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-Hey! -? When the sun goes down ?

? And the moon comes out ?

? That's the right time To go write it all down ?

? High above it ?

? With Eva the owlet ?

? We're singing now Hoo hoo hoo ?

? All your friends Singing hoo hoo hoo ?

? Where the sky begins Hoo hoo hoo ?

? With Eva the owlet ?

? We're singing now ?

[Eva] "Eva Leafdale."

Everyone, thank you for gathering here

so I can show you my newest masterpiece.

I can't wait to see it.

[chuckles] I've been working on it for a really long time,

and now it's finally done.

Meet the Leafdales!

[Eva, Humphrey exclaim]

[Mom] I love them!

What are they?

[chuckles] They're dolls of our family, the Wingdales,

except they're made out of leaves. So they're the Leafdales! Huh?

-[chuckles] Aw. -Amazing!

Dear leaf Diary, We're eating leaf Dad's pinecone pizza.

[owlets chuckle]

Hey, leaf Mom. Check out this cool leaf guitar solo.

-[imitates guitar solo] -[owlets chuckle]

-[gurgling, chuckles] -[chuckles]

I'm still working on Baby Mo's Leafdale voice.

-[owlets chuckles] -[chuckles] Aw!

[gasps] No, no, sweetie. That's not a toy.

That's right. These are really easy to break.

These are so flaptastic!

Can I bring Eva Leafdale in to show-and-tell at school tonight?

She's way more fun than the teeny-tiny rock I was going to bring.

[chuckles] Well, like I said to Mo, it's easy to break.

You have to carry it carefully, with both wings.

It's a lot of responsibility.

I can do it, Dad.

Okay then. Here you go.

-Yay! -[gasps]

Oops. I mean, "Yay."

I'll tuck Eva Leafdale in my diary to keep her safe.

[Dad] Great idea.

You'll be safe in here for your first day of school.

[Mom chuckles]

Diary, I'm so happy!

I'm responsible enough to take Eva Leafdale to show-and-tell.

Mo can't touch the Leafdales yet because he's too young.

But I can. See you soon.

Okay, I'm off to school. Bye, Leafdales. [chuckles]

-Bye, Wingdales. -See you soon.

[Humphrey] Wait for me!

-[Mom] Humphrey? -Yeah, Mom?

Uh-huh.

Oops. Uh, forgot to close the door. Sorry.

[Mo cooing]

[chuckles]

-[owlets chatter] -Okay, class. Time for show-and-tell!

[owlets cheer]

Jacob, why don't you start?

[owlets cheer]

I'm so excited for my turn. I hope I'm next.

This is my houseplant, Freddie. He likes it when I recite poetry to him.

[clears throat] Oh, Freddie, my houseplant,

your leaves are sort of green.

But how many flowers have you seen?

The end.

[owlets cheer]

Jacob, that was the best houseplant poem I've ever heard. Thank you.

Next up, Eva!

[gasps] Yes!

Tonight, I brought myself!

This is Eva Leafdale.

Hi, everyone. It's flaptastic to meet you all.

[all laugh]

My dad worked really hard to make her.

-Wow! -Aah!

-Awesome! -I want one of those.

Doesn't she look just like me?

-[gasps] Come back, Eva Leafdale! -[owlets gasp]

Oh, no!

-Get it! -You can do it, Eva.

She almost got it!

Everyone, help Eva catch� Eva.

-Come on! -Stop!

[Eva grunts]

-Oh, my feathers! -Oh, no.

-[Jacob screams] -[Eva grunts]

[strains, screams]

Uh-oh.

[grunts]

Thanks for trying.

There I am!

[gasps]

Whew.

Oh, no! I ruined Eva Leafdale.

Maybe you can clean the dirt off?

[gasps] Whew. Great idea.

[school bell rings]

Can I be excused, Ms. Featherbottom?

Of course, Eva.

[panting]

Time to clean you up, Eva Leafdale.

-[door opens] -Dad?

Ooh, Humphrey, it's just you.

Just me? Thanks a lot. [chuckles]

Dad and Mom are out with Baby Mo.

[gasps] What happened to Eva Leafdale?

-She got a little dirty. -A little dirty?

But I'm going to fix her before Dad gets back

so he won't see her like this. Then he'll still think I'm responsible.

-Eva, I'm not sure that-- -I'll be in my room. Bye.

Okay.

