# Boys If we get it wrong
# We'll make it right We're not alone
# Girls We can become one
# When we work together
# Boy Girl Dog Cat Mouse Cheese
# Guess you're stuck with me
# Boy Girl Dog Cat Mouse Cheese
# Guess we're family! #
TOILET FLUSHES
You Cat. Wake up!
Ugh! Silly feline.
Sleeping in front of the door is dangerous,
someone could open it and...
It's here! It's here!
It's here? It's here, it's here!
I can't believe it's here! What's here?
A letter from my pen pal Gretchen.
She's just the greatest.
Another letter from Gretchen?
Ugh. What is she, your girlfriend now?
Ew! Gross!
And she already has a boyfriend.
Hey, look, she made me a bracelet that says - "Boy is awesome".
Whoa, it's like she's bracelet making
what we're all thinking!
Right? I'll just put it with the other stuff she sent.
Dude, you're obsessed and it's annoying.
HE SPUTTERS
Maybe these cookies she made will change your tune.
ALL: Puah! Yu-ah-ah! Yuck!
This tastes the way Grandma smells!
Yeah, right?
Mm! Delectable.
And now I'll go bake cookies for her.
But we were going to go to the movies.
We've been waiting to see Super Fast Car Drivers Part 12
ever since part 11 came out last week.
Oops, I totally forgot.
For the sixth time, sugar,
you keep doing stuff for Gretchen instead of little old me!
Hm.
I mean, us.
Yeah, but good friends are hard to find.
You understand that, right?
Actually, we don't...
Awesome, thanks!
Boy baking cookies?
Let's go watch.
Hey, this is a secret recipe!
A, make cookie dough,
B, throw it out cos you can't bake.
That it, bro?
Don't listen to her, my precious, irreplaceable baking thingies.
Without you, I'd never be able to make these cookies.
TIMER BEEPS
All right, another batch is ready!
Ugh. I don't even want your lame cook...
This...
Is...
Meow!
Wow!
I got to have another one.
No. The rest are for Gretchen only.
Boy won't share with his own family?
I think it's only fair we take those cookies.
Who's in?
You can count me in! Cat?
Akh!
Purr.
We'll take that as a yes.
There are the cookies!
Cheese, distract the post lady with a play.
During intermission, I'll run in dressed as Santa Claus, then...
CRUNCHING
I have no idea how you did that,
and I'm afraid to ask, but good job!
Drop the cookies! Those are for Gretchen's taste buds only.
Who wants to play catch...?
I do, I do! Resist!
Resist!
But it's catch, Mouse! Catch!
Eh-he-he! Hu-hu-hu.
Ah-he-he-he!
Whoa. These are great!
Wait. Boy's hid these cookies from me, his best pal,
all these years?
I've been betrayed!
I'm dying.
Aw, they can't possibly be that good!
Ahm-nom-nom-nom-nom.
Holy buttmunch. These are amazing.
More, I must have more!
There's no more?
I want more!
Me too.
But Boy won't make these for us,
they're just for Gretchen.
Unless...
We are going to pretend to be Gretchen.
Whenever the real Gretchen sends a letter,
we replace it with one we wrote.
Oh, oh! I get it! And as Gretchen,
we ask Boy to send more cookies!
How fun! OK, tell me what to write.
Ahem. Dear Boy,
to answer all the questions in your letter,
yes, no, yes, no, hot dogs and goats.
Anyway, your cookies were amazing!
I just received and devoured them all.
So please send more.
Signed, Gretchen.
It's kind of a short letter, no?
Uh...
PS. Seriously, send more cookies.
ALL: Yeah! Oh-ho-ho!
Uh. Yo.
Another letter from Gretchen.
Great! Wow, she loved my cookies!
Wait. I just sent them an hour ago.
That's abnormally fast.
Ahh-ah-ah, keep reading.
I'm sure it'll take your mind off of how the mail system actually works.
And she wants more cookies? Ha-ha!
Great! If that's what she wants, then that's what I'll do!
Ooh. I couldn't possibly shove another cookie into my mouth!
I'll take it.
Never!
Whoa. What's wrong with you?
Gretchen.
