01x16 - Story Book It/Hairible Mistake

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-Hey! -♪ Let me tell you 'bout my friends ♪

-♪ They're my best friends, the Zhu Zhus ♪ -Hey!

♪ They can talk, dance and sing ♪

-♪ They can do 'bout anything ♪ -Hey!

♪ Pipsqueak always plays it cool ♪

♪ To Mr. Squiggles, science rules ♪

♪ Num Nums looks before she leaps ♪

♪ Chunk has style and loves to eat ♪

And I'm Frankie!

♪ Frankie and the Zhu Zhu Pets♪

♪ Our adventures are the very best ♪

♪ Who knows what'll happen next livin' with the Zhu Zhus ♪

♪ Frankie and the Zhu Zhu Pets♪

Frankie: Zhus!

All: Frankie!

You're not gonna believe what happened at school today!

The finally replaced those silly bathrooms with wood shavings? No!

They got a hamster wheel in the gym?

Fur rodeo?!

Close! But you're way off.

Fur rodeo?

It's a thing.

We had an author come to our class!

"Author" is a fancy way to say "book writer".

She was so cool!

I think I wanna be an author, too!

We'll help!

Zhus! Hup, hup!

And... authorize!

Um, right.

Okay.

Uhh... hmm.

(crickets chirping)

Does your book start with a dramatic pause?

No, I just--

(sighs) This is weird!

I never have trouble coming up with stuff to say.

You just need a running start.

Like an airplane gaining speed down the runway before... zoom!

Ahh! Taking off!

Okay, here we go!

"One day, there was a beautiful..."

Oh, that sounded good, Frankie.

A beautiful what? What?!

Whoa!

"Once upon a time, there was a scary..."

Um...

Argh!

Why can't I think of what to write?

Dad: Writer's block, huh?

Oh, there's a trick to help with that.

Try writing about something you've lived

because you'll know more about the subject.

Of course!

The author at my school

had written about growing up on a farm

because she grew up on a farm.

She knew everything about farms!

Exactly.

It's the same with me and plumbing.

Ugh, he's gonna talk to us

about his comic book again, isn't he?

Oh-h*, Plumber Man is more than a comic book.

Yep. He's talkin' about it.

Well, he's a superhero plumber with magic plungers

that allow him to travel through pipes,

and because I know all about plumbing, I--

Ooh, sorry, Frankie needs to focus.

You understand.

Yeah, buh-bye.

Come on, Dad.

You know everyone loves Plumber Man.

I just hope I can write something half as cool.

(chuckles) Well, I'm sure you'll do great, kiddo.

Write what you know.

That's why Frankie's having trouble telling her life story,

'cause she hasn't lived it yet!

Hey!

Sorry.

It is true, Frankie.

You've never jumped out of a plane.

Or been to Mexico.

Or crash-landed on a planet run by hamsters

only to find out you were actually on Earth,

in the future!

That was oddly specific.

You know what? None of that matters.

We can give Frankie some life experiences,

and she can write about them in her book!

And these old Halloween costumes will help us do it in style!

What do you think, Frankie?

Frankie?

Frankie: Let's Zhu this!

(whimpering)

Ms. Nums?

(squeals)

Hello, I'm Detective Good Cop.

I'm here to pretend to be friendly

so you feel more comfortable telling me stuff.

Well, isn't that nice.

Yes, very nice.

How about a drink?

Milk? Soda?

Ooh, I could go for a soda!

Thank you so much.

You just make yourself comfortable

and I'll be right back.

Thanks, Detective Good Cop!

This experience has been much better than I anticipat--

Not so fast!

I'm Detective Bad Cop!

And I'm here to pretend to be really mean

so I can scare a confession out of you!

Ah!

Oh. Nice performance, Pips!

Oh, yeah, my heart is racing!

Aww, thanks, guys!

I saw how to do it on every TV cop show ever made.

Well, bravo!

Oh, and here's that soda you requested, Ms. Nums.

(slurping)

Thank you so much!

What a thoughtful--

Now who took the cookie, Nums?!

Who did it? Tell me!

Tell me!

Aww, I'm sorry about all this, Nums,

but you might as well spill the beans.

We already picked up your partner.

And the first one that talks... walks.

Chunk: Oh, I'm gonna talk.

