(Sneaks in, tiptoeing) Okay I have one chance. Maybe they're not here-
(Yakko pops out) "GRAB HER!"
(There's a tumble and after a few yelps and comical noises I've been tied up in a chair) Oh come on!
(Shines a light in my eyes, Yakko and his siblings standing before me) "Where have you been and where's the chapter we've been asking for? I know you have it!"
First of all, ow! Second of all, why are you three out of your story?!
(Wakko crosses his arms) "We have every right to be!"
(Sighs) Cut me some slack. I know it's been a while-
"Two years!"
But I'm here now! And I do have the next chapter...
(They look at one another and shrug. Yakko flips the light off) "Alright fine, but you owe these people an explanation."
Of course, now untie me. (turns to you the audience as they do so) Hey everyone, long time no see. I know it's been what? Two years? Yeah much longer than I intended. But I am back and I don't want to keep you guys any longer. So I hope you all enjoy this chapter, it's taken countless months of writer's block and personal problems to get this out finally. I said I wouldn't abandon this story and so here's the chapter you've all very patiently waited for. Hope I'm not too rusty, heh. Okay enough chit chat. Warners send them off will ya?
(They wave) "Enjoy the chapter!"
CHAPTER 19: THERE A DOCTOR IN THE HOUSE?
"You sure you're okay?"
Wakko barely heard Shayna as he tried to not puke again. "Y-yeah, I'm okay." He said, putting a hand against the bathroom wall to steady himself. He felt all dizzy, but the rumbling in his tummy stopped after he heaved the last of the chocolates he downed from the shelf. He should have known chocolate isn't supposed to stretch like taffy.
"You want a soda or something?" Shayna asked, third time too, and it's followed by Dot's irritated voice.
"He said he's fine, now stop bugging him." He frowned at that.
"Dot she's not bugging me."
He heard her grumble. He sighed and closed the lid of the toilet before sitting on it. His stomach still felt uneasy. He hoped Yakko would come back soon. He said he'd be back with an alka-seltzer for him. And Wakko didn't want to spend the next ten minutes with his two sisters arguing out there.
Two sisters. He thought. Feels so weird to say.
It's not any weirder than having three new siblings. At least how Zekko put it. Yakko wrinkled his nose at that when he said it earlier. Wakko doesn't remember how the subject came up, but he was eating the licorice sticks when he overheard them. He thinks Yakko asked Zekko about their relationship. Wakko pretty much assumed the three were his siblings. Guess Yakko wasn't so sure.
The way Zekko put it, it was easier to say they were siblings. Same animator and all so why not? Maybe Yakko didn't like the term or something like that, but Wakko overheard as Yakko list off a few other options. Cousins, aunts and uncles, that weird cousin in law twice removed's dog. He had giggled at that one. Zekko didn't appreciate the humor for some reason. His voice went all strict on the matter, like those times Yakko caught Wakko eating the fridge and he used that parenting tone of his. It was never so serious like how Zekko sounded. Wakko found that weird.
Then again, there's a lot he found weird about Zekko. He's awful nice to him. Too close and personal sometimes. That's supposed to be their shtick. He can tell Yakko doesn't like it. It is weird but he found Zekko funny too. His moods change so quick Wakko can hardly keep up, especially since he talks just as fast. Wakko smirked at that. Yakko's got competition there.
"Well I'm gonna see if they're back." Dot said, interrupting his thoughts, and he looked at the door when he heard her walk away. It was then quiet on the other side...Did Shayna leave too?
Wakko stood up. He had spent about a solid twenty minutes in the bathroom and that was longer than anyone should be. It was pretty small too. He only needs to take two steps back and he's reached the bathtub. He almost ran his arm into the sink too. But the place was nicely decorated. White tiled floor and everything. He noticed the walls had blue stars on them. In fact the mirror was star shaped.
He gave the stars a confused look as he walked to the door. The elevator gate is a star too. He remembered walking and seeing that painting on the wall with his new siblings. Did that have something to do with it? Hmm, maybe he can ask.
