The air of the real life city of Washington D.C. was wailing with police sirens.

At Metropolitan Police Station, the Superintendent was on the phone. "Major, I want an update on the Lincoln Memorial Statue."

On the phone he got a report that there was nothing wrong with the Lincoln Memorial Statue except Abraham Lincoln's own private bank account had disappeared.

"Keep investigating!" the superintendent ordered. Then he redialled the phone. "Captain Thompson, Lieutenant Pan, I have a special job for you."

One police car was speeding through the street. It was a mean car pushing clearing crowded streets, standing on one wheel every time someone was crossing the road and making the cyclists in front of them go faster by making the sirens louder than they needed to be.

Inside Captain Thompson was driving and laughing very loudly. His partner Lieutenant Pan was laughing with him too.

"Yeah, show everyone who rules the road!" laughed Pan loudly.

"Some gratitude these people are giving us!" moaned Thompson. "After all the criminals we threw in jail and the streets we're protecting."

"Especially that British twit, O'Marrows!" pointed out Pan. "Why the superintendent made him a sergeant I'll never know. I just hope he doesn't screw up with our mission like all the times he has done ever since he joined the academy."

"Speaking of our mission, who are we suppose to chase?" asked Thompson.

"Well, the superintendent said it was two crooks in a Lincoln MKT," Pan told his partner. "Probably Abraham Lincoln's car. Get it?" He laughed. "Oh, and they're cartoon characters. How we're going to find them in this real-life city I'll never know."

He would know if they looked in the mirror, because behind them was a Lincoln MKT and inside were two cartoon characters.

"Hey, look, Rocky," cried the big dumb one. "There's a cop car in front of us."

"Drive around them and drive much faster, Mugsy!" ordered Rocky.

The car did go around the police car with a little bump. Mugsy popped his head out. "Sorry!" he called to the cops.

"Get your head back in, you dimwit!" snapped Rocky, pulling Mugsy's head back in. "Step on it!" The Lincoln speeded.

"That looked like a car with two cartoon characters in it," said Pan.

"I'm on it!" cried Thompson. And the police car gave chase.

The Police Car chased the Lincoln car through Lafayette Park, Franklin Square Park, every park there was, including the parking lots… In short, they chased the bad guys through the entire city of Washington until they came to the docks. Unfortunately, the docks were busy when they were going. The Lincoln passed through a crane that was lifting a crate of fish. But the Police Car was still driving through. The crane was forced to stop, which made the crate crash onto the car.

"Phew!" cried Thompson as he wiped the windscreen.

But Pan was having a swell time. He was chewing on a fish. "Hmm," he smiled. "Haddock! My favourite!" Then he offered another fish to Thompson. "Fish?"
"Fish off!" snapped Thompson.

Meanwhile, the Lincoln was driving past the fishing boat.

"Keep on it, Mugsy!" ordered Rocky. "We're losing them."
"Oh, look, Rocky," cried Mugsy. "There's someone there."
Through his tight hat, he could see there was someone in front of them. "Drive around him!" ordered Rocky.

The Lincoln drove on the right hand side. They could see the figure holding a small box of nails in his hand. And he threw them… behind him?

"Look, Rocky, he threw the nails behind him," Mugsy chuckled.

Rocky laughed. "How is that going to stop us?" he asked.

The Lincoln drove past the figure and drove on… the nails! The car wheels burst and the car stopped.

"Come on, Mugsy!" cried Rocky. "Let's beat it!"

Rocky and Mugsy got out of the car and ran… on a big patch of sticky oil. They couldn't move.

The figure came to them. He was a black man in fisherman's uniform. He held a police badge. "Sergeant Zack O'Marrows," the policeman said in his British voice. "You're all under arrest." He put manacles on the bad guys.

"This is just like Bugs Bunny chasing us," said Mugsy. "I missed those good old days, don't you, Rocky?"

"Shut up!" snapped Rocky.

"Yeah, that's how I learnt to discover all your tricks!" said Zack. "If he hops into you, tell him I said that."

Then the police car that was chasing them was coming towards them.

"WATCH OUT!" cried Pan.

Thompson steered the car away from them, but it skidded on the oil. And it fell into the sea. Thompson and Pan climbed out of the sea.

"O'MARROWS!" Thompson and Pan shouted together.

"Yes, pals?" asked Zack, walking to them.

Zack, Thompson and Pan were in the Superintendent's office.

"Sergeant O'Marrows, do you have anything to say?" asked the Superintendent.

"Yes, sir," replied Zack. "I am aware of the charges but I do not believe I deserve them."

