- Hey! - When the sun goes down
And the moon comes out
That's the right time To go write it all down
High above it
With Eva the owlet
We're singing now Hoo hoo hoo
All your friends Singing hoo hoo hoo
Where the sky begins Hoo hoo hoo
With Eva the owlet
We're singing now
"Dad's Mail Route."
Pinecone pizza night
We love pinecone pizza night
You all look pretty excited.
Yeah, we are. We are!
Let me guess. Is it pinecone pizza night?
Yeah!
Hopefully your dad will be home soon from his mail route so we can start cooking.
"We"? There's no "we," Mom.
It's all Dad.
He has to make the pinecone pizza.
He does it the best.
The best.
That is true.
Is that him? Is it Dad?
Nope. Just some fireflies.
Is that him?
Nah, just a squirrel.
Yay! You're home!
What a nice welcome.
Long day?
Yes, indeedy. I am pretty tired.
Why are you so tired, Dad?
Well, this used to be my mail route around Treetopington,
but now I'm delivering mail to the owls in Pine Forest too.
Takes a lot longer, so I get home later than I used to.
I need to sit down.
But you can't sit now.
It's...
Pinecone pizza night
I'm sorry.
It's a little late to start making pinecone pizza from scratch.
We'll do it tomorrow night, if I can get home in time, okay?
How about some leftover cashew quesadillas tonight?
Sounds good, Mom.
Thanks, Humphrey.
That's comfy.
But...
Pinecone pizza night
Diary, Dad's new mail route is so long.
Now he's too tired for pinecone pizza night.
Too bad he can't deliver the mail faster so he can get home sooner.
That's it!
Hey, Dad.
I'm going to help speed up your mail route so you can get home earlier
and you won't be so tired.
Great idea, right?
I'll mark that down as a "yes."
And tomorrow night will be...
Pinecone pizza night Pinecone pizza night
Dad.
Hey, Dad.
Dad, wake up!
Eva? What time is it?
Time to start work. You and me.
Let's deliver the mail quick, quick, quick
and be home in time for you to make pinecone pizza.
Well, it's a little early to start work.
I haven't even had my breakfast yet.
Breakfast. Check.
Okay.
- Then let's just get a cup of-- - Sunflower tea with a drop of honey?
Check.
Then let's go to work, mail-delivery partner.
You coming, Baxter?
It's our job to make sure all this mail gets delivered.
We've got a package for Mr. Swoopington.
Eva. Mr. Wingdale. Nice to see you.
Hi, Mr. Swoopington.
Delivery for you.
A present from my sister.
It's a pan flute.
Just like the ones we played together when we were kids.
Come on, Eva. Dance with me.
Wow!
That was awesome!
Thank you for delivering this package. It means the world to me.
What do we say?
- You're welcome. - You're welcome.
- Bye, Mr. Swoopington. - Bye.
See? That's how you deliver the mail.
Flaptastic.
Now, let's deliver the rest super fast
so we can get home and make pinecone pizza.
All right.
There.
That's all the mail for Treetopington.
That was a lot of mail.
Want to stop for a quick snack break?
Fuel up for all the mail we have to deliver to Pine Forest.
Snack break? No way.
I want to be super hungry for pinecone pizza night.
Okay, then.
Let's deliver the mail to Pine Forest, and then we can head home.
Yes!
All right, Pine Forest.
Eva's here to deliver all your mail super-duper fast!
Well, there's quite a bit of mail to deliver to all these houses.
I don't know how fast it'll be.
Maybe if we split it up, we can get it done faster.
And you won't be too tired for pinecone pizza.
That's a nice idea.
- Here you go, mail-delivery partner. - Thanks.
Pinecone pizza night Pinecone pizza night
Hurry, hurry, hurry!
The mail! I dropped it all over the place.
It's okay.
I drop the mail sometimes too.
But it's getting later and later, and I just gave us more work to do.
It is gonna take a while.
We're not gonna make it home in time for pinecone pizza night, are we?
I'm really sorry, Eva.
It's just getting really late.
But maybe we can do it tomorrow.