(slurping)

For sure.

(slurping)

Ah!

Okay! I'll talk! I'll talk!

The Zhu Zhu who took the last cookie was...

-(whimpers) -Mr. Squiggles: Caw-caw!

It's our secret signal.

Caw-caw!

Come on, guys!

I'm busting you out!

(grunts)

Chunk: Ha, ha, ha! Later, coppers!

We got a runner!

(siren blaring)

Call the station.

In pursuit of suspects!

Requesting helicopter backup!

Frankie, we gave you that phone for emergencies only.

Has anyone ever asked for helicopter backup

when it wasn't an emergency?

I'm hanging up now.

Looks like we're on our own, partner!

I wanna surrender! Let me out!

I promise I won't rat you out.

I never rat, I'm a hamster!

Frankie: Make way!

Official make-believe police business.

-(crashing) -Whoa!

(grunts)

That tube goes to the basement!

Don't shine!

We give up!

Okay, Frankie.

Only one suspect left to find.

Chunk: Stop moving, shoe box!

Oops! I mean...

nobody's in this shoebox!

Ahh!

(talking, garbled)

(giggling)

(muffled) Gow urr a fampie doo!

(spits) Now you're a vampire too!

Here, take these.

I've got another pair.

Ew! Chunk!

Why wouldn't you just give Squiggles the new pair

and put yours back in your mouth?

Don't be gross!

They were full of spit!

Wait! This is a vampire experience now?

Yup, and you're next!

Run!

(Frankie panting)

Oh!

(giggling)

Sunlight!

Ooh!

Both: Go!

Oh, right.

Vampires hate sunlight because it--

I mean, um... (hisses)

You can run, vampires, but you can't hide.

The Vampire Hunters will track you down!

Time to gear up.

To the kitchen!

Hey, vampire!

How'd you like a little garlic?

Actually, garlic is quite good for you.

It helps fight colds and lowers blood pressure and--

One down!

Num Nums: Ahem.

I know we're trying to help you write a book,

but personally I would find this way too scary to read,

so I'm surrendering my fangs in the hope that we can-- Whoa!

Two down!

Ugh.

Garlic is way too garlicy.

Just one vampire left.

(munching sounds)

Do you hear something?

(munching)

(hissing)

Ahh!

(gasps) How dare you disturb a vampire while he's eating...

wait, what am I eating?

Garlic mashed potatoes?

Mmm, yeah. So good!

Wait. Garlic?!

(hissing)

Ahh! You got me!

(gasping, choking)

Pfft.

Vampires defeated!

(munching)

Frankie: Chunk? Are you still eating?

Mom hates it when we waste food. (munches)

(giggling)

(knocking)

Are you the brave knights sent from Ye Ol' Anytown?

Indeed we are, good King Nums!

(gasps) Thank goodness!

My daughter, Princess Squiggles,

has been taken by the evil dragon.

Rescue him-- uh, her-- and my kingdom is yours.

Mr. Squiggles: Help! Help!

In this scenario I am in need of rescuing!

Don't worry, King Nums.

We'll get your daughter back from that evil pool toy.

Come, Sir Frankie!

(clip-clop sounds)

(giggling)

It sounds like we're riding the smallest horse in the world!

I tried coconuts, but they were too heavy.

Good day to thee!

Ahh!

It is the bridge troll, me!

You must answer my questions three!

If you want to, uh... pass. Ugh!

I really wanted that last one to rhyme.

Sounds fun, Mr. Troll. Fire away!

Okay, then!

Riddle the first!

What color...

is Chunk's fur?

Well, that's not really a riddle, um, but...

mm, blue?

Ahh-grr!

All right.

You may now use my troll bridge.

Really?

I thought you said we have to answer three riddles.

Yeah, but the other two riddles fell in the water

and I can't read them anymore, so yup.

Thanks for stopping by!

Bye, Troll!

Stay back! Ugh! Brave knights!

The dragon has grown too powerful!

No! Uh!

A true storybook knight would never run from a battle!

(grunting)

(giggling)

(grunting)

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

(gasps)

-(grunts) Ugh! -(punctures)

Oops!

Ahh! Whoa!

You defeated the dragon and saved the Princess, Frankie!

And you solved the cookie caper!

Not to mention all those vampires you took care of!

