Scratchansniff sat at his desk and absentmindedly contemplated the whereabouts of the picture. It was odd, but he felt as if there was something wrong about all of this. It was just a picture, he could always take another one, but he hadn't touched that photo since he'd hung it; he couldn't have misplaced it himself. There was no one on the lot who'd take it, or even want it for that matter. He tried to get back to the letter, but the thought kept nagging.

Suddenly, to his surprise, the Warners jumped out of the water glass and onto his desk. He reeled backwards and fell out of his chair. Yakko, Wakko, and Dot looked down at him with amusement.

'Hey, Scratchy,' Yakko said. 'We thought we'd come over and look for clues.'

'Kids, it's not that important,' Scratchy said.

'It'll only take a minute,' Dot said innocently. 'Wakko...' she pointed at him. They all hopped off the desk and Wakko got out his gag bag.

'Wakko, I'd like you to put everything that isn't a clue into that bag,' Yakko instructed. Wakko reached up and stuffed the entire room into the bag. Nothing remained but Scratchansniff and the Warners.

'Sorry, Scratchy, there's nothing here,' said Yakko. 'Literally.'

'We can't look for something lost without any clues,' Wakko said. He pulled the room back out of his gag bag and put it back. Scratchansniff was still dazed from the experience of sitting on nothing.

'It's all right kids, let's just forget about it, okay?' he said. They nodded and spun back into their normal clothes. 'Now vhy don't you go back outside and have some fun,' he added hopefully.

'In other words, you want us to leave you alone, right?' Dot asked.

'Vell, yes.'

'Okay!' Wakko and Dot ran out in an instant, but Yakko lagged behind.

'Uh, Scratchy?' he asked hesitantly.

'Vhat is it, Yakko?'

'Ehhhh... nah, it's silly.'

'It's my job to listen to silly things.'

'Well, I just got this funny feeling. That something's wrong, you know?'

'That something bad is going to happen?'

'Yes.'

'Don't vorry about it, Yakko. It's probably nothing more than a feeling.' Yakko nodded, but didn't look convinced.

'Okay, thanks Scratchy.' Yakko turned and ran outside to join his siblings. Scratchy watched him leave and heard them start a game on the lot. So he wasn't the only one feeling that way. He sat back down at his desk and zoned out. He looked around the room for an idea of what he was doing before the Warners had so promptly arrived. He jumped back and stifled a scream. The picture was back on the wall. He ran outside and called the Warners back in.

'That is weird,' Dot said after inspecting the picture. 'Look, the frame's cracked.'

Wakko was sitting on the psychiatric couch with Scratchansniff while Dot looked at the picture. Yakko was leaning against the wall beside them. He walked over to Dot and she held the picture out to him. He looked it over. Part of the wooden frame was cracked, along with the glass. One corner of the frame was chipped.

'Looks like it's been dropped,' he said, and handed it to Scratchansniff to look over.

'Oh, vell,' Scratchy said shakily. 'It's back now, so... so let's just...'

'Forget it?' Wakko asked.

'Yeah.'