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Story tiiiiiiime!!!!
Story time! Story time! Story time!
I'm so excited!
Uh oh. (Landing thud)
- Stop being on the ceiling.
It's weird and it doesn't make sense.
And, story time stinks.
- Everybody ready for today's story?
- Can't you just torture us instead?
- Wait! Gwen!
Do you want a timeout?
- If it means not having to listen
to another sickeningly sweet story,
then yes. Thank you.
- No. You're staying.
No time-out. - No timeouts?!
Oh yeeeeah!
Eeee! Hahaha!
- Time. Out. - But you said no--
- I said timeout!
- Kid books are the worst.
It's always cute little animals
trying to solve a dumb problem
that isn't actually a problem
with an ending so sweet
you wanna barf up every single thing you've ever eaten.
Bleh!
Today's story is called,
"Fuzzy Tum-Tum and the Fine Forest Friends
Need to Make a Cake."
(Disgusted grunt)
- (reads) "There was once a time...
Fuzzy Tum-Tum, lived in the forest.
He was the fuzziest,
tummiest bunny in all the land.
And fuzzy had two friends.
And they had friends.
- (Gasps) Just like us!
- Yes, Owen. Just like all of you.
- (Groans)
Chef: (reads) "And as the sleepy sun went off to bed,
the forest friends gathered to toast
a birthday marshmallow cake
for Fuzzy Tum-Tum.
But what happened next was the best part..."
- (Gasps) - (Excited giggle)
♪ TA DA!
(Horrified gasps)
- Huh. I guess the last page just fell out.
Oh, well. It's an old book. The end!
- Finally!
- But how does it end?
- Did the cake turn out? Describe it!
- Did they stay friends or become best friends?
- Was the eagle the pig's mom or not?
- You're supposed to be in a timeout.
- You know I'm bad at listening!
- But... - But... - But...
- But how does it end?
I don't know how it ends, okay?!
So I guess today's lesson is about,
uh, "managing your disappointment."
(Doorbell rings) Now go play.
I gotta get the door.
Oooo. It's finally here!
(Gleeful giggles)
- I need to know what happens to Fuzzy Tum-Tum?
- Me too. This is the worst day ever!
- There's a hole in my heart
that can only be filled by Fuzzy Tum-Tum...
or surgery. - (Whimpers)
Gwen: I know how it ends.
I'll tell you. If you think you can handle it.
I've never read this book.
(Chair rattles) - (Startled screams)
(Flashlight clicks on) - What happens next...?
"The sleepy sun yawned happily and drifted off to sleep.
And that's when the nightmare started."
Beth: Um, what?
- You see, the cute little animals friends
did not know of the beast that lived in the forest.
The beast that was...
hungry.
- Hungry for hugs? - No. For flesh.
Cute. Animal. Flesh.
- (Horrified gasps) - (Shrill scream)
- I'm making it up as I go,
but it's already a way better story.
"The sky grew dark. The wind howled!
And the cake was sour and mushy!"
- Not the cake!
(Monster roars)
Gwen: "The animals ran, but the beast caught up.
He had webbed feet!
Purple skin!
And one giant eye!"
(Ferocious roar)
- "It gobbled up all the animals.
None of their little hugs could stop it."
(Scared whimpers)
"But the little animals lived forever."
Both: Whaaa?
Gwen: "Inside the hump on the beast's back!"
- (Fainting moan)
Gwen: "And the beast screamed to the dark night sky,
"I. Am. The Morgorax."
(Monster roars)
All: Aaahhhhhh!
- Nap time! All: Aaahhhhhh!!!!
Chef: Lights out!
(Light buzz off)
- The Morgorax mostly comes at nap time. Mostly.
(Worried whimper)
- Thank goodness for nap time!
I can't wait to try on my new scuba suit,
and find me some sunken pirate treasure!
- Is everyone else too full of ice-cold terror to nap?
Is everyone too full of ice-cold terror to speak
so you're nodding silently?
Okay. Gwennnnn? Will the Morgorax come for us?