"O'Marrows, you are both strong and clever," said the Superintendent gently. "You are an excellent cop, but, believe me when I say this, I do worry about you."

"About how I do my job?" asked Zack.

"Despite all the success you've had all your life, you have an attitude problem," said the Superintendent. "You don't have friends and you get in the way of these well-respected officers."

"If it weren't for me, sir," protested Zack, "they would not have gotten the respect they get in the first place. Every time they have a success is only because of my interfering."

"Are you saying that you're a better cop than them?" snapped the Superintendent.

Zack gave his boss a smug look. "I am, sir. You're the one who made me tough. You're the one who told me not to take nonsense from anyone. And that's why I don't obey them, even when they pull rank on me."

"How about we make a wager, sir?" Thompson asked the Superintendent. "For the next three weeks, you give him a leave of absence and we'll show you both that we can solve crimes without him."

"What are you doing?" asked Pan.

"Shut up!" Thompson whispered.

"I accept the wager," said Zack.

"Very well," said the Superintendent. "O'Marrows, you will not work for the Metropolitan Police Department for three weeks. I will call you in and you will see the progress these guys will have made during that time. Right, dismissed, gentlemen."

Thompson and Pan walked out. Zack turned and began to walk away. Then…

"Zack, one more thing," called the Superintendent. Zack faced him. "There is one reason I don't fire you and that's because you do some good in this police force. Ever since you joined the police force, the streets are safer and more crimes have been punished just as they deserved."

"Then why are you worried about me?" asked Zack.

"I know there's something that's been troubling you and I want you to sort it out while you have the time off," the Superintendent told him.

"So this is a vacation?" Zack asked.

"If you want to take it like that," the Superintendent said. "Now, go on. Stop wasting the free time you have."
And, with that, Zack left the building.

"…and that's whole story, Dr. Scratchansniff," concluded Zack, who was on the sofa in Dr. Otto Scratchansniff's office.

"Well, your boss told ya all this yesterday," said Scratchansniff, "and you still don't feel happy or useful?"
The door opened and the Warner Siblings entered. "Oh, no," sighed Scratchansniff.

"Maybe this will cheer you up," said Wakko, tickling Zack under his armpits.

Zack laughed his head off. "Okay, I'm happy now, Wakko."

Scratchansniff blew his whistle. Ralph T. Guard arrived, grabbed the Warners and escorted them out.

"They'll be back," Zack sighed.

"Do you think I don't know that?" snapped Scratchansniff. Then he realized his mistake. "I'm sorry. Does yesterday make you feel better than the time those female robots seduced the whole police except you?"

Two weeks ago, there were a whole population sexy women walking about Washington. They all went to a cop to pretend to ask for help when they were actually trying to seduce them. Cops on the street, cops in their cars, the entire police station – even the Superintendent was seduced – and with the female cops tied up wherever they were, no cop could resist them. When they say no one, they usually mean one – and that one was Sergeant Zack O'Marrows. A woman approached him, but for some reason, he was not seduced and pulled the beautiful wig of her head and saw sparkles coming out of her head. He saw more women coming. He went around the queue and ran to find out where they were coming.

He found them coming out of a laboratory. He entered it, pushed his way through the marching women and entered the experiment room. There he saw the staff members were unconscious and an active machine was producing a lot of women.

"Are you pondering what I'm pondering, Pinky?" asked a deep voice.

"I think so, Brain," said a squeaky voice, "but how will there be enough dresses for all these women?"

"No, Pinky!" snapped the deep voice. "We are nearly close to – "

"Taking over the world?" Zack cried.

A tall thin lab mouse appeared on the top of the machine. "Egad, Brain!" cried Pinky. "We've got a guest!"

"Pinky, someone we don't want is not a guest!" snapped the deep voice. "He's an intruder!"

A short lab mouse one drew out a large laser gun at him.

"I am trying to take over the world, so please leave," the Brain told him.

"Shoot me, because I'm not leaving," smiled Zack smugly.

"Very well." Brain fired the gun and out of it came a giant red laser beam. It got closer to Zack and closer and closer… Then Zack got a mirror which deflected the beam and it targeted towards the machine.

"Oh, no!" cried Brain. "Pinky, move!"

"Where, Brain?" asked Pinky.

Brain just grabbed Pinky as they jumped clear from the machine, which exploded. Brain's women stopped moving and their wires went haywire.

Brain and Pinky ran for their lives as fast as they could. But they bumped into a black shoe and were picked up by a large hand.

