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.


8 PM, at the Water Tower

The whole group was brought to the Water Tower, with so many of Bradley's thoughts rushing through his head. He was about to do the biggest rescue he's ever done, with all his friends backing him up. He looks to the people helping him out:

Rick and Stan, the ex-bullies turned friends.

The nameless feline, reformed and ready to earn his trust.

The Warner siblings, all three excited to go on something so important.

And of course Bradley, the determined teen himself, not letting anything stop him from saving Toontown's future. "Alright, does everyone know the plan?"

Wakko raised his hand, holding a hot dog. "Does it involve relish? It's no party plan without it!"

Bradley raised an eyebrow and simply shook his head. "I'll repeat it then." He said as he cleared his throat. "Plotz is gonna give us all special toon holes to go to these studios." He explained. "Once we're in there, we'll use the other toon holes we're given so when we find those toons and free them, they can all jump in and come back to the spot we marked out there." Bradley added. "That suit said there'll be more of others like him in those places, so take these." He said as he brought out the cans of sleep spray he had taken, from when this started til now. One for Rick and Stan, and another for the cat.

"Don't worry, we got this." Stan said with a smirk, feeling cocky.

"I promise that we'll do our best. For our town's sake." The suited cat responded as well.

"And if not, ehhhh... We'll do it later, we're flexible." Yakko said with a shrug.

Bradley chuckled a little and shrugs. "I think it'd be best to get this done ASAP."

"That's what those suits are for doing this in the first place." Rick said with a laugh of his own, adding to the "a sap" bit.

Bradley moves back to his corner of the Water Tower where all the pictures are, looking over them one last time, letting those memories flood back into him again. He smiles to himself lightly and goes to the chest of gags to stuff what he could in his hammer-space toon-woven jeans, such has several smaller objects to hinder the suits, a full seltzer bottle, his cell phone and so on. He also gave a few more in bags to Rick and Stan. "Alright, think that's everything..." He mumbled to himself. He can easily swipe a sleep-spray can from a suit if they have any. "Everyone else gagged up and good to go?"

The Warners nodded eagerly first. Wakko mumbled with a sock in his mouth, again taking "gagged up" literally. "He says 'Yeah, can't wait to try them out'!" Dot interpreted, with Wakko giving a thumbs up.

"You ask that like we ever run out?" Yakko said with his hands on his hips.

"Just making sure." Bradley responded. "Everyone got their holes too?" He added to check. The group each brought out their toon holes to go to each of their respective studios' entrances. Bradley soon brought out his own, smiling and nodding. "Alright... This is gonna be really tough, but... Good luck everyone." The human said as he slapped down his hole to the floor, jumping in. Rick, Stan and the feline soon followed while the Warners hopped out of the tower, on the way to their own studio.

Bradley, at the Disney district and studio

Bradley soon arrived at his destination in good time, looking up at the huge building in front of him. He had never been in this place in Toontown before since it wasn't really accessible most of the time, so he was undoubtedly nervous. He sighs a little and goes through the opening gate, heading towards the big door. He brings his cell out, calling each person. "You all made it?" He asked them. After a few seconds, he got varying degrees of yeses. "Alright, be careful, we don't know what'll be in there." Bradley warned them before ending the brief call. He sighed gently and enters.

The Toontown version of this studio looked much bigger, but either due to the time or the takeover by the suits, it was practically empty. There were pictures of various toons on the wall that fit the type of animation it did as well such as Mickey, Donald and so on, so the scenery didn't look too changed, but the atmosphere felt heavier than usual. "Where to look first..." The human mumbled to himself before heading down a random hall.

Rick and Stan, at the Hanna-Barbera studio

"This place is really big..." Rick said to his friend as they wandered the halls. "How're we gonna find the toons in here?"

"What, you expect them to have some kind of map or arrows saying 'toons here, come over'?" Stan said with crossed arms.

"No, I'm just saying, what should we even look for?" Rick asked. "This place feels spooky..."

The two of them continued to walk down the halls, the walls looking very looney and odd in their wallpapers. Stan looked a bit put off by it, which Rick noticed. "Come on, you've seen weirder." Rick said as they continued to walk. After another minute, Rick noticed something and pulled Stan into an empty room, peeking out to see a few suits cross the hallway in front of them.

"About time... How're we gonna sneak past them?" Stan whispered.

Rick thought a moment before he got an idea, getting something from the bag. "Stay here." He said to Stan as he left the room when the suits went out of view. He brought a couple of marbles out and tossed them to a dead-end hall, backing off when the group heard them and ran in that direction. Stan watched on as the suits darted across the hall, with Rick waving his hand to have him come out and continue.

