A/N:

This is the next day. And obviously, Talia's not coping well with having nothing to do, so what's she doing? She's thinking…

Thanks again for all the reviews and ideas you've been giving me, I love them XD And to answer some questions what you've been asking… the return of Buttons and Mindy will be in the next chapter. So, read on my friends!

*Talia's POV*

That double crossing little son of a – "Just who or what does he think he is?"

"In charge?" Rita quipped from the arm of the sofa.

I shot her a warning look to which she casually shrugged and continued licking her paw and smoothing her face. I threw myself backwards so that I was lying flat on my back among the cushions and glaring up at the ceiling. Yes, I was still fuming over the secrecy from yesterday. Jack had made so many excuses so get me out of there that he had practically hidden right inside his phone while pretending to take 'busy business calls' that needed to be taken care of. He had acted like a spoilt child and it had come to a choice of either smacking him in the mouth or leaving in a huff. Out of the need to keep my job and keep any chance of finding things out later, I'd left. He was so infantile! And now because of my time off which I'd so stupidly been tricked into, for I was sure it was trickery and not sudden coincidence, I was going to have to find another way of figuring things out.

But what did I have to go on? Just a paranoid CEO and some secretary talking about some project from the other side of something that I didn't know about? That was next to nothing. But it was enough to get my mind racing. Sure, maybe I was being the paranoid one, but from past experience, that was normally enough to get some answers. I just didn't understand the need for secrecy. Just how much could they possibly be hiding? I've met toons, I live with two, more like five, of them, me and my siblings are running on ink for gods sake and so is Jack; and there's been more cover-up here than a beauty pageant! What else is there? And why couldn't he tell me? So much for starting over…

I must have been in deep thought because when I snapped back to reality, I had two pairs of inky eyes looming over me from behind, their owners sitting on the arm of the sofa behind me so that they looked upside down to me. There was a light weight on my front and I looked downwards to see the eldest Warner sitting cross-legged on my stomach with a lopsided grin. Rolling my eyes, I tilted to the side so that he tipped onto the floor.

"Good afternoon…" I sighed, putting on a half-hearted smile.

"Half day remember?" Wakko prompted, tapping my brow with a chuckle.

Yakko knelt on the floor and rested an elbow on the side of the sofa, "All ours, just like you said."

Dot nodded, "Don't go breaking promises now, kid!" she paused and looked at my strained expression, "Oh no, who rattled your cage this time?"

Rita stretched lazily, "Who'd you think?"

The three exchanged knowing glances and nodded, "Jar-Head."

"Go on, kiddo, what's he done this time?" Yakko arched an eyebrow.

I pushed myself up and sat upright, moving around to face them, "He's… well he's…" Honestly how to I explain this? Saying it aloud just made me look more paranoid, "He's hiding something in the studio, I know it, but he refuses to tell me what it is? I mean, come on!" I looked at the group desperately, "What could shock us that much by this point?"

Rita pouted, "He agreed to giving her time off and now she's got her guard up. Again."

"Time off?" Wakko grinned.

"As in no work?" Dot asked hopefully.

"No work." I clarified, "But you're missing the point here."

"Which is?" Yakko asked, getting to his feet and putting hands on hips.

Rita scoffed and dropped down to the floor, heading out towards the open back door, "Which is not worth hearing twice. You're hyped on for nothing, girlie, that's all I'm saying on the matter. Se ya later…"

As soon as she was out of sight, Yakko arched an eyebrow and moved his hand like he was clawing the air, "Oh meow!"

I shrugged, "I'm not hyped up for nothing, I'm perfectly within my reasons."

Yakko winked at his siblings and repeated his hand movement, "Oh, and it seems Tally-Cat's got the claws out today too!"

Seriously? Shaking my head, I grimaced, "Please, never call me that again."

"Please don't!" Dot groaned, face-palming while Wakko poked his tongue further out then usual in distaste.

"Back to 'kiddo' it is then! So, kiddo, what're you saying? What d'you mean?"

"Is it something no one's ever seen?" Wakko beamed.

Dot clasped her hands together, "What's the story? What's the buzz?"

"Something's up and that's because…" I paused and noticed the sudden song-like rhythm we were sticking to and shook it away, "Stop that."

They shrugged dismissively and the haze seemed to lift. Damn musical moments… Dot sighed and started to braid a strand of my hair, "You were saying?"

I let her carry on, "Well I was going to ask for some time off like I said I should, and I had to get something signed by Jack; and then the way he worded things just sounded strange…"

*Flynn's POV*

Man this was embarrassing, "Yeah so I'm sorry about those guys yesterday, they're not that bad when you get to know them; and they won't be showing up anytime soon."

Dani shrugged, "Forget it."

"Well, you just seemed pretty put off by them."

"I said forget it." She huffed and looked over her shoulder, "Look, I've got to fly, see you around okay?"

