01x07 - Make It Write

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- Guess who?

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- That's right!

It's me,
Professor Eeky Eeky Kronk.

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♪ - Sheira and Loli
are out of controli with ♪

♪ twice as much
music and double the fun. ♪

♪ With Eeky Eeky Kronk and The
Funkins, too, with the quirks, ♪

♪ Molly and Doodles. ♪

♪ Sheira and Loli
are out of controli. ♪

♪ Come into the
Dittydoodle Works. ♪

♪ Sheira and Loli's
Dittydoodle Works. ♪

- Okay.

I'm going to finish this story
if it's the last thing I do.

So, let's see
what I got up to, hmm.

Once upon a time there
was a little girl who lived

in a little
house just outside town.

One beautiful morning,
the girl woke up and heard

a strange sound
coming from her friend's porch.

So, she climbed
up on the couch and peered

out the window only
to find the cutest little

puppy sitting there.

So she gently opened the door
as to not scare the puppy away,

and sure enough,
there was this cute little puppy

staring up at her.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

So, when the girl
went out to the porch,

the puppy came right
over and sat in front of her.

The girl picked up the
puppy who was obviously lost

and noticeably frightened.

The girl brought
the puppy into her house

and gave it
a treat and some water.

The puppy was getting
more happy by the minute!

By the end of the day,
the girl and the puppy had

become good friends.

But the girl knew
that someone in her neighborhood

was probably sad
about losing the adorable pup.

She knew she
had to do something.

So she [inaudible] .

No.

So she picked up a--uh, no.

She--she--oh--oh.

I am never
gonna finish this story.

I forgot how to write.

Ugh, no.

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- Easy, easy.

Oh, hey Doodles, look!

My kite's up!

It's up!

- That's because it's over!

- Over?

It took Amelia
Earhart [inaudible]

two hours to
get that thing off the ground.

- Yes, Sheira.

Why does it
have to be over anyway?

- I'm not talking
about your kite flying.

It's my writing
career that's over.

- That's funny.

I never knew it began.

- Very funny, Doodles.

- But something
happened, though.

I can't write anymore.
- What's the matter?

Your hand cramped up
from holding the pen too long?

- Oh, I wish
it was that simple.

I was in the middle
of that story I'm writing for

the biggest
writing contest of my life!

- Oh, you mean
the one about the little girl

who wakes up one morning
and finds a lost pooch

on the front porch?

- Yeah, the pooch on the porch.

Call the New York Times.

Sounds like a
best seller to me.

- And then she
brings it in her house.

- Uh-huh.

- And they become friends!

- Yeah.

- And--and what happens next?

- That's just it!

I have no idea,
and I've been wracking my brain

for two days
just thinking about it.

- Ooh, that's gotta hurt.

- Well, you better
figure it out soon or else

it'll be too late for
you to enter the contest.

- No kidding!

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♪ - A boy finds a pup,
and he scoops her right up, ♪

♪ and he makes her his pet,
and he names [inaudible] . ♪

♪ That's as far as I get. ♪

♪ Then brick wall brain
stall, thoughts are racing, ♪

♪ now they crawl. ♪

♪ I hope it gets brighter
or I can't be a writer, ♪

♪ no I can't
be a writer at all. ♪

♪ So I try another story. ♪

♪ A prince has a date
with a princess who's late, ♪

♪ then she says here I am,
see I brought you a lamb, ♪

♪ and the lamb starts
to scram then brick wall, ♪

♪ brain stall,
mind is rolled up in a ball. ♪

♪ I hope it gets brighter
or I can't be a writer, ♪

♪ no I can't
be a writer at all. ♪

♪ I get an
idea for a story to tell, ♪

♪ and it starts out well, ♪

♪ and it starts to gel
'til that wall gets hit, ♪

♪ and I fall down a pit, down
a deep, deep, dark, dark pit. ♪

♪ Hmm. ♪

♪ So I try again. ♪

♪ A duck's very
fond of his blueberry pond, ♪

♪ but the pond starts to
leak and he opens his beak, ♪

♪ and the ducks start to speak,
then brick wall, brain stall, ♪

♪ down a pit
I start to fall. ♪

♪ If it doesn't get brighter, I
can't be a writer, ♪

♪ no I can't be a writer. ♪

♪ And the duck starts
to speak, and--no I can't ♪

♪ be a writer at all. ♪

Humpf!