Cat, at the Universal studio

The suited feline hummed and continued walking, naturally silent without any need to sneak. In the silence, he took the time to think a little to himself, would they really appreciate him once all this was over? Would this be the one to help break that air of distrust? As he slinked around the corners, cane in hand, those thoughts seemed to cloud his mind somewhat, but he had to think other positive thoughts. The humans trusted him with so much when he had none from no one else, so he couldn't let them down.

The cat peeked slowly around the next corner as he sees more suits, smirking a little. "Hm, they won't mind a visitor of class, will they?" He muttered to himself. He decides to risk it, since as of this moment, they haven't seen or heard the cat yet, or even knew he existed or posed any threat. What better time to use it to his advantage? "Excuse me, gents?" He asked the suits, who turned around curiously.

"Pardon me, but I seem to have gotten myself rather lost. Which way is it to the visitor center or the exit, I seem to have gotten myself stuck. It is closing time, yes?" He asked them.

The confused suits looked to each other, then back to the cat. "Umm... I guess? Visitor center's to the left, then straight a little ways." One of them said.

As the cat approached, his hands were behind his back, slipping something on he brought out of his pocket. "Thank you dear gents. Allow me to part you with a slight gift for helping a fellow citizen out." The feline said as he shook two of the suits' hands, but the feline's hands had joy buzzers, particularly strong ones as well. He smirked as they fell down to the ground, knocked out. "You're far too kind." The cat said with a devious chuckle as he looked at one of them having a slip of paper.

"Hello, what's this?" He mumbled, putting up the piece. It looked shredded, but had some scribbles. "An arrow and some lines... Are these directions?" He asked himself. He searched the other suit to make sure, he had nothing. "Fascinating." He added, deciding to give his human friends a call.

"I've found something rather interesting on our friends. Some of them have slips of paper on their persons that have directions to somewhere." He said after Bradley, Rick and Stan responded with their greetings.

"Directions?" Bradley said.

"To what?" Rick added right after.

"My guess is that part of Bendy's game doesn't involve just sneaking around. If we're gonna find these toons of ours, we must get up close." The cat said. "I just hope the three of you can handle something like that. Don't want you falling behind now." He said with a smirk.

"We'll keep an eye out, thanks!" Bradley said before cutting his part of the call.

The feline soon did the same, pocketing the slip of paper. "Hm... I hope the other siblings are doing well too." He wondered out loud since he forgot to call them. But he's sure they'll be fine.

The Warners, in the WB studio

The brothers and sister team were being their sneaky selves, dressed in ninja outfits as they rolled through the halls. They looked left and right before rolling again, then doing cartwheels and flips off of each other before coming across a group of suits. They looked to each other and nodded, as if coming up with a plan on the fly as they crept closer. They tip-toed closer to the group and Wakko brought out a rather big whistle, getting a big breath before blowing into it.

The sound of that huge whistle, especially that close, made the suits jump into the air in surprise, making them break through the ceiling and get stuck, making the siblings laugh. "We got liftoff!" Yakko said with a rather happy tone.

"You think NASA's tried that before?" Dot asked.

"One of these days they'll learn, sis." Yakko said with a smile, patting her head.

"Hey look, something fell out!" Wakko said, getting the piece of ripped paper from one of the suits that fell from his person. "Looks like my kind of drawing..."

"Squiggles and lines? I'd say that fits." Yakko said as he looked closer along with Dot.

"Do they all have these?" Dot asked curiously.

"Hm, only one way to find out!" Yakko said happily, until the suit ended up falling out from the ceiling looking dazed. "Ehhhh, not here though." He added, the siblings agreeing as they zipped away before the suit had any idea what happened.

Bradley

The teen had continued his sneaking, wanting to keep an ear out for something, anything for the missing toons. He didn't wanna call out in case the suits were nearby until he saw two of them. He remembered the strategy of what he was told to get the directions to the toons and thinks over how to knock them out with what he had. He did have the sleep spray, but he figured he should save that for if he does get caught.

He decides to go for the classic marble trick after knocking on the wall and hiding, drawing the two suits' attentions. Bradley felt nervous when he spilled the marbles, but after hearing the "whoa"s and THUD of something hitting the ground, he smiles at a job well done. He walks to one of the knocked out suits and swiped their slip of paper, seeing squiggles as well. The other one had nothing.

