A/N:

Helloooo Readers! Thanks again for the awesome reviews! But his little message is about Mackenzie. There's been a lot of mixed thoughts about him, some love him showing up and being a love-interest, others think that Talia is better off without him. And you know what, I agree with both of those opinions!

I know his eagerness makes Talia seem a little 'mary-sueish' but I promise you that I have some plans for this boy that will reveal why he's so interested. Things aren't always what they seem you know XD

So, this is just to say, don't be too put off or engrossed by his presence, I've got a few twists and turns involving him that I think you'll like. So read on and thanks again!

The minute I opened the front door and saw the Warner's standing in wait, I'd dropped to my knees and gathered them in a thankful hug. I was aware of their confusion as well as the confusion from my siblings; but after the phone call I was pretty unnerved and was so glad to see that they were okay. The three were safe and whoever was on the other end of that call didn't know where I lived so that meant that they didn't know where the toons were either. It was good to be home and know they were okay.

"Geez, did you miss us that much?" Dot asked humorously.

"I'm not complaining…" Yakko said slyly while starting to snake his hand up my arm.

I pulled away and tried to compose myself, "Sorry, I just, uh… I'm glad you kept the house in one piece…" I cleared my throat and changed the subject as not to spark any questioning, "So, uh, what did you guys do today?"

"Meh not much, played a few rounds of golf with Angelina Jolie and then paid our special friend, Tiger Woods a visit." Yakko paused in thought, "Then again, keep the activities, reverse the names."

"We did?" Wakko asked, clearly confused, before getting a jab in the ribs from his sister, making him nod, "Yeah, we did!"

I looked at them suspiciously and my gaze turned to Flynn and Poppy as they were turning red from hiding laughter. Okay, what had been going on? Although for some reason, despite being left out of the joke, I still found myself sniggering along with them. I was just glad they were all okay. However, my heart was soon jumping in my mouth again at the sound of someone knocking at the door. Oh my god… It was him, I knew it! He'd found me and he was coming for them.

"Flynn, take Poppy upstairs and stay there." I ordered, struggling to keep my voice steady, "Warner's, go with them and keep hidden."

"What's going on?" Flynn asked nervously, "Who is it?"

Yakko flashed me a look of pure terror that actually made me was to run and hide instead of him, "Oh no…" he gulped, "It's him isn't it? The roots of all that's unnatural in the world, the ones that any sane person should fear! Say it isn't so!"

"Who is it, Yakko?" I swallowed, starting to shake.

"Stallone!" Wakko cried.

"Minnelli!" Dot shuddered.

"Or worse!" Yakko paled.

"Beiber!" they chorused, followed by a high-pitched, horror movie scream.

"Say it isn't so!" Dot cried, cowering behind Flynn.

Wakko leapt into my arms and buried into my neck, "Save us all!"

Flynn snorted with laughter and patted Dot on the shoulder approvingly, "Yeah, I could learn to get used to you guys."

I deflated at the anti-climax of their little sketch. Yakko grinned at me while doing that signature eyebrow move and I couldn't help but give in and chuckle because that was pretty funny. I wasn't denying that they had a point about the pint-sized pop-flop but there could be some real danger out there! I soon snapped back to my cautious state as the rapping at the door continued.

"Please, just this once, stay upstairs until I get rid of whoever it is?" I asked, replacing Wakko on the ground.

Flynn rolled his eyes and led Poppy upstairs. The toons however lingered and didn't look like they were going to budge. Dot folded her arms questioningly and tapped her foot, waiting for an explanation. I really didn't want to worry them, but I'd learnt how persistent they were and were not going to let this go so easily. I glanced at Wakko and had an idea.

"You can pick what we have for dinner tonight." I sang.

His eyes brightened, "Faboo!"

He hooked his arms in his siblings and dragged them off into the kitchen and out of sight. Part of me knew that I was going to regret giving them that privilege, but right now I was just glad they were out of sight. Anxiously, I opened the front door only slightly to get a view of who was there. My shoulders slumped and I felt irritation boil inside the pit of my stomach. I pulled the door open and pointed warningly at the intruder.

"If you keep stalking me, I will call the police." I snapped, "What does your mother want this time, Mackenzie?"

The bemused looking guy blinked in surprise, "Actually, she doesn't know I'm here…"

I pretended to look impressed, "Oh, you rebel…"

"You really don't like me, do you?" he muttered, "Look, I'm here because our brothers got into another fight and this time your sister was involved. Something to do with her pet?"

