OK, now we'll talk about what happened on the date. Thanks for reviewing, KaylaMicael and Kibalover1998.

Alex: We? You mean I! I'm the only one who tells the story.

Me: You tell most of it. I got Yakko to tell some of the story.

Alex: Just cause your reviewers wanted it.

Me: *quietly* Well, and because he kind of asked me to...

Alex: He talked to you? SINCE WHEN DID ANYONE BESIDES ME TALK TO YOU IN THIS STORY?

Me: Since I made the Warners older, Princess Alexandra. Now on with the chapter.

Alex: No! I'm trying to tell you that my name is not-

Me: On with the chapter!

Alex: *sighs*

So there I was, having just been told that I could be a toon for a few hours. Finally, I found my voice. "When you say 'toon', what form would I take?" I finally asked.

"Well," Yakko said with a mischevious smile, "That could be the fun of it. It could just choose a form for you by characteristics, It only generates anthropomorphic forms, not humans. So it could be fun to find out what you'd be...or," he said when he saw me getting mad, "It could be set so you have the same form as us."

I nodded. "Well...if I can turn back at will, than I'll do it. But what are you, anyway?"

Why in the HECK did I ask that? The minute I asked, I knew what it was going to do – there would be too many suggestions given for what the Warners were. They're Warners, that's it, and I knew it. So why did I have to set that off? Wakko and Dot would've joined in if they were paying attention.

After two full minutes of this, I said "OK, OK, I know what you are. So can I turn back to human after?"

Yakko gave a nod. "Sure. The best thing is, you can turn from human to toon and back at any time at will after that. The first time is a little harder, just a warning."

I wish he'd warned me properly. We got to Denver, we settled in the first night, we went out the first day, then I agonized over what to wear, yet again. And again, Dot came to my rescue.

OK, this is probably a good time to say that the hotel in Denver gave Mom and Dad a special deal that meant we had three (more luxurious than usual) rooms – one for Mom and Dad, one for the boys, and one for me and Dot. So that meant no one was going to walk in while Dot was helping me with my outfit. "You want me to find something from nothing again?" she offered. "You wore that top I gave you more than once."

I was wearing it at that moment. "Yeah, but I feel guilty about you getting me this stuff."

Dot wore an angelic smile. "OK, if you feel that way, you don't need to keep any other clothes I give you on your next dates. Come on, it's not like I buy any of this."

I had a thought. I really did feel weird, letting Dot do all this fashion and makeup stuff for me. I had one suggestion. "I've got it! Dot, what if I pay you a little bit each time you get something new out? Like, since you don't have to pay for the clothes, it'll just be, like, a couple dollar bills for each thing, but I could, right?"

"Well...if you want to." Dot said. "But I should warn you, the clothes can only be worn around ten times before they become nothing again."

"..."

"What?"

"Come on!" Dot said impatiently. "Haven't you ever noticed that whenever we have the bag, we never use the same thing twice? It's a law of the toon universe. Once something's used ten times, it's not coming back. I guess it was put in place so that the shows don't get repetitive."

I wasn't quite ready to believe it. "What about your pet?" I challenged. "Or Wakko's mallet?"

"The mallet is real." Dot said straight off. "We just keep it in the bag when we don't need it. And my pet is different every time I bring it out, you should know that." A little smile appeared on her face. "By the way-"

"Were you going to bring it out? Don't!" I said quickly, knowing what Dot was going to say.

"Anyway, are you going to pay rent for ten wears, or let me just give you whatever?" Dot questioned.

I sighed. "I'll pay 50 cents for each item, but that's it."

By the time of the date, I was wearing a pink T-shirt and a dark short denim skirt. I was still unsure about it. "Do I look OK?" I said anxiously. "What will I look like as a toon?"

"Don't worry!" Dot said, reassuring me as she had for the last twenty minutes. "Yes, you look great. You will look OK when you're like us. Just relax, girl!"

At that moment, there was a knock on the door. I noticed Dot grab onto the handle of the bathroom door, although she looked as if she was straining to leave. She saw me looking. "It's a force of habit to try to get to the door first." she explained. "Can't do that when it's your date."

I opened the door, and there was Yakko, grinning. We left in the car, him still with that usual smile, and me, a little nervous.

"So," I said. "I have to become a toon. Where does that happen?"

"Anywhere." he said. "But earlier today I found the best place for it. It's only two minutes away."

The place was another park. The sun was just about to set, since it was seven-thirty, but surprisingly, no one was there.

"Keep in mind that this is only going to be this complicated the first time." Yakko reminded me. "After this, you can switch from human to toon in any way at any time. I'll tell you how later. For now, just follow my instructions." He was serious for once, and I believed everything. He pointed to a nearby bench. "Go over there, lie on it or something, and close your eyes. Don't open them until I tell you to." I raised my eyebrows, but did so.

There was a pause, when nothing happened. Then I felt some kind of pain. It was like I was being stretched and squashed at the same time. That didn't sound too weird, but it was painful as hell, and I screamed. I didn't need to fight to keep my eyes closed, either. Then suddenly, the feeling disappeared.

"OK, you can open your eyes now." I heard Yakko say in his usual friendly tone.

I opened my eyes and stood up. "How come you didn't warn me it was going to be like that?" I asked.

"Cause you would've refused. C'mon, don't be mad. That's not going to happen again." he said. "At least, take a look at yourself."

For the first time, I looked down at myself. Just like the Warners, I had black fur, and my feet were more like paws. "Do I have a white face? And ears? And a red nose?" I asked, glancing down at my tail. I'd forgotten about that.

"Uh-huh." Yakko did the eyebrow thing, with his trademark grin. I glanced down at my hands, to see I even had the white gloves.

"So why did I need to become a toon?" I asked.

"Oh, you'll find out. Come on!" We got back into the car, and Yakko began driving again, this time with a girl in the car that looked just like him.

I know, I know, it was filler, but I really wanted to do this. Just a question, would anyone be interested in doing some fanart for this story? I've seen some awesome pictures done before of fanfictions, but I can't draw, so would anyone be interested? Even if you're not, please leave a review! I'll try to update one more time before I leave, but I probably won't be able to.