"Hmm, he's right, they look like the start of a map... But who else has these?" He said to himself, hiding again after seeing a group of two suits. "They gotta be scattered everywhere..." He added with a quieter tone. That and he didn't know how many pieces were in this map. There could be three, 15 or in between. He shouldn't give up though, so he continues onward.

As he walked, he thought over some things that were said to him in the new silence. What Shannon said to him popped up in his head: "Is staying with those three friends of yours really worth it in the long run?" Thinking over all the tricks and all the pranks and fun times, get-togethers and meetings in a world he uncovered by complete accident... Of course it was worth it! At least so far it was. Bradley sighed softly and kept going, putting the thought out of his head for now as he didn't want to get too distracted.

Rick and Stan

Meanwhile, the bully duo weren't having as much luck. They were running through various hallways with three suits right behind them that had recently caught them. Stan had to be convinced to run though, as tough as he wanted to be. "Come on, keep going!" Rick shouted, Stan close behind. The suits were gaining on them bit by bit as well. "Get your sleep spray out!" He added.

Stan frowned and got it out of his bag, turning around and spraying the mist of sleep-inducing gas out to the suits. The suits held their breaths before it hit them, powering through. "Grr, they held their breath!" Stan shouted in frustration.

Rick frowned and got an idea. "Hold on!" He shouted before immediately stopping. He turned around and leaped on one of the suits with a "Raah!", making the suit fall down before it could react. The other suits noticed and stopped. "Do it, now!" Rick shouted. Stan was about to call him crazy but went for it anyway, both boys trying again for the spray to work. Both pressed the sprays to their faces and it worked, they couldn't hold their breath in time.

Rick and Stan sighed and sat down, the former getting another slip of paper to add to what they had. "It's starting to look more like a real map..." He said as he noticed the squiggles forming into real hallways, with an arrow pointing somewhere.

Stan moved closer and noticed too. "Yeah, is that arrow where we're supposed to go?" He asked curiously.

"I think so..." Rick answered. "It's gotta lead to those toons, but it doesn't show where those suit things are."

"Well surprise surprise!" Stan said a bit angrily. "Ugh, I hate those things!" He added as he sat up and rested his head on a nearby wall.

"You're just mad that they caught you off-guard, don't worry." Rick assured him. "It ain't gonna be that bad."

Stan didn't want to hear it. He huffed and started walking away. "Come on already, let's find the rest." He mumbled, half-storming off down the next hall. Rick followed him down, worried.

Cat

"Hmph, this place feels like a maze... Never ending circles, it feels like." The feline said. Using his natural sneakiness to his advantage, he had already found another piece. It looked like he had one or two more left before his map to the toons would be complete. He stopped and looked at some of the old Universal animation cels, like Woody Woodpecker and the old Land Before Time characters that lined the hall he was in. The feline sighed softly, resting a gloved hand on one of the pictures.

"Can't help but miss the old times." He said to himself. "When pens and ink ruled instead of cyber-drawings."

He walked through this little "Memory Lane" of his for a little while. "I do wish that the idea of hand-drawn returns soon after we rescue them. There's too many digital copies spreading around." The cat added before shaking his head to snap himself out of it, and just in time for there was another suit in front of him. The feline hid across the corner, cane in hand. "Speaking of old times... Time for a little old trick." He whispered to himself, twirling the cane and putting his free hand in front of him. He peeked around the corner and waved his fingers like he was playing a piano with each step the suit took.

The suit noticed and looked around. "Who's doing that?" They called out worriedly, the cat continuing to play a soft note with each step the suit took.

"Add the suspense..." The feline whispered, wiggling his index finger to make it sound like a violin was playing. "Why so nervous, chum?" He added quietly, the suit slowly moving away with back towards the feline. Each step made the sustained violin pitch up a note higher, the feline waiting a moment until the suit got closer... He then stopped, twisting the top of his cane off and flicked the remaining part down, making a big mallet pop out the hole.

Preparing his strike, the cat got right behind the suit, raising the mallet high and slamming it back down on the unsuspecting suit with a big "THWACK", making many stars pop out as the suit fell to the ground, knocked out. The feline smirked and held the mallet over his shoulder. "And who says no one can indulge in old-fashioned slapstick anymore?" The feline said as he pressed the mallet end back down into his cane and twisted the top back on. Searching the suit, he found another shred of paper, feeling proud as he put the shreds he had on the floor to make a full map.

"A-ha, there you are..." The cat said with a smirk. "Don't worry folks, your savior is coming. I'm hopeful the others are also on their way too..."

