A/N:

Okay, folks, here it is, this is where the big reveal happens and for the love of god DO NOT GIVE IT AWAY OR GIVE BIG SPOILERS IN REVIEWS! Thank you and read on XD

*Yakko's POV*

"If we get to the side gates without the heat catching on," Rita explained, "Then we'll be able to sneak around to the toon part of the lot."

Runt nodded excitably, "And the others will be waiting for us, right? Yup, that's right, I know that's right, yup definitely, definitely right!"

"But if it's left…?" I asked slyly.

"Or up?" Dot tapped her chin in thought, "Maybe down?"

"Inside out perhaps?" Wakko added.

"Uh…" Runt slacked his jaw in thought.

"Sure, cuz that's gonna do him the world of good…" Rita groaned and patted the dog's head who looked like he was going to pass out from confusion.

"Who's in charge of this little rebellion?" Talia asked with a little admirable sarcasm, "There must be someone making all the plans here."

"Slappy." Rita replied bluntly.

I should've known that cranky critter would have a part in this! If things really had gone down the tubes as much as Rita said, then Slappy would be the first one complaining. I noticed that kiddo was tilting her head questioningly, looking as lost as Schwarzenegger in a comedy… But nowhere near as hulk-ish.

"You'll like her." Wakko said, beaming with his tongue hanging over his bottom lip.

"Yeah you both have the same charming way of greeting people." I agreed, moving my arms in a baseball swing motion.

"You're never going to let that one go, are you?" she muttered under her breath as the group started moving.

Like she would forget anyway! Well what else was there for us to do other than follow the feline? I gotta say, if I'd known things had turned this serious around here, I would have run faster. Nah, I'm kidding, we would have come back. Okay, I'll admit it! I felt a little guilty! But what's done is done. You gotta put the past behind ya! When the world turns its back on you, you turn your back on the… Somebody stop me, I'm quoting Disney! That's it! It's stress! You heard it here first, folks, Yakko Warner is stressed! I felt for Talia, I really did, I couldn't imagine my sibs being taken away. We were the three amigo's, the three musketeers, The Warner's! I'd say the three blind mice but; uuuuuuhhhhh-that didn't end so well… I guessed it was the same for kiddo here with her sibs. Tough break… Wait, I did say 'kiddo here', did I? And yet, looking around, there seemed to be a lack of the kiddo around here. Oh there she was, still standing by the main entrance.

"Okay, who glued her feet to the floor?" I asked, glancing at my sibs.

They both shrugged innocently, Dot placed her hands on her hips, "Not me!"

"I ate my glue." Wakko insisted and then prodded his belly curiously, "I think it's stuck."

I groaned, "I'll let that cliché go considering the situation but I expect better next time."

"Okay." He nodded.

Rita glared over her shoulder, "Nothing ever got accomplished by standing still, you know!"

"Unless you were playing musical statues." I pointed out and was about to take part in such a game with the sibs when suddenly kitty got claws.

If looks could kill; well, I'd at least be in the hospital at the most. Ah Rita was nuts about me, you can tell by the way she's making her fur stand on end and hissing slightly. Smooth… But where was I? Oh yeah, kiddo was doing a Matthew Broderick impression; lights on but no one home. I tapped her to try and get her attention.

"Your dentist must love you." I pinched her jaw lightly to stop her teeth grinding together, she blinked back to Earth and shook me away, "We've got to keep moving." I urged gently. Hey I could be considerate when I needed to be; and she needed it…

"I'm not going." She said bluntly.

"Exsqueeze me?"

"I can't go with you." She looked like she was going to cry again, "You need to go and help your friends a-and I need to find my brother and sister. I-I'll catch up…"

Oh I should have been expecting this one. Dot frowned at her and tried to use the cute attack, "But we can go with you… Pwease!"

"No. I'm not risking you getting taken away too."

"The chicks talking sense." Rita shrugged, "You go ahead, we don't know you, you don't know us."