[snoring]

-Baxter! -[exclaims]

I need your help. Look at Eva Leafdale.

[screams]

I know. She looks terrible.

[chattering]

Thanks, Baxter. Let's wash her off.

Gently. Gently.

[gasps] Look. She's clean again.

-Yay! Whoo-hoo! -[cheers]

[screams] Oh, no. Now she's too wet.

What are we gonna do?

-[door opens] -Dad?

Just me again.

[sighs] Come on. Let's dry her off.

[blows, cheers]

Oh, great idea. And we can flap our wings too.

[blowing]

[sighs] Not dry yet. Faster!

-[blowing] Okay. [sighs] -[groaning]

[gasps] She's dry!

Aw. And really, really wrinkled.

[groaning]

Okay. Okay. Okay. We can fix this.

We just need something heavy to put on top of it, to smooth it out.

[groans] Something heavier.

[gasps] Ooh, my Franny Fuzztail books.

[chuckles]

[strains] I think this is gonna work.

[gasps, screams]

[panting]

Where's her wing?

-Oh, no. Now she's totally broken. -[exclaiming]

Oh, no. [screams]

Diary, I'm so mad at myself. I ruined the doll.

Maybe I can't be responsible.

Maybe I'm just like Baby Mo. [sighs]

-[Humphrey screams] No, don't touch that! -[gasps]

[Humphrey] Get out please!

-What's that? -[squirrel chittering]

-Whoa. [panting] -What's going on?

I accidentally left the door open again, and a squirrel got in.

This way, squirrel.

[groans] Out the door please, Mr. Squirrel.

-[grunts] No. No, not that way. No. -Whoa. Whoa!

-Good squirrel. That's it. Nice squirrel. -[squirrel chitters]

[grunting]

-[gasps] -[gasps] Mom's favorite plate.

[groans] I shouldn't have left the door open.

[gasps]

Mom will be home soon.

Hurry. Let's find some pinesap

to stick the pieces back together so she won't notice.

No, that's okay. I'll tell Mom what happened.

What? Really?

Yeah. It's her favorite plate. I have to tell her. [sighs]

[Eva] Diary, I can't believe it.

Humphrey is going to tell Mom about the plate.

He's not even gonna try and fix it first.

Should I tell Dad that I wasn't responsible

and ruined Eva Leafdale?

-[door opens] -[Mom] We're home.

Hi, owlets!

-[Humphrey] Hello there. -Hi.

Everything okay with you two?

Well, I have to show you something in the kitchen, Mom.

Oh. Okay.

So, how did show-and-tell go?

What'd your classmates think of Eva Leafdale?

[sighs] Well�

Um, I was so excited that I got a little carried away,

and I forgot to hold Eva Leafdale with both wings for a second. And, um�

Yes?

She got ruined.

[gasps]

I'm really sorry, Dad. I didn't want to tell you.

So first, I tried to fix her, but I made it worse.

I should've told you right away.

If you don't think I'm responsible anymore, I understand.

I see why you got excited.

I think the Leafdales are pretty exciting myself.

I worked really hard making Eva Leafdale, so I'm sad she's broken.

But telling me what happened means you definitely can handle responsibility.

[gasps] Really?

Really really.

Just, please try to be more careful next time.

-I will. I promise. Mmm. -Oh.

Thanks, Dad.

So, what do you wanna do about Eva Leafdale?

Should we try to fix her wing?

I think she's too broken to fix.

But I might have another solution. Meet me downstairs.

Okay. I'll be right there.

Diary. [sighs]

[chuckles] Wanna know what that sound means?

I'm so relieved, because now I know that telling Dad

what happened to Eva Leafdale was the responsible thing to do.

What's that? I hear something. Guitar solo time!

-[imitates guitar solo] -[Mom, owlets laughing]

[Dad] Dear leaf Diary, I'm fixed,

and we're eating leaf Dad's pinecone pizza again. [chuckles]

[laughs]

Ta-da! The Leafdales are back together again.

-Looks great. -Yay!

Here, Eva.

I think you're responsible enough

to take the whole family to your next show-and-tell.

Really? Thanks, Dad. Yay! Whoo!

-[squirrel chittering] -[gasps]

[gasps] I closed the door this time. I promise.

-[Humphrey] Hey! -Uh-oh. Uh, oops.

