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Apparently not many people could find that video I recommended so here's the link:

watch?v=-02Jy3cKoO0

Now there are a lot of twists and answers in this, so as much as I want to hear you're reviews, please give them without spoilers for any possible future readers. Thank you and enjoy. Oh, and please watch the video, it's not mine, it belongs to someone called 'DannyPhantomSG1'.

What happened? I'm serious, what the hell happened? My eyes felt dry and itchy behind my lids and my head felt heavy. What happened to me? I remember being in Slappy's house and something tapping at the window. Mackenzie? Yeah, Mackenzie came back and… Oh please tell me I didn't fall for the 'look behind you' gag? Yeah, yeah I did… And after living with toons for how long and I fell for it? Stupid! I shouldn't have gone out there. I felt like such an idiot. He'd better run, because I am going to kill him.

Everything felt so heavy, I just wanted to go back to sleep. No, if I did that who knows there I'd wake up next, or even if I'd wake up at all. My eyes blinked open and I was instantly met with a dark dusty room. It looked like an office, or a library. No it was an office. It was small with a bulky mahogany desk directly in front of me. The right wall was filled with occupied bookshelves while the left was based of metal filing cabinets. There wasn't really much else to say about the room, that was it. Well that and there was a faint smell of chloroform, but I think that was left from there Mackenzie drugged me. Oh if he's hurt my siblings or any of the toons there was going to be no mercy.

I jumped to my feet, swaying from dizziness and tried to open the door and window, but both were locked. Of course. Mackenzie may be an idiot, but the CEO wasn't. I tried to pick up the chair so that I could smash open the window, but the legs of the chairs had been screwed into the floor, mocking me. Plus, I must have been on the fourth or fifth floor, even if the window did open, I wouldn't be able to make it to the ground alive. I raked my hands through my hair in desperation, fighting the urge to scream in anger. I sank back into my chair and tried to calm down, panic taking over me. Then, my eyes traced over some files that were placed on the desk. Mackenzie's name jumped out at me and rage flushed over me. I picked it up and started scanning through it. Who cares if I got caught, really what could they do to me now?

Wait, this was wrong. Inside the file were sets of statistics and medical records. Reports that explained results from exams and tests from inside the studio. Mackenzie had taken part in multiple research experiments and even some cases of surgery and yet' no mention of why, reasoning or even a blood type. Instead it referred to 'dye samples' and… ink? He was constantly being referred to as 'the subject' or 'it'. These dated back to over a year ago… I jumped to the next file which held information on the toons. It held similar information but was written in even more detail. Internal inspection… Severing and opening of the chest cavity… Injection of human blood… I felt bile rise to my throat at the words. This was vile!

"How you removed your restraints is a mystery;" a voice behind me made me jump and slam the files back down, "But then again, there's a lot of mysteries around here, wouldn't you say?"

R.J smirked at me from the corner of the room, his fingers scuttling over the papers inside a filing cabinet. I was taken aback by that statement, I had never been restrained. My wrists suddenly ached and I was shocked to find that there was red wrings around them, little cuts here like bite marks and there was a frayed rope at my feet. Well that was weird, to put an understatement on the situation. I didn't say anything, I refused to until he said something worth replying to. He sat before me and looked amused at the files.

"Welcome back to the studio, Miss. Nolan. I was thinking we could have a little talk." He offered, yeah because that worked so well before. He pressed hands together, "I have business to settle, and you will agree, or else."

"Or else what?" I snapped, "You'll drug me again? I'm here alone, you've got nothing over me."

"True, but that can be fixed; as soon as my disobedient nephew chooses to talk. Unless you wish to talk for him."

"Why would I…" I paused in thought. Wait, has Mackenzie not told him where the others are? Then why did he… "What kind of hold do you have over him? He does whatever you say, then helps me, then drugs me; now he's defying you. I don't understand."

"It's very difficult to understand his kind; being one of a kind that it."

"What do you mean?"

He nodded at the file I'd been examining, "I think you can figure it out if you put your mind to it."

Mackenzie had been put through similar experiments to the toons. He'd been put through tests. The fear of the Waiting Room. Ink and dye samples… No, this was impossible!

"Is…" I swallowed, "Is Mackenzie a toon?"

He chuckled, "Not necessarily. How much do you know about my nephew, Miss. Nolan?"