Wakko slid open the door and peeked out. He frowned not seeing anyone. Closing the door behind him he went over to the parlor counter in the front of the room.
He smiled at the sight. He liked this counter. Made him feel like he was in an ice cream shop or one of those old school soda shops. It even had those spinning chairs! He jumps right onto one and sat down. Holding the edge of the counter he gave himself a push and the chair span. He giggled, liking the ride, but only three spins in he felt an uneasy rumbling in his stomach. Wakko made a face and stopped the ride short, his cheeks taking a green tint. He didn't want another trip to the toilet. He shook his head.
Wakko looked up and was nose to nose with Shayna.
"Heya Wakko!"
Wakko shrieked, leaning far too back and flailing his arms he fell right out the chair. Shayna cringed at the thud. She looks over the counter. "Wakko?"
She sees the toon on the ground, tongue poking out and a dazed look on his face. Not to mention the circling stars around his head.
"Sorry! Didn't think you'd scare that easy." Shayna jumps over the counter and heads over.
Wakko shakes his head, the stars fade away. "I wasn't scared!"
"Sure you weren't." Shayna drawled, hiking Wakko to his feet.
Wakko pouted. "I wasn't…"
She puts her hands on her hips, smirking. "Give it a rest Wakko, besides if you stop complaining I'll get you that soda!" She doesn't let him respond and speeds to the back of the corner.
Wakko blinks and climbs back onto the spinning chair. "But Dot said-"
"Ugh! Dot, Smot!" the Warner sister pulls a cabinet open, grabbing several soda cans. "I know how to handle queasy stomachs! Gekko used to have them all the time, now do you like lemon or orange or grapefruit?" She plants each soda flavor onto the counter as she listed them off.
"Uh-"
"Oh wait! We got root beer! Or-or-" a large soda can, almost has big as himself, is slammed right onto the table, making the Warner jump. "Zekko's special fruit punch! It'll do just the trick!"
Wakko looked up at the three foot soda can. "Um-"
"What?" She said only inches away from his face, making him lean back. "Don't like fruit punch?"
"I'll just stick with lemon." He takes the soda to avoid further talking. Is this what it felt like to be right in someone's face?
"Your lost." She shrugs and tosses the giant soda behind her. Despite the fact there was no glass, both toons heard the soda crash and break into some. Toon logic…
"Just drink up and you'll be well in no time bucko." She pokes his nose to emphasize, it honks in response. He puts a hand on her nose.
"Hey!" He huffs when she giggles.
"Relax you baby. And drink up before I shove it down your gullet!" Shayna threatened with a scowl. Wakko fumbles with the can before snapping it open and drinks it. The scowl is instantly gone and replaced with a smile.
"Good." She takes out a nail file and files her claws, which came out with a quick flex of her fingers.
Soda half gone, Wakko puts it down, glancing up at Shayna. She simply focused on her task, not even glancing at him.
"Staring is rude you know." She suddenly said. Wakko quickly averted his gaze.
"Sorry." And yet he looks right back, the star on her cheek catching his attention this time. "Why do you have that?"
"To fix my claws, why else?" Shayna removed the file to look over claws as she spoke.
"No, no, not that! The star!" He said, pointing to emphasize.
"Oh what, this little beauty mark?" Shayna grinned, pointing a single claw at it. "I was drawn with it silly."
Wakko tilts his head. "But why?"
"Isn't it obvious, I'm a star darling!" Her ego practically grew in size when she said it. She rests her elbow on the counter, other hand resting on her hip. "Even Borax knew it the minute he drew me." She went on with a smirk. Then she sighed and drew her arm over her eyes, head back.
"Sadly, the road to stardom came at a dead stop for us all."
Wakko sipped at his soda. "How come?"
He noticed she opened her mouth to respond, but closed it right back up. She moved her attention right back at him, startling him with those narrowed eyes. "What is this, Hollywood Dateline?" She snapped, huffing as she crossed her arms. "Sheesh, no one appreciates privacy around here!"
