. Again, they found no one until they turned their attention to the dove. "Uh, is the bird talking to us?" The Warner sister questioned, her eyebrow raised.
"Without opening its mouth?" Yakko finished.
"Yep!" It chirped. "It's telepathy. I'm not that strong at it, though, so I'll just make this easier for myself." It then lightly hovered off of the middle Warner's nose and landed on the ground (after slipping up on its talons).
The dove glowed white and shifted into an entirely different form. As the glow subsided, it revealed a small, non-anthropomorphic fox with mostly yellow fur and brown eyes. The only other color that decorated its body was white, which covered its muzzle, the fur on its chest and around its neck, the insides of its ears, and the tip of its tail. It definitely looked female, judging from the long eyelashes and pink ribbon tied around its tail. Not to mention the longer fur growing from the back of her head; it almost looked like a makeshift "mane".
She cleared her throat. "Sorry I crashed into you." Her voice came out a tiny bit scratchier than before. "Still need to work on flying."
"Ahh, so you're a shapeshifter, are ya?" Yakko commented, looking over her form.
The fox beamed. "Yep! I'm actually a fox!" She pranced around for a bit. "Buuuuuuuuut this isn't exactly my normal form."
She then got a good look at her audience. They look weird. I've never seen anybody like them. Her head tilted in confusion. "No offense, but, uh, what are you?"
The siblings all smirked at each other; they loved this routine. "Beats us," Yakko shrugged. "We could be dogs."
"Or cats," Dot continued.
"Or rabbits," Wakko chimed.
"Maybe even a mix!" Their older brother continued. "But what we do know is that we're toons!"
"'Toons'?" The young vixen asked, still confused.
"Yep, as in 'cartoon'. We were drawn on a piece of paper and we came to life!"
Wakko smiled. "Yep. We even had our own show back in the '90s."
"And right now, we're in the process of filming a reboot," Yakko added. "But as for who we are…"
"We're the Warner brothers!" He and Wakko announced.
Dot promptly followed with a curtsy. "And the Warner sister."
"I'm Yakko!"
"I'm Wakko!"
"And my name is Princess Angelina Contessa Louisa Francesca Banana Fanna Bo Besca the Third," the youngest declared. The fox gave her a raised eyebrow in response. "But you can call me Dot." She then narrowed her eyes. "Call me Dottie and ya die."
The small fox giggled at that. "I'm Vixie." Her face then shifted to that of concern. "But I was wondering if you could help me…" She fell on a dead end on her words as she looked over them again. "Oh… wait… You guys are part of the studio, aren't you…?" She said, slowly.
"Technically, I guess." Wakko said.
Dot grinned. "But don't worry if you're worried about getting in trouble."
"We may be a part of the studio, but we don't exactly abide by the rules," Yakko also grinned. "So what's the deal, kid?"
Vixie sighed. "Okay." She surreptitiously glanced around the area before turning back to the Warners. "I'm looking for my aunt," she began. Her voice became lower and quieter, causing the two younger siblings to lean closer to hear her; of course, with Yakko's heightened senses, he didn't have to do so. "Me, her, and our dad were on a tour around here and she wandered off to find a bathroom. She hadn't come back for a while, so I tried to find her on my own, but I couldn't."
"So what's the worry here?" The eldest Warner shrugged nonchalantly. "It just sounds like she got lost."
"I.. think she may be wanted by the studio. I even saw a poster."
Wanted? The siblings looked at each other in confusion. Nobody was ever wanted by Warner Bros. in that sense. Not unless she was talking about that vampire that Plotz had just warned about—They all froze. Oh, no..
"Uh, is your aunt, by any chance, a.. vampire?"
She looked at him slightly wide-eyed, as if she was caught in an act. "Yes," was the slow response.
The Warners exchanged worried glances with each other. The young fox became slightly indignant at their expressions. "Is there something wrong with that?"
Yakko shook his head fervently and raised his hands calmly. "No, no, there's nothing inherently wrong with her being a vamp. It's just…"
"We've had a bad run-in with a vampire before," his younger brother finished.
"Well, I know she wouldn't do anything that warrants being wanted like a criminal!" She paused, as if she was contemplating something. "Okay, lemme rephrase that: I know she wouldn't just attack or hurt someone out of nowhere! I promise, she's not a bad person." She sighed. "Can you just please help me find her?"
Again, the Warners exchanged glances, all having conflicting feelings. After a moment, the eldest Warner turned to the young vixen. "If you don't mind, I think we should discuss this in a sibling meeting."
