Well, after two months of waiting, the day had finally come.

Tony was taking them to Burbank TOMORROW!

Wakko leaned back in his bed, reading a book quietly. He and his siblings had learned how to read efficiently in the last two months.

"Yakko, could you tuck me in?" asked Dot, who was in her nightgown and standing by the bed.

"You haven't brushed your teeth yet," said Yakko, grinning and showing his shiny, freshly brushed teeth.

"Aw, come on, Yakko. Can't I skip it just this once?"

"Before we came here, you had skipped it for five years. You have a lot of catching up to do. Do you think that Warner Brothers will hire you if you crumbling teeth?"

Dot pouted. "Well, if you put it that way… I guess I will."

"That's the ticket," said Yakko encouragingly. "I don't blame you for not wanting to go in there, though. Just be careful around the toilet so that the monster living in there doesn't eat you, okay?"

"There's a monster in the toilet?" shrieked Dot. "I'm not going in there!"

Yakko laughed and shook his head. "Dottie, my dear sister, can't you understand sarcasm when you hear it?"

"Oh, you were joking," said Dot, a little relieved. Suddenly she became very angry. "Don't call me Dottie!"

"You have such a bad temper," sighed Yakko. He picked up Dot by her waist and touched his nose with hers. Dot giggled. "Now hurry, before your teeth rot away!" said Yakko, pushing her in the direction of the bathroom.

Wakko sighed and set his book down. They hadn't paid any attention to him. It was like he wasn't even there. Wakko felt a sudden pain in his chest and his eyes suddenly filled with tears.

Tears? Wakko had thought that he didn't even have tear ducts, since he couldn't honestly remember a time when he had cried. But that was precisely what he was doing now. The tears slowly streamed down his face. He made no noises, however, so Yakko couldn't hear him. Ashamed, Wakko hid under the covers, trying to convince himself that it was all just his imagination. The only thing that he could think, however, was that Yakko was Dot's favorite, and Dot was Yakko's favorite, and that neither of them cared about Wakko very much. He was just there.

At that very moment, Yakko sat down on the middle of the bed, where Wakko was, ready to tell him goodnight. "Oh, Wakko! You can't hide underneath those covers. I know you're in here."

When there was no answer, Yakko said, "I'll just pull these back, and you'll be there. AHA!" he cried as he pulled the covers back. Wakko quickly turned his head so Yakko couldn't see it. That was when Yakko knew that something was wrong.

"Wakko, what is it?" he asked, putting his hand on his shoulder. Wakko finally turned his head, and Yakko could see that his face was tear streaked. "What's the matter?"

"Dot's your favorite, isn't she?"

"Wakko, I don't have favorites. I love you just as much as I love Dot."

"Dot's your favorite, because she's the baby. And you're Dot's favorite, because you're… you. You know, taking care of us and stuff." Wakko stopped there. He knew he was just going on and on, feeling sorry for himself. Besides, he could tell that Yakko was telling him the truth.

"Wakko, maybe I don't pay as much attention to you as I should. And I'm really sorry. But I really do love you a lot. I mean, we're brothers, right? Without you I would just have a sister." Yakko grinned cockily. "I'd have no one to look at babes with."

Wakko smiled, and blinked away his tears. I'm just that ignored middle child. Like all those studies say.

"What studies?" asked Yakko.

Studies that say that your birth order plays a big part in the type of person you are. The oldest is the very responsible one, the youngest is the baby, and the middle is… ignored.

"Since when have you read stuff like that?" asked Yakko, making a face.

Wakko, despite himself, smiled. Since whenever I felt like it, that's when!

"Well, you'll be one of the least ignored middle children that will ever live," said Yakko, hugging Wakko. "I promise to pay more attention to you."

That's alright Yakko. You don't have to do that. You pay attention to me. I was just feeling sorry for myself. And if you pay any more attention to me than you already do, then you'll just get annoying.

Wakko turned his head, but Yakko was still looking at him, thus still able to "read" his thoughts. So Yakko knew that Wakko was thinking, That was nice of him to say that, but I wonder if he really means that? I think he does… but I don't know…

Yakko decided to pretend not to have "heard" that. Dot then walked into the room.

"That took awhile," snorted Yakko.

"I was brushing my teeth for a long time so they wouldn't rot and fall out," said Dot.

"Hey Dot," Yakko said suddenly. "I have a question to ask you. Who's your favorite brother, me or Wakko?"

Yakko suddenly realized his mistake. Dot was only five, and maybe a little too young to realize that you shouldn't chose favorites from your family.

"Hmmm…" thought Dot. Well, at least she was having to put a lot of thought into it. At least she didn't quickly blurt out who her favorite was. She opened her mouth to speak. "Hm, no, never mind," she suddenly muttered, going back to thinking again. Finally she shrugged.

"I don't think I have a favorite. I love you both but in different ways. Why, were you two arguing about it?"

