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[drumroll]

[cheerful electronic music]

♪ ♪

- [laughs]

- [whimpering]

Uh! Wah!

♪ ♪

- [exclaims] [frog ribbits]

[frog croaks]

- [laughing]

- Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

♪ ♪

[car horn honks]

[toy meows]

- Ta-da!

- Ah! - Ugh.

- [chuckles] [whistles]

- Whoa! Ah!

- [chuckles] - Aww.

♪ ♪

[singer vocalizing]

[soft music]

- Ooh, the parents are still painting

on the walls out there.

So do you have any more stories, Susie?

- Sure.

In this one, there's a place called--

- Hey!

I heard there was a party going on here.

- Ugh.

Don't believe everything you hear, Josh.

Sit down and listen to the story.

- Thank you, Angelica. Where was I?

Oh, a place called Fairy Tale Village.

[mystical music]

[bird cawing]

It was a place where a baby could really just be a baby.

And, of course, they had the best mayor ever.

Greetings, townsfolk.

As your mayor, I proclaim today to be

another happy and peaceful day in Fairy Tale Village.

[clanking]

Another happy--

[metal screeching]

[townsfolk groaning]

- I'm just gonna go check on something real quick.

[suspenseful music]

[chickens clucking]

Philly-Willy, why you rowing on dry land?

- Didn't you hear?

We gotta get to the river.

The sky is falling!

[birds chirping]

- Uh, this sky?

Looks fine to me.

- [grunting]

Better get under here.

The sky's falling.

- See?

- Actually, still no.

- It's gonna start raining cats and dogs any second.

- Cats and frogs, Lilly-Milly.

- Dogs, Philly-Willy.

- Frogs! - Dogs!

- Frogs!

Which wouldn't be so bad.

- Hold on.

It's not raining any of those things.

Why would you think that?

- [shrieking] - Hang on, Lilly-Milly!

I'm coming!

- [shrieking]

Get me down!

- Oh! [grunts]

You see?

I almost bloweded away.

And I think I felt kitty whiskers.

- But there's no--okay.

Let's back up. Where did this start?

- Excuse me, Mayor Susie,

but can we do this from in the boat?

We need to get to the river before...

[whispering] You know.

[quirky music]

♪ ♪

- Who told you this was happening?

- Oh, a very deniable source.

- [whimpering]

- Don't worry, Spikey.

These doggy bowls will protect us.

all: Tommy-Pommy!

- Let me guess. You heard the sky is falling?

- I sure did, Mayor Susie.

You got the lastest boat, huh?

- Yep, but there's room in here for you and Spike.

- We can all share this big peach umbrella.

- Wait.

Where'd you buy all this stuff?

- At the Sky Is Falling Supply Cart.

I think it just opened.

- Let's see what's going on.

Everybody in the boat.

- [grunts]

- Make that everybody out of the boat.

[all grunting]

- [belching]

[rooster crows]

[all grunting]

- Special sale at the Milk Haus.

Two milks for the price of one?

- Mmm, ah.

Huh?

- Ah... - [grunts]

- [giggles] Huh?

- [wailing]

- Hi, Mayor Susie.

Welcome to Milk Haus.

May I take your udder?

With just a squeeze, we aim to please.

- One sippy cup, please.

Thanks, Nina-Dina.

It's busy today.

- Ooh, I know.

We've been packed all day, even during nap time.

Guess everyone wants to be together when the sky falls.

- That's why they're all here?

But the sky isn't falling.

Where is everybody hearing this?

- I just fill the cups.

- You know what goes great with milk?

Chicken crackers.

I got these at the Supply Cart.

You can use them to make a trail

so you won't get lost when the sky falls.

- No one solded me any snacks.

- I guess it's every baby for herself.

- Huzzah!

All ye, look over here.

Get your bouncy ball hats so nothing lands on your head.

- Are those from the Sky is Falling Supply Cart too?

- It's all good.

I'm an authorized dealer.

- Hmm.

