Animaniacs is owned by Warner Bros. I don't claim any of them as mine, same as with any other franchise I use in here, they're not mine either.


10:30 PM, in the human world, Burbank

Bradley and the suited cat soon popped up near where the toon was kidnapped, next to the alley. Thankfully he's gotten used to how sudden that was and didn't feel that dizzy. That cat looked somewhat impressed at that level of tolerance. "Hm, interesting. Most humans usually have to sit down after travelling like that."

Bradley chuckles a little at that as he picked up the toon hole from the ground and pocketed it. "You really think that, huh?"

"Not really, just thought that would make you feel better." The cat said with a twirl of his cane.

Bradley just rolled his eyes as he brushed himself off. "Well, let's see what happened here then." He said as he and the feline entered the alley. From the looks of it, nothing much has changed from yesterday. There didn't seem to be much of a struggle, and not much debris was flung about. It looked like no one else had entered it since the event, which was a good thing for them so nothing much got moved about.

The 13-year-old human tried to find some clues, but it was too dark. "Did you bring a flashlight with you?" Bradley asked the cat, to which he tossed one to him. He thanked the feline and turned the light on. Next time he went on an investigation, he'd bring his own and put it in his hammer-space pockets.

"Hmm, feels like CSI or something." Bradley commented. "I guess since Toontown cops are only looking into toon stuff, that means no human cops are gonna look into this?"

"You'd be right. They agreed to keep to their side of the law, for one not to interfere with the other." The cat answered.

"Huh, so that's what Plotz meant it was up to me..." Bradley said to himself.

"You wouldn't have to if Eddie Valiant was still here." The cat said, with a slightly sad tone. Bradley frowned a bit and nodded in agreement.

They continued roaming for another minute or so before coming across some form of dust on the ground. "Hey, look at this!" Bradley called out to the cat, kneeling down to get a closer look. "Looks like dust..."

The cat dabbed some of the dust to gather some on his finger, thinking a bit about how it looked and the texture. "ACME sleeping dust, definitely." The feline said. "But it's too cleanly shaped. There are some spots around on the ground where it just stops." He said as he pointed to some of the dust that ended up having straight lines or curves in them, rather than a mess.

"So someone got sprayed with this stuff and fell asleep in it..." Bradley said, clearing his throat and coughing a little.

"Are you fine?" The cat said in response.

"Yeah, just still going through puberty, like breaking voices." Bradley said with a smile. "Something that I can break without the Warners' help." He added.

"Hmph." The cat chuckled with a light smirk back. "The beginning of the next stage of life."

"I'm just glad I don't sound like Screech." Bradley responded with a laugh, getting back up. "There's gotta be more around here." He added as he and the cat split up to search for more. Who ended up spraying the toon with that dust?

After another couple of minutes, the cat found something this time, calling Bradley over. It seemed like he found several footprints and some slide lines the dust made.

"They must've used a LOT of dust for that to happen." Bradley said. The teen knelt down to look at the footprint. "It's a shoe, not a paw... And it looks like a normal shoe pattern too, so that must belong to a human. And the slide lines..." He mumbled to himself a bit more. "Put in a bag maybe?"

"Possibly." The cat responded. "It seems like our toon-napper went a little crazy with the dust to insure our friend wouldn't wake up for a while."

That got Bradley nervous. "A trap?" He guessed.

The cat shrugged. "That would be a possibility. Lured by noise from the alley, they would've came through here. And with the amount of dust still here, seems no one bothered to come through nor any wind blow enough away to hide it. Humans learned by now not to mess with toon affairs, but this one seemed to not keep that lesson in mind."

"Jeez..." Bradley said to himself. "Any trail?" He wondered.

The cat shook his head. "The trail ends at the exit of the alley, there's likely not enough dust to make a long one to follow."

"What about any pawprints from the toon? Anything?" Bradley asked.

The cat hummed and looked around, ending up finding a few at the entrance of the alley. "There! Those prints, they're a dog's prints." He said as he pointed them out. "And not your real world dogs either, too big."

Bradley thought a little longer and tried piecing it together, leaning on a wall. "So... A toon dog came down the alley cause they thought they heard a noise here. Then a human came in to try and trap them, with friends. They sprayed the sleeping dust to knock them out and throw them in a bag. Then they dragged them away somewhere that we can't follow right now?" He recapped.