Wakko tapped his chin, "But we do know her… I know that cuz we said we'd help her."

"Tally!" Dot was still trying to use the cute stuff, "Talia-Tally! Pwease come with us! Or we'll come with you! We can help!"

"No!" she snapped, "No, that's what they want! If you come with me then they'll take you away and do god knows what and if I go with you; then something is going to happen to Flynn and Poppy, I just know it!"

I understood, I really did. It was a battle of the morals inside that head! Where was the Wheel of Morality when you needed it? Rolling about town probably, besides those things never made any sense. Hmm, this kiddo was beating herself up; without a ring too. Okay puns aside for a few seconds, she wanted to help us but her siblings came first. Meh I could get that; I do get that. But from experience, we couldn't stay hanging around here for too long; dangling on the other hand… Back to the point, Yakko, it's the bro-sibling's job to use random trail of thought. We could do both; save Little Red and Slugger and get to the gang. We were experts at multitasking, have you ever seen me with not one, but two paddleballs? Not to brag but it's quite the show.

"Listen, kiddo -"

"Stop calling me that!" she cried, "I'm not a kid; I'm technically older than you!"

"Well if you want to get technical, we were made in the 30's, so you do the math," I challenged with a smile, well I gotta lighten the mood somehow.

"But you're technically stuck at 15 at the most," she flushed and seemed to remember her point, "I don't really care right now! I just care about getting Flynn and Poppy back, that's why I'm here and if you leave now then that's one less thing to worry about. So you'd be doing me a favour."

I arched my brow at her, "I think we both know you don't get rid of us that easy."

"Then pretend it's ten years ago, you should find it much easier."

Oooh, burn… "Hey, hey, take it easy kiddo, remember what I said, you can trust me! Yakko spelled backwards is -"

"I don't care! Just go, don't you get it? I want you to go! Just leave me alone, okay? If it wasn't for you then none of this would have happened! Now I'm going alone to get my siblings and you're going with them!" she pointed at Rita and Runt, "Got it?"

"Got what?" I wasn't trying to annoy her, I was trying to calm her down with a laugh. Anyone want to yell Backfire?

"You're not funny, and you don't have to pretend you care! You never cared about anyone other than yourself! Just like when you left me to think I was insane; and now apparently the way you left your friends first chance you got! So why not do me a favour and let me take care of my siblings while you take care of yours?" she cried, glaring at me, "Just go."

I swallowed vaguely aware of everyone staring in wait to see what was going to happen next. I shrugged, pretending that her words had no affect, "Okay ki- I mean, Talia. Have it your way. Lead the way Rita." I turned away and held up a hand to silence any arguing, "Come on, Sibs..."

*Talia's POV*

I'd never been inside this building, it was never on the tour. Well why would it be? This was the main cabin so to speak. This was where the CEO was situated, and hopefully so were my siblings. All I had to do was show my pass and that was it, two bulky members of security were leading me down a corridor towards, with any luck, the end of this nightmare. However, once again, my eyes were red and puffy from tears and my throat was sore from suppressing sobs.

Everything I'd said to the toons… I didn't mean it. It had nearly killed me telling them that I didn't care and they were just looking out for themselves and mentioning the time we met. All I wanted was for them to be safe; and coming on the inside with me wasn't going to make that happen. I'd felt so trapped. There were choices I had to make: They come with me and get traded for my siblings; I go with them and my siblings somehow become abandoned; or push the toons away and try to save them both. I know I was trying too hard to be noble, but try and put yourself in my position. There wasn't much else I could think of at the time. There was too much happening too quickly and it just seemed like the best solution. I felt disgusted in myself. They probably hated me right now. Did, I blame them, no, I hated myself. The look of their faces was just torture. But as soon as I got my siblings back; after all this CEO had no need to keep them if I didn't have what he wanted; I'd find them and make it up to them. Easier said than done… I'd done the right thing, I kept telling myself, the Warner's were safe with their friends and I'd done the right thing.