She used to write intelligent thoughts about our shared passions,
like rearranging our sock drawers.
But now it's all, "Send me cookies."
She doesn't even want to meet,
even though I've asked her like a thousand times.
HE SIGHS
I think I'll tell her we can't be pen pals any more.
Can't be pen pals?
No, no, no, no, no.
You can, Gretchen's great!
Huh? But you never liked her before.
Uh...right.
But now I do like her because she's upsetting you.
So don't give up! Too late.
I'm going to write her a letter and tell her it's over.
If Boy stops liking Gretchen, then it means no more cookies!
Ahhhhh!
It's probably for the best.
I feel pretty horrible about betraying Boy anyway.
No.
I must have more cookies! NOW!
Well, Boy does want to meet Gretchen.
And that gives me an idea.
To tell Mouse to think of an idea.
I'm on it. Hmm.
Ah-ha!
Cheese, pen a letter to Gretchen.
Ahem. Dear Boy,
I've avoided meeting because my skin is sensitive to light,
so I travel in a modest metal suit.
So I thought you would find it beneath you.
But your cookies have given me confidence,
so now I'm ready to meet!
And I'd love to watch you bake your cookies!
A modest metal suit?
Mouse, what are you talking about?
I finally get to meet Gretchen!
Oh, this is so, so, so, so awesome.
I'm so excited. I'll even do this!
Please let go before I puke.
She'll be here soon, so please be nice.
She's sensitive to light, so she's in a metal suit
and it's very modest.
You actually believe that?
What? Uh, nothing! Good luck!
BELL RINGS
Hello, Boy. It's me, Gretchen!
Remember how I'm in this modest suit and you don't question it?
Gretchen, hi. And of course.
Wow, I have so many questions for you.
Like, what was your favourite part of JJ Falling's fantasy novel
The Warlock Of Time And Space?
Uh...the middle part.
The middle part?
The middle part!
That's my favourite part too! Ha-ha!
Come on!
I'm so glad you changed your mind about meeting me.
Can you see what I'm doing?
Oh, we sure can, Mr Clueless.
Let's see what he really thinks about us.
Cheese, ask him this...
I have brothers and sisters too, and I can't stand them!
Yours must drive you up the wall too, riiiight?
Huh. Yeah. They can get on my nerves.
Like when Girl yells at me to stop thinking so loudly.
But they're actually really cool.
In fact, I'd do anything for them.
He feels that way about us and we're stealing cookies from him?
Whose stupid idea was this?
Yours, you dingbat.
Oh, right.
Uh, tell me more about them,
especially any adorably cute dairy-related ones.
METAL SQUEALS
They can be pretty weird,
and it's what makes them so fun!
You'd love them too.
Aww. My heart's just melting.
Ah! And so is my body!
Wo-ah! Ah! Ahh! Waaaaah!
Oooh, ahhh!
I'll save you, Gretchen!
Ahh!
FOAM SPUTTERS
Gretchen?
Noooo!
Mouse, Cheese, what have you done with Gretchen?
Hu-ah! And you two. It's a conspiracy!
Why are you inside her modest suit?
Because it's our suit.
We impersonated Gretchen to get your cookies
because they're... So amazing!
But you didn't think we deserved them?
Us? Your family?
And we wanted to hang, but you kept ditching us to go do stuff for her.
Ahh! Eeeeee.
GLASS SQUEAKS
Whoa, you're right.
I was too wrapped up in Gretchen.
But the truth is, no-one could ever replace you guys.
So when it comes to Gretchen,
all I can say is...
GET OVER IT AND QUIT BEING STUPID!
Ah, so, sorry for all this, Boy.
Apology accepted, but I should have shared my cookies with you,
so I'll show you how to make them.
ALL: Weee! Ha-ha!
HE GASPS
My irreplaceable baking thingies. Ruined!
We'll never have those cookies again!
ALL: Ahhh. Aww.
Crud. We messed it all up.
True, but I do have one bag of cookies I brought as backup,
the last in the world.
We can share them.
Yes, share them.
Right, share.
Give me those cookies. Ah, me, me! Give me, give me, give me! Ugh!
Mrr-reeew!
Mwaoo!