Citizens of Fairy Tale Village, listen up.

As your mayor, it is my duty to report that the sky

is not falling, or raining animals of any kind,

or blowing you all away.

- How do you know?

- Because, Josh-Wash, there's no proof.

If I believed everything I heard,

every frog would be a kiss away from being a prince.

- I don't trust ya.

- Let me explain it another way.

Someone's trying to sell you a bunch of junk you don't need.

It just doesn't add up.

- Big sale on pillows at the Sky is Falling Supply Cart.

Angelica's parked right over there.

Follow me!

[all shouting]

- Angelica? [gasps]

Now it's starting to add up.

[coins clanging]

- A pillow for you. - Ah!

- A pillow for you. - Ah!

- I accept gold, silver, and cookies,

but only with the raisins picked out.

- Ah! - Ah!

[soft tense music]

- Welcome, Mayor Susie.

Aw, I just sold the last pillow.

But don't worry, I got lots more stuff.

Get your shovels here.

Great for digging out from sky junk.

- Isn't it funny how Angelica has all this stuff to sell

and is making coins and cookies off this disaster?

- What do you mean, Mayor Susie?

I'm just trying to be a smart business lady

and make sure everyone in Fairy Tale Village knows the truth.

It's the 'sponsible thing to do.

- But the truth is, you started a story

that the sky is falling.

- Ah, wasn't me.

It was some red-haired baby.

- You mean Chuckie Little?

- Nah, I'm not good with names.

Fiddle, biddle, little, yeah, that's the one.

- That proofs it.

Chuckie Little always tells the truth.

- Let's go talk to him.

- Can you bring him his latest order, please?

[toy quacks]

Safety duck. Everybody's getting them.

[dramatic music]

- Ah!

- Oh, Chuckie Little, it's okay.

It's just me, Mayor Susie.

And, look, Tommy-Pommy, Philly-Willy, and Lilly-Milly

are all here too.

And I brought this.

- Oh, I didn't know they deliver.

Thanks, Mayor Susie.

- We heard you think the sky is falling?

What's going on?

- [sighs] It all started this morning.

I was taking a little nap outside when I felt it.

Something landed on my head.

Then I saw Angelica.

And she said, what are you doing sitting under this tree?

And I told her about getting hit in the head,

and she said, what's the big deal, Chuckie Little?

Probably just a piece of sky fell on your head.

And I said...

The sky is falling?

And then she said...

- Sure, what else can it be?

- Ah!

- We gotta get safety ducks.

- I hope it's not too late.

[both shrieking]

- Let's all stay calm.

Chuckie, can you show us exactly where you were

when the sky started falling?

- I'll try.

I was right here like this.

And then it happened.

- [sniffing]

[squirrel chittering]

[inquisitive music]

[bowl clatters]

- Oh, not again. The sky is falling!

The sky is falling!

[all screaming]

- [howling]

- This is what you felt.

- Just an itty bitty acorn?

Small enough for a squirrel to eat?

- Help! - Yep.

- So the sky isn't falling?

- Nope.

- We're saveded! - Yay!

- Take that, sky. - [gasps]

So I can take this pillow off of my bottom?

- [laughs] Yep. - Yeah!

- [barking]

- Yeah!

- I'm glad we figured that out.

And maybe next time, come to me first

before you believe one of Angelica's fibs.

- So everything's fine? Great news.

Well, I was just trying to be helpful.

'Sponsible thing to do and all. Gotta go.

- Hold on.

You know what would really help?

[gentle music]

- We're lucky to have you running our town, Mayor Susie.

- The bestest!

- Go, Mayor Susie!

- Oh, we sure are.

- Oh, thanks, guys.

Town Crier, could you please speak up?

[bell ringing] - Hear me, hear me.

The sky is not falling.

I repeat, not falling.

How long I gotta be the town crier?

- Just until everybody knows the truth.

After all, it's the 'sponsible thing to do.