The security stopped me in the doorway of what looked like a waiting room. They didn't speak; they only nodded towards one of the seats. I took the hint and watched them leave as I tried to make myself comfortable in the stiff leather seats. However, I wasn't alone for long. The door opened and two figures walked in somewhat sheepishly. No, not sheepishly, more like shamefully. The first was a tall, shapely woman with blond hair and the second was a balding man with thick glasses. I recognised them instantly, and they me. The man spoke first, his voice thick with a German accent and reluctance.

"Hello, Talia, its… its been a vile, ja?"

I glared at them with hatred, "Dr. S… Nurse…" I nodded curtly, never averting my gaze.

I'd never been able to say his full name, Scratchansniff, it just sounded too ridiculous and as a kid made me snigger. So I started calling him Dr. S, and he took that as me opening up and trying to be familiar with him, so he allowed it. But where it had sounded accepting and innocent as a kid, now it sounded blunt and disgusted. The Nurse however, I never heard her name so her job title seemed to work just fine. My cold tone was not surprising to them; in fact they looked like they were expecting it. Nurse just shifted and stared at the floor, looking just about ready to start spilling tears. Dr. S tugged his collar uneasily.

"So, how much do you know?" he asked nervously.

"That depends; how much do you want me to know?" I retorted scornfully, "I wouldn't want to mix up fiction with reality again." I swallowed thickly and felt my nails digging into the leather, "Let me guess, Doc, this is just in my head, right?"

"I'm so sorry, Talia, I vas out in a very difficult position!" he insisted, "Ve needed to do vat vas necessary; you understand the need to keep zis covered up, ja?"

I scoffed, "And mind-games and medication was the only way to go, right?"

Nurse finally found her voice, "The medication wasn't real, it was only sugar pills, a placebo. We would never actually do anything to hurt -"

"I don't want to hear it. Where are my brother and sister?"

She looked back down at the floor, "The… The CEO will see you now."

"That's not what I asked."

"Please, Talia, your brozor and sister are safe, you vill see them soon."

"I'd better, for your sake."

I got to my feet and stormed past them towards the door that they were indicating to. How dare they try and justify themselves? I didn't care how genuine their looks of regret and sympathy were, from experience they were clearly great actors. This meant nothing to me. The large mahogany doors opened up to a large office where one wall was taken up by one big pane of glass, segmented so that sections could be opened. The room was pretty bare apart from a large desk on the far side with the Warner Brothers logo fixed to the wall behind. The high backed chair was turned so that I couldn't see the occupant. I sniffed in resentment, so this guy was looking for dramatics too? What a… what word did Rita use? Oh yeah, what a yutz! As soon as I was close enough, the chair turned…

A.N: How miffed would you be if I just ended it there XD I'm not that evil, but just to say, if you haven't watched the episode 'A Christmas Plotz' then you are going to be confused, watch it on youtube before reading on please! I say because I care!

!DO NOT GIVE IT AWAY IN REVIEWS!

First thing I noticed was the extremely large forehead he had, making his head look bulbous. It didn't help that his light brown hair had receded unfortunately in age and was now fashioned into the worst comb-over I'd ever seen; practically two strands of hair just reaching over. His eyes were tiny behind his glasses and wrinkles told me that despite him smirking smugly at me now, he was in constant agitated scowl. Was this Plotz? No, his nameplate on his desk said otherwise. It read: Ralph-Junior T Guard. Hey, I knew that name! Well, sort of, the name of the guard that took me away those years ago turned out to be called Ralph T Guard. And this was a Junior… Wow… not much of a family resemblance was there…

"I admire you're punctuality, Miss. Nolan." He placed his hands together, "So sorry for the inconvenience; but I'm a man who likes to get things done."

"Where are they?" I demanded.

