Chapter 1: Pinky Reunites with the Brain

*In a local video store, two teenagers are seeing a classic Pinky and the Brain episode on a TV up high on the ceiling. Both teenagers are smiling.*

Pinky (TV): Gee, Brain, what are you gonna do tonight?

Brain (TV): The same thing we do every night, Pinky. Try to take over the world.

Teenager1: Dude, if I was the scientist mouse guy, and you're the other one, I can totally hit you in the head thousands and thousands of times. Besides, the rat I see here's a total idiot, I can tell.

*While the teenagers are watching the TV, a large cleaning machine was standing there, wiping the floor. It was operated by a white mouse with a beard on his face and wrinkles on his forehead. It was a grown-up Brain. He looks up at the TV.*

Brain: (sigh) Memories these days. I wish I was back there.

Teenager2: Wait, if you were Pinky, or if you were Brain?

Teenager1: No, if I was Brain.

Teenager2: Dude, Brain's a little mouse. Sure, he's got a brain, but he doesn't have the brawn. Look at him! He can't even lift a pencil.

*Overhearing what the teenagers are saying, Brain starts to cry like a baby. The teenagers looked behind to see Brain.*

Brain: (crying) Don't look at me! Don't look at me!

*Brain jumps out of the cleaning machine and ran away in tears. He is encountered by his boss and owner of the store, a talking hamster resembling Snowball.*

Hamster: Mr. Brain, you left behind that cleaning machine in the middle of the floor. I suggest you go pick it up.

Brain: (still crying) I can't, Mr. Goldberg. I can't face those kids.

Hamster: (upset) Brain, I'm tired of your sensitivity! Now you move that machine, or you're fired.

*A while later, Brain was out of the video store. He calls for a taxi, and when it arrives, he gets inside and talks to the driver.*

Brain: Acme Labs, 5th Street, North, please.

*The driver speaks back in a familiar Cockney accent. Much to Brain's confusion, the eyes are seen in the upper mirror of the front seat.*

Driver: You got me going the wrong way. I had to turn all the way around now.

Brain: (sternly) Then turn around, you repugnant idiot.

Driver: (angry) Get out! You get out of my cab right now!

Brain: That's enough out of you, I'll just call the cab company, and…

*Brain stops talking to see Pinky's taxi ID in the front of the car, and Pinky himself wearing rat-sized cab clothing and sporting a yellow hairdo. Brain was surprised, and Pinky as well as they recognize each other.*

Brain: Pinky…?

Pinky: Brain? Is that you, jolly old friend?! (amazed) Egad, Brain!

Brain: (smiles) Oh my, Pinky! It's been a long time, old friend!

Pinky: Gee, it's so good to see you!

*Pinky and Brain ran to each other and gave an embrace, laughing and smiling at each other.*

Pinky: It's so good to see you, Brain! You look… You actually look like Albert Einstein. (giggles)

Brain: Never judge by appearance, Pinky. I was living a solitary life in Acme Labs without company to look after or taking over the world with. Recently, I just got fired from working at a video store. That's the reason why I look like a decrepit old man… though I look a lot more like Albert Einstein.

Pinky: So, you want to go to Acme Labs, Brain? Sure, I'll take you there.

Brain: Yes, go ahead, Pinky.

*Pinky gets on the wheel, stick and drive buttons operated by handles, and drives the taxi.*

Brain: I must admit, I'm impressed you're able to handle driving the car on your own, without my help… So, what's your story, Pinky?

Pinky: (infatuates himself) Oh, I just took up this job as a taxi driver and I get paid real quickly to make a living. Goody, goody! Every once and a while, I pulled out the old Nintendo DS and played Animaniacs a lot of times. It makes me feel better somehow.

Brain: Speaking of Animaniacs… While I was working on the video store, I was pondering of what it would be like that after years of forgetting the old era of cartoons; we can bring something back from the past. What if we can…

Pinky: (cuts Brain's talking) …bring back the old Animaniacs cartoon?

Brain: (begins to smile at the idea) Yes! Of course! Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?

Pinky: I think so, Brain, but do you like the new hairdo I got at the barber shop?

Brain: Sure, Pinky. The blonde hairdo is nice, and I should've been there with you. But that's not what I meant. We should reorganize, bring back the cast of the original show, and start another Animaniacs TV series here in the city.

Pinky: Really? (laughs) We haven't been this zany in years, Brain. I lost my jolly good catchphrases.

Brain: (wonders) Your "narf" this and "zort" that?

Pinky: My verbal tics. Trust me, I'm... uh… I'm out of juice.

Brain: (spots something) Turn left!

*The taxi turns around on the other side, but bumps into another car that causes the alarm to activate and make noise. Pinky stops the car in a halt.*

Pinky: Narf! (laughs) That was a loud noise! Like a false alarm! Zort! (laughs again)

Brain: (smiles and laughs) Impressive, Pinky!

Pinky: Wow, Brain, did I just regain my verbal tics and my confidence with it?

Brain: Yes, you still got it, Pinky. And so have I. How many others do you think have it? And with this confidence, we're sure to bring the band back together. Now let's go, Pinky. We must prepare for tonight.

Pinky: What are we gonna do tonight, Brain?

Brain: Exactly what we're going to do tonight, Pinky. Revitalize the Animaniacs show where we revive our once great popularity. Then, we'll try to take over the TV masses, and the world.

Pinky: Brilliant, Brain! Let's go!

Brain: But reuniting the gang is not going to be easy. We're old, weak, and our zaniness is rusty. We need training.

Pinky: Training? From who?

Brain: Exactly, Pinky… We know the best team of trainers out there.

*The screen cuts closer to Brain's mouth.*

Brain: …the Warners.