Chapter 5
Dejected, Yakko returned to the empty building. After hours of searching, there was still no sign of Wakko. With a flicker of hope, Yakko searched one more place, thinking that maybe there was somehow a way into the abandoned building and that's where Wakko was. After seeing all the doors and windows were sealed shut, he crawled under the deck, planning to check on his sister and half-hoping that his brother had returned..
Suddenly Yakko froze, gripped with fear. His heart sunk when he realized that not only had Wakko not returned, but now Dot was missing too.
Overcome with guilt and grief, Yakko practically collapsed onto the ground. Thoughts of what could have happened to his siblings swirled around in his mind, like a small whirlwind building up to a deadly tornado. Maybe they were kidnapped... or wandered off into traffic. Or what if.... they would never leave him. Would they?
Planning on going to search for his missing siblings, Yakko crawled outside and stood up shakily. After a few steps he collapsed onto the ground, mumbling things between sobs.
"W..why did I leave Dot all alone? I should have brought her with me.. and why didn't I search for Wakko longer? I'm such a bad brother, how could I ever think that I could be like a parent to my sibs??" He choked back another stream of tears. "What if they're dead? How could I ever go on without them...?"
Suddenly a shadow passed over the sun, and Yakko looked up...right into the face of Hilda Fuzzy, who had a wickedly cheezy smile on her face.
"Hello young Yakki" She taunted, "looking for your siblings?"
Leaping from crates to boxes, window sills to ledges, Rita was feeling pretty sly. She came to a closeline and, like a tightrope walker, crossed it gracefully then landed on the ground without making a single noise. Still gripped in her mouth was her breakfast: a stolen fish from the market.
Sudenly she paused, twitching her ears slightly, and listened. Someone was following her.
Rita turned to make her escape, but it was too late. With a swish of net, she was soon trapped. Suddenly she felt herself being lifted up into the air, then tossed in the back of a truck with the words 'City Pound' written in bold, blood red letters.
Her instincts soon kicked into high gear, and before the guy who had trapped her could close the truck door, he felt claws dig viciously into his face.
Smirking triumphantly, Rita went to make her escape.. But just as she had her paw out the door, the city worker shoved her back inside and locked it. She heard the truck start up, and soon felt it moving, taking her away to a place where animal's dreams were crushed, and only the lucky survived, where getting adopted was a matter of life or death. Mewing pitifully, Rita sank into the corner of the truck practicing looking cute, and praying.
When he woke up, all Yakko could see was darkness. The damp, musty air was beginning to bother him, and the ropes which bound his wrists and feet cut into his skin painfully.
He went to cry out, but realized that someone had gagged him. He was sitting against a wall, and the absolute silence was enough to drive anyone insane. Desparation overtook him, and Yakko cried out silently for his siblings. And then sudenly he felt it, a reply. Not exactly in words but.. more of a feeling. Fear, rage, and the longing to be together. For a moment, it was like the three Warner siblings could think as one. Promising not to give up hope, Yakko reassured his siblings as much as he could and prayed everything would turn out okkay.
In the room above, a certain villain with frizzy red hair was pacing. She stopped suddenly, then went over and knocked on a huge metal framed door.
"Dr.Bob? Open up!" She commanded, and a few moments later a bald midget with large beady black eyes, glasses, a small rat tail (the result of an experiment involving processed cheese and a microwave oven going horribly wrong) and apron that said 'Kiss the mad scientist' and in small writing 'Don't worry, I've had all my shots!' underneath, came out.
"Patience Hilda! These thing's take time" He said in a loud, booming voice. Ms.Fuzzy glared down at him.
'I'm not just talking about the formula! I know that part takes time.. have you completed the DNA test yet?"
"Yes Madame" he said mockingly and bowed. She whacked him and screeched "Do not mock Hilda Fuzzy!!!"
Dr.Bob smirked and said nothing. Instead, he pulled out a notepad and consulted his notes.
"Yes.. the results of all my elaborate testing and hard work show much. After many experiments and-" Hilda whacked him
"Cut to the point!"
"Right. The three kids are indeed full toons and their spirit is the essence of what being a toon is all about. We can use them to make our formula to take over the toon world! Ee-hehehehe!" He cackled for dramatic effect.
Hilda Fuzzy grinned. "Very good Dr.Bob, you may now return to making the formula. Keep the children if you wish for experiments, I have no use for them and they're only street rats." Dr.Bob nodded and returned to his laboratory, and Hilda started walking towards the room where the Warners were being kept, her large teeth glinting evily in the artificial lighting.