Just a quick note. This chapter takes place before the Christmas chapter.

Fun fact: While writing this, I miss-remembered Dot's full name and almost wrote an entire chapter calling her Angelica instead of Angelina.

(Also, I found out that it apparently doesn't snow in North Hollywood... Whoops )


The feeling of the toon-proof net was one Dot was used to by now. They'd capture her and her big brothers, lock them behind the logo of the water tower and leave them there. It was a normal event by now.

Or…it used to be. So why…

Why was she in a net now?! And where were her brothers? The net jostled her and she turned to glare at the person carrying the net. The person wasn't someone she recognized, but what she did recognize was the looming tower straight ahead. No… No way this was happening!

She reached behind her, desperately trying to access her hammerspace. Maybe she hadn't gotten as much practice as Wakko, but she still knew how to pull out a thing or two, and right now she needed scissors! Nothing worked… It didn't work! She couldn't use her hammerspace and the tower was getting closer!

It was too late. Dot was ruthlessly thrown in the tower, net and all. Her captor stood by the closing door, watching Dot struggle to get out of the net.

The figure laughed. "Aww…Don't look like that, Dottie." it said. Dot couldn't even tell if the voice was male or female. "You should've known better, little Dottie." Stop calling her that! She hated that name! Why couldn't she speak? "Poor Dottie put her trust in a toon again, and was betrayed…again. Did you really think that cat and dog were gonna be different, little Dottie girl? Poor you…"

Dot finally escaped the net and rushed for the door. It slammed closed in her face.

"No!" Dot finally found her voice again. "No! Let me out! I'll be good, I promise!" She banged on the door as hard as her non-toon powered fists could. "Please!"

"Dot, please…" Dot startled at the broken voice of her eldest brother. "Don't make it harder than it already is."

Why was Yakko here? He hadn't been there earlier had he? Oh gosh, it was so dark. Why was it so dark? Where's Yakko? Wakko? Why were they back in the tower? Where were Kassie and Andy? They couldn't have… No… No! NOO!

Dot startled awake with a jolt, gasping for breath. Was that…just a dream? She glanced around the room in a frantic panic. Still half awake, she couldn't recognize her surroundings. It was too dark to see. Too dark. Too dark! Throwing the covers off herself, she rushed to the door and swung it open. The hallway…it was still too dark!

She rushed around the hallway and took a sharp right where she saw the wall end. Her body slammed straight into a baby-gate by the stairs. Nononononono! She had to get out. Out. Out! Out of the dark tower! She frantically pulled at the baby-gate, but it didn't budge. She kept pulling it until she'd exhausted herself, which was when her mind started to clear a little. All of a sudden, she recognized her surroundings again. She recognized the baby-gate as the one Andy and Kassie decided to buy after her, Yakko and Wakko's tumble down the stairs. That meant… That meant she was still home. No one gave her back to the studio. This wasn't the tower. She wasn't betrayed again.

The exhausted girl fell on the floor, leaning her back against the baby-gate as she hugged her knees. Her nightmare played back in her mind and that little 'What if' voice wouldn't leave her thoughts. What if it would happen? What if the dream was a possible future? What if it already happened and this was a dream?

What if - "Dot?" - Kassie and Andy were planning - "Dot?" - to give them back and lock them up and - "Dot!" - leave them and - "DOT!"

When two hands took hold of her shoulders, Dot startled and struggled away from them. She wouldn't be caught! She was strong! She could kick their a-

"Dot? Hey, hey Dot. It's me. It's Andy." the voice belonging to the hands spoke. "Dot, darling, it's safe. You're safe, baby girl." Wait, she knew that voice. That was… "Come on, Dottie, talk to me."

A-andy? "D-don't call me Dottie." Dot weakly whimpered through sobs.

Andy let out a sigh of relief. "There she is." He placed his hands on her cheeks, wiping away the tears even though they'd only be replaced by more. "What's wrong, sweetie? Why are you crying?"

It took a few hiccups before Dot could answer. "N-nightmare…" She curled up tighter as she recalled what happened in her dream. "Bad one…"

"Hey now, don't cry, kiddo." Andy said softly, wiping away the new tears again. "You're alright. It wasn't real." He gently pulled her closer, rubbing circles on her back. "Do you wanna talk about it?"

