Anywhere But Burbank

Chapter 27: The Nelson and Mr. Plotz

Carrie was scrolling through her online profile, looking at her recent post. Suddenly, Crakko waddled over to her and showed her a photo of her and Mr. Plotz striking a deal with each other. "Aww Crakko. I was wondering where this was. This here is your families old boss, Mr. Thaddeus Plotz." She points to him in the photo. "I was so naïve back then.." Crakko began to wonder. "First Meeting.. Okay?" He asked her with his broken speech and Carrie began to think about that day. "It was an interesting first meeting, I can tell you that much sweetheart. He was.. rather surprised to see me."

(Flashback.)

The Warner Siblings and Carrie all reach to Mr. Plotz office after the whole tour of the studios. "And finally, we reach the office of the man behind it all, Mr. Plotz. He is usually nice when we're not causing mayhem." Yakko tells Carrie as she scratches her head a little. She approaches the door but Dot took her hand, pulling her back a little bit. "I think it is best to not disturb him right now." Carrie pulled her hand away from Dot. "Oh nonsense. I should make a first impression on the man. After all I am an executive's daughter." Wakko was having a drink before he does a spit take. "What?" He asked her before the siblings began making the connections.

"Hold on.. Nelson.. executive... Any relation to Daniel Nelson by any chance?" Dot questions before she nodded. "Guilty." Carrie went in the office and closed the door behind her. "Um excuse me sir?" She approached the desk as Mr. Plotz turned around. "Who are you and why are you with THEM, kid? Get out before I get you out." He told her and Carrie sat in the chair in front of the desk. "Oh gee. Not even giving me a chance to explain myself and how I'm here. Just like how you didn't give my father a chance either." She crossed her arms, giving off a similar look like her father would.

"Wait.. The hair, the demeanor.. Carrie?" Mr. Plotz looked closer at her and she rubbed her arm gently. "Yeah sir. Look, you must have so many questions.. I'll get to them here and now." The two continued to talk to each other, with Plotz asking her many questions and Carrie answering them as simple as she could. "I can't believe I am saying this but it's good to see you here little Carrie." Plotz shook her hand. Carrie finally mustered up her courage to finally speak out about the siblings. She took a deep breath in and out and spoke out, loud and clear.

"Sir, When I came here, I had nothing but a suitcase full of my things, the clothes on my back and a sense of where I was going. As I came closer to this place of stay, I grew tired. I didn't think my father's final wish of me going here would ever seize me." Some of the people in the main office building turned to hear the noise. The siblings leaned on the door to listen as well. "Then I fainted from the exhaustion.. And the Warner Siblings found me and took me in. They got me back on my own two feet. So please. Just give me and them a chance to change for the better. They helped me when I needed it, that has to count for something right?"

Mr. Plotz looked down at the desk. He knew what her father would have wanted, since he was trying to get the funds to greenlight a show for the Warner Siblings. Now his own daughter is here to finish what he had started. After a couple of minutes of thought, Mr. Plotz came back to his senses. "Fine. I'll give you and them a chance to prove it worthy. You better not screw this up, Ms. Nelson." "I'm glad that we can come to an agreement sir. You have a good day now, I gotta get back to the siblings." Carrie walked out of the door and then looked back at him. "Oh. And hey, thanks." she closes the door and looked at the siblings.

(End.)

Carrie hangs the photo with a thumbtack onto the pin board above her art gallery. "There. It fits perfectly." She sits down at her station and looked at all of the supplies around her. Crakko sat in her lap. "Ooh. Paint!" Carrie picked up some pencils and looked down at Crakko. "Let's make something." With a swift hand, Carrie began to make a sketch. She didn't know what she wanted to make, but surprises to her lead to more extraordinary things.