Warner Siblings

The Warner Brothers and Sister were having too much fun instead of searching for the map to the toons, letting themselves get chased and chase back with various gags and annoying sounds, such as shouting through bullhorns, singing, rolling, treating it like one of their chases. They zipped around a corner and the group of suits saw that they vanished. "Where'd they go?!" One of them shouted angrily.

"I'll give ya three guesses!" Yakko said behind them, hopping above their heads.

"Catch us and we'll give ya a nice prize!" Wakko added, hopping as well and on top of Yakko's shoulders.

Dot joined them, but put her hands on two suits' heads and clonked them together before jumping onto Wakko's shoulders. "It's not THAT hard, is it?" She said with a little smile.

"Should we make it a little easier sibs?" Yakko suggested.

"Weeeeeell, maybe a little." Dot answered with a little inch-long space between thumb and pointer finger.

With that, the Warners got off of their tower formation and ran right towards them. "Dog pile!" They all shouted in unison, cheering as an applauding crowd sounded off somewhere in the background. Yakko and Wakko, now dressed in football gear, decided to put a little trick into their plan, and instead the middle sibling passed a football to one of the suits.

"Here, your problem now!" Yakko shouted before a rumbling sound was heard. Soon after, a huge group of football players came charging down their hallway towards the suits, making them scream and start running away. Too little too late though, as the team clobbered the suits for the ball. Dot blew her whistle as she was now in a referee costume, and threw a yellow flag out.

"Alright alright, good show guys, take 5!" Yakko said to the team, one of them even getting their autograph for their troubles.

"Imagine if we went with the Browns, huh?" Yakko said to his brother and sister, all three now in their normal clothes as the other two nodded in agreement. They saw some slips of paper on the ground next to the dazed and knocked out suits, picking them up. "Ah, there's the rest of our map!"

"Now we can find our treasure of friends?" Wakko asked happily.

"Oh wouldn't that be nice." Dot said with a light sigh.

The three of them then looked at their area trashed from their last prank. "Hmm... Eh, we'll put it on their tab." Yakko said with a shrug. "If we could make a zillion dollars with three movies years ago, this shouldn't be a problem, right?" He added, the two of them shaking their heads in agreement.

Bradley

He wasn't having much better luck, one slip of paper left and he was cornered by three suits. He tried thinking of a way out, he did have options from either his sleep spray or his own gags he packed. Then two of the suits started reaching for him, the teen backing up and moving their hands so they were holding the other like a handshake. He took the split second he had to leap onto the held hands and jump again over the third's head with a "thank you!", landing with a roll but almost scraping his head on the ceiling.

The three of them turned around towards Bradley and started chasing him again. He brought out a toon portal and slapped it right at their feet, making them fall through. He had another one for the pair and slapped it on the ground the other way, making their feet pop out first before falling back into it. They seesawed portal to portal, yelping and screaming as the gravity kept them going back and forth. Bradley ended up snickering at this silly sight, but had a job to do. He took the second portal away after they went through it one more time and they landed right on their backs with a groan.

"Now that's a ride I wouldn't wanna get on." Bradley said to himself. He snatched the last slip of paper after searching them and got away, snatching the portals up and pocketing them.

He called his allies and friends once he was sure to be safe. "Alright, I got them all!"

"What, your Pokemon?" Stan said on the other end, sounding a little winded.

"No, the papers, the map to the missing toons in my studio! How's everyone else doing, do you all have yours?"

"Affirmative." The feline said.

"Yup yup yup!" The Warners responded with their happy tones.

"Just got ours too." Rick and Stan said too.

"Alright, let's get to those rooms and avoid what's left of the suits, fast!" Bradley said urgently, keeping them on the line as he followed the path the map made.

He soon reached the room pointed out on the map and sighed softly, not knowing what else would be behind it. He relaxed a little and slowly opened the unlocked door, the room looking like a traditional animation room with stacks of paper, tables, pens and pencils and so on. It was big through, enough for a cage of toons and contraption in the back that he just noticed. He sees the captured toons in it and waves at them as he walked over.

"Oh thank you, we're saved!" One of them said, elated to see someone friendly.

"Don't worry, we'll get you out, promise." Bradley said with a softer tone, assuring them they'll be okay. The captured group of toons nodded as the human teen went to the contraption. "Hmm, this should be easy enough." He said as he pressed the big release button on the center of the console. He waited a few seconds and pressed it again, then again after another second. "What the, it's not doing anything?" He said as he pressed it over and over, each first press making the console beep and the next making it buzz.