- This one has
Miss Molly written all over it.

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- Come on.

It's okay.

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- Oh, no.

- Okay, Seira .

Seira.

- No, no.

- Down!

I know
exactly what your problem is.

- You do?

- Absolutely.

- Dogs are the problem, right?

Try writing
about cats instead.

- No, Doodles.

- Monkeys, uh,
wait, uh, turtles?

No, porcupines.

- No.

- Iguanas?

- Doodles, it has nothing
to do with the type of animal

she was writing about.

The problem is
that Sheira is suffering

from a little
case of writer's block.

- Writer's block?

Oh no!

- Don't worry, Sheira,
I'll get Eeky working on a

cure right away!

We'll get you
through this, Sis.

- Loli, come back here.

It's nothing to panic about.

It can happen to
any creative person who's

trying to be creative.

A writer like Sheira,
an artist like myself or even

a scientist like Eeky.

- But--but--but it's
never happened to me before.

- Well, you
know what they say?

There's a first
time for everything.

The good news is there's
always a cure for it.

- There is?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, but the problem
is that you'll probably need

a referral letter
from your primary care physician

to get it, and by that time,
the contest deadline entry

will have come and gone.

- Is that true, Miss Molly?

- No!

It isn't.

Because the cure
is nothing that comes from

a doctor or a pharmacist.

It comes from anything and
everything that's around you.

It's called inspiration.

- Inspiration?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, inspiration.

You know that
stuff that drips down your

face when you're really
hot and you're running around.

- Wrong,
waxenheimer [phonetic] .

That's perspiration.

- Inspiration is
something very different.

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♪ - Where does it come from? ♪

♪ What is it for? ♪

♪ It's a little push
that opens the door. ♪

♪ To create creations,
ideas and more that make ♪

♪ the world
better than before. ♪

♪ Ah, inspiration,
na na na na, na na na na, ♪

♪ inspiration
na na na na, na na na na. ♪

♪ Like a candle burning
in the middle of the night ♪

♪ with a little inspiration,
you'll see the light. ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Where will it come from? ♪

♪ You never can tell. ♪

♪ Oh, word a breeze,
the ring of a bell. ♪

♪ Once it strikes,
you're under its spell. ♪

♪ So just be
quiet and listen well. ♪

♪ Ah, inspiration. ♪

♪ Na, na na na na,
inspiration. ♪

♪ Na na na na,
na na na na. ♪

♪ Like a candle burning
in the middle of the night ♪

♪ with a little inspiration,
you'll see the light. ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Na na na na, inspiration. ♪

♪ Na na na na, na na na na,
inspiration, na na na na, ♪

♪ Like a candle burning
in the middle of the night, ♪

♪ with a little inspiration,
you'll see the light. ♪

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- Hi, Eeky.

- Oh, yeah.

Just in time.

Will you stir
this for a second?

- Sure.

- I'll be right back, ya.

- Is this another secret
formula to stop hair loss?

- Nope.
- Hmm.

I know.

A new hiccup
suppressing syrup.

- No, I--I making
some split pea soup for lunch.

Ooh, would you like some?

- Um, no thanks.

Uh, Eeky, you've been
a brilliant professor

and adventurer
for a long time.

What do you do when
you need to find inspiration?

- Well, that depends.

Sometimes I like
to go for a long walk,

and sometimes I like
to make split pea soup.

- Uh-uh.

- And sometimes at
night I like to sit in

the giggle garden
and look up at all

the stars, ya.

- The stars!

I can surely
relate to that, Eeky!

Thanks!

- Okay.

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For that [inaudible]
toil and trouble,

it's split
pea soup we make.

Oh ya.

- Doing a
little stargazing, Sis?

- Yeah.

Boy, they're
sure out tonight.

The sky
couldn't look more beautiful.

I'm hoping Eeky's right,
and I can find inspiration

like he does
from all that twinkling.

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♪ - Late at night
I watch you as you brighten ♪

♪ up the sky. ♪

♪ Aren't you afraid
of being up there oh so high. ♪

♪ Twinkling star, I see you. ♪

♪ Twinkling star,
do you see me, too? ♪

♪ I hope that some day I
can fly past the moon to you. ♪

♪ Right before
I go to sleep, ♪

♪ I look at you and pray. ♪

♪ Wouldn't it be nice
if you were not so far away? ♪

♪ Twinkling star, I see you. ♪

♪ Twinkling star,
do you see me, too. ♪

♪ I hope that some day I can
fly past the moon to you. ♪

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- Oh.

