- Who's ready to go water skiing?
(all cheering) Pear: America!
- Uh, I can't.
I'm allergic to lake water. (coughing)
- (sighs) Okay. (life jackets and skis clatter)
Well, how about surfing?
- Alright! Yeah, that sounds great!
- Sorry, I'm scared of sand.
- Did you just say you're scared of SAND?
- It's just so tiny! (sneezes)
- Wait, what's making you sneeze right now?
- Me! I'm allergic to peanuts! (sneezes again)
- Now that's "nuts". (laughs)
(♫)
- Well we have to do something.
We can't just stay here all day.
- It's pretty easy if you try.
You get used to it.
- I've got it! Let's take my monster truck for a spin!
- That sounds awesome!
Lemme ask my mom real quick.
Mom!
Can I ride in Little Apple's monster truck?
- No, my little nutter-butter.
Diesel fumes aggravate your bladder, remember?
- Sorry, guys, diesel fumes aggra--
- Yeah, we heard.
- Yeesh. Does your mom even let you play with Lego's? (chuckles)
- MOOOM!
Can I play with Lego's?
- No, my little peenie-weenie.
They're a choking hazard.
Remember last time?
- Oh yeah. (sneezes out a Lego brick)
- Wow, I was being sarcastic when I suggested Lego's, but
this is some next-level helicopter parenting.
- Alright, let's try this -- What can you do, Peanut?
- Uh, I mean, I can apply hand sanitizer whenever I want.
Ooh, you guys wanna apply hand sanitizer? (glop!)
- What hands?
- Yeah, you need to go out, boy.
Come on, we're going water skiing!
- But the road's a scary place. I can't disobey my mom!
- Nah dude, that's exactly what you MUST do!
LET'S GO!
- Wait-wait-wait-wait-wait-wait!
Okay, okay. Let me just grab my bubble, alright?
- His what?
- (sighs calmly) There we go!
All set to face the real world!
- Ummm...
- Dude, get out of the bubble.
- I'm not gonna be seen in public with some bubble-nut.
- But the bubble protects me from germs and microwaves and
allergens and ideas, which might challenge my basic world view!
- Orange, can you take care of this bubble, please?
- On it! Poy!
- (screams) (bubble deflates)
My bubble! It was my best friend in the entire world! (sad trombone plays)
- Um, guys?
I think we have company.
(knife clangs)
Little Apple: Argh! Everyone hide!
- [quietly] This might be a really bad time to tell you this,
but I'm allergic to knives.
- Of course you are.
- Dude! Hold it in!
Knife's gonna find you!
- I can't help it! (sneezes)
- Oh no! Peanut, run!
- I can't run! There might be water on the floor! (sneezes again)
- Chop, chop!
- I told you! I can't run, it's too dangerous!
- No! Chop, chop!
- Huh? (screams) (chops Peanut)
(♫) - Aw, poor Peanut. Rest in "pieces". (chuckles uneasily)
- Whew. I just got chopped in half, and I survived!
Wow! I feel great!
- You feel great?
What is this guy? "Nuts"? (laughs)
- We sure are nuts! Two of them!
- We're free! Before, I felt so inhibited,
but now, let's go water ski up a waterfall!
- Whoa! Easy there, little guy.
- Let's skydive over a volcano and then fight a shark!
- These guys really broke out of their "shell". (laughs)
both: Let's do it!
- Whoa, slow down, you guys!
- No way, Pear! We're done walking!
From now on, we're running every-- (both scream)
- Oh no! There's a puddle of water on the counter!
(both slip) (splat!)
(both screaming)
- Ew.
(♫) (both yelling)
Peanut Butter: Why didn't we listen to Mom?
Peanut Butter 2: I don't know! (chomp!)
Orange: Wow. I'm sure not "jelly" of those two. (laughs)
Get it? You guys get it?
Little Apple: Yeah! Pear: Yes!
- It's a joke!
Bored, bored, out of my gord.
Bored for sure, monzor?
- We. - We?
- We! - We.
(laughs) Knife!
(slices logo)