03x17 - Room Enough

[bunniefuu]

♪♪

Ah! There.

My room's all tidy.

Now I can finally go down to the shop and get to work.

What the huh?

Oh, that isn't right.

[chuckle]

Sorry, Teddy.

[squeak]

[knock at door]

Yo, Blythe!

You've got mail!

Ha ha ha ha!

I have no idea what that means.

That's just sad.

Wow! The annual 'Cool Bedrooms' issue of my fave teen magazine.

Huh.

Oh, I could just spend hours here

in your cute little room, Blythie.

Oh, wait...I have! [chuckle]

[door closes]

Oh! Check it out!

So sleek and modern looking! Way cool.

No frills, curlicues, or teddy bears.

What was I thinking?

Whatever it was, it seemed like a good idea at the time.

But that was then, and this is so now.

Like the magazine suggests,

it's time for me to do away with the frilly

and bring on the sleek!

LPS will just have to wait awhile today.

I've got work to do here!

♪ You think about all the things ♪

♪ That you love to do

♪ It all comes true

♪ You find a place you never knew ♪

♪ Where you're happy to

♪ Just be you!

♪ We can be [yeah]

♪ Who we want to be [yeah]

♪ At littlest pet shop

♪ You and me

♪ We can be [yeah]

♪ Who we want to be [yeah]

♪ At littlest pet shop

♪ You and me

[buzzing]

First things, first.

These silly curlicues are a major roadblock

to serious studying.

And this bedding is definitely out.

I'm going to pull off a complete bedroom makeover

using everything I already own.

When I'm done, this place will look even better

than anything in the magazine.

Good morning, sweeties!

This is Meow-Meow.

He'll be staying with us today.

Oh, he's so cute and tiny.

I'm sure he'll be no trouble at all.

Welcome to Littlest Pet Shop, Meow-Meow.

Since you are our guest,

you can tell us what you'd like to do.

Why?

Well...

no visitor has ever asked us that question before.

Why?

I'm not sure why.

Why?

[louder] I just said, 'I don't know why.'

Why?

I have a feeling this is going to be a long day.

Agh! I'm just not getting it.

None of these designs will make a modern and sleek

'cool bedroom'.

I'm missing something, but what?

Maybe this was a bad idea.

Might as well go down to the pet shop.

THAT'S IT!

♪♪

This design motif will look so cool!

[snipping]

Now, that's what I'm talkin' about.

How can I stop when I'm in the zone?

♪♪

I knew I'd find a use for these old elastic waistbands someday.

♪♪

There! The perfect bungee seat!

♪♪

So, Meow-Meow...

Do you think this outfit is dated?

I do.

Why?

Because casual was hot last year.

Why?

Only the most cutting edge styles are hip

and up-to-date, darling.

Why?

Because!

Meow-Meow, stay here with Pepper.

She'll know how to connect with you on your level.

Hey, what's that supposed to mean?

So, Meow-Meow, uh, want to hear a joke?

Why?

Uh, because that's what I do.

I tell jokes.

Why?

Ah, look, don't worry about it.

Why did the chicken cross the playground?

Why?

To get to the other slide!

Haw haw haw haw!

It's like slide but it's a playgrou-.

Hmm.

He's so short, the jokes are sailing right over his head.

OK, Meow-Meow,

you force me to break out my 'A' material.

When I play golf, I wear two pairs of pants.

Why?

In case I get a hole in one!

Ha ha ha ha!

A hole in one!

Ha ha.

It's funny!

Listen.

A guy needs at least some life experience

to appreciate the finer points of professional comedy.

I'm going to develop a complex if this keeps up!

Oh, hey Meow-Meow.

I'll bet you're just itchin' to see

how I polished my dance moves to perfection.

Whoa!

[thud]

Why?

Well, uh, because that's what I'd like to know...

if I were you.

Why?

Gosh. Well, that's a good question.

Why?

You know, now that you ask, I - I haven't got a clue!

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why?

[echo] Why? Why? Why?

[scream]

This is all too much for me!

Oh, where the heck is Blythe?

She'd know how to handle this kitty!

[sobbing]

Blythe! Of course!

We need to get Blythe to help us answer

Meow-Meow's constant questions.

Has anyone seen her today?

[negative]

Hey! The dumbwaiter is stuck up at Blythe's apartment.

All: Why!

This is very weird.

I'll say. We haven't seen Blythe all day.

No day is complete without Blythe.

Why?

Well, Meow-Meow, Blythe is the only person

who can talk with and understand us pets.

Why?

Oh, well, that's easy.

Blythe can understand us because...

because...

Oh!

I'm not sure!

Hmmm. Well...

