“That didn’t sound good,” said Setsuna, eyeing the Gates uncertainly. When she viewed the timeline now, she discovered it was now seemingly all right. The Senshi were the Senshi, that little chaos magnet Ranma was still himself, (unfortunately).
Looking over events surrounding her needed group of girls, and the one pigtailed boy that was going to serve as a Monkey Wrench in all her plans...
On the surface, it would seem that her mundane attempt to fix things really fixed things. It was a reboot to how things were BEFORE she first started messing with the timeline in hope of eliminating the pigtailed menace and helping the Sailor Senshi excel towards making the future of Crystal Tokyo.
Still, the green-tressed woman was wary. It was obvious using her now bent key-staff to whack her control device over time hadn’t been the best of solutions. The Time Gates had smoke coming from small slits that made the seams between the metal plating and steelwork of the highly potent magical artifact.
That lead Setsuna to believe there MUST have been something wrong somewhere in the Time-Stream. It wasn’t just her luck for things to go right. So as she bent her key-staff over her knee, trying to bend it straight, the woman started looking over the entirety of the timeline, not just the past twenty years...
For once, Setsuna’s paranoia served her well, as she came across something which stood out like a sore-thumb, something that hadn’t existed before but did now...
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NEWSREEL OF THE STARS
Dateline: Hollywood, April 30, 1930
“Here on the Warner Bros. Studio Lot. Here at the studio’s new animation department, artists work tirelessly to create new cartoon stars! Ultimately, creating three new characters! The Warner Brothers and their sister Dot!”
Helloooooo NURSE!
“Unfortunately, the Warner Kids were totally out of control!”
Boingy, boingy, boingy, boingy!
“The trio ran amok throughout the studio lot until their capture. The Warners’ films, (which made absolutely no sense) were locked away in the studio vault, never to be released!”
“As for the Warners themselves, they were also locked away in the studio water tower ALSO never to be released.”
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Setsuna stared wide-eyed at what was going on the Time Gates before her. Because of her ‘forceful reboot’, America now had living animated people?
Well, it was in America. And they were sealed away.
(------)
“Publicly, the studio has disavowed any knowledge of Warners existence to this very day... when the Warners escaped...”
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Her eyes going dilated, Setsuna could only say one thing about that. “Oh hell...”
“Now, now,” an adolescent male voice spoke in English up from behind her. “You really should watch your language around children, you know.”
“Might be cultural difference,” another male voice with a heavy British accent said. “I mean, she is speaking Japanese. They don’t have censors, I think.”
“They don’t?” A sweet little girl’s voice asked. “But they made Hello Kitty, and she’s cute! Not as cute as me, but still...”
Her entire body twitching with dread, Setsuna slowly turned around to look at three children with white faces, red noses, black eyes and black fur with white on their feet. Overall, they were vaguely dog or cat-like. Two boys and a girl, if their clothing was any indication. The tallest male was dressed in a pair of brown slacks with black leather belt and white cotton gloves, the shorter male was dressed in blue long-sleeved shirt a red cap he had on backwards and cotton white gloves, and the girl was wearing a yellow flower hair ribbon to keep her ears close together, and a pink skirt. Like her older brothers, she also wore the same white cotton gloves
Raising her shaking hand as she pointed at the trio of odd animal like children, all the green-tressed woman could as was, “Who are you?”
“Who be we?” The tallest asked. “I’m Yakko!”
“I’m Wakko!” The middle-sized child proclaimed.
“And I’m cute!” The youngest one said. Smiling, she said, “But you can call me Dot.”
Setsuna visibly twitched. “The Warner Brothers...”
“AND the Warner Sister!” Dot was quick to point out to the older rather uncute woman.
Her body twitching once more, Setsuna turned away from the children. “Whatever! I’ll fix this?”
Blinking his eyes, Yakko asked, “Fix us? Oh goody, does this mean you’ll help Wakko?”
“Oh please, help us kind old lady!” Wakko said. “My head’s never been screwed on straight.”
Again, the poor keeper of the Time Gates twitched. “Old Lady?”
“Well, you’re older than us...” he looked her over from top to bottom. “Than again...” he looked at his brother Wakko, Wakko looked at Setsuna and then back to Yakko. Both brothers nodded their head in unison before pouncing at Setsuna. “Helloooooo fuku-clad NURSE!”
Being toppled over by the two adolescent boys pouncing her, the Senshi of Time squirmed on the floor. “GET OFF OF ME!!!”
Watching the scene before here, Dot shook her head a few times. “Boys. Go fig.”
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