Surely now you have experienced enough to write an amazing book?

You bet.

Let's Zhu this!

Out, out!

She needs privacy to create her masterpiece.

We'll be downstairs.

Good luck!

"The vampires charged toward..."

Nah.

"A high-speed chase led Detective Good Cop

to the skate park and..."

Nope.

"The brave knights pulled their swords out and rushed..."

(groaning)

That was such a fun day full of amazing experiences,

thanks to my Zhus!

How can I still not have anything to write about?

(gasping)

-Done! -Ah!

Pipsqueak: "Frankie and the Zhu Zhu Pets",

by Frankie Pamplemousse.

(cheering)

It's about a little girl who has the most amazing hamsters

as her best friends.

Will you read it to us, Frankie?

Zhu Zhus: Please, please, please?

Okay.

(giggling)

"Once upon a time, there was a girl named Frankie

"who wanted to write a book,

"but didn't know what to write about.

"Lucky for her, she had four best friends who wanted to help:

Pipsqueak, Num Nums, Chunk, and Mr. Squiggles."

Sounds like a best-seller to me!

(giggling)

(music playing on TV)

(chomping)

(all gasping)

You new haircut is fabulous, Jessica!

All: Ooh!

Thanks, Whendy!

I like it so much I wrote a song about it!

It's called "Hey Hair-Do, I Love You!"

Ooh, catchy!

Jessica got a new hair cut!

It's amazing! I love it.

Oof! Wow, me too!

Maybe I should dye my fur a new color.

Seems extreme, Chunk,

but I think it's time I changed my hair.

Really? But your hair rocks, Frankie.

Thanks, Pipsqueak, but a change would be kind of fun!

I'll take you for a haircut, honey.

We can go to Mini-Mane!

The kiddy-cut place?

Mom, I'm too old to sit in an elephant

to get my hair cut.

How about you get to sit in the spaceship?

Ooh, so cute!

(groaning)

Can't Frankie go to your salon?

Please, Ellen?

Zhu Zhus: Yeah!

(sighs) I guess you're growing up.

I'll get you an appointment.

Thank you!

(squealing, cheering)

Excellent!

Can she get a perm?

And highlights!

And a cookie?

What?

I like cookies.

Who are you wearing?

Did you really get an A on that science test?

I hear your mom is raising your allowance by five dollars.

Any truth to that?

-(giggling) -No comment.

That-- Whoa!

Ah!

Ow.

Come on, Zhus.

(Chunk groaning)

Oh, she is like a little you!

So beautiful!

Oh, Sergio!

(giggling)

Ugh.

Comfy...

and no wheels or wings!

Hmm, and no seat belt, either.

Maybe you should be wearing a helmet.

Hard to cut my hair with one of those on, Nums.

Right, of course.

I'll get some pillows in case you fall.

(giggling)

So, what are we doing today?

This, please!

Easy-peasy citrony squeezy!

(Sergio humming)

Anyone noticing what I'm noticing?

I think the mathematical chances

of Frankie getting the haircut she requested are slim.

Maybe we should stop Sergio!

Disturb a man with scissors in his hand?

Always a bad idea.

Sergio is a pro.

He won't do that to Frankie, right?

Please let me be right.

Whoa! So rock-and-roll groovy!

-(Frankie gasps) -(all gasp)

(screaming)

That's one stylin' new hair-Zhu!

(screaming)

I know! Isn't it great?

We're like twinsies! Eeh-hee-hee!

(screaming)

This is not how I wanted my hair to look at all.

Argh!

Maybe you just have to live with it for a while,

like that time I adopted a skunk.

Wait, that didn't actually work out so well.

Got it.

I'll build a time machine and send you back to the 1990s.

A haircut like yours was actually popular back then.

Hmm.

Aha!

Maybe if you styled it differently

it wouldn't look so... Mom.

It's worth a try!

That's the spirit, Mom!

I mean, Frankie. (giggles)

(gasps)

(gasps)

(screaming)

Come on, Frankie,

you don't even look that much like your mom.

-Really? -No way!

No one will notice that you have the same haircut.

Mm-hmm. I agree.

You're one of a kind, Frankie.

Science alone states that you are shorter than your mom.

Aw, thanks, guys.

Maybe it's not as bad as I thought.

