When we last saw Quack, he was searching for string. 
But then he made a thrilling discovery. 
Huh?!
What did you find, Quack?
Ooh, nothing. 
Are those raisins?
I love raisins. 
You're right, Peep -- raisins. 
And Quack will share them, I'm sure. 
Okay, okay. 
Two for you, two for me. 
There -- that's fair. 
What is he saying?
Um, I think he wants to dance with a chicken. 
No, he's saying that we're supposed to be helping him, remember?
There's a branch that's blocking his acorns. 
The branch!
We forgot about the branch!
Sorry, Squirrel. 
There must be a way to move it. 
Let's go. 
Wait, you left your... raisins. The ants will get them. 
Keep going. 
You've got it. 
Yep, uh-huh, you got it. 
Quack, it hasn't moved an inch. 
Don't worry, winter is still a long way off. 
I know. 
Instead of moving the branch, why don't we just get more nuts?
It was a nice idea, but easier said than done. 
It was late in the season, and nuts were in high demand. 
We'll never find enough acorns. 
They don't just grow on trees, you know. 
Oh, yeah -- they do. 
All righty, there you go. 
Have a great winter. 
Bye-bye!
Um, I think he's saying that the pile isn't big enough. 
How many acorns do you need?
A pile as big as yourself?
That's a lot of nuts. 
We'll never find that many. 
There must be someplace we haven't looked. 
I've got it!
Remember that tree, Quack?
Where we sat when it was raining?
There were lots of nuts there. 
Too far. 
I couldn't possibly make it. 
You go without me. 
We can put the acorns on this and drag them back. 
That way we won't have to make too many trips. 
Good idea!
Let's go. 
Well, you heard Chirp -- let's go. 
Frogs are flying in from the west?
He's saying that he has to stay behind to protect his pile. 
Right... 
Sure... 
Does that look squirrel-size to you?
Mmm... hard to say. 
Quack!
What?
You didn't expect me to think on an empty stomach?
Peep, stand next to the pile. 
Okay, if Peep is about half the size of the squirrel, then we've got half of what we need. 
Almost... 
Perfect!
The squirrel was very pleased. 
It's not every day you get saved from desperate famine. 
Well, I'm glad that's over. 
I'm going to soak my feet in the... 
What?
Huh?
Now what?
I think he wants us to help him find a place to hide his nuts. 
No, absolutely not!
This duck is done. 
You know, without a hiding place, all his nuts will get eaten or blown away. 
Oh, all right. 
But this time, I get to stay behind and guard the pile. 
Chirp didn't like the idea of leaving Quack alone with a squirrel's worth of nuts. 
But Quack wouldn't budge. 
Now, this is a job for ducks. 
Getting colder. 
I wonder what's taking them so long. 
How hard can it be to find a place for some nuts?
What if they don't come back?
What if they leave me here?
I could freeze. 
Or starve!
Quack, we found another tree that's perfect for hiding Squirrel's... 
He wants to know what happened to all his nuts. 
Uh, I actually understood that. 
Well?
Um, well, you see, this big crow came and, uh, I tried to fight him off, but... 
You ate them all, didn't you?
No.
I saved one. 
I feel sick. 
You should feel sick after what you did. 
No, I mean I really feel sick. 
Wow, Quack!
You're so full of nuts you moved the branch. 
So everything worked out in the end. 
The squirrel had enough nuts to last a whole, entire winter... 
Oh, my stomach. 
Help!
And so did Quack. 
Easy -- not so fast. 
Is the ground spinning or is it me?
Oh, I'll never eat again. 
Oh, that's better. 
Hey, is that a berry?
Oh, why did you let me do that?
I have got to have more self-control. 
Does the sun make any noise when it sets?
Peep and Chirp are trying to find out. That's why they're being so quiet. 
So... after I woke up, I stretched a few times and then I yawned. 
Like that. 
No, wait -- I yawned twice. 
That's right, I yawned twice... 
Shush!
We are trying to listen. 
Remember?
Oh, yeah!
Sorry. 
So then I said hello to the fish and they said hello back, only they have little voices so it sounded more like... Hello!
Quack, we won't be able to hear the sun touch the water if you keep on talking. 
Oh!
Uh, right. 
Gotcha. I'm good. 
Want to see how long I can hold my breath?
Watch this. 
Oh, boy, that... 
You are the loudest duck I ever knew!
Could you please be quiet?
Chirp, look!
We are trying to hear the sun set. 
Aw, too bad, you just missed it. 
What?
Quack's right. 
Oh, well... 
And we couldn't hear a thing because Chirp was talking. 
Huh!
What's up with her?
Chirp soon forgot about being mad. 
The next day she was over at Peep's house, listening for worms. 
What does a worm sound like, exactly?
I'm not sure, but if we're really quiet we might be able to hear them moving... 
Hi, Chirp. 
Want to hear my new song?
It's all about ducks -- quack!
Shh!
We're listening for worms. 
Really?
Well, let me help you. 
I've got great ears. 
If the worms are making noise, I'll be the first one to hear it. 
Yep!
Uh-huh. 
Just getting... oh, boy, that's good -- oh, boy -- yup. 
Great ears. 
You may not know this, but duck ears are a miracle of nature. 
Duck ears and duck feet, mm-hmm. 
And also duck wisdom. Oh, so I guess that makes three miracles of nat... 
What is the matter with you?
Why can't you ever be quiet?
I can. 
No, you can't!
Can. 
Can't!
Can!
I can be quiet any time I want. 
Prove it. 
Fine, I will not speak another word until you beg me. 
See?
I am closing my lips for good. 
Until you beg me. 
Starting right now. 
Are you saying that you won't speak again until I beg you?
Oops. 
But Quack, I don't want you to be quiet. 
I mean, sometimes might be nice, but not all the time. 
I know. 
This will be a difficult experience for us all, Peep, but we'll come through it. 
You can't stay quiet for two seconds, Quack. 
You'll never last. 
But he did. 
Quack lasted. 
He kept his mouth shut and refused to say a word... even when it hurt. 
It's amazing. 
I can hear stuff I never heard before. 
Listen to those reeds. 
I hear somebody drinking. 
You know, it's hard to communicate with skunks when you can't talk. 
Let's see, Quack is... mad. 
And he... 
I think he's saying you need to ask permission before licking his foot. 
Later on, the birds returned to Big Bay. 
Look, the sun's about to set. 
Maybe we'll hear it this time. 
Nothing. 
I guess it doesn't make noise when it hits the water. 
Huh!
I thought it might hiss or something. 
Hey, do you hear that?
Frogs!
And birds. 
And the sea. 
I hear a garbage can. And that must be Quack's stomach. 
Thanks, Quack. 
It's so nice to hear the world for a change. 
Bye. 
Good night. 
I miss your voice, Quack. 
I hope Chirp begs you soon. 
Are you trying to tell me something?
Okay, you have got to do something, Peep. 
If Chirp doesn't beg me to talk soon, I am going to... 
I heard that. I am going to bust. 
Quack. 
I heard that, too. 
Are you giving up, Quack?
But Chirp, Quack can't be quiet forever. 
Aren't you ever going to ask him to talk?
Sure. 
Tomorrow. 
Or the day after. 
Or, I don't know, maybe next week. 
I mean, just think of all the stuff we can listen to now. 
Like what?
Like... 
I know!
Tomorrow let's go find a flower and listen to it grow. 
Oh, yay!
Ah, peace and quiet. 
It's the greatest thing ever. 
Good night, Peep. 
Good night, Quack. 
Don't worry, Quack. 
I'm sure Chirp will change her mind. 
But Quack was worried. 
See?
That's his worried look. 
Was he ever going to speak again?
Would he ever be able to sing about ducks?
And what about the snoring?
Was he going to have to stop snoring?
And gargling?
Could he really do this, or would he have to admit that Chirp was right?
Stay tuned, everyone. 
The story's not over. 
Chirp is feeling extra happy tonight. 
Quack has been quiet all day. 
In fact, he's decided not to talk until Chirp begs him. 
Fat chance. 
Maybe tomorrow I'll be able to hear the grass grow. 
And a spider making a web!
And the stars... twinkling. 
Chirp fell into a deep, quiet sleep. 
Until... 
What?
What was that?
Peep!
Did you hear that?
Peep!
Peep did hear that. 
It was kind of hard to miss. 
Hi, Peep. 
Did you hear what I just heard?
Uh-huh. 
And after I heard what you just heard I thought, "I better go check on Peep, because I know he... 
I think it's gone. 
Looks okay from here. 
Well, I guess I'll be going. 
Nice seeing you. 
Rain. 
I hate rain!
At least we're nice and dry in... 
Oops. 
Water -- wet, wet, water!
Peep and Chirp had no choice but to spend the night on top of Peep's can. 
Peep!
Wake up!
The rain stopped. 
Wow. 
Listen to all those birds. 
It sure is peaceful around here without Quack's racket. 
There's water everywhere. 
How am I going to get home?
It's not very deep. 
See?
Peep!
I can't walk around in water. 
I hate water. 
Well, what are you going to do, then?
I don't know. 
Could you drink it, do you think?
I guess not. 
Wait!
I have a better idea. 
I'll be right back. 
Hey, Chirp!
Here's the answer to all our problems. 
Ta-da!
Quack is the answer?
Peep, Quack is never the answer. 
Chirp, you hurt Quack's feelings. 
Well, I'm sorry, but I'm stuck on a can and surrounded by water and I don't know what to do. 
I think Quack has an idea. 
Was I supposed to understand that?
Yeah, well, I'm not begging you to talk, if that's what you're thinking. 
Since Quack won't talk until Chirp begs him, there's only one thing he can do... 
Find someone to translate for him. 
Peep?
Did you understand any of that?
Uh... no. 
Oh, brother. 
Quack, would you please go find an animal who can talk?
I don't know about Chirp, but I'm getting confused. 
Maybe the frog will clear things up. 
Okay, I can't take one more second of this. 
Quack, I need to know what you're trying to say!
Peep, do you have any idea what Quack is saying?
Chirp, wouldn't it be easier if you asked Quack to talk?
Well, well... 
Okay, you can talk. 
Go ahead. 
Um, you need to beg him, remember?
Beg him?
I'm not going to beg... 
Okay. 
Quack, would you please talk again?
Please?
Pretty please?
I really... 
I really want to hear your voice again. 
I miss it. 
Aha!
I knew you'd be sorry. 
So, it's simple. 
We call all the animals and ask them to help us dig two trenches -- right here. 
And over there, I should think. 
That'll drain most of the water away. We'll drain it into my pond, which could use a little freshening up. 
And how couldn't the world's best pond... 
Quack was so happy to hear his own voice that he took a long, loud time explaining his idea. 
So anyways, that'll take about a week and then we'll plant a willow tree to soak up the rest. 
In a year or two, this will all be a distant memory. 
So, what do you think?
Do you have a simpler idea?
Well, you could always just ride on my back. 
That'd work. 
Great. 
Thank you. 
Isn't it great?
My voice is as good as ever. 
I guess the moral of this story is: "Don't tell a duck to be quiet, because you never know when you're going to get stuck in a puddle. 
"Something like that. Chirp, you're not singing. 
I want you to sing, okay?
Peep, Chirp and Quack are playing their favorite game: hide and seek. 
Actually it's more like a game of seek. 
No one's good enough to hide from a duck. 
See?
I found Beaver Boy, and he wasn't even playing. Ahoy, Blue Sailor. 
You sound funny. 
Do you have something in your mouth or...?
Oh, no!
What happened, Beaver Boy?
What do you mean?
What's wrong with the beaver?
Quack, can't you tell?
He's missing his tooth. 
No!
Really?
Yes, I lost it. 
See?
Interesting. 
Can you still be a beaver with only one tooth?
Quack!
Of course you're still a beaver. 
Being a beaver has nothing to do with teeth. 
Not much, anyway, you know. 
Do you know where you lost it?
Maybe we could find it. 
I don't know. 
I don't remember. 
You were swimming with Quack a lot yesterday. 
Maybe... 
The fish!
The fish will know where it is. 
It's white and big and it's called a tooth. 
Beaver Boy needs it to be a beaver. 
White and hard... oh, yeah!
I found something like that yesterday. 
Is this it?
No, no, no, no, no. 
It's flat. 
Like my foot -- quack. 
White... hard... flat. 
Got it!
The button was close, but not close enough. 
No tooth... uh-uh. 
You know, maybe we could make you a new tooth. 
We'd just need to find the right stuff. 
Careful, don't touch that. 
That's mine, that's mine. 
That one there's mine. 
And that -- that, that, that's mine. 
Why do you keep saying that?
It's all yours. 
Well, I'm just, you know, reminding you. 
Hey!
Would this work?
A cracker?
No!
That wouldn't work at all. 
You never know, Quack. 
It's worth a try. 
But I was saving that... for, uh... for you. 
Yeah!
It was going to be a present for you. 
Can't be anymore, I guess. 
Oh, well -- no present for you. 
It doesn't work. 
Here -- try this. 
Hmm!
Sorry. 
Okay, first rule about beaver teeth is they can't taste good. 
After they carefully measured Beaver Boy's tooth from every possible angle... Ouch!... Chirp had a clearer idea of what they needed. 
Okay, the new tooth needs to be hard and flat... 
And sharp... and sharp, and the same size as the old one. 
So I can chomp through trees and be a beaver again. 
What are you talking about?
You are still a beaver. 
We think. Would this work?
Well, it's not the right shape. 
But it's hard and white. 
And long enough. 
You know where I found that?
It's a great story. 
Oh, boy, those were the days, my friends, those were the... 
Anyways, it all started a long, long, very, very long time ago, and I'll start at the beginning. 
And so then I said, "Oh, go on, you can't fool me. 
"You're talking to a duck. You're talking to a duck!" So then I said... 
Look, everybody -- it's done. 
Ta-da!
Are you ready?
Here it goes. 
Oops... wait. 
I wasn't ready. 
Poor Beaver Boy. 
His new tooth just wouldn't stay in. 
I guess it has to be attached to your mouth. 
My grandfather was a beaver. 
My mother and father are beavers. 
Being a beaver is all I know how to do. 
Beaver Boy, I'm telling you: You are still a beaver!
Hey, I know!
You can be a fish. 
Fish don't need teeth. 
Hey?
Quack!
Beaver Boy is still a... 
Oh, forget it!
Being a beaver was sort of fun while it lasted. 
Why, son, what's the matter?
I lost my tooth. 
You didn't lose your tooth -- you broke it, probably while you were chewing a tree. 
Do I have to go live with the fish?
Live with the fish?
Of course not. 
You know, son, the very same thing happened to me. 
I was gnat-gnat-gnatting away one night when snap!
My tooth broke off. 
But it kept on growing, and pretty soon it was as good as new. 
Really?
As good as new?
Even better. 
Yes!
The next day Beaver Boy rushed to Quack's pond to share the good news. Has it grown yet?
Father said it'll grow right back. 
It looks a tiny bit longer than yesterday. 
Yay!
Look again. 
