01x13 - Egg Sitting

[bunniefuu]

♪♪

♪ One step at a time

♪ Who could suppose what together we'll find ♪

♪ With every pair of shoes that we try ♪

♪ We'll have a new adventure, you and I... ♪

♪ Where will my feet take me today? ♪

♪ Nobody knows for sure

♪ But come for a walk, I'll lead the way ♪

♪ To places never seen before

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[FRANNY HUMMING]

[CHUCKLES]

Still giving my shoes a spit-shine?

Ew, spit-shine?

It's just an expression.

These days, we use shoe polish for an extra-good shine.

[PHONE RINGS]

Oh?

I'll be right back.

I want to give Grandpa's shoes an extra-good shine.

Maybe I should use shoe polish?

A-ha! Perfectamundo.

[GASP] Oh, no!

It's RED shoe polish!

[SCRUB, SCRUB]

It won't come off!

Oh, Grandpa's going to be so disappointed.

Yes, we're open till six.

Goodbye.

[GASP]

Is everything all right?

Mm-hmm!

[BELL RINGS]

Look, a customer!

My hiking boots are all musty and dusty.

Can you spruce them up for my next safari?

Sprucing up is my specialty.

Could you put these in the Fix-it box, please?

Okay, Grandpa!

Where will my feet take me today?

[TWINKLES]

Wheee...

...oof!

Who are you? How did you get in this nest?

I'm Franny!

I kind of dropped in by accident.

That's all right. My name is Desta.

I'm egg-sitting.

It's my first time!

Would you like to see the egg?

Okay!

Wow! It's beautiful!

I know!

I want to do an extra-good job of egg-sitting.

My mom said I could take the egg to the river bank if I promise

to keep it safe and clean.

Would you like to come?

Sure.

Let's go!

It should be safe here.

Let's make mud pies.

Good idea.

Mud pie! Yum yum!

[GASP]

Oh! [GIGGLES]

Franny!

Hey!

Gotcha back!

Hmm... Since we're muddy anyway...

MUD FIGHT!

[GIGGLES AND GRUNTS]

Gotcha!

(laugh)

(Giggle) We need a bath.

Last one in's a rotten egg!

[SQUAWK]

Oops! You go in first Desta.

I'll stay here and watch the egg.

Okay. I'll be right back.

Oh no!

What is it?

I can't find the egg!

The mud must have splattered all over the egg...

..and the rocks!

Now we can't tell them apart!

Maybe it's this one!

No - this one?

Everything's so muddy...

There's only one thing to do...

wash them off one by one.

Rock.

(sigh) Rock.

I'm going to find it if I have to wash every rock on the beach!

Desta, I found the egg!

You did? Let me see!

What's that?

It's not coming off.

I promised my mom I'd keep it clean.

Maybe it'll wash off.

Ahh!


Oh, dungbeetles!

Ah, hm...

There's a long stick!

Come on!

Faster!

Don't worry we'll catch up when it gets to that log.

I got it!

We did it!

Thank goodness you're safe!

But the stain is still there.

It's getting late.

My mother will be home soon.

We'd better get back to the nest.

Come on, let's run!

I've got a better idea. I'll run!

Whoa!

Hang on!

I'm home! That's odd.

Desta? Where are you?

Woah!!

She's back already!

Oh, I can't tell her that the egg got dirty!

I know! I'll hide!

I don't think that's going to help.

You're right.

I guess I have to tell her what happened.

There you are! Is everything okay?

Not exactly.

There's something I have to tell you...

...and that's the whole story.

I guess I'm an awful egg-sitter.

I wouldn't say that.

I'm glad you told me.

And you were very brave to rescue

the egg from the river.

Really? Franny helped.

Do you think we can wash off the stain?

I don't think that would be a very good idea.

It's not a stain after all,

it's the beginning of a cr*ck.

Look! It's hatching!

Aw, Happy birthday!

[CHEEP! CHEEP!]

I better go now.

I've got to get back to my grandpa.

Thanks for helping Franny.

You're welcome. Goodbye!

[GIGGLES]

[TWINKLES]

That was Frantabulous!

An 'eggs-tra' special shell.

Another treasure for my shoebox.

There you are, Franny!

Where've you been hiding?

Africa.

But Desta taught me that hiding

isn't always a good idea.

Desta?

An ostrich.

She thought the mark on the egg

was a stain but it was really hatching.

Grandpa, I have to show you something.

Galloping galoshes! What happened?

I wanted to do an extra-good job...

but I made a kerfuffle of it.

Thank you for telling me.

Now, don't worry.

A little black shoe polish, and they'll be good as new!

Really?

Really. But on the other hand...

...I've never had a pair of spiffy red shoes before.

Is there any of that red shoe polish left?

There sure is!

Where will my feet take me tomorrow?