R.J, I chose to nickname him, pressed a button on his intercom and nodded over my shoulder. Dr. S and Nurse came into the room, each with a hand on a child shoulder to lead them ahead. The moment they saw me, the ran and tackled me in a rib cracking embrace which I was more than happy to return, falling to my knees to hold them closer. Poppy was trembling and her cheeks felt feverish from crying. Flynn seemed more steady, but his teeth were clenched together and his hands balled into fists. I never wanted to let them go. I couldn't cry, not in front of that creep, but dry sobs of joy creaked through my throat. I whispered to them that everything was oaky, that I was there now, trying to make myself seem stronger than I felt. However, before we could even get a good hold on each other, Dr. S and Nurse started pulling them away from me. I growled and tried to lunge towards them again, but a pair of hands twisted my wrists behind my back and locked me in place. My neck craned to try and get a look at my attacker; but I wish I hadn't. I knew those shaded brown eyes and sandy blond hair anywhere.

"Mackenzie?" I gasped over the noise of my siblings struggling.

"I said that you'd regret it, Talia." He sneered, voice strained from keeping me still, "But you just had to have things your way, didn't you?"

"Does this look like my way?" I spat, "Get away from me you bastard!"

"Of course, you know my nephew; and the studio's outside contact. Who else would give me the information I needed when your psychiatrist wouldn't?" R.J waved his hand dismissively, making Dr. S look at the ground, "Business before pleasure, Miss. Nolan. I'll hand your siblings over when you hand over the toons."

My head swung back and collided with Mackenzie's cheek; he grunted in pain but didn't release me. I knew that boy was a cowardly moron but I didn't know that he was involved in this! Nephew huh? Clearly being a manipulative bully ran in the family! I wanted to lash out and hurt them both. But his grip was like a boa-constrictor, cutting off the circulation in my hands. So he sold me out; and Dr. S was still protecting me? Why? No, he was a liar, and he was currently restraining my brother with great difficulty, he was nothing. Just like the rest of them! I stared at R.J the CEO right in the beady eyes.

"I don't have them, and I don't know where they are." It was easier to make myself sound brave because I was telling the truth, "So, there's no point in you keeping my siblings."

R.J slammed his fist onto the table, "You do know where they are!"

"No, I don't!" I yelled, and now I was only going to half-lie and I had better earn an Oscar after this, "As soon as they found out that you were after them, they ran for it. And good riddance to them! They're not my problem anymore, they're someone else's! So you've got no reason to keep us here!"

R.J narrowed his eyes and shook his head, "It's not as simple as that, Miss. Nolan, for you see, even if what you say is true; you all still know too much"

I struggled viciously, "Your relying on cliché's is getting old! You can't keep us here for no reason!"

"Please, Sir," Dr. S muttered, "zey are just kidzes, no von vill believe zem… Surely you must know zat ze authorities vill not be on your side if zey find out about zis."

"And where have I heard this before? Oh yes, I remember, isn't that what you said to Plotz when she was here the first time? Look how well that turned out Doctor, I will not be making the same mistakes as that oaf!"

"Sir, this isn't right!" Nurse cried, trying to calm Poppy down but failing miserably.

"Nothing in this studio is right!" R.J retorted, "But it will be fixed soon enough…"

The way he said that seemed to make my blood run cold. I didn't know what was going on in this mans inflated head but it didn't take a genius to understand that it involved a lot of people getting hurt. And why were the Doctor and Nurse trying to help us? Were they trying to clear their conscience or just brining us into a false sense of security? I didn't know or care, I still didn't trust them as far as I could throw them. And as for Mackenzie, I'd always disliked him, but right now I wished that he would loosen his grip just a tiny bit so that I could claw his damn eyes out! Did this CEO really think that he was going to get away with thee accounts of kidnap? That alone would be enough to send him down for life let alone the toon fiasco.

"Are you sure you don't want to tell me where the Warner's are? If you really don't know where they are, you must know where they're headed." He asked, his voice forced steady as a red haze came over his face.

"I don't know." I snarled.

