Hi there! Like I said, I plan to update this as often as possible, along with Second Chance although it may take me a tad longer. However, I will NOT GIVE UP. You can expect an update before another 3 months go by. THAT I can guarantee haha. Anyways, I'll stop with my crazy ranting and let the fic do the talking. Byeeez!
Operation: Val Chapter 2
"It's time for Ani-maaaan-iacs and-"
"Turn that bloody thing OFF Jenkins!" Dr. Thorndill walked into his parlor with his usual disgusted scowl placed right on his face.
Jenkins, who had been watching the cartoon happily, fumbled for the remote. "Y-yes sir…"
Dr. Thorndill looked at the television in revulsion. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you exist only to spite me Jenkins. Why in god's name would you watch such a cursed show with the very same cartoons that I am plotting against?!"
Jenkins cleared his throat. "Um….I have no idea s-sir. I-I'm sorry."
"You SHOULD BE! I gave the best years of my life to that rotten company and what do they give me?! A pink slip and a one way ticket out! And then to have cartoons from the very same company that spited me, decide to pay me a visit?! This little way of fate is just too good to pass up Jenkins. I simply must take initiative." He limped toward the book case and Jenkins sat watching him from the couch, shaking slightly.
"M-maybe we should just let them go. I-I mean they're just KIDS d-doctor!"
Dr. Thorndill paused with his hand on a book. "Jenkins, in my years of studying the ways of people and of cartoons, I have found that if a person does not have something of importance to say, the best they can do is to shut up."
Jenkins looked down. "Y-yes sir…."
"Now, I have a long list of….."clients", but I have decided that this is a very special case that will be dealt with right away. Those little rats are in for a very nice surprise. Prima ink…..Ha! That quality is barely above sub-par. What I have is far more superior. Now…how to use it….?"
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Wakko was sprawled on the couch lazily, still full from eating the entire breakfast buffet at that restaurant they had gone to.
"Yakko, can you make me a sandwich?" He called. Yakko poked his head in from the kitchen.
"I'd ask why you would possibly want to be eating still but I've known you long enough. You'll have to get it yourself. I'm kind of busy."
Wakko pouted then dragged himself off the couch in an exaggerated heap before slumping toward the kitchen. "How come I always gotta get- faboooooo!" he grinned at what Yakko was up to.
The entire kitchen had been turned into a winter play ground with blankets of snow everywhere. Yakko was sledding down a giant mountain of ice and snow and he laughed as he reached the bottom.
"Don't you just love when you leave the freezer open?"
Wakko nodded, forgetting about his appetite. "Faboo!"
"I figured we could share some of this with the studio crew. It's just not fair that we get all this fun snow and they have to be in that heat. Come on!" Yakko's broad smirk was placed easily on his face as he pulled Wakko off to execute his plan of mass terror.
Meanwhile, Dot was sneaking onto the set of a new movie coming out, Tasers and Daisies. She wasn't interested in the movie really, just in the lead actor, the famous and gorgeous Patty Robertson.
Just as Patty was about to reach for his knife and battle to the death for his true love, Dot leaped out of his pocket and pulled him into a big kiss.
"Promise you'll always be mine!"
"GAHHHH!" he fainted in absolute terror and the director smacked himself.
"CUT! Where's that guard?!"
"Duhhhhh…right heres!" Ralph ran in with his net and Dot giggled and blew a kiss to the camera before toon- speeding off. Just as it seemed that Ralph was going to catch her, a pile of snow dropped right onto his head.
Dot looked up and around. "Snow in July huh…? Alright." She toon- changed into her pink parka and grinned as Yakko and Wakko waved from atop the tower. They were standing next to a biglaser like-weather maker, pointed right in the sky.
Dot popped up beside them. "What's up?"
"We decided it was too hot today." Yakko grinned simply. Wakko nodded.
"So we made it snow!"
And snow it did. The snow built that night up to four feet, making the children who could make snowmen very happy, and their parents whose cars were buried, not.
Meanwhile across town, the snow built up around Dr. Thorndill's home and, unknown to him, water began to seep into his lab through a crack in the floor. The water soaked into the back of a very important machine, to be described later, and caused a slight malfunction in the circuits.
During all of this, Dr. Thorndill was sitting at his desk and sketching out a new type of cartoon, the type that would be just perfect for the Warners' annihilation.
There ya have it!I hope you enjoyed! Oh, and if anyone got the Twilight reference you get a big high five from me! Thank you for reading and I hope you review. Bye!