Hello fellow readers, I'm back with the sequel to WFRR: Maddy's story. Now just a warning to you all that this story may take a while to publish chapters because of school coming up, so I'll might not get everything published everyday like the last story.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy the start of this sequel.

And keep on reading!

Chapter 1

Darkness, that's all I'm seeing. I was standing in a dark abyss. The first thing I remember was going to bed after a hard shift from my job, then the next thing I'm standing here for no reason.

"Hello," my voice echoed around the darkness. "Anybody here?"

I walked through the darkness, while walking I kept calling out.

"Uncle Eddie!? Greasy?! Delores?!" I stopped and looked around; I felt my stomach tightening. "Anyone…"

I remembered this feeling when I got separated from my dad and Uncle Eddie back in Toon Town, but it felt different. My guessing is that I'm not so scared as I was long ago.

Maddy…

I froze, the hairs on my back rose from hearing that ghostly voice. The voice echoed around. The voice sounded…familiar like I've heard him before. It had a high octave in its voice, and it sound crazed.

Maddy…

I looked around the darkness, trying to find the source of the voice.

"Who are you? Show yourself?" I said.

Suddenly, a high screeching laugh boomed throughout the abyss. I covered my ears to cover the noise.

"I'm coming for you Valiant…I'm coming for you and the ones you care about!" The voice boomed around me.

That voice…I know who it is. The moment he laughed; a memory popped into my head from a few months ago. Seeing those burning red eyes…

Judge Doom.

I jolted awake from my bed. My long hair was a mess, and I could barely see what's around me. I leaned over to my bedside table and grabbed my glasses. I looked at my alarm clock and it read 5:30 AM. I groaned. This was the fifth time this month of having these strange dreams. I don't know why I'm getting them. All I remember from the dream was hearing that high squeaky laugh. I shivered, Judge Dooms voice echoed through my head, saying that he's coming for me and the ones I care about.

That's impossible, Judge Doom is dead. How can he swore revenge on me and destroy my friends and family? I don't know.

With no way of getting back to bed now, I pulled the covers off of me. I looked over at my desk and saw Squeaky snoring away in his basket bed with a pink cushion in it. I shook my head, I knew that Squeaky was a heavy sleeper, but I didn't know that heavy. I climbed down a spinning staircase and headed toward the kitchen.

5 months after solving the Acme Murder, Uncle Eddie decided to let me live in my own apartment in the same building as him. It may not be as big as I want it to be, but I called it home. It has a bed on a 'top floor' made of strong metal, a small kitchen area with an oven and stovetop, a small living room where I usually do my art, and a large window with a fire escape. Eddie would help me pay my rent because the job I have now doesn't give me enough to pay it all.

I filled my tea kettle with water and put it on the stove. I turned the heat on the stove, and let the water warm up a little bit. I then took out a blue mug and a chamomile tea pouch and put it in my mug. When the water was whistling through the kettle, I turned off the stove, carefully poured the hot water in my mug, and moved my tea pouch in the water. I threw away the pouch when the tea was ready. I took a seat on my pale green couch, covered myself with my beige blanket, and got comfortable.

I took a sip of my chamomile, it was hot, but I sipped it anyway. I still can't stop thinking about the dream I had last night. About Judge Doom, he was the man who murdered not only Marvin Acme, but also R.K. Maroon because that maniac wanted to build a freeway. I mean, that was a crazy idea right?! Doom even killed my father when he robbed at Toon Towns bank… I wanted to talk to someone about it, but who? Who would believe me?

Greasy may still be asleep at Toon Town. Our relationship to each other has grown over the past few months, so I knew I could talk to him. I guess it could be awkward to tell him about his former boss. After Doom's 'death', the Toon Patrol were sent to court in both Toon Town, and here in LA. I even helped them to prove that they were not guilty like they helped me back then. I knew they didn't mean any of those things they did back then. Would it be bad to talk to Greasy? We promised each other we would tell each other everything.

Eddie may not believe me because he saw Doom getting killed by the DIP. I know it would be a hard subject to go through because Doom killed Dad three long years ago, and he may not believe me at all. Living here with him, I promised him I can tell him anything if something was on my chest like stress at school, work, or relationship issues (if he found out that Greasy broke my heart, Eddie would go after him and try to kill him even without the DIP).

I sighed; I didn't know what to do. I was about to take another sip when a knock came from my door. I jumped, spilling a little bit of my tea on my blanket. I didn't expect any company this early in the morning. Weird.

I put my mug on the small coffee table in front of me, placed my blanket on the couch, and headed toward the door. I went to my closet and pulled my thin mint green robe and let it hang on my shoulders. Even though I was wearing a black tank top and white with tiny black star pajama pants, I'm not comfortable of seeing people in my PJs.

I went to my door and looked at the peep hole on the door. I didn't see anyone. Strange, unless… I opened the door and looked down.

"Smarty?"

Smarty was in front of my apartment door. He was wearing his pink zoot suit, his large pink hat, hot pink tie with a diamond in the center, and his white spats on his feet.

"Mornin' Maddy, sorry if I 'yoke' ya."

