Lemon Meringue
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.
Hi all! Tea? Muffins? I know: smoothies!
Lemon Meringue
I thought—
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?
Lemon Meringue
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.
Next year, let's have ceramics festival instead.
Lemon Meringue
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.
Close to the end of the world?
The day before the end of the world? When it's getting into the part where all life as we know it ceases to—
Lemon Meringue
I know, and I appreciate what you're trying to do. Please, girls, I'm gonna miss the bus.
Please stop her, Strawberry!
Lemon Meringue
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.
Lemon Meringue
What complaints?
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...
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.
Lackluster? What does that mean?
[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.
Lemon Meringue
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.
[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.
Lemon Meringue
[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.
[She takes it and blows her nose] Thank you.
Lemon Meringue
We're all to blame. And after Strawberry worked so hard...
[crying] What a great leader...
[sniffling] Never complained.
Heart and gold. And she cared so much about us having fun.
Lemon Meringue
[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.
Lemon Meringue
Me too! I'd hate for you to run out on three and I was left waiting here for you to say three.
Maybe we could go out on four. Four is a good number.
Oh, Plum. I think the important thing is that we have a good time, and do our best.
That's what I'm talking about! Our best! Our perfectest!
Uh, "perfectest" is not a real word. But you might say "our perfect best".
Well, that's what I am saying then. Our perfect best. We will win. This year, we dance perfect.
Perfectly. Thank you, Blueberry. I'm glad you all agree. This is gonna be our year. The year Berry Bitty City takes the dance-off prize.
Lemon Meringue
But we can't dance that perfect…ly, Plum.
Oh, we will. Just watch me. Music, please.