"Kind of," said Yakko, looking at Wakko. "Satisfied, oh dearest brother?"

"Yep," said Wakko.

"What, he's satisfied that he's not my favorite?" asked Dot.

"He's satisfied because I'm not your favorite, either," said Yakko. "He seemed to think that we only thought of him as second banana."

"That's untrue!" cried Dot. She climbed into bed and hugged Wakko. "I'm glad to have two great brothers like you and Yakko. You're both great for different reasons."

"What are those reasons?" asked Wakko, who was hugging his little sister back.

"Well, I know that both of you love me back, and you both make me laugh. But Yakko's great for picking me up and spoiling me. Sometimes I love being treated like that; sometimes I get real tired of it. But Wakko, you don't spoil me, at least not nearly as much as Yakko does. We can be goofy together."

"Hey," objected Yakko, "I am too goofy!"

"Come on, Yakko," laughed Wakko. "Compared to me, you're sane. We must train you."

Dot suddenly stood up on the bed. "Soldier, a-tennn HUT!"

Yakko immediately stood at attention and saluted. "Sir yes sir!" he cried.

Wakko grinned. "Okay, so he is kinda goofy." Just then Tony came in.

"You three still aren't in bed yet? You're going to have a big day tomorrow and—"

"—we need our rest. Yeah, I know, Tony," said Wakko.

"We'll go to bed right away," said Dot.

Yakko still stood at attention.

"At ease," said Dot. Yakko immediately slacked and said, "Yeah, I'm dead tired. Goodnight!"

At that, all three Warners snuggled into the covers of the bed and got to sleep rather quickly.

…………

The next day, Tony took the Warners to Warner Brothers Studios in Burbank, California. Once he dropped them off at the front gate, Yakko said, "We'll be fine from here, Tony."

"Are you sure?" asked Tony.

"Positive. Thanks for everything."

"Wait a minute." Tony grabbed a piece of paper and scribbled something on it. "Here's my address. Whatever happens, write me, okay?"

"Sure," said Yakko. "Thanks again. I don't know if I can ever thank you enough."

"It's nothing. Good luck, Yakko Warner. I'll be looking forward to hearing a lot about you." He looked at Wakko. "And Wakko Warner, you don't get into too much trouble, you hear?"

"Gotcha," said Wakko.

"And Dot Warner, you just keep on being as sassy as you are cute. Alright?"

"But of course!" said Dot.

"You have all of your suitcases?"

"Affirmative," said Yakko. "And Dot has her guitar."

"Alright. See you soon, and good luck!"

"Bye Tony!" called out the Warners as Tony drove away.

Dot sniffed a little. "He was almost like our dad."

The Warners crawled under the lifting gate that should have been risen for them if they had had approval to pass. Since they sneaked into restricted places all the time, however, this hardly bothered them.

Unfortunately, security spotted them.

"Hey, you kids! This area's restricted!" cried one of the security guards. Four more appeared, and they were all heading straight towards the Warners.

"Run!" cried Yakko. They grabbed their luggage and made a run for it.

"Where should we hide?" panted Wakko.

Yakko looked around. "There! The water tower!" The Warners, when they had still been living on the streets, stayed in water towers during the nights often. They quickly climbed up the tower.

"Alright, now what?" cried Dot when they reached the top. "They're following us!"

"Get inside!" The Warners pulled at the large "WB" on the tower. This, fortunately, was the door, and they jumped in.

"They went in the water tower!" they could hear the security outside yelling.

"What do they want to do, drown?" asked one. It was obvious to the Warners that this guy didn't spend too much time in water towers. Any of the Warners could tell you that the water in a water tower was stored at the bottom of the tower, and the door opened up to the top, where it was completely dry.

Right now, though, all the Warners could focus on was the fact that the security was wrenching open the door. "What're we gonna do Yakko?" cried Dot in fear.

What would Bugs Bunny do in this situation? thought Yakko. And suddenly he knew. He ran over to the door.

"Yakko, what are you doing?" cried Wakko. Yakko couldn't answer though; the door was opened.

"So this is the kind of welcome you give your own children!" cried Yakko. "We've missed you so much, but obviously you didn't miss us at all! I'm so unhappy!" Yakko was praying that Wakko and Dot would catch on quickly and play along. He shouldn't have worried.

"Oh, pappoo!" moaned Wakko. "Don't you even care?"

"What?" cried Dot. "You don't think I'm cute anymore?"

"I am NOT your father!" cried the man who the Warners were clinging to. "What are you doing here?"

Yakko immediately jumped off of the man and said, "We want to be hired."

"Oh, for that new children's TV show! Why didn't you say so? Follow me."

As the Warners followed the guard, Wakko looked at Yakko and winked. What would we have done if they WEREN'T having auditions for a children's TV show?

Yakko shrugged and winked back.