"No, you didn't, I was up." I opened the door a bit more. "Please come in."

Smarty came in and stood in the living room. He looked like he was inspecting my apartment.

"Are you by yourself Smarty?" I asked, locking the door.

"Yeah," Smarty turned to me. "Thought of starting the day early, the others are still asleep."

I nodded. "You like tea?"

"You have coffee?"

"Yes, I'll put the coffee maker on."

I went to the counter and pulled out my coffee maker and took out two types of coffee from the cabinet.

"Regular or Decaf?"

"Regular," Smarty answered in the distance.

I put the decaf away and put two and half spoons of regular coffee in the maker. I filled up the water area, then pressed the red button. I went to the coffee table, and my tea was cold already. I dumped out my tea in the sink and cleaned my mug. While the coffee was making, I took out a white mug from the pantry and placed it next to the coffee maker.

"This is a nice 'niece' Maddy,"

I looked over my shoulder, and saw Smarty looking at a recent canvas I painted. It was a landscape painting of Downtown Toon Town. It was nighttime, so it had the moon up, the face-like buildings filled with bright lights, and a few toons were walking down the sidewalks.

"Thanks Smarty," I said, pouring coffee in both mugs. "I didn't know you were interested in art."

"Not really," he said with uncertainty. "I just found your paintings 'clinique' and seemed to catch my eye."

"That's so sweet Smarty, thank you."

I brought both mugs filled with coffee and placed the white one in front of Smarty who took a seat on the couch. I sat on the end opposite of Smarty on the couch. There was awkward silence between us, I didn't know how to start a conversation with Smarty. I looked over and Smarty took a sip of his coffee.

"This is good coffee Maddy." Smarty said looking at his mug. "Good and strong."

"Thanks," I took a sip of mine, and let the strong liquid go through my throat. "So how are you and the others doing?"

Smarty looked over at me. "Everyone's good. It's our day off today, so we don't have much to do. What about you?"

"Nothing much. I have winter break so no school until January 12th. All I'm doing is catching up on work and painting a little bit." I gestured to my other canvas that was next to my finished one of Toon town. It didn't have much on it, but only the background, which is just a collage of light and dark blues.

Smarty nodded and took another sip of his coffee. He looked up at me with puzzlement. "Is that all?"

I raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, why do you ask?"

"Well, I've heard from Greasy you looked like you didn't get enough 'sheep' one day."

"Oh," I felt my cheeks heat up. "Greasy told you about that?"

"Yeah, and that's not all," Smarty continued. "Every time we come visit you, you looked to be in a different world like you were 'say-dreaming'."

"Oh…" I looked down at my mug, he caught me.

Smarty put down his mug and looked at me in the eye. He gently took my chin and made me look at him, his facial features changed to concern. "Maddy, what's going on?"

I gulped, Smarty wants to know what's going on, but should I tell him? What if he reacts if I remind him of Doom? I don't want him to get mad…

"Maddy," Smarty said still holding my chin. "You know you can tell me anything. Remember when you were little, that I promised you can tell me anything that's bothering you?"

I gulped. "Yes."

"Yeah, and you know you can tell Greasy about this too ya know. He's worried about ya and-"

"SMARTY!"

We jumped and turned to the front door; the door was jiggling very violently. Suddenly, the door dropped down, and Greasy barged into the room looking mad as a hornet. His hat was down a little too down, and his greased hair had spiked ends. Even his eyes were burning red with fury.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME OR TELL ME THAT YOU WERE GOING TO VISIT CARIÑO?!" Greasy yelled, slamming Smarty onto the floor. He was holding Smarty on the neck like he was going to strangle him.

Smarty coughed. "I wanted to leave the house first anyway and thought of visiting Maddy in the process. I left that note on the 'downer' didn't you see it?!"

"Yeah, but you should have brought me first!" Greasy kept a firm grip on Smarty, and Smarty was choking and coughing.

I gasped. "Greasy, stop that!"

Greasy looked behind and saw me. He gasped, and his cheeks were turning red. His eyes turned from red to normal.

"Sorry Maddy," Greasy said letting go of Smarty. "I guess I got carried away."

"Uh, yeah!" I exclaimed, then pointed toward the door that was on the black and white tiled floor. "And you owe me a new door!"

Greasy's cheeks became redder by the second, even his whole face was turning from his dark brown fur to burgundy red. He hid his face under his green hat, so he wasn't looking at me. I sighed, sometimes Greasy can get carried away now that we're a couple. As much as I love his protectiveness, he can be a little overprotective. One time while I was at the park by myself sketching trees, he thought I was being followed by some guy (which was actually true), and literally tried to finish the guy off. Luckily, the police were there, and they arrested the man before Greasy could do anything. We were lucky that the police gave Greasy a warning, and I was happy that Greasy cared for my wellbeing, but he shouldn't let his anger go out every time he thinks I'm in danger.

I sighed again. "Greasy, as much as I love that you came over." I stood up, and helped Smarty up to his feet. "But you shouldn't get mad at Smarty for not bringing you along with him. Besides, Smarty is just a friend, and I would never do anything that could affect our relationship now."