What was with her today? She seemed completely on edge. And what was with the sudden need to run for it? Surely the Warner's didn't make that bad a first impre- Okay scrap that. But they weren't that bad altogether. No, this looked like how Talia was when she was hiding something. Hell that's how I look when I'm hiding something! Something was up here. It wasn't just the Warner's that Dani was worrying about. And I had to know. Any other time it really wouldn't have bothered me. The kids here aren't anything to worry about, they're business was nothing to do with me and I wasn't anything to do with them. I liked it that way. But when it had something to do with the toons; well that was my business.

I followed her through the streets, all the while she was jittery and constantly looking back over her shoulder like she knew she was being followed. But I was pretty discreet. And to be honest I wasn't really paying attention to where we were going until I noticed the large gates, a blue and golden symbol in the centre. The studio? I'm surprised I haven't seen you around… She knew the studio? Wait, where'd she go? Oh there she was… inside the studio? The gates were sealed shut, how did she get in so quickly? It wasn't like she could fit through the steel bars. She was small but not that small. But she was fast, and I had to keep up or else I'd lose her.

But the gates were closed… Okay, Flynn, you can do it. Just concentrate on being on the other side, on the inside. Just run. Like the toons do. I could feel it, it was like a snake under my skin, warm and strong. It was the same kind of feeling like when I was playing pool, the shots I took impossibly accurate. Please say this sis it, if I end up back at the centre I'm going to be miffed… Now shut up, and run.

For that split second, because really that's all it took, the world was just one giant smudge. But from experience and watching the others, if you ran for more than half a second then you might just end up on the other side of the world. My feet jarred and I tripped, sending me flying and skidding right into something solid. For a minute, I just lay there, my head pounding. What the hell, this is insane! You know what, forget her, just leave me here and I'll get up later! Ouch… Where was I anyway? Trees, grass, woodland… The toon lot? Really? Made sense, annoyingly. Perfect, now who knew where Dani could be? So much for that…

Wait. The sound of footsteps jolted me back to the present. Someone was walking around here, who? A mop of black hair hidden under a red beanie made her instantly recognisable. What was she doing here? This was dangerous if toons were seen? Then it would just be one big mess! Wait… what was she doing? I got to my feet and ducked behind the tree I'd crashed into and peered around silently.

Looking around to make sure the coast was clear, her arms lifted into the air above her head. I clamped my teeth on my tongue to stop yelling out in shock as a pure white ring sprang around her waist and separated, half rising up to her hands and half falling at her feet. And just like that she just… changed. Her black hair shone silvery-white; blue eyes an acid green. She was out of her shorts and jacket, hat long gone; now she was wearing a black and white shirt and pants set which showed off her stomach. A white capital D placed centre of her top. Her arms lowered and she sighed as if a weight had been lifted. What the hell was going on here?

"Dani?" I muttered before I could stop myself. Crap, stupid!

She span around and after a spit second of panic, sank into the ground. I'm deadly serious, it was like she had become slightly see-through and just lowered down as if on a elevator or something. Darting forward to the spot where she'd vanished and stared at it, prodding it with my foot. It was set solid. What the hell? That wasn't… She couldn't be… What?

"Flynn!"

A hand tapped me on the shoulder. Swatting it away out of reflex, I jumped away and turned to face my caller, "Dani?"

She grinned, back in her hoodie and shorts, but her smile looked fake, "Hi, hope you don't mind but I kinda tailed you here."

Oh she was pulling that one? "No, I tailed you! Don't deny it! I saw you… What did I see you do?"

She shrugged, forcing her hands into her pockets, "You tell me."

"Stop it."

"Stop what?"

My fists clenched, "I saw you-I don't know, light up and change black and white with, you know, green!" I pointed at my eyes, "It was like you were a-"

She narrowed her eyes, "If you're gonna keep talking crazy then I'm leav-"

"Like you were a toon or something."

"-ving…" she finished slowly and swallowed, "Toon? What's a toon?"

Now she was playing even dumber. Oh great… What now? If I told her exactly what I meant then that meant revealing what I knew about the others, and possibly give myself away too. But it made no sense. If she was a toon, then how come I haven't seen her around here before? And did that mean that there were more? How? But there was no other way of explaining what I saw. All the things I've seen, and sometimes done, have been toon stuff. So brings me back to the first question. What now?

"Are you a toon?" the question seemed so stupid.

"What? That's crazy!" she insisted, folding her arms.

"So's a lot of stuff around here." I shrugged passively, ignoring that she suddenly knew what a toon was, "Like the Animator."

She arched an eyebrow, "How do you know about that?"

Gotcha, "How do you?"

"Look Flynn, I can't say, alright? I'd be in so much trouble! You don't know what you're getting yourself into."

That did it! "Try me! You have no idea what I've been though; forget getting into it, I've been right in the middle of it since before I even moved here! And it's one secret after the other and I'm sick of it! So don't even go there."

There was a long, awkward pause. Finally, Dani spoke, "Uh, you're pretty steamed."

"Oh really?" I snapped.

"No, you're actually steamed."

I followed her gaze aimed above my head. Crap, the toon reflex was acting up against my anger and heating me from the inside. Little waves of steam rose through my hair. Great. Just great. Things are just going brilliantly today, as always. Dani however couldn't have looked happier.

"You're one too?" she beamed, shoving my shoulder playfully, "Dude why didn't you say before?"