Dot was silent. What was there to talk about? She didn't want confirmation. "You gave us back." she hiccuped. The context wasn't lost on Andy. "You- You made us trust you, just to give us back and lock us up." 'Just like she did.'

"Dot… Hey baby girl, look at me." Dot reluctantly did. "I can promise you one thing right now. And that is that Kassie and I will fight every single person who even thinks about locking you up again." he told her with as much determination as he could manage. "None of you are going back in that tower. Not unless the studio wants to deal with two rampaging toons and a law-suit." He then smiled and booped Dot's nose. "You're staying right here with us, young lady."

Dot yelped as Andy suddenly stood up with her in his arms. He walked her over to her shared bedroom. When Dot saw into the room and noticed just how dark it was, she clung tighter to Andy, something that didn't escape Andy's notice. So he instead pulled the door close and brought Dot to his bedroom.

Dot's grip didn't slacken until the older toon turned on his bedside lamp. "Is there something you're not telling me, Dot?" And then it tensed again.

"No?" That sounded way more like a question then Dot intended, and if Andy's face was any indication, it wasn't very believable either. "It's stupid." she settled for.

"It's not stupid if it scares you." Andy tried to reassure her.

"But it is!" Dot snapped loudly, which Andy had to shush her for. "I gotta be strong. I can't be scared. Especially not of something dumb like the dark…"

The dark, huh? That's not surprising all things considered. "It's completely understandable if you're afraid of the dark. Trust me, I know all about that…" He stared ahead blankly, recalling his own trauma induced fear. "My creator once told me 'Sometimes, the strongest thing you can do is admit that you're afraid'."

"You don't understand…" Dot mumbled. "I'm the youngest, so I have to be strong. If I'm not my brothers will just have another thing to worry about."

"But you don't have to fake being strong." Andy told her. "You're allowed to have moments of weakness. I understand not wanting to put more worry onto someone else, but sometimes it's the best thing you can do." He took a deep breath before continuing. "For example: I have a crippling case of claustrophobia. I didn't want to burden my friends with it, since they had their own worries and issues, so I kept it to myself. It worked out fine, until one day my creator asks me to get something from the storage room. As you can probably imagine, I got locked in." Andy gulped down the fear of that memory. "It took I-don't-even-remember-how-long before someone got me out of there. I wouldn't have gotten into that situation if I'd just told someone."

Dot's ears drooped low after he'd finished the story. "'m sorry."

Andy shook his head. "You don't have to be. Just know that Kassie and I are always here to help, or even just to listen. Okay?"

"…'m scared of the dark…" Dot confessed, half mumbled with her face pressed to Andy's chest. "'s too much like the tower."

That damn tower… One day he was gonna burn it to the ground. Burn the cause of his puppies traumas and fears. "I guess we'll have to get you a nightlight then." Andy uttered softly. "Do you know if Yakko and Wakko are afraid of the dark too?"

Dot shrugged. "Wouldn't surprise me…"

"Well, do you think you can go to sleep in your room like that?" Dot tensed up in his arms. "I didn't think so. Dumb question." Then Andy got an idea. "Maybe a bedtime story would help?" Dot shrugged again, at this point she was willing to try anything.

Once upon a time, in a kingdom far away, lay a village. And in that village grew a beautiful pink and golden flower. It was very special to the villagers, as there hardly grew any flowers there.

Then one day, the villagers woke up to a baby crying. They found that the flower had grown overnight, and a baby girl that lay right in the middle of the now-open petals.

A kind lady decided to take the baby and raise her as her own. And she named the baby Dot.

"What? No! Name her something else! Something cuter!"

"Okay, okay. What did you have in mind?"

"Ehm… Oh! Like Louisa! Or-or Francesca! Oh! No, no, no wait! Angelina!"

"Alright then, Dot."

So the lady named the baby Angelina. As Angelina grew older, she became a bit of an odd one. The villagers were confused when Angelina constantly referred to herself as a princess. The lady who raised her wasn't of royal blood. But Angelina was convinced she was a princess. A princess in rags, but still a princess.

The village children would always tell her; "You're not a princess!"

To which Angelina would say; "Oh! I'm sorry. I didn't know you were the expert on princesses, your jerkness."

"Nice one, Dot." Though the princess was happy, she always felt like something was missing. Like something wasn't right.

In the village there also lived a cranky old man, who didn't like Angelina. So when he overheard her telling her mother that she felt like something was missing from her, he used it to his advantage.