"Shame…"

He sighed and nodded towards Dr. S and Nurse, who gave him a disdainful yet obedient look. They each managed to pick up my siblings and started to carry them kicking and screaming towards the door. Rage burned inside me and I flung my head backwards again, catching Mackenzie's nose. His grip loosened but it wasn't enough to set me free. Something warm dripped onto my shoulder and it gave me some satisfaction knowing that I'd made his nose bleed. My eyes focussed back to R.J who was looking pretty pleased with himself.

"You're not taking them away from me!" I spat, hatred boiling inside my veins.

"And who are you referring too? Your siblings, or the Warners?"

I swallowed, but set my eyes into solid determination, "Both."

"You can't have it both ways, I'm afraid." R.J sighed in false pity, "If you chose to carry on attempting to protect the toons, then I'm afraid we'll have no choice but to have your brother and sister taken into care. Separate care."

My blood turned to ice. No, they couldn't do that! I wouldn't let them do that! They needed me! I needed them! They were my family and there was no way in hell they were being taken away from me!

"But," he continued, "if you tell me what I want to know… then you can go home with your siblings, and it'll be like none of this ever happened."

"You just said we know to much, make up your mind you creep!"

"Perhaps I was being hasty, I'm sure we could come up with something…"

"And you'll make me think that I'm insane, just like last time?" I cried, trying to fight the tears that were building up.

"Well think about it, Talia, who are the authorities going to believe? Me: a CEO of a multi-million dollar company; or some unstable teenager who broke in raving about cartoon characters?"

"You sent me a personal invite! I didn't brake in!"

R.J lifted that said invite and ripped it up right before my eyes, "Are you sure about that?" he smirked at my answerless state and looked at Mackenzie, "I'm feeling generous; take Miss. Nolan and her siblings to the Waiting Room so they can have some time to think on what's more important: Some abominations, or staying together as a family."

Before I could argue, we were already being shoved out of the office. I wished that Mackenzie would stop dripping blood on my shoulder but that was the last worry on my mind right now. By the sound of it, as well as us being pushed along into the corridor again, this 'Waiting Room' was not a good thing. As we were shoved forward, I didn't struggle, but I wanted to at least hold my siblings hand and tell that it was going to be okay. But I didn't know if it was going to be okay! How could he even threaten me with taking them away from me! How dare he blackmail me! And… Oh what was the point? He had me exactly where he wanted me; confused and stuck in an internal battle. This had not gone like I thought it would. Now I wasn't so naïve to think that he would just let us go right away, but I never thought it would have come to this.

Mackenzie finally brought us to a heavy metal door and pushed us inside. Everything was practically all tiles and metal. There were glass vials and data graphs along with multiple computers that were processing so many calculations it was making my head spin. He finally let me go, shoving me forward into my siblings who stumbled. I turned and felt a glimmer of satisfaction at it blood crusted nose that was swollen badly. Good, I hope I broke it!

"They'll be coming for you in half an hour, you better sort yourself out by then."

And with that, he was gone. There was a swift click as he locked the door and walked away. Instantly I encaged my siblings in an embrace, Poppy was all tried out, but she was whimpering uncontrollably. Flynn broke away and started slamming his fists pointlessly against the door.

"Let us out! Let us out you cowards!" he cried.

"Flynn, stop it, no one can hear us here." I sighed, rocking Poppy like she was a toddler again, "Did they do anything to you? Did they hurt you?"

He stiffened, "No… But that Doctor guy tried to talk to us. It was all in your head. This is reality, and there are no cartoons in reality. Wake up." He quoted harshly, "Like that was going to work again!"

So they'd tried to brainwash them too. I was going to destroy them the minute I had the chance. Poppy quivered in my arms and looked up at me wide eyed, "It is real isn't it? They were real?"

"That's right, they're real." I hushed softly, "It's going to be okay…"

"Then where are they?" she urged.

I didn't know how to answer, so I told the truth, "I told them to go with their friends. They wanted to come but I made them go, it was safer that way."

