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Operation Val Chapter 17

"Alright hungry Warner folks and Val, soup's on!" Yakko put the pizza down in the middle of the table. Val blinked.

"Soup? Looks more like pizza to me."

Yakko grinned, plopping down beside her and taking a slice. "Ever heard of expressions before Val? Or do they not teach those in hick country?"

Val looked at him. "Hick? What makes you think I'm a hick?!"

Yakko grinned and ruffled her ginger hair. "The red nest you got growing on your head, the lumberjack waltz you call a walk, the way you trashed a man's car. Isn't that what country folk do?"

Val's eye twitched. I stand up for his brother and he insults me?! What the heck?! I was GONNA make him like me next but maybe I'll postpone that…for now.

"Well Warner, there's nothing wrong with having a little muscle to flex." Val poked his arm, making it wiggle like a noodle. Yakko raised a brow, smirking.

"Oh are we back to the battle of wits already sweet cheeks? You gonna find your way into my lap again or shall we just skip ahead to the good stuff?" he leaned in and puckered his lips, smirking. Val poked his nose, pushing him away.

"Sorry I'm not interested in kissing scrawny, chicken-necked, city folk."

Dot looked up from her pizza. "Hey Chicken Boo would take offense to that." She grinned at Yakko who winked at her, giving the silent note that he had a plan and everything was all working according to his plans….as usual.

"So you admit you're a country chick? I always saw you as a perfect southern bell." Yakko grinned at Val.

"I could just picture you all dolled up in a pretty little dress and pigtails." He fiddled with her hair and nodded to Dot who took the cue and ran over, spin dressing her into a sundress while Yakko finished her braids. Val screamed and kicked him away before ripping the dress off, her old t-shirt and boy shorts underneath.

"Okay that's IT!" she jumped up, scowling at the oldest and youngest Warner.

Dot beamed. "Oh goodie! Does that mean you're gonna leave?"

"Oh no. Far from it, Dottie my dear." She grinned, turning her back on the cursing and shrieking youngest as she marched over to Yakko, a big smirk on his face. She looked up at him, having to stand on tiptoes to meet his eyes but doing it anyways.

"You disgust me for far more than just one reason. First, you're a disgusting pig. Of course, you knew that or else you wouldn't act the way you do."

"Well actua-"

"Shut up." Val slapped a hand over his mouth. "Second, because you are SO COMPLETELY full of yourself! You act like a little player don't you? You think you're real freakin' hot crap don'cha?! You parade around here in your yanked up slacks and your cheesy swagger and act like you're the sexiest thing to hit Hollywood since Orlando Bloom. But in reality, your fashion choices are queer, you don't even wear a SHIRT for god's sake and it's not like there's anything to look at!You don't have abs or anything. In fact, you're so scrawny you could be mistaken for someone with an eating disorder. And your VOICE! Ugh don't even get me STARTED on how nasally you sound! And, let me just ask here, how in the HELL does your YOUNGER BROTHER have a deeper voice than you?!" she gestured to Wakko who looked up from eating the dinnerware.

"Huh?"

Val ignored Wakko and happily continued, now on a role and not in the mood to stop. "It's probably because of the damn pants you know. If they were any higher you could belt out higher octaves than Kristen Chenoweth! In fact, why not just give it a try?!" she grabbed Yakko's belt and jerked up as hard as she could, making him 'eep' at the sudden wedgie.

Val looked at him and laughed. "Good DAY Warners!" she dodged a frying pan thrown from behind then hopped outside as Dot chucked the entire contents of her hammerspace at the fleeing red head.

"And STAY OUT!" Dot screamed before walking back in. Yakko was pulling his pants down, his face hidden from the other two. Wakko tapped his shoulder.

"Yakko…? You okay?"

Yakko looked up at Wakko, grinning from ear to ear. "Are you kidding?! That was….AWESOME!"

Dot and Wakko gaped. "WHAT?!"

Yakko just laughed, falling to the floor. "Didn't you see how mad we got her? I'm surprised her hair didn't light up again. Honestly, I haven't had this much fun since well…..yesterday at least. She knows how to make someone's day."

Wakko grinned at seeing his brother happy then looked at Dot as she stuttered and gaped, shaking with rage.

"You….LIKE HER?!" she got down on her knees, grabbed Yakko by the shoulder's from the floor, and started shaking him.

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! She's a rotten, evil, WITCH!"

Yakko grinned slyly. "Sure she is. But she's also a big ball of rage that speaks her mind and knows how to insult someone. We could use her on our team…..at least occasionally."

"WHAT?!"

"Oh come on Dot you saw what she did for Wakko. She likes us now, even if she won't admit it. Now all we gotta do is reel her in with some good ol' fashion Warner charm and we've got a fourth musketeer." He looked at the tower door, still open from Val running off and he sighed.

"Wit, sarcasm….what a woman." He grinned, sighing.

Wakko nodded, grinning and Dot smacked herself. "So you mean to tell me that this chick insults you, gives you an atomic wedgie, and you suddenly think she's hot?"

Yakko shrugged. "Sure. I mean, she isn't a supermodel…or even CLOSE to one, but I like a woman with attitude. It's exciting." He hopped up with a sigh.

Wakko blinked. "Anyone think she'll come back?"

Yakko nodded, grinning. "Oh she will. They always come back." He sat down, pulling his pizza close and eating happily. Dot just stood there gaping at him.

Yakko swallowed his bite and grinned. "Aw come on Dot. It's not like I REALLY like her. I just have an addiction to competition. There's just something about a girl telling me up that makes me wanna chase her." He shrugged, smirking.

Dot rolled her eyes. "So typical of a Warner, wanting what they can't have."

Yakko and Wakko laughed. "Oh like you've never been the same exact way. Mel Gibson ring a bell?"

"Hey that's different! Mel and I are made for each other!"

"Sure just like how Timmy was made for Lassy." Yakko snickered.

"Oh screw you!" Dot scowled. Yakko raised a brow, a serious expression on his face.

"Sorry sis, I don't do that kind of thing. "

Dot blinked and gaped. "I didn't mean it like that!" she scowled at Yakko as he stood up and cleaned up his plate.

"Then don't use the foul language if you don't mean it little sib. You know I don't like you using those words. Remember what I told you?" He raised a brow at Dot who crossed her arms and started muttering. He raised a brow.

"Care to repeat in coherent words sister sib?"

Dot huffed, reciting with a grumpy undertone. "Swearing is just a small list of words that idiots use when they're too slow to remember what their point is." She smirked at the end.

"Then Val must be a dribbling moron. Did you count how many times she cussed you out in her argument?"

"Three times. I've heard worse but that doesn't mean my adorable baby sister needs to speak like a filthy hick does." Yakko grinned.

Dot blinked. "I thought you thought she was hot."

"What? That basket case? "Yakko laughed, his eyes drifting toward the shadow behind the lamp in the corner. "She's got the body and mind of a scarecrow after the tornado strikes down in Kansas. You know all about those don'cha ginger?" He looked over as Val marched out from behind the lampshade she was hiding behind.

"Oh har har. I'm going to bed. Idiots…." She left, slamming the door behind her.

"WHAT a woman." Yakko laughed as Wakko snickered and Dot gagged.

Two Warners down, one to go! Let's see how Val handles Dot in the next chapter! I can guarantee some insanity, and LOTS of Warner antics. Thanks for reading and I look forward to reviews of any kind.