"Why they call you the Brain is beyond my knowledge as I have just defeated you," Zack smiled smugly at Brain. Then he turned to Pinky. "Why they call you Pinky as you are not pink but white as snow I will never know. The only thing I know is that this experiment to try and take over the world will be your last."

"O'Marrows!" cried Thompson's voice. Zack turned to see Thompson and Pan at the door. "What are you doing?"

The knocked-out staff members were up on their feet and the chief scientist walked to Zack. "You saved my lab mice, sir," he praised, taking them off Zack. He put them in the nearest cage. Zack towered above them.

"You may have defeated me this time, my enemy," Brain said to Zack, "but I will back and I will take over the world next time."

"Yeah, after sixty-five episodes and thirteen episodes living with Elmyra Duff of failing to do so, I'm sure you will," scoffed Zack.

"O'Marrows, stop playing with the mice!" yelled Thompson. "Help me get ready for the press conference."

"I've got my eye on you two," warned Zack, as he walked away.

Zack left the room with Thompson, Pan and the scientists.

"So what do you want to do for the rest of the day, Brain?" asked Pinky.

"Same thing we do every time my plans for taking over the world fail, Pinky – think of another one!" answered Brain.

"Well, it does a little bit," Zack told Scratchansniff.

"Are you still upset about this mermaid of your dreams is still in your head?" asked the doctor.

"We'll help!" cried Yakko and Wakko as they walked in the room.

Zack saw that Wakko had a device in his hand labelled 'Dream Remover'. It looked like a bike pump with a plunger on it.

"We'll pull the mermaid out of your head," Yakko told Zack. He put the plunger on Zack's head and Wakko started pumping.

"STOP!" shouted a girl's voice.

Everyone stopped but they couldn't see anyone. Then, next to Zack, appeared Dot wearing a mermaid's pink tail. She lied on the sofa like a mermaid.

"Is this how your mermaid acted?" Dot asked seductively. "Because you could move on, you know."

"No offense, Dot," said Zack, "but you're too… young for me." The Warners gave him a disappointed look. Zack had to come up with something. "I meant you're too young for dating, that is."

"Do I look like I'm six to you?" snapped Dot angrily.

"Yes, so let's forget the whole dating thing!" snapped Scratchansniff. He whistled and Ralph came in to take the Warners away.

"Unless you find your mermaid, I don't know how else you will feel better," Scratchansniff told Zack.

"I don't know how to find my girlfriend either," confessed Zack. "I met her when my best friend the sorcerer found her first. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have met her and never have known true love." Zack got off the sofa and gave the doctor cash. "Thank you for your time, Dr. Scratchansniff."

Zack walked out and passed the beautiful nurse. "Hello, Nurse!" Zack greeted like Yakko and Wakko.

"Hi, Zack," greeted the Nurse. "How are you doing?"

"Well, I know what I have to do, but what I don't know is if I can do it," replied Zack.

"Well, you are strong and brave and…"
"I meant it's impractical," interrupted Zack. "So how are you doing?"

"Hello, Nurse!" cried Yakko and Wakko from behind the corridor. Hello Nurse looked at Zack and pointed behind her. Zack knew what she meant.

"Hey, where are you, you stupid Warner trespassers!" shouted Ralph's voice.

The Warner Siblings ran past Hello Nurse and Zack and hid under the rug on the carpet.

"Hey, you guys wouldn't have seen any Warner siblings, would ya?" asked Ralph.

"I have," replied Zack. "You'll find them…" He looked behind to check that Ralph didn't notice them under the rug. "… crawling through those air ducts."

"Thank you, sir," said Ralph. Then he pulled the cover off and climbed into the ceiling.

The Warners appeared out of the rug.

"Thanks, Zack!" smiled Dot.

"What do we own this pleasure?" asked Yakko.

"Keep this lark up, guys," said Zack, holding a lark bird high on his arm. "It's the only thing that makes my visits here very enjoyable. And my life happy."

Zack began to walk away.

"Don't give up, Zack," cried Hello Nurse. "I'm sure you'll find your mermaid friend and you'll live happily ever after."

"Thanks, Hello Nurse," smiled Zack, but that didn't make him feel confident. Then he walked out of the psychiatrist building that was in Washington D.C.

Thaddeus Plotz was in his office doing his paperwork, when Ralph fell from the roof and landed on Plotz's desk.

"Ralph, what are you doing climbing up through the ducts?" shouted Plotz.

"I was trying to catch the Warners, boss," explained Ralph. "Dr. Scratchansniff's patient told me they would be in the air ducts."

