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- Hey, everyone, brought you some chips.

- Uh, your pig is in the chip bowl.

- It was the only way I could carry them both.

- [pig squeals]

- Thanks, but I think I'll pass on the chips.

- More for us.

- You can barely taste the pig.

- What are you guys doing, anyway?

- Ivy Cares is having an art sale tomorrow,

we're raising money to buy art supplies for school.

- It's gotten so bad.

We have to paint with ketchup and mustard from the cafeteria.

- Now, all we have left to put on our hot dogs is mayo.

Mayo!

- So, we're all making projects for the sale.

I'm painting my favorite vegetable.

Broccoli.

- Ugh, broccoli.

I'd rather eat this painting than the real thing.

[laughs]

- My painting is called "Selfie."

It's a portrait of anyone who looks at it.

- Gemma, this is a masterpiece.

- I made a sculpture of a baseball.

- You just covered a baseball in tinfoil, didn't you?

- Yep, art's not really my thing.

- This is all great, but we're trying to raise money,

so I looked up what kind of paintings sell the best

and I combined them all into one super painting.

Ba-bam.

- What are we looking at?

- A puppy, a snowy mountain, a beach, a horse, a rainbow,

a baby, a sunset, a sunrise, the Eiffel Tower,

several cats, and a whole bunch of other things

people wanna buy paintings of.

- I don't know why, but for some reason,

I wanna buy it!

- See? It's working!

- Uh, Leaf, your pig is in the paint.

- [snorting]

- Arthur, you're making a mess.

- He just wants to help. I got it.

- [pig snorting, squealing]

- What are you making, Millie?

- I'm not sure yet, could be a bowl,

or a vase, or a jug, or a flower pot, or a--

how do I slow this thing down?

- [clay smacking]

- Or a mask! Stuart, don't...move.

It'll be dry by tomorrow.

- ♪

- The art sale is going great.

My followers donated some amazing stuff.

We're selling everything.

- My painting was the first to go.

Told you guys.

- And I just sold your face for 25 bucks.

- Hey, I just sold my baseball.

To a kid who needed a baseball. He just took the foil off.

- It's like the only thing nobody wants

is my broccoli painting.

Maybe I should've done cauliflower.

- Nope.

- Excuse me, I just made this sculpture,

and I wanna donate it to your cause, what do you think?

- Chicken noodle! Minestrone!

Clam chowder!

- I'll be right back.

Yo, what was that all about?

- That sculpture is terrible.

I didn't wanna hurt your dad's feelings,

and when I get nervous I start...yelling out soups.

- That's unusual. - Mm-hmm.

- Yo, what was that all about?

- I think "clam chowder" means he likes it.

- Really? - Sure.

I mean, what's not to love about it? It's...different.

And...different. I love it.

- You do? - Absolutely.

Great job, Clark. Clam chowder.

- I just sold "Selfie" for $30.

I'm gonna wait for Ivy to sell her painting

before I tell her.

- It's broccoli. That may never happen.

- [gasps] Who painted that?

My eyeballs are dancing!

- That painting over there? You like it?

My cousin Ivy made it.

- I must possess it immediately!

- I'm gonna go tell Ivy.

- [gasps] Oh, I love it.

It is everything that it couldn't be.

But it is.

- Oh, that painting. That's not for sale.

- I'll give you $100.

- Sold. - [squeaks]

- Whoa, wait, wait, wait.

She just bought Arthur's painting, not Ivy's.

- No one needs to know that.

- Gemma just told me someone wanted to buy my painting.

- Yep, your painting.

Some lady just gave me 100 bucks for your painting.

- I can't believe that someone paid that much money

for something I created.

- Uh...french onion!

Split pea!

- [nervous laugh] That's just how we say goodbye.

Hey, cream of mushroom, buddy!

- ♪

- Okay, what is it?

- [babbling]

Surprise!

You said how much you loved my sculpture, so...

I bought it for you. - You didn't have to do that.

- The money goes to a great cause

and you get to enjoy this art forever.

- That's a long time.

- I thought this would be the perfect spot for it.

Right in the middle of the living room

where everyone can see it!

You are welcome.

- I just wanna thank everybody, again,

who participated in our art sale.

We raised enough money to buy art supplies

for the entire school.

And there's some lady standing in my garage,

so I'm gonna say bye now.

- Ivy, my name is Penelope,

I hung your art in my gallery

and it has gotten quite a response.

Some people went--[gasps]

Others went, "Oooh."

- Wow, all that from my broccoli?

- Your broccoli, is that what you call it?

Genius!

- If you say so.

I really don't think I'm that good of an artist.

- [gasps] Lies!

Ivy, you have a gift.

I must show your work at my gallery.

