A/N: I deeply apologize to all those who were waiting. I've been in a mental slump and couldn't think of anything to write. I don't remember a lot that I said I would try to put into this story, so I'm just gonna see where it goes now. Here's the next chapter. Enjoy.

The Warners and Ricky were all inside a movie theater, watching an alien man tell a woman he would eat her brain. Well, most of them.

"AAHHHHH!" screamed the woman over and over again as she ran from him, her screams filling the movie theater and Ricky's ears.

"Huh? What? What happened?" Ricky asked in a drowsy voice as he looked around with bloodshot eyes.

"The alien's trying to eat her brain." Yakko said as he munched on some popcorn before turning to Ricky. "Still tired from Wakko's 'All Night Don Knott's Video Marathon'?" Yakko asked.

"A little." Ricky slurred as his face slipped out of his hand before jerking his whole head up. He looked at the Warner trio to see them all wide awake and watching. How Wakko could still be awake after not sleeping all night, he'd never know. "I'm gonna...take a little nap." he said. And with that, he was out like a light.

()()()()

Darkness surrounded Ricky as he opened his eyes. His vision was blurry as he looked around, trying to figure out where he was.

"Where...am I?" he asked himself. He rubbed his eyes with his hands to straighten his vision. "What happened?" he asked himself before he started getting a headache. "Ugh. Okay Ricky," he said before closing his eyes and crossing his arms in thought. "Retrace your steps. Watched Don Knotts videos all night with Wakko, ate breakfast, went to an early movie...That's it!" he said as he looked around again. "I feel asleep! I'm dreaming!" He looked around with a small smile before it was replaced with a look of confusion. "Actually, now that I think about it, this place looks familiar." No sooner did he say that did shadows appear everywhere around him. He jumped at the sight of the sudden appearance as he whipped his head around at all the shadows. "What's going on?!" he said, having enough of all this sudden weirdness.

"Come on Ricky!" came a feminine voice. Ricky froze at that voice. It was so familiar to him, yet so distant. "The movie's gonna start soon!"

"I was getting the popcorn and snacks." came his own voice. Now he was really trying to figure out what was happening. "And they haven't even started the previews. Relax Tonya."

"Tonya?!" Ricky said in surprise before the shadows began to clear up. Various people were now walking around the inside of the building, most looking like Don Knotts, with all of them hurrying to either buy snacks or get to the movie they wished to view. Not that he paid attention to all that, for his attention was glued to two individuals. One was definitely him, though he looked a little younger, maybe 14 years old. He had his hair down over his eyes and was wearing a green T-shirt, light brown shorts, white socks and sneakers. His gaze was at the person next to him though. His heart was beating at the sight of her, filling his entire body with a warm feeling that threatened to escape from his eyes. "So...she's the girl I can't remember?" She was a young girl around 13 with dark red hair in a bob cut and and a light tan. She was wearing a simple black T-shirt, black jeans, and open toe sandals. He couldn't see her face since she was facing away, but he could tell from her tone that she was smiling. "Wonder what she looks like?" he asked himself as he walked over to her to see. He saw her for a split second before his vision flashed and he dropped to his knees and clutched his head in pain. He looked up at her to see her say something, but he didn't quite catch it as his head was throbbing. "GAH!" he grunted in pain before the two of them ran towards a door and disappeared behind it. He ran after them while calling out for them to wait, only to find it all fade away. "WAIT!"

"Wait for what?" said Yakko. Ricky's eyes shot open as he found himself back in the movie theater. His eyes darted around to see that the credits were rolling and everyone was leaving the theater.

"What's wrong Ricky?" Dot asked as they stood up to leave. Ricky just glanced at them before shaking his head and yawning.

"Weird dream?" Wakko asked.

"Yeah...a dream." Ricky said as he stood up to leave with them. The four of them ran out of the theater to spend the day doing whatever they wanted. The Warners were talking about the movie while Ricky was preoccupied with his dream. He couldn't understand why he suddenly felt pain when he tried to see her. Her words however were what was really confusing him. He remembered when he looked at her and she said something before running off.

"Who are you?"

()()()()

Plotz was in his office along with Scratchnsniff and was on the verge of having a panic attack. The day that the Tiny Toons came over was soon and he wasn't ready for what might happen when they met Ricky. He just couldn't stop his mind from coming up with scenarios where Ricky had a meltdown and Spielberg caught wind of it and it somehow came back to bite him in the butt.

"Now now Mr. Plotz." Scratchy said. "Zhis actually might be a good ting, ya?"

"A good thing? How is risking my career a good thing?!" he bellowed.

"Vell, you are zhinking about all the negative tings dat could happen." Scratchy said. "Vhy not try und zink about the positives?"

"Po...Positives?" Plotz said.

"Oh ya. Like, vhat if having Ricky here might be something that Spielberg might like?" Scratchy said. "And if he found out that you let him stay..." he said, ending it there for Plotz to think. Needless to say, the thought of pleasing Spielberg and staying in his good graces put a smile back on his face.

"This may actually work." he said to himself before bringing himself back to his desk. "Still, I think that Ricky might need to tone it down more than he is."

"What do you have in mind?" Scratchy asked as Plotz turned in his chair and stared out the window.

"Tell the Warners that they'll be attending school again tomorrow." Plotz said.

A/N: Not very long, but it's the best I could come up with.