04x08 - Spendthrifty

[bunniefuu]

Minka: Thanks for letting me style your hair, Blythe.

[sigh] Vinnie's the only pet that lets me do it,

but he always wants the same exact hairdo. Boring!

No problem, Minka.

I'm interested to see what you come up with.

OK! Here I go!

Ooh! 'Sixties' style!

Um-hm, Beehive comb-up!

Yeah! Frizzed-out rocker! So, what do you think?

I see why Vinnie sticks with his usual hairstyle.

[knock at door]

Come in!

Hi, Blythie.

Oh. Hi, Dad.

Whoa! You kids and your crazy fashion trends.

Here, I got you a present.

A present? Wow!

Just a little somethin' somethin'

I brought back from my flight to Japan. Open it!

Wow! A doll!

Not just any doll. It's a Sweetest Sweetsie Baby Doll!

They're all the rage in Tokyo,

so I thought I'd get one for you.

I hope you're not too old for it.

Well, maybe a little, but she's adorable!

Hmph. Is she?

Pull tab on back of neck to activate Sweetest Sweetie.

There it is.

[cooing]

Aw, So cute.

No, it's not.

Dad, I love it. Thank you.

You're welcome, sweetie.

Now, I'll let you get back to your hairstyle experimentation.

[door closes]

Minka, what's your problem with Sweetest Sweetsie?

She's just a cute little baby doll.

I don't think so.

She's trouble. Trouble, I tells ya!

[phone chimes]

Hey, Blythe.

Oh, hi Kora! How's it going?

Awesome! I got some good news today.

They made me assistant manager at Thrifty Armoire,

which means I get to hire my sales associate replacement.

You interested?

Well, I think I can handle two jobs, so yes!

Great! You're hired! See you Saturday morning at eight. Bye!

[squeal] Minka, I just got the coolest job ever!

Second only to working at Littlest Pet Shop!

Uh-huh. That's great, Blythe.

Minka, seriously, what kind of trouble

could such a cute little doll possibly cause?

[crying]

That kind of trouble.

♪ 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

Hi there, welcome to Thrifty Armoire.

My name is Blythe Baxter. How may I help you?

PERFECT!

[baby wailing]

Whoa! Not perfect.

Ahhhh! What do I do? What do I do?

What the huh?

Dad: BLYTHE, SAVE YOURSELF!

[crash]

Oh, thank goodness you're OK.

I thought you were being att*cked by a baby ninja!

Huh, listen to this. Your Sweetest Sweetsie Doll

will let you know when she thinks she's not getting

the Sweetest Sweetsie love she deserves by fussing

and screaming her little Sweetest Sweetsie head off.

Well, then, I vote for turning the Sweetest Sweetsie thing off.

Hmmm. But I don't see any off switch.

Uh-oh. According to the directions,

not having an off switch is part of the 'Sweetest Sweetsie fun'.

Fun?

Sweetest Sweetsie's twenty-year shelf life battery

ensures you'll be able to give her the love and attention

she demands for a significant part of your life.

That's outrageous!

There's no such thing as a battery

with a twenty-year shelf life.

They can only last ten years, tops.

Dad, it doesn't matter if it's ten or twenty years.

I don't have the time to take care of this baby doll

for another five minutes!

I've gotta get to Thrifty Armoire for work.

What am I going to do? I can't leave her alone.

Her screaming will bother the whole building...

maybe even the whole block!

Dad? Could you give Sweetest Sweetsie

the attention she craves so I can go to work?

NO! I mean... I can't.

I've got a flight scheduled. Sorry, Blythe.

Rats! What am I going to...

Hey, wait a minute!

Don't worry about this, Dad, I know who can help.

So, pets, this is Sweetest Sweetsie.

Awwwwwwwww.

She's almost as adorable as I am.

And that is saying quite a lot.

Yeah, I know.

Now, I need you pets to do me a major favor

and take care of her while I'm at my new job.

I just wanna go on record as saying I think this thing

will end up being trouble.

A lot of trouble.

If by trouble, you mean hours of delighting in her presence...

Then, yes, [baby talk] I can see how little Sweetest Sweetsie

could be Troubley trouble. Yes, you could.

Blythe, darling, we'll be only too happy

to help you with your dolly.

[agreement]

Aw, thanks. You pets are the best.

Oh, and one thing. She may start fussing.

Fussing?

Yeah. She gets cranky and can get kind of loud

if she's not getting the attention she wants.

Sort of like a real baby. But it's no big deal.

I know you pets will do an awesome job

keeping Sweetest Sweetsie happy. Have fun!

Fussing?

Like a real baby?

[rumbling]

[crying]

♪♪

Basically the idea is to keep an eye on the clothing racks

here on the floor.