She looked like she was going to cry all over again, "B-but… they're okay?"

"Yeah…" I nodded, not sure if my answer was honest or not, "You know them, they're always okay." That seemed to satisfy her for now, but I wasn't sure how long it was going to last.

"Is this how you felt; when they… when they tried to get in your head? Crazy?" Flynn asked through gritted teeth.

I pulled him back to join the hug, smoothing his unruly hair comfortingly, "Yeah…" I held them both closer, "But you two are much stronger than I was."

Poppy had stopped shaking and now looked simply exhausted. Clearly she hadn't slept all night and spent most of that time crying. She looked at me, half awake and nuzzled into me. I tried not to start crying again. I didn't care if it was only for a limited time while locked inside a metal room; I was so happy so have them back with me. No, no one was going to take them away from me again. Flynn flicked my hair that was hanging by my shoulder.

"You've got that goons nose-blood on you."

"Eww!" Poppy squirmed.

I swung my fist comically to try and make them laugh, "Yeah well he'll get worse if he touches me again!"

Poppy blinked and held me tightly, "I don't like it here! I want to go home!"

"Me too," I muttered, "We'll be home soon."

Flynn was about to argue but thought against it and instead just occupied himself with smoothing his little sister shoulder comfortingly. I felt so proud of him. Through all of this, he'd done a good job looking after her; he had protected her. From 'Flynn, Poppy's brother' to 'Flynn, Popp'ys older brother that you don't want to mess with'. I only wished that it could have happened under better circumstances.

"Sing the song." Poppy said suddenly, "Sing the song from when I was little!"

"You are little." Flynn pointed out.

"Little-er!" she groaned, "It makes me happy."

Well, I couldn't argue with that. She needed a little happy. The song in question was that Taylor Swift: Safe and Sound. However, half the song talks about burning fires and screaming in shadows, so when she was upset I used to just sing the chorus over and over again until she calmed down. It was tedious and often made me want to hunt Swift down and make her destroy all evidence of that song; but at the end of the day, it was pretty sweet and did the job. Plus, it seemed to fit. So, I found a chair and sat down with her on my lap, cradled like a small infant. Flynn shifted closer and sat on the floor, his back against my leg and head resting on my knees. He was tired too, but to angry to do anything. I took a breath and sung the chorus three times before it started to get to me, but that seemed to be enough. As I started the third chant, she was practically asleep.

"Just close your eyes, the sun is going down; you'll be alright, no one can hurt you now…" I kissed her forehead lightly and tousled Flynn's hair so that he didn't feel left out, "Come morning light, you and I'll be safe, and, sound…"

My words bounced off the tilted walls before the room fell deathly silent again. I had twenty minutes left before they came back for us and I still didn't know what I was going to do. Everything was happening so fast and barely anything was making sense. At this point, I was willing to take anything that would be considered a sign of help. I wanted Flynn and Poppy safe; I wanted to find the Warner's and tell them that I was sorry and that I only said those things to get them safe! Sure it was selfish but I wanted to be safe too! Everything was getting to me. I just wanted a sign…

"Awe that was real pretty! Did you think it was pretty, Brain? Narf!"

"The only real thing here, Pinky, is the headache you're giving me…"

Poppy snapped awake at the new voices in the room. What was scarier was that they sounded close, but there was no one in sight. We scanned the room but couldn't the source. Poppy clung to me in fear while Flynn jumped to his feet, and raised his fists in preparation for whatever he thought was coming.

"Talia, you hear the voices too, right?" Flynn whispered.

Oh god the kid was scarred for life, "Yeah, Flynn, I hear them too…"

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Okay, who's been waiting for those two to pop up? Hehe, Narf! So what did you think of this chapter? Be brutal and honest and I'll accept it all. Thanks again for all the reviews and I hope to hear more from you awesome people XD I know that Yakko seemed a little OOC but there is reason for that, and you shall find out in the chapter after next. Untill next time XD