-[Humphrey] Hey. Shoo. Shoo. Get out! -[Eva] Over here. Over here.

[all chuckle]

[Eva] "The Hoot Chorus."

[flutes playing]

[chuckles, hoots]

Hey, Lucy. Wanna race flutes?

You're on.

[flutes play]

[both chuckle]

All right, owlets. Let's start practice.

-Let's do it. -Awesome.

-Yeah. -Let's go!

The thank-you concert for Ms. Featherbottom is later tonight.

-I can't wait to hoot our flutes for her. -Me neither.

-It's so exciting. -Yeah. Ooh, it will be fun.

You know what could make this concert even more flaptastic?

If one of you played a big high note near the end of the song.

Like a solo?

Yes. Exactly, Sue. A solo.

Does anyone wanna volunteer?

Ooh, me! Pick me! I'll do it, Mr. Swoopington.

Thank you, Eva. I'll show you how it goes.

-[inhales deeply] -[flute playing]

-[inhales deeply] -[flute playing]

Nice job, Eva.

That was great.

Just like that.

Okay. Let's practice the song all together.

-Everybody ready? -Oh, yeah.

-Let's go! -Yep.

[flutes playing]

[hoots, chuckles]

[Mr. Swoopington] Wonderful, Kiera.

Just marvelous, Carlos.

That's it. That's it, owlets. Keep hooting those flutes.

And now for the solo.

-[inhales deeply] -[flute playing]

-[flute squeaks] -[owlets scream]

-[hoots] Oh, my. -Huh? What was that?

That wasn't supposed to happen.

Wanna try again?

Go for it, Eva.

Okay.

-[inhales deeply] -[flute playing]

-[flute squeaks] -[screams]

[chuckles] Sorry, everyone.

There must be something wrong with my flute.

Want me to take a look?

Hmm.

[flute plays]

Nope. All good.

So there wasn't something wrong with my flute.

There was something wrong with me.

Okay, everybody. Make sure to practice

one more time before the concert. See you later tonight.

That was fun.

Hey, everyone.

Wanna wing-sign this thank-you card I made for Ms. Featherbottom?

-I wanna wing-sign it. -[Carlos] Wow.

-[Kiera] Yeah. -[Carlos] So cool.

Diary, Hoot Chorus rehearsal went terribly.

I'm so worried that I'll squeak during the actual concert.

Everyone is counting on me to play the solo.

If I don't play it right, I'll ruin the whole show.

I better get home and practice.

-[flute playing] -[screaming]

But you still need to sign the�

-[flute playing] -[screaming]

Card.

[Eva breathing heavily]

[exclaims]

-[hums] Whoa! [chuckling] -[breathing heavily]

[Humphrey] Huh?

-Baxter! -[screams]

Okay, Baxter.

You be Mr. Swoopington, and I'll be me playing my solo. Ready?

[clears throat]

[flute playing]

Now comes the solo. [inhales deeply]

[flute playing]

-[gasps] Did you hear that? I got it. Yes! -[cheers]

[flute playing]

-[flute squeaks] -[Baxter screaming]

Oh, no. Now I'm squeaking again.

Come on.

[flute playing]

-[flute squeaks] -[groans] Whoa.

I've got to�

-[flute squeaks] -[hoots]

-�hit that� -[flute squeaks]

[spits, hoots]

-�note! -[flute squeaks]

[groans]

Oh, Diary!

I am super stressed out because I can't get that note right.

The concert for Ms. Featherbottom will be ruined all because of me.

[sighs]

Hey, Sis. Came to see if you want any help with your solo.

[groans] I keep practicing and practicing, but I just keep getting worse.

Hmm.

You know, it's hard to play music when you're all stressed out.

Really?

Yep. Luckily I know a trick to calm myself down

when I get worked up about something.

You do? Will you teach me, Humphrey?

I call it "deep belly hooting."

Just close your eyes and breathe in with a big� [hoots]

�then breathe out with another big� [hoots]

[both hooting]

Breathe in.

[all hoot]

And out.

[all hoot]

[sighs] I'm feeling more relaxed already.

That's awesome. If you want, you can try it upside down.

Upside down? [chuckles]

[hooting]

-Huh. -[hooting]

[all hooting]

And kick your legs.

[all hooting]

[chuckles]

Now try the note again.

[flute playing]

-Yeah! All right, Sis. -[cheers]

That's the best I ever played it.