He stared at her. Did he say something wrong? Why did she get so snappy all of a sudden. Was this a girl thing? "I was just asking."
"Well no harm, no foul, blah blah blah and all that jazz." She hurried to say and jumped off her seat. Wakko blinked. She got over that quick. Are girls always this weird?
His thoughts were broken the second the soda decided to make a reappearance. Not a second later did Shayna stop in her tracks at the sound of an urk and footsteps ran from the counter.
"Huh?" Shayna cringed hearing heaving. She turned and there was Wakko at the trash can. She stared and went over to the counter, plucking the soda off from it.
"Ingredients, boring. Allergies, boring. Expiration date..." She stared at that. "Oops."
Wakko groaned and stayed slumped over the can. Shayna looked back at him.
"Maybe we should just wait for our brothers."
"You have a rollercoaster?!"
Yakko looked away from the kitchen cabinet to where Zekko was bouncing on his toes as he stared in awe at their water tower coaster. He held back a snort. "Well yeah-" The eldest Warner was suddenly right in his face.
"Can I ride it, can I ride it, can I ride it?" Zekko chanted all giddy and with every beg he moved closer into the Warner's face.
Yakko blinked. "Sure."
"THANK YOU!" Zekko grabbed up his brother into a giant hug. Yakko swore he could hear his back pop from the pressure.
"N-no problem!" He rasped before he was quickly dropped. The other Warner ran for the coaster. Yakko watched him and shook his head. If he gets another Elmyra styled hug like that he'll need a hospital.
A train whistle sound off as Yakko got back up to his feet. Zekko was at the front and clad in a train conductor's uniform, a bandana around his neck and his blue gloves replaced with black ones.
"I always wanted to do this!" Zekko pulled the whistle chain once again, whistle going off.
Yakko turned back to the cabinet, spotting the package of alka-seltzer. Two left. Should be enough for Wakko he supposed. In the background, he heard the rush of the train taking off and Zekko's shrieks of laughter following. Yakko couldn't help but chuckle. He was acting like a little kid.
The eldest closed the cabinet, walking over to the coaster as it bounded the loop the loop and dove into the tunnel. He stood there waiting as coaster completed it's two rounds of loops and with a screeching halt the train stopped a foot away. Zekko clicked open the cart door, wobbling out, giggling until he flopped onto his back. "Again!"
"Later." Yakko helped his brother to his feet. "Wakko needs this alka-seltzer remember?"
"Aww...one more minute?" Zekko pleaded with a puckered lip.
Yakko did his best not to smirk. "Fine." When the boy perks. "After we drop this off." Zekko opened his mouth to protest. "Hey you didn't say when you'd get the minute."
Zekko stayed silent and turned with a childish huff. "Stupid logic."
The eldest drags the other to the tower door. "Come on, it will still be here when we get back." Zekko's whines and complaints continued on their march the door. Yakko shook his head in amusement. To be frank, he preferred the childish act. Zekko hadn't once stopped his snarky comments before they got to the tower. Yakko said the CEO's name only once and that had been his reward. Not to be a wet blanket, but after the fiftieth Plotz joke it got old.
Speaking of Zekko, he stopped right as Yakko approached the ladder. Was it just him or he look nervous? "You coming?"
"Huh? Oh yeah, but," He gestures to the ladder, grinning. "Little sibs first."
He's not gonna hear the end of that is he? Yakko shrugged it off and walked down the ladder, quite literally. He smirked hearing "Show off" muttered by the other eldest. Moment he reached the ground Yakko looked up. Zekko was peering over the ledge. Yakko cupped his hands around his mouth. "Any time today would be nice!" He grinned upon the scowl he received above. He expected the guy to one up him, but instead carefully climbed down the ladder. Kept stopping every few steps too. Heh. Come to think of it, he did this going up the tower too.
"If I didn't know any better." Yakko called out as Zekko was halfway down. "I would say you're afraid of heights."
"Am not!" Zekko scowled, glaring at his brother's amused smirk.