I demand to buy 20 more paintings from you

by this weekend.

- I don't know what to say. - Oh, don't say. Paint!

- Who was that? - Penelope,

the woman who bought my broccoli.

She owns an art gallery and wants more of my paintings.

- Your paintings? Oh, boy.

- I know! Oh, boy!

- ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey

♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

- ♪

- Hey, Stuart.

Whoa, are you okay?

Why are you eating vegetables?

- So that Ivy can't use them

to make more vegetable paintings.

Dig in.

- Why don't we want her to make more paintings?

- Because that lady thinks she wants more Ivy paintings,

but she really wants more Arthur paintings.

I don't want Ivy's feelings to get hurt,

so we can't tell her the truth.

- The truth about what? - That...we love veggies.

- So much...vegetable soup.

- I'm impressed that my pro-veggie message is working,

but I was gonna use those as models for my new paintings.

- Aw, guess you're gonna have to cancel your art show.

- Or I can go buy more vegetables.

- Oh, right, didn't think of that.

- ♪

- Hey! What happened to the sculpture?

- I put it over there.

- What did you put it over there for?

- I was cleaning, and I didn't want anything to happen to it,

because I love it.

That's why I covered it. With a blanket.

- Ah. Well, I'll move it back...

where it belongs.

Such a beautiful masterpiece.

[laughs] That's better.

- Thanks.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Leaf, how many times do I have to tell you

to take your skates off before you get in the house?

- I guess a lot of times? Sorry, Dad.

- You're gonna scuff the floor or you're gonna break something.

You're gonna break...something.

Hmm.

- Okay, new plan, Penelope is coming

to pick up Ivy's paintings tomorrow.

We're gonna have Arthur make a whole bunch of new paintings,

and we'll give her those instead.

- As long as I don't have to eat any more veggies, I'm in.

- Okay, Arthur. Paint.

- Maybe he needs inspiration.

- Ooh, I can model for him.

- Uh...maybe he needs a brush.

This could take forever.

- Wait, I just thought of something.

Arthur didn't use a brush, he was the brush.

Okay, Arthur.

You wanna paint, don't you?

Well, let's see what you can do.

- I love watching great artists at work.

- Son, I've had a change of heart.

If you wanna skate around the room, go right ahead.

- Wait, are you messing with me?

- No! I wanna see how your stick handling's going.

And since hockey is an indoor sport,

the living room is the perfect place to practice.

- Aren't you worried I'm gonna break something?

- Not at all.

Sometimes in life, things get broken.

And if you accidentally break something,

everyone's gonna have to accept

that it's going from the living room forever.

- [lamp crashing]

- Oops.

- Maybe you should just skate in this area, right around here.

- ♪

- And I call this one, "String Bean."

- Uh-huh.

- Oh, and this one's my favorite, I call it--

- Let me guess. "Radish?"

- No, "Radishes." See? There's more than one.

- We better finish packing up your paintings.

Penelope's gonna be here soon to pick everything up.

You know, your art is making me crave vegetables.

- Ooh, I'll go get us some! - Great! I knew you would.

- Ah! Penelope has arrived.

- Stuart's been waiting. Here you go.

If you liked Ivy's first painting,

you're gonna love these.

Well, see ya.

- Ah. [chuckles] Wait, where's Ivy?

- Oh, she's not here. - Penelope!

- And now she is.

- There's my sunflower in the night.

I must see your new paintings.

- Wait!

The lighting in here is horrible.

You're gonna wanna look at them

where the lighting is very, very far from here.

- The lighting in here seems fine--

- Let us know how the show goes, bye!

Bye!

- Ooh! Idea.

Ivy, you must come to your art opening

and tickle our ears with your artistic wisdom.

- You mean talk about my paintings?

I'd love to!

- Ivy, you've made my heart dance,

and also...my feet.

Penelope has exited!

- Ivy has...a speech to write!

- Stuart has...really messed up.

- ♪

- Okay, I saved the day again.

I convinced Penelope to cover all of Arthur's paintings

so we can "dramatically reveal them"

after Ivy gives her speech.

- Wait. How does that save the day?

- Because, we're gonna get Ivy out of the gallery

before they uncover the paintings

and she sees they're not hers.

- But how are we gonna get Ivy to leave?

- You know what? I can't keep saving the day,

somebody else has got to start coming up with some ideas.

- Okay, the art crowd expects artists to be cutting-edge,

so I've picked out a special outfit

for Ivy to wear to the gallery tonight.

Ivy?

- I don't know about these shoes, Gem--

- Definitely...arty?

- Soup, soup, soup.

- So, shall we go? - Okay.

You know what? You guys go ahead, this could take a while.

- Dad, that's like the tenth thing I've broken.

Maybe we should bring back

that "no skating in the house" rule.