Okay, that one took me by surprise. Why was little Poppy getting involved in fights with two older boys? That didn't make sense and it definitely wasn't like her at all. She hated any form of violence. And we don't have a pet! It's hard enough keeping bills paid and food on the table let along bringing a pet into it too.

"So I was thinking, why don't we meet up at some point so we can talk things over?" he offered, "Not a dinner or a drink, just somewhere where we can discuss this like adults."

I arched my brow, "And your parents aren't the ones here because…?"

He huffed, "Because Scott hasn't told them anything. That fight at the sleepover is the only thing they've seen between them and, well, Scott wants to keep it that way. So it looks like I'm the lucky sucker who's got to sort it out."

Okay, well that one took me by surprise. "Well if I were Scott, I wouldn't want my parents to know I was a bully either."

"Come on, Talia, you of all people should know what it's like trying to fix things for your siblings. Give me a break, let's fix this for both of them, okay?"

Was he seriously trying to use emotional blackmail on me? That cheeky, arrogant little twat! He knew nothing about what we'd been through and now he thought that he could relate to me? Once again I find myself asking who the hell this guy thought he was! This was unbelievable. And yet… He did have a very annoyingly adequate point. I refused to say it was a good point. I had to get this boy to leave Flynn alone, and if Mackenzie was willing to help with that then… Oh god why does pride have to be such a bitter pill?

"I'm listening."

He ran his hands through his hair and I couldn't help but scoff. Alright pretty-boy don't act so smug, just get on with it.

"I'm meeting up with a few old friends from school tomorrow night around nine." He announced. Like I really cared about his social life! "Shall I meet you at the old coffee house at seven, then we can have a talk, come to an arrangement and then -"

"You go back to you're social life." I agreed with no hiding of my sarcasm, "Fine."

He smiled, "Yeah, fine… Great, so uh, I'll pick you -"

"I'll meet you there," I cut him off harshly, "We're doing this for our brothers remember?"

He deflated, "Right, sounds like a plan. So, uh, until tomorrow at seven then!"

"Can't wait!" I said with my fakest of smiled and height of over-the-top enthusiasm.

Mackenzie looked taken back by my hostility, but I didn't care, that's what I was going for anyway. I closed the door. Flynn owed me one big time! But at least this would be one thing off my mind once I'd finished talking to Mackenzie. After all, we had to come to some sort of arrangement. Now I knew that there was no way we could guarantee that Scott would leave Flynn alone, but at least I'd feel like I was doing something for him! Even if it did mean meeting up with that stuck up little -

"He's cute… not as cute as me, but he'll do." Dot smiled, somehow draped over my shoulder.

"What?" I asked, swallowing at all three Warner's knowing stares.

Yakko, raising his eyebrows suggestively, blew out a candle he had in his hands, "An old flame?"

"Hardly! I used to know him from school" I corrected, not getting into detail about how he was one of the kids who made my life hell.

"Then how come you didn't invite him in?" Wakko asked.

I sighed, "Seriously?"

"Hey we love making new friends, right Sibs?" Yakko smiled wryly.

I rolled my eyes, walking past them to get to the kitchen, refusing to get into this conversation. Mackenzie was arrogant and clueless, and he thought he could just randomly show up and act like he was my best friend? In honesty I didn't buy it for a second and didn't trust him at all; especially not after the way he treated me before and the way his brother was treating Flynn. So much I wanted to march back up to him and show him that I had been telling the truth all along and that I wasn't insane; but I didn't need to prove it to him, it was nothing to do with him. Plus, how do you explain them to people? We'd been lucky so far, I couldn't push my luck. Speaking of pushing luck, I could still feel them staring at me, making the hairs at the back of my neck stand on end. I huffed and turned to face them, arching my brow and waiting for an explanation.

"So are you going to meet up with him?" Dot asked, batting her eyes dreamily.

"I have to." I groaned, "If I want him off my back that is."

"Goodnight everybody!" Yakko smirked, holding up a finger.

I didn't want to bring Flynn into my explanation, so I lied, "I guess he just wants to get in touch more."

"Goodnight everybody…" he muttered with a wink and snapping up a second finger to join the first.

I flushed, "I meant, see more of each other."

"And… GOODNIGHT EVERYBODY!" he cried while jumping on the table in triumph, holding up three fingers.

"Strike three! She's outta there!" Wakko grinned.

"Look, I'm doing it for Flynn, okay?"