The cat smirked and nodded. "That'd be mostly correct. We still don't know where they or our friend went off to, so it looks like we've done all we can do. Let's send the clues to your CEO and get back to Toontown before you end up sleeping through school."

Bradley groans a little at hearing that. "Right, Monday tomorrow." He gets his phone out of his hammer-space pants to take pictures of the clues he and the cat found. "Alright, got 'em. Let's head back." The teen said as he got out his toon hole along with the cat, thinking of their destination before jumping in.

11 PM, Toontown, at the Warner Movie Lot

Both human and toon popped back up in front of the Water Tower before anyone could spot them. "This isn't sounding too good anymore. Toons getting taken away? Humans having access to ACME stuff?"

"Well keep in mind that humans have had access to ACME items for a while." The cat said. "But to use them to take away toons, this spells future trouble."

"Weird way to say 'trouble' then." Bradley said with a soft snicker, but got serious again before the cat could scold him on it. "But yeah, I agree, if they were able to do this now, they could do it again somewhere else."

"Unless we find more clues to who or what is doing this however, we can do nothing about it." The cat reminded him, making him sigh a bit and cross his arms.

"Right..." Bradley said to himself. "We gotta find out more about this, but it's too late in the night now." He said with a yawn. "Gotta bring these to Plotz then get some sleep..."

"Agreed, I'm due for a catnap as well." The suited feline said. "Like I said, you should come and visit more often, being around zaniness still takes a slight toll on me."

Bradley smiles a bit and nods. "Got it, don't worry." He said, giving the cat a handshake. He's still glad he managed to make friends with this nameless cat after saving his life. It was good to have him on the same side instead of having to fight and outrun him in a warehouse full of dip. "See you later then?"

The cat nods as he started walking away. "Yes indeed." He said with a smile and calm tone before leaving, soon out of view.

Bradley headed back to the water tower, transferring the pictures he took to Plotz, assuming he had some kind of machine there to turn digital stuff to real pictures, as he was too tired to head back himself and get into another talk with him. After sneaking back in and changing into his pajamas again, he fell into a deep sleep on his bed, snoring lightly.

Monday, 7 AM

The sun rose above the horizon as a new day emerged for Toontown and the human world, with Bradley groaning a bit as he opened his eyes and rubbed them. Not two seconds later, he felt three pairs of feet dancing on his back accompanied by can-can music. Yakko, Wakko and Dot apparently were waiting on him to start waking up so they can finish "helping".

"Iiiiiiit's time to wake up, it is time to wake up, it is time to wake up now, fa-la-la-la-la-la-la!" The three Warners sang happily before Bradley got up with a groan and ended up making them fall off onto the floor.

"So much for our So You Think You Can Dance audition." Dot said as she brushed herself off.

"Mornin' sleepy!" Yakko said as Bradley sat up.

"Heh, morning... So how long were you awake?" Bradley asked as he sat up.

"I'd say about 70-something years in our almost 90-year lives." Yakko said with a proud smile. "And still going strong!"

Bradley snickered as he looked for his clothes. "I meant since this morning."

"Oh, about one minute." Wakko responded. Whether that was a joke or not, he admired how fast they were able to work.

After breakfast and getting dressed, Bradley's mom came around outside to pick them up. After three years, nothing much changed about her other than getting a newer van, roomy and comfy which was more than enough for the four of them.

"You all ready kids?" Mom said with a bright smile.

The Warners were always eager to see her, at least Yakko and Wakko were. "Helloooooooo Momma Nurse!" The brothers said happily after leaping in the air.

Dot groaned at that. "Boys, nothing changes."

"Yup, ready!" Bradley said as he got in the front seat and put his backpack and lunchbox down on the floor while the Warners got in the back seats. Mom started the van and began their drive to Bradley's new middle school in the human world.

"So, anything on your mind? You look like you haven't slept much." Mom asked worriedly.

"Yeah, you look like Tom Cruise if he had no makeup." Dot remarked.

Bradley shook his head a little. "I'm fine, it's okay." He assured them with a light smile, looking out the window as the Warners played their games in the back seat all to themselves. Bradley couldn't tell them about what happened, not yet anyway. It wouldn't sound right and it'd make them all nervous for no reason. Well maybe not the Warners so much, but of course his mom would be worried sick. So he decided to keep it to himself, not talking much other than to take guesses at some of the Warners' games they were playing.