- Soon.

- [sculpture crashes]

- Oh, no, Leaf!

You've just accidentally knocked over Uncle Clark's sculpture.

- I did?

- I'll go tell him.

Clark.

Listen.

You know that sculpture you gave me

with the two lumpy bears getting eaten by a stingray?

- What? No, that's not what the sculpture is.

Those two lumps are brothers.

- Brothers? - Yeah.

And the "stingray" is the heart

representing the love between the two.

I thought that's why you loved it so much,

because you knew it was about me and you.

- Wow. Of course I knew that.

That's why I'm gonna cherish it. Forever.

I gotta fix this.

- Really? I thought you'd be happy that thing is broken.

- What?! Can't you see this represents the love

between two brothers?

And no more skating in the house.

- I cannot figure you out sometimes.

- It's rare that I make a fashion mistake,

but these may not be the right shoes for you.

- Really? Because I think I'm getting the hang of this.

[grunts]

Hey, is that my portfolio?

- Yeah, and these are your vegetable paintings.

What are they still doing here?

- I'll tell you what they're still doing here!

- BOTH: [scream]

- Millie, you scared me. - Sorry.

Anywho, you know how I sometimes take a nap in your loft?

- No.

- Well, I overheard Stuart say he switched your paintings

with a bunch of paintings Arthur made.

- Arthur? The pig?

- I can't believe this.

- I would've recorded him on my phone,

but that would be rude.

Anyway, I'm gonna go to your kitchen

and make myself a sandwich.

- Oh, I'm so gonna get Stuart for this.

- Oh, you so should.

- But first I'm gonna change my shoes.

- ♪

- ♪

- Good, the art is all covered.

Remember, we have to get Ivy out of here

as soon as she's done giving her speech.

- And how are we doing that? - You are gonna fake an injury.

Ivy won't be able to resist helping you,

and then we'll all leave to get you home.

- I don't know if I can fake an injury.

- Oh, then we'll have to give you some sort of real injury.

- Okay, I'll fake it.

- Ready to have some fun? - Oh, yeah.

- [clears throat] Good evening, those with a thirst for art.

I have found your next refreshing beverage.

Presenting--[giggles]--Ivy.

- [applause] - IVY: Thank you.

Thank you, art...drinkers?

It means so much to me to be here tonight.

I can honestly say that having my very own art show

is one of the greatest moments of my life.

In fact, I've decided to dedicate my entire life to art.

I'm gonna quit school and give up my charity work

so I can move to New York and pursue my dreams

of becoming...an artist!

- ALL: Oooh.

- What?!

- And I especially wanna thank my cousin Stuart

for selling my first painting

and setting me on this new path in life.

All of this is because of you.

You, Stuart. You did this.

[whispers] You.

- I can't take it! This is all a big lie!

Ivy, the artwork that everybody loves

isn't yours!

This art is made by...a pig.

- ALL: [gasping]

- Ivy, I'm sorry about this whole thing.

I didn't want your feelings to get hurt,

and I made everything worse.

- Ow! My arm!

I am injured!

- Too late.

- ♪

- [screams] What happened?!

- It was a crazy story, really, it was...a freak accident.

Okay, it wasn't totally an accident.

- What do you mean?!

- I'm gonna be honest.

I broke the sculpture.

I really didn't like it at first,

but now that I know it's about us, I really do love it.

I'm sorry, Clark.

- I accept your apology, and since we are

being honest with each other, I made the sculpture

using parts from your bike. - What?!

- I borrowed your bike without asking

and then I left it in the driveway

and then accidentally ran it over with the car. [gasps]

Wooh! Feels so good to get that off my chest.

No. - [sculpture crashes]

- ♪

- Wait a second,

you knew I switched out the paintings?

- Yep, I just wanted to see you squirm a bit.

Look, I appreciate you were trying to spare my feelings,

but I know I'm not the greatest artist

and I'm okay with that.

- Clearly, I don't know much about art either.

Turns out our pet pig is the most talented one

in our family.

- [chuckles] I know, I even had Leaf bring him down so people

could meet the real artist.

- Here he is.

Look, Arthur, this whole night's about you.

- I can't believe the scratches of this miniature farm animal

are hanging in my gallery!

I feel so...honored to be in his presence.

- Yeah, he gets that a lot.

- People are really loving Arthur's paintings.

- Some dude said he's even better than people artists.

- [snorting, squealing]

- Arthur, no!

- [plates crashing]

- Sorry about the mess. - We'll clean it up.

- No! Don't touch!

Do you not see? This is another inspired creation

by this artistic genius!

- BOTH: That is one cool pig.

- ♪

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♪ Hey!

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♪ Eh!

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♪ Wee! ♪

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