An Animaniacs / Touched By an Angel Crossover

By: Yvette Jessen

Dot Warner stood outside the Warner Brothers water tower where she and her two brothers lived. It had been a daring escape, Ralph, the guard on duty, seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, but Dot had heard rumors about a certain fellow that she was just dying to meet. Now, if only she could get to Salt Lake City and take a long look at that 'Angel of Death' guy. What a cutie pie, she thought to herself as she swooned for what appeared to be the hundredth time that morning.

She could not help but remember her last session with Dr. Scrachinsniff and how the studio psychiatrist was totally blown away that Dot was swooning over an angel and not over Mel Gibson. Stranger still, she seemed to have this thing about the Angel of Death saying she'd follow him to the ends of the earth.

At the end of the session, he ended up sending her home, and told her that she would probably get over Andrew if she were to watch 'Lethal Weapon' (all four parts) 30 times and then watch any other Mel Gibson film until she had hearts in her eyes and resorted herself to the idea that Mel was the only man on the planet.

She had seen Andrew so many times since getting hooked on 'Touched By An Angel'. This came soon after they had installed satellite television in the water tower and they were able to get PAX reruns. Of course, her brothers were getting tired of her only watching the Andrew scenes on her video tapes that they would leave the room on the quest for more chocolate or worse still, finding something fun to do, like pick the lint out of their bellybuttons.

At any rate, Dot was so gone on with Andrew, that she bought herself a pocket watch and exchanged her normal attire for a beige suit and tie. She figured that if she could lure him with his interests, them maybe he would see her for the cute 'little ol' thing' that she was. It was probably not the same thing, but every time she would see Andrew in that beige suit, then she would start to fan herself in apt anticipation and shout out 'Hellooooooo Nurse'. As a result of this, her two brothers Yakko and Wakko would shake their heads and mutter something along the line of 'sisters'.

Today, dawned a beautiful day, but now the Warner sister was determined to get herself to Salt Lake City, with or without her two brothers and snag herself that Andrew guy or better yet that actor that played him. Oh Johnny, she thought to herself as she stared down at her drool-covered picture of him that she carried in her luggage, where have you been all my life? He was so cute, those green eyes, that impish smile, and those dimples…She knew she could go on for hours, but she had a task at hand and she had to be realistic and keep her wits about it. So what if John Dye wasn't Mel Gibson, her first love, she had to move on to greener pastures, right? Right!

So, after spending the previous evening downloading her ticket to Salt Lake City, Dot was ready to go and impress John. For better or worse, this was it, and she was bound and determined to woo the new man of her dreams.

The LA Airport where she would be flying out of would be a hard place to get to as she was still considered a kid, but somehow she managed to sneak past Ralph, who was gorging in his daily ritual of coffee and donuts. Eventually, she caught her cab and managed to get to the airport without any problems. As she got out of the car some ten minutes later, she handed the driver the faire and walked confidently with her suitcase in one hand and her ticket in the other. She made a beeline directly to the check in counter.

Twenty minutes later, she managed to get through to the final check in. (Airports are much faster in cartoon land than in real life, btw.) Once she had cleared everything and was waiting for boarding to start, she sat down on a hard, plastic chair and waited. As she sat there drawing hearts and putting John's name in the middle of them, someone came and sat down next to her. When they spoke, she looked up and just about had a heart attack. "John, huh, is that your boyfriend?"

"I wish," she said dreamily as she looked up and caught sight of the man seated next to her. "I'm dying," she sighed as she looked into a pair of stunning green eyes. "John?" She finally managed to squeal. "You're John Dye, right here, sitting next to me. Catch me, I think I'm going to faint."

"Actually, my name is Andrew," the man said as she literally found herself melting into a puddle. Seconds later, she was herself again and looked over at him, yes, there was something very angelic about this guy, she thought to herself. Maybe he really is an angel.

"Andrew, what a nice coincidence, that's my favorite name in the whole wide world, honest," she said as she ripped up the paper with John's name on it and looked into the eyes of the man seated next to her. "Haven't I seen you some place before, sweetie?"

Andrew smiled, "maybe," he hedged.

"You're an angel, right? You've been around, huh?" She asked as she squealed excitedly. She did not seem to even notice or acknowledge his discomfort as well as the fact that all the people in the waiting area were now staring at them, instead she wrapped her arms around his neck and held on for dear life. "You're the angel of my dreams," she eventually crooned, and the people who heard her, which was just about everyone in the room, started muttering something about being on a flight with the Angel of Death and how their karma was not in the right place to be flying that day.

A number of the other passengers ran over to the check-in counter and put in loud requests to be put on another flight.

Andrew squirmed. "I'm not really…" His voice trailed off and he looked at Dot with an expression that clearly said, 'Father, get me out of here, please'.

Minutes passed and Andrew and Dot's row numbers were called and much to his dismay, and her elation, they were seated right next to one another.

This time, Andrew was looking around the room for someone who would switch seats with him. When he had no success, he realized that he would have to spend the nearly two-hour flight in the company of Dot Warner.

The two boarded the plane and once he had sat down at the window, he watched as she started to dig through the magazines in the pocket in front of them, then she looked around the cabin. "Andrew, you don't like me, do you?" She finally asked, her voice a strange note of sadness ringing in his ears.

"I never said that," he offered weakly.

"You seemed to want to switch seats, it's my suit right?" She asked, her eyes wide waiting for his expectant answer.

"Oh, uh yeah, that's it, your suit really creeps me out," Andrew said smiling wryly.

"Really?" She asked. "I mean, it's like yours, isn't it?"

"Yes, I suppose so, but I'm not working now," he said. "I have to be back in Salt Lake City to stand in as a favor to John while he goes home to visit his mother."

"He won't even be there?" Dot's voice was filled with regret.

"Nope, John left Salt Lake City this morning, and will be home for the next three weeks."

Dot nodded as though she understood, but she looked at Andrew. "Why am I even taking this trip?" She asked the stillness. "John won't even be there to see me."

Without warning, she burst into uncontrollable tears, but as she cried, it emerged so hard that she only was successful at jarring herself awake. The first thing she realized was that she was now back home in the water tower where she lived. Where was Andrew, and why was she here? She asked herself, but after a few moments, she rubbed her eyes and looked up to see that her two brothers were standing in the room, and they did not look happy.

"What happened?" Dot asked as she eventually finished rubbing her eyes. "Where's my Angel Boy?" She demanded as she looked from one of her brothers to the other.

"I'll tell you what happened, sister dear," Wakko said. "You fell asleep during 'Touched By An Angel' again and dumped the contents of your drool bucket all over the floor where you were sitting."

The end….

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