Star light, star bright,
first star I see tonight.

Wish I may, wish I might,
have this wish, I wish tonight.

♪ - How I love
your sheath and cover ♪

♪ and the way you glow. ♪

♪ You and all
your friends look like ♪

♪ you're putting on a show. ♪

♪ Twinkling star, I see you. ♪

♪ Twinkling star,
do you see me, too? ♪

♪ I hope that
some day I can fly past ♪

♪ the moon to you. ♪

♪ Twinkling star, I see you. ♪

♪ Twinkling star,
do you see me, too? ♪

♪ I hope that
some day I can fly past ♪

♪ the moon to you. ♪

♪ I hope that
some day I can fly past ♪

♪ the moon to you. ♪

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- Hmm.

- Ah!

- Oh.

Ah!

Oh.

Okay.

Oh, oh!

- Oh.

You're so close, Sis!

- Loli, let's face it.

If a galaxy of stars
can't even inspire me,

what can?

- Oh.

Hey, I know
a place that can!

I can't believe
I didn't think of it before.

- Where?

- Come on.

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- What is all that racket?

♪ music playing ♪

- Q to the irk quirk,
quirk, quirk.

My name is Zippy,
and I'm a quirk.

I watch
Star Trek with Captain Kirk.

My favorite
dessert is apple strudel.

I'm hangin' with
my posse here, Ditty Doodle.

- Yo, girls.

Wassup?

- Zippy, what are you doing?

- It's not Zippy anymore.

It's Zip Master Z, Sheira.

And say hello to
my home frog back there,

DJ Froggy ML.

- Ribbit, ribbit.

- Froggy ML?

- Yeah, Froggy, my love.

- Will one of you
please tell us what's going on?

I took Sheira in here
to help her find inspiration.

What better than the music
room to inspire someone?

- You're telling me?

I thought of
that before you did.

Why do you think
I came in here first?

I want you two
to be the first to know

I decided to
become a rap star.

- A what?

- Yeah.

I heard all
about Sheira's writer's

block and
perspiration problem.

- Oh, inspiration problem!

- Yeah, whatever, anyway.

I decided it was
time for me to get inspired

and challenge
myself to try new things,

reach new highs,
and get my old fruit

juices flowing.

- Um, I believe you mean
creative juices, Zippy.

- Whatever flavor,
doesn't matter.

The point is the time
has come for me to look at

music and fashion
for my inspiration so

I can become the next
Jay-Z and LL Cool J.

And it works for them,
see, then why can't it work

for a quirk like me quirk.

In fact, I bet it
can work for you, too, Sheira.

Uh, check it out.

Hit it Froggy.

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- Your name is Sheira,
quirk, and you used to write

stories and poems
all day and night.

The time is ticking
on the contest clock.

All you need is inspiration
to cure the writer's block, kid.

- Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Oh.

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- There's got to be
something that will give me

the inspiration
I need to finish my story.

If I can
only find it right now.

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- What was that?

Where's that coming from?

- Thank you for bringing
me into your house,

little girl.

Woof, woof.

I know that dogs aren't
supposed to talk or anything.

But I thought maybe if I did,
it would help you finish your

story about me.

Woof, woof.

- Doodles.

- So, did it help?

- What?

- What do you mean what?

Didn't I just
give you any inspiration?

- Oh.

Is that what
you were doing?

- I know.
I know.

You were mesmerized
by my incredible acting ability.

Same thing always
happens to one of my colleagues.

Perhaps you've heard
of him, Mr. Antonio Banderas.

- Aw, Doodles.

That was so sweet
of you to try to help me.

- I know.
I know.

So, go ahead.

Pick up the pen
and finish writing your story.

You're running out of time
to enter the writing contest.

- Okay.

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- What's wrong?

- I--I don' know, Doodles.

I guess it didn't work.

- No inspiration?

- Sorry.

- That's okay
'cause now I've got inspiration,

and that little
performance I just gave

made me realize
that it's high time for

a one crayon
show on Broadway.

Yep, the great white
way is now about to turn purple.

But I owe it all to you.

Thanks for getting
writer's block, Sheira.

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- Ah, seems like everyone
is finding inspiration but me.

Oh.

♪ music playing ♪

- Hi, Sheira.

- Yo.