It's okay.
Let's pick up this mail.
Diary, I'm so disappointed.
We worked really hard and went really fast,
but pinecone pizza night isn't gonna happen after all.
Almost done.
Thanks.
Mrs. Nestor's hatchday is coming up. This must be a present for her.
A postcard for Mr. and Mrs. Eggbert from their grandowlets.
That will make them so happy.
It sure will.
All this mail is so important to everyone.
Like Mr. Swoopington's flute or Mrs. Nestor's hatchday present.
It's all part of the job.
Dad, I knew you delivered the mail,
but I had no idea you delivered presents and music and happiness.
Thanks, Eva.
And it takes so much hard work.
You find all the houses and open super stuck mailboxes.
You're amazing.
You're pretty amazing too, Eva.
I couldn't have asked for a better mail-delivery partner.
And I'm sorry about it being too late for pinecone pizza night.
Maybe it's not too late.
Is it okay if I fly home now? There's something I want to do.
Sure thing, kiddo. I can finish up the rest.
Thanks for all your help.
- Thanks, Dad. - See you soon.
I'm home!
So, how was delivering the mail with Dad?
Amazing.
Dad's a hero to the owls of Treetopington and Pine Forest.
And heroes deserve a special thank-you.
What did you have in mind?
Let's make pinecone pizza for him!
But Dad makes it the best.
We can still give it a try.
- Dad deserves it. - Yeah.
Great idea.
I think Dad does it like this?
Dad's doesn't have a hole in it.
It's more like this.
How on earth does your father break these into crunchy little pieces?
Add some pepper...
It doesn't exactly look like Dad's.
Doesn't even look like pizza.
Might be too many pine cones.
There. That's better.
- In you go, lumpy... - ...peppery pizza...
...thingy.
Diary, delivering the mail takes lots of hard work...
- Look at that. - ...and so does making pinecone pizza.
How do you think it's gonna turn out?
And Dad does it all.
At first, I wanted him home to make pizza for me,
but now I'm so glad he's out there delivering the mail
to owls who really need it.
What's happening in here?
Pinecone pizza night
We made it just for you, Dad.
Wow.
I really do have the best family ever.
But I thought you needed me to make it.
You've already done so much for everyone.
Now it's our turn to do something for you.
It's ready!
Guess it's not exactly like yours.
Nope. It's better, because it was made by all of you.
Now let's eat.
Awesome!
It's different, but I like it.
Kinda weird, but I think it's good.
It's perfect.
Too much pepper.
"Treetopington Times."
Great night for a fly, huh, Baxter?
Hey, how about we stop for some seeds-on-a-stick?
Yum.
Good idea, Mom.
Jolly good. Yes.
- Can I try the special? - Well, of course.
Scrumptious!
Oh, no. My last jar of seeds!
I'll get it!
I caught it.
What wing-eye coordination.
Wow. Thanks, Eva.
If you hadn't saved those seeds,
I would've had to close for the rest of the night.
And I wouldn't have been able to eat my favorite snack.
Eva saved snack time.
I am so proud of you.
Every owl in town should hear about this. It should be in the newspaper.
Really?
Really. The Treetopington Times often celebrates helpful owls.
You see, here's a story about a helpful owl who cleaned up the birdbath.
Tomorrow they could write about how you helped save snack time.
And thank goodness you did.
- Yay! - Yeah.
Me? In the paper?
That would be flaptastic!
Let's get a picture of you for the newspaper.
Say "seeds."
Seeds.
"Spectacular Seed Rescue. Eva saves snack time for all of Treetopington."
- Way to go, kiddo. - Thanks.
Diary, guess who's the big news in Treetopington?
It's me!
I'm on the front page of the newspaper.
I wonder if anyone else in town has seen my story.
There's my little seed-saver.
I'm framing your newspaper story so we can hang it up on the wall.
Mom, can I be in the newspaper again tomorrow?
Well, the newspaper shares new stories each night.
They can be stories about helpful owls, like you,
or owls doing something that's never been done before--
Then I'm going to do something new to get in the newspaper.
- Can I borrow your camera? - Of course.
