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Princess Angie of Warnerstock didn't think this was going to be a very fun day. Her mother, Queen Angelina, had arranged for five knights to compete in a contest for her hand in marriage. None of them looked promising: Sir Clucksalot looked suspiciously like a chicken, a giant chicken (but the Queen hadn't believed her daughter when she pointed this out). Sir Mime of Acme Falls was, well, a mime. Sir Head of Skull couldn't talk. The tiny Sir Brain of Acme Falls claimed to be a mouse who only wanted to marry her so that he could rule the country (Angie was sure that all of the other knights did; at least this one was honest about it). And as for Sir William the Zany, Angie wasn't sure what she thought of him. He looked like a perfect match for her: they both had furry black bodies, tails, beady black eyes, red noses, and spooky white faces, but looks might be deceiving.

The challenge was simple: the knights had to keep themselves from being roasted by a fire-breathing dragon, without slaying him (he was a rental). To Angie's smug satisfaction, Sir Clucksalot was exposed as a giant chicken when the dragon's fire-breath melted off his armour. Sir Mime pretended to use a hose on the dragon's fire; needless to say, that didn't work. Sir Head of Skull's head fell off. Next up was Sir William the Zany.

To Angie's surprise (and slight amusement), Sir William turned himself into an ice cream vendor.

"Ice cream!" he called. "Get your ice cream here! An ice cream for you, sir?" he asked the puzzled dragon.

The dragon nodded, and was given a cone with a thousand scoops of ice cream, which he swallowed whole. When he tried to breathe fire at William, it turned into ice.

He's clever! Angie thought admiringly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner!" Queen Angelina announced.

Sir William blushed through his fur as Angie approached him, her eyes heart-shaped.

"Hellooo future bridegroom!" She kissed his cheek, and he melted.

"Young people," Queen Angelina said disdainfully. "Go figure."


"Come, Pinky," Sir Brain said dejectedly to his squire. "We must prepare for tomorrow night."

"Gee, Brain, what are we going to do tomorrow night?"

"The same thing we do every night, Pinky: try to take over the kingdom, and then the world!"

They're Pinky, they're Pinky and the Brain!