Is it longer now?
Um... no. 
In time, Beaver Boy grew his tooth back. 
Not fast enough for some people, though. 
Not fast enough. 
The Winter of Quack's Discontent Yes, that's Quack, sitting in a slipper. 
He dragged it down from the dump after his pond froze. 
Winter isn't too bad when there's snow. 
When there's snow, you can build stuff... and make tracks... and sled down hills... 
And build stuff!
But without snow, there's not much point to winter. 
I know what I'll do. 
I'll go visit the Beaver and cheer him up. 
Hello?
Anybody home?
Hello?
Yes?
Who is it?
Me. Who's "Me "?
What do you mean, who's m...?
It's me!
Quack!
Me!
Quack. Ahoy, Blue Sailor. 
Come on in. 
So, what have you been doing?
Not much. 
Sleeping. 
Eating. Here you go. 
It's all I could find. 
Sticks?
Again?
You want to go do something?
Um... no. 
Want a stick?
Um... no. 
Hi, Quack!
Hi. 
What's the matter with you?
What's the matter?
I'll tell you what's the matter. 
It's freezing, I've got ice all over my pond, and... and... Beaver Boy won't play with me. 
Try sliding. 
It's fun. 
Whoops. 
Except for the falling part. 
Whoa!
Look, Peep. 
You can see right through the ice!
Hey, yeah!
There's a rock and some grass and... 
Where are the fish?
I don't see any fish. 
Huh. 
You're right. 
No fish. 
They must have gone away. 
Peep, fish can't "go away. " 
They're probably stuck under the ice somewhere. 
Stuck?
Did the fish need help?
Did Quack suddenly have something to do?
My fish are stuck?
Under the ice?
Whoa... oa... oa!
This is terrible!
I'm sure it's fine, Quack. 
Fine?
How can you say that?
What do you know about fish?
Nothing. 
Exactly. 
Move aside, thank you. 
I must rescue them. 
But how?
Let me see, thinking, thinking out loud and thinking inside, too and thinking all around and thinking. 
What should I do?
There's too much ice. 
Why don't you just sit down and melt it?
Good idea!
I like the way you think, Chirp. 
Oh, yeah, it's working. 
Oh, yeah, I can feel that -- that's melting. 
I... uh... oh!
Ooh!
Freezing!
C-c-c-cold, cold, cold, cold, c-c-cold... Okay. 
I need another idea. 
Why do I have to think of something?
They're your fish. 
Oh, all right. 
When a duck looks at you like that, you've got to come up with something. 
So Chirp did. 
I think that's enough. 
So what we have to do is throw these rocks at that exact spot until we make a hole. 
Got it?
Well, I think you'd better stand back. 
I don't know my own strength. 
Here we go. 
Whoa... whoa!
Okay, that didn't count. 
It turns out that birds aren't very good at throwing. 
So Chirp had to think of something else. 
Ready, set, go!
We did it!
Yippee!
It didn't go through. 
Now what?
Jump as hard as you can and try to land right there. 
Ready?
Go!
You know who would be really good at this?
Beaver Boy. 
He's been eating all winter and he's gotten really, really... whoa!
I told you it wouldn't... 
PEEP and It worked!
C-c-c-c-cold. 
C-c-c-c-cold, cold, cold. 
What am I doing?
Oh yeah, rescuing fish. 
Fish!
I'm coming to save you!
Where are you?
Oh!
Fish!
I found you!
I said, I found you!
I'm here!
Hi, Quack. 
Are you okay?
Do you need a rescue?
You look a little odd. 
I'm fine. 
We're all just waiting for the pond to get warmer. 
Quack was realizing that fish aren't exactly a barrel of laughs in the winter. 
So, um, anything I can do for you?
Do you need something new?
For your museum?
Well, okay, then. 
Boy, where has the time gone?
I'll be on my way. 
Places to do, things to go... 
Uh, take care now. 
Bye-bye!
So that's the story of how Quack bothered the beavers and didn't save any fish. 
Next winter, I'm staying in bed. 
Are the fish okay?
Oh, they're fine. 
Didn't need saving. 
Waste of time. 
Good night. 
Winter's like that sometimes. 
Sometimes there's nothing to do but wait for spring. 
Or... wish for snow. Yay!
It's snowing!
Whoo-hoo!
Wake up, Quack. 
Let's make a snowball. 
One sunny spring morning, just after Quack woke up... 
Can you please find some other beak to sit on?
Thank you. 
He suddenly remembered something. 
Hey!
Do you want to hear about the amazing dream I just had?
Sure. 
Oop, I forgot it. 
Oh, boy. 
Sorry. 
Look, I said I was sorry. 
What more do you want?
It's not that. 
We smell something. 
Don't you?
Oh!
That is bad!
I think it's coming from over here. 
Or no, no -- here. 
Oh...!
It's really smelly over here!
Hey, Peep!
Do you smell anything bad now?
It smells like a spring day again. 
This is serious. 
The smell is everywhere. 
Everywhere!
Uh, actually, Quack, we think the smell might be you. 
What?
It can't be me. 
Come on, I'm a duck. 
Everyone loves the smell of ducks. 
Maybe your flies like the smell of duck. 
They are not my flies!
Okay, I'll just find an un-smelly place on my own. 
Without you. 
Or you. 
Good-bye. 
Finding an un-smelly place took longer than Quack expected. 
Wait a minute. 
I know how everything got so smelly. 
Hey!
Hello?
Listen, I need you to tell Peep and Chirp that the smell everywhere... 
Is because of you. 
Oh!
That is strong!
Could you please move away from my log?
And take your flies with you?
They're not my flies. Look, I'm not going to ask you twice. 
Stop being smelly in my log. A little farther, please. 
Farther!
Humph!
Quack tried to find someone else to blame for the smell. 
But it wasn't easy. 
After a while, the terrible truth became all too clear. 
I can't believe it. 
I'm the smell. 
But... but... How can that be?
This is the best one yet. 
It smells so sweet. 
So... un-Quacky. 
Poor Quack. 
So many things smell nicer than he does. 
Hey!
If we found those things and gave them to Quack, maybe he'd smell better. 
It couldn't hurt. 
It might even work. 
Chirp and Peep started their collecting mission right away. 
Meanwhile, Quack was taking the news of his stench pretty hard. Run, hide... 
Aah... do anything to get away from the stinky duck. Hey, I like it!
But then again, I like stink. 
Watch this. Oh, yeah!
Old sock, rotten banana... 
You know, if you don't like your smell, you should carry some of this stuff around. 
The worse it smells, the better you smell. 
So, while Peep and Chirp gathered flowers, pinecones and grass, Quack and the Raccoon collected rotten fish and moldy bread. 
Anything that smelled worse than Quack. 
They even tried collecting the smell of a skunk. 
Luckily, they chickened out. Whoa!
Quack. 
There you are, Quack!
Here, we made this for you so you wouldn't smell bad anymore. 
For me?
Gee, thanks, guys. 
So, what do you think?
Do I smell better?
Um, maybe if you stood a little further away. 
No -- further. 
A little further!
Okay, I get it. 
I guess there's no hope left. 
I'll just... 
I'll just go live alone somewhere. Poor little guy. 
Stinky. 
Friendless. 
And on top of that, a duck. 
Wait up, Quack!
PEEP and Quack!
Peep and Chirp wanted to stay friends with Quack no matter how bad he smelled. 
Hey!
I smell Quack. 
He's hiding in his bush. 
Quack!
Come out!
Come on, Quack. 
We know you're in there. 
Why are you yelling at my bush?
What are you doing out here when we smell you in there?
Hey!
I just remembered my dream from last night!
See, I was hungry, so I went to my bush. 
It was dark and kind of scary, and I kept slipping and rolling around on something. 
Quack, that wasn't a dream. 
That was cheese. 
No wonder you smell so bad. 
You rolled around on stinky cheese. 
Great. 
Thanks. 
Glad we got that cleared up. 
Quack, have you tried washing?
So that's all it took. 
One dip in his pond and Quack was back to smelling like a duck. 
And everyone loves the smell of duck!
True. 
Well... usually. 
The Last Straw Come on, Chirp!
When Peep and Chirp went to visit Quack one morning, they found him acting a little Odd. 
Actually he was acting very odd. 
Hi, Quack. 
What are you doing?
Well, um... uh... Nothing. 
Not only am I doing nothing, I'm going to do more of my nothing somewhere else. 
Humph!
The more Peep and Chirp watched Quack... the more curious they became. 
Quack, what are you doing with rocks in your mouth?
Nothing. 
He says "nothing, " but he's doing something. I wish I could see through these leaves. 
You know how sometimes your wishes come true?
Well, this was one of those times. 
Peep!
We can see through this!
Do you know what that means?
So let's see, uh... 
If Fish Number One moves here, and then Fish Number Two moves here... So?
What's he doing?
It's hard to tell. 
So then if Fish Number Four moves... 
Hey!
Humph!
Quack was beginning to think his pond might be an easier place to work. Let's see if we can watch Quack underwater. 
Using my pebbles, I've planned it all out. 
Fish Number One, you go over there. 
Fish Jr., you go... 
What are you looking at?
Yeah, you need to be looking at me. 
Me!
I can't see anything. 
There's water in the bottom part. 
Try blowing it out. 
Okay, all right, that's a little better. 
Uh, now watch... 
Hey!
Look!
It makes bubbles!
I wonder what would happen if you breathed in instead of out. 
The water comes up!
You mean I can drink without getting wet?
Let me try. 
What's wrong?
Why isn't it working?
It won't come off!
All right, that's the last straw!
Can't a duck teach a bunch of fish to dance without being interrupted?
You're teaching fish to dance?
For tonight's Fish Spectacular!
It was going to be a surprise. 
Believe me. 
It is. 
Everyone was invited to see Quack's show. 
Excitement was in the air. 
Be ready to be amazed!
And, um... flabbergasted!
I present to you, for one day only, the Fish Spectacular!
Fish Jr., stay in formation. 
Yeah!
Oh, that's nice. 
Nice, everybody. 
Way to go, kids. 
Come on, guys!
That's it, that's it. 
Stay in nice lines. 
Oh, yeah. 
This is spectacular, all right!
That's it. 
Now we're kicking. 
Step lively!
Give me more, more!
They're going wild up there!
Come on, everyone, work it. 
When does it start to get spectacular?
We did it!
Bravo!
Okay, I'm going up now so I can hear lots of nice things about me. 
Ta-dah!
So, what did you think?
Um... 
Where'd everybody go?
Hello?
They left. 
Nobody could see anything. 
But... but... it was spectacular. 
All my work, for nothing. 
I wish I could have seen it. 
But I can't breathe underwater. Maybe you can!
With our thing. 
Your thing?
Our thing!
Ready?
The straw worked just like a snorkel. 
So Peep was able to see Quack's Fish Spectacular. 
Sort of. 
And?
So?
What was it like?
Well, it was kind of blurry, but there were fish and they sort of, you know, moved. 
So you wouldn't call it a Fish Spectacular?
It was more like a Fish... 
Something. 
My Fish Spectacular was such a big hit, I'm ready to do something even bigger. 
Are you ready?
Get ready. 
The Frog Extravaganza!
What do you think?
Yup. 
Just what I thought. 
It'll be great. 
Like me. 
It was a hot morning and Chirp was very thirsty when she woke up. 
Hey!
Where did all my water go?
Chirp inspected the lid, looking for holes, but there weren't any. 
Huh. 
Guess I'll have to get some more. 
The next morning was even hotter. 
Peep!
Peep!
Peep, my water's gone!
Someone must have taken it. 
Really?
Who would want to take your water?
Do you have something to tell me?
Um, no. 
No, I don't think so. 
Oh, wait, yeah I do. 
Your hair is flat. 
Anything else?
Um... no. 
Really?
Are you sure?
No... 
I mean... yes!
Well, let's see... 
It's lovely weather. 
Huh?
Peep!
Why is Chirp giving me the eye?
She thinks you took her water. 
Me?
Why would I take... 
Okay, okay, you're right. 
I confess, I took your water. 
Aha!
I knew it!
Quack, you didn't really take Chirp's water, did you?
Of course not, I just don't like when she gives me the eye. 
It's scary-ish in a scary-like way. 
Well, if you didn't do it, then who did?
My lid was full of water when I went to bed and when I woke up it was gone. 
Hmm, sounds like the work of the Home Drinker. 
The who?
The skunk. 
Remember when the water in my pond disappeared?
I always thought he had something to do with it. 
Come on, let's give that skunk the eye and see if he cracks. 
Chirp, you can't go around giving everyone the eye. 
You have to have some proof first. 
Peep had a point. 
So Chirp came up with a plan to catch the water thief in the act. 
It's perfect. 
We can spy through these holes and no one will ever suspect. 
Now all we need is the bait. 
A lid full of water. 
Someone's coming!
Quick, into the boot!
Tight in here. 
I usually take a wider size. 
What are you three birds doing in a boot?
Nothing. 
Mind your own beeswax. Did somebody say beeswax?
One of them. 
Some sort of bird party going on. 
Whoa!
Okay, hey, wait!
Hey!
Watch it!
You're crushing my feathers!
This is a private boot!
That's it, everybody out!
Great party!
Not you. 
You're with us. 
The sun's going down. 
What happens when we get sleepy?
We'll take turns keeping watch. 
Who wants to go first?
Me, me, me, me, me!
Okay, Quack gets the first watch. 
Okay, what do I have to do?
You watch. 
If anyone goes near that water, wake Peep and me up. 
Wait a minute. 
You two get to sleep while I do all the work?
That's not fair. 
If you're too tired, I can take the first watch. 
Too tired?
Please. 
I could stay up all night if I had to. 
You see, Peep, ducks don't need as much sleep as other birds because we store extra energy right in our... 
As the night wore on, Peep also had trouble staying awake. 
Chirp tried to keep him up by giving him the eye, but Peep knew that Chirp wasn't really giving him the eye, so it just seemed kind of silly. 
Soon, Chirp was keeping watch all by herself. 
Hour after hour, Chirp sat there, watching and waiting for the water thief to return. 
Must stay awake. 
Stay away from my water, you water leaf?
Well, at least my water's still... ah!
It's... it's gone!
Strange, I don't smell skunk. 
But he must have been here. 
No one came near the lid. 
I'm positive. 
I stayed up the entire night watching. 
I guess water can just disappear. 
I guess so. 
Water. 
Water is a wonderful and mysterious thing. 
Life would be so dry without it. 
Where did you get all that water, anyway?
From your pond. 
You stole my water?
She stole your water. 
I didn't steal it, I took it. 
Well, you didn't ask. 
I don't remember any asking. 
You're right, I didn't ask. 
Next time, I'll ask. 
It's always a good idea to ask first. 
Birds are just so touchy about their water. 
It was a beautiful morning, just right for enjoying beautiful things. 
Hey, Peep, did you ever notice how... Peep?
Mm-hmm. 
It's the perfect house. 
It keeps me nice and warm, and it's round, just like me. Yeah, uh-huh, mm-hmm. 