"Are too."
"Am not!"
"Okay you're not."
"Am too!"
Yakko bit back a snort. Zekko paused in confusion, processing what he just said. Oh if looks could kill, Yakko would be beelining for the hospital.
"Red is a good color on you-" His punchline came to a striking halt as a zipper is pulled right over his lips.
"Zip it Warner." Zekko scowled, standing before the Warner. He huffs and storms past Yakko. The eldest rolled his eyes, zipping open his mouth. Yakko took after him.
"It got you down didn't it?" He quirked.
Zekko looked back, brow furrowed. "You really want that zipper back."
"No, but it's worth being annoying." Another scowl! He's on a role. "Hey, pro tip. Look forward."
"Don't tell me what to do."
Yakko shrugged. "Fine then. Been a while since we had a visual gag."
"What-"
Yakko ducked down, wincing at the sound of a slam. His brother never saw the two studio workers as they walked past, carrying a billboard. Zekko fell back with a thud. Yakko stood right back up, turning to his fallen brother.
"Maybe next time you'll listen to me." Sure he could have warned him earlier, but where's the fun in that? His next retort is cut off by a groan of pain. Yakko took a moment to really look at his brother and bit his jaw back. Um, this is the part where he gets stars for eyes, not gushing blood down his nose. Talk about backfire...
"Zekko you okay?" Yakko's hand gets slapped away before he can help Zekko up.
"Dof't touch if!" Zekko hissed, muffled with his hands over his nose to stop the bleeding. "I'ff fine'd!"
Despite the situation, Yakko raised a brow. "Say that five times fast."
"I'ff fine'd, I'ff fine'd, I'vf fine'd-Shuf up!" He snapped. He wobbly got to his feet, not even bothering to snap at Yakko when he grabbed his arm to balance him. Yakko reached behind him and pulled out a tissue box.
"Here." Zekko took it, taking a fistful of tissues out. Yakko didn't bother letting him go. One unsteady step and Zekko looked ready to fall flat on his face. Sheesh. If he had known the billboard had something against Zekko he would have thrown in that extra warning. Didn't think he needed to. If him or one of the sibs took a hit like that it was your typical dizzy spell, couple stars, but no need for the ER. Speaking of, doesn't sound like a bad idea.
"This way Rudolph." Yakko led Zekko in the direction of the studio medical ward. "Before that nose of yours swells."
"Buf, Wakko'st medifines!" The eldest protested. "He need thef!"
"And you need five rolls of gauze." Zekko opened his mouth and Yakko cut in once more. "I'll take the alka-seltzer to him. But first you need to see the nurse."
Zekko paused. "Nurze?" Oh now he's interested. Yakko smirked.
"Mhm." He led Zekko forward, the toon not stopping now. "Miss Nurse to be exact. Blonde, hours glass figure, legs like Astaire-"
"Stof yaffing! I'ff in pain!" There was a twinkle in Zekko's eyes. "Tafe me to Miff Nurze!"
Someone's eager. Yakko kept the toon walking. "No problemo."
Gotta admit, he felt better seeing Zekko with a bounce in his step. And this time he did a better of billboard look out. That was still bugging him too. He knew not all toons were drawn with ability to take a visual gag hit, let alone a boxing glove punch. Guess Zekko counted as one of them. That would explain the height of fears. Hm. Logical or not, he's still gonna ask questions. After he sends Zekko to Miss Nurse. Come to think of it, he wouldn't mind staying a few minutes himself. Just to ehhhh, make sure Zekko is alright! He could squeeze in a check up. After all he is a very sick boy...
Don't we all know it XD A shorty but hopefully a goody. Don't worry everyone, I don't intend to take several months cooking up the next chapter. The last two years have been hectic and right now I feel stable enough to start writing again. I won't bore you with details, just give you all a promise the next chapter will come soon. If not...I'll eat Wakko's hat.
"WHAT?!"
Shoot-(bolts) Bye! Until next time! The Queen has left the building!