8 AM, at school

As soon as Bradley was dropped off, the Warners hopped out right behind him, with Mom waving at them before leaving.

Bradley's middle school was definitely different than his elementary school by a country mile. It was bigger with an additional floor on it, had harder subjects, and the teachers, while somewhat more friendly, still had their angry moments to which the Warners still loved to bring out to make the students laugh. Yakko described it as "Elementary for the TeenNick crowd instead of Nick Jr." on their first ever day there. And yes, the Warners did want to transfer schools with Bradley, which they did approve, not knowing what they were going to do there however. Keeping their antics a mystery to newcomers was a secret joy to the siblings once they got to do them in front of a crowd, and they were a big hit with the middle school audience too. Except the 8th graders however, but they just turned out to be targets instead when they ended up bullying the younger 6th and 7th graders.

But even the 8th graders have some friendly faces. Two of them were ones Bradley recognized right away by their lockers. "Hey Stan, Rick!" He said with a happy tone. The two older human teens looked towards Bradley and waved, giving him each a high-five.

"Yo, Brad!" Rick said with a happy tone too. He definitely got taller than before, now taller than Stan, but still not as fit. That would go to Stan, to which puberty was kind to him in terms of the physique.

"Hey, how's it going, you sleep well?" Stan asked. He got over his annoyance of toons gradually, and now he has virtually no problems being in the same room as them.

Bradley shook his head a little, then the Warners hopped onto the two of them for their own greeting.

"Hey, how's the art of patience treating ya?" Yakko said to Stan as he hopped on his shoulders.

Wakko and Dot climbed on Rick's shoulders as well, but like mountain climbers instead due to his tall stature now. Dot then put a flag with the Animaniacs logo on it and put it on top of his head. "I claim this mountain in the name of us!" Dot said proudly, the flag blowing in the wind that wasn't there, there were even little puffs of clouds that appeared and floated around Rick's head.

Bradley snickered at that, rolling his eyes while other nearby students laughed somewhat too. "Alright alright, that's enough." Bradley said as he picked the Warners up and off of them. He left the flag up there though, to which Rick pulled it off of himself.

"Heh, eat it Nat Geo." Yakko said with a smirk to the readers.

"Eat what?" Wakko said eagerly, hungry despite having breakfast not long ago.

"Well, to answer, no I didn't..." Bradley said with a light frown as the bell rung before the Warners launched into another skit. "I'll tell you at lunch, I don't want the Warners to hear this."

"Hear what?" The three of them said at the same time, leaning in extra close with eager expressions as they walked to class.

"Something that involves dairy, fasting and Mel Gibson not being as good-looking as he used to be." Bradley joked to the Warners' disgust, gasping in shock.

"Well I never!" Yakko said with fake horror. "Why didn't ya say so?" He added as the Warners hopped off of him.

"Literally the only way to defuse them." Bradley whispered to Rick and Stan, to their amusement.

12:15 PM, the cafeteria

After a class involving Yakko doing stand-up in their geography class to the teacher's annoyance and Bradley trying to fight falling asleep in that classroom, it was time for lunch and he had to restrain Wakko again to not eat the entirety of the food provided. Once that was successful, he went to sit with Rick and Stan alone while everyone else ate and the Warners amused the younger 6th-graders upon Bradley's request.

"So what's the deal with this odd thing that's got you all tired?" Stan asked.

"Yeah, you having nightmares or something?" Rick guessed.

Bradley shook his head. "No, not that." He said in a quieter tone, looking back at seeing the Warners doing a magic trick with the 6th graders involving Wakko's detached head working like a top over their table. He then looked back at Rick and Stan.

"There's been some stuff going on, like toons being kidnapped, I got sent to look around cause it happened here in Burbank..." Bradley explained. "Stayed up till 11 or so, not used to that on a school day."

"Toonnappings, really?" Rick asked curiously. "Who'd wanna take a toon anyway? And why from here?"

"I dunno, they just got bagged by someone and got dragged off somewhere. I don't know if there was more before this, I didn't get told about it, but..." Bradley stopped a moment and looked away a bit, lightly sighing before looking at them again. "I'll kinda need your help later if it's possible." He asked while Rick and Stan looked distracted at seeing a building tower of food trays where the Warners were. Bradley had to snap his fingers to get them to focus back on him.