- [sighs]

- Peaceful times returned to Fairy Tale Village.

And all the townsfolk learned an important lesson.

- Never take a nap under a tree.

- Always keep your doggy close.

- Get a big umbrella.

- Boat, Lillian.

- Ah, you lost me after chicken crackers.

What else you got?

- [laughs] Let's take a look.

[singer vocalizing]

[upbeat music]

- Thanks for reminding me about the school mascot, Kimi.

- We're almost finished with the mural,

but I'll be sure to add that ferret.

- [laughs] Thank you, Mrs. Pickles.

- [sighs] Sounds like there's time for one more story.

- Fine by me.

But this time, maybe I could be the star for a change.

- You show em, Nana.

She's known for her soulful portraits of circus clowns.

- [sighs]

- I have just the story for you, Angelica.

Once upon a time,

there was a super nice Fairy Godmother

who granted a hundred wishes in one week--

a new record in Fairytale Woods.

[squirrel chitters, shrieks]

And she just wanted a day to relax in some sweet bubbles.

What a week, Tommy.

- I'm lucky.

The other fairy-interns don't see

that many wishes all month.

- Let the day off begin.

- Uh-oh.

One more wisher.

- No.

- He's gonna pick me. - Oh, he's gonna pick me.

both: Oof! Sorry.

- Sorry doesn't cut it. Now get out!

I have to clean up this mess

before my evil stepmother sees it.

- Is she talking about our mommy?

- And did you hear that the prince is gonna pick

a playdate at the royal ball?

[both laughing]

The twins are so excited.

Whoops. I have to go.

Bye.

You made cookies, how nice.

Go play while I clean up.

- What? all: Oh!

- Oh!

- I understand you have a wish?

- Fairy Godmother, you're here.

I'm Cinder-Angelica.

And as you can see, my life is horrible.

[chewing noisily]

- Can you be a little more pacific?

- They're all going to the royal ball,

and I have to stay here and sit by the fire

with dirt on my face.

- I'm pretty sure that's chocolate.

- But Cinder-Angelica, dear, you said you didn't wanna go

and then threw your invitation in the trash.

- And that's my fault?

- Excuse us a sec, Cinder-Angelica.

Bring it in, family.

You all go ahead to the royal ball.

We'll take care of this.

Intern Tommy, start the wish-tracker.

[mystical music]

- [gasps] Did you hear that, Fluffy?

I'm gonna get my wish.

♪ ♪

- Hmm.

First, you'll need a carriage to take you to the ball.

- That gross yucky squash?

- Things aren't always what they seem.

♪ ♪

- [gasps] - Hey, Fluffy.

Wanna help out your friend and be a horsey for a night?

- [meows disdainfully] - Oh, no.

Fluffy only does what she wants.

- I got an idea.

Spikey!

- [barks excitedly]

- Ah!

A smelly dog pulling my fancy carriage?

- Patience.

[horse whinnies]

- [laughs]

- Now, the carriage driver.

Hmm.

- [squeaking]

- [laughs]

- Yes!

I knew I was meant for the big leagues.

[laughs]

- Fine, fine.

Now, about my beautiful ball gown.

- The invitation said playdate-casual.

But, sure.

- Whoo-whee!

[laughs]

Well?

- [grunting]

- You gonna open that?

- Hands are not easy.

Oh!

- [growls]

- Remember, be nice to the king and queen and prince,

and be a good party guest.

- Yeah, yeah. I'm always nice.

Driver, to the royal ball, and step on it!

- [laughs]

- Something tells me we better keep an eye on this one.

[laughter]

- Mm-mm.

Not a decent playdate amongst the lot.

- Now, Prince Begley, you should be out there

meeting your future best playdate ever.

- Oh, Father, if only I could relate

to the un-preschooled masses.

But I'll try.

[bubbles pop]

- [grunts]

- Presenting Miss Cinder-Angelica!

Bouncy balls!

- [sighs]

- Psh! - Ooh!