Well, I guess it's okay for you, you know. 
Yeah, and you know the best thing is that... 
Okay!
If you insist on dragging it out of me. 
Peep, your home is not perfect. 
It's not?
Why?
Well, I mean, for one thing, it doesn't have a door. 
Why do I need a door?
Why?
To keep out thunder and bright lights that make you squint, and don't forget about snakes, who sneak around surprising everybody. 
Well, I've never seen a snake around here. 
Plus, how else will you keep out guests who drop in unexpectedly and keep talking and talking and talking?
But I don't know anyone like that. 
Well, that's good, because it can get pretty annoying. 
Hmm... thunder is pretty loud. 
Guess a door would be good. 
But where would I get one?
What a great question!
Well, I've got to go. 
The fish and I are decorating hats. 
Bye. 
Peep loved his house and wanted it to be perfect, so he decided to go and find a door. Hi, Yellow Guy. 
What are you doing?
I'm looking for a door. 
I need one for my house. 
Oh!
I know. 
Have you tried a beaver door?
Beavers use water for a door. 
I don't think Chirp would ever visit me if I had a water door. 
But thanks anyway. 
Beaver Boy figured that a yellow guy has to do what a yellow guy has to do. 
But he doesn't have to do it alone. 
Peep looked for a long time, but he didn't find a door. 
He did find Squeak, who was eager to help. Mm-hmm, mm-hmm. 
Not safe. 
Not safe at all. 
You need a door, all right, a round door. 
I suggest a nice round rock like that. It's a rock, all right. 
There you go, your new door. See?
That's a very safe door, a perfect door. 
No one will ever get in. 
But what about me?
I can't get in either. Maybe you need something lighter. 
Beaver Boy was right. 
He and Peep went to Nellie's house, where they found something better. 
You see, a door needs to be round and lighter than a rock... But not made of water. Okay, if you're sure you need a door, you can take it. 
Thanks, Nellie!
Something is not right. 
I can see the door, but I can't see my can. 
I think this door is too big. Wow!
You're smart for a yellow guy. 
Peep and Beaver Boy decided to get Chirp's advice on the matter. 
Hi, guys. 
You're just in time to help me with my leaf collection. Sorry, but we're too busy for leaves. 
You're too busy?
Doing what?
We're looking for a door for my can -- a door that's round, but lighter than a rock and not too big... And not made of water. 
How about this?
I always wanted an orange door. 
See?
It fits. Yay!
Yay!
We did it, Yellow Guy. 
We found the perfect... door. 
Well, we'll just have to keep on looking. 
Who do we know who has lots of stuff?
Who has lots of stuff?
Well, Quack does, but he was busy decorating hats. 
That left the raccoon. Let me get this straight. 
You need something round that's lighter than a rock and not too big but heavier than a leaf. 
Uh-huh, and it can't be made of water. 
And it would be great if it was orange. Aha!
I've got it!
Wait right there. Okay, it's in here someplace. 
Here it is. 
Catch!
Peep!
Wait till you see my brand new... 
Hey, what are you doing?
Hi, Blue Sailor. 
Yellow Guy is about to try his new door. 
It works!
It's perfect!
Thanks for all your help!
You're welcome. 
See you later, Peep. 
Enjoy your door. 
Peep... 
Peep?
Peep!
Hi, Quack. 
Peep, that door has got to go. 
But you said I needed one. 
Yeah, well, you know, I didn't mean a door door. 
I meant a... 
Well, anyway, how can I come and go whenever I want to if you have a door?
Did you think of that?
I don't think you thought of that. 
But what about the thunder and the snakes and the lights that make you squint?
Peep, some things are more important than not squinting. 
There. 
Much better. 
Yep, much better. 
Well, um, yeah, uh, I mean, who said it wasn't?
You said it wasn't. 
Look!
Are you coming or not?
We need a judge for our hat contest. 
I'm coming. 
Sometimes you need a door, and sometimes you don't. 
What you always need, though, are friends -- even the ones with crazy hats. 
When Chirp found a sparkly rock just by accident, she thought... 
This must be my lucky day!
And when Quack spotted what looked like a golden worm, he thought... 
Look at that. 
It's my lucky day!
Unfortunately, Quack and Chirp were wrong... oh, so very, very wrong. 
I think I'll tie this up and give it to Peep.
Well, it's my lucky day. 
I'll find something that works. 
Come on!
Hi, Quack. 
Hi, Chirp. 
Hey, this is just what I was looking for. 
It really is my lucky day. 
Oh, no, no, no, no, no. 
This is my worm, and it's my lucky day. 
It's not a worm, it's a string. 
And besides, can't we both have a lucky day?
Whoa!
Whoa!
Hi, guys. 
Do you need some help?
With Peep's assistance, Quack and Chirp finally got themselves free. 
Well, almost free. 
Stand back, Chirp. 
I'll bite it off. 
Okay, okay, enough. 
Stop!
It isn't working. 
Oh, great -- duck spit. 
Try stomping on it. 
Maybe it will break. 
Okay, we'll just have to pull it apart. 
I'll go this way, Quack, and you go that way. 
Think it's working?
Oh!
Oh... right. 
Got it. 
Whoa!
Quack!
I think you're stuck together for good. 
Wh... what do you mean, for good?
He means you'll have to go with me everywhere. 
Get the point, Jack?
What?
My hat goes with me everywhere, and it never complains. 
You can be just like my hat!
I have a better idea. 
How about you follow me?
Peep... 
Peep, over here. Chirp's being very unreasonable, don't you think?
I mean, I do. 
I mean, a duck following a bird -- ridiculous. 
The very... 
Anyway, time for a swim. 
Bye. 
Wait a minute. 
You're not going anywhere without... 
Peep and Chirp finally convinced Quack to take turns. 
For the first half of the day, Chirp agreed to follow Quack. 
Hey, fish!
You'll never guess what happened to me. 
Kind of funny, actually. 
Today... 
For the second half of the day, Quack agreed to follow Chirp. 
35 ducks in the lake. 
Oh, 35 ducks in the lake. 
One flies off, and so that makes... Umm... 34 ducks in the lake. 
Hey!
Oh, 34 ducks in the lake, 34 ducks in the lake... 
This was my lucky day, all right. 
Look what I'm doing with my quacking!
Chirp and Quack spent the night together about as well as they spent the day together. 
Whoa!
Quack. That was the worst night of my life. 
You snore, you know. 
How do you think I feel?
Uh, quick question. 
Do you usually fall on top of other birds when they're trying to sleep?
Is this a habitual thing?
For your information, I fell because you... Ow!
Why did you do that?
Do what?
You're the one that hit me. 
Even though the sharp rock had finally cut their elastic, Quack and Chirp were too busy to notice. 
They ate lunch together... 
They watched blossoms fall... 
And just before bed, they counted stars. 
Three -- that's number three. 
Whoa-ho!
Three!
That's more than... um... two!
You know, this hasn't been as bad as I thought. 
Hey, you're right. 
I thought spending a whole day with you would make my feet itch. 
But they're fine. 
Well, good night, Quack. 
Yup, yup, okay. 
Yup, see you in the morning... 
Quack, we're free!
Hey, we have to go tell Peep. 
Peep, hey, Peep!
Quack and I don't have to spend every moment together anymore. 
Yeah!
Isn't that... 
Great?
Did your can shrink, Peep?
I don't seem to fit. 
In fact... 
I can't move at all. 
Tomorrow probably won't be a lucky day for any of them. 
But that's just a guess. 
Oh, well... 
Anything to eat?
Every night before going to sleep, Peep wishes on a star. 
You know what I really, really want?
Snow. 
Lots and lots of snow. 
Chirp also likes to make a wish every night. 
I'd like another acorn hat, please -- a big one. 
The last one didn't fit my head. 
Thank you. 
Quack has a special wish, too. 
Yeah, I wish... that you'd be quiet!
Ducks are trying to sleep!
Thank you. 
The next morning, everyone was a little out of sorts. 
Why are you so grumpy, Quack?
Grumpy?
I'm not gr... 
It's because of that frog, okay?
He's so loud, I can't get any sleep. And what's wrong with you, Peep?
I wished on a star, and it didn't come true. 
You made a wish?
For what?
What did you wish for?
Huh, hmm, huh?
Come on, you can tell me. 
I won't tell Chirp. 
I promise. 
It's okay. 
I wished for snow. 
In the summer?
You can't wish for snow in the... 
Quack. 
If it makes you feel any better, I didn't get my wish, either. Did you also wish on a star?
That explains it. 
You probably wished on the same star. 
Excuse me?
Anyways, stars are tiny, right?
They can only handle one wish at a time. 
Stars aren't tiny. 
They're big. 
They're huge. 
Chirp, I sometimes wonder how you get by in this world. 
Anyway, if you want your wish to come true, you've got to touch a frog like this. 
And that, my friends, is how it's done. 
Chirp thought Quack was all wrong about stars, not to mention frogs. 
But just in case, she and Peep decided to keep their wishes separate. 
Do you want the big star or the little star?
Okay. 
See you tomorrow, Chirp. 
Good luck with your wish. 
By the time Chirp got home, the sky had darkened and filled with stars, and Chirp wasn't sure which one was hers. 
It was right over a rock. 
Where did it go?
Oh, well, I guess I'll take that one. 
Another acorn hat, please, or two, since I didn't get one yesterday. 
Thank you. 
So, what happened?
I didn't get my wish. 
Me neither. 
I must have wished on your star by accident. 
Aha!
Told you!
Hey, want to try a frog?
Tell me your wish and I'll get it for you. 
Really?
Really?
Okay, I want a unicorn. 
As good as done, Peep. 
If a frog comes by and wants to know who's been touching him, just say you don't know, okay?
Just say, uh... 
Oh, hey!
Look who's here!
Bye. 
That night, Peep and Chirp were determined to wish on separate stars. 
I'm telling you, frogs are the way to go. 
But hey, whatever. 
Well, if that's true, where's my unicorn?
Um... well, um, have you ever noticed how many ducks there are in the sky?
What are you talking about?
There are no ducks in the sky. 
Of course there are. 
See?
There's one. 
And there's another one. 
Hey, you're right, Quack. 
Quack isn't right. 
Those are flying birds. 
Whatever you say, Chirp. 
Whatever you say. 
The more they looked at the sky, the more things they noticed. 
Why are stars different sizes?
And how come some twinkle and some don't?
I don't know, Peep. 
I just don't know. 
Wow!
Did you see that?
A star just went right across the sky. 
The next morning, Peep tried to tell Quack and Chirp about the shooting star. 
It was really bright and it flew all the way across the sky. 
Flying stars?
Hmm... Peep, Peep. 
That's called a dream. 
There's no such thing as flying... 
Ahh... ooh!
My wish!
My wish came true!
Finally. 
And there's my wish. 
Since you couldn't get me a unicorn, I wished for a butterfly instead. 
What do you mean, I couldn't get you a unicorn?
It's on its way, okay?
I got to speak to that frog. 
Figures, the frog is always around except when you want him. 
Frog!
Oh, Frog!
I'm not going to wait forever, okay?
I specifically ordered a unicorn one whole day ag... 
Get off!
That's mine!
You're on my hat!
You're crushing my hat.
How dare you!
Who said you could do that?
That was not nice. 
Being rude to ducks is just, well, it's rude. 
I think this just goes to show two things: one, it's a good idea to keep your wishes simple; and two, you should always ask before you wish on a frog. 
So there!
When all of a sudden... 
I don't believe it!
Yep, it's a bird taking a bath in water!
And she's not yelling or anything. 
Peep!
Quack!
Come here!
Come here!
Be very quiet, okay?
I don't want to scare... 
Scare who?
Her. 
Her who?
What?
There was a bird in that puddle. 
A big bird. 
She was taking a bath. 
Oh. 
Nice. 
Nice... 
Don't worry, Chirp, if she's in here, I'll find her. 
Whoo-hoo!
Ahh... Nice, very nice. 
Oh, yeah!
Uh, she's not here, Chirp. 
Thanks for your help, Quack. 
Over the next few days, Chirp checked on the puddle, hoping the robin would return. 
Nothing. 
Rats!
Finally Chirp's patience was rewarded. 
Whoa!
Ah!
Water, water!
Excuse me. 
I hope I didn't get you too... 
Wet!
Wet!
You messed up my puddle. 
I mean sorry. 
Why are you standing in water?
Aren't birds afraid of water?
No, you might be afraid, but that's because you're still a baby. 
I am not!
I'm as big as you. Almost. 
Uh-huh, sure. 
Can you make a nest?
No. Can you lay an egg and sit on it for 13 and a half days?
No. Can you even sing?
Yes, I can!
Watch. That's so cute. 
But I meant a real song. 
Like this. 
Wow!
Will you teach me?
Will you teach me to do big bird stuff?
Uh, okay, I guess there's still time. 
And you sure need some help. 
Chirp got so busy with her bird lessons that for three whole days, Peep couldn't even find her. 
He found signs of her, though, like a nest that she built for practice and a big pile of cherry pits. 
But they weren't the same as finding Chirp. 
Hi, Peep. 
Do you want to play?
Can't. 
Sorry. 
I'm late for my lesson. 
The robin is teaching me bird stuff. 
What's bird stuff?
It's hard to explain, Peep. 
When you're older and more mature, like me, you'll understand. 
When did you get older?
A couple of days ago. 
See you later, Peep. 
I think Chirp is getting too old and mature for us, Quack. 
That's ridiculous, Peep. 
I'm old, and I'm completely immature. 
Well, anyway, a robin is giving her bird lessons. 
Now, that's crazy!
Why didn't Chirp come to me?
I can give her bird lessons. 
Huh!
See, worms like dirt. 
So wherever you find a garden, you'll find a worm. 
Mm-hmm. 
Mm-hmm. 
And why do I want to find a worm?
To eat. 
What else?
What?
I'm not doing that. 
I am not doing that!
Chirp, did this bird teach you how to do the bump yet?
Hmm?
No. 
What's that?
It's a move -- a bird move a proper teacher like me would have shown you al... 
Hey!
Chirp is learning about robins. 
You're a duck. 
So...?
So you can't teach her how to be a robin. 
You know nothing about it. 
If you don't want to eat worms, you could try some... 
Excuse me -- you're new around here; I understand. 
I'm Quack... 
Uh, Quack?
I heard you the first time. 
I'm Quack, and I live in the pond, and you're just... 
What is she, Peep?
A robin. 
Exactly!
And what does a robin know about being a robin?
Huh?
Hmm?
Is he always this ridiculous?
Um... Whoo-hoo!
It is time!
Time for what?
Time to go south. 
You're still little, but I think you're ready. 
Did you hear that, Peep?
I'm ready for South!
What's South?
Follow me and find out!
Wait up!
I'm coming!
Chirp!
Where are you going?
Peep!
Come back!
Oh, forget it. 
Don't worry. 
They'll be back. 
They wouldn't dream of going south without Quack. 
Hah!
As if. 
Or would they?
