(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
If dinner's not on time,
your goose is cooked, kitty!
(BLOWING A RASPBERRY)
(SCREAMS)
HILDIE: Thomas!
(CRASHING)
We were starting to worry you'd fallen into the cauldron.
Thomas! Wait one minute.
What is this concoction?
BEATIE: It's magical!
HILDIE: You know, this could use a pinch of night shade.
BEATIE: You read my mind.
Let's get some from the garden.
HILDIE: Oh, the herb-manity!
How are we supposed to brew any potions now?
Thomas, while we're gone replacing these herbs,
be a dear cat and catch the troublesome pest that did this to our garden.
BEATIE: Your future as our cherished indoor cat depends on it.
(BLOWING A RASPBERRY)
(GULPS)
Hello, Mr. Cat!
Have you seen my family?
Have you seen them?
I have a mother, a father,
a sister, a brother,
a cousin, another cousin.
We were over there.
We were playing hide and seek.
I'm really good at hide and seek.
Whenever I hide,
no one can find me, ever.
(QUACKING)
Sometimes I wonder if they're even trying.
Do you want to play hide and seek with me?
One, one thousand. Two, one thousand.
Three, one thousand.
Four, one thousand.
(SCREAMING)
Hello, Mr. Mouse!
Do you want to play, too?
But I'm not supposed to hide.
(GROWLS)
(SCREAMS)
I found you, Mr. Cat.
So, Mr. Cat, what should we do now?
Oh, hide and seek again?
(QUACKS)
(GROWLS)
(BANGING)
(SCREAMS)
(GROWLING)
(SCREAMING)
There you are! I was just walking around.
I expect you'll be hungry.
Is there anymore soup?
I presume this has something to do with Mr. Tall, Dark and Gruesome, no?
Shh.
I should have known.
What exactly was in that stew you brewed?
Then you'll never be able to unstew it with a potion.
Without the garden, you have no ingredients.
Silly cat, you jest, no?
Only potions undo potions.
You could use a reversing mirror, in there.
(RUMBLING)
Your beast looks into that mirror.
Presto! He returns to normal.
From gruesome and frightful, to sweet and delightful.
What do we do now?
Oh, boy, more hide and seek.
One, one thousand.
Two, one thousand. Three, one thousand.
Shh.
(SCREAMING)
(GROWLS)
(BURPING)
(THUMPING)
Tag! You're it!
So, it went well, I see.
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
Such a shame. Seven years bad luck.
(CRASHING)
Wait a minute.
The mirror, it worked!
The little duck didn't become the beast when he ate the stew.
(CRASHING) The beast became the little duck.
Oh, I am so smart for one so small.
(CRASHING)
Tag! Gotcha!
(RUMBLING)
Ah, I think your family is here.
That's Mom, Dad, sister,
brother, cousin and my other cousin.
Sorry, but I have to go home now.
But I'll come back. Bye!
(CRASHING)