And when you start seeing some gaps in the merchandise,

get some clothes from the supply room and fill them in.

Got it.

That's our store manager.

Hi.

And last but not least, we have Commodore Prettyfin.

Blythe: Oh, we've met.

You have?

Yeah, my friend Youngmee was thinking about adopting him.

Are you sure the Commodore is the same guppy?

Yeah. I'm sure.

Let's see. Is there anything I missed?

Oh! You get an employee discount

on anything you buy in the store.

No way!

Not only that, but you can charge the clothes

to a credit account and not have to pay right away.

It's a great way to add to your wardrobe while not going broke.

This is so cool!

Not only can I get a few things for myself,

but I can shop for Sue and Youngmee, too!

I'll be their vintage clothing personal shopper.

Well, just be careful you don't get too carried away.

Oh, I won't. Ooh! This is perfect! Amazing!

Aw, Sweetest Sweetsie is so cute and sweet.

Like a Boticelli angel. I have no idea what I just said.

[crying]

Russell: Uh-oh!

Oh, no! What do we do?

[crying]

This must be that fussing thing Blythe was talking about.

Come on, guys.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Hold on there, cowboys.

Where do you think you're going?

Way over there to do stuff that doesn't involve 'fussing'.

Excuse me?

Boys, I seem to remember all of us

agreeing to take care of Sweetest Sweetsie.

Well, when I was a baby hedgehog,

curling up into a ball always made me feel better.

[crying]

I don't think people babies do that.

I've got it. She's hungry! We need to feed her flies!

NO!

Have her battle a baby cobra?

Double no!

The solution is obvious.

When puppies are fussy, the momma dog comforts them

with a good lick, like so--

[slurp]

See? It's so simple.

[crying]

UGH! This baby doll is more like a baby monster! Aaahhh!

♪ [scary music]

[shrill scream]

All right now, go home before the giant baby doll comes back

for the lot of ya!

Ah, potatoes, potatoes.

♪ [horror music]

Put me down you beast! AH!

♪♪

I said put me down, not drop me!

♪ [heroic theme]

[w*apon fire]

Russell, I don't think throwing pet food

will have much effect on that monster.

Well, kibble is all we have!

Mmmm... delicious.

♪♪

[zoom]

[roar]

♪♪

Don't worry, Vinnie! We'll save you!

I like your new hairdo. It's really pretty!

Thanks! I thought I'd try something different!

Well, it's about time!

♪♪

[shouts]

Gotcha!

♪♪

[crying]

Oh, I give up.

As do I. This is not what I signed up for.

No! We're not giving up!

Sweetest Sweetsie needs attention

and we're going to give it to her.

[agreement]

We'll try anything we can think of.

Like what?

Uh, how 'bout a Sweetest Sweetsie stare down?

Nothing screams 'attention' like seven irritated pets

staring at you.

[crying]

[silence]

[rumbling]

[crying]

Ooh! Sweetest Sweetsie complicated acrobat routine

lob around!

Seriously?

Got a better idea?

[tweet]

Hut! Hut! Hut!

♪ [m*llitary march]

♪♪

♪♪

[crying]

[groans]

♪♪

Hey guys, I've got some more cool clothes for you.

I love all the stuff you got for me, Blythe,

but I think I'm good for a while.

Yeah, it's super-sweet of you to get us so much stuff,

but I'm good for a while, too, and maybe a while after that.

Huh. Are you sure?

Cause we're getting more donations in today.

Blythe, all these clothes must be costing you a small fortune.

Aw, no worries. I get an employee discount.

Ladies.

I knew that jacket would look awesome on you, Jasper.

Are kids laughing at you much?

No more than usual.

[crying]

We have to do something about this situation.

That thing is driving me bonkers!

[agreeing chatter]

We need to get rid of Sweetest Sweetsie... permanently.

I, for one, don't think that's very nice.

Sure she's fussy, but she's also super cute, and--

[scream]

[crying]

Like I was saying, how do we get rid of that thing?

Oh, so cute. Sue will love this!

Blythe, can I talk to you for a second?

Sure. What's up?

I kind of messed up and forgot to tell you

that your store credit account has a limit.

Oh, OK. What is it?

Well, let's just say you've gone over it.

Really? By how much?

By about five paychecks.

What the what?

I owe five paychecks on my store credit account?

Yes. And now the store manager is kinda mad at me because,

as the assistant manager,

I failed to properly inform you of all the store's policies.

I really messed up.

No, Kora, I'm the one who messed up.

Well, don't worry about it.

I can always go back to being a sales associate.

Oh, no you can't. I will not let that happen.

I'm going to fix this.

And I'll start by talking to the store manager.

Excuse me, do you have a minute?