When we last saw our birds, Peep was running after Chirp, who was hopping after her new friend Robin, who was on her way south. 
And Quack was sitting. 
By a rock. 
Hmm, isn't he worried that his friends will go south without him?
Oh, they'll be back. 
Any moment now. 
Okay, I'll be right back. 
Robin, wait up!
How can I go south with you when I don't even know what it is?
Oh, these little birds. 
Okay, it's simple. 
Snow, slush, shivering, chattering, icy beaks, freezing feet. 
That's what south isn't. 
And what south is?
It's... well, it's... south. 
Wow!
So what'll it be, Chirp?
South is pretty far, so if you're coming, we better get going. 
If you want, I'll go with you, Chirp. 
Sorry. 
Chickens don't go south. 
Okay... you can stop worrying. 
I'm here. 
And neither do ducks with silly hats. 
So, Chirp, it's up to you. 
Um... well... Look, I don't like traveling at night, so tell you what. 
I'll give you till morning to decide. 
Okay?
Chirp had a lot to think about. 
Robins usually go south for the winter, so that's what Chirp should do, right?
So, have you decided yet?
Not yet. 
Okay, okay. 
What about now?
Have you decided now?
No, but I think I better start packing, just in case. 
Chirp, if you go, then Peep and I will be two birds. 
And we need to be three birds in order to play Threes-a-Rooney. 
That needs three birds, too. 
I haven't even heard of those games. 
Yeah, I know. 
I just made them up. And now, we'll never play them again. 
Here's a traveling hat for you, Chirp. 
I'll miss you. 
But you'll see a lot of new things. 
So... you think I should go?
I'll come back as soon as winter's over, you know. 
And I'll bring back presents. What kind of presents?
Are we talking really good stuff?
Uh... crumbs?
Crumbs!
Okay, you can go. 
So, when do you go?
Go already. 
What's the holdup?
Off you go. 
Chirp, if South is so nice, how do you know you won't just stay?
Forever?
Oh. 
Well... because... Hmm!
Just as I thought. 
Come on, Peep. 
Let's go play Twos-a-Rooney. 
Now Chirp was more confused than ever. 
Should she stay or should she go?
And if she goes, what should she pack?
Oh, hi, Robin. 
What are you packing for South?
Pack?
You don't need to pack. 
South has everything you need. 
But does it have shiny things like this?
Or what about these round things?
I better take four or five just in... Whoa, whoa. 
You know, I used to be just like you. I had the biggest collection of blue, crinkly things ever!
And I got rid of it. 
But they were blue. 
And crinkly. Look at that poor squirrel over there. 
He has to stay near that tree for the whole winter if he wants his acorns. 
And how about rabbits?
They have to spend winter under the ground. 
What fun is that?
You know, I stayed up north one winter, wrote a poem. 
Want to hear it?
Leaves of brown, Falling down, To the ground, The hard ground, The hard, wormless ground, The... 
Stop!
It's so gloomy. I am not spending another winter up here, no way -- not when there's... South. 
So, what do you say?
The next morning was full of teary good-byes. 
I'll sit in your bush every night and watch your stuff for you. 
You're the best. 
And don't forget the crumbs. 
I like them large and not too crumbly. 
And then they were off. 
Bye. 
I won't forget you. 
Come on, Chirp!
We have to make time. 
Fly up to me!
If I could fly, I would. 
Wait a minute!
You can't fly?
But-but-but how do you expect to go south?
I can do it!
I'll just hop really fast. 
Mmm... yes, I can feel it getting warmer already. Are you kidding me?
That won't... 
You can't hop south. 
Wow!
Isn't this great?
Just the two of us on the open road. 
Hey!
We can play Twos-a-Rooney every day. 
Boy, Peep sure would have loved this. 
Yep. 
Too bad Peep's a chicken. You know, you don't have to go south now. 
You could go next year. 
I miss Chirp. 
Yeah, good old Chirp. 
I can almost hear her saying... 
Hi, guys!
But no, we'll never hear that voice again. 
Not for a long, long time. 
Quack, you're hearing me right now. 
Chirp, you came back!
PEEP and Hey!
Hooray!
Chirp's back!
Wait a minute. 
Why are you back?
Where are my crumbs?
I missed you guys. 
Besides, I think winter is kind of fun. 
Even if Robin doesn't. 
But won't you miss her?
Oh, she'll come back. 
It's what robins do. 
Now, how about a game of Threes-a-Rooney?
Good idea!
Okay, you stand here, Peep, and Chirp, you stand there. 
And, uh, what I'll do is stand right here and now, um... You have no idea how to play, do you?
Not a clue. 
That's okay. 
Peep, Quack and Chirp have a long winter ahead of them to figure it out. 
It was the end of another wonderful day, and Chirp was upset. 
It's so sad when the sun goes down. 
I hate going to bed. 
Not me -- I like it. 
My mom always tells me a story. 
Your mom tells you stories?
What kind of stories?
Not stories -- story. 
It's all about how I got born and stuff. 
Do you want to come hear it?
Of course they wanted to hear it. 
Who doesn't love a beaver tale?
All set?
Once upon a time... 
Wait!
Ready?
Once... 
Sorry. 
Once upon... 
Mom?
Do beavers ever have three teeth?
I don't know. 
Once... 
Isn't the story good?
I told you it was good. 
Once upon a time. Once upon a time, you were born. 
You ate a lot of sticks and your teeth got big and then you started to chew trees and help build our dam and that's how you became a real beaver. 
The end. 
Is he asleep?
Yup, that story puts him right out. 
Huh!
Well, um... thanks. 
That wasn't the best story I ever heard. 
No, but don't you wish someone would tell a story about when we were born. 
Yeah, but who?
Did you just say you wanted a story about when you were born?
Well, look no further. 
I am a great storyteller -- as I'm sure you've heard. 
No, I've never heard that. 
You're funny, Chirp. 
Very, very... do you want the story or not?
I do, I do!
I want to hear about being born. 
All right, then. 
This is the story of Chirp and Peep. 
It all started with an egg. 
No... nope, I can't start there, because really it all started with a duck. 
Everyone knows that. 
Yes, once upon a time, a duck was born. 
After that, many ducks: pink ducks, green ducks, yellow ducks, red, orange, black, white, burnt sienna, but blue ducks were the best. 
They learned to march, but more importantly, they learned to swim. 
Other animals came along, animals like you, Chirp... who couldn't swim, and who had to find other ways of getting around. 
So anyway, time passed, and now, today, there are many animals in the big, wide world. 
But you should always remember that ducks were the first -- the first and the best. 
The best, the noblest, the most wonderful creatures who ever lived. 
Are you kidding me?
What does that have to do with me or Peep?
Oh, right, right. 
Okay, okay. 
Once upon a time, a red, red bird named Chirp... 
Forget it!
I'm too sleepy, and you're just making this stuff up. 
How can you tell?
Because it's completely ridiculous. 
Huh!
Oh, great. 
I'm the last one up -- again. 
Now I'll never fall a... 
Since they've all fallen asleep, maybe I should tell the story of how Peep and Chirp were born. 
Let's start with Chirp, since she's a little older than Peep. 
Like many flying birds, Chirp was born in a tree. 
Being precocious, she was the first one to break out of her shell. 
Being curious, she hopped to the edge of her nest, looked down and... whoops. 
But Chirp didn't have time to feel sad, because right away a butterfly came along. 
Quack was Chirp's second discovery. 
Chirp was Quack's first student. 
You are a very little duck, plus you're the wrong color, but that's all right. 
I'll start by teaching you how to walk. 
Left foot, right foot, left foot, there you go. 
Right foot, left foot, nice. 
Just like that with a little shimmy in the rear. 
Quack taught Chirp how to waddle. 
And how to quack like a duck. 
I mean... 
He also taught Chirp how to swim. 
That part didn't work out so well. 
I hate that. 
What is that?
I hate that!
Chirp decided that she wasn't a duck. 
Quack tried to bear the bad news, but it was hard. 
A few months later, Quack got a second chance. 
An egg rolled out of a chicken coop, and what do you know -- it was Peep. 
You're a very strange duck. 
Why are you so yellow?
Hmm, never mind. 
Follow me. 
This time, Quack took no chances. 
When it came time for swimming lessons... 
Some ducks are natural swimmers, and some -- the red ones -- are not. 
I am not a duck!
And neither is he. 
Whatever. 
So, when you jump into the water, be sure and kick your feet. 
Quack?
So Quack learned an important lesson. 
You have to accept your friends for what they are. 
Even if they're not ducks. 
The end. 
You know what I'm wondering?
I know I came from an egg, and I'm pretty sure Chirp did, too. 
But where did you come from?
Ah, an important question, Peep. 
I just am a duck. 
I am a duck. 
Now, does that explain it?
Kind of. 
Good. 
Come to me anytime with your questions, Peep. 
Except early in the morning. 
Chirp has never really liked the deep, dark woods. 
In fact, she's decided that she's never going into them, not for any reason, ever. 
Hey, Chirp!
Hello?
Is somebody there?
Yeah, me. 
Are you a bird?
How do you know my name?
Hi!
I knew it wasn't a bird. 
Bird's don't have edges. 
Look what I found. 
I don't know what these are, but they sure are pretty. 
Peep, Chirp, Peep, Chirp, Peep, Chirp!
Quack!
I just heard about a place for birds exactly 100 times better than Green Island. 
Huh?
And we can walk there. 
Come on!
It's not the deep, dark woods. 
It's the deep duck woods. 
Come on. 
It's not dark and scary. 
It's duck, and duck is always good. 
Oh, okay. 
Peep, if you're going to go, at least make a trail so you can get back. 
Good idea. 
Hey, let's use these leaves. 
They're easy to see. 
Oh, all right. 
Happy now, Miss Scared of Trees?
Peep, why don't you carry the leaves. 
I'm going to be busy, um... remembering the directions. 
I'll need full concentration. Okay. 
Sorry, Peep. 
I'm never going into those woods ever. 
I'll wait here. 
So Quack and Peep ventured into the deep, dark woods. 
Hey. 
Excuse me -- deep duck woods. 
They walked for a long time following the directions as Quack remembered them. 
Okay, so the next direction was walk to a tree next to a rock shaped like a tree next to a rock. 
All right, look for it. 
Does that mean a tree which is next to a rock, and the tree is shaped like a tree and a rock, or a rock that's shaped like a tree and is next to another different rock?
Ooh!
Um... maybe it was a tree shaped like a rock. 
Like this. 
Next, walk to where our shadows point. 
Huh. 
I don't see any shadows. 
Quack, we have to stop. 
We're out of leaves. 
So?
Pick up more. 
The ground's covered in them. 
The ground was covered with leaves. 
And Peep couldn't tell which leaves were the leaves he was leaving and which leaves were the leaves he didn't leave. 
Quack?
Our trail is all mixed up. 
Peep, why are you so worried?
I'll find it. 
I think we're lost, Quack. 
Lost in the deep, dark woods. 
Duck woods?
I don't know why I'm worried. 
Peep was making a trail of leaves. 
Like those, which blow around and mix with the other leaves. 
Oh, no -- I have to warn them. 
Peep!
I almost went in there. 
But I have to go in. 
I need something to make a good trail. 
What's easy to see that I can carry that won't blow away?
Instead of listening to that duck, we should have been playing with these things. 
Chirp made sure her path was clear and easy to follow. 
It's just trees. 
Trees and dark... darkness. 
Peep, Quack, where are you?
We'll be home in no time. 
Ducks have a perfect sense of direction. 
Didn't we pass this already?
It's the tree that looks like a rock. 
Peep!
Peep, hurry up. 
You're way behind. 
What are you doing?
You can't follow me if you're ahead of me. 
I didn't move. 
I think we're going in circles. 
Peep!
Quack!
Hey, that's Chirp. 
Chirp, we're lost!
That's not Chirp. 
That's a box. 
Yay!
I found you. 
Follow me, okay?
I know the way home. 
Chirp followed her toothpick path as fast as her little feet would carry her. 
Don't ever get lost in there again, ever. 
Don't worry, I'm going right to my pond to complain to those fish. 
Oh, boy. 
Even if there is a great place for birds in the woods, those were very bad directions. 
Fish?
A fish gave you those directions?
How could a fish, who's never been out of a pond, know anything about a special place in the woods?
I told you, I'm going to speak to them very sternly. 
And next time, I'll ask for a map. 
Every morning you can count on Peep to do the same thing. 
First, he opens his eyes. 
Then he yawns... 
Then he gasps and falls backwards in amazement. 
Actually, the gasping and falling bits are new. 
Wow... 
Suddenly, Peep had two questions he couldn't answer. 
What is it?
Where did it come from?
Oh, and he had one more question. 
How do I get out of here?
Hey, Quack, have you seen Peep today?
Uh, no. 
Oh!
But I ate breakfast. 
I also ate lunch. 
Does that count?
No?
Peep!
Are you in there?
Hi, guys. 
Hey!
What's this thing on your can?
I don't know, but it's really pretty. 
It's... it's amazing!
It's also stuck to my beak. 
Quack, don't move. 
I think I moved a little. 
Oh, well. 
At least you can come out and play with us now. 
I just hope whoever made the thing doesn't get too mad. 
Mad?
Um, how big do you think this thing-making thing is?
Bigger than you, probably. 
Let's just hope it doesn't find out. 
The very next morning, Peep opened his eyes, yawned... 
And... 
It's back!
This time, Peep was determined not to let anything -- or Quack -- harm his thing. 
Chirp, meanwhile, had found a thing of her own. 
Hey, Quack, look. 
I found one. 
Really?
Where?
Oh. 
By the time Quack and Chirp arrived at Peep's can, Chirp had found three amazing things. 
Yeah, and Quack destroyed them all. 
I didn't mean to. 
Really!
I didn't even see them. 
Chirp, what do you think it's made of?
I've never seen anything like it. 
It must come from someplace strange. 
Maybe a moon creature made it. 
You know, from the moon. 
Wait a minute. 
You don't think a moon creature made that thing, do you?
An actual moon creature?
I don't know, Quack. 
You know, maybe these aren't "things. " 
Maybe they're traps. 
Traps?
What do you mean, traps?
Duck traps?
What kind of creature would make a trap?
What kind?
I'll tell you what kind. 
A big moon creature kind, with pointy teeth and eight legs. 
Eight legs?
Come on, Quack, nobody has eight legs. 
I'm telling you, an enormous moon creature with eight legs is out to get me, all because I've ruined four of its traps!
Oh!
Make that five. 
Peep and Chirp decided they would stay awake and try to meet the trap maker face-to-face. 
That is, if it even had a face. 
Are you crazy?
If I were you, I'd get as far away from this can as possible. 
Moon creatures are not to be messed with. 
You know that. 
But Quack, the trap things aren't just on this can. 
They're everywhere. 
Where can you go that's safe?
Um, I don't know. 
Got to run!
Quack had to find a place to hide... and fast. 
But everywhere he went the moon creature had gotten there first. 
Oh... 
Okay, I think I'm safe. 