She nodded. Yakko turned back to his siblings and crouched down in a football-style huddle, with them following suit. "Nope," Dot immediately whispered. "Nope, nope, absolutely nope!"
"Okay, okay, I know what you're thinking, Dot—"
"Well, duh! Why are we even considering this?! It's a vampire! We should be chasing that thing outta here!"
"Look, if she's tellin' the truth, then we won't have much to worry about," Yakko reasoned. He sighed. "But if she isn't.. Well, then we might be in for a fight. But as long as we're together, we can overpower it and send it packing outta here."
"Her," Wakko corrected.
"Right," his brother drawled, slightly rolling his eyes amusedly.
"Plus, she sounded really worried," Wakko added. "We should at least try to help her feel better."
The youngest Warner sighed exasperatedly. "Am I actually being outnumbered here?" Her brothers nodded. She sighed again. "Fine, let's get this over with."
The siblings split out from the huddle and assembled themselves in a line. "Alright, kid, we've decided," the eldest spoke. "We'll help ya find her."
Vixie smiled gratefully as she hopped up and down excitedly. "Oh, thank you, thank you! I swear you won't regret it!" Her smile dropped as she looked around her surroundings. "Now if only I knew where to start looking.."
"Where was the last place you guys were at?" The middle Warner asked.
"Uhh, I think the last thing the tour took us to was a movie set?"
"Okay, I guess that's something we could check fir—" However, the oldest sibling was interrupted by a sound picked up by his sensitive ears. He turned his head to the sound and caught a figure in the corner of his eye. He couldn't get a definite look at it, but he could swear that the tail looked Warner-like. Very Warner-like. It appeared to scamper off in the direction of an unused set.
He pointed in its direction. "Welp, think I just saw something run off over there." How convenient. He added silently.
"It could be my auntie!" Vixie gasped. She began to run in the direction that the Warner indicated. "C'mon, let's go!"
Wakko stepped forward to run after her, but he was held back by his older brother's wary hand. Yakko looked at him and their sister with a stern expression, silently saying "Don't do anything reckless," before jogging after the fox, his siblings following close behind.
After a couple of twists and turns, they found Vixie standing at an unused soundstage. "I think I saw something run in here!" She was about to walk inside until Yakko whispered out to her. "Hey, hey, wait a sec. Don't be so hasty, foxy. Ya never know could be lurking around."
"Oh. Right," she sheepishly whispered back.
Yakko, Wakko, and Dot all gave one final look at each other. They all walked cautiously into the soundstage. The siblings were huddled together, with Yakko at the front. He gestured the others to look at him, and he put his finger to his lips.
He then raised his hand up to his ear as it perked attentively, listening for anything that could give away the presence of another being. He didn't hear anything for a few seconds.
Until he heard heavy breathing.
His eyes slightly widened and he traded a concerned glance at his siblings and the young fox. They all got the message: something else was here.
After a seemingly long silence, Yakko began to drift towards the direction of the breathing, the others following suit. The breathing got louder and louder. The oldest sibling briefly motioned his younger peer to get behind him, just in case this being was not the one that she was looking for. They all braced for anything that could spring at them.
However, none of them could probably be prepared for the sight that beheld them.
Another Wakko was right in front of them. It was facing away from them so they couldn't see its face, but everything looked like an exact copy. The only thing that was off was the metal cuff around the copy's right leg.
The trio stiffened. There was no doubt about it. This was their vampire.
It was hunched up, its feet resting on the floor; coupled with the heavy breathing, it seemed as if it was exhausted. However, it felt another presence from behind and quickly whirled around in a small burst of energy to face them, revealing that its face was also the same as the real Wakko's. It stood on all fours and glanced at them apprehensively, its face contorted into a grimace. The copycat's eyes widened once it noticed the original among the party.
It cringed and closed its eyes, expecting an attack. It spoke. But much to their surprise, it did so in an exact replica of Wakko's voice.
"Listen, I don't know what you got against me, but stop chasing after me! Whatever you think I did, I didn't do it!"
The Warners could only glance at each other in utter confusion. This was the vampire, right? Plotz said nothing about it looking exactly like Wakko.
Sensing that it was not going to be attacked, the other 'Wakko' finally opened its eyes. It slowly rose up and stood with the Warner's two feet as opposed to being on all fours. It looked behind the trio and gasped at the sight of the young vixen. The Warner lookalike glided to the kit. "Vix..? It's really you, right..?"
Said fox only responded with a level stare before she crouched down into a playful, pouncing position. She looked at the other 'Wakko' expectantly; she was clearly asking the same thing.
