Beginning of my first multi-chapter fic! Yay! I already have the completed story on my computer, so updates won't take too long. I'm estimating about a week between chapters, to give people time to read and review. The "T" rating is for mild language, and it gets a bit darker in later chapters.

Disclaimer: I do not own Animaniacs. The rights belong to their respectful owners. This story is purely for entertainment purposes only. Plus, I'm scared of lawyers. O.O

Break Down

Yakko sighed as he lugged a way overstuffed bag of groceries across the sprawling Warner Bros. movie lot. If Wakko didn't eat so damn much... Yakko thought to himself, wishing his arms hadn't been drawn so scrawny. The white spot that was his face was turning a light shade of red from the strain of the bag. Both sets of paws hurt and his black fur was drenched in sweat. He let out a breath of relief when he came to the water tower he and his siblings, Wakko and Dot, had lived in for quite some time. They'd been locked up in there for being too zany. When they'd finally gotten out, they somehow managed to get a show called Animaniacs. Sadly, it had been cancelled by some stupid big-headed executive, but Plotz continued to let them live in the water tower, as long as they didn't make too much ruckus.

"I could start the biggest rucks ever, and Plotz still wouldn't notice," Yakko muttered. The studio seemed to think of them as just some toons living on the set, and nothing more. Scratchy and Hello Nurse were the only humans who ever visited them anymore. They occasionally got visits from other toons, but once a toon's show was cancelled, and that same big-headed exec had cancelled most of their friends shows, they usually left the lot for good and got other jobs. The new toons were really weird and didn't seem to like the Warners very much. Thus, the Warner family was pretty much on their own, with Yakko taking most of the responsibilities. He really hated that. He was used to being the authoritative figure in their family, they had no parents and he was the oldest, but the stress was too much to deal with sometimes. Wakko and Dot could be somewhat responsible, but they were still pretty young. He finally managed to climb up the steps to the top of the water tower without dropping anything.

"Note to self: Install escalator for tower." Yakko pants, and then enters.

"Yay, you're back!" Dot exclaims.

"What 'da bring for dinner?" Wakko asks.

"Food." Yakko replies, starting to put everything away. Oh, thanks so much for helping me with these groceries, you wonderful siblings of mine! Yakko sarcastically thinks to himself. He seems to do all the work around here. If, God forbid, something were to happen to him, he doesn't know how well his sibs would manage. And that kinda scares him.

"What kind of food?" Wakko asks again.

"It doesn't really matter, 'cause you'll eat anything. But, for Dot's sake, it's pizza."

"Yay! Pizza!" Dot exclaims.

"Faboo!" Wakko yells in excitement, then attempts to swallow the pizza whole.

"Wait, wait," Yakko says, putting his hands up in a "stop" gesture and putting himself between the pizza and Wakko's black hole of a mouth. "You need to let myself and Dot get some food before you eat it all. Not to mention, it's still frozen." Wakko gave a light whine of protest, then walked, defeated, back to the couch, his tongue hanging out of his mouth. Yakko sighed as he got ready to put the pizza in the oven.

Wakko and Dot sat on the couch and turned on the TV. Immediately, a celebrity news channel came on, which Dot seemed pleased with. Wakko, however, made a noise of disgust, then quickly took the remote and changed the channel to one of those shows were people submit videos of themselves, or others, falling down, be stupid, or other weird things.

"Hey!" Dot exclaimed before stealing back the remote. "I was watching that!"

"Well, I was watching that!" Wakko exclaimed, grabbing for the remote. They're fighting...again!

"Both of you, stop fighting, right now!" Yakko snapped, cause the two bickering siblings to look at him in shock. Yakko had shocked himself as well. He rarely yelled at them, even when he probably should. But, this was not one of those times.

"I'm sorry," He quickly apologized. "But, you either compromise, or the TV stays off." His sibs got the message, so Yakko went back to making dinner. He turned and kneeled to face the oven, but found that the buttons were gone. He put his white gloved, four fingered hand to where the buttons should be, but he couldn't feel them. "Huh? HUH?" He exclaimed, pressing all over the oven, trying to find the buttons. He closed his eyes and shook his head, trying to clear it. When he opened his eyes, sure enough, the buttons were there.

"That's a relief," Yakko muttered and he worked on setting the preheat function.

"What's a relief?" Yakko turned at the sound of Dot's voice to see her standing over him, her hands on her pink-skirted hips.

"What do you mean?" Yakko tried to avoid the question. It didn't work.

"You were freaking out over here a minute ago, so I came to make sure everything was okay."

"Oh, that!" Yakko thought for a moment. It's a good thing words, and twisting said words, was his specialty. "The oven didn't seem to be working at first, so I got worried. But, it's fine now!" Yakko grinned, hopping Dot would buy it.

"Well, okay then," Dot said, seeming to believe him. She walked off, and Yakko let out a sigh of relief.

I'm tired and stressed. That's the only reason I thought the buttons were gone. That's it.