Chapter 2
The next day Slappy made many phone calls. She phoned the police, Social Security, some orphanages, and finally found a foster home that she'd let take in the three sibs. It wasn't that there wasn't any room in the other places she called, but they were more like adoption agencies; Their purpose was to find homes for the orphaned toon kids as soon as possible, even if it meant splitting families up.
As soon as Slappy had found the Warner three on her door step (literally), she sensed there was something about them. Splitting up the trio would weigh on her conscience for years, so she just couldn't do it. Though getting kind of old and grumpy (Don't tell Slappy I called her that though!), she still had her moments.
Finally a few days later, the foursome stood in the front of the Foster home: three orphaned toon kids, and a retired cartoon squirrel. They stood there in a row looked at the building together.
A green chain-link fence surrounded the yard with a gate by the driveway, and a few scraggly trees grew near the main building. The Foster home itself was about the size of a large house, and was made of brick; it wasn't exactly the nicest or newest looking building, but it served its purpose. A sign hung above the doorway that read 'Sunny Valley Foster Home'. Slappy read it and laughed.
Yakko scrutinized the building and raised an eyebrow, then stated "Looks like a prison."
Slappy was skeptical, but sighed and picked Dot up, took Wakko's hand and went in. Yakko looked around, then sighed and ran to catch up.
Inside, a woman with frizzy orange hair, perfectly white teeth, and way too much tacky jewelry greeted them at the door. Grinning cheezily and without saying anything, she motioned for them all to follow, then led the way to her office.
In her office, it looked like a combination between an office, library, and kid's playroom. There was a large overstuffed plaid chair under a window, from which hung huge, red, flowered curtains. The carpet was orange shag, the walls wallpapered with a delicate floral pattern, and one entire wall was covered in a bookshelf. Amidst it all, toys were scattered everywhere. The room seemed to reflect on the weird woman's looks and personality; insane.
Noone was sure exactly what to think of the woman and her office, except for Wakko who took an immediate dislike to it all.
Finally they were all seated, the strange woman sitting at a desk, with Slappy facing her. The Warner sibs went off exploring the room.
The weird woman looked at Slappy and exclaimed in an extremely high-pitched voice "Welcome to Sunny Valley!!!"
Everyone in the room cringed when she spoke.
"Yeah yeah.." Slappy said impatiently "Now what about the three kids? You are gonna take them in right? And what's your name anyway?"
"Hilda Fuzzy! You can call me Ms. Fuzzy, Hilda, or Fuzzy... Why of course! What straaaange children! Are they yours??" Hilda screeched, and Slappy concentrated on not thinking thoughts of ways to eliminate her.
"Um... no, they're not mine, they're orphans I assume. I phoned the police last night and there's no reports of any missing children. In fact, noone know's where they came from. It was suggested that if I wanted to adopt them I could, or if not I should bring them to somewhere like this.."
"Oh I know! You can adopt them!!!" Hilda cut Slappy off, excited with her plan. Slappy grimaced, then glared at Hilda.
"Listen fuzz-for-brains, are you going to take in the kids or not???"
"Of course! Just fill in this paperwork, and the police and I will complete the rest!" Hilda said, putting a mountain of paperwork in front of Slappy; the papers made a loud thump.
"Just shoot me" She mumbled, then picked up a pen and began filling in as much as she could.
Finally the time came for Slappy to say goodbye to Yakko, Wakko, and Dot. Dot was clinging to Slappy's legs, and Yakko pulled her away. Wakko was busy terrorizing Hilda, but when he realized Slappy was leaving them he went over to them all.
Not wanting to be sentimental, Slappy tried hard to think of the Warner sibs in a detached way. They really we're better off here...
"Look kids, a few years back I might have taken you in, but I'm getting old now. You really are better off here, Fuzz Brain over there may seem a little..um.. "
"Ditzy?" Yakko supplied
"Right.. and I'm sure that a nice family will come along and adopt you three and.."
As Slappy talked on, Yakko's mind wandered elseware. Maybe Slappy thought they were better off here, but his mind was on escape.