One day, he approached the princess. "Hello there, Angelina. Beautiful day, is it not?" he grinned. "Say, have you heard of the Heart's Treasure?"

"The Heart's Treasure?" Angelina asked. "What's that?" "A dumb name for one." "*chuckle* Rude little brat."

"Why, it's a treasure that lies in the far beyond. It's said to gift whoever finds it their heart's deepest desire."

Maybe this was the answer, Angelina thought. Maybe with this treasure, she could find out what was missing. "Where is the far beyond?"

"Oh! Why it's through the Withering Woods, passed the Raging River and found in the Field of the Lost."

That was all Angelina needed to go on her way. Even though she knew that the Withering Woods were said to be dangerous, she wasn't afraid. She arrived at the edge of the woods and-

"-And met a young handsome guy there who looked just like her, except taller and less cute."

Andy and Dot looked up at the person who interrupted the story. They found Yakko standing by the doorway, Wakko waving sheepishly next to him.

"Hello boys. Shouldn't you be in bed?" Andy questioned them.

"Shouldn't you and Dot?" Yakko countered.

Andy chuckled. "Cheeky brat." He shook his head. "I'm guessing you want in on the bedtime story, then?"

The brothers nodded and climbed onto the bed, making themselves comfortable. Andy thanked his luck that Kassie wasn't a light sleeper.

"Let's see, where was I?" Andy thought for a moment. "Oh, right!"

Angelina reached the edge of the woods and was about to enter, when a mysterious strangers called for her to stop.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold on there, little missy." "I don't sound like that!" "Hush Yakko, it's just a story." The stranger stepped out of the bushes. He looked just like Angelina, but taller and less cute. "That's my line!" "You're the one who suggested it." "What exactly do you think you're doing?"

"I need to get through the Withering Woods." Angelina told the stranger. "I have to find the treasure in the Field of the Lost."

"You know no one ever makes it through the woods without a guide, right?" the stranger said. "They'll get lost, or tricked by the creatures who live there, or worse." Then all of a sudden, the stranger had a big smile on his face. "Luckily for you, I can get you through, but I'll need something in return."

"Like what?" Angelina asked.

"Well, uuhhhh…-" "You're doing it wrong. It's uuuhhhhh…" "I was thinking a bit of that treasure of yours would hurt."

They shook hands on it. "It's a deal."

"The name's Yakko, by the way." the stranger introduced himself.

"And I'm Princess Angelina." "Too long. I'm just gonna call you Dot, said Yakko." "Yakko!" "Yes, sister sib?" Andy shook his head, guess that's part of the story now.

And so, Yakko led the princess through the woods, avoiding as many dangers as possible. It went well, until they met the eyes of a troll right by the exit of the woods.

"If you want get passed me, you must answer these riddles three."

Yakko pushed Angelina behind him. "Leave him to me. I grew up in these woods, I know exactly how to take him." He stepped up to the troll. "Barney, old buddy. How are you doing? Listen, me and my companion over there need to get passed, so uuuhhhh… Could you just step aside for a moment?"

"If you want get passed me, you must answer these riddles three." the troll repeated.

"Uhuh. Uhuh. I hear ya. But here's the thing." Yakko got a dangerous glint in his eyes. "Do you really wanna go down that route again? Remember the last time you tried your riddles on me, buddy? Do you really need a repeat of that? Because I'll happily help you."

The troll gulped. "N-no, prince Yakko. Please, none of the head hurty anymore. I won't cheat again." he stepped aside, allowing the duo to pass. "Go on through."

So Yakko and Angelina "Dot." "Angelina!" exited the woods safely.

"Hey, how come Yakko's a prince?" "Maybe because I'm incredibly charming?" "In your dreams."

"Well, I'm not sure." Yakko answered the prince question. "All I know is that I was born from a flower in the Withering Woods and the others who live there started calling me prince." "Lame." "…Rude."

Their journey continued on safely until they came across the Raging River. Yakko dipped his hand in the water, to feel how fast and strong the current was, but instead was pushed back by a burst of water. You see, the water of the Raging River was alive and it never allowed anyone to pass.

"How are we supposed to cross this?" Yakko asked.

"Maybe we should ask nicely?" Angelina suggested.

Yakko looked at her as if she'd grown a second head. "Did she?" "No.""You really think that'll work?"