There isn't a single thing the moon creature can attach its trap to. 
Yup, the only place more safe than this cold, empty field is my pond. 
Hey!
I should go to my pond. 
What a great idea. Sharp teeth, yeah, um, scary. 
Doesn't like ducks... 
What?
Doesn't like ducks?
What kind of a... doesn't like... ducks?
Eight legs, oh!
While Quack slept, Peep and Chirp were bravely keeping themselves awake. 
Hmm, guess not. 
Oh!
Oh!
You scared me. 
I didn't know anyone lived here. 
What are you?
Well, I'm a spider, of course. 
What else would I be?
I don't know. 
A moon creature?
Oh, gracious, no. 
Don't be silly. 
Is there just one of you?
No, there are lots of us. 
We're just very quiet. 
We're spinning webs to catch our dinner. 
Hold on. 
Hold everything. 
How many legs do you have?
So let me get this straight. 
Spiders aren't from the moon, they're small, and they're not after me?
You were wrong about everything. 
Oh. 
Except spiders do have eight legs. 
What?
Eight legs?
I knew it, I knew it. 
I'm brilliant. 
I'm brilliant!
So, who's the smarty now?
Huh?
Hmm?
By tomorrow, at least. 
Quack. 
Sing with me!
Hey, where are you guys going?
Hello?
Guys?
Sometimes friends can be hard to find. 
But that's all part of playing hide-and-seek. 
I found Peep!
And Quack. 
I found Quack!
What took you so long?
Now you guys hide and I'll find you. 
You'll never find me. 
Yeah, good luck!
Chirp wanted to find the perfect hiding place where no one would ever look. Are you ready?
Here I come!
Ooh, what's that?
Whoop!
Whoa!
Whoa... 
Whoa!
Chirp tried and tried, but couldn't go back the way she came. 
I'm trapped. 
In a cave. 
Oh, I don't like this at all. 
Help!
Peep!
Quack!
Peep will never find me. 
How did you find me?
Help!
Peep!
Quack!
That's Chirp. 
Where is she?
Nope. 
Not in here. 
Hey!
Peep, Chirp's not here. 
Her voice was that way. 
Help!
Peep!
Quack!
No, she's in here. 
We're coming, Chirp!
Hmm. 
These smell delicious. 
You know, I just remembered I'm hungry. 
Where are you, Chirp?
I'm here!
No, you're not. 
We're here. 
You're there. 
Chirp, name something close to you!
Um... rocks. 
Lots of rocks. Her voice is getting louder!
Did you notice?
Things sound louder when you get closer!
Quack!
Oh, what's that?
Chirp!
We found you!
Except... we're all stuck now. 
There's a way out right there. 
We just have to swim. This is why you shouldn't leave home without a duck. 
All right!
Let's head for daylight. 
Um, unless the sun turned off, I don't think we're headed outside. 
Well, if we have to be lost, at least all four of us are lost together. 
Four?
There's three of us. 
One, two, three. Four. 
Never sneak up on a brave duck like that!
I didn't. 
I was hanging here, getting a good day's sleep. 
You sleep upside down?
Doesn't that keep you awake?
No, but a bird talking to me does. 
Don't worry, we'll be happy to leave. 
Which way is out?
Go straight, then turn at the dripping water and walk through the mud till you see the light. 
Thanks. 
Bye. 
How can we turn at water we can't even see?
How can we do that?
Uh, let's go back and ask the bat. 
Stop. 
Where did we come from?
Why did you loud birds stop here?
We can't see. 
Okay. 
Follow me. 
I'll lead you out. 
Think he knows we can't fly?
We can follow the sound of his wings. 
Come on. 
I can't hear his wings anymore. 
All I can hear is water. 
Water. 
Didn't he say "turn at the dripping water "?
Feel around for a place to turn. 
This way!
Now we're supposed to walk through mud, but I don't see any mud. 
Look!
Whoa!
I'm covered in mud. 
Hey, I'm covered in mud!
We're saved!
Okay, here you g... 
Huh?
Guess they found some other way out. 
Um, now what?
I smell a delicious flower. 
Come on!
This way!
We're saved!
Saved by a duck's nose. 
I'm so proud. 
Yes!
Yay!
Whoo!
Shh!
Would you please shh?
Sorry. 
Thanks for your help. 
What's wrong?
I just remembered, I'm afraid of the dark. 
I hate the dark!
Why didn't Chirp warn me?
And I just remembered I'm covered in mud. 
Why does mud have to be so wet?
I hate wet!
Why didn't Quack warn me?
And I am never going to get any sleep. 
So that's how Peep learned why bats spend the day in dark, quiet caves and why birds don't. 
One day, while out for a walk, Peep found something sort of strange. 
It's like a small balloon with clouds inside. 
A small, hard balloon. 
Strange. 
Peep decided to take the small, hard balloon with clouds inside -- which was actually a marble -- back home for further study. 
At least that was his plan. 
Why won't it go up?
This is not easy. 
Sometimes marbles go where you want them to go. 
And sometimes they're a pain in the neck. 
Why so blue, Peep?
Not that blue isn't a great thing to be. 
I'm trying to get this round thing up the hill, and it won't go. 
Did you ask a duck?
No. 
So?
Ask!
Ask a duck. 
Oh!
Um... 
Quack, could you get this up the hill for me?
Well, let's see, uh, hmm... 
Round thing, big hill, strong duck, carry the seven... 
No problem, Peep. 
Leave it to me -- got you covered. 
You see, Peep, ducks are an invaluable resource. 
You should never be afraid to ask a... 
See?
It always rolls back down. 
Obviously I just need to kick it harder!
Sorry, Peep, I give up. 
No can do. Thanks anyway, Quack. 
I know!
I'll ask Chirp. 
She can always figure stuff out. 
You know, Peep, I've been thinking. 
Ducks really are the best at solving problems. 
That's why we say, "Ask a duck, " instead of, "Ask a red bird. " 
I will get this up that hill for you or my name's not... 
Quack got right to work. 
He pushed his duck brain to the limit and got nowhere. 
So he decided to seek some advice. 
Once all of the key elements of his plan were in place, Quack was ready to start. 
My plan is perfect. 
In a matter of minutes, this will be on top of that, or my name's not Quack. 
The first and most important part of Quack's plan was to avoid the hill completely. 
I got it!
Did you see that?
Don't drop it, don't drop it, don't drop it. 
Seriously, don't drop it. 
Oops. 
Got it!
The plan -- don't forget the plan. 
Oh, right. 
Quack was quite proud. 
So far his plan was working to perfection. 
Almost. 
That's the last one, okay?
Hurry up!
We're four seconds behind schedule. I'm trying. 
The frog did his part particularly well. 
Finally, it was all up to Newton. 
Well, Peep, thanks to the pure mental superiority of the duck. Your round thing will be arriving here any second. 
No need for thanks, Peep. 
It will be enough for you to tell everyone you ever met that I did this for you. 
No!
No, no, no, no, no!
This is not possible. 
I had it all worked out; my plan was foolproof. 
Well, thanks anyway, Quack. 
It was a good try. 
No. Where did I go wrong?
Hill, duck, round thing... 
I mean, it should have worked perfectly. 
What's the matter with Quack?
He looks upset. 
He was trying to get my round thing up the hill. 
It's impossible, Peep. 
That's the only explanation. 
It's impossible. 
Can't be done. 
You can't get a marble up a hill?
Of course you can. 
Oh, sure. 
Good luck, my friend. Some birds never learn. 
Yay!
You did it, Chirp. 
You got it up the hill. 
I just zigzagged. 
That's how I walk up a hill sometimes. 
It's not as hard as going straight up. 
So, why did you want it here anyway?
I forget. 
Well, it's a pretty marble. 
Really, really pretty. 
Oh, yeah, I wanted to take it home so I could figure out what it was. 
What's a marble?
It's, well, a small, round, hard thing that sometimes has colors inside. 
Oh... 
There are lots of uses for small, round, hard things with colors inside. 
You can kick them, you can admire them, or you can use them to cheer up ducks. 
A little to the left. 
Uh-huh, uh, yeah... 
No, no, no, too far. 
Yeah, a little to the right. 
Okay, okay -- th-there. 
Nice. 
You know, I always wanted a blue rock. 
Don't ask me why. 
Excuse us. 
Sorry, didn't see you. 
Move along, folks!
One day, for no particular reason, Peep decided to count stuff. 
One ant, two, three, four, five, six ants. 
And three berries. All right, everyone, head on out. 
Hup, two, three, four, hup, two, three, four... 
Hi, Peep. 
Want to play "Kick the Berry at the Tree "?
Excuse me. 
I thought we agreed that the game is called "duckball". 
After its inventor. 
Oh -- right. 
Duckball. 
Anyway, I just went, so now it's Quack's turn. 
How do you play, exactly?
You have to kick the berry and hit the tree. 
Did that tree move?
I think it moved. 
My turn. 
Yay!
I did it!
Step aside, please, everyone, please. 
The duckball champ is on the field. 
Wait -- it's Peep's turn. Peep liked kicking berries -- I mean, duckball -- as much as anyone, but what he really wanted to do was count stuff. 
You know what?
I'm going to count our turns. 
Um, uh, don't forget the hat -- jaunty, yet sophisticated. 
That's right. 
Okay, now we'll put a mark under me, because I just had a turn. 
And now it's my turn. 
Stand back, everyone. 
Powerful duck feet in action!
Whoo-hoo!
Did you see that?
Huh?
Did you?
Another one for the duck -- oh, yes. 
Another one for the duck. 
Who's a duck?
Two turns for Quack. 
And so it went until everyone -- well, Quack, mostly -- was hot and sticky. 
I don't understand. 
I have six marks and Chirp has six, but Quack has lots. 
Hey, that means I win. 
This isn't about winning. 
Peep, are you sure you made a mark for each turn?
Sure, I'm sure. 
I mean, I think I'm sure. 
When you're feeling hot, sticky and confused, there's only one thing to do -- roll down a hill!
Loopy-loo!
Whoo!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa-whoa. 
Dizzy. 
Dizzy duck. 
Somebody steady the duck. 
Ha!
I went farther than you, Quack. 
That's another turn for Chirp. 
Oh, no, I counted wrong again. 
Quack has more lines. 
You know what the problem is?
Somebody is taking too many turns. 
Really?
Who?
You. 
Yes, well, if you don't mind me saying, nobody likes a bossy bird. 
Yeah. 
Anyways, I'm going back to my pond. 
See ya. 
Yummy. 
Hey, Quack, did you find something?
Oh, no, just a box. 
No need to wait. 
I can get out by myself. 
Who made this so tight?
So tight!
Well, I'll be!
Where did that come from?
Are there more crackers in the box?
No, I looked everywhere. 
Here's one!
That makes one for me and one for you, Peep. 
Quack's already had his share. 
Ever hear of "Finders, keepers "?
Ever hear of "Share and share alike "?
All right, fine. 
We'll share. 
One for me and one for you and Peep. 
Wait a second. 
Stop right there. 
Now what?
This time we're going to do things fairly. 
So, one for Peep, one for me and... 
Okay, if Quack gets this one and Peep gets that one... 
If there are two crackers and three of us, then... 
Before Chirp could find a solution, Quack took matters into his own mouth. 
No!
There. 
Now there's one for each of us. 
You're welcome. 
No fair. 
Why do we get the little pieces and you get the big one?
Well, because I'm bigger, okay?
There -- now all our pieces are the exact same size. 
One for you, one for Peep, one for me, and one left over. 
Now what?
After a lot of thought and because it was getting late, the birds decided to eat their share of the crackers. 
But there was still one piece left. 
I know -- let's each take a bite. 
A little bite. 
Is there always going to be one piece left over?
Before anyone could answer that, a wave rolled in and took the last piece away. 
Now the fish will have to figure it out. 
I know. 
Let's have a race home. 
Since I'm the only duck, I should get a head start. 
Ready, set, go -- here we go!
Come on. 
That's not fair!
Come back here!
Of course it's not fair. 
But that's why counting was invented -- to keep ducks from hogging everything. 
One head start for Quack. 
It had been raining for a long time, and Peep was starting to feel cooped up. 
I wish something different would happen. 
Whoa!
String -- that's different. 
What can I do with string?
I know. 
I'll give it to Chirp. 
While Peep was dragging his string through the grass, Chirp and Quack were patiently waiting for the rain to stop. 
This is ridiculous. 
It's not even raining that much. 
I want to go home. 
So?
Go home. 
Just because I'm not getting wet doesn't mean you can't. 
There. 
Now you have a rain hat. 
I'm not wearing a rain hat. 
And what is wrong with birds wearing hats?
Quack, look at that little guy pulling that great, big thing. 
It's Peep!
I'd recognize that roundness anywhere. 
Peep!
Over here!
Hey, guys!
Hi!
I was just coming to see you. 
I brought you a really nice p... 
Huh!
That's funny. 
It was just here a second ago. 
You mean that giant thing you were dragging?
Giant thing?
It was just a piece of string. 
But didn't you see what was tied to the string?
It was huge!
Look!
There it is. 
Wow, if we can see it from way up here, it must be pretty big. 
Big and heavy. 
You're sure you didn't know you were pulling it?
I didn't feel a thing. 
Then there's only one explanation. 
You're very strong. 
I am?
Yup, under all that fluff is solid muscle. 
Funny, I always thought I was the strong one. 
Ah, well, I guess I'll have to settle for being the most intelligent. 
As the three birds walked home, Peep couldn't stop thinking about his newfound strength. 
So you really think I'm strong, Quack?
Oh, yeah, you're one mighty chick. 
Why, I wouldn't be surprised if you could lift that squirrel over your head and fly him through the air. 
What squirrel?
Uh... that one?
It was just an idea. 
Hey, what's wrong?
Do you understand what he's saying?
Uh-huh, yeah. 
Fish are falling from the sky. 
And squirrels need more sleep. 
Where are all the fish?
Oh, I get it!
He has his acorns in that hole, but the branch is blocking it. 
So when winter comes, he'll have nothing to eat. 
Is that why you're so upset?
Wait!
We can help. 
We can?
Well, we can't, but, uh... he can. 
Don't worry. 
He may not look like much, but this chick is the strongest thing with feathers in the entire world. 
Go on, Peep, show him. 
Move that branch. Uh, okay. 
Did it move?
Nope. 
It's because you didn't stretch. 
You have to stretch first. 
Everyone knows that. 
Anything?
Would you excuse us for a second?
Thanks. 
Come on, guys. 
What's going on?
You're making me look bad. 
I'm trying as hard as I can. 
How hard can it be?
I just saw you drag a big round thing up an entire hill. 
You know, Quack, just because something's big doesn't mean it's heavy. 
Of course it does. 
Bigger means heavier. 
I'm bigger than you and I'm heavier. 
No, something else must be different. 
I've got it!
String. 
We need string. 
Um, we'll be right back. 
Peep forgot his tools. 
Not it. 
No, no, no, no... 
I know I have string in here somewhere. 
Quack, I really doubt that string is going to make a difference. 
