"Wakko...Wakko, wake up".
"Huh...?", he opened his eyes to see...his siblings standing there. "What're you guys doing here?", he asked. "Aw, aren't you happy to see us?", asked Dot. Wakko sat up, "I am...but...". His brother sighed, "Wakko, you have to go back" "No I don't!", Wakko crossed his arms.
"Aw, come on!", said Dot, "We'll tell them to change the script, ok?"."But first", said Yakko, "We're going to New Orleans. Right now". At that, Wakko's face lit up, "You mean, to the carrneval?!". "Yup!", said Dot. Wakko jumped back to his feet and hugged both of his siblings, "Thank you so much...". "Anytime", said Yakko.
"So, what's the Disney jungle like?", asked Dot while they were flying back. Wakko sighed, "They live much better than us". "What do you mean?", asked Yakko. "They don't have to do stuff like we have to", said Wakko, "They didn't even know they weren't real animals until I told them". "Wait, you told them?", asked Dot. "Yeah. They're great. Especially...".
Just then they saw the four vultures out of the window. Wakko smiled and waved at them, his siblings following the action. "Them", Wakko finished. "Wait, you hung out with them?", his brother asked. "Yeah, most of the time", said Wakko, smiling. "So, you were kinda isolated there, right?", asked Dot. "Yes, it helped me a lot", said Wakko.
And so the three Warners kept talking about Wakko's adventure in the jungle. But little did they know that after their trip to New Orleans, their efforts were going to be for nothing.