- Guys, don't worry about the Morgorax coming for you.
Cause nothing can stop it if it does.
(Little squeak)
- (Gasp) What was that? Does the Morgorax squeak?
- No. But the animals in its hump do.
- Oh no! - (Little squeak)
If its hump is here, so is the rest of it!
Whew. It's just that mean squirrel.
I wish the Morgorax would get him.
Squirrel: Ahh! - Ahhh!
I think the squirrel just got Morgoraxed!
It's my fault. I forgot wishes have power.
- I planted a seed,
and now I get to watch my terror flower grow.
- It's okay! I piled all our food by the door.
Maybe the Morgorax will eat that instead of us.
- (Eating sounds)
What? What is it?
- (Struggling grunts)
(Grunts) Ooooohh.
I am out of shape.
That's what happens when you skip workouts.
You got the right idea, Lenny.
Oooo! I am burning up!
I better crank the a/c.
(Light whir)
- Ah. This feels like the cold wind from the story
that happens just before the Morgorax shows up.
- We have to do something!
We can't wait for this thing to eat us!
- If I were you, I'd overreact.
(Panicked screaming)
- I'd better go to the bathroom first.
I've already moved onto my emergency backup pants.
All: (Panicked screaming)
- OOF!
- Guys! Guys!
We need to keep it together and defend ourselves!
If we're going to survive,
I say we make some traps,
and show this monster we are not going down without a fight!
Who's with me?
All: Yeah!!!
♪♪♪
(Smell hisses)
- I asked for your shirt. - Oops.
- This has been a pretty great day,
but with all these traps set up
I kind of wish there was a Morgorax.
- The kids are gonna love this.
(Grunting)
- Oops!
- (Growls)
- (Screaming)
- What's that?!
- (Screaming)
- (Teeth chattering)
(Worried whimpers)
All: Ahhhhh!
- It's got flippers!
Leshawna: Purple skin!
Owen: A hump! Courtney: One giant eye!
- It's ... It's ...
- The Morgoraxxxxx!
I made up that story.
The story was made up.
Made up things aren't supposed to be real.
They're made up!
- (Grunting)
- This is our house, Morgorax!
Go back to wherever you're from!
- Where is it from, Gwen?
- Who cares?! Ready. Aim. Fire!
- (Screams)
- I don't wanna live in a hump!
Ahhhhh!
- (Muffled screams) UGH!
- It sounds so scary!
Aaaaahhhh!
- I can't believe an actual monster shows up,
and i'm too afraid to go near it!
- Aaaaahhhh!
Duncan! Fire when ready!
- Ready!
- Ah... (Hitting thud)
- (Angry chitter)
Owen: Chef? - Ugh, do you like my new--
- It swallowed Chef! - We gotta get him out!
Cut the Morgorax open! - Morga-what?
No, stop! Not my new--
- It's not working! - We'll save you, Chef!
Hit the Morgorax until it let's him go!
Chef: Ugh, stop! Please!
N-n-n-n-no! (Pained groan)
- I somehow created that beast;
I should be helping, not hiding!
Cody: Helloooo?
A little help here?
- Its hump! Break the hump!
It'll free all of its victims!
Chef: No! Gentle with the tank!
Stop! (Groans) (Hitting thuds)
Whoa! OOF!
- Hey! Morgorax!
I don't know where you came from,
but it's time for you to go back!
(Charge scream)
- N-n-n-no!
- Go home, Morgorax!
(Ping, air whooshes)
- Ahhhhh!
Waaahaaaaa! (Echoes)
Where'd it go?
- Up. The sky is huge.
Chef: (Screams, landing thud)
(Moans)
- We did it. The Morgorax is dead!
(All cheer)
- I don't know what just even happened!
(Spits, moans)
- You're welcome, Chef. Huh?
Owen: Hey, what was that?
- Uuummm. Nothing.
It's the real last page of the book.
(Reads) "The moon came up to join the animals for cake.
And Fuzzy Tum-Tum did a dance."
(Paper crumples)
Meh. My version was way better.