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🌺Peaceful Sleep Again

🌺An agere Wakko and CG/Big Brother Yakko short story!

🌺HC: Wakko goes by They/Them pronouns! And all the warners have their own bedrooms within the Warner Tower.

🌺TW: Nightmares + Trauma

🌺Word Count: 485

🌺Character Count: 2,678

🌺Sleeping was always hard for the overactive Warner brother. But tonight was harder than usual for Wakko. They couldn’t stop tossing and turning in their race car bed all night long. They managed to get some sleep in but were awakened by a nightmare. It was the same one as before, being locked away in the Warner Tower for years again, it was scary the first time and that thought was still scary even now. It didn’t help that they lived in the water tower either. A soft whimper escaped their lips as they sat up, their gloved hands searching for the little teddy bear in the darkness.

🌺Once their fingers brushed their stuffie they grabbed ahold of it and held it close to their chest. Wakko didn’t want to be alone right now. That was the last thing they wanted right now. They got from under the covers and hopped down from their bed before they began to travel through the darkness of their makeshift home. Soft whimpers and whines slipped past them. The darkness was something they never liked after they and their family were locked away in the same place they called home. Wakko allowed their feet to guide them, not really knowing where they were going, just that they were going somewhere. They stopped in front of a door.

🌺Oh, it was Yakko’s. Did they want to disturb him again? They always felt bad disrupting him when he was sleeping despite him being their big brother. But their need for someone else was too strong. They gently knocked on the door before opening it to peek in. “Bro-bro?” They whimpered quietly. Their floppy ears perked from the shuffling they could hear before the soft light of his bedside lamp was flicked on.

🌺“Mm, Wakko? What are you doing up so late?”

🌺Wakko fiddled with their bear plush as they sniffled. “Pubby have nightmare.”

🌺Yakko sat up and yawned softly, stretching out his arms before he fixed his blue eyes on Wakko’s brown ones. “Ah, bad dream. Does Pubby wanna sleep in here tonight? Or does Pubby wanna get something to eat?”

🌺“Pubby wanna sleep.”

🌺That seems to catch Yakko off guard for a moment. It was rare whenever Wakko didn’t want to eat, it usually only happened when they were truly upset and regressed cause of it. Wakko watched their big brother pat the spot next to them and they showed no hesitation when it came to climbing up in his bed. They got right under the covers and cuddled up next to Yakko.

🌺Wakko held their plush close to their chest with one arm while the other was used to cling to their big brother. “Is Pubby all comfy?” Yakko asked to which the Warner gave a little nod. They watched him turn the lights off and get comfy, his arms wrapping around them protectively.

🌺“Good night, Pubby.”

🌺“Night-night, bro-bro.”