It probably has something to do

with the sheer size of Blythe's head.

Oh yes!

She does have a generously sized cranial structure.

Why?

All: Huh?

Hey, I might not be the smartest guy...

That's all I wanted to say.

Meow-Meow, you asked a very important question.

Why can Blythe talk with and understand pets?

Blythe: Bed and bedding? Check!

Bungee chair? Check!

Cool new lampshade?

Check!

Too bad nothing I can do

will make my white dresser look cooler.

Except paint it black!

We've never really stopped to consider

why Blythe is able to understand what we say.

Or, how.

Oh, I think I know!

It simply had to be that Blythe was raised by apes!

♪♪

She learned to swing from jungle vines

before she could walk.

Wild monkeys taught her climbing

and she got her social ability from chimps,

who laugh and grin all day and night.

[giggles and squawks]

[splat]

She picked up her design skills from my whole simian clan.

♪♪

Oh, and her mind was able to quickly grasp

people-talk 'cause she was born a human

and picked it up like second nature

after she was caught and sold to a zoo.

But the zoo got in trouble for exhibiting a small human

and Blythe was soon adopted

by a kindly airline pilot on layover who,

who dabbled in zoology in his free time.

He needed a daughter because he had a habit

of buying up old doll houses and stuffed animals

at yard sales and, haha, well...you know,

people were starting to talk.

The end!

Uh, that's some idea you've got there, Minka.

Thanks!

Anyone else?

I see our Blythe as a master conjurer.

[poof!]

♪♪

She understands how to perform

a good and convincing illusion.

[cheers and applause]

She can talk to us

because she also knows how to really listen.

A good magician does that, and Blythe is,

in many ways, the best magician I've ever seen.

[expl*si*n]

So how does she do it?

The greatest magicians never tell their secrets.

[cheers and applause]

That's my theory, and I think it's a good one.

HA! Of course you'd think Blythe's a magician,

but you are way off.

Oh, no!

Blythe isn't any sort of magician out to trick us.

♪♪

I think what she does

comes down to her one-of-a-kind ability

to hear messages inside her head,

on her own sub-atomic hearing level

[beeps]

from antenna-headed crowds of space beings,

far out in, uh, space.

And it's just that simple.

See, Blythe alone can translate these weird messages

from advanced alien beings,

which she uses to help create all her fashion designs,

so that they come out just slightly beyond

average human understanding.

It's what ordinary people call 'the cutting edge.'

And it's high-minded stuff like that right there

which has caused her to be able to talk to

and understand animals in her spare Earth time,

for her own, much-needed mental relaxation.

Piece of cake!

Which reminds me...

I want cake.

Meow-Meow: Why?

♪♪

Ha! Absolutely better than the magazine.

And it didn't cost me one cent.

Now it's time to get physical.

♪ Sometimes every day feels like every other day ♪

♪ Nothing ever changes and you can't seem to get away ♪

♪

♪ But nothing is stopping you

♪ From trying out something new ♪

♪ Let it all shine Let it all shine ♪

♪ Out with the old And in with the new ♪

♪ Get up and be Something totally you ♪

♪ Yeah, take a rocket to a brand new world ♪

♪ And be a different kind of girl ♪

♪

♪ When things have stayed the same for way too long ♪

♪ And you're tired of listening to the same old song ♪

♪ A new station is tuning in

♪ And you're feeling it start to begin ♪

♪ Let it all shine Let it all shine ♪

♪ Out with the old And in with the new ♪

♪ Get up and be Something totally you ♪

♪ Yeah, take a rocket to a brand new world ♪

♪ And be a different kind of girl ♪

♪ A different kind of girl

♪ A different kind of girl

♪♪

♪ [sigh]

Vinnie, I do not believe aliens have anything to do

with Blythe being able to understand pets.

Well, you don't put in as much time watching

science-fiction classics on TV as I do.

[everyone shouts at once]

Hey! Everyone listen!

What?

I don't hear anything.

Exactly.

No tiny kitten with his constant questions.

Hey, you're right!

Where is that fuzzy little question machine?

Yo, Meow-Meow!

Come out, come out, wherever you are!

[crash]

Russell: He's tiny, so he couldn't have gone far.

Wrong! LOOK!

[gasps]

[mewing]

Oh no!

Meow-Meow must be trying to get to Blythe's room

to ask her why she can speak to pets!

We have to get Meow-Meow down from there

before Blythe unknowingly uses the dumbwaiter!

Penny Ling: We'll get you down, Meow-Meow.

Just hold on!

Mew!

All right, everyone; let's all try shouting up

to alert Blythe.

Blythe! [over and over]

Hmmm. Not like Blythe to ignore us.