A quick intense silence passed before the lookalike did the same, on all fours again, raising its tail and slightly wagging it. The Warners continued to look on in confusion. (Wakko was slightly amused by how accurate the sight was, actually.)
However, the fox broke into a big smile. "Auntie!" she squealed, leaping forward towards the 'Warner'. It yelped in surprise as it was tackled by the overjoyed kit. She began nuzzling against its muzzle. "I was so worried about you, Ti-ti.."
The other 'Wakko' couldn't help but smile at that. "Don't worry, kiddo, I'm okay," it—no, she—reassured, returning the nuzzle. "Now get offa me."
Vixie giggled and obliged, letting her aunt stand back up.
Yakko decided to finally speak up. "Uh, ex-squeeze me, not to interrupt your nice little moment, but can someone tell us what's goin' on?"
The fox visibly perked up. "Oh, right!" She gestured a paw to the other 'Wakko' in a proud-like manner. "This is my aunt Luna!"
She gave a shy wave back. "Hey."
"They're the Warner brothers, and sister." She pointed to each respective sibling. "That's Yakko, that's Wakko, and she has a really long name, but call her Dot."
The Warners just observed warily at the Wakko lookalike. She felt the stares and grew a little self-conscious. "Um, I know I look like your brother right now, but is there any other reason you're looking at me like that?"
"They're not really fond of vampires, Ti-ti. Plus they're part of the studio."
Her eyes widened at that and her ears slightly flattened against her head as her whole body tensed up in apprehension. "Oh," she muttered, taking a couple steps back.
"Wait, I told them that you weren't bad, though," her niece smiled. "They even helped me find you! So it's not all bad." She looked at her for a response, but became puzzled at the lack of one. In fact, the 'Warner' looked zoned out. "Luna?" She called out. Again, no response. "Luuuna?"
Luna tried to stay her attention on her niece, but she quickly became preoccupied. She sensed some peculiar scent, and it was close; she could feel the growing rumble in her gut. She lightly sniffed around, circling while standing in place, until she was right in the Warner sister's direction. The copycat's expression had changed to something unrecognizable as she transfixed her attention to her.
Dot immediately took a defensive stance. "W-What're you looking at?" She internally cringed at the stutter in her voice. "It's rude to stare, ya know." She huffed in a false show of bravado.
Her words did nothing to deter the other 'Warner'; in fact, she began to walk up to Dot. Her brothers stood at her side, ready to pull out their mallets if she even tried to do anything.
She stopped right in front of her. But to everybody's surprise, she began nuzzling against Dot. The 'Warner' blissfully closed her eyes and tentatively put an arm around her.
Dot grew anxious, but she also became confused. What she saw in front of her was a figure that was exactly like her older brother. But when the copycat touched her, she didn't feel a glove; she felt fur. If she's that girl's aunt, then it makes sense that she has fur. She thought. But why does she look like Wakko?
Unfortunately, she was brought out of her thoughts in the worst way possible.
"You smell so good…"
Dot's eyes widened. She looked back to her brothers, who shared the same alarmed expression. Tell me she didn't say what I think she said…
The Warner lookalike followed up with a small purr not unlike Yakko's when he was in the same position just a month before. "Delicious…" she murmured to herself.
Oh, God, she's gonna drink my blood, she's gonna drink my blood, she's gonna drink my blood, she's gonna drink my blood, she's gonna drink my blood—Yakko, Wakko, help me, please! She mouthed that last part to her brothers.
Luna enjoyed her scent. So sweet… Oh, her blood would be just perfect to feed on! Of course, her niece would be fine with it, but what about the other two? Please, they were her brothers; they would surely interfere with her feeding. Something had to be done.
The copycat smirked. When she opened her eyes, they began to glow blue. Suddenly, a light purple force field bubbled around her and her captive.
The brothers immediately became alarmed and pulled out their mallets to bash the force field. From the corner of her eye, Luna could see Vixie run up and stood in front of them defensively. She heard her voice, but she couldn't pay attention to the actual words.
She smirked. Her niece was helping her with her feeding! She'd be sure to owe her something another time. Her still-glowing eyes looked back down at Dot. "There. That way there won't be any interruptions…" She purred.
Dot could see two fangs poking out past her smiling lips, and she shuddered. She shuddered even more when a tongue ran over her captor's lips.
Seeing something so feral in her other brother's form only continued to unsettle her. Why does she have to look like Wakko? She thought helplessly. Then she grew annoyed at that. She was the Warner sister, for crying out loud! Someone who could easily hold her ground with her girlish tricks and her toon arsenal, not some defenseless little girl! She should be smashing this vampire's face in with her mallet!