Of course it will. 
Don't you see?
It's the key that unlocks Peep's strength. 
Maybe Chirp's right. 
Maybe the thing I was pulling wasn't heavy. 
Maybe that's why I didn't feel it. 
But it was huge!
You could fit eight Peeps in it, easy. 
Chirp suddenly saw a way to find out for sure if bigger things are always heavier. 
Hey, Quack, come here. 
I need your feet. 
Okay, the ball is bigger than the rock, right?
Well, I... 
I suppose. 
You know. 
Okay, lift it. 
Easy, right?
Now do the rock. 
Ouch!
Ouch!
See?
I was right. 
So?
What's your point?
My point is, the thing Peep was pulling might have been big, but it wasn't heavy. 
Humph!
That proves nothing. 
Remember, I'm the smart one. 
And I say that Peep just needs some string. 
That's what I say, and I'm the smart one. 
Chirp proved two things that afternoon. 
She proved that big things aren't necessarily heavy. 
She also proved that Quack won't ever admit being wrong. 
No, no, no!
The squirrel learned something, too. 
When a duck says he'll be right back, he really means eventually soon or when he's good and ready. 
Quack couldn't count how many perfect days he'd had in a row. 
One... two... Oh, forget it. But then all of a sudden... What was that?
Stop it!
Stop it!
Hi, Quack. 
Make it stop!
Make what stop?
That noise!
That... that... that... that. 
I was going to the playground. 
Do you want to come?
How can I play with that dreadful... still out there?
How could I do that?
That's awful. 
Who makes that kind of noise?
I don't know. 
I didn't see anything, so maybe it was small. 
I got it!
Squeak the mouse!
But Squeak makes little noises, like squeak... squeak... squeak... squeak. 
You're right. Hey... how about the fish?
I think they just go... 
Well, all I know is we've got to find whoever's making that noise and then make them stop making the noise. 
Do you know what I mean?
Hi, Sailor. 
Hi, Yellow Guy. 
Hi, uh, listen, have you been making any strange noises?
Noises?
Sounds, calls, whatever. 
I quack. 
Chirp chirps. 
Uh, Peep here peeps. 
Kind of like that. Hmm... beavers don't make much noise. 
But when they do?
It sort of goes like this: Not him, no. 
I don't think it was Newton. 
He's sound asleep. 
You can never be too sure. 
Maybe he was snoring. 
Let's try someone else. 
I don't know. 
What sound was I supposed to be making?
Well, it goes like this: Quack!
Quack!
That wasn't me. I don't make that sound. 
Not me, never, no. 
That's it!
Come on, Peep!
You, me, the sound, let's go!
Hi, guys. 
Guys?
Shh. 
We're listening. 
For what?
We don't know. 
You're listening for something, but you don't know what it is?
It's a sound. 
It's bothering Quack. 
It's horrible. 
It's like this: Quack!
Quack!
Promise me you'll never, ever make that sound again. 
Um... sure, okay. In return, Chirp promised Quack that she'd help him find the terrible sound and make it stop. 
It was around here that you heard it first?
Yep. Yeah. 
That's it!
There!
Over there!
No, there!
That's what you were imitating?
Let's go!
I'm sure it came from over here. 
Well, now it's over there. 
Nothing here. 
Nothing here either. 
Over there!
It was a very frustrating day. 
Peep, Quack and Chirp followed the sound all over the big wide world. 
But every time they caught up with it, the sound moved somewhere else. 
We'll never catch it. Watch the tree, please. 
And just who are you?
A crow. 
You know... 
The noise!
It's the noise!
What do you want, and why are you making that horrible sound?
I don't know. 
It's... it's what I do. 
Well, couldn't you go and... 
I don't know, do it somewhere else?
Sure -- I was leaving anyway. 
Ciao. 
He's gone!
He's gone!
He's gone!
Hooray!
Lovely!
Feels like home. Unfortunately, the crows were used to stopping at Quack's pond each fall as they traveled south, but with some help from Chirp, Quack soon found a solution to his problem. Much better!
Thank you!
Hey, I can't hear myself!
Hello?
Hello?
Me... 
Hello, me. 
Testing, testing. 
Hey... oh, boy, where'd I go?
It was another cold, gray, wintry day. 
The sky was gray. 
The water was gray. 
And even though Peep was as yellow as ever... He felt gray. Quack's pond was too cold for anything except ice. 
Chirp's branch was too cold for her feet. 
Cold. 
Chilly. 
Ooch. 
Ooh, ooch!
Ah!
Cold. 
Ooh, ow, oh. 
Can I come inside?
My feet are too cold again. 
Okay. 
Hey. 
What's new?
I know what you mean. 
It's been cold and gray for so long, I can't even remember when it wasn't. 
I can. 
Remember when my favorite tree was all green and leafy?
Peep was remembering back to last summer, when he first discovered his favorite tree. 
Ah!
Come on, Quack!
Ha, ha, ha -- this is great!
Hey, look at me!
I'm rolling -- rolling duck!
I remember when my feet were warm. 
And I remember when my pond was warm. Things used to be so great!
Then it got cold, and everything died. 
Why?
I don't know. 
But it's all gone. 
I wish I could have saved my tree. 
You tried remember?
Go back!
Hmm?
Ah!
This is the way the world is now: everything's dead and it's always cold. 
It's time we got used to it. 
Well, tell that to my tail. 
I am not talking to your tail!
Well, I don't know how it's ever going to learn if nobody talks to it. 
Where's he going?
Look!
A... a thing!
A plant thing!
Something alive!
Be careful. 
Don't breathe on it. 
It's the last beautiful living thing in the cold, gray world. 
We have to save it!
Yeah, but how?
Peep came up with a plan to protect the tiny flower. 
They cared for it... 
They watered it... And then they marked it, so no one would step on it. Days passed, and the flower got bigger. 
One, two, three... 
I think it's growing!
We're saving it!
Peep, Quack and Chirp took turns standing guard all day and all night. 
I will stay awake. 
I will not sleep. 
On guard. 
Chirp on guard. 
I will not sleep while on guard. Hmm?
Whoa!
Quack!
Huh?
What?
Get up!
Oh, no!
I fell asleep!
I'm sorry. 
That's it. 
It was the last one. 
Now there are no more flowers in the whole world. 
Peep, look!
Another last flower!
Hmm?
And another!
Look!
My tree!
Everything is growing again!
The weeks went by, the days grew warmer and things gradually became as green... and yellow... and red... and pink... and purple... as they used to be. 
Isn't this the most beautiful thing you've ever seen?
Why do they get so excited every spring?
It was a perfect day for watching frogs... 
So that's what Peep was doing. 
I'm going to bounce like you. Watching a frog is one thing. 
Being a frog is something else altogether. Peep, being Peep, would not give up... Until he could hop as high as a frog. 
Huh?
I'm doing it!
I'm hopping!
Yeah!
Quack!
Peep?
Over here!
Behind you!
There's nothing behind me but me. 
Look!
Up!
Up here!
I'm hopping like a frog!
I'm springy!
I spring!
Yeah!
Wow!
Who knew your legs had such talent?
I can hop as well as any frog. 
Watch. 
Peep, you went so high I can't even see you!
I'm right here, Quack. 
Come on, hop some more!
I can't. 
How'd you do it?
I don't know. 
I followed the frog up here... 
Hey!
I can do it again!
Hooray!
Yippee!
I bet I can hop, too. 
Loopy-loo!
It's nice to see Quack and Peep flying around, having fun. 
Quack?
Peep?
Flying?
Look how high I'm going!
Chirp!
Hop on and hop!
How did you get up there?
Oh, wait, I see. 
Huh?
Do that again!
I want to hear more. 
Can you keep turning it?
I can't reach anymore. Peep!
What if you get on her shoulders?
Yeah, like that!
That's it, I did it!
What do you mean, "you"?
I told you how. 
You couldn't have done it without me!
Whoa... whoa... whoa!
You guys broke it!
Its inner weasel's all hanging out and stuff. 
You told us to crank it fast. 
Maybe we can fix it. 
If we put the weasel back inside, I bet it'll be as good as new. 
Okay, here's what we'll do. 
Peep and I will get on your shoulders... 
Hold it!
Aren't ducks the biggest, strongest, best of all animals?
Why, yes, we are. 
I'm glad you finally noticed. 
Well, then we should get on your shoulders. 
Whoa!
Sure, this is, uh... no problem... for a duck, you know?
It's working!
Move us closer, Quack!
Keep pushing!
The more I push, the harder it pushes back. 
How'd such a big weasel get in such a small box, anyway?
Whoa... whoa...!
Whoa... whoa!
While you were on it, why didn't you sit on it and push it back in?
We'd need something a lot heavier than Peep to do that. 
Don't let go!
It's almost there. 
All right!
Get ready to close the lid!
Peep!
That's it, now. 
Slowly. 
Oh!
Hey, not on me!
Phew!
We did it. 
Whoa...!
Great, now we can hear the song again!
Hold it!
We just got it fixed!
Oh... right. 
Too bad it breaks so easily. 
It's very... um... 
Springy?
Yeah, whatever it is, it sure is springy. This was Peep's favorite kind of day. 
He met a frog, he bounced like a frog and he saw a lot of things he'd never seen before. I bet you feel the same way. 
Every night at half past eight, or thereabouts, Quack gets ready for bed. But tonight was different. 
There was Quack, minding his own business, when out of nowhere came the worst, the most disgusting thing he had ever... 
What is that smell?
I have to get out of here. 
Can't breathe!
Can't breathe!
Peep... 
Peep, wake up!
Can you hear me?
Wake up!
Oh, hi, Quack. 
What are you doing here?
I'm getting away from that awful smell?
Hey, where'd it go?
I don't smell it in here. 
Good night, Quack. 
I can't go back there, Peep. 
You don't know how terrible it was. 
You don't know how much I suffered. 
You don't know... 
I can't get out!
This can is too small!
You have to move!
I'm trying!
You know, Peep, you're my best friend, but please don't ever ask me to spend the night again. 
Anyway, it's time for me to go home and get rid of that smell. 
But how will you do that?
I'll speak to it sternly. I'll say, "Be gone, you bad smell!" 
Uh, something like that. 
Uh, what?
You don't think I can scare away a bad smell?
Well, I'll show you!
And so Peep and Quack headed back down the hill, searching for the awful smell. 
Nope. 
Not that. 
Oh, sorry. Yuck!
Ooh!
Not that, either. 
No way. 
Now, where did that smell... 
You shouldn't go around surprising ducks like that. 
It's very impolite. 
Whatever. 
But now that you're here, let me ask you something. 
Have you smelled anything really revolting lately?
Well, yeah. 
Me. 
You?
You're the smell?
I don't know. 
I do smell a little something, but it's not at all like last night. 
I don't smell bad. 
I just make a bad smell. 
Whenever someone bothers me, I just turn around and zap them. 
Works every time. 
You don't say. 
You just turn and... 
Like that?
Only skunks can do it. 
Ducks are useless in that respect. Hey, Quack, wasn't that a beautiful flower back there?
Do you want to go smell it again?
Forget the flower. 
Did you hear that?
Skunks can make a bad smell whenever they feel like it. 
Hello, Bee!
Wasn't that a nice flower?
Did you know that?
That skunks can make a smell bad enough to scare ducks out of their ponds?
A smell?
That's nothing. 
I can actually sting someone I don't like. 
No!
Yep. 
Everyone runs for the hills when they see a bee. 
Hmm, can you find a stinger back there?
Just have a quick peek. 
Anything?
No stinger, but you do have a nice little feather, Quack. 
No smell, no stinger. 
What's next?
Sorry, did I scare you?
That was an accident. 
I try to be very careful with these things. 
What are those things?
My quills. 
Anyone messes with me, and I stick them. 
Sometimes I just don't know my own strength. 
No, Quack. 
I don't think you have quills, either. 
Not that kind, anyway. 
I knew it!
No quills, no stinger, no smell. 
I'm just a nice, sweet, harmless, pathetic duck. And so Quack went home to float around and feel sorry for himself. 
Ducks are supposed to be perfect, but as far as he could tell, he had no way to defend himself. 
Hmm?
Oh, hi, Chirp. 
You'll have to come back some other time. 
I'm busy. 
I've been looking for you everywhere, Quack. 
I need your help. 
It's Tom. 
I don't know what got into that cat. 
He's been chasing me all day long. 
You have to help me get rid of him. 
You have the wrong duck, I'm afraid. 
I just discovered that ducks are no good at getting rid of things. There you are. 
That's it, Quack!
That's what I wanted you to do!
What am I doing?
I'm just swimming to get away from that cat!
That's what I mean -- swimming. 
You're the best swimmer I know. 
Go, Quack, go!
You're right. 
I forgot. 
I forgot about the power of duck feet!
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah!
Am I going too fast for you, Tom?
Should I slow down?
Just wait. 
I'll get you later. 
We did it!
We did it!
Thanks, Quack. 
You sure outswam that cat. 
I did, didn't I?
I am a very good swimmer. 
You might even say, "Quack, you're the best swimmer I know." 
Go ahead, say it. 
Anyway, it's because of your feet. 
Yours are better for swimming than mine. 
Look at that. 
I have the biggest, widest, fastest feet in the world!
Well, not that big. 
But bigger than mine, that's for sure. 
Anyway, thanks again, Quack. 
Bye. 
Did you hear that, everyone?
I've got big feet. 
No more Mr. 
Nice Guy. 
And that goes for you, too. 
No more making smells down here. 
If you do, I'll... 
I'll swim away. 
As fast as I can. Whatever.
On the first day of winter, Peep woke up early and discovered the world was covered in fresh snow. 
Hmm... The very first thing he had to do was go and tell Quack. 
Quack, Quack, Quack!
Wake up, Quack!
Hey, Quack!
Quack!
Hey!
Hey, wake up, Quack!
Don't shout, Peep. 
Can't you see that I'm... 
Freezing!
Cold!
Cold, cold, cold, cold...!
To a duck, nothing is worse than early morning ice-cold tail. 
Ah... oh... Can you feel your tail now?
Yes. 
Want to go build a snow chick?
That's a great idea!
We'll do it on Snow Hill. 
Okay. 
Uh, shouldn't you be behind me?
Why?
Because ducks are natural leaders. 
If you won't follow me, how can I be your leader?
Hmm. 
Okay. 
I think we should build a snow duck instead of a snow chick. 
Ducks are much more handsome, don't you find?
But... I'm the leader, right?
Hmm?
Well... 
It's agreed, then. 
We'll build a handsome snow duck. 
I think it should look like me. 
To make sure it looks like me, I'll pose and you build it. 
Follow my lead and you'll never go wrong, Peep. 
Ducks are great leaders, and being a great duck makes me a double-great duck leader. 
Right, of course... 
Hmm... Peep had discovered something strange, unlike anything he'd ever seen before. 
Did you lose something?
I didn't mean to surprise you. 
That's okay, I like surprises. 
Did you lose something in those footprints?
Those are footprints?
You've seen footprints before. 
