So, how is someone as bitty as us suppose to move something as big as that?
Blueberry Muffin
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!
Blueberry Muffin
But—
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?
We didn't mean to, Strawberry!
Blueberry Muffin
We were just trying to—
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.
I know, and I appreciate what you're trying to do. Please, girls, I'm gonna miss the bus.
Blueberry Muffin
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.
Blueberry Muffin
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?
Blueberry Muffin
He means not so good.
[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.
Blueberry Muffin
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.
Blueberry Muffin
[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.
[She takes it and blows her nose] Thank you.
We're all to blame. And after Strawberry worked so hard...
Blueberry Muffin
[crying] What a great leader...
[sniffling] Never complained.
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?
Blueberry Muffin
[still crying] I can still hear her pleading voice in my memory. [sobs]
Blueberry Muffin
[stops crying] Wait! That voice is real.
[All the girls stops crying]
On the count of three. One, two...
Blueberry Muffin
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.
Maybe we could go out on four. Four is a good number.
Blueberry Muffin
This missing person, they haven't been seen recently?
Blueberry Muffin
Aha! I knew it! Now, what is their favorite color?
Favorite color? Uhh... Blue!
Blueberry Muffin
If it was Wednesday—
Blueberry Muffin
Where might I find this person on a Wednesday? I mean, if they weren't missing.
Uh... At the cafe. At book club.
Blueberry Muffin
Say no more. Your missing person is as good as found!
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!
Blueberry Muffin
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.
Blueberry Muffin
Perfectly.
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.
But we can't dance that perfect…ly, Plum.
Oh, we will. Just watch me. Music, please.
That was the best ball ever!
Blueberry Muffin
I can't remember a better one.
I think I enjoyed helping out the chipmunks a lot more than just throwing our usual Glimmerberry Ball.
Me too! It made it much more special.
It's like Strawberry's secret cider ingredient.
Yes, the party was special because I kept imagining how much the chipmunks are going to enjoy their nice home and all the snacks for their hibernation.
So, do you think they enjoyed the party?
[The chipmunks are snoring and cooing]
I think that says it all.
Sweet dreams. See you in the spring.