He called up his friends again. "Hey everyone, are you in the rooms those papers told you to go?"

"Yeah, listen!" The Warners responded first, with various toon voices saying various things, one of which being "I never thought I'd be happy to see the Warner Brothers again".

"And the Warner Sister!" Dot responded.

"Well have you tried pressing that big release button you're seeing?" Bradley asked.

"Yes, but unfortunately it doesn't do anything." The feline said.

"Maybe it needs a firmer press." Wakko said as he brought out a mallet from his hat.

Bradley heard that and immediately screamed "NO!", realizing what Wakko was about to do when he meant it. "If you smash it, they'll never get out of there!"

"Well what do we do then?" Rick said worriedly.

"Alright think... Of course they never made it easy..." Bradley said to himself. "What if... What if it's like a pattern?" He mumbled as he sees four lights on the top. "I think we need to press them in order!"

"Hmm... That actually makes sense, a security feature where you do in fact need a group like this." The feline said with a hum. "Ingenious..." He added to himself.

"Alright, so what's the pattern then?" Stan said.

"Let me think a bit more, I'll get back to ya." Bradley said, sighing lightly as he lowered his hand holding his cell.

"We're gonna get out, right?" One of the toons in the cage said to the human.

He nods softly in response. "Yeah you will, just gotta figure out the pattern to get everyone out of here at once." Bradley said with a reassuring smile. He then focused his thoughts on trying to figure out what the combinations could mean. "Hm... Could they be tied to the studio we're at?" He said to himself. "Universal, Disney, Warner Brothers and Hanna-Barbera... Is it in that order? No harm in trying." He said as an idea lit up in his head.

"I think I got it!" Bradley said when he called up his friends again. "The pattern's based on what studio we're in!"

"Well that's great, but how does that help?" Stan asked.

"The clues we were given back at in Plotz's office, the order was Universal, Disney, WB and Hanna-Barbera!" Bradley said. "We gotta try, Mr. Cat, press your button first!" He said, the feline doing just that.

"Hmm, I have a green light on my side." The cat said, Bradley soon noticing on his console too.

"I do too, now my turn." Bradley said as he pressed the button, a beep sounding off and a second green light illuminating. "Yakko, Wakko and Dot, your turn, press your button."

"Which one, we got plenty!" Wakko said, pressing his nose to make a clicking sound and have static sound off on their side for a moment before hearing some kind of radio. The middle siblings ears ended up looking all crooked as Dot tried to adjust them.

"No, the one on the console in front of you." Bradley said with a roll of his eyes. Yakko took over and pressed it. "Yup, light number three. Now Rick and Stan, your turn."

The two humans pressed the button and green light number four lit up. There was a dinging sound and a loud buzz, then the cages unlocked and opened up. "Yes!" Bradley said triumphantly as the toons left their cages. "Those suits must've heard that buzzing. Alright everyone, down this hole!" Bradley said as he brought out the special toon portal he kept in a separate pocket. "This one'll take you outside the studio, hurry!" He told them, the toons celebrating and hopping and running over each other towards the hole to jump down it.

Stan and Rick, the cat and the Warners soon did the same with their toon holes, with the group gradually jumping into it and exiting after the exit hole formed outside the studio as promised. As Bradley looked on though, he noticed something odd. These toons were ones he didn't recognize at all. His suspicions were confirmed when he heard someone in that group say "I'm finally gonna get my own show and purpose!"

"These are all... New ideas, new toons..." Bradley said to himself. It wasn't a coincidence after all that the toons they've seen during this whole thing we ones they didn't see before anywhere else. His toon group almost were all down the hole before Bradley saw a huge group of suits outside the hall. They ran towards the room they were in, but he was faster and closer, shutting the door. "Everyone hurry in, they're coming!" He shouted as the door was hit upon, the teen holding his ground as the group of toons went as fast as they could.

Assuming the others were already down their holes as well right after the last toon jumped in, he ran towards his own and as a result, unblocked the door and made it open up. A suit ran to him and grabbed him by the leg, making him trip and fall on his front. He couldn't make the jump now since at least one will likely follow him down too. He brought out his sleep spray and got the one that was holding his foot, but two more grabbed his arms and another stepped over the knocked out suit, taking the sleep spray can and pointing it right at Bradley.

The teen wiggled to try and get free, ducking under the spray and slapping it away from the other suit when he got out of their grasp, rolling on the ground. He soon tossed down marbles as they ran around as well. Two of them lost balance and fell, groaning while two more chased him. He forgot that his cell phone was still open, the others having heard the struggle.

