Yahoo!
Sometimes when I’m alone, I think of all the silly things you’ve done,
and I laugh all over again.
I say we wing it. You know, fly around. Have some fun.
*Laughs*
Two bills,
four webbed feet,
and a lot of feathers
make our different ideas
even better!
Okay you fancy flapper,
do your thing!
Are we almost there yet?
Yes, Thistle. Just around this bend
will be a delightful valley of tiny little wildflowers.
And past the wildflowers is a fuzzy field full of gray dandelions!
Huh?
Hey,
I thought these flowers were supposed to be little.
They were!
Last time we were here they were this short.
Oof!
Now they’re so tall we can’t see which way fuzzy field is.
I have a splendid idea, Duck.
Hop on my fine feathered friend.
Here it goes!
Woah!
Wah!
Can you see anything?
Woah!
Almost!
Woah!
That would be a no.
This is terrible.
Now I’ll never get my beach ball.
Did you change your mind again about your wish?
Yep,
but I guess it doesn’t matter now.
If we go through these tall flowers, we’ll get lost.
And we were so close.
Sorry Duck, but I guess we’ll have to go home.
This is all my fault.
I bumped into your dandelion with my fluttering.
You sure can flutter high Thistle.
Yeah, I can flutter higher than anyone can flutter.
That’s it!
Flutter higher Thistle!
Kk!
What can you see?
Ah! Ooo! A dandy field of lions!
I mean, a field of dandelions!
But how will we get through the wildflowers?
Just follow me. I can see the path.
Look Goose!
Woah.
Woohoo! We did it!
Let’s get waddling Goose!
Ready?
Here comes the ball.
Honk!
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
Yeah!
Honk!
Honk?
Woah!
Did I get it?
Nope.
Honk.
I think you’re kicking the ball too hard,
and I’m not kicking the ball hard enough.
You’re right, Goose.
Hmm…
Quack! I got it!
Come on Goose, move your feet.
Kick that ball, to my beat.
When I say kick, you say ball.
Kick.
Ball.
Kick.
Ball.
Kick.
Ball.
Kick.
Ball!
Yay!
*Laughs*
I like to feel the wind ruffling through my feathers.
Wowzer Goose, we did it!
We got the plums all the way here without losing any.
I know, Duck! Even my little tail feathers are tired.
Let’s rest before the show starts.
Okay Goose.
What was that sound?
What sound?
That “squish” sound.
Honk!
Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack!
Now we have squashed plums.
We can’t give these to Blue Bird.
She’ll be so upset.
Wait,
I bet they taste the same as unsquashed plums.
Mmm, maybe even better.
But squashed plums don’t look as nice as unsquashed plums
because they’re... they’re squashed!
Doesn’t matter how they look.
It matters how they taste.
Oh right! Let’s turn the squashed plums into plum pudding.
No, let’s squash them even more and make plum juice!
Pudding!
Juice!
Pudding!
Juice!
Wait a minute,
friends don’t always have to agree.
Right, you be you, and I’ll be me.
And I can make plum juice!
I can make plum pudding.
Blue Bird is going to love eating plum pudding.
Then quenching her thirst with fresh plum juice.
Squish squash, squish squash!
Let’s do this!
We’re gonna be here all night, so let’s get comfy.
Yes, let’s build a cozy nest.
Ooo that’ll be a nice way to wait for the sunrise
and I know just the right stuff to make it cozy.
There!
Come on in Goose.
These leaves are so soft and comfy.
Honk. More like dry and scratchy.
Now I know what’s comfy.
*Humming*
Ahh, flower fluff. It’s so soft and fluffy.
*Sneezes*
What’s the matter Duck?
This flower stuff is stuffing up my nose.
Sorry Duck, I didn’t know.
*Sneezes*
Any more sneezes?
*Sniffs*
No, but how are we gonna get comfy?
You think the leaves are scratchy
and the fluffy stuff makes me sneeze.
*Sneezes*
Friends don’t always have to agree,
you be you, and I’ll be me.
You can take the nest with the leaves Duck.
And you keep the fluffy stuff.
Ahh.
I’ll be me and you be you.
*Laughs*
Gotta dance!
Hmm.
The middle of our painting is so empty.
And our pictures are so small you can barely see them.
I didn’t want to get my blue too close to your yellow.
I didn’t want to get my yellow too close to your blue.
Maybe we should just pick new colors.
Hello Duck. Hello Goose.
Hey Blue Bird.
Thistle’s party is about to start. Are you coming?
Umm yep.
We’ll be there.
See you later!
Duck, there’s no time to get new colors.
Huh?
Wow! Duck, you’re a genius!
Yes, I am!
What’d I do?
You mixed the yellow paint with the blue paint
and made green paint!
Wow! You mean your favorite color
and my favorite color came together to make
Green! Thistle’s favorite color!
Wow! I never would have thought of that on my own.
Me neither!
I’m glad you’re you.
I love how excited you get.
Without your dancing we never would have made green.
And I love how you notice everything.
I would have missed those footprints if it weren’t for you.
Goose?
Yes Duck?
Time to mix things up!
Yay! Ya!
Woohoo! Let’s go!
Green is Thistle’s best color,
so let’s make her a big green picture.
Yeah!
*Humming*