It came out a little harsher than intended. The three looked at each awkwardly. Dot gave her eldest brother a sceptical look, raising her eyebrow and folding her arms. He swallowed and held out his palms defensively.

"I'm not touching that one…"

I groaned and turned away from them to continue preparing the meal that they had chosen; beef burgers and fries. Wait… we didn't even have burgers and fries… You know what? Never mind, if they could create food out of nothing, then that just made them more welcome to stay. I still couldn't believe I'd agreed to meet up with that creep though, even if it was to help Flynn I was still ticked off by the way emotional blackmail was used. He had no right to use that against me and tomorrow I would bloody well tell him so. Let's see, if I got everybody fed by half-six, then I'd have plenty of time to drive to the coffee house. Then, all of a sudden, it hit me. I didn't have anyone to look after Flynn and Poppy while I was out! And I couldn't take them with me, it would be boring for Poppy and just humiliating for Flynn and leaving them home alone was out of the question. I would go and ask Mrs. Fisher next door, but that would mean tempting fate with the Warners'. I couldn't let her see them it would probably give the old woman a heart attack! Speaking of which…

"What you thinking about, kiddo?" Yakko asked, making my jump as he suddenly appeared inside one of the cupboards I was opening.

I thumped my chest to re-start my heart, "I'm thinking I'm going to have to apply for life insurance if you guys keep jumping out at me like that."

Wakko tapped his chin in thought, "Why does everyone end up saying that to us at some point?"

Dot shrugged and pointed to a sheet of paper in her hand which was covered in stamps, "No idea, but three more and I get a discount at Hot Topic."

"Oh I like it there!" Wait, what was I saying? I shook myself, "I've got no one to babysit Flynn and Poppy tomorrow, I'd ask my neighbour but she's very… traditional." I said delicately, glancing at the three, "I'll just call Mackenzie and we can sort this out over the phone."

Come to think of it why didn't he just talk to me then and there? It would have been so much easier. Yakko draped an arm over my shoulders and flashed one of his winning smirks that I presumed he intended to be comforting, but it wasn't working,

"Relax kiddo, we'll take care of the little scamps why you go off on your date." He finished with a suggestive tone and arch of an eyebrow.

"Are they looking after me?" Poppy asked, appearing out of nowhere in the doorway, a hopeful glint in her eyes.

"I'm okay with that, I guess." Flynn shrugged from behind her.

I gave Yakko an icy glare, to which resulted in an actual layer of frost creeping up his arm. Dramatic much? I tried to step out of his grasp but it seemed that the ice had frozen him in place, forcing him to drag behind me with every move I made. Wakko hopped over with a chisel and tried to pry him loose why Dot blasted us with a hairdryer. My siblings sniggered at the sight, making me roll my eyes in exasperation.

Over the noise I tried to make myself heard, "It's not a date! It's two adults meeting up to sort out a bullying problem. Plus, he's a real…" I stopped myself before I could swear and finally unhooked myself from Yakko's icy touch.

"How come you hate him so much?" Wakko asked curiously.

"Yeah, he seems pretty dumb, but in a puppy kind of way. Like Wakko." Dot nodded towards her brother who was now sitting down on the floor like a dog, tail wagging and tongue lolling out, Poppy giggled and patted his head as if he was a pet.

I shook my head and shrugged, "Well, you wouldn't be too fond of someone either if they were a bully in school and then it turns out their brother was your brothers bully."

They absorbed this new information carefully. Flynn hung his head, making me feel a little guilty. I shouldn't have said it that bluntly. Then, in perfect synch with one another, the toons wrung their hands with a look of mischief.

"Okay, now what are you thinking about?" I challenged.

"Nothing." They mused.

"Tell you what kiddo, you go and 'fix the problem' for your sibs," Yakko offered, using his fingers for air quotes, "and I'll handle things here. If I can keep my sibs in check then your will be a walk in the park!"

I hated people offering me help. If he'd asked me a few months back, then it wouldn't have bothered me, but after the constant disapproving looks and patronising offers from other parents, it just got under my skin.

"They're my siblings to look after, not yours." He looked offended so I back tracked a little, "But thanks all the same."

*Yakko's POV*

If kiddo gave me anymore looks like that I'd be doing a cameo in the next Ice-Age movie. Was it something I said? It was true wasn't it, I kept the sibs out of trouble hundreds of times! Well, strictly speaking… sometimes I'd even keep them in trouble just so they wouldn't be bored. And if that's not dedication then I don't want to know what is! But she needed to relax! Half to time it was like she was two different people: the grown-up too fast adult and the quick-talking child at heart. Boy, talk about your seven-ten split! Meh, who was I to judge? Kiddo's got more on her mind than old T.P during Wakko's annual anvil test-run!

