Don't Hate Me Because I'm Cute

Chapter 9

Yakko

I was getting ready for tonight's rescue mission when I heard Wakko say,
"Hey Yakko!"
I ran up to him and he was pointing at the kitchen sink.  Specifically below the sink.
"What is it, baby bro?"
He pointed at the sink doors again and I decided to take a closer look. 
"What the...?" I said as I noticed something sticking out.
"Is that a letter...?"
Wakko opened the doors and suddenly, a bunch of letters poured out!  They weren't just any old letters either, they were fan mail.  That pile was huge!  It was almost as big as those sink doors.  Anyways, Wakko and I took a look at the letters and we realized something.
"These...these are all for Dot!" said Wakko. 
We opened a few letters and began reading through them.  We were so shocked with what we had read.  I said,
"These letters...they all talk about how much they love Dot!"
Wakko then turned to Imposter Dot, who looked so embarrassed that we had found these letters.
"You hid them, didn't you?!"
"That's right.  My colleagues and I knew she had a bad fear of judgement and we decided to use that to lower her guard.  So, we snuck into the mail department and went through every single letter addressed to Dot.  We took away all the letters telling her how much they loved her and left all the letters telling her how much they hated her.  I had the good letters with me and while you two were sleeping, I hid them underneath that sink.  Why the sink? No one looks there!"
We were quite shocked when we heard that.  I then said,
"Wait a minute...THAT'S why Dot's mailbag was smaller than usual!  I thought it was because she didn't receive much mail and those bad letters were all she received!  Wakko, we gotta take these to her!"
"What's the point?  You don't even know where she is!" said Imposter Dot.
Wakko replied with,
"But we'll look for her!  And we'll find her too!"
I then said,
"Wakko, pack as many letters as you can into your gag bag.  And make sure you finish getting ready for tonight"
"Sure thing, Yakko!"

Evening finally rolled around. We were ready. Wakko grabbed his gag bag and mallet and I had my mallet too. Luckily at this point, Imposter Dot had fallen asleep, so we were able to sneak out of the water tower.
"Here we come, baby sister!" said Wakko.
Luckily, tomorrow was our day off, so we had no problem leaving Warner Bros. As we exited the studio, we began running north. We figured that that was probably where they took Dot. As we were running, I was wondering to myself,
"How far DID they take Dot? I know she's not in Burbank anymore, but is she even in California at the moment?"
We ended up running north for about two hours straight. Wakko and I were quite worried about Dot, especially Wakko. He told me,
"Oh, I hope Dot's doing alright..."
I responded with,
"Don't worry, Wakko. We're gonna save her and we will NOT give up until she's home with us"
"But keep in mind that our imposters have been with her for the past week. What's been going on? Have they done anything to her? I just want to see her happy again...especially with what she's been through..."
We stopped running at that point because Wakko was now getting really worried to the point where he was tearing up a little. I ended up hugging him while saying,
"Hey, hey, hey...Wakko...we're gonna get to her...and we're gonna get all of this sorted out...I want to see our baby sister happy as well. I'm just glad that we knew there was something up with Imposter Dot, even if no one else listened to us. I promise you that we'll give those imposters what they deserve if they did ANYTHING to her"
"Y-you really mean it, big brother?"
"Hey, when have I ever broke a promise? In the meantime, let's keep running!"
"Thanks, Yakko. Let's go!"

We stopped hugging and we kept on running north. But after about another hour of running, I suddenly stopped. Wakko noticed this and screeched to a halt.
"Wait, what is it?" he asked.
"I thought I heard some footsteps other than ours"
"Really? Where?"
"Uhhhhhhhh, right over there"
I pointed to the west. We turned that direction and we suddenly saw two pairs of red eyes. I shouted,
"Who goes there??"
Wakko and I both got our mallets out. Wakko then shouted,
"You better come out!"
Suddenly, two toons that looked just like me and Wakko, only with futuristic clothing and the same dark red eyes as Imposter Dot, came out. My imposter said,
"Well, well, well. Look what we have here"
Imposter Wakko added on with,
"The Warner Brothers themselves. On their way to rescue the Warner Sister, aka, our prisoner"
"You better tell us where she is!" said Wakko
My imposter then said,
"Classified"
"IF YOU DON'T TELL US, WE'LL FIGHT YOU!!"
"That may sound nice, but I have a better idea. Why don't we fight you instead?"
"Uh oh..."
The imposters then got our their mallets, which looked quite technologic.
"Let's dance, shall we?" said Imposter Wakko.

We charged towards each other with our mallets out. When we got close to each other, we began whacking each other. We got plenty of good whacks, especially Wakko since using a mallet is practically his bread and butter. However, as much as I hate to admit it, the imposters were really skilled with their mallets. I ended up shouting,
"WHY DON'T YOU FIGHT ME LIKE A TOON YOU COWARD?!"
My imposter replied with,
"I know you are, but what am I?"
I screamed and began whacking my mallet even harder. Meanwhile with Wakko, I overheard him scream,
"TELL ME WHERE OUR SISTER IS! NOW!!!"
"NEVER!!!" screamed Imposter Wakko.
As we kept smashing each other with our mallets, Wakko and I ended up getting some injuries, since we were getting smashed by technologic metal mallets. Though luckily, the imposters were getting some injuries as well thanks to how well we can use our mallets. We kept on screaming at each other as we battled it out.  Though as we kept getting more injuries, we did get slightly weaker.  But we kept on persisting because this was all for Dot.

After about an hour of battling each other, my imposter shouted,
"STOP!!"
We all stopped and at that point, Wakko and I had a bit of bruises and markings from being whacked multiple times. But we were pretty mad. I asked
"Why are we stopping?!"
"Oh, it's very simple. You guys are very skilled with your mallets"
"What does that have to do with ANYTHING?!"
"Shut up! Anyways, we would like to see your mallets"
"Why?!" asked Wakko.
"You guys already HAVE mallets!"
"Oh we know that" said Imposter Wakko.
"We just want to take a look at them. You guys are SO much better with your mallets than we are with ours"
I told Wakko,
"I dunno...this is quite fishy to me"
"If you let us see your mallets, we'll tell you where the prisoner-!"
My imposter then elbowed imposter Wakko.
"I-I mean your sister! Is. Do we have a deal?"
Wakko and I did quite some thinking. I know they're gonna do something. But on the other hand, Dot is more important. I said,
"Ugh! Alright, fine. But you HAVE to tell us where Dot is, deal?"
"Oh, you won't have to worry about that", said my imposter, who's smirking at this point.

The imposters dropped their mallets and we hand them our mallets. They feel them and Imposter Wakko says,
"Ah, very nice wood. Very well crafted, indeed"
Then suddenly, WHAM! The imposters gave me and Wakko a very hard whack with our own mallets! Since we were already pretty hurt at that point, this was enough to make us fall down and pass out. As I fell down, I managed to say,
"Called...it...!"
Before I closed my eyes and completely passed out, I managed to hear my imposter say,
"Perfect. We got them..."