"Uh Maddy, what are you talking about?! I only came by to see you that's all!" Smarty exclaimed with his cheeks becoming rosy.

I looked down at Smarty with a small glare. "Yes I understand Smarty, but I'm just saying that we were talking like the friends we were back then." I then looked at Greasy. "And that was it Greasy, we just talking like friends. I would never betray you if that is what you were thinking."

That's it, I have to tell him the truth. I can't keep it bottled up now. Now that Greasy is here now, and from what Smarty told me, he's worried about my wellbeing. I need to tell him why I have been tired all this time.

I sighed. "The truth is," I sat down on a recliner that was close to the couch. "There is something I should tell you guys…But I don't think you're going to like it."

Greasy took his spot on the couch where I was sitting, and Smarty took his usual spot as well.

"What is it muchacha?" Greasy asked with concern in his voice.

I sighed. Here goes nothing. I looked at the two weasels. "Guys, the reason I have been tired all this time…is because I have been having these strange dreams."

The weasels raised their eyebrows.

"That's it?" Smarty asked like I was out of my mind. "Dreams?"

"Smarty," Greasy hissed at Smarty, that was the first time Greasy said his first name (technically second since he exclaimed Smarty's name when he broke down my door). He then looked at me. "Anything else?"

"Yes," I answered, playing with my strap of my robe. "These dreams, they felt more like nightmares. In the nightmares, I was in an endless dark space, and I was alone. Not only that, but when I said who was there, I heard this high squeaky laugh."

The weasels looked at each other funny, then Greasy told me to continue.

"Guys…that voice…I think it was Judge Dooms voice, and he said he's coming for me...and the ones I care about."

I paused and looked away; I didn't want to see the weasels looking angry at me. As much as I didn't like that they worked with Judge Doom, I didn't want to think of it.

"That's it?" I looked up, and saw Smarty giving me a puzzled look. "That's the reason why you've been so tired?"

I slowly nodded. "Yeah…"

"Por qué no nos dijiste cariño?" Greasy asked in Spanish with concern in his voice.

"Because I thought they were just dreams that would go away in an instance. That, and I wasn't sure if you would be comfortable if I reminded you two of Judge Doom since he was your boss…" I looked back down and rubbed my eyes. I wasn't crying or anything, just tired…even though I had regular coffee not long ago.

I heard slow footsteps coming toward me, but I didn't react to it. Suddenly, I felt someone taking my hands. I relaxed my hands, but I kept my eyes closed. I didn't want to look at anyone.

"Mi amor," I opened my eyes, and I saw Greasy holding my hands and was standing at the foot of my recliner. "You shouldn't have kept it bottled up like that ever, and you don't have to feel like you couldn't tell us anything that is relatable to Judge Doom."

I looked away, and took it all in. Greasy sounded like he was being super honest with me about this, should I believe it?

"Maddy…" Greasy caressed my cheek. He never said my name ever except when he really needs to. He brought my face up to his, and I looked down at his bright eyes. His eyes were always illuminating because of how dark his fur was. It was the one thing that was attractive of him. Except when he was a pervert back when he was on Dooms side.

Anyway, back to the story.

Greasy brought his snout to my face, and he gave me a passionate kiss that I soon relaxed into. Both of our lips moved in sync, but not too intensely. Sometimes I always fall to Greasy's make out sessions, try to break free, and Greasy brings me back to them. We were like this for a few more seconds until we heard someone clearing there throat.

Greasy and I broke up our kiss, looked over and saw Smarty crossing his arms. He made a disgusted face.

"Really Greasy, making out with your girl in front of me?!" he asked.

Greasy snickered. "It does bother you eh boss?"

"You got a problem with that?" Smarty asked coming up to us.

"Well," Greasy came up to Smarty face to face. "That's what you get for leaving me at headquarters, and not telling me you were going to see muchacha."

"Guys," I said with exhaustion in my voice. "Do you always have to pick fights?"

"Yes," both weasels said at the same time.

I sighed. I yawned, then stretched my back. "Well, I better get back to bed. I've had as much fun as I can handle."

I stood up, then headed toward the stairs that lead to my bed. I stopped then turned to the weasels "Gracias chicos, for the talk."

Both weasels smiled at me.

"De nada, mi amor." Greasy said, then gave me a hug and a quick kiss on the lips.

"Well, we'll see you soon Maddy." Smarty said. He picked up both mine and his mug and put it in the sink.

After lifting my door on its hinges, both weasels left my apartment. When the door finally closed, I giggled. Those guys never changed. Sure there good guys now, but they'll always be themselves no matter what.

I put my robe back in my closet, climbed up the staircase, then plopped myself on my bed. I took off my glasses, then looked at the clock, and it read 6:50 AM. I groaned, thinking that I don't have much time to sleep, but thank goodness I don't have work today.

I covered myself with my blanket, and I drifted off into deep slumber the moment I closed my eyes.

There you have it, chapter 1 is complete. I hope you enjoyed it and don't forget to review, fav, or follow it! :)