"'Kinda'?" Stan said with a huff once he wasn't distracted. "So will ya need us or not?" He added with an annoyed voice. Good to know that hasn't gone away.

Rick elbowed him a little, frowning and placing a hand on his shoulder. "Easy on him, man." He then faced Bradley again. "We'll try to, but I'm not sure what we can do about it to help."

"Oh come on, you're smart and he's strong, it's a good duo!" Bradley said with a reassuring tone. "I know there'll definitely be some things about this that you can help with when the time comes."

Rick and Stan looked at each other and sighs a little after thinking it over. "Alright, alright, we got it." Stan said with a little chuckle.

Near the end of lunch, the Warners bounced back to Bradley. "So what were ya wanting to talk about again?" Yakko asked with a smile.

"Come on, spill the gossip!" Dot asked eagerly.

"Oh good, the beans are safe then." Wakko said with a sigh of relief, eating them all up, can and all.

Bradley chuckles a little bit at the sudden invasion. "Did those 6th graders enjoy your show?" He asked the Warners with a light smile as they backed up.

"You bet!" Yakko said proudly. "We did our 'Leaning Tower of Pizza' trick and they loved it!"

"And it got me a free snack too!" Wakko said as he rubbed his belly.

"And there was no Garfield trying to get the lasagna on the top." Dot added.

Bradley shook his head and smiled, patting their heads. "Well good on ya for that." He praised with a content tone, looking back to Stan and Rick and nodding a bit at them in hope that they understood what he said. They nodded back, relieving Bradley of that little bit of stress.

3 PM

After going back to class and making the teacher annoyed once more at the Warners trying to show up the class with a song number, Bradley said bye to his friends and headed into Mom's van and went back through the Toontown portal back to the Warner Movie lot.

"Alright, head on out!" Mom said as the Warners took it literally and bowled their heads out of the van, rolling into three sets of pins that all got knocked down. The heads landed back on the pins and reformed into their respective bodies, waving back before zipping away to a nearby soundstage for more chaos.

Bradley of course, headed out the normal way. "Thanks Mom." He said as he shuts the door.

"Oh, hun?" Mom called out to him.

"Yeah?" Bradley responded, turning back to face her.

"Like I said, if there's anything you need to tell me, you can, okay?" Mom reminded with a little smile, but had her natural worry for him like always, especially from this morning.

Bradley nods softly in response. "Yeah, I got it." He responded with a little chuckle.

"Good. I'm saying that cause you looked really tired, you better not be staying up with the three of them having parties." Mom said

Bradley rubbed the back of his head a bit. "Don't worry, I didn't do that. Good idea though!" He said, making them both chuckle.

"Well still, stay safe." Mom said before driving away out of the lot and towards her home in Toontown nearby.

Bradley thought a bit more about last night, trying to piece the scene together as to who would want to kidnap toons as he wandered a bit around the lot, walking in a slight daze before being stopped by Plotz. "A-ha! There you are!" Said the voice of the CEO walking over. "Been waiting for you to come back from school. Something else has happened, come with me." The chairman said with urgency.

The teen followed him to his office again. "Those pictures you sent me, I sent them to the Toontown police too. While we were looking at them, another abduction happened."

Bradley looked a bit shocked at that. "Another one? So quickly?"

"Unfortunately, yes, and more than one. This time we had a clue as to who one of them were, they put down a toon hole to try and escape, but they were pulled back in." Plotz said as he pulled out a picture of a cat toon, with blue fur and glasses on. "Supposed to check in with us and never did."

"How many got taken now?" Bradley asked. "Are these people getting more bold or something?"

"We don't know, but we need you to look into it as soon as possible, or else my business is going to crash right into the ground!" Plotz shouted as he hit his desk, making it crash and fall apart. "Like that." He pressed a button on his still working phone. "Secretary, order me a new desk."

Bradley crossed his arms a little and thought this over. They must've been getting more bold if they were taking more toons at once. But would it make them more sloppy if they actually ended up almost escaping? "Alright, I'll try to look into it." Bradley said after Plotz gave him the location of where it happened as he started walking towards the door to leave, while Plotz tried reassembling his desk with no luck.


Author's note: Yeah, this sequel is a little more serious this time, bit more character and world-building to mix with the predominant Animaniacs humor and characters. I just hope it's not steering too far from the cartoon.