But Dot was frozen in fright. As much as she did not want to show it to the very creature she feared the most, her fight-or-flight response succumbed to the latter option. And even then, it was failing.
The vampire continued to nuzzle against her. "Oh, man.. Your blood smells almost just as sweet as my dad…"
Thanks for the added creep factor, Dot thought sarcastically. Who decided to create me with this blood? Stupid author.
Luna sensed her racing pulse. The lookalike couldn't help it; she went down to Dot's neck and opened her mouth, giving a short but drawn out lick across it.
Dang it, why wasn't she doing anything?! Dot had no other idea other than to try to squirm her way out of her grasp, to little avail. She was desperate. Anything to get this monster from feeding on her.
"Luna!"
Just as the copycat was about to descend on her victim, she winced at the loud noise before growing annoyed. She turned her head to see her niece looking at her with another level stare. She gave a tired glare in response. "Vixie, please, don't interrupt me right now. I'm trying to feed."
She's using words; at least I know she's not completely out of control, Vixie mused before shaking her head. "That's the thing; you can't feed on her."
Her glare hardened. "And why not?"
"Think about it, Auntie. They're a part of the studio. You're already wanted; what do you think's gonna happen when they find out that you fed off of one of their employees?"
The feral lookalike's glare turned into a wide-eyed look of realization as she glanced at the floor.
Dang it… She's right…
"And not just us," Yakko quickly added. "You'd probably get punished for feeding on anyone while on this lot."
The 'Warner' only stood, Yakko's words barely registering. She stared blankly at the floor as the choice to either listen to her senses or to give into instincts raged in her mind. Then, in a matter of seconds, the force field around them dissipated and the vampire, with a shaky hiss, hesitantly released the Warner sister, who quickly ran to the sanctuary of her brothers. The young fox stood near her distraught aunt, who deeply sighed as she closed her eyes. When she opened them back up, they were the Warner's normal black color.
"It's so unfair," Luna moaned. "I have the perfect meal right here, and I can't even feed on it." She held her head down in a sulking manner.
Vixie gave a half-hearted chuckle to save face. "You're not making a good first impression," she remarked nervously, taking note of the brothers' glares.
"Ya think?" the oldest Warner dryly commented.
She apologetically grinned before turning to her aunt. "C'mon, I told them you weren't a bad person. You gotta apologize."
Luna slightly perked her head back up, incredulous. "Excuse you, since when are you in the position to order me around?" She sounded indignant, but the playful tone was evident.
"When you're clearly going crazy, like you just did," the younger retorted, smiling.
Luna rolled her eyes before making eye contact with the Warners. She slightly flinched at their glares before sighing heavily. "Okay, I'm sorry I kinda lost control like that. I really wish that that didn't happen." She paused. "I still want your blood, though."
"Auntie!"
"What?—I'm gonna be honest," she shrugged. "Now, if I had already fed, this wouldn't be as much as a problem; it'd be easier for me to control myself. But I am starving and you just smelled so sweet.." She closed her eyes and grinned, inhaling the scent and unconsciously beginning to growl.
She was snapped out of it when Vixie hissed out her name. Luna shook her head to clear her thoughts and muttered a quick "Sorry" when she caught the wary eyes of the Warners.
She raised her hands appeasingly. "Okay, look, if you want, I can explain myself." She smiled down at Vixie. "Consider it as a thanks for helping my niece find me."
She turned back to them. "I swear, I don't want to hurt you," she promised slowly. She then slightly avoided their eye contact. "But I can't exactly promise that I won't fall back on my instincts.. But I will try to control myself from attacking you.
"So, do we have a deal?"
The siblings flashed considering glances to each other. Their first instinct was to deny the offer and to either bolt out of the area or to subdue the vampire and actually bring her to Plotz. She had already attempted to feed on Dot; heck, she even admitted to still wanting to! Who's to say she won't do it again?
But then again… Here they were, talking to that same vampire. Not fighting her, not annoying her, they were talking to her. A vampire that didn't seem to like attacking them. Sure, she did just a few moments ago, but she tried not to. Perhaps Vixie was telling the truth about her aunt. And if she wasn't as bad as they seemed, then maybe they could get some answers for Yakko…
It was settled. "Deal," the eldest agreed.
And I have to leave this on a small cliffhanger, cuz I honestly cannot fit this story into one part. I just can't. :P
But howzit look so far? Interesting? Confusing? Stupid? A mix of all three? Anything else? Leave a comment and offer that constructive criticism if ya got it! :)
Until next time! ;)