I'm gonna go make a sandwich.

That always makes me feel better.

You know what else makes a person feel better?

Sharing!

Am I right?

Hey, honey, where's Frankie?

I can't wait to see her new haircut!

Dad! I am Frankie!

Argh!

What?

Your haircuts! They're identical.

You and mom look like twinsies!

That is so cool!

(screaming)

Huh, should I have said "groovy"?

Mm!

Can you hold this for me, Pips?

Thanks. (Zhus gasping)

I'm just going to trim it.

What's the worst that could happen?

According to my calculations,

it's a little uneven on the right side.

Okay.

Whoops, now it's a little off on the left.

Ugh.

Frankie, you gotta stop cutting your hair!

Yeah, let us do it!

That's not really what I meant.

Hmm.

I really think you should keep it around this length.

I say go shorter!

If there's less hair, there's less to make fun of.

-(razor buzzing) -Whoa!

Both: Done!

Uh, uh...

Mom: Time for bed!

You know, in the dark, your hair looks completely fine.

Maybe you should switch to night school.

(groaning)

(laughing hysterically)

Ah!

Ahh! Ahh!

(screaming)

Oh, no! Oh, no! Oh, no! Oh, no!

Help!

Ah! Oh...

Help you with what, Frankie?

Huh?

Groovy, huh?

Wah!

Ahh!

I can't let anyone see this haircut!

(cat screeches)

Gonna be late. No time for eggs. Taking a banana.

It's Fiesta Day at School which explains my hat.

Bye!

Ah!

(gasps)

Good luck in there, Frankie.

Yeah, see you and that horrible haircut later.

Chunk!

Oh, what, we like it now?

-(wind blowing) -No!

Great. What do I do now?

(grunts)

(sighs)

Cindy: Hey, Frankie!

Hey, guys!

Beautiful morning out there.

Super morning.

Super-duper morning.

So. you coming to class?

Or are you just going to keep your head

in your locker all day?

(giggling)

Both: Well, are ya?

Heh, nope.

Just organizing my locker.

You know me, organized Frankie!

(bell ringing)

Go ahead, guys.

I gotta check the lost and found.

I lost, um, my marbles.

Both: See you in class!

Not if I can help it.

Look!

Frankie, may I ask why you are wearing a helmet in class?

Um... it's a widely known fact

that most head injuries happen to people...

while sitting.

I'm pretty sure that's not true.

Oh, no?

Ah!

See?

Good thing I had this on, huh?

I'm going to have to ask you to take it off.

Oh, no! What's she going to do?

Mmm...

Phew. That was close!

Okay, young lady, what's with the hat?

It's a costume,

and hey, Halloween is just eight short months away.

Off. Now.

This will not end well.

Frankie!

No hats in class!

Is a scarf really a hat?

Let's have a vote. All those who feel--

Now, Frankie.

(whimpers)

(all gasping)

Oh, no!

Is there a problem?

(all gasping)

I got a haircut.

This is it. I did it myself.

I know. Thank you.

(sniffling)

-(front door closes) -Frankie?

(groaning)

So, how'd the rest of the day go?

No one said anything but they all looked!

There was a lot of looking!

"Staring" is a better word, I think.

Well, now that they've all seen it, tomorrow won't be any worse.

Exactly.

Probably just the same amount of bad.

It's a good thing!

Ugh.

(bell ringing)

(breathes deeply)

They've already seen it. You'll be okay.

Huh?

Hey, Frankie!

We loved your haircut.

And we didn't want to copy you.

But we totally copied you.

(both giggling)

I can't believe it.

Really?

I knew it would catch on.

(groaning)

(music playing on TV)

Wow!

Another fabulous haircut, Jessica!

Thanks!

I wrote another song for this one.

It's called "New Hair-Do, I Love You Too".

Again, catchy!

You are such a trend-setter, Frankie!

Everyone is wearing the Frankie Cut!

Yep, everyone.

Ta-da!

(screaming)

I know, isn't it great?

We're twinsies again, honey!

-Groovy! -Ugh!

And I got us matching overalls!

We can wear them to the mall tomorrow!

(screaming)

(all screaming)

"Yee-haw" is right, partner!

La, da, da, da, da.

(all screaming)

Ha-ha! Yes!

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