The Warners were gleefully strolling through the streets of California. Throughout the night, they had gotten into all sorts of mischief. They had a dance party on the Hollywood Walk of Fame. They messed with the Oscar voting ballots. Yakko and Wakko lusted after Emma Stone, who called the police and reported sexual harassment. Right now, they were walking up to a sign that said "FREE COPIES OF THE CENSORED ELEVEN". Unbeknownst to them, it was a trap. "Wow, really!?" Yakko exclaimed. "I thought we'd never find them!"

"Well, time to watch the most controversial cartoons of all time," Wakko said in a giddy manner.

"Don't try this at home, kids. Watch something more appropriate, like South Park," Dot said, breaking the...oh, wait, they broke so many fourth walls, that the studio couldn't afford any more. Meanwhile, Ghendy and Melissa were hiding behind a pole, holding onto a rope.

"Could you explain, the plan to me again, Ghendy?" Melissa asked politely.

"Well, we let go of rope on the count of 3 and kids get crushed by firetruck and go KAPOW," Ghendy told her. "Then we swoop in, take the booty, report to Leader and we shall become richest country in world."

"Are you sure this will work?" Melissa asked worriedly.

"Of course, good old-fashioned cartoon violence never fails," Ghendy replied smugly. On the count of three, they released the rope. And just as it seemed as though the firetruck was going to smash the Warners, it stopped just a few inches above their heads.

"WHAT!?" Ghendy shouted. The Warners then got up and left, having enjoyed Coal Black and de Sebben Dwarfs. It wasn't really that racist at all in their eyes. Ghendy then went to check for a fault underneath the firetruck, while Melissa climbed up a ladder to see the problem with the rope.

"Oh, it's just tangled-up knots," she concluded. She began to untangle the rope and after she had done that...

*CRASH* The firetruck fell on Ghendy. "I hate you, Melissa," Ghendy said angrily, but his speech was hard to make out.

...

A few more things happened that night with the Russian duo's foiled schemes. They tried to swing an anvil attached to a rope towards the Warners, but it missed and just repeatedly swinging over the rope's supporting bar and hit Ghendy and Melissa constantly. They tried to switch out the Warners' bag with an identical bag with a bomb inside. Unfortunately for them, they saw through the old cliche and grabbed the furthest bag from them while Ghendy and Melissa took the bomb bag. They even tried to knock them out with tranquilizer darts, but they were on the road got run over by a delivery van. Now, the Warners had gone into a theatre to watch The force Awakens like they had planned to do since its release. "That John Boyega is sooo dreamy," Dot said, fawning over the lead actor. She then started howling like a wolf.

"Girls, go fig," Yakko and Wakko deadpanned collectively, earning a glare from their sister. About an hour into the movie Ghendy and Melissa sneaked into the theatre to grab the Waners' sack. They went underneath the chairs like moles digging through the ground. They bothered a lot of people while doing this. Just as they were about to grab the sack while the Warners were distracted, Wakko grabbed Ghendy's hand by mistake, thinking it was his soda, and bit his fingers.

"YEEAUGGHHHHHHH!" Ghendy yelped. the audience couldn't take it anymore and all yelled "USHER!" in a sort of chorus. A big, buff usher came in.

"Who's the dead man!?" he demanded. Everyone pointed towards Ghendy. The usher approaches him and makes all the eats bounce with each step he took. He picked Ghendy up and instilled fright in him. And, just by luck, Melissa popped up at that moment and tasered the usher, knocking him out. Ghendy was dropped safely, joined Melissa's side and they both stared at the Warners.

"HELLOOOO NURSE!" Yakko and Wakko shouted, gazing at Melissa. They both jumped into her arms like howling wolves.

"Boys," Dot started.

"Go fig," Melissa completed.

"Say, you remind me of a very sexy Natasha Fatale," Yakko quipped.

"That's Slappy's catchphrase," Wakko corrected. Melissa dumped them both onto the floor. She and Ghendy drew their guns, unsheathed them and pointed them towards the Warners.

"Alright, you know what we want," Ghendy said sternly.

"No we don't," Yakko quipped.

"Yes, you do"

"No, we don't"

"Yes, you d-" Ghendy was cut off by Yakko's hand.

"You know what, this joke's getting old and tired. What do you want?" Yakko asked.

"We want the bag," Melissa answered.

"Why? Does this bag have anything special? Like diamonds?" Dot wondered. Ghendy aimed his gun at her face.

"That is none of your concern!" Ghendy yelled, aggravated. Yakko then poked his nose.

"Sorry, you can't do that. It says here in your contract that as the villains you must perfectly explain your evil plot to us," Yakko informed them.

"We never signed that!" Ghendy exclaimed, even more aggravated.

"No, it was signed for you, just like every other movie villain in history," Yakko said, holding out a list of villains that had the contract signed for them like Darth vader, Dr. Evil, Hans Gruber, The Joker, Norman Bates, Hannibal etc.

Ghendy sighed and gave in. "Fine. The bag is our one-way ticket to being the richest country in the world. Oh sweet USSR. That bag contains all the finest, most valuable booty one could ever wish for..."

Yakko blew a kiss. "Goodnight everybody."

"And we plan on taking it to our fearless Leader, so we can bask in all the glory and riches. That is basically the whole plan."

"Good," Dot said. "so, I guess we'd better get going." However, Ghendy and Melissa stopped them in their tracks and held them at gunpoint once more.

"Uh uh uh, the contract didn't say we had to let you get off easy after we gave away all our information," Ghendy noted.

"Good point, but it also didn't say we couldn't get away with mind tricks," Yakko said.

The Russian spies laughed. "What mind tricks can you play on us?" Melissa asked mockingly.

"Wakko, if you may," Yakko said to his brother. Wakko drank a sort of brain juice brand to enhance his IQ. He then took a deep breath.

"There is a zit on your sidekick's forehead," he said giggling.

"Melissa, you're the sidekick, but there isn't a zit on your forehead,"

"Oh, I'm the sidekick? It's you!"

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Are too!"

"Am not! D'oh!"

"Ha, I win!" Ghendy shouted victoriously. "Now, where were we?" he asked rhetorically as they turned back to the Warners, only to discover that they've disappeared. "Drat!"

A/N: Sorry for the long wait. By the way, I did this whole chapter(yes, everything) just today. I decided to add more comedy here as opposed to the more dramatic previous chapter. Be sure to read and review, especially the latter, it motivates me.