Disclaimer: I do not own Yakko, Wakko, Dot or any other Animaniac. They all belong to Warner Bros.
Author's note: I'm not sure if this is gonna work out, or even if I'll see it all the way through. As long as people read and review, I'll try to keep going.

1. Yakko's Dream

It had been a long time since Yakko had had such a vivid dream. The last truly vivid dream he'd had involved him and his two siblings going for a picnic by a sparkling river and a towering mountain. Dot and Yakko had eaten the picnic. Wakko had eaten the mountain.
That dream had all just been a bit of fun, and it hadn't even amounted to anything. But this one was different. It caused Yakko to sit up straight in bed with a small yelp, his hair and skin glistening with a cold sweat. Wakko slept right through, as usual, but Dot was awoken.
"What's wrong?"
"Huh?" Yakko said, sounding panicked, "What? Oh…nothing."
He sunk back down onto his pillow and pulled the sheets up around his chest.
"Are you sure?" Dot's voice came from his right.
"Positive. Go back to sleep, sis."
There was a pause before Dot mumbled, "OK."
Not long after that, a faint snore told Yakko that she'd drifted off. He slithered further down into his bed and pulled the sheets over his head, trying to block out the noises of the night that surrounded him.
Dot! Wakko! Please, come back to me!
His own voice rang in his ears and he clamped his hands over them.
Dot! Wakko!
He curled up into a tight ball.
Please, come back to me!
He gritted his teeth.
Noooo!
He gave himself a headache trying to force himself to sleep.
Please, come back to me! I'm sorry!
He kicked the sheets off his bed and fell to the floor, waking Wakko as well as Dot.
"You can't tell me something's not wrong now, Yakko," Dot said, peering over her bed to see her eldest brother lying there, panting.
"What's happening?" Wakko asked.
"I think Yakko's having nightmares."
"Yes, thank you, Dot," Yakko said through gulps of air, "I can speak for myself, you know."
Wakko jumped down from his bed, "Nightmares?"
Yakko paused then nodded.
"What about? Ooh! Ooh! Do you see yourself drowning in a giant vat of American cheese and then, just as you manage to cling on to an overhead candy bar, a massive hamburger falls on top of your head?"
Yakko didn't even blink, "No, Wakko, that's your nightmare."
"Oh…so what happened in yours?"
Yakko wiped the back of his hand over his forehead, then went over to the sink and poured himself a glass of water, "Nothing. I…I don't really remember it."
Dot! Wakko! Please, come ba-
"So just drop it, OK?"
Dot and Wakko exchanged glances but said nothing more.
"G'night, then," Dot said with an air of conclusion, settling back down into her bed.
"Goodnight, Dot," Wakko replied, kissing his sister on the forehead, "Sweet dreams, Yakko."
The eldest Warner took a deep, shuddering breath and went back to bed.
"Goodnight, sibs."
Please, come back to me! I'm sorry! Noooo!