So, how is someone as bitty as us suppose to move something as big as that?
I hope so, because without water, the berries will die.
No water, no berries; no berries, no juice; no juice, no city; and no city, no use.
Plum Pudding
No kidding.
Plum Pudding
Hi, guys!
Plum Pudding
Where are you off to, Strawberry?
On a camp out. I'm trying to write a poem about wishing on a shooting star, and Mr. Longface says to write about something, you should experience it.
Plum Pudding
Ah yes. Just like when I dance. One has to feel it from within.
Plum Pudding
Think it might be a little cold tonight for a camp out?
Well, if this will make me a better writer, it's worth it.
Hi all! Tea? Muffins? I know: smoothies!
You said we'd be meeting in private.
No, I didn't. I'm sorry girls, but I just don't feel comfortable taking secret meetings. I have a feeling this is something that we need to get out in the open. I mean, none of you would like the idea of something being done behind your back, would you?
Plum Pudding
But it was only—
We didn't mean to, Strawberry!
It's okay, it's okay. I know you wanted to help Raspberry, which is very sweet. I just think being secret fashion elves might not be the best way.
Well, at least it wasn't another flower heist.
Plum Pudding
Next year, let's have ceramics festival instead.
Guys, I'm telling you, it's like something was under the ground. Things were going up and going down and sideways and forwards and shaking, it was like the end of the world!
Not the end of the world.
Plum Pudding
Close to the end of the world?
Plum Pudding
The day before the end of the world? When it's getting into the part where all life as we know it ceases to—
I know, and I appreciate what you're trying to do. Please, girls, I'm gonna miss the bus.
Plum Pudding
She's moving!
Please stop her, Strawberry!
Oh, Strawberry, I just feel there's no need for me to stay in Berry Bitty City. Not unless I can do something useful. Something that everyone needs.
I'll tell you what we need. Someone to take care of the complaints about this machine.
Oh, where do I begin? One, the machine is lousy at conversation and boy is it useless at giving advice. Two, it doesn't tell you how nice you look or offer any fashion hints. Three, it won't laugh at any of our jokes. Four, it doesn't fit in a sleeping bag for sleepovers, and it won't even respond when you send it an invitation! How rude. Five, it doesn't have a shoulder to cry on. And six, and this is by far the worst, it never hugs. We love you for who you are as a person and friend, Lemon, and that machine can never be any of those things.
The first challenge! The Berryfest princess judges the flower contest at the festival. Let's see who knows their flowers. You may proceed.
Ah that's easy. A rose by any other name would still smell as rosy.
KKadiebug
Oh, thory. I think I have a double begonia.
Don't you mean double pneumonia, Kadiebug?
No, no, no. Kadiebug was right the first time. It is a begonia.
The flower is a daisy. [sniffs] And you had... [sniffs] three slices of cantaloupe at lunch.
you are right! On both counts...
Plum Pudding
What do you call a flower that grows in between your nose and your chin? Tulips! Get it? Two lips.
Good answer, and a lackluster joke.
Plum Pudding
Lackluster? What does that mean?
Plum Pudding
[scoffs] I thought it was a fabulous joke. Well, everyone has different tastes, I guess.
Oh, I'm sorry, you ate your flower and you are disqualified.
SSadiebug
I couldn't help it. I was hungry.
I think she ate a honeysuckle.
That is a zinnia, a genus of 20 species of annual and perennial plants of family Asteraceae.
Hmm, I suppose you are correct. It's a zinnia, at least.
Oh boy, I just don't know.
Oh, terribly sorry. It was a daffodil.
Oh shucks, no wonder I missed it. Daffodils aren't in fashion this season.
Plum Pudding
[starts feeling terrible about how rude she was as she sniffles] No wonder she took off. If I was her, I'd quit too.
[voice breaking] I was so selfish. She kept asking us to help each other, and instead we were just... rude to each other.
[voice breaking] I was mean.
[crying] And she only asked us to do... one little thing.
[crying] And I messed it up with my rhinestones.
[crying and sniffling] No, no... It was all me with my silly glitter trying to have the best wing. Why didn't we just help each other out like she asked? [she hugs her best friend]
[The other girls feel terrible about how rude they were as well and Plum Pudding starts crying]
Here, please take my hankie.
Plum Pudding
[She takes it and blows her nose] Thank you.
We're all to blame. And after Strawberry worked so hard...
[crying] What a great leader...
[sniffling] Never complained.
Plum Pudding
Heart and gold. And she cared so much about us having fun.
[through tears] And now, she left us!
[The girls cry and hug as they forgive each other for how they acted earlier until when Strawberry calls them]
Can someone help me down?
[still crying] I can still hear her pleading voice in my memory. [sobs]
[stops crying] Wait! That voice is real.
[All the girls stops crying]
On the count of three. One, two...
On three, or after you say three?
You know, I was wondering the same thing.
Me too! I'd hate for you to run out on three and I was left waiting here for you to say three.
Plum Pudding
Maybe we could go out on four. Four is a good number.