"Bradley, what's going on, are you still there?" Rick said worriedly.

"Oh yeah, just fi-INE!" Bradley yelped as he tucked under a swipe to grab him. "I can't get out though, there's too many suits after me! Gah, I can't let them follow me or get to the hole!"

"Oh dear." The feline said with a frown.

Bradley ducked under another swipe, almost tripping as he put a table between him and the two remaining suits. "Who can get to this studio entrance quicker?"

"Oh, I know who!" Wakko said on the other end, then silence.

"Well?" Rick said.

"I can't remember, I thought about 'em so fast." Wakko said sadly.

Bradley groaned and yelped again, ending up closing his cell and cutting the call off. Unknowing that he made the others fear the worst, he had to get to that hole as soon as possible, at least buy time for the toons to get away safely. He evaded another grab and went for the sleep spray, but one suit grabbed his leg. Bradley managed to reach though and give that suit a knock out spritz, but that was its last one. It ran out after a prolonged panic-spray, leaving Bradley open for capture by the remaining suit.

The teen did his best to jump and outrun the suit with his agility, ending up knocking over several chairs. Getting an idea though, he got some paper and a paintbrush nearby. After tripping the suit up with a knocked down chair, he decided to paint something on the paper quickly and fill it in with black paint. It was a big mallet, and Bradley was soon able to pull it out of the paper through the logic of toons.

The suit looked up shortly and gasped at seeing the now armed human teen, who raised the mallet and gave the suit a good whack on the head like Whack-A-Mole, leaving him stunned. Taking the chance to escape, Bradley started towards the hole, then stopped, seeing a slip of paper in the cage. He ran to grab it, then run back to the hole to dive in. The suit recovered though and dove after him, but instead of finding Bradley, he found the cat and the Warners face to face with him.

"Haha, our special friend is here!" Wakko said happily.

"Hmph, indeed." The feline said, greeting the suit with big smiles.

"You..." The suit started. "The boss will hear about this!" He added with an angry tone.

The feline leaned close, grabbing the suit by the collar firmly. "We're looking forward to it. We have all the clues, and we're going to find him." He said with a sly smile.

"Yeah, I saw there was another slip of paper in the cages." Bradley said when he finally got up. "It's got another map to it, it has to go where he is."

The feline nods and looks back to the suit with a chuckle. "Game... Over." He whispered menacingly to the suit before letting him go, back through the hole and in the studio. Bradley picked the hole back up, the one on the other side disappearing.

"So, is everyone freed?" Bradley said after a moment.

Everyone nods in agreement. "Yeah, everyone got through." Rick said.

"And we had a little fun doing it too." The cat said with a soft laugh. "I'm not afraid to admit it."

"Yeah, and all we did was make a messy hall!" Dot said too.

"Define 'messy'." Bradley said with an eyebrow raise.

"Excellent question." Yakko said as he got out glasses and a dictionary. "'Messy, adjective, untidy or dirty, confused and difficult to deal with.' Hey, that's us to a T!" He added with a happier tone.

"But we're not on a T." Wakko said as he looked down at his feet.

"Well either way..." Bradley started. "Let's put these pieces together and see where our guy is." He said. The others got their papers out too, setting them on the ground. After some rearranging, it was another map, leading to the Toontown outskirts. "Doesn't look like somewhere I've been to before..."

"Hm. Not many things are actually at Toontown's borders. It makes sense to a point." The feline said.

"So that's where our main guy is?" Stan said as he took a closer look.

Bradley nodded in response. "I think so..." He said, soon yawning.

"Well we're not gonna take him on while we're all tired. We'll tell the CEO and get to bed, then we'll go." The cat suggested. The others agreed, so they all threw down their holes and jumped in to go back to the Warner Film Lot.

At the mystery location

Bendy smirks when he heard the news that the group managed to free the toons and find the map to his place, getting up out of his seat. "Hehehe... I knew they could do it, otherwise this wouldn't have been fun!" He said as he looked out a window. "We should get ready for their arrival so we can play some more!" He added as he left his room, leaving more inky footprints.

"I've never had this much fun with anyone in such a long time, it brings a little tear to the eye... They're so close, now let's see if they can reach the end." He said as the suits in the hall heard him talk to himself, then giggle some more. He was right, the group was finally about to find him, but what would they do after? Who knows.


Author's Note: Family, life, take your pick to why I was late this time, sorry! Trying to get the interest back, but I do believe we're starting to get close to the end! Just a little more to go, hopefully.