- What delicate hand

bats away that horrid bouncy ball?

A bright light shines upon my weary eyes.

- [chomping]

- Welcome to the royal ball, Cinder-Angelica.

I'm the queen, and this is the--

- Skip the inductions, lady.

I wanna see the chocolate milk fountain

and the cupcake tower.

- What?

She didn't do anything I told her.

Intern Tommy?

- Yeah, uh, manners.

Uh, let's see.

- Go ahead. I got this.

- Whee!

- Cinder-Angelica, how's it going?

- Eh, these mini cupcakes are dry.

I wish I could skip all this manners junk

and just win the royal playdate.

- Okay, but this is your final wish.

So you better be sure.

- Sweet angel,

I know not from whence you came,

but you are the royal playdate.

[crowd gasps]

- Wait, Begley's the prince?

- What gave it away,

my regal posture,

my smartly pressed shorts?

- [growls]

I don't want a playdate with Begley.

I--I have to go.

It's almost bedtime.

This isn't even my regular dress.

And my carriage is a squash,

and my driver is a slimy possum.

- I love possums.

- Plus, it's nowhere near bedtime.

The clock has to cuckoo eight times.

♪ ♪

- [yells]

- Whosesoever foot that fits this precious sneaker,

I will find you.

♪ ♪

- [mewls]

- Aw, I wanted to get pickeded.

[grunts] - Not me!

I wasted a perfectly good wish.

It's not fair.

[horse whinnies] [gasps] That's gotta be him.

I'm not here.

[grunts]

[horse whinnies]

[fanfare]

- I have been all over the kingdom,

but alas, the shoe does not fit one child.

You two are my last hope.

- Me first! - No, me!

[both grunt]

[laughter] - Hey!

- [laughs]

[dramatic music]

[gasps]

[laughter]

- [grunts]

- [laughs, gasps]

- [crunching] Ooh!

It fits!

I'm a possum no more!

- Oh, brother.

[gasps]

- Who's in there?

I demand you upend that barrel at once.

[both grunting]

- [yells] - [gasps]

- I do not recall that particular shade of mud

at my royal ball.

- Of course not, 'cause I wasn't even there.

And even if I was, I've never seen

that shoe before in my life.

♪ ♪

[yells]

[grunts]

♪ ♪

[horse whinnies]

- Follow that carriage!

[grunts]

- Climb on.

I'll take you.

- [yells] [horse whinnies]

- My last wish of the week just had to be a problem wish.

- Well, at least things can't get worse.

- [cuckooing]

- Wait, was that eight cuckoos?

Things just got worse.

♪ ♪

- [barking] - [yelps]

[horse whinnies]

♪ ♪

- [yells] - Whoa!

- According to my wish tablet,

Cinder-Angelica's wish still hasn't been granted.

- I might have rushed through a few steps

to get to my day off. - [yells]

Fairy Godmother... - [meows]

- Hide me!

- Cinder-Angelica, here's your final chance.

- [purrs] - What do you really want?

- I wanna take naps in the sun

and drink milk and wear jewels around my neck.

- You wanna be a cat?

- [purrs]

- Who me? No.

- I know you're in there, royal playdate.

- I mean yes, I wish to be a cat!

♪ ♪

- [snarls]

[mewls]

[snarls]

- Hang on.

Here's a foot you haven't tried.

- [gasps]

♪ ♪

- I must say, I was not expecting this.

But I do keep my promises.

Come along, royal playdate.

- [laughs]

- So the Fairy Godmother finally got to have

her nice relaxing day off.

- [yells]

[snarls]

- The end.

- Now, that's a story.

- [laughs]

It's time to go see the whole mural.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

- Ooh. - Wow.

- That looks like me! - Ooh, ooh!

- Wow! - There's a ferret.

- I like the way it captures the mind.

- [laughs] Lookit.

- And Susie the Storyteller lived happily ever after.

[singer vocalizing]

[cheerful music]

♪ ♪

[gibbering] [duck quacks]