"Uh, I-uh…" What kind of question was this? "He came here a year ago and found out about the toons and… and you let him work for you. That's all I know."

"Once again; not necessarily. You see, as he was there begging for my forgiveness, I thought I'd make the most of a bad situation. The studio still has that machine, I'm sure you've heard of it; the machine that started this mess in the first place. The one that brought the abominations into this world." He leered at me, "I'd always wanted to know what would happen if you put a human inside it."

He was insane! "You put Mackenzie into that machine?" I gasped, "You could have killed him!"

He waved his hand dismissively, "Anyway; his results were very interesting. He was never quite the same. So we continued research, occasionally putting him back into the machine just to see what made him tick. Sometimes we had to alter his appearance completely, but it was all worth it for the greater good."

I felt sick, "What is wrong with you?"

"Once his results started getting more elaborate, we had to up the research on the toons; compare and contrast and all that." He ignored me, a distant smile on his face, "It was fun looking at the results… who knew that mixing human and toon DNA would be so successful?"

"Mackenzie's half-toon?" I cried.

"Now we're getting there!" He clapped his hands mockingly, "But it would be best to keep that between us; he wouldn't remember after all. You wonder why he fears the Waiting Room, Miss. Nolan? You see, although he doesn't remember ever going inside it, he is quite a regular visitor; we've got to keep company secrets after all; so it's merely his subconscious making him fear it so. This explains his battle of his morals. He knows to follow my orders, but his instincts are taking over. It's something we have in common, Miss. Nolan, neither of us know when to trust the boy."

It made me heave thinking that I could have anything in common with this monster. The information was burning like acid in my mind. How could he do this to his own nephew? How could he hurt his own family? That machine; how can a machine bring toons to life let alone partially turn a human into a toon? It was impossible! But then again so was everything else around here. Impossible was just a matter of life now. Is that why Mackenzie was so confused, he didn't know what was real anymore. His mind wasn't his own, it was unravelled from the experiments and memory erasing… It was cruel and vile and… Sick!

"But… But I've seen him bruise, bleed!" I insisted.

"He bleeds red ink. I couldn't be allowing anyone discovering his condition so I improvised. As for bruising… he heals very quickly, wouldn't you say? And if I were to show you photos, you would also find he looks exactly the same…"

That was true. I'd smacked him in the nose and bruised his neck with my foot, both times the wounds had been gone in a matter of hours, "Why? What could you possibly want to gain by doing all of this?"

R.J stood up and started to circle me tauntingly, "Imagine it, Talia. Imagine not having to age, or worry about pain or fear or anybody! That is why I need the toons in my control; that is why I need Mackenzie to become obedient and listen to orders, so that he can be counted as a success! If he's a success… then there's no stopping me from becoming immortal, unstoppable. I could get everything."

"So you want to become a toon?" I asked, my head swimming.

He scoffed, "Don't be disgusting! Those creatures are abominations that shouldn't have been created in the first place!"

"They're more human than you give them credit for!"

"Like that matters. All that matters is that they have qualities that would be far better suited to the superior race; to humans. Once we've gained that, we just get rid of them permanently."

"That's why you're experimenting on them…" I clarified out loud.

He wanted toons immortality. He wanted to live forever and be immune to any harm and yet wanted all toons extinct. And Mackenzie was his test subject. As soon as he found a way to gain their abilities, he'd exterminate everyone. I wanted to throw up, I wanted to smack him right in his smug little face. But it was like all energy had drained from me.

"You… You can't kill a toon." I said, my voice shaking as I hoped I was teling the truth, because really it was just a guess, "You want their immortality, so you must know that."

That laugh was starting to get to me, "There are actually two ways. One: cut them deep enough to drain their ink before they can heal; and two: send them back through the machine and back onto the paper they came from… then burn it." He shrugged, "But look at us, chit-chatting away when there's business to be done."

I looked it more like him boasting, but I couldn't speak. This man was insane! How could anyone be so heartless? It didn't make sense to me. He experimented on innocent creatures, turned his own nephew into a hybrid… and then took away their memories like they were forgotten paragraphs in a book. It was sickening. And the way he described toon deaths… so passive and uncaring! I didn't even want to know how he figured out those methods. He adjusted his glasses and sneered.

"I can't tell you how difficult it was to get Dr. Scratchansniff, Nurse and Plotz involved in this. Well, Plotz was easy to take care of after a visit to the Waiting Room; you know he doesn't even remember being the CEO? The fool… I would have sent the others but, I need the knowledge they already have so it wouldn't get me anywhere erasing it."