"Better than you'd think." a strange voice said from behind them. The duo looked behind them, finding a boy sitting in a tree. "Hi there." He waved at them. "Is that me?" "You didn't think I'd leave you out, now did you?"

The boy jumped out of the tree, walking up to the duo. "I can help you across. I was born by the river, so it listens to me."

"By any chance, was he born from a flower?"

"Well, yeah. I was." the boy answered Yakko's question. "I'm Wakko, by the way."

"I'm Yakko, and this here is-" "Dot." "Angelina!""Oh come on, sis. All of us keep our real names."

Wakko walked back to the tree, pulling a sturdy wooden bridge from behind it. It definitely hadn't been there before. "Faboo! Just like my hammerspace!" He walked it over to the edge of the river and whistled sharply.

The water rose and seemed to glare at Wakko, but he wasn't afraid. "Excuse me, Raging River, but can you calm down so we can cross?"

The water listened immediately, so Angelina, Yakko and Wakko crossed the river safely. After Wakko hid the bridge behind another tree, the duo invited him to join them for the treasure. "How come I had to ask and Wakko just gets invited?" "Because." "That's not a reason, Dot." "Hey, hey, calm down kids. It's just a story. Anyway-"

So the trio finally made it to the Field of the Lost. It was surrounded by a huge fence, but that couldn't stop them. Neither could the knight who was guarding the entrance. After shaking of the guard, the trio spread out to look for the treasure. However, they came up empty handed.

A knight spotted the children and immediately caught them, holding them at sword-point. "Halt!" he said. "You are trespassing on sacred grounds! State your purpose!"

"We-we were just looking for the treasure." Angelina told him. "A man from my village told me that there was a treasure here."

"Treasure? There is no treasure here." the knight informed them. "Now scram-"

"My knight, wait!" The knight lowered his sword at the queens call. The queen walked up to the children, kneeling down in front of them. "What was this about a treasure?"

Angelina told the queen the entire story. How the man from her village said that there was a treasure that would give you your heart's deepest desire.

"Well. I suppose that story is half true." the queen said. "These-" she gestured to the field around her. "-used to be the Fields of birth. Whenever a queen desired a child, they would simply have to wish for it in the fields and one would be born from its flowers."

"Used to be?" Wakko asked.

The queen nodded solemnly. "Many years ago, a foul maiden of the castle grew jealous and wished for a child of her own. But when she did not get what she wanted, she burned the field. She stole the seeds of the birth flowers and fled." she sighed. "The maiden was caught, but many seeds were lost and the field had lost it's magic. No matter how hard we wish now, no child is ever born from the flowers in the field."

"But…But I was born from a flower!" Angelina exclaimed. "And so are they!"

The queen looked shocked. "Truly? That's a pretty bold claim. May I see prove of that?"

"Prove?"

"Yes." The queen took off her glove, showing the children a flower shaped patch on the palm of her hand. "Like this."

The children each showed their similar marks. Yakko showed the one he found years ago on the underside of his foot. Wakko pulled down his shirt to show the mark on his chest. And Angelina removed her own glove, showing the mark on the back of her hand.

The queen was ecstatic. They really were flower-children. With no further hesitation, the queen led the children into her palace, where the children would be well taken care of for the foreseeable future.

And the mean villager? Well, he got his just deserts when he discovered that the child he tried to get rid of was now a tried and true princess.

"But of course, the queen didn't take care of the children all by herself. She had her lovely knight to help her every step of the way. And pretty soon, the princes and princess watched their new mother marry the knight, who now officially became their father. And they lived happily ever after."

Andy snorted softly. "You just had to, didn't you Kass?"

As drowsy as she was, Kassie couldn't help but smile cheekily. "Come on, hon. We both know the knight and queen are gonna marry at some point."

The children were now fast asleep in Andy and Kassie's bed. The pair adjusted the kids' as well as their own position in bed as to fit all of them.

"I personally think my knight would be a great king, and dad." Kassie murmured sleepy.

Turning off the bedside lamp, Andy smiled. "And I personally think my queen makes a great mom."

"Mhmm… Not unless the kids are okay with it, though."

Little did they know, as they were drowsing off, that the siblings were still somewhat awake. 'Mom and dad, huh…' they all smiled. 'That doesn't sound half bad.'


(Little did they know the Warners were okay with it, whoop!)