I just wanted to say that I'm totally responsible

for the whole overspending thing and that it's totally not Kora's

fault because she's a really awesome assistant manager

who shouldn't be blamed for my huge mistake

and I'm going to pay everything off as quickly as I can

and square things away and promise that I'll never do

anything like this again if that's OK with you. Thank you!

OMG, how in the world am I going to raise enough money

to pay off my account?

I can't ask Dad, or my friends, or Mrs. Twombly for a loan.

That would be too embarrassing.

No. I've got to make this money on my own. But how?

♪♪

[crying]

♪♪

[gulp]

[groan]

♪♪

[crying]

[pop]

[crying]

♪♪

♪♪

[slam]

[tap tap]

♪♪

[crying]

♪♪

Well, it can't get any worse than this.

[gasp] Whittany and Brittany!

Spoke too soon.

Phew! They didn't see me.

Wait a minute. The Biskits are loaded with cash.

They could lend me some money!

Blythe, get a hold of yourself. Things aren't that bad.

What am I saying? Of course they are.

But borrowing money from the Biskits?

I can't do it!

Yes, I can. I need that money! Omph!

Oh, look, Brittany, it's Blech.

And she's talking to herself again.

While dressed as a stack of, like, pancakes.

Oh, hi, Whittany, Brittany.

I was just thinking out loud about something.

Thinking? Out loud?

Seriously, Blythe, like, what's your damage?

My damage? [laughs] Good one.

Well, actually I am having trouble with something

and I thought that maybe uh, you two could, um...

What I'm trying to say is...

OMG Blythe, don't make us listen to you

any longer than we, like, have to.

Yeah, what do you want?

[big breath]

I've got a big favor to ask.

It's funny so I'm sure you'll get a laugh out of it too.

What happened is that I way overspent at the Thrifty Armoire

where I work and I have to pay it off,

but here's the funny part, I don't have any money. See?

Funny, right? Ha ha.

So this is where you and the favor come in.

Do you think you guys could lend me the money

and pay off my shopping debt? Ha ha...

I'm only asking you because I'm truly desperate

and completely out of options.

Wow, Whit, she's totally trying to "butter us up."

And she's like, wearing butter. How, like platonic.

Uh, Brit, you mean, iconic.

It's ironic.

Brag much, Blythe?

Look. We like, completely understand your situation.

Yeah. One time, Daddy got mad at how much we were spending

and turned off our credit cards for, like, a whole hour.

It was brutal.

So, how much do you owe the like, shifty armory whatever?

I owe--

Ya know, the amount doesn't even matter.

I'm sure we could cover like, whatever it is.

So you'll loan me the money?

Well, we'd like to say 'yes',

but, it's totally in your best interest if we say, like...

'No.'

[groan]

When Daddy made us get our spending

at least a little bit under control,

he was showing us, like, tough gloves, or something.

Right, Whittany?

Tough love, Brittany.

Yeah, that's it.

So, Blythe, we're going to like, 'charge it forward'.

No, Brittany, you mean, 'pay it forward'.

Oh, yeah. We're gonna use tough love and pay it forward,

or whatever.

You'll thank us someday, Blythe.

Or not.

[squeal] Paying it forward is fun, Brittany.

Well, it's official.

I, Blythe Baxter have reached the lowest point in my life.

[crying]

[sigh] Hi, everybody.

Blythe! Thank goodness you're here.

We can't take this much longer.

Why are you dressed like pancakes?

What's wrong?

HER!

Oh, no! Sweetest Sweetsie.

We can't keep watching her while you're at your new job.

It's way more than seven pets can handle!

What Sweetest Sweetsie needs is a person,

namely you, watching her.

Why are you dressed like pancakes?

I'm so sorry. You're right.

She's my responsibility and I need to take care of her.

I need to take care of her and all the Sweetest Sweetsie dolls

in Downtown City!

You mean there's more?

I sure hope so, 'cause I'm gonna put a call out

for anybody who's busy and doesn't have time to look after

their Sweetest Sweetsie Babies.

They can bring them here!

HUH?

Why is Blythe dressed like pancakes?

♪♪

You know, those dollies are actually pretty cute

when they're getting enough attention.

Right you are, my closest and only reptilian friend.

Pass the kibble.

A few weeks of caring for fussy Sweetest Sweetsie baby dolls

and I'm all paid up.

Awesome, Blythe. If you like, I can talk to the manager

about getting your employee discount

and credit account reinstated.

Uh, no, thanks.

I really don't want to start that all over again.

And, we're good with clothes for the next few months.

Or years.

[laughs]

Aw! I love you, Sweetest Sweetsie.

[crying]

AHH! Trouble. Nothin' but trouble!