- Uh, why you
dressed like Zippy, Sis?

- You mean Zip Master Z?

Because I'm desperately
looking for my inspiration,

and I figured
if it worked for him-

- Uh, I was just
in the music room again, Sheira.

Trust me.

It doesn't work for him.

- Oh, I don't
know what to do, Loli.

If I don't finish
my story in the next few hours,

I won't be able to enter
the writing contest in time.

- You know,
maybe part of finding

inspiration is realizing
that what works for someone

else doesn't
necessarily work for you.

- Great.

So that means
no one can help me.

- Sheira, all those terrific
stories and beautiful poems

you've written before,
what gave you inspiration then?

- Well, lots of things.

But most importantly,
reading the wonderful work

of other writers.

- Aha!

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♪ - Reading is like
taking a vacation in your mind.
♪

♪ You can go around the world,
visit many boys and girls, ♪

♪ find an oyster filled with
pearls, watch a mystery unfurl.
♪

♪ Or count
to 10 and learn your ABC's. ♪

♪ Your imagination's soaring
when you're reading a good book.
♪

♪ You feel like
you're enwrapped to the page ♪

♪ your eyes are strapped. ♪

♪ Will the
villainous be trapped? ♪

♪ Oh, please
just one more chapter. ♪

♪ And then I'll come and
eat my dinner, please. ♪

♪ There is nothing
quite like reading. ♪

♪ Your mind,
the words are feeding ♪

♪ like earth
and rain to a seedling. ♪

♪ Just watch your
imagination grow and grow. ♪

♪ Do you know
what you want to be ♪

♪ when you are all grown up? ♪

♪ If you'll read,
then you'll find out just ♪

♪ what you're all about. ♪

♪ This I have no doubt from
the rooftop you will shout. ♪

♪ I can be
anything I want to be. ♪

♪ There is nothing
quite like reading . ♪

♪ Your mind,
the words are feeding like ♪

♪ earth and rain to a seedling,
just watch your imagination ♪

♪ grow, and grow,
and grow and grow. ♪

♪ music playing ♪

- Hey, Sis.

I figured out a way for
you to help keep your chin up.

Take a look at my kite.

- Loli, that's so sweet.

And don't give up, Sis.

Love, Loli.

Oh, that's it!

I've got it!

Thank to you
I found my inspiration!

- What'd I do?

- Same thing you always do!

Be the best
sister in the whole wide world!

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have to go finish my story.

Oh, love you.

See you later!

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- Did you make it?

- With one hour to spare.

- Okay, Sheira, you have to tell
us, what was your inspiration?

- How did the story end?

- Well, the little girl
put up signs in the neighborhood

and took out ads
in newspapers about the dog

she found but
nothing worked until

the little girl
decided there was only

one thing left to do.

She put a picture
of the lost dog and a phone

number on a kite and flew
it high over the neighborhood.

The little boy who
lost his dog saw the kite

and ran through the street
until he found a little girl

with a kite
who found his lost dog!

- And don't tell me.

They lived happily ever after.

- Of course.

- Ya, sounds
like a winner to me!

That's right!

- What a wonderful
ending to the story, Sheira.

- Thanks, Sis, and I couldn't
have done it without you.

- That just goes
to show you can find

inspiration absolutely anywhere.

- Yep.

Just as long
as you keep your eyes,

your ears
and your mind wide open.

- And your chin up.

- That's right.

♪ music playing ♪

♪ - Na na na na, inspiration. ♪

♪ Na na na na,
na na na na, inspiration. ♪

♪ Na na na na, na na na na. ♪

♪ Like a candle burning
in the middle of the night, ♪

♪ with a little inspiration,
you'll see the light. ♪

♪ music playing ♪

- Do, do the
irk quirk, quirk, quirk.

My name is Zippy,
and I'm a quirk.

I watch Star Trek
with Captain Kirk.

My favorite
dessert is apple strudel.

I'm hanging with my
posse here, Dittydoodle.

- Works.

♪ music playing ♪

- Sheira and Loli
are out of controli with

twice as much
music and double the fun.

With Eeky Eeky Kronk
and The Funkins, too,

with the quirks,
Molly and Doodles.

Sheira and Loli
are out of controli.

Come into
the Dittydoodle Works.

Sheira and Loli's
Dittydoodle Works.

♪ music playing ♪

- Guess who?

♪ music playing ♪

- That's right.

It's Sheira!

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