Years have passed since the Animaniacs reboot ended and the Warners are all grown up. Most people in the studio who've seen the Warners expected them to leave Burbank and go out to explore (mostly torture) the rest of the world. Maybe Yakko would finally go off to college and graduate with a bachelor's degree, maybe Wakko would become a famous chef with a large appetite, or maybe Dot would find her prince and settle down. Little did they know what they would actually grow up to become.

"Goodnight, everybody! Don't let the guard lock you up in a water tower on your way out, haha!" Yakko laughed as his employees left his office to make their way home for the night. They had all just gotten done with an evening meeting about investments and intellectual properties. Yakko's head was reeling from all these meetings, but he couldn't do anything about it now; after all, he's the CEO of Warner Bros.

After a little 'disagreement' he had with the former CEO during his time as a lawyer for the company, Yakko became the new chief executive officer of the company. It all happened so fast to him, whenever he was asked about his sudden promotion, he'd always say "As the CEO's former lawyer, he kinda had it coming. I mean, did you not see the contracts he made with investors? Ha! It was to die for!"

As soon as everyone left the room, Yakko opened a drawer in his desk, opened a fake book, and pressed a button that was built into the drawer. Immediately, a king sized bed rose from the floor and switched places with his work desk, along with scenic lighting to set the mood. Yakko loosened his tie and jumped on the bed. He could feel his bones melting away the more he embraced the bed's softness. He opened his eyes to realize how spacious and empty the bed was, even with his arms and legs completely spread out.

"I'll find myself a beautiful nurse to share this bed with some day. Oh! I can try finding Hello Nurse herself, that'd be a fun reunion!" Yakko said to himself. He really did hate being alone; maybe that's why he somewhat liked those meetings he had to constantly attend. It gave him people to talk to, even if they were all boring business people.

Lifting his head from the bed, Yakko couldn't help but notice the missing water tower through the giant windows that surrounded his room. He remembered the first thing he asked his secretary to do when he became the new CEO was to demolish the tower. After decades of being stuck in there, the destruction of the company's icon finally meant he and his siblings were free from confinement for good. But with the tower gone, Yakko didn't have a place to stay anymore, which was why Yakko lived in his office. It always reminded him how kids thought their teachers lived in the school.

After spending his evening watching a movie, which his brain was off for a good chunk of the runtime, Yakko opened his planner to check what he had to do the next day. Any empty spaces on the planner had rough sketches and doodles of either Hello Nurse, Michelle Pfeiffer, his siblings, or himself. Expecting tomorrow to be filled with investor meetings and press conferences, Yakko was incredibly surprised to see that tomorrow was absolutely empty. He had the day off!

"Haha! Yes! I gotta call Dot right now to hang out with her! Oh! Maybe we can go to Disneyland, or visit Wakko, or break out Wakko and take him to Disneyland! Wait- then we can get ice cream and ride the golf carts around the lot. I gotta write all this down!" Yakko exclaimed, leaping from his bed to find a pen to jot down any and all of his ideas. Living a pretty tame life compared to his siblings, Yakko used any of his free time to spend it with his family. With tomorrow being one of the few days he had all to himself, he was going to make the most of his time with the best people in his life.

Dot was tired. Immensely tired. After going out to a big press conference with international investors to talk about future financial plans where, of course, pictures were taken, it was safe to say Dot deserved a 72 hour nap. But that was the life she had to deal with as CEO of the Walt Disney Company. She really couldn't complain though. She loved being an absolute icon to both Disney and Warner Bros. history.

She remembered her achievement making headlines everywhere. The first time a Warner Bros. toon worked under the Walt Disney company. What Dot did was thought to be impossible, but there she was. Constantly having to take interviews was awfully tiring and stressful, especially when she had to keep repeating the same story over and over again, but she had the help of her trusted pal, Mickey Mouse. Mickey was always the chief operating officer (COO) to any CEO in the company, so he had to be there for Dot.

As Mickey and Dot walked into their office, they each instantly put all their weight without hesitation on some nearby chairs as they screamed in agony about their day.

"My feet are absolutely killing me. How have you been doing this for decades? Tell me your secrets, Mickey." Dot asked as she was stretching her arms and legs to the point where they nearly came off.