She must be really busy with homework or something

that's engaging all of her mental power.

♪ [music in headphones]

[crash]

[clatter]

I know! I know!

I can climb right up there and rescue the little guy.

After all, swinging from a rope

takes up a good chunk of my day.

While that's true, Minka, it could be a little tricky

with Meow-Meow dangling on the rope like--

I'll be right back with Meow-Meow!

♪♪

Hi, there! Here's the drill.

You gotta let go and hang onto me, kid.

Why?

I can safely take you back down 'cause I'm a monkey

and monkeys hardly ever slip or fall.

Why?

Well, it's all because...

♪ [eerie]

Uh-oh.

Uh...

♪♪

Meow-Meow? It might have been a very bad idea

for me to come up here, inside this closed, very narrow... Bye!

[scream]

Space monkey! Space monkey! Space monkey!

[mewing]

Don't worry, Meow-Meow; we'll get you down from there.

We've got to reach Meow-Meow another way.

Come on!

♪ [m*llitary snare drum]

Hut! Hut! Hut!

Hut! Hut! Hut!

Hut! Hut! Hut! [continues]

Not too shabby.

[knock at door]

Hey! Wow!

Look at your room!

What brought all this on?

Well, my magazine had all these great photos

of 'cool bedrooms' that look all sleek and modern.

Nothing at all like mine.

Honey, you know I'm mightily impressed

with your mad design skills.

Um, but right now, I've got to ....

go alphabetize my DVD collection.

Dad, what are you holding back?

Oh.

Your old room was full of...

Curlicues, teddy bears and frilly things?

Yep.

And it was totally you.

I guess I'm just going to miss it is all.

Well, those DVD's won't alphabetize themselves.

Maybe Dad's right.

My old room was me.

This room is what a magazine

thinks my room should be.

Well, you know what you've got to do now.

[loud wheezing]

Hut.....

Hut...

[groan]

Let's go, Sunil.

Everyone's depending on us.

[wheeze]

Right behind you, Vinnie.

Come on, Sunil! I know it was a tough climb,

but we're finally here.

This is Blythe's apartment.

Whoa! What are you two little guys doing out of the day camp?

Must have wandered away and gotten lost.

I'll take you right back down.

[moan]

Yep.

That looks just right.

[meowing]

What the what?

[meowing]

Where's that meowing coming from?

Hut-hut-hut-hut...

Space monkey. Space monkey.

Space monkey.

[meowing]

Russell: Meow-Meow, you've got to keep holding on.

We'll get you down somehow.

Even if we have absolutely no idea how we'll do it.

All: Right.

[meowing]

Is someone in there?

[shouts from the pets]

Pets?

Russell: Blythe, you've got to help him!

Blythe: Help who?

Meow-Meow!

Meow-Meow?

[meowing]

That's coming from under the dumbwaiter car.

Oh no! There's a kitty stuck in the dumbwaiter shaft!

♪♪

Meow-Meow!

My name is Blythe.

I'm going to help you.

Why?

Because I don't want you to get hurt.

♪♪

[gasp]

♪♪

Meow! Meow!

Now I see you!

Easy there.

Got you!

[cheers]

Welcome to my room.

I redecorated it today.

Why?

'Cause I thought I should,

but now I realize I shouldn't have.

Why?

Um, I'll explain later.

Right now I've got to get you back to the day camp.

Sorry I couldn't have spent more time

with you today, Meow-Meow,

but I got all caught up in remodelling my room.

Why?

Well I thought I was ready for a change,

but it turns out, I'm not.

Not yet, anyway.

Why?

You sure are an inquisitive little fellow,

aren't you?

[happy chatter]

Thank goodness you're OK, Meow-Meow.

That was very unsafe.

Blythe, now that Meow-Meow's safe,

and you're here, there's a few things we want to know.

What?

Why can you understand pets?

Why can you speak our language?

Why is it no other humans can?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why?

All: Why?

Wow! You pets sure ask a lot of questions!

Huh?

So, Blythe?

How is it that you can understand us?

Hmm, you know what, Russell?

I have no idea.

I just love that I can.

Mrs. Twombly: Blythe!

Meow-Meow's owner is here.

Mew! Mew! Mew!

Oh, he's talking to me.

How cute!

Hey, what the heck kept you up in your room

all day, anyway?

Oh, yeah!

I almost forgot!

Come check it out.

OK! You can all look now.

It looks just like it always has.

Cute, fun, frilly...

Blythe!

Exactly!

[happy chatter]

♪♪

Can't believe I almost threw all this away.

Just goes to show

you can't believe everything you read.

[happy chatter]

[yips and squawks]

That's my daughter!