"That was amazing!" Dot said to Yakko as they left the theater.

"Are you kidding? That was one of the WORST movies I have seen in my entire life!" Yakko said back to Dot.

"But it was so romantic! It was beautiful!" Dot said while making big arm movements.

"Beautifully disgusting. I thought I was gonna start throwing up rainbows." Yakko said while making gagging sounds.

"Its not my fault that boys cant comprehend the beauty of love!" Dot said with an annoyed tone in her voice.

"Oh please. I understand more about love then anyone." Yakko then winked at his sister.

"That is NOT what I meant!" Dot said angrily.

"Whatever. Lets just get home. I need to make sure that Wakko didn't burn the tower down." Yakko said, trying to change the subject.

Maybe I was a little rough on him. It wasn't his fault, he didn't even know what the words meant.

Yakko had a sad look on his face. He started to feel bad for his brother.

I know! I'll make it up to him!

"Hey Dot, lets go buy something for Wakko. He didn't come with us to the movie, the least we can do is try to make him feel better." Yakko said as they were heading down the street.

"Why? I thought he was in trouble." Dot said with a confused look on her face.

"He was, but I feel kind of bad for it. He didn't know that what he did was wrong, so it wasn't really fair of me to punish him for it. That is why I'm going to make it up to him!" Yakko said excitedly.

"Can you plllleaaaassseeeee just tell me what he did?" Dot said while trying to put on her best cute face.

"He said bad words. That's all you're getting from me little sis!"

"Ugh, fine. So how exactly are you gonna make it up to him?"

"Easy. I'll just buy him some candy. That usually makes him feel better."

They began their walk to the store. They were going to a convenience store that was only a block away from the studio. It was sort of run down and gross, but at least the candy there was cheap!

The hot sidewalk felt warm on his feet, and the glare from the sun was almost blinding.

Yakko and Dot tensed up once they noticed a group of men smoking in a group near the entrance to the store. Yakko was ready to grab his mallet, just incase.

They gagged and coughed as smoke filled their lungs as they walked past the smokers. The smokers laughed, then continued to talk.

They entered the small and run down store. It smelled like window cleaner, and a few of the light bulbs were out, causing it to be dark in some areas of the store.

"Lets hurry up Dot, I don't like it in here" Exclaimed Yakko.

The sooner they got out of that store, the better.

"What should we get him?" Dot asked.

"Just about anything. I am yet to find a type of candy that Wakko does not enjoy." Said Yakko sarcastically.

"What about that?" Dot said while pointing to a fairly large chocolate bar.

"Perfect." Yakko then took the candy bar and brought it up to the cashier.

"One dollar" The cashier mumbled tiredly.

Yakko then dug through his pocket until he finally came across some money. Pulling it out, he handed it to the cashier and then took the candy bar.

Yakko and Dot walked out, noticing that the group of smokers were no longer there. He looked down at where they were all smoking and saw six cigarette butts on the ground.

Don't people know how to throw anything away?

Yakko grabbed Dots hand and immediately began walking faster out of the area. The sooner he got home, the better.


"Wakko! We're home!" Yakko yelled in the Tower.

Wakko doesn't respond.

"Come on Wakko! We come bearing candy!" Yakko yelled again, this time with more enthusiasm.

Wakko still doesn't respond.

"He's probably just sulking in his room." Dot explained.

"Ugh, you're probably right. Though I did think that the candy would have made him come out." Said Yakko with disappointment in his voice.

Yakko walked into Wakko's room and almost had a heart attack at what he saw... nothing.

"Dot! He's not in here!" Yakko said, panicked.

"What do you mean he's not here?!" Dot asked with almost as much panic

"I mean, he is NOT IN HERE!" Yakko almost screamed back to his sister.

"Where could he possibly be?!" Said Dot with worry in her voice.

"He probably just snuck out to go play or something." Yakko was starting to get angry now. Had he not made it clear that Wakko was to STAY in the tower?!

Once I find him, his hide is mine.

"Dot, stay here. I don't want you to have to witness the amount of yelling and guilt that I am sure Wakko will bring upon me." Yakko said as he left the tower

"Ok. Its not like I was gonna go anyway, I'm far too lazy for that." Dot said snidely to Yakko.

Yakko left the tower and immediately began his decent down the ladder. Once he hit the ground, he quickly began searching everywhere he thought Wakko would be.

He searched the cafe, the buffet, the gift shop, and every single set for all the movies currently being filmed. He searched everywhere.

"Hey Scratchy. Have you seen Wakko around?" Said Yakko as he was passing Dr Scratchnsniff.

"No. I have not seen ze Vakko anywhere." Replied Scratchy with his usual thick accent.

"How about you Bugs?"

"Nope, sorry Doc."

"Porky?!"

"N-no I h-haven't seen h-him anywhere".

"Foghorn?!"

"I saw- I say - I saw the boy going to get some ice cream from a passing truck, but didn't come back. I assumed he went somewhere with you"

Yakko's heart sank. Would he sneak off and leave the studio? No, he couldn't have. Wakko knows better then to leave the studio without someone with him. Yakko has told Wakko countless time that no matter what, he stays in the studio walls unless he is with him.

Yakko began to panic even more. If he wasn't anywhere in the studio, then that means something terrible has happened. Yakko started to hyperventilate as he went through all the possibilities of what happened to his little brother.