"It's called wearing shoes, maybe you should try wearing them for more than just 3 minutes." Mickey answered before making another comment in a snarky tone. "It also helps to be active instead of sleeping for 60 years when stuck in a water tower." Suddenly Mickey's face was hit with Dot's purse so hard he was pushed back from his seat.

"I'll have you know that was the best nap my brothers and I had. I could go for another one after today, honestly." Dot remarked as she walked up to a lying Mickey to pick up her purse. When Mickey opened his eyes, he saw Dot hold out her hand for him to grab.

After helping her co-worker back up, Dot sat on the side of her work desk and just rambled about anything and everything, almost as much as her brother. As Mickey walked around the office, recovering from his hit, he admired the pictures hanging from the walls. On one wall was a picture of him with the CEOs of the company throughout the years. Chapek, Iger, Eisner, Miller, Walker, Tantum, and finally Mickey's eyes met with the Disney brothers, Walt and Roy. Mickey took a good look at them, then looked at Dot who was still surprisingly rambling.

He remembered the argument the two had when Dot was first trying to get a job with the company. She insisted that she was through with Warner Bros. but Mickey refused to see past the news that could've stirred up. He has admitted to Dot that he was mad that she used the feminist and patriarchy card to get her job. He just wanted to find a good CEO and Dot just happened to have a good argument that landed her the job. But the more Mickey thought it through, he couldn't help but let Dot know his true thoughts on her time with the company.

"Dot. Do you remember when I first showed you your office?" Mickey said. Dot looked back at him, confused.

"Yeah. I immediately put my feet up on the desk and you said I was a disgrace to both our companies!" Dot laughed off.

Mickey couldn't help but laugh at the memory. "Well lemme just tell you, I've always tried to help the CEOs here for the sake of entertaining humanity. I never bothered to care about the state of our fellow toons, but as I taught you the ways of running this company over these past few months, I can tell you really do care about the toons in this company. You and your brother brought both companies to a better state and you made me care more about my friends and workers, something no CEO has done before. So, to not make this too long… I'm glad you're here with us."

Dot couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Haha! Did little Mickey look at his picture of Walt? Haha!"

She was never one for sappy moments like these, and Mickey knew this. He gave Dot a smirk as she finished her fit of laughter.

As Dot finished her fit of laughter, she returned Mickey's smirk with a sincere smile. "Thanks for actually helping me and not firing me or something like that. I really wouldn't know what to do without you."

Completely by coincidence, Dot's phone rang.

"Oh! It's Yakko!" Dot screamed before answering the call.

"Yeah what's up? Really? O-Of course! Sure! Is Wakko coming? Duh, we can break him out! Okay! I'll tell Mickey. Okay, call me when you're on your way tomorrow. Goodnight!"

Dot hung up and right before she opened her mouth to tell Mickey the news, he interrupted.

"I'll take care of tomorrow's things, you can go to the park to hang out with your brothers."

"You didn't have a choice anyway. I'm your boss." Dot replied.

Burbank, California. 1:00am. It was a decently warm 70 degrees Fahrenheit. Tonight is the night. Tonight will be the night Wakko Warner leaves rehab for good.

Wakko had been stuck in drug rehab for what felt like a year now due to a supposed 'extreme addiction' to the obscure Smile Dip that was banned in America years ago for essentially being a hallucinogenic candy. He remembered finding it during a road trip with his siblings upstate. They stopped by an abandoned convenience store where Wakko smelled an extremely sweet smell. Who knew taking all the packets he found home would've caused a crippling addiction and being stuck in the most torturous place ever for a Warner.

After the enforced bedtime of 9:00pm, Wakko waited for absolute silence from outside his room in his bed, nearly falling asleep himself. Making sure the coast was clear, Wakko pulled out his famous gag bag from inside his pillow case.

"I should really hide you somewhere else. This neck pain is going to last for weeks." Wakko whispered to himself while rubbing the back of his neck in pain. Digging deep into his gag bag and pulled out a permanent marker, a chisel and a hammer. Wakko studied a nearby wall and marked a large 'X' with the marker. He posed the hammer, and chisel on top of the 'X', and, as gently as possible, cracked the wall in a perfect Wakko-shaped hole.

Walking through the hole to see the staff parking lot, Wakko was disappointed.

"I really thought this would've been cooler. Yakko's movies always made it look more extreme." Wakko said to no one. Looking around the area and seeing nothing suspicious, Wakko just walked out of the facility's property to wherever his feet led him.

