Chapter three...Oh geez. I'm not even almost done. Oh and to try and clear up some confusion, this first part is from Wakko's POV from when he first woke up to save Dot.

He couldn't remember what he had been dreaming about, as it faded so quickly from his mind as he was, not-so-subtley, awoken from his sleep. In fact, the noise was so loud and sudden, he found himself sat bolt-upright in his make-shift bed before he was awake. He knew that sound anywhere. It hadn't been the first time he'd heard it, afterall.

In a slight panic, he quickly servayed the dark cave, and immedietly noticed Dot was missing. Either upon instinct or common sence (wich wasn't likely), he lept to his feet, pulled out his mallet, and raced out into the misting rain. It didn't take long for him to spot her, and the hungry wolf about to make her his dinner. Ignoring his better judgement, if he had any, he raced towards the wolf at full speed, ready for an all-out battle. It only took one well-aimed swing of his trusty mallet to send the wolf crashing into the nearest tree. Wakko stood poised, however, knowing full well it would come back for more. And he was ready; his siblings were all he had left. There was no way he was going to let them be taken away, too.

Soon, just like he had expected, he saw the wolf slowly get to his feet and shake it off as if it had been hit with a snowball. The wolf's angered scowl allowed his long, sharp fangs to glisten in the dim moonlight. The wolf growled deeply and stared him down, but was only met with Wakko's own cold glare. This only angered the creature more, and it leapt with all it's might, ready to tear Wakko appart. With another hardy swing of his mallet, he sent it back into the tree, this time it lay motionless. The battle was over. He turned to his sister.

"You okkay?" he heard himself ask, no really sure if he had asked it out loud, or only in his head. He extended his hand and helped her up. She immedietly shifted her gaze to her skirt, where she dusted it off.

"Yea, I'm...fine. Thanks." came her weak reply. Her voice seemed to be horce, probally from screaming earlier. He remaind silent.

"No, I'm great, really. I just love near-death expeirences." she spat. A dull shock went through Wakko's brain...he couldn't believe she would be so ungreatfull. But it was soon obviouse she was kidding. He should have known, really. That's what they were all about; sarcasim.

The hug had been so sudden...and unedxpected. But before he knew it, he was hugging her back. It didn't take long for the realization to him him, however, and the hug was cut short.

The next thing he remembered was...being thrown to the ground...and the growling. The sharp pain, then...nothing.

As the memory slowly faded away, light began to pour into his eyes. He winced and shielded his eyes from the incomeing light as he opened his eyes. Was he in heaven? Not likely. He groaned when he realized he was still in the cave. But atleast he had survived.

Yakko's heart skipped a beat when he heard Wakko make a sound. He lept up and to his brother's side. To his relief, Wakko's eyes were open and he seemed to be okay. Yakko smiled and laphed.

"Don't scare me like that, brother'o mine! I was beginning to think we'd haveto start takeing applications for a new brother!" he quiped. Wakko just smiled back, his toung rolling out of his mouth, like it often did. This made Yakko's heart sink a bit. That smile reminded him of just how innocent his little brother really was.

"Nah. You can't get rid of me that easily." came Wakko's weak reply.

Soon after that, Dot walked into the cave, carrying a sack full of assorted berries she had been gathering, to try and get her mind off of her brother's condition. Yakko shifted his gaze to her, a huge grin on his face. Her breath caught in her throught and she almost dropped the berries on the ground. She wasted no time in getting to her brother's side.

"Hi, Dot! You okay?" he asked, as soon as he seen her standing over him. She giggled but couldn't stop a few tears from excapeing and running down her cheeks.

"Please don't ask that. The last time you asked me that, you got pummbled by a wolf, remember?" she replied, her voice cracking. Wakko couldn't take any more of this sappy stuff. Why were they so sad? He was a toon! Everyone knows a toon can't die. And even if he did, they could just go back to hades (or heaven, whatever may be the case), and get him back again. With all the strength he could muster, he sat up and propped himself up with his arms. He immedietly fell back as a sharp and unbearable pain shot through his right arm. Puzzled, he looked over to see his sleeve pulled up and his arm wrapped tightly with leaves and a string. He qickly looked to his brother, looking for answers. Yakko shook his head and shrugged, the look of fear on Wakko's face made his heart feel as if were made of lead.

"Don't ask me, bro. For some reason, it didn't heal like it should have. So just take it easy for awhile untill it does, kay?" he replied. Wakko sighed and returned his gaze to the cave ceiling.

Soon something caught his eye; his favorite thing in the world. Without another thought, he grabbed the pouch from Dot's grasp, and ate the whole thing; bag and all. Dot jumped back, startled by the sudden intrusion of her space, and still spooked from the previouse night's events.

"Deelicious!" Wakko sang, leaping to his feet. Yakko chuckled.

"Well, sis...I think he's feeling better." he stated.

"Heh heh..yea." Dot mumbled.

"Ofcorse! I'm fine. When have I not been?" Wakko said happily. Yakko smirked.

"When have you not been? Wakko, when have you been?" he remarked. Wakko wouldhave stuck his toung out at his brother, but it was already out. Then he thought about it again.

"...Good question." he replied, shrugging with his good arm. Dot rolled her eyes.

"Well, are we going or what?" she questioned, tapping her foot on the ground. Yakko stretched dramically and took a deep breath.

"Yep. Come on, sibs. We have a long walk ahead of us today. Or, atleast, I think so." came his reply. Dot shook her head.

"Nah, maybe we'll find a nice little cottage in the middle of nowhere, where we can happily live out the rest of our days!" she stated, sarcasticaly. Ignoring her last comment, Yakko took another peice of string from his pocket and made a sling out of it for Wakko. Then, he slowly made his way to the front of the cave, then stopped.

"Comin, sibs?" he called, not looking back. Dot sighed, shook her head, and trudged after him. Wakko realized he had been left alone, and he ran after them.

"Wait for me!" he called, decideing not to tell them about the searing pain shooting through his arm.

End of chapter 3.