Maybe I won't ruin the concert after all. Thanks, Humphrey.

You got it. I can't wait to watch you hoot that flute.

[Dad] Eva, time to go to the concert.

Be right there, Dad.

Let's do this.

[hooting, chuckling]

-This is flaptastic. -[Eva hooting]

-I can't wait. -That's so cool.

-I love that idea. -Huh?

[Lucy] Hmm.

Um, Eva, what are you doing?

I'm deep belly hooting.

-Cool. -[Eva hooting]

[all hooting]

[audience chattering, chuckling]

Let's go. Yeah!

-Yay! -Awesome.

[hoots] I feel pretty calm. [hoots]

Oh, it's almost time. Ms. Featherbottom looks so excited.

-Welcome. -Thank you.

I can't wait to hear them hooting.

-[audience cheers, chuckles] -[Eva groans]

No, no, no, no!

What's wrong?

Seeing Ms. Featherbottom made me feel all nervous again.

What if I squeak during my solo?

I'll let everyone down. Especially Ms. Featherbottom.

I-I gotta do more deep belly hooting. [panting]

[audience chattering]

Come on, Eva. The concert's about to start.

[screams]

-Everything will be okay. -[grunts] Uh� [groans]

-[owlets chuckle] -[Humphrey] Here we go.

[Ms. Featherbottom] Oh, how exciting.

-Hi. [chuckles] Whoo-hoo. -Oh. That's my owl.

[gulps]

Welcome to our thank-you concert, to celebrate

the magnificent Ms. Featherbottom on the last night of school.

-[audience, owlets cheering] -Stop it. You're too kind.

Without further ado, I give you the Hoot Chorus.

-[audience cheering, chuckling] -Hi, Dad. Hi, Papa.

Love ya lots.

-Mom. Dad. I'm over here. -There she is.

-[chuckles] -Yeah! All right!

Don't ruin the concert.

Don't ruin the concert. Don't ruin the convert.

[exhales sharply] One, two, three, four.

[flutes playing]

[Eva inhales deeply]

-[flute squeaks] -[grunts] I already messed up.

It's okay. Nobody heard.

-[inhales deeply] -[flute squeaks]

Everything is a squeak.

Keep going, Eva. You got this.

[flute playing continues]

Here comes the solo. Come on, flutey. [inhales deeply]

[flute playing]

-[flute squeaks] -[flutes continue playing]

Oh, no. I ruined the concert.

[audience cheering]

[chuckling] Oh, congrats! Oh, wonderful.

-[Mr. Swoopington] I'm so proud. -Huh?

-Oh, bravo! Bravo! -[cheering continues]

-[Mom] That's my owlet! -Why is Ms. Featherbottom cheering?

[chuckles] I think she liked the song. Come on.

[Ms. Featherbottom] Bravo!

-Yeah! -Way to go! [chuckles]

Congratulations, Eva.

[chuckles]

-[Dad] Terrific. Wonderful. -Wow. That was flaptastic.

Did you really like the song, Ms. Featherbottom?

Like it? I loved it.

It was the most beautiful song� ? I've ever heard ? [chuckles]

But I was so nervous. I played so many squeaky notes.

I barely noticed that you played any squeaky notes, Eva.

I was just so happy that you all learned a song for me.

-And you know what else? -What?

Knowing that you were nervous, but still had the courage to get up there

and hoot that flute is the best thank-you of all.

-[Eva chuckles] -Mmm.

[Kiera] All right.

[exclaims] What a performance.

[sighs] Diary, I'm so relieved, because even though I squeaked a lot,

everyone still loved the concert.

Now I know it wasn't all going to be ruined if I messed up.

Because I was just one part of a big group.

Right, flutey?

Eva, you still need to wing-sign Ms. Featherbottom's thank-you card.

Oh. Right.

[Lucy] Uh-oh.

Oops. It got kind of smudged.

Do you wanna sign it again?

Hmm. That's okay. It's only a little smudge.

The whole card looks so flaptastic.

Thanks, Eva.

I know Ms. Featherbottom is going to love it.

[chuckles]

We made a card for you, Ms. Featherbottom.

-[gasps] Wow. That's beautiful. -[owlets] Mmm.

-Thank you so much, class. -[owlets cheer]

-That was so fun. Whoo-hoo! -Hey, Eva.

-[Eva chuckles] -Good job.

That's my owlet.

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