So, that night Wakko woke up and got out the newspaper from under his pillow. He quickly flipped trough the pages, looking for a specific advert.
Where is it...where is it...aha!
He finaly found it. Here's what it said:
Catch the flight to India and explore it's beautiful nature! Tomorrow at 3 am, local airport, only for $12,5!
Wakko smiled. This was it. He was doing what he tought was the best for everyone. He slowly got out of bed and tiptoed to the door, trying his best not to wake his sibs up. Once he closed the door, Wakko slowly started making his way out of the water tower, being very careful with every step he took, since it was dark.
So, he got out of the tower and climbed down the ladder. Using the toonspeed, he ran to the airport, which took him about 30 minutes.
"Hello, can I help you?" "One ticket for India, please", said Wakko. The employee looked at him in confusion, "Exuse me?". Wakko got out the newspaper and opened it on that same page. Then he handed her the amount of money that was written on the advert. Realising how serious he was, she finaly gave him the ticket. "Thank you".
Wakko didn't have problems with anything. Every time someone asked him to give them something, he'd get it out, either from his gaggy bag or his hammerspace. For example, when he had to get the luggage out, he got out anything he tought he'd need.
Finaly, Wakko sat down and waited for the plane to arrive. Not long after he sat down, an older woman noticed him and sat beside him. "Hey there", she greeted. "H-hello...", Wakko greeted back. The woman wrapped one arm around him protectivly. "It's ok", she whispered, "Whatever's happening to you right now, it's fine. You'll get trough it". "Thank you...", Wakko whispered and yawned. "You tired?", the woman asked him. He nodded. "Wanna get some sleep?". Wakko just nodded again and climbed into her lap. "I'll wake you up when we come, ok?" "Where?" "And where are we going?" "Ah, ok".
They had to wait one more hour before the plane arrived, because they came to the airport pretty early. Finaly it did, and the woman got up and carryed all of her luggage together with Wakko to the plane. Standing in the crowd, she tought about finding this weird child at the airport at 2 am with nothing.
"Hey, is that your pet?", she heard another older woman ask her and recognised the voice of her friend. "Oh, hey! You going too?" "Yeah" "Well, does he look like a pet to you?" "Yes, he has two ears, a tail and- wait. I know this guy!" "What?" "My grand dauther keeps telling me on and on about these three cartoons and their show...wait, what's the name...aha! Animaniacs!" "Hey, I think I've heard of it! And what's this guy's name?" "Uh...wait. It's not Yakko, it's...Wakko. Yes, Wakko's his name".
The woman smiled, looking at him, "Wakko. How cute". The other woman sighed, "I guess that whole show thing was too much for him...". "So he ran away?", the first one asked. "Probably". "Aww...", she whispered gently and looked at him once again. He was sleeping peacfully, knowing he was safe and sound.
The two women sat next to eachother on the plane, the one carrying Wakko further from the window and the other next to the window. Both soon fell asleep as well, they were exhausted from the cold winter breeze and getting up at 1 am to go on this long journey of several hours.