During his little stroll, Wakko faced a display window with TVs playing reruns of some shows from the 90s. Wakko saw his reflection and started to realize how he really looked. He had grown past Yakko, being over four inches taller than him. His right ear and tail were partially torn off, and his red hat was showing to be too small for him. He still dawned the color blue, but it was a paler sweater instead of a turtleneck, and his navy blue sweatpants had tears towards his feet.

"Still look great!" Wakko exclaimed to his reflection.

"You don't look too bad yourself!" the reflection complimented back.

Continuing on his nightly walk, Wakko's nose suddenly smelled something he hadn't smelled in a long, long time. A sugary, freshly baked smell with a hint of chocolate and peanuts.

"Donuts!"

Wakko let his nose lead the way to the donut shop, he just couldn't wait to eat something with sugar after so long. The rehab facility had him go on a 'no sugar' diet, thinking that sugar must be a trigger for his addiction. It was absolute hell for Wakko, but he couldn't blame the workers for coming to that conclusion since he refused to cooperate with the one-on-one therapy sessions or the group sessions. The only p-sychiatrist Wakko would ever give even the tiniest hint to how his zany brain works is Dr. Scratchnsniff.

When Wakko arrived at the donut shop, he saw a warm light filling up the inside of the building. Why was a donut shop open at two in the morning? Wakko didn't care to think about that. The smell was stronger than ever and he just couldn't wait to eat something good for once. Bursting through the door, Wakko immediately began ordering.

"I'LL TAKE ONE OF EACH DONUT YOU HAVE! YOUR PLAIN, YOUR GLAZED, CHOCOLATE, STRAWBERRY, SAWDUST, I DON'T CARE I'LL TAKE IT ALL."

After a couple of minutes of putting together the order, the cashier put all the boxes on the counter and rang up.

"That'll be $92.25"

Wakko froze. He realized that he had never carried any money with him since he started rehab.

"Uhhhhhhhh…"

With no idea what to do, Wakko just pulled out his gag bag to shove the donut boxes in and booked it. Wakko's feet ran for what felt like miles, thinking the cashier was chasing him. After some time blind running, he found an empty parking lot and sat down to rest.

"After months we reunite, my sweet!" Wakko opened the first box in the bag with loving eyes. Like there was no tomorrow, Wakko ate all the donuts in the box. Then he ate the box.

FLASH

"Wakko! Guys, I found Wakko! And… Hey, he's breaking his diet restrictions!"

A guard from rehab had found him, and it turns out he wasn't in an empty parking lot with an unrelated building, but in fact, the back of his rehab facility.

"FUCK!"

Wakko was sent back to sleep in a temporary room while his current room was being fixed. His donuts were taken, and he was left with a stern talk about not breaking out for the third time.

The following morning, Wakko would wake up to familiar voices in the lobby. His ears perked up as he ran out of his room to get closer.

"Mr. Warner, Wakko broke out of the facility last night. We can't have him go out anywhere today since we need to evaluate him on why he did that-"

"Lady, look at me dead in the eyes, and tell me I care about that."

"Mr. Warner-"

"Yakko! He's over here!"

Wakko stayed standing across from his siblings. He was speechless. Although Yakko and Dot lived minutes from each other, they always had to call or video chat with him, since the only time they were really allowed to talk to him in-person was for serious, boring family therapy. After last night's donut loss, he couldn't help but feel like he needed his siblings.

"Wak, get over here. We're taking you out to-" Yakko began to explain, before being tackled into a hug by his brother.

"We've missed you too, bro." Yakko sighed as he returned the hug.

Dot looked at the receptionist with a deadly glare. She didn't need words to tell her what she had to say.

"You three enjoy your day! Just make sure Wakko comes by the end of the week!" the receptionist nervously stated.

Wakko began to tell his sibling about last night as the three left the building and walked to Yakko's car. The oldest and youngest siblings gave each other a smirk.

"It's funny you mentioned donuts, Wakko." Yakko said as he pulled out a box from the car. It was a box of donuts.

Everyone that worked with the Warners during their youth expected the three to mature and become normal members of society. Unfortunately for society, the Warners don't know normal. Just because they looked older and weren't together as much doesn't mean they'd stop their zaniness; it just meant they knew how to wreck shit up in a more subtle way.