Watch. 
They show you where you came from and how you got here. 
Follow me, Peep!
Follow my tracks. 
No, you follow my tracks!
Watch, Chirp!
Watch what I can do!
That's great, Peep. 
Now look at this. 
Whoa... 
Hey!
These don't look anything like our footprints. 
They don't look like bird prints because they're... they're... they're something-else prints. Hi!
Bye!
They weren't made by a rabbit. Oh, cold feet!
Oh, cold feet. 
Hi, guys. 
Oh, cold feet, cold feet!
Really cold feet, oh!
Hmm... not a mouse, either. 
What are these things?
If we follow them, whatever made them will be standing on the other end, right?
Right!
So Peep and Chirp set out to follow the tracks. 
I can't believe it. 
They're log prints. 
I never would have guessed that. 
They're not log prints. 
Whatever made them went into this log. 
They could be log prints. 
Oh, no!
Peep!
They're cat prints!
Are you sure they're not log prints?
I'm sure. 
Look. 
Who woke me up?
Ooh... birdies. 
You're right, cat prints. 
That's exactly what they are. Two colorful little birdies. 
Want to play?
Peep suddenly remembered that cats don't play well with birds. 
But Chirp knew how to handle Tom. 
Uh, what's that on your tail?
Huh?
What?
There -- it's right there. 
Don't you see it?
What?
What is it?
Is it a spider?
Get it off. 
No, I see it!
Wait, is that it?
No!
Hey!
What started all this, anyway?
I was going to build a snow chick with Quack, but I lost him. 
I'll never find him now. 
Why don't you just find his prints and follow them?
That's him!
That's Quack!
I can find him now!
Thanks, Chirp. 
Bye, Chirp. So Peep followed the tracks everywhere they went around in circles, up the hill, down the hill... 
Quack?
Across the creek, and finally, at the end of them, there was Quack. 
Quack, I found you!
Where have you been, Peep?
It's hard work being a leader all by myself. 
Ask me how I found you. 
I told you we were going to Snow Hill. 
No, I followed your footprints. 
Pretty good, huh?
Are you going to help me build this duck?
Sure. So Peep and Quack built a handsome snow duck, and when they were done, Peep showed Quack how to make a long path of duck prints so everyone would be able to find it. 
That's one mighty fine snow duck, don't you think?
One evening after supper, some kids visiting the playground began climbing on rocks. 
One of the rocks they stepped on began wiggling like a loose tooth. 
Eventually it fell and rolled down the hill. 
Quack knew nothing about it, because Quack, like all proper ducks, was fast asleep. 
Quack. 
One, two, one, two. I am a fine specimen of duck, if I do say so myself. 
These are mighty fine feet. 
What?
Excuse me. 
You're in my way. 
Hello. 
You're on my path. 
Can't you see how you're blocking me?
I repeat, this is my path and you are on it. 
So... so... please move!
Well, that is the rudest... 
I never in all my born days... 
Who could imagine... 
You have a bad attitude!
Get out of my way, Rock!
Hey, how did that get here?
Quack, are you here?
Of course I'm here. 
Where else would I be, now that there's a rock on my path?
You didn't happen to see it, did you?
Was it a sort of big and round rock?
Big and round -- that's it, exactly!
There I was, minding my own business, on my way to visit you, when this rock gets in my way!
Well, I saw it, too, but it didn't get in my way at all. 
Well, maybe it doesn't block the way down, but I can tell you, it's blocking the way up, and if it doesn't move, then I don't think I can come visit you ever again, Peep. What a horrible thought. 
What are you doing?
Where do you think you're... And so Peep persuaded Quack to go back up the path and move the rock. 
It's no use, I'm telling you. 
This rock won't listen to reason. 
I think we have to push it, Quack. 
I don't think it can move by itself. 
Huh?
Hmm. Good-bye, Peep. 
I never thought a rock would come between us like this. 
Don't worry, Quack. 
I'm not giving up. 
Oh!
Hey, Quack, I can see Nellie's house from here. 
Really, can you see the... 
Wait a minute. 
I don't care about Nellie's house. 
I care about moving this rock. 
Hi, Quack. 
Hi, Peep. 
What are you doing on top of that rock?
I'm trying to move it. 
Why are you moving a rock?
Because it's blocking my path. 
I don't get it. 
Why don't you just go around the rock?
Go around it. 
Did you say that?
Did you just say that?
Okay, do you see this path?
Of course I see it. 
And do you see this rock?
Yes. 
Well, there you are. 
This is my path, and if anybody's going to move, it's the rock, not me. As you may have noticed, there's no use arguing with a stubborn duck. 
So Chirp and Peep decided to move the rock, and for that they needed... 
Help?
You want me to help you move a rock?
What's in it for me?
Nothing. Fair enough. 
Let's go. 
Come on, everybody. 
We're moving a rock. 
Hurry up!
Don't miss it!
Fun, fun, fun!
That?
That's what you want us to move, huh?
Uh-uh, no way, no can do. Of course we can do it. 
We just need rabbits. 
We could get 100 rabbits here if you'd just say the word. Would you like a nut?
I have lots of nuts. 
Excuse me... I'm telling you, I know my rocks, and this rock ain't moving. Chirp, do you want to say the word?
Just say the word and you can have all the rabbits you need. 
I know a bunch of rabbits who like moving rocks. 
No, what I want is for everyone to... Of course, if there's anyone who can move big rocks, it's me. Acorns or walnuts -- take your pick. 
Quiet!
Thank you. 
We have to try, at least, right?
Okay, has anybody ever moved a rock before?
The raccoon knew nothing at all about moving rocks, but that didn't stop him from taking charge of the situation. Hmm. After careful review, he decided that the rock should be pushed up the hill. The rabbits had another idea. 
They thought the rock should be moved sideways. 
Peep and Chirp disagreed, but they were outvoted. Come on, come on, come on. 
We need more rabbits!
But sideways didn't seem to work, either. 
The only direction left was... 
Down. 
I think we should push it down. Up didn't work, sideways didn't work, and now you want to try it down, huh?
Okay, hey -- if it'll make you happy... 
Wait!
Wait!
Just a minute!
Hold everything!
Now, I don't want this rock anywhere near my pond, okay?
This rock and I do not get along. 
Please put it over, uh... uh, there, by the tree. 
By the tree. 
Sure thing. 
Not a problem. Okay, everyone, push. 
It's working. 
It's moving. 
Okay, push harder. Hooray!
We did it!
Not so fast!
Slow down!
Help!
Quack, are you all right?
And that is the story of how Quack came to share his pond with a rock. 
Don't worry, they learned to get along pretty well. 
Oh, yeah. 
Oh, yeah, right there, right there. We'll save that story for another day. 
One evening after supper, some kids visiting the playground began climbing on rocks. 
One of the rocks they stepped on began wiggling like a loose tooth. 
Eventually it fell and rolled down the hill. 
Quack knew nothing about it, because Quack, like all proper ducks, was fast asleep. 
Quack. 
One, two, one, two. I am a fine specimen of duck, if I do say so myself. 
These are mighty fine feet. 
What?
Excuse me. 
You're in my way. 
Hello. 
You're on my path. 
Can't you see how you're blocking me?
I repeat, this is my path and you are on it. 
So... so... please move!
Well, that is the rudest... 
I never in all my born days... 
Who could imagine... 
You have a bad attitude!
Get out of my way, Rock!
Hey, how did that get here?
Quack, are you here?
Of course I'm here. 
Where else would I be, now that there's a rock on my path?
You didn't happen to see it, did you?
Was it a sort of big and round rock?
Big and round -- that's it, exactly!
There I was, minding my own business, on my way to visit you, when this rock gets in my way!
Well, I saw it, too, but it didn't get in my way at all. 
Well, maybe it doesn't block the way down, but I can tell you, it's blocking the way up, and if it doesn't move, then I don't think I can come visit you ever again, Peep. What a horrible thought. 
What are you doing?
Where do you think you're... 
And so Peep persuaded Quack to go back up the path and move the rock. 
It's no use, I'm telling you. 
This rock won't listen to reason. 
I think we have to push it, Quack. 
I don't think it can move by itself. 
Huh?
Hmm. Good-bye, Peep. 
I never thought a rock would come between us like this. 
Don't worry, Quack. 
I'm not giving up. 
Oh!
Hey, Quack, I can see Nellie's house from here. 
Really, can you see the... 
Wait a minute. 
I don't care about Nellie's house. 
I care about moving this rock. 
Hi, Quack. 
Hi, Peep. 
What are you doing on top of that rock?
I'm trying to move it. 
Why are you moving a rock?
Because it's blocking my path. 
I don't get it. 
Why don't you just go around the rock?
Go around it. 
Did you say that?
Did you just say that?
Okay, do you see this path?
Of course I see it. 
And do you see this rock?
Yes. 
Well, there you are. 
This is my path, and if anybody's going to move, it's the rock, not me. As you may have noticed, there's no use arguing with a stubborn duck. 
So Chirp and Peep decided to move the rock, and for that they needed... 
Help?
You want me to help you move a rock?
What's in it for me?
Nothing. Fair enough. 
Let's go. 
Come on, everybody. 
We're moving a rock. 
Hurry up!
Don't miss it!
Fun, fun, fun!
That?
That's what you want us to move, huh?
Uh-uh, no way, no can do. Of course we can do it. 
We just need rabbits. 
We could get 100 rabbits here if you'd just say the word. Would you like a nut?
I have lots of nuts. 
Excuse me... I'm telling you, I know my rocks, and this rock ain't moving. Chirp, do you want to say the word?
Just say the word and you can have all the rabbits you need. 
I know a bunch of rabbits who like moving rocks. 
No, what I want is for everyone to... Of course, if there's anyone who can move big rocks, it's me. Acorns or walnuts -- take your pick. 
Quiet!
Thank you. 
We have to try, at least, right?
Okay, has anybody ever moved a rock before?
The raccoon knew nothing at all about moving rocks, but that didn't stop him from taking charge of the situation. 
After careful review, he decided that the rock should be pushed up the hill. The rabbits had another idea. 
They thought the rock should be moved sideways. 
Peep and Chirp disagreed, but they were outvoted. Come on, come on, come on. 
We need more rabbits!
But sideways didn't seem to work, either. 
The only direction left was... 
Down. 
I think we should push it down. Up didn't work, sideways didn't work, and now you want to try it down, huh?
Okay, hey -- if it'll make you happy... 
Wait!
Just a minute!
Hold everything!
Now, I don't want this rock anywhere near my pond, okay?
This rock and I do not get along. 
Please put it over, uh... uh, there, by the tree. 
By the tree. 
Sure thing. 
Not a problem. Okay, everyone, push. 
It's working. 
It's moving. 
Okay, push harder. Hooray!
We did it!
Not so fast!
Slow down!
Help!
Quack, are you all right?
And that is the story of how Quack came to share his pond with a rock. 
Don't worry, they learned to get along pretty well. 
Oh, yeah. 
Oh, yeah, right there, right there. We'll save that story for another day. 
One afternoon, Peep, Chirp and Quack were busy watching water flow around a wading pool when Peep got a little too curious. Whoa!
Watch out!
Whoa!
Don't worry -- if you fell in, I'd save you. 
Nothing beats a duck in water!
That boat is beating you. 
Not for long!
Yes!
Quack wins!
Of course. 
I have the power of duck feet!
Thanks for coming to say good-bye. 
Good-bye?
Today's the day I'm heading out to Green Island -- amazing Green Island, the ducks' paradise. 
Non-swimmers can't come. 
Is Green Island really as amazing as you say?
Better. 
I don't know enough words to say how good it is. 
I wish I were a duck. 
Doesn't everybody?
Are you sure we can't come?
You could, if you could swim. 
Good-bye!
I wish I could swim like that. 
Look at him go, just like a boat.
I know what you're thinking. 
We could both go in that boat!
Forget it. 
I don't feel safe in any water that's not a birdbath. But Peep, being Peep, couldn't forget it. 
Whoa!
On that day, Peep became the first small, round, yellow ship's captain in history. 
Ahoy, Chirp!
Peep!
What are you doing?
Sailing to Green Island!
Stay right there. 
I'll come get you. How do I make this thing turn or stop or anything?
I don't know. 
Boats aren't for birds. 
Get out!
This water's moving a lot faster than the water in that pool. 
Uh-oh... that's a lot of water. 
Jump up here!
Jump up!
Chirp realized that Peep's boat was being pushed by the current into the bay. 
Once he passed under the log, she wouldn't be able to help him anymore. 
You've got about two seconds to jump!
Okay... now!
Oh, no!
Why'd you jump?
So I'd know where you are. 
But now we're both stuck. I know. It's one thing to be stuck in a narrow creek. 
It's another to get lost in... 
Big Bay. 
There's no way to turn this boat around!
Peep thought about how his life would change if he had to stay on the boat. 
He'd miss his home... But he'd meet a lot of fish, which wouldn't be bad. 
I have an idea!
What?
Help!
Meanwhile, on Green Island, Quack was taking the perfect nap... 
CHIRP and Help!
Help!
Until he was awakened by the distant shouts. 
CHIRP and Help!
Help!
Hey, you guys!
Quack!
You heard us!
Yes. 
You're making a lot of noise. 
Could you please keep it down?
Ducks are napping. 
Okay, I'm going back to, ahh... 
Green Island. 
Bye!
Hold it. 
What are you doing all the way out here?
We can't get back. 
The water keeps pushing us away from shore. 
Could you call for some help?
Sure. Help!
No!
Go and get help!
But if I leave, I may never find you again. 
This calls for the power of duck feet!
Hey, this might be a really good time to take us to Green Island. 
I don't think I'd... 
I'd make it. And so, the stalwart blue duck fought the relentless current and swam for shore with all his amphibious might. 
That was so interesting!
I never knew water moved like that. 
Careful, Peep!
Didn't you learn anything?
Sure. 
Water can be dangerous, so until you understand it, always bring a duck. 
A duck who's had his nap. 
When clouds are at their thickest, when they're covering the moon and the stars, very little light gets through. You almost hit me in the head. Sorry -- it's so dark. Dark?
Not very. Owls don't understand, because they can see just fine on dark and cloudy nights. Sorry. 
Ah, another beautiful morning in... 
Oh, no!
Ow!
Peep!
Peep, where are you?
Where are you, Peep?
Whoa!
Oh... 
Ow!
Whoa!
Quack!
Hi. 
Peep, look around. 
What do you see?
Everything's upside down. 
And?
I don't see anything. 
It's too dark. 
Exactly!
Where's the sun?
It's nighttime. 
It can't be. 
I'm awake. 
When do I always wake up?
In the morning.... really late. 
Well, I woke up, so that means it's morning and no sun!
Where did it go?
Let's ask Chirp. 
Right!
Excuse me. 
You're going the wrong way. 
I don't think so. 
It's too dark for a little peep like you to know where to go. 
Follow me and... 
Ooh, that's sharp. 
That stuck out. 
Okay. 
Ah, Chirp's branch is right here. 