"I've got an idea…" Flynn muttered, getting our attention, "What if we go over Mrs. Fisher's while the Warner's stay here? We'll have someone looking after us and no one gets found out…"

Terrible idea! That would be boring on both counts, was the kid on a screwball or something? Me and the sibs started complaining, our words mixing together like Dot's fists into someone's face when some dunce calls her 'Dottie'. One mutter of that and it's a literal Goodnight everybody! Oh great, Talia seemed to soften at this, really thinking it through. How lucky can we get? Note the sarcasm… Sister-sib pulled out a pocket-watch and counted down from five, four, three, two, one…

"Fine!" Talia sighed, "But no clowning around, okay?"

Yikes, that was a bold phrase to use! Wakko's eyes widened in fear and he ducked behind Poppy. I rolled my eyes and threw out an arm like I was presenting the sight to an audience.

"My fearless brother everybody!" I announced, earning a scowl from him before I turned to Talia, "And the clowns were so looking forward to coming around! Do you know how in demand they are this time of year?"

Another scowl! I should start charging for these, they'd be easy cash! Kiddo ran her hands through her hair and chucked the eats in the oven before giving us all a thoughtful look. Innocent halo time!

"Alright!" Kiddo cried, oh and with a hint of a smile too! "Flynn, great idea, can you give Mrs. Fisher a call? I'm just going in the shower before we eat."

"Helloooo Nurse!" I let slip as she walked past and vanished up the stairs.

Something smacks onto my head, forcing stars to shimmer in my eyes. I shake them away and glare at Dot who's turning a mallet over in her hands. I looked at her questioningly, still a little dizzy and she just huffed.

"Get a hold of yourself, Mr. United-States-Canada-Mexico-Panama!"

"You just can't let one go, can you Pin-cess?" I retorted with a sly look.

Wakko scoffed and started chuckling, "Pin-cess, ah that was a funny one!"

Yeah that was a funny episode, back in the day…Wakko received a smack in the head of his own, making his hat get stuck over his face, leaving him struggling. Little Red started to try and help, but failing. Cute kid, kiddo's sister-sib was, don't let Dot hear me calling her that! Mallets to the head didn't hurt toons as much as it would humans, but that dizzy spell was something worth going without. Much like Stallone in Robocop!

"Do they mean Princess?" Little Red asked, grunting in effort trying to remove my sibs hat.

Here we go! Dot practically swelled with self-pride, "My full name is Princess Angelina Contessa Louisa Francesca Banana Bo Besca the Third. But everyone calls me Dot."

She widened her eyes, "That's pretty."

My attention turned to Slugger who was still to be questioned; "What's with the idea, Slugger? After today I'd figured your idea of fun would be a little more… fun."

He rolled his eyes, must be a habit in this family, "Hear me out! All that old woman does is sleep, deeply! We'll give you a signal to come over when it's all clear. Or…"

Oh the old 'drag a word out for longer than needed and pause' trick. Impressive. Now we were all listening. He arched his brow and, if those censors weren't still lingering over us, I could have sworn more freckles popped up at his cunning expression. He continued:

"While we're next door; you guys could follow Talia and, you know, show that creep what happens when he messes with my family." He narrowed his eyes, "You helped me get rid of my bully, couldn't you do the same for hers?"

This kid was slowly climbing a little higher in my liking. But we never got involved unless we personally were provoked; it was like an unwritten rule. That's why we'd twisted the rules today, Dot had deliberately stepped into a spot where she would be provoked, so that was okay. Suddenly a light bulb sparked over my head, which Wakko, now free from his hat, swiped from the air and swallowed. That's out garbage disposal! That's it! Instead of waiting for the provoking, create it! I wriggled my eyebrows at my siblings, catching their interest.

"Sibs, I think we've found our special friend for tomorrow evening!"

A/N:

Run man, run! XD

So that was my first attempt at writing from a Warner's POV, how did I do, be honest because I really want to do them justice! Also, in the next chapter, we not only get to see the Warner siblings in action once again, but there's also the return of the 'phone-call', and also things turn out to be not entirely what they seem… Yes this is me trying to be suspenseful and spooky… Faboo… XD Until next time readers!