Yakko began to cry and mumble while breathing heavily. It seemed almost as if he was trying to call for help, but his crying and hyperventilating was preventing him from doing so.

He jumped as a hand was put on his back. He turned around and there was Scratchy, standing right in front of him with a confused look on his face.

"Vhats wrong Vakko?" Said Scratchy with sympathy in his voice.

"Wakko... movie... punished... taken..." Was all Scratchy could make out of the words that Yakko was attempting to speech.

Yakko's crying was turned into a sob. Tears were running down his face and his heart felt like it was going to burst out of his chest.

"Calm down Vakko! I cant understand vhat you's are saying!" Said scratchy, sounding desperate to find out why Yakko was so upset.

Yakko managed to get himself from a sob to a regular cry. He wiped his face of most of the wetness that was dampening his fur.

"Something happened to Wakko!" Yakko managed to choke out.

Shocked at the words, scratch said "What happened?"

"I don't know!" Yakko cried. "He's missing! I searched everywhere and I cant find him!" More tears began streaming down Yakko's face.

"Calm down Vakko. Vhere did you vast see him?" Scratchy said, attempting to calm down Yakko.

"At the tower! We left him there while Dot and I went to a movie! Then I came back and he wasn't here!" Yakko said.

He was desperate to find him. He wanted nothing more then to see his little brother again.

He began to cry more as he realized that he left on a bad note with Wakko. He had punished him for something he didn't even know was wrong. Wakko was sad and confused onec he was told he had to stay home from the movie. He remembers seeing him all excited to leave for the movie, and then sulking to his room once he told him that he couldn't go. Right now, Yakko felt like the worst older brother ever.

"Its ok Vakko, ve vill find him together." Scratchy said with as much sympathy as he could muster up.

Yakko nodded and was attempting to gain his composure. However, after every new thought of where Wakko might be, he began to cry again. He felt stuck.

This is all my fault! If I haven't been so hard on him, none of this would have happened!


Ugh... Why is everything so bumpy? Where is everyone? Why is it so dark in here? What happened? Did I hit my head or something? Wait a second...

Wakko's eyes opened as he jumped back into reality, remembering everything that had happened. He opened his eyes and looked around, seeing nothing but blackness.

Whats going on?! Why cant I see?!

Wakko then realized that it was probably because he was laying on his stomach with his face to the ground.

He sat up and looked around. He saw a small window on the far end of the otherwise dark room he was in. He could hear mumbling from the otherside of that window. He stood up, and immediately fell back over once the entire room made a huge bump.

He realized that he was in a car or van of some sort.

He crawled over to the little window to look through. He looked through and saw two men, one driving and the other one sitting In the passenger seat, smoking a cigar.

Wakko jumped once one of the men spotted him.

Opening the little window between Wakko and the two men, the man on the passengers side said "Good morning sleeping beauty, how was your nap?"

"W-where a-am I?" Wakko said, now terrified of his current location.

"You're in the back of a van, cant you tell?" Said the driver.

"W-what do you w-want from m-me?" Wakko asked. He began to cry.

"We're just doing our jobs kid. Now please do me a favor and knock yourself out so I don't have to hear you complain the rest of the way" Said the man with the cigar.

"Y-you'll never get a-away with this!" Wakko exclaimed. Wakko attempted to use his toon abilities to make a mallet appear In his hands, but he failed.

The two men began laughing.

"Ha! Look at your wrist kid. As long as that cuff is on, your powers cant do shit." The driver said.

Wakko looked at his wrist and he saw a strange metal bracelet. It was silver with a blue line going through it. He held it up to his ear, and he heard a slight humming sound that was no doubt coming from the bracelet.

Wakko began hitting his wrist against the side of the van. He kept hitting, and hitting, but the bracelet wouldn't come off. Sighing, he decided that he had to resort to more desperate measures.

"Help! Somebody help me! HELP!" Wakko began screaming at the top of his lungs.

"Ok, that's it." The driver then pulled over. He opened the glove compartment and got out a bag of powder. The two men got out of the car. Once they got back of the van, they opened up the double doors that were holding Wakko inside..

Wakko attempted to jump out, but was caught by the two men. He was held down on the ground, unable to move.

"Open your damn mouth!" The man with the cigar said.

Wakko held his mouth closed as tight as he possibly could, and then he shook his head no in defiance.

"Damn it, I said open it!" The man then smacked Wakko considerably hard on his face, causing a red mark to appear.

Wakko began to sob, wondering why in the heck these men were hurting him so much.

Wakko then desperately opened his mouth, hoping that they would stop hitting and yelling at him.

The man then shoved a disgusting tasting powder into his mouth, causing Wakko to gag on it. The man was holding his mouth shut, making it so Wakko couldn't spit it out.

"Swallow it, or I will show you what hell really feels like" Said the man with the cigar.

Wakko began crying hysterically once he swallowed the powder. His face was practically soaked from tears, and his shirt was starting to get stained. He was hyperventilating. He attempted to say something to the man, but nothing was able to come out of his mouth. His crying slowly dissipated, and he became drowsy. Without warning, he fell over into another slumber.

"Damn. What a bitch" The driver said.

"Whatever. Just throw him back into the van. This time though, tie his arms and legs up and put a gag ball in his mouth."

The driver nodded, and did as he was told. They both got back into the van and began driving away.