Yakko froze in shock. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. She laid on the ground, eyes closed, almost as if dead. There was a huge gash in the back of her leg. Wakko came up behind him. "Hey Yakko, what's wro- oh God." Wakko stopped in his tracks. Yakko looked at his little brother. "I'm going to go get Nora. You stay here and call an ambulance." Yakko looked behind him. Someone was standing a few feet away, shaking and breathing heavily… holding a gun. Pointed at Dot. "And maybe the police too, for good measure." Yakko sped over to the CEO's office, running like his life depended on it.
Nora Rita Norita was running on her beloved treadmill and screaming at her secretary. "KATY!" she shrieked. "IS TODAY A MICRODOSE DAY?!... oh, macrodose, got it. Microdose was yesterday. And tell that new guy I don't care if his girlfriend's new nose fell down a subway toilet, we need that rewrite by the end of the day or I-" At that moment, Yakko Warner burst into her office. A genuine look of fear was on his face. "What now?" Nora snarked. "You have a problem with the breaker and you need ME to call an electrical contractor because it's MY lot?" "THIS IS SERIOUS!" the panicked toon retorted. "I THINK DOT GOT SHOT!" "Oh GOD," Nora responded honestly. She couldn't believe what she'd heard. "I'll be right there." She hopped off the treadmill and calmly punctuated her call. "-or I will have him kicked off this very lot."
Wakko waited impatiently for the dispatcher to answer his call. "Hello. 911. What's your emergency?" "Help! Please! Yes! This is Wakko Warner-" "Wakko Warner? Oh my gosh! You're my favorite Warner sibling!" the dispatcher interrupted. "Yeah, okay. Anyway, I'm at the studio gate and… Dot got shot. I need an ambulance. And the police." "Okay, we'll be right there." The dispatcher hung up on him. Sure enough, he heard sirens in a few seconds. The paramedic stepped out and lifted Dot onto a stretcher as two cops wrestled with the shooter. Yakko ran over to him with Nora next to him. The two had very different reactions- "Oh good, they're here." "Oh god, you weren't kidding." The two brothers stepped toward the ambulance, but the EMT stopped them. "I'm sorry, only family is allowed in the vehicle." "Uh, excuse me," someone spoke up in the background. Wakko turned around to see Doctor Scratchansniff, the studio psychiatrist. "Ze last time I checked, zese two kiddies were the victim's older brozers, nein? Have you never vatched Animaniacs?" Wakko smiled a bit. This wasn't the first time ol' Scratchy had stood his ground for two of the Warners when the other was in an ambulance. None of them would ever forget Yakko's nervous breakdown. The EMT calmly allowed the pair in.
On the ride to the hospital, Wakko checked Wikipedia on his phone. "The Living 4th Warner theory is… minutes after his birth, Mrs. Warner gave birth to a daughter… named Wakko and Aria, respectively… Aria disappeared from her crib the next night… unreported death alert… after New Zealand TikToker Diana Lewin, also known as , exploded onto the choreography scene in 2019, many theories circulated that she was Aria, taken at birth. Lewin has denied these claims, despite saying she is the same species." Wakko looked at the one photo of baby Aria, then clicked on Diana's Wikipedia page… he noticed the infobox picture had those same violet eyes. There was no mistaking it.