"RALPH, CAPTURE THOSE WARNERS!"

A furious Plotz screams this from the window of his office, angrily watching below as the overweight security guard, Ralph, did his very best to chase the Warners. It was late afternoon and the Warners had just returned from a day of shenanigans. Now it was time for their favorite pastime. Being chased by Ralph the security guard.

"I'm trying boss, I'm trying!" Ralph shouts, stopping just long enough for the two youngest siblings of the trio to get ahead of the big guy.

"Try harder!" Plotz yells and closes the window shut.

Wakko and Dot screech to a stop next to Yakko and the three huddle together.

"Okay, sibs. Phase two." Yakko says with a wink.

His siblings nod. "Right!"

They break up their huddle just as Ralph storms over to them, net in hand and ready to catch them. All three run off before separating into the alleyways of the studio buildings. Ralph screeches to a stop before snapping his head around, trying to figure out which one to follow. In the end he runs after the eldest.

Yakko giggles, jumping over actors and actresses as he moves forward through the studio. If he was right, and he never is wrong, the tower was ahead and so would be phases three and four.

Wakko and Dot.

Yakko turns around and begins running backwards, facing Ralph.

"Come on, big guy!" Yakko taunts. "I know you can do better than that!"

The net comes down and Yakko dodges.

"Ooh, so close!" Yakko shouts and turns forward, running ahead of Ralph.

Up ahead, Dot has reached behind a building and peeks out to see Yakko coming with Ralph not too far behind. She grins and takes a rope out, tossing across the road.

"Okay Wakko! Grab the rope!" Dot says looking up, expecting to see her brother on the other end of the rope…but he's nowhere to be seen?

Just across from her was another alleyway where Wakko would have been hidden in order to pull the rope just as Yakko passes by with Ralph. But the alley was empty. That's weird, Wakko should've been here by now!

Dot gasps and peeks from behind the building. Yakko and Ralph are getting closer.

Oh well, plan B!

Dot wraps the rope up and swings it up into the air until she has enough velocity to throw it and when she does it catches onto a dumpster. With one end of the rope in her hands, she waits for Yakko.

"Too slow!" Yakko's taunts reach her ear and Yakko jumps over the rope right on schedule.

The minute Ralph gets close, Dot tugs the rope up. Ralph runs right into the rope, tripping over it and getting tangled up like a mummy. Dot laughs and so does Yakko, who walks over to Ralph. All tied up, Ralph struggled on his toes, trying to move but with no avail. Yakko spots a piece of rope sticking out. He grins.

"Ah, here Ralph. Lemme help!" Yakko pulls hard on the rope, stretching it out.

In a whirlwind, Ralph is released from the rope prison and goes spinning off, screaming at the top of his lungs. He keeps spinning until he runs into a rack of clothes two people are transporting across the lot. Somehow, the guard gets stuck in one of the clown outfits. Too dazed to do much about it, Ralph, unfortunately, lets the people drag him off. Yakko and Dot are too busy laughing to help anyway.

"That went off without a hitch." Yakko laughs.

Dot stops laughing. "Well, almost."

"Huh?" Yakko says, looking at his baby sister.

She points a thumb at the empty alleyway. It takes Yakko a full minute to process.

"Why am I looking at an alleyway Dot?" Yakko asks.

Dot facepalms. "Wakko never made it to the alleyway."

"He didn't?" Yakko says, scratching his head in thought.

"No!" Dot huffs. "Left me to do all the work."

"Maybe he got lost in the alleys again." Yakko concluded, walking into the alleyway. "Come on. Let's go find him."

Dot shrugs and follows after her older brother.

Within the studio lot, the lovable Wakko was indeed lost. He was currently looking at a fork in the road.

"No one cares for the earth anymore." Wakko says in disgust as he grabs the fork and throws it into the trash. He then turns to the actual crossroad before him. "Okay, eenie meenie miney and moe!"

His rhyme ended with him taking the left passageway. He runs ahead and goes into the left alleyway. As he walks inside, there's rubbish everywhere. He makes a face and tiptoes around it all.

"How disgusting." Wakko grimaces.

Jumping past a puddle, Wakko notices a mirror as he passes by it. Curious, he goes up to it. At the same time his reflection walks up to him. Well at least he thought so. But it's not wearing the same clothes as him. How odd. Where's his turtleneck and hat? Why's he got on a limpy blue shirt with a collar? And some sort of hood? Is this one of those funny mirrors?

Wakko crouches down and so does his reflection. He touches the surface and so does his reflection. He stands back up. And so does his reflection.