I don't remember this being near Chirp's branch. 
I'll go up and look around. 
You stay here, Peep, where I know you'll be safe. 
Sorry, pardon. 
Quack, could you please get off?
You're squishing me. 
Peep, you're moving. 
Quack!
You're making it very hard for me. 
We're on a mystery chase here. 
Hello, Peep... 
Don't move, Peep. 
What do you see?
Dark... uh, more dark. 
Dark over there, too. 
This is terrible!
Hey!
Anybody in there?
Whoa!
Light!
We can see!
I don't see Chirp's branch. 
But... but light!
Lots and lots of light. 
I mean... 
Huh?
What happened?
Quack, do what you did again. 
Wait. 
Okay, go!
I didn't do it. 
All I did was fall on this thing. 
There!
We're in the dump. 
No wonder we couldn't find Chirp. 
If the sun is gone, at least we have our own light. 
Hey, look at me!
I'm bigger than you!
Not anymore. 
Hey!
There. 
Look at me!
Uh, that's good, Peep. 
Yeah, that's really good. 
Okay, listen, I don't... 
You're on my shadow!
Hey!
That looks just like me. 
How are you doing that?
Am I doing that?
Oh, I am... on purpose. 
With this, we can find anything. 
Hey, let's find Chirp!
There she is, right where I wanted to go in the first place. 
Oh, sure, now that there's light, you know everything. To make the light stay on Chirp, Peep and Quack had to be clever. 
It took some work to get the watch to stand still, but in the end, their path was lit. 
QUACK and Chirp!
What... what's happening?
Who?
Whoa... 
Chirp, the sun... 
I woke up and the sun was gone!
Look!
What do you call that?
Hooray!
It's a miracle. 
No, it's sunrise -- right on time. 
So, morning's just starting now?
I think you woke up too early, Quack. 
That's possible. 
You know what this means?
That the sun isn't gone!
No, that I missed out on some sleep. All that day, Quack was determined to catch up on the sleep he had missed. 
But it wasn't easy. 
It's too sunny!
Much better. 
Thanks, Peep. 
Sounds Like... 
Some days are perfect for sitting around, listening to hummingbirds. 
This was one of those days. 
Peep, you have to hear this. 
Wait, Chirp, they're almost done. 
Who?
Whoa!
That was a great hum. 
Very nice. 
Now wait till you hear this. 
I was sitting on my branch, minding my own business, when a bird flew past, singing the most beautiful song that anyone ever heard. 
I wish I could have heard it. 
You can. 
I've been practicing and I can sing it exactly like that bird did. 
Want to hear it?
Yes!
Quack, what are you doing?
Oh, hi, Peep. 
I just discovered how great I sound in here. 
Listen to this. I'm a duck. 
I'm a giant duck!
This is not a good spot. 
Quack, do you want to come hear Chirp sing the most beautiful song that anyone ever heard?
No, no, no. 
I'd rather stay here and yell into this pipe. I'm an extra-large, super-giant duck!
See, it's kind of fun. Hmm. Chirp looked everywhere -- really, everywhere. Aah!
Noisy, rattling chimes. But she couldn't find a place quiet enough for her to sing the most beautiful song that anyone ever heard. Hop. 
Hop. 
I'm hopping. 
Hop. 
Loud, hopping frog. Hop. 
Hop. 
Beaver teeth!
Hmm?
And then, when they were tired and grumpy and just about ready to give up... 
I've never walked this far. 
I've never even seen this hill before. 
Listen. 
Do you hear that?
What is it?
Silence. 
At last a place quiet enough to sing the most beautiful song that anyone ever heard. 
Are you ready?
I'm all ears... 
Ooh, and sore feet. 
Okay, get comfortable. 
Ah. 
Well... 
You're done?
That's exactly what that bird did. 
Wasn't it beautiful?
Yes, it was, but kind of short. 
Yes!
Okay, let's go home. 
Really?
I just sat down. 
This doesn't look like any place I ever saw before. 
Um, I think I took a wrong turn. Peep and Chirp kept walking, but nothing looked familiar. 
We've never been here before. 
I would have remembered this. 
I don't know how we got here. 
I wasn't looking before. 
I was just listening for quiet, and now we're completely lost. 
Chirp, did you hear that?
Oh, it just sounds like that loud beaver we saw before. 
Follow that sound!
I don't hear it anymore. 
Did we go the wrong way?
Whoa!
That wasn't there before. 
Listen. Hop. 
Hop. 
Loud, hopping frog. Hop. 
Yippee!
PEEP and Hopping Frog!
You made me miss!
I was going for the record. 
Wait!
Which way is... 
Oh, great. 
Do you remember where we go from here?
Noisy, rattling chimes!
It's Quack!
Hooray!
And the hummingbirds. 
Come on!
We made it!
Thanks to the birds and the beaver. 
And the frog and pipes and duck. I am the world's biggest, extra-large, very, very, very big duck. 
I'm tired. 
It's hard work being a giant-size duck all day. 
I'm going to go nap and rest my throat. 
Quack... for once I'm glad you're really noisy. 
Hey, nice sound. 
I should have just stayed here and sang. 
It was a windy day and everybody was having fun. 
No one loved the wind more than Chirp. 
She was sure that one day it would help her learn how to fly. 
Come on. 
Oh, rats. 
Whoa. 
Hi, Chirp. 
What are you doing?
I fell out of my bush and onto this thing because I was trying to fly, only I can't. 
I'm the thing. 
Get off. 
Sorry, Quack. 
I didn't know it was you. 
Haven't I told you a thousand times that flying is dangerous?
If you're smart, you'll stick to swimming. 
We're going to the playground, Chirp. 
Do you want to come?
I don't have time to play. 
I have to fly. 
Hey, my hat!
Well, maybe you could fly at the playground. Of course, the playground -- with swings and a seesaw. 
You see, Chirp was convinced that if she could just get off the ground, the wind would take it from there. 
You're a genius, Peep. 
An absolute genius. 
Let's go. 
Ooh. 
Hurry up, Peep. Now, what would be the best thing to help me fly?
Did you say "fly"?
Why, I just happen to specialize in getting birds like yourself into the air. 
Get out. 
Really?
But of course. 
Follow me. Like most raccoons, this one knew nothing about flying, but because he was an acknowledged expert in trash dispersal, he liked to think he could do anything. Ready, set, fly. 
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Chirp decided to take matters into her own hands or wings, I should say. 
I'm telling you, Chirp swimming is easier than you think. 
Are you ready?
But I understand your fears. 
I really do. 
You look at me and think, how could I ever swim as good as Quack?
Why try?
Jump!
I'm flying, I'm flying. 
I'm not flying. 
Told you. Uh-oh. 
I can't look. 
What did I tell you?
A perfect landing. 
Chirp. 
Are you okay?
It almost worked. Chirp tried the seesaw three more times, but all she got was a sore behind. 
Don't feel bad, Chirp. 
There are lots of birds who can't fly. 
Yeah?
Like who?
Like me. 
I keep telling you, flying is for the birds. 
I mean... 
You know what I mean. 
It's for birds who don't know how to swim. 
Do you feel that?
And then all of sudden, Chirp got her wish. 
A big gust of wind roared by and lifted her into the air. 
I'm flying!
I'm doing it -- I'm flying. But as Chirp soon realized, the wind can move you, but it can't make you fly. 
Wait -- this isn't right. 
Hey, help!
Huh?
Chirp!
Chirp, you did it. 
You flew sort of. 
That was a funny kind of flying, if you ask me. 
How do I get down?
It's easy. 
You just follow the, um... you know. None of them had the slightest idea how Chirp could get down. 
Finally... Go home. Chirp told Peep and Quack to go home. 
She'd stay in the tree overnight and find a way out in the morning. 
What are you doing?
I'm going to get Chirp out of that tree. 
Stop!
That's the Deep Dark Woods. 
You can't go in there. 
You can't go in there!
Shush. 
You're making noise. 
Don't make noise. 
Who's making that racket?
He is -- and I told him to stop. 
I said, "Shush, Peep -- you're making noise. " Kind of like that. 
It's me -- Peep. Chirp's friend. 
Do you remember me?
Oh, yes. 
Peep. 
And you are...?
Oh, yes, that duck. 
What do you want?
Uh, well, see, the thing is, Chirp is in a tree. 
She was trying to fly and the wind kind of got stuck in her wings and now it's getting dark and she can't get down and we're worried that we'll never find her again. 
Who's afraid of the dark?
Not me. 
I'm not afraid of the dark. 
I'm not afraid of anything...!
Oh!
Hi, Hoot. 
What are you doing here?
I come here every night. 
I look for stranded little birds and then I rescue them. 
Really?
No. 
Peep told me you were here. Are you ready to go home now?
Me?
Go home?
Yahoo!
Yay!
I mean, sure, if it's not any trouble. 
I'm flying. I'm really truly flying. 
It's so beautiful. Good night, Chirp. 
Sleep tight. And before she could say, "Thank you, Hoot," Chirp was asleep, dreaming of the day when she'd fly through the sky and swing around the moon all by herself. 
Some things are hard to understand, but become clearer after you investigate. 
Huh?
Other things are never clear. 
That's when you know it's time to ask. 
What are you doing?
Measuring. 
I say Quack is a little bit bigger than me, and he says he's a big load bigger. 
Yeah, you be the judge. Whoa!
So is it a little bit or a big load?
Excuse me, birdies, you're standing in my sun. 
Forget it, Tom. 
Well, it's too bad you're not moving, because you're missing the most amazing thing ever. Hmm... What?
Only the most beautiful flower in the world, and it's blooming now. Tom knew that Peep would have trouble resisting the chance to see something new. 
A beautiful flower?
I want to see it!
It's six steps past Raven's Ravine. 
Hurry, before it wilts. 
The sun is mine... all mine. 
Peep, Chirp and Quack ran all the way to Raven's Ravine and then took six extra steps. One... two... three... four... five... six. 
All I see is a rock. 
There's nothing here. 
Not even you. 
You're way over there!
That cat made this up so he could lie in our sun. 
Let's go home. 
Peep!
Whoa, is this a bird parade?
I'll get the family. 
We rabbits love parades!
No, it's just three birds who were fooled by a cat. 
Tom told us there was an amazing flower six steps from Raven's Ravine. 
Oh, there is, but it's not six steps. 
How do we find it?
Tell us!
It's exactly two hops from Raven's Ravine. 
Go back, hop twice, and you'll find it. So Peep, Chirp and Quack ran back to Raven's Ravine... 
And hopped twice. 
Fooled again. 
Come on. Peep!
On their way home, they met an inchworm who said he'd seen the plant too. 
But it wasn't two hops from Raven's Ravine. 
It was 30 squirms. But after 30 squirms, there was still no plant. 
That's it. 
I quit. 
Everybody's fooling us. 
Why would they fool us?
Maybe they all measured differently. 
We don't step or hop or squirm like they do. 
Peep!
Ah!
Hey, my hat!
I'll get it. 
Whoa!
When Peep looked up, he found himself staring at the most amazing flower he'd ever seen. 
Oh!
That must be it, and if it's not, it should be. Peep wanted to bring his friends to see it. 
So he carefully counted his steps. 
Where's my hat?
I want to show you something. 
I hope it's my hat. 
The sun is beating down on my little blue head. 
Ow, hot, burning. 
Look. 
My hat!
No, it's the flower. 
Oh, yeah. 
You know, I want to tell everyone where that flower is, but how can I?
Everybody's got a different step. 
But what if you're not around?
You can't leave us your feet. 
Leave us your... 
Or can you, hmm?
Use this. 
It's one Peep foot long. 
Great!
From now on we measure everything in Peep feet. 
And I know what to measure first. 
Quack is exactly one and a half Peep feet taller. 
Did you include my hat?
No. 
Why would I include your hat?
It's part of my head. 
Okay, okay, this time with the hat, okay?
No, Quack. 
That's cheating. 
Fine, be that way. 
But I'm one and a half Peep feet and a hat taller, and that's an exact measurement. 
So I was right. 
You're just a little bit taller. 
No, I'm a big load taller. 
It was another one of those days when Newton the Turtle spent all morning sleeping -- more or less. 
Ooh. 
Newton!
Peep and Quack ran to the crabapple tree with important news. 
Newton, you won't believe the adventures we just had!
I went down the rabbit hole!
And Quack... 
I got stuck in the hollow log. 
What have you been doing today?
Well, first, an apple fell on me. 
Then, an apple fell on me. 
And then, an... 
Yeah, yeah, yeah -- an apple fell on you. 
Well... yes!
How did you know?
Why don't you come have adventures with us?
I don't know. 
I don't move as fast as you. 
That's right, you don't. 
Well, we've got things to do. 
So long!
You're still invited!
We'll be at the pond!
Watching Peep and Quack, Newton began to think he might be missing something. 
You know, it's time I had some adventures of my own. 
Yes. 
Here I go!
And so began Newton the Turtle's adventures. 
Newton thought of all the things that he had never seen before. How do you think about something you've never seen?
Newton would never see anything new if he didn't keep moving. Right. 
Onward!
Oh, my first discovery!
What are you?
Newton had found dandelions growing. Oh... oh... Wow!
Suddenly, Newton found himself in the middle of a tremendous puddle. 
But Newton didn't panic. I think... 
I'm panicking!
Like a turtle, he took it slow and thought of a solution. 
I caught one!
I got you!
Oh... Before going in, Newton made sure he could get out again. Okay, here I go. 
Kind of crummy in here. 
Got it!
Ha-ha!
Nobody thinks I'm fast, but I caught a thing!
A flying thing!
Kind of spooky in here. 
Uh-oh. Newton saw where he wanted to be. Hmm. But he wasn't sure how to get there. 
Whoa...!
No, not food. 
Oh, this isn't food, either. 
We'll never find any food ever again!
Are you looking for food?
Who said that?
Was that you?
Hey, over here!
Talking pebble!
Incredible. 
I'll be famous. 
Hello!
It wasn't the pebble. 
It was I, Newton. 
Oh!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Big face!
It's a big face coming out of a... 
A bigger thing!
It's a big thing with a big face stuck on it. What are you?
Oh!
Whoa!
Whoa!
I'm a turtle. 
If you need food, would crumbs like this help?
Yes!
Hey, guys!
Food!
Hooray!
Thank you for bringing us food, giant thing. 
I'm a turtle. 
There's a whole box of crumbs right up there. You are so much wiser than we are. 
Do you travel the world helping everyone with your knowledge?
You must have amazing adventures. 
Well, I'm having some pretty amazing adventures today. Thanks again, giant helpful thing!
I'm a turtle!
As he watched the ants, Newton realized the day was ending. If I don't get home before dark, I may never find my way back. But he didn't know which way led home. 
There it is!
Newton went just as fast as he could. 
I'm home. 
Well, look at that. 
Sleeping again. 
He didn't move all day. 
I don't want to wake him up. 
I'll say good night to him tomorrow. Newton was already dreaming about his day -- about all he'd done and how far he'd gone on his great adventure. 
It was a perfect