Well, let's get the next chapter started! I'm in Singapore now, and this will be the last chapter I update on vacation *Grabs champagne*. Then it's back in New Zealand and back studying *sighs*. Thanks for reviewing, Kibalover1998, Emmygirl822, frumouttamimind and A Scribbler.

Two weeks later...

The summer trip was almost over, and we were spending our last day (and night) in San Fransisco. For Warner Bros, the employees would be back on the lot in a couple of days (the day after that, we'd drop the Warners off and they'd be sealed in the tower until the next summer). For me, I'd have a week until high school started. I was kind of looking forward to sophomore year, since I wasn't going to be one of the youngest any more.

Things had changed so much this summer. At the beginning, I was counting the days until we could at last say goodbye to the Warners for another summer. Now, I was dreading the goodbye. The three of them weren't usually let off the movie lot during the year. Also, it would be a struggle for me to get onto the lot without getting dragged into a paid tour (which would not include going up to the water tower). So unless there was a way around it, I wouldn't even be able to talk to my boyfriend for a whole year! Also, I was going to miss the other two. How was I going to survive without Dot's makeovers? Not to mention, I'd started to learn more about being a toon, with their help. All three of them helped me with their particular strengths, and I was getting better by the day.

But I didn't want to stop until I was as good as them. I could outsmart a regular person (and sometimes did), but I could never win against a Warner Bros-created toon.

I tried to enjoy the time I had left with them. Over the last two weeks, Yakko and I had continued to increase our number of dates, to the point where we didn't actually go on proper dates most of the time, but we always had...shall we say, after-date activities. Oh, and we had one more movie night. This time, I chose the fourth Nightmare movie, and the Warners chose some other movie I'd never heard of.

Anyway, remember how, after the third movie, Yakko said I reminded him of Kristen Parker, the heroine? Well, I had to admit, her boyfriend Rick (who was one of the happiest characters I'd ever seen, but also a super-good fighter, even though he got killed in the end) did vice versa – reminded me of Yakko a whole lot, especially when Alice Johnson, his sister, imagined him jumping out of the coffin and telling her he wasn't really dead. Although, my parallel as Kristen was a little spooky, since she burned to death near the beginning. I decided to keep the parallel to myself though. It's not like I exactly wanted to be charred Kristen, or my own boyfriend to be stabbed Rick. I was being paranoid, but I didn't care.

Our relationship was getting more heated. Every make-out session went further. I was, of course, the shyer, more reserved one. Yakko was the one to initiate the advances, but boy did I respond. I mean, I literally couldn't not respond. We were just lucky that Mom and Dad weren't in the same hotel room. By this time, nearly the end of summer, I'd actually let my bra come off at some point, but had my jeans/shorts/capri pants/skirt on. And, being a teenager, I knew all too well what my boyfriend wanted from me next.

Sure enough, in the afternoon, the subject was brought up. Mom and Dad were at some museum, and Wakko and Dot had gone down to the pool in our hotel. It was just me and Yakko in the hotel room I shared with all three of the Warners.

"It's one of the last days we'll see each other for a whole year." I said. "I can't believe it!"

"We're not going to not see each other." Yakko said. "Yeah, we get locked in the tower, but you know that we always escape. Usually, we just cause havoc around the movie lot, like we used to on our show. But I could easily get out of the lot and meet you."

"Still." I said. "For how long? You take my point, right?"

"Course. " The smile I'd learned to love crossed Yakko's face. "But if you feel that way, there's still something left that requires time. We've been working up to it."

It dawned on me. "You mean, you think we could actually...the whole way?" I whispered. "But it's illegal! I'm not yet sixteen!"

"Princess Alexandra, are you seriously going to let a few months get in the way?"

"It's September, and my birthday is in April!"

"OK, OK. If you're really against it, we'll leave it for another year."

I thought it over. Who would find out? Well, the Warners seem to know everything about each other, but who else? Plus, even if it was illegal, my hormones were screaming at me to say yes. I wanted it, no doubt. But I was also scared. Everything I'd read said it hurt. And what if something went wrong?

Finally, I asked a question, blushing the whole time. "Protection?"

"Got it covered. I bought stuff a couple days ago." He held up a box of condoms and a bottle of pills. "Easy."

I smiled a bit, still blushing. "OK, that's cool. So, since we're going back home tomorrow and we'll be staying nearer to Mom and Dad, should it be tonight?"

"Sure."

So we scheduled it. Even if Dot wasn't a Warner, she probably would've known. We persuaded her to share the other room with Wakko (with great difficulty) just for the one night. Once she was out, I locked the door, then helped push the beds together. Next, I turned myself into toon form.

Then I asked one more question, the question I would've been too shy to ask in my human form. I smirked a little. "Just one thing, Yakko. Do you still have baloney in your slacks?"

Yakko grinned again. "No."

I smiled again."Good." Then came one of the most momentous occasions of my life.

I'm not comfortable with writing lemons. I read plently, but I think that I'd prefer to experience it myself before I write any. One of my friends told me about it, but all she said was "It hurt like hell" so that's not very helpful.

Now I send this plea out to all authors: PLEASE could you write what it was like? I don't mind if it's in third person, Alex's POV or Yakko's POV, just, please, if you're OK with writing a lemon, I would just love it is someone wrote one for this story.

And a thanks to frumouttamimind, since I got the idea for Alex's last question from your reviews? Speaking of which, reviews are still my favourite, so, lemon writing or not, please review! If I get more than 3, this fanfiction will have the most reviews of all my stories, (at the moment, that honour goes to "Slave To Passion"). So, please, PLEASE review!