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Yakko shivered as a gust of cool wind rushed past his fur. It was getting dark out, and it was always much chillier at night. He sat there staring into the distance, a blank expression on his face. He was completely lost in thought.

Sounds of traffic and construction filled his ears, while the sight of blue and red police lights filled his vision.

Yakko snapped out of his daydream when he realized that the police had arrived at the studio. The glimmer of the police lights shone upon the buildings around the studio, and upon the walls of the studio. There were only two police cars. One of them was the typical white and black, while the other was completely black with just the lights on the top of it.

Two regular police men came out of the white and black car, wearing the casual police uniform, while only one man came out of the black car.

It was a toon, a dog toon to be exact. His fur was a very light blue, with a tiny shade of purple in it. His ears were long, black, and floppy. His hands were covered with very slick and clean white gloves. He was wearing long black pants, almost dress pants, and a plaid collared shirt.

Yakko turned to Scratchy, who was sitting right next to him, and nodded.

They both stood up as the dog toon approached them.

"The names Harold." The dog-toon said, with a very thick scouse accent. He stuck his hand out to Scratchy in an attempt to shake hands.

"Greetings. My name is Doctor Otto Scratchnsniff, and zis is Yakko Varner." Scratchy shook Harold's hand as he pointed to Yakko with his other. Yakko waved shyly.

Once Harold was done shaking Scratchy's hand, he then shook Yakko's hand.

"I'm going to assume that you two are wondering who I am, and that is why I am going to tell you!" Harold exclaimed excitedly.

Yakko and Scratchy gave each other a confused look.

"Well, I am a Private Investigator, P.I for short. I'm here to help you find your brother. I need to ask a few questions first, is that okay with you?" Harold asked.

"Ask away." Yakko said tiredly.

Harold looked over to Scratchy, giving him a look that said 'we need privacy', Scratchy nodded, then walked away.

"Alright, so where did you last see your brother?" Harold asked curiously.

"He was in our Water Tower, that's where we live." Yakko explained.

Harold pulled out a plain black notepad and began writing in it.

"Alright. Was he left alone in the Water Tower?" Harold said with a concerned look on his face.

"Ummm, yes. Yes he was." Guilt took over Yakko's face as he answered the question.

"Alright. I'm gonna have to ask you to come back to the police station with me for further questioning." Harold said.

"What? Why?!" Yakko was concerned. Was he getting arrested for leaving Wakko alone in the tower?

"Don't worry boy, you're not in trouble. We just need to talk in a place that is more, well, private." Harold explained cautiously.

"What about my sister? What are we gonna do about her?" Yakko asked. Concern for the future was starting to become obvious by his facial expression.

"Don't worry, I have my men collecting her right now. I have some questions for her too." Harold said.

Yakko's ears perked up at the sound of his little sister. She was yelling, and was clearly unhappy.

"Let go of me you filthy slob! You have no idea who you're messing with! Are you even listening to me?!"

Yakko chuckled at the sight and sound of Dot yelling at the police man, who was currently carrying her out of the studio.

"How dare you! How DARE you carry me without my approval! I will end you! You have NO idea who you're messing with!" Dot yelled as the policeman put her on the ground.

"Save your threats, I'm just doing my job." The policeman said, annoyed.

Dots facial expression went from angry, to childlike and innocent once she saw Yakko.

She ran across the pavement and wrapped her arms around Yakko. Yakko laughed, then returned the hug.

"What do these men want with us?" Dot asked, trying to put on her best cute voice.

"Save the act Dot. They're just police, we're gonna go down to the police station so that they can ask us a few questions." Yakko explained.

"Like what? I don't want some strange man asking me a bunch of personal questions!" Dot yelled, annoyance etched in her voice.

"Calm down, darling. We're just gonna ask a few questions that will help us find your brother." Harold said, attempting to get Dot to be more reasonable.

Concern filled Dots' face as she was reminded of her brother. She didn't think that the police would have to be involved, she assumed that he'd just ran off to the park or something. Her heart dropped into her stomach as she began thinking about all the things that could have happened to him. Even though he was really annoying sometimes, he was still her brother nonetheless.

"Oh... OK..." Dot said, trying to keep herself together. Butterflies were flying in her stomach, and she felt like she wanted to throw up. She was incredibly nervous about the police asking her questions.

"So, when do we leave?" Yakko asked, trying to break the silence.

"Now. Hop in the back of my car and I'll take you to the station." Said Harold as he opened up the door to the car.

"What about Scratchy?" Yakko asked curiously.

"We don't have any questions for him, just you two. Now get in, we don't have all night!" Harold exclaimed as he held the door open for them.

Yakko hesitantly got in the car, followed by Dot. It was late, they were both tired, and the police station is probably the last place he wanted to be. But he wasn't about to refuse an order from the cops, and anything that would help him get Wakko back was okay with him!

They crawled into the back of Harold's car. It was cramped, uncomfortable, and full of junk. There were torn leather seats with stains on them. The floor of the car was covered with a few 'choice' magazines that Yakko had to cover with his foot, so that Dot wouldn't see them. There was what seemed like ketchup stains on the seats, and the roof of the car was dented and scratched.

"This car reminds me of that movie we went to see, beautifully disgusting." Yakko said to Dot. She snickered at the remark.

"Oh save it Yakko. If this car was ANYTHING like that movie, then we would probably be riding in a limo!" Dot retorted to Yakko, who was sitting with his arms crossed.

"A limo made out of trash." Yakko sarcastically said.

"Will you two keep it down?!" Harold yelled from the front seat of the car.

"Umm, sorry!" Yakko and Dot both giggled to each other. They were being quite loud, especially for being inside a car. Yakko gave himself a mental note to NEVER make fun of a movie that Dot liked.

"Uh, Yakko?" Dot called over to Yakko, who was looking out the window.

"Yes, sister sibling?" Yakko replied with a happier tone than what she had been hearing from him lately.

"He is gonna be okay, right?" Dots facial expression was that of concern and fear, with a slight bit of sadness in it. She was very worried.

Yakko's face went from happy to sad in almost an instant. He put his arm around Dot and said, "Of course he will. Harold is an investigator, he will help us find him. Just make sure you answer his questions truthfully. Everything will be alright, I promise."

"OK. What kind of questions is he gonna ask us?" Dot curiously asked.

"I wish I knew sister sib, I wish I knew." Yakko sighed. He wished he had the answer to her questions, but he honestly had no idea. He was just as scared as she was, if not more, but he had to stay strong. If not for her, then for himself. They weren't gonna ever find him if he just cried about it all day. No, he was gonna get through this. They were going to find their brother. He was going to be okay, everything was going to be okay.

What happens if he is not okay?

Yakko attempted to push the thought out of his head, but it was all in vain. The fear of failing to save his brother was like a dark cloud that was constantly hovering over his head.

Yakko was snapped out of his thoughts once the car stopped.

"Alright, we're here." Said Harold, as he unbuckled his seatbelt.