I'd heard enough, "Well why do you need me here? What can you possibly gain from kidnapping me? I'm not a toon and you've already made sure that no one would believe me so why keep me here?"

At this, he sank back into his seat, elbows rested on the desk and fingers pressed together, "I need you here, Miss. Nolan, because Mackenzie is reaching his limits. So I need a new; subject."

I jumped up, "You stay the hell away from me!"

"It's either you or your siblings, Miss. Nolan. And from what I've seen you have a higher tolerance."

"You don't even know where they are!" I cried, hoping that I was right.

"True, but from Mackenzie's track record, how long do you think it'll be before he tells me? Like I said, he's reaching his limits."

Shit. He had me there. If Mackenzie was having his mind altered every time he stepped inside the studio and was being put through experiments that he couldn't even remember, then who knows what he was capable of telling them. For all I know he could be leading the way towards them right now. I wanted to tell R.J that I'd agree to anything as long as he left my family and the toons alone… but I wasn't that naïve and by agreeing, it was sealing their fate anyway. But disagreeing wouldn't do anything. I was trapped. I was… terrified. I didn't want to be tested on, I didn't want to be there. All I wanted to do was run and hide. But that was out of the question.

"In case you haven't noticed, Miss. Nolan, it wasn't an offer or a question. It was a formality." He pressed a button on the desk and almost instantly two guards came bursting into the room and grabbed me by the arms.

I screamed and clawed and kicked but they held firm and dragged me out of the room. R.J followed behind and lightly picked up my jacket that had crumpled to the floor in the struggle. He popped it into a trash chute and continued to follow me down the corridor. Panic made it hard to breath, the blood in my veins boiled and made my head pound. No matter how much I struggled, the more my energy drained. Anger surged like electric through me as I was pulled into a dark room that looked totally made from metal. On one side of the room was a machine that looked rusted and coated in dust, like it had been there a while. However, the controls and insides were clean from use. On the other, a newer and sparking machine was humming from activation. As much as I struggled, there was no chance of my escape. Something was placed on my head and a strap cut into my neck. R.J pinched my chin to keep me still.

"Welcome to the Waiting Room, Miss. Nolan." He announced, but then shook his head as if scolding himself, "Not that you'll actually remember being here."

"Fuck off you insane bastard!" I snarled.

He released me and shrugged, watching in smug victory as his assistant started tuning up the dials, "Hmm, you won't actually remember that rudeness either. Not to worry… I will."

And like that, they flicked the switch… I think it hurt but… No, there was nothing to hurt me. Was there? What was I talking about again? Was I talking? Where am I? Oh, there's a man with glasses now, he looks like he knows what's going on. Yeah he's talking to me. He's explaining things to me. He knows why I'm here. He knows where we are. Oh, he knows… I don't.

A/N: Please don't give spoilers away in reviews! Please tell me your thoughts but if you want to discuss the twists then please PM me, thank you XD

*Brain's POV*

There was an almighty thud as we finally stopped falling and hit the ground. Yes, this pain was going to linger for quite some time… If only we'd had more time. It was just our unpredictable luck that the CEO chose to return just as we bit through the girls restraints. And it had taken all of my energy to keep Pinky from giving our position away that I had almost called out in outrage myself. What the CEO was insinuating was madness. I had wanted to intervene but to do that would endanger ourselves and as selfish as that translates, we had reasons. For if we were seen, then we would not have been able to get back to the others and explain what happened. Once again, our unpredictable luck that we had been accidently stowed away in the first place…

My associate and I hoisted ourselves from the pocket of the clothing and took in our surroundings which, as I assumed from the smell, was a garbage can in the outside ally of the main building. As the girl would probably say: how convenient. But there was no time to think about what she would say, there was no time to do much apart from get back to the toon lot and explain what events we had just witnessed.

"Narf! Oh that was a scary story, Brain…" Pinky muttered, "But that ride was such fun, oh lets do it again!"

He flinched as I raised my fist, but I let it fall. What was the point and where would it get us? "Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering? What am I saying, of course you're not…"

"Well Brain, I was pondering that maybe the CEO isn't a nice guy and Talia would like to come back with us…" he snapped his fingers, "Oh brilliant, we could have a picnic!"