I really didn't know where to go from that, "So what I saw back there… you're… you are a toon?"

"Duh, just like you." She rolled her eyes, giving me a prod, "Weird that you don't give off any signals though."

I swatted her away, "I'm not a toon! I'm…" Oh great, what now? "You don't know the R.J story do you?"

She tilted her head in thought, "Only bits; adults tend to talk about it more when kids aren't around."

"Yeah, I get that a lot." I sighed.

"But what's that got to do with… Oh! I get it now! Oh, man!" her eyes brightened and she gave me another prod. Why did I get the feeling that she was examining me? "You're a halfa? Like a real halfa?"

"A what-a?"

"Halfa, you know, half of one thing-half of another. Like me."

Was she serious? "You're half-toon?"

She scoffed, "Nah, I'm half toon-human, half toon-ghost." When I didn't answer due to my jaw clenching at her words, she grinned, "Duh…"

Toon, fair enough; but this was ridiculous! "Are you for real?"

"As real as you are, halfa-boy." Her eyes widened, "Wow, I'd heard stuff about true humans being halfa'd, but this is awesome!" she poked me again.

"Will you stop that?"

She laughed, "But isn't this so cool?"

Wash she serious? "Not really! How're you a toon? I thought that there were only the ones that lived around here!"

"Really? Boy you're way off."

I narrowed my eyes, "How off?"

She swallowed, "Very. But, wait, at the Youth Centre, those three toons… It's all making sense now. You know who they are don't you?"

So she did recognise them, they were right, "Yeah. The Warner's. How do you know them?"

"I don't personally… But you hear a lot of stories in my way of life." she mumbled, "They're dangerous to be around, Flynn, you can't let them get too close or else you'll get hurt."

"No fear, they're annoying and big-mouthed but I wouldn't go as far to call them dangerous." I scoffed, "But why do you think that? Just how much of the studio cover up have you heard?"

"Like I said, bits and pieces…"

No wonder she was all over the place, "Look, I think I'd better fill you in on a few things."

"Not here. People could be listening." She urged.

"Then where?"

"Someplace quiet. There's a lot of crazy stuff around here." She held her hands behind her back mischievously, "Wanna see?"

"Honestly I'm still getting my head around you."

She ducked her head a little. Was that a blush? What did I say? Come on, I was confused enough without her doing that! Suddenly, she looked up, eyes glowing green again, making me step back in surprise. Just like that, she transformed again. Her clothes black and white, hair draining of all colour. I instinctively took another step backwards. This was too weird. Don't get me wrong, I was used to the Warner's doing changes, but this was something else altogether. And what's more, she seemed familiar. But I couldn't place where. To be honest I wasn't really thinking about that right now. I was just so annoyed. How much more was the studio hiding? When had there been more toons and just how many more were there?

Dani seemed thrilled with my reaction, "Shouldn't you be used to this stuff?"

"I am." I said defensively, "Just not exactly like yours."

She folded her arms smugly, "Looks like I'm just special."

"That's one way of putting it."

"Hey!" she scowled jokingly. Her shoulder slumped sheepishly, "I'm sorry I didn't say before, but I wasn't actually meant to be so far from home and it's all a bit, uh…"

"Tricky?" I offered.

"Yeah."

Thinking about it, we were both in the same situation. We both had secrets, we both wanted to escape and be human for a little while. Now look where we are, that worked out so well, didn't it? But she was full toon, but a mix of two kinds. Heck I didn't even know that could happen! I didn't blame her for not telling me, I didn't tell her about me. It's not really something you say when you first meet someone. Hi I'm Flynn, I'm injected with cartoon ink and now I can race Superman, what's your name? No, it didn't work like that.

"You wanna start over?" she asked. I shrugged so carried on, "Hi, I'm Danielle Fenton, I'm a toon girl who has toon-ghost powers, what's you're name?"

I blinked. Okay, apparently it could work like that, "Flynn Nolan; human boy with toon powers."

I noticed she was extending a gloved hand out to me for a handshake. As I went to grab it, my fingers clasped onto thin air. She was smirking, neon eyes bright with playfulness. Her hand was glowing, my fingers passing right through it as if it was liquid. Retracting from shock, she laughed and pulled her digits back into solid view, grabbing at me to give my hand a shake. Wow, she wasn't kidding about ghost powers, toon or not.

"That's… pretty cool."

"That's nothing."

I'll bet, I knew I was going to regret this the second I said it, "So for you, what would be something?"

Once again, the green in her eyes started to glow, her white hair shining from a creepy light around her, "Prepare yourself, halfa-boy."

A/N:

Well, hope that answers a few more questions, or possibly adding some more to the list, lol XD But Dani isn't a Warner Brothers cartoon, so what's she doing here, and just how much else is out there? Jack's got a lot to answer for it seems…

Also, the mini-song thing with Talia and the Warner's came from a segment of Wakko's Wish just before the trio explain about the wishing star to the town.

Please tell me if I'm doing any good with this one… I don't know, I feel like I've got something to live up to and I'm letting you guys down. Please tell me if this is any good at all. I get more paranoid than Talia sometimes, lol XD