"And all this for a cameo after fifteen years?" snapped Plotz. "This is definitely not worth twenty thousand bucks. I should be paid twenty million bucks for all of this!"

Soon Zack was walking through the Franklin Delano Roosevelt Memorial Park. Then an acorn fell on his head. He picked it up.

"Sorry, Zack!" cried a kid's voice. "It just fell out of my hand."

Zack looked up to see a young brown squirrel on the tree. "Here you go, Skippy!" Zack cried, as he threw the acorn back.

"Thanks!" smiled Skippy as he waved to Zack.

"Skippy!" snapped an old lady's voice. Skippy turned around to see his aunt Slappy behind him. "I sent you out to pick acorns and you're making friends with – " She looked down and saw Zack. "Are you a real cop?"

"No, Ma'am!" cried Zack. "I'm an extra in the latest Police Academy 8!"

"Oh, great!" moaned Slappy. "Just when I thought all those garbage sequels were in the bin for good!"

"You've got a lot of gut talking about garbage in a cameo like this!" scoffed a smug Zack.

Slappy didn't know what to say. "He's right!" she moaned. "I haven't made a cameo for fifteen years. Why am I doing it now?"

"Now that's comedy," Zack said to the audience.

Zack walked past the Vietnam Veterans Memorial. He had a cheese and onion sandwich that he bought. He took a bite but it tasted horrible.

Then he heard voices arguing. He looked up at the Memorial and saw the Goodfeathers on the top and being loud.

"If I don't eat soon, I shall eat myself!" yelled Pesto.

"Now we don't want that," said Squit.

Then a sandwich was tossed up to them. They looked down to see Zack.

"Enjoy it, you dinosaurs!" cried Zack. He walked on, but then Pesto got in his face.

"What do you mean, dinosaur?" he demanded.

"All birds descended from dinosaurs and you're a bird," Zack explained.

"Are you saying that I'm a dangerous creature with sharp teeth and a bad attitude?"

"Yes, I am," smiled a cheeky Zack.

When Pesto turned around, Bobby and Squit flew in front of Zack. "Go on, get out of here, Zack," Bobby told him.

"We'll take the beatings," whispered Squit.

"But I said it," Zack told them.

"You said the only thing no bird or any other creature can say to Pesto," Bobby told him. "Now go!"
Zack left.

"Hey, Pesto, I'm the one who told him that," said Squit.

"You told him that? That's it!" shouted Pesto as he charged for poor Squit as always.

Later Zack was sitting by the waterfalls. He looked at the water and every time he did it was like he was with his girlfriend Diamond the mermaid. But today he thought he could see her in the water or something like her. He took a closer look.

"Hey, Zack," asked a soft gentle voice. Zack gasped and fell in. He picked himself up and saw Minerva Mink standing in front of him.

"Sorry I scared you," Minerva said, leaning closer to him. "Perhaps I could dry you off back at my place?"

Zack got out of the water. "Sorry, Minerva," he said, "but I'm a cop; I wouldn't give you enough time as much as you like and you don't want to even think about getting into a relationship like that."
Minerva jumped onto him, wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. "I don't."

Zack had to come up with something good to get away from Minerva. He looked around and saw some beautiful purple flowers next to him. He put her on the rocks near the waterfalls.

"Minerva, stay on this rock and close your eyes," Zack told her. "I've got a surprise for you."

Minerva closed her eyes and kept them shut for a long time. "Can I open my eyes now?" she asked. She opened her eyes anyway and saw the purple flowers next to her. She smelled them and smiled.

"Maybe he's too shy to admit his feelings for me," Minerva thought to herself.

Zack entered the docks, carrying a takeaway box.

He entered a rusty little ship. "Rita! Runt! I've come with my share of the rent," he cried.

"Oh, boy!" Runt the dog jumped on Zack and licked his face. Then he went to into the takeaway box and started eating.

"Oh, boy, indeed," sighed Rita the cat, showing herself.

"Oh, boy, not indeed," said Zack, getting out a bottle of milk and a fish. He chucked it to the singing cat.

"How's our Animaniacs friends doing, Zack?" she asked.

"They're doing fine," said Zack. "Ever since you guys moved here from Burbank, everything's been fine."

"Well, you're not," said Rita.

"Well, I'm keeping the streets safe, which is what Otto is telling me to happy about," said Zack. "Plus I'm living in a rusty but home-like ship. We don't have to worry about money problems. And who needs entertainment when I have you two wonderful toon characters?"