Wakko put a hand up to his chin in thought. So does his reflection, he notes. He snaps his fingers.

"I got it!" Wakko turns around and pulls a face with his cheeks puffed out and eyes gone into swirls. He looks back at the mirror.

His reflection did the same. Wakko smiles.

"You're good." Wakko compliments.

His reflection bows and smiles back. "Thanks!"

Wakko's eyes bug out and he backs away from the mirror, gasping as he falls backwards onto his bum. Wakko grimaces and looks up at the mirror. It had copied his movements one again. Wakko growls and stands back up, marching up to the mirror, his 'reflection' doing the same.

"You're not my reflection!" Wakko snaps, bumping heads with the 'reflection'. "I've seen it plenty of times to know it doesn't speak back!"

His 'reflection' puts a hand to his chin in thought. He snaps his fingers. "What if your reflection always could but never had the choice? It had to blend in with its mirror society."

Wakko pales. He holds his head. "That makes so much sense!"

Wakko's 'reflection' laughs. "It's so illogical, it's logical!"

"Exactly!" Wakko then high fives his 'reflection'. Then takes a full second to process what happened. He growls and glares at his 'reflection', the 'reflection' deciding to do the same. "You're not getting off that easy copycat! Where's my reflection? What have you done with it!"

Wakko then tackles his 'reflection' and the two go down to the ground, fighting and creating a literal cloud of dust around them which bounces around the alleyway with them. Wakko suddenly gets kicked out of the cloud and hits the ground. He growls and stands back up to his feet, watching the cloud disappear and reveal his copycat making faces at him from the mirror frame.

"Haha!" The copycat taunts. "I win!"

"Give me back my reflection!" Wakko snarls.

"I don't have it!" The copycat snarls back, both boys circling around the mirror frame until they've traded places. The copycat then points at Wakko. "Oh, look! It's back!"

"What?" Wakko then pokes his head out of the frame and looks at the mirror. He gasps with delight at being able to see himself within the mirror. He hugs himself. "Reflection, you were here all along!"

Wakko's ears perk up at running footsteps and he snaps his head up. He watches his copycat run off into another alleyway.

"Wait!" Wakko calls out, running out of the mirror frame and chases after. "Don't you want to meet my reflection?"

Wakko keeps running until he reaches the next alleyway. There he finds it empty of anyone.

"Oh Mr. Reflection!" Wakko shouts. "Where did you go?"

Wakko hears a creak and looks up. His copycat was climbing onto the top of the roof of one of the studio buildings. He went up the fire escape! Wakko runs up to the fire escape.

"Wait for me!" Wakko says as he ascends up the ladder.

Upon reaching the top, Wakko pulls himself onto the roof. He spots his copycat at the edge of the roof. His copycat turns around just as Wakko stands up and walks towards him.

"Got you!" Wakko says victoriously.

His copycat smiles.

"Not even close!" The copycat says.

With a leap backwards, the copycat jumps off the building. Wakko gasps and runs over. He reaches the edge and looks over, expecting to see the copycat splattered on the sidewalk of the ground. Instead he finds nothing but empty grounds.

The copycat was gone.

"Wakko! Hey Wakko!"

"Huh?" Wakko looks back down below in the alleyway and spots his siblings.

Yakko was waving up at him. "Wakko, what are you doing up there?"

"You missed your cue with Ralph!" Dot adds in. "It was hilarious!"

"He fell into a clown costume and everything." Yakko adds. "Come on down from there!"

"Coming!" Wakko calls out and takes one last look down the way the copycat leaped before rushing over to the fire escape. Wakko slides down the ladder and jumps off.

"Sorry." Wakko says. "I was chasing Mr. Reflection."

"Who's that?" Dot asks as they walk out the alleyway.

"I'm not exactly sure." Wakko says, confused.

"Well, whoever they were, you'll catch them next time." Yakko says as they make way for the water tower.

"I guess so." Wakko says.

"Last one to the tower is a rotten egg!" Yakko shouts before toon speeding for the tower.

"No fair!" Dot shouts. "You gave yourself a heads start!"

"Wait for me!" Wakko shouts, chasing after them.

As the three Warners race for the tower, none of them notice a small hooded figure watching them from the roof of the studio buildings. The copycat watched those Warners until each one raced inside the water tower and were out of sight. The figure gets up to his feet and starts running across the studio buildings, jumping to and fro from each one until he reaches the main office building belonging to Plotz himself. They jump onto the windows and slide it open before slipping inside.