Thanks, Mom.
- Let's go! - Yay!
You got this, Jacob.
Come on.
So close.
- Hi, Eva. - Hi. What are you playing?
We're trying to flap the owlball
all the way over the world's largest pine cone.
Wow.
Wait.
Has anyone ever done that before?
I've never seen anyone do it.
Me neither.
Your turn, Kiera.
- You got this. - Diary,
no one's ever flapped the owlball over the pine cone before.
If I can do it, I'll be in the newspaper for sure,
and everyone will read about me again!
- Can I try? - Sure.
- And can you take my picture? - Sure?
All right, pine cone.
This owlball is gonna fly right over you.
Here we go.
Wait. That was just a warm-up.
- Can I try again? - Why not?
Let's go!
Here we go, Eva Here we go
Aw, squirrels, not even close.
That's okay.
It's really hard to do.
Guess that's why no one's ever done it before.
If I want to get into the paper, I've gotta find a new thing to do.
Eva! Eva!
Hi, Eva. I saw you in the newspaper.
I loved reading about your seed save.
Thanks.
But soon that's gonna be old news.
I've gotta figure out something to do that no owl has ever done before.
- We can help you come up with something. - Really?
There are lots of acorns around here.
Maybe you could balance a bunch of them on your wings.
I like that.
Yeah! Yeah!
While walking all the way across this branch.
I've never seen anyone do that before.
Then I'm gonna do it.
Newspaper, here I come.
Sue, can you take a photo?
Sure thing.
- Let's get stacking acorns. - Yeah!
Wow. So many acorns.
Newspaper, here I come.
My wings. So tired from hitting that owlball.
One more?
Put it on my head?
All right. Ready.
- Come on, Eva! Yeah! - Yay! Come on, Eva!
No, no, no, no!
That was a great try.
That didn't work.
Sorry, Eva.
- Want to come join our picnic? - Maybe later.
Diary, bad news.
All my plans to do something no owl has done before
came crashing to the ground.
I'm so disappointed I'm not going to be in the newspaper again.
Something smells good.
Would you like a snack?
Thanks.
I really wish I'd been able to do something to get in the newspaper.
Yummy.
Wow. No, double yummy.
This is the most scrumptiously flaptastic bread I've ever tasted.
It's a brand-new recipe we came up with. Pumpkin seed bread.
Yeah. No one's ever made this kind of bread before.
No one? Are you sure?
We thought of the idea to add pumpkin seeds for a tasty crunch.
It's a brand-new flavor!
Carlos. Sue.
Maybe you two should be in the Treetopington Times.
We can share the recipe with the whole town!
Eva, can you take our picture with the bread?
Well...
Then everyone can see how delicious it looks.
Say "pumpkin seeds."
Pumpkin seeds!
"Sue and Carlos bake brand-new super scrumptious bread."
Look. It even has the recipe so we can make it ourselves.
That bread sounds ultra delicious.
Is something wrong, sweetie?
I just kinda wish the story was about me.
I understand.
We're in the newspaper!
Thanks for sharing our story with the newspaper.
It was no problem.
I brought my mom the picture,
and she told the Treetopington Times all about it.
This is so cool!
Do you smell that yummy smell?
Pumpkin seed bread!
Hey, thanks for sharing your bread recipe in the newspaper.
We baked it, and it's delicious.
- All right! - Thanks.
Wow.
Your bread is making everyone so happy.
It sure is.
I'm glad more owls are getting to try your bread.
This is incredible.
Sue, Carlos, thanks for your recipe.
This bread is so scrumptious and pumpkin-y.
I made a lot. Want some?
- Yes, please. - Sure.
- Thank you, Lucy. - Yum!
Diary, great news.
I don't need the newspaper story to be about me.
Yum!
What goes in the paper are stories that make owls' lives better.
- Like Sue and Carlos's recipe. - I had so much fun baking it.
Now the whole town gets to eat super yummy pumpkin seed bread.
Yummy!
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I've never seen anyone dance like that before.
You should be in the newspaper!
- Totally. - Go, Lucy!
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