"Probably Mindy," pointed out Rita, looking through the window.

Zack turned around to see Mindy outside the ship.

"Oh, this is the seventh time this month," groaned Zack. "Along with the hundred and twenty-nine times since I came here to America."

Zack went outside. "Hi, Mindy," he greeted.

"Hi, Officer," Mindy greeted back. "Why are you here?"
"This is where I live," replied Zack.

"Why?" asked Mindy.

"Because I choose to live here."
"Why?"
"Because everyone's got to live somewhere."
"Why?"

"To protect themselves from rough weather and somewhere to relax and rest."
"Why?"
Zack was getting fed up with these 'why's and he got out another rusty barrel. "Let me put you in here and you'll see 'why'." He picked up Mindy and put her in the barrel. Then her dog, Buttons, came to her.

"She's in here, pal," Zack told Buttons. "I put her in here so you can take her back home before you mistress comes back."

Buttons gave him a 'thank you' lick and dragged the barrel away.

"You're welcome again," smiled Zack.

Then he saw someone walking in a nearby restaurant. He looked very familiar to Zack. And he decided to follow.

He walked to a fast food restaurant called Deep Fry Fats, where it served a lot of fried fish and French fries.

It had a stage in it and the sign said 'Live Tonight: Ben Stiller and his British rival'. On the stage were Ben Stiller and Ben Miller in front of a red curtain.

"So what do want to do tonight, Miller?" asked Stiller.

"How about I make you and all your fellow Americans my slaves for my new British Empire?" said Miller.

"Now why would a Hollywood actor like moi want to be a slave to an actor who has not had his own show like me?" asked Stiller. "You only had half a show, while the other one, Alex Armstrong, had the funnier half."

Miller got out a hammer and hit Stiller on the head.

"You may be a Hollywood star, but I still prefer Armstrong to you, Stiller!" snapped Miller.

"Why?" groaned Stiller. "What's special about him? Is the footprint on the moon his?"

On table eighteen stood Dexter Douglas with his laptop.

"Is this seat taken, pal?" asked a voice.

Dexter looked up and shook hands with the person very happily. "Zack! How are you, my old friend? Sit down!"

Zack sat down.

"Wow!" exclaimed Dexter. "You're a Police Sergeant?"
"And just under nine months since I graduated from Harvard," Zack told him. "So, Dexter, how's your business going? It's been about three years since you left Harvard and a lot more years since Freakazoid made an appearance."

"Well, I do miss being Freakazoid," said Dexter, "but you know you're the only one who knows I'm Freakazoid so my family kept forcing me to study for university. And my company is doing very well. Dougless Computer Inc. makes more money every year. Besides I saw you took my old friend Sgt. Mike Cosgrove's training course and you did so well, I could say you were like the new Freakazoid."

"Thanks, Dex," sighed Zack. "That's the biggest complintment I've had ever since I came to America."

Then the ground beneath them shook like mad. Everyone in the restaurant screamed and left.

"Is that an earthquake?" asked Zack.

"I don't think so," thought Dexter. "It feels like a machine underneath."

Zack looked at him. "Come on, just like old times?"

Dexter sighed. "All right. I'm freakin' out!"

For the first time after many years, Zack saw Freakazoid in front of him.

"Hiya, Zack!" greeted Freakazoid, shaking him like mad. "How have you been? Found your girlfriend yet?"

"No," repiled Zack. "My police career hasn't been any fun without you around. Not to mention your friend Sgt. Cosgrove has retired and I don't like the new officers in his place."

"Well, all they need is a bit of old school," said Freakazoid, wearing a teacher's hat and robes. He also held a school cane. "So, come on, let's go down there and teach whoever it is some manners."

Zack happily followed Freakazoid out.

Outside on the docks, the ground was shaking. Despite the shakiness, Zack could see the rest of Washington wasn't shaking.

Then he and Freakazoid could see a large underground tunnel coming closer to them.

"It must be a large rabbit monster," said Freakazoid. "Well, I'm going to show him who's boss." He put on a black top hat with the word 'BOSS!' on it.

The ground got shakier and shakier. Up above Freakazoid was standing under the Deep Fry Fats sign. It fell off and hit him on his head.

"I think, Zack, I'm a little out of practice," groaned Freakazoid. "Give me a few minutes to get myself sorted out." Then he went out.

"Take all the time you need," muttered Zack sarcastically.

Zack didn't know what to do. He didn't what was underneath, he had no weapons at all and now he had no friend or colleague to help him. He looked at the tunnel coming closer to him and closer and closer and then –