THE ANIMANIACS

Wakko, who now had a stethoscope around his waist and a blood pressure checker on his head like a headband, gave his little sister a thumbs up. Meanwhile, on the couch, Yakko tuned out his siblings to focus on Wakko’s jazz playlist, cramps coursing through his lower body. He held the pillow a little tighter to him as the pain took over. Dot took the medicine from her sibling. “That’ll work.” Putting on a formal tone, she added, “And here is your prescription, Mr. Warner.”