I blinked, "Actually, Pinky, in your own unique way, you were pondering what I was pondering…" well there is a first time for everything, "Come, Pinky! We must get back to the others before it's too late!"

*Yakko's POV*

Kiddo had been gone for a long time, and so had Slappy, Rita and the world dominators too. Well Pinky and the Brainiac were probably off on some plot and the others were most likely off doing something or other. It had been a rough time for them all, still didn't explain why I had remains of scratch marks on my nose though. Ah I told you Rita was nuts about me, leaving her mark whenever she can! But right now I had other things to worry about. We were entertaining the Slugger and Red! And this song wasn't going to finish itself! The first half had got them hooked, and just when they thought it was over…

"And now for the other senses! I announced after a brief break in the notes.

A/N: It's the return of the Senses Song people! Oh come on it's an awesome song and they don't know the bad news yet! XD Sorry it's just the last half, gotta keep the plot moving and all…

Dot danced around spraying a perfume bottle in thick clouds, "There are scents you can smell like cologne from Chanel or the scents of expensive perfume!"

"There are scents of flowers we hope overpowers the kitty-box next to your room!" I smirked just as Wakko shoved me to the floor and lifted Flynn and Poppy's arms in the air triumphantly, "There's a sense of pride you have deep down inside,"

"When you practice a sense of fair play…" I interrupted with pretence annoyance from my position on the ground, drumming my fingers on the wood.

"There are dollars and cents that you pay at a toll." Dot chanted before I took over, tapping a clipboard, "Or the census man who is taking a poll!"

"And a sense of confusion, we're out of control!" Wakko clutched his head and collapsed onto the bed.

"And they really should take us away! Away! Yhey really should take us away!" we dragged ourselves across the room. Dot sang next, throwing a water balloon at Wakko and skilfully avoiding his attacks of retaliation, "There's a sense of humour, a sense of doom, or a sense of awe, sense of timing!" I produced a dictionary and skimmed the pages with determination, "There's a sense of a word, a sense of absurd, like trying to do all this RHYMING!"

"There's incense!"

"And horse sense!"

"And common sense it's true!"

Dot winked at Flynn and put on her best cute look, "Sense of wonder, sense of beauty…"

Wakko formed a salute with a look of determination, "A sense of honour, sense of duty!"

I cast his shadow across the room mysteriously, "A sense of doubt, a sense of danger."

"A sense of fear when you meet a stranger." Dot kicked me from the shadows and rolled her eyes while Wakko took over and grabbed the kids in a tight hug, "A sense of style and a sense of worth!"

I pulled a map down and pointed at different areas, "A sense of direction for knowing the Earth!"

Us three joined together just in time for the finally, "A sense of dread as we're singing this song which is starting to turn out completely all wrong and it's time that we end it because it's too looooooong!" We all took a breath, drained from the last note,"Cause it just doesn't make any sense! Nonsense! This song doesn't make any sense!"

Ah the sound of the adoring audience of two people. There's nothing like it folks! We took our bows and I chose to make the most of it and catch a rose that really no one had thrown. Shame Talia missed it, it was bouncy and somewhat educational. Man she needs to lighten up sometimes. Like that promise she made me make last night; where did that come from? Okay, a little unfair, she didn't make me promise it. And, you know me, anything to please the ladies… But hey, I thought it was going without saying but whatever loosened the tension.

"Do you know anymore songs?" Red asked.

"Do we know any more songs!" Wakko scoffed, and rightly so.

Dot nudged her, "Kid, you have no idea… Maybe it's time I teach you the Cute Song."

My brother and I groaned, earning ourselves a not too friendly glare. Flynn looked unappealed by this too. Well the boys got promise, I can say that much. I was about to suggest Wakko brushed the dust off of his states and capitols song but the door opened and in came the cranky critter herself along with Rita. Is it me or did they have a more frozen look about them than Walt Disney? Look it up kids…

"Bad news guys…" Rita muttered with a hint of regret, "That spy-boy came back last night and gassed the girl."

"I told you he had garlic breath, but no one listens to me." Dot rolled her eyes.

"Don't get snarky with us!" Slappy snapped, looking more agitated that usual, "I hate to break it to you guys this way, but it's better to say it like it is. Mackenzie showed up and got hold of Talia. She's gone."

Slugger jumped to his feet, "What?" he cried, "When? Why didn't you tell us, we could be out there brining her back by now!"

Poppy wrapped her arms around her brother, waterworks starting to operate, "The bad people took Talia?"

I scratched my head, looking at my sibs with a little annoyance, "And this started out as such a good day too."

*Twenty Minutes Later*

Don't you just love time-jumps? Hey I wish I could skip some bits every now and again. Turns out the two lab-mice had made an escape and just made it back to tell us one nightmare of a story. Well I could have fallen asleep to make it a nightmare but where was the thrill in that? So old Mack was half one of us, eh? Gotta say, didn't see that coming, but then again if there was more toon in him he'd bound to be a bit better looking, like yours truly. But it was kind of hard to make light of the situation when you had a kid choking the air out of you. Red was pulling her best koala impersonation and not giving up anytime soon. Anymore tears from her and I'd need a boat. But what could I do, sometimes you just gotta be there.

"So what's the plan General?" I asked, saluting against my helmet, sibs following my lead.

Slappy glared, "You pests are staying put!"

Dot narrowed her eyes, "What? Those words should never exist together! We can't just stay here!"

"She's my sister! I'm not waiting around while she's in there having who knows what done to her!"

Thanks a lot Slugger, now Red really was cutting off my air supply, "Anyone got an oxygen mask?" I muttered.

"She didn't leave Skippy." Wakko insisted, "So we're not leaving her."

"Who says we're leaving her?" Slappy asked, "I haven't forgotten what she did and I plan to repay it. But your track record is against you, you're staying put and out of the way."

"We don't get in the way." I pointed out, "We do things our way."

"And your way leads to this kind of mess!" Rita hissed, "Now we've already come up with a plan, you just stay here and keep an eye on the joint."

"And do we get to hear the plan?" I asked, "For… educational value?"

Oh they had a plan did they? I listened as Slappy explained a break in and rescue. It was quite and simple and… It was boring! Seriously if they were going to come up with a plan, then they at least had to make it interesting! I was falling asleep over here, or was it lack of air? Both? And just like that, they vanished along with Pinky and Brainiac down the stairs, closing the bedroom door behind them. Well, their plan may have been as boring but they were serious about it.

I prised Poppy off of me and passed her to her sib who looked like he needed something to hold so that he didn't start reanimating the ''slugger' nickname. He barely noticed, just staring at the wall. I hope he knew that he wasn't going to win that war anytime soon. Well, what can I say here? Looking back, sure we'd caused a few scrapes and not been on the 'Nice List' once or twice, but it wasn't like we'd ever really caused real damage. It was all fun and games. When it came to stuff like this, we could help. Let's face it, as much as Talia was strong and could stand on her own, she didn't stand much of a chance if they're talking about the Waiting Room. Let's hope it lived up to its name and waited. I turned and saw my sibs looking mischievous.

"So what's the plan?" they asked.

What could I say? Maybe we had been a little over the top in the past. Maybe it was best if we let someone else handle it. And by following Slappy's demands, I was keeping Talia's promise too…

"They already told you, I know it was boring but you could have at least tried to stay awake." I arched an eyebrow.

"But Yakko," Dot cried, "we can't just wait around like a bunch of kooks!"

"Slappy's given us orders…" I sighed, fingers digging into the window ledge as I watched Slappy, Rita and the mice run into the woods, "I promised kiddo I'd keep the kids safe, and a Warner never breaks a promise."

"What about promising all for one and one for all times six?" Wakko challenged, "And when have we ever listened to what other people say?"

"Yeah! Come on, drop the act!" sister-sib was getting antsy, I'd be in trouble soon.

The words tasted worse then Dracula's kisses, but I said them, "Sibs… There is a time to follow orders; there is a time to listen to reason; there is a time to wait for the right solution and there is definitely a time to sit here and do nothing…"

They slumped, a look of surprise and distaste in their eyes. I felt a little bad telling them all of this, but it had to be said. It was for the best… That way when I turned around with a raised fist and a determined smirk, it had a better effect!

"And now is not any of those times!"

I almost got you that time, didn't I? Looks like I got them too. Wakko grinned devilishly and Dot clapped her hands together in glee. As if we were just going to sit there! Kiddo didn't deserve this and frankly we'd be pretty poor excises for toons if he didn't pine for a little adventure every now and again. And when was it ever like me to leave a pretty damsel in distress in… well, distress? I opened the window and made room for my sibs to climb out, but just as I was going to follow them, something pulled me back by the tail. Oh, hello slugger.

"I'm coming too." He demanded, "Why should you guys be allowed to run off and play hero but we've got to stay?"

Whoops, "Uuuuuuhhhhh-Excellent question. But we're toons, nothing's gonna hurt us out there."

"They're hurting my sister!"

"You want to yell a little louder? I don't think they heard you in the studio." I quipped, snatching my tail from his grasp, "Call me a hypocrite, slugger, but you're staying."

"You're a hypocrite." He stated, well I did tell him to say it, "What about the 'times six' stuff, it's kind of hard when you leave us behind. And I'll just follow you!"

"Thanks for the heads up."

"I want to help! She didn't leave us when we were taken, so I'm not leaving her!"

Oh wow this kid was scarred for life… "Listen Slugger, think about it this way; if I'm not around, who's the man of the house? Who's in charge and gets to keep Runt out of trouble; and boss around the little suckers?" I asked, winking at Red secretly before looking back at him, "You. And when we get back with Talia, I'm pretty sure it's a lot more than a cell phone you're going to be rewarded with. Lord knows what reward I'm aiming for, Grrraow!"

He glared at me, "I don't care about rewards!"

"Okay, I'll take yours then." I smirked, then softened a little and held out a hand for him to take, "I'm trusting you here. Are you going to be the man of the house and trust me in return?"

For a moment, he didn't falter and I figured I'd fallen flat. What was it and comedy in that family? It was rarer than an emotion from Kristen Stewart! But then he swallowed and took a long look at his little sis. Ah Dot's been teaching her well, a cute look right on cue! He groaned and clearly wasn't happy with the arrangement, but he took my hand all the same.

"If you don't bring her back…"

"You'll get angry? And we won't like Slugger when he's angry?" I offered with a smile, "Trust us, kid; you won't live to regret it."

Just as the twist on my words sunk in, I was already in mid back flip out of the window to join my sibs. Man of the house… Kiddo was going to kill me. Man it felt good being on the run again, even if the run was leading right into danger. We were faster then Slappy and Rita, so this was going to be all the more fun! My sibs and I glanced at each other cunningly. The excitement building! And at times like this, there was only one thing to do, especially when there was no plan and a pep talk needed!

"We're leaving the toon lot to find our Talia! We're heading off to make some rescue!" We chanted, sprinting through the trees, "It's waiting right out there; The answer to our prayer!"

"A wish to free!" Wakko crossed his fingers,

Dot and I crossed ours too, "Hey, you might be a hero once we're there!"

"That's why we're off to seek our destiny together!"

"It's one for all!" I announced.

"And all for one!" Wakko added..

"Times six!" Dot finished, with a grin.

"Who cares about the stuff we lack We're on our way and we won't be back!"

"Until we find Talia!" Wakko adjusted his hat in determination.

"Gee, it looks kinda far!" Dot looked out towards the water tower in the distance.

Wow it did look a long way, "Too bad we don't have a car!"

"Oh, what the hay; we're on our way to save the studio!" as we ran we noticed that we were half way there, gee was kiddo going to be surprised, if we weren't too late that it… Nah when are we ever late? We're more… 'nearly missed you' kind of people. "We're leaving the toon lot to find our Talia! And when we do, our troubles are gonna be through! It's just around the bend! It's where the mountains end We're packin' our load! We're hittin' the road! Let's sing it together again, hey hey, We wanna be the first to save the studio! We're northward bound; we're winning here today!"

"We're taking a stand!" My fists clenched.

"We're making a vow!" Wakko glanced back towards the house in thought of the kids.

"This is the place!" Dot pointed towards the barriers.

"The moment is now! For Yakko, Wakko and Dot! We're givin' it all we got!"

"We're comin', so ready or not!" Dot warned, pulling out a mallet and grinning devilishly.

Our hands found each other as we leapt in unison over the blockades, "Today's the day; we're on our way to save our Talia!"

Kiddo… We're coming to get ya!

A/N:

Yeah it was a cheesy ending to the chapter but that song from Wakko's Wish just seemed to fit, once a few words were changed here and there. Plus it ended on a brave rescue note.

Once again, please review but don't give spoilers!

I hope you liked my twists and I hope a few questions got answered, but there's still more! What's going to happen to Talia now she's fallen victim to the Waiting Room and will anyone else meet the same fate? Let's find out!

You people are awesome by the way! XD