Welcome back! So is anyone curious about what Wakko knows? Well I've been plotting this all night, so here we go.

Disclaimer: I don't own Animaniacs. There. I said it.

Chapter Four, Yakko's P.O.V.

We watched alright. And what I saw made me angry, yet happy at the same time. Wakko had wished that I wasn't his brother. The next thing you know, I've disappeared, and no one could find me. They had searched everywhere. It had been four years, so they've almost given up. And then Wakko finds me. The rest is known.

"So basically your think I'm your brother?" I asked curiously.

Wakko's eyes held a fearful look that I didn't believe him. "You have to be. You look the same, sound the same, have the same name. Believe me, Yakko Warner is not a common name what so ever. How could you not be him?"

"Because that wish you made, was only made last night. I don't get it. Just yesterday you were fourteen and now you're sixteen? That doesn't work at all."

I had always had a soft spot for my siblings. No matter what they did or said, I always seemed to forgive them. But begging was not something I was accustomed to. Dot just sat on the couch, her whole body shaking. Wakko was giving me the biggest, cutest, puppy eyes I had ever seen. I heard what sounded like a whimper come from my brother. I placed a hand on his shoulder and brought him into a hug. He started to sob, wetting my fur with tears. I looked up and pulled in Dot, who had been on the verge of tears the entire time. I rocked my siblings back and forth, trying to prevent myself from releasing all the tears I had stored up. If for no other reason than I had to stay strong also.

It had became very cold in the water tower, almost as if someone had open the door. I felt my sibs shivering and start to vanish out of my arms. My mind went into panic mode.

"Wakko? Dot? Where are you?!" I yelled out searching the tower. "Wakko! Dot! Where are you!"

I continued to yell and run around the tower until I was heard yelling outside. Dashing towards the door, I almost went over the safety railings. I looked down and saw Plotz, Scratchy, Hello Nurse, and several others we had harassed over the years.

"Yakko Warner! What are you doing on that empty water tower?!" Plotz yelled up.

"Empty?" I whispered. "It's not empty, I was just in there."

Turning back to look it was indeed empty. My chest grew tight. What had happened? I walked backwards, once again hitting the railing. It couldn't be true. Where was everything? Where was my siblings?

I heard Scratchy talking to Plotz, and I listened in.

"Give him a break. It's been two years since Wakko and Dot, you know, died. And you know he does this every year. He's just trying to keep memories fresh."

A look of understanding spread across Plotz's face, while a look of sheer terror spread across mine. They were dead? But I had just held them in my arms. Hugged them, talked to them. They couldn't be gone. They were all we had. Leaning against the railing, it broke and I went tumbling over.

Gasps from the crowd came from below, and I had no desire to stop the fall. I knew I could use my chucking skills, but once again, didn't really want to. Right as I was about to hit the pavement, I awoke to see both of siblings there, shaking me and Wakko getting ready to pour ice water on my head, for what looked like the fourth or fifth time.

"You're awake! Thank goodness!" Dot flung herself at me, and I caught her. "When you wouldn't wake up and kept yelling our names, we were super worried."

I didn't say anything, but glanced towards Wakko, who had put the water on the table and was slowing coming back. I looked down at him sadly. He had tears in his eyes, and was refusing to come more than a few feet near me. I held at my hand and he hesitantly put his in it. I pulled him into a giant hug and he started to cry and whisper into my ear.

"I'm sorry Yakko. I didn't mean it. I don't want you dead. I'd miss you so much. You're the best brother in the world and never ever stop talking. I love you Yakko." he whispered in between sobs. "I'm so so sorry."

"Oh, oh oh oh. Wakko, don't be like that. It's okay. I forgive you. Just please don't cry. You'll make me cry too."

Wakko's sobs slowly simmered down to sniffles, but neither one of my siblings moved. I looked at the calender on the wall and panicked. Today I turned eighteen. I'd have to move out. I slowly sat up and looked at my two siblings who looked confused. I looked down in shame and pointed at the date. At first they were happy, it was my birthday after all, but then fear came over their faces. I stood up and slowly walked towards my room. I put my few belongings in my Hammerspace and went to leave. Wakko and Dot was standing in front of my bedroom door, hands behind their backs.

Dot held out her hands first, a small blue package in them. I took it and open it smiling at the sight of what was in it. It was a photo of us all, just a little over two or three months ago. Plus there was another on the back. It was a picture of our last day of filming. We had given the director such a hard time. But it was a good memory and a worth while one. Wakko held out another package, black and white this time. I opened it and frowned. It was his old red cap, the one I had bought him. Attached was a note, his messy scrawl filling the paper. Not wanting to cry right now, I decided to wait until later to read it.

"Do you like it?" I heard him whisper.

I nodded. "I love it Wakko. Thank you both sibs."

Hugging them both, I adjusted the cap on Wakko's head. I jumped off the tower, chucking as I landed. Waving, I walked towards the gate, I nodded at Ralph, who was eating donuts. Looking back at the water tower, I wiped away a tear. Well world, I thought. Yakko Warner is on his way.

Never did I expect the call I would get four days later...

Oh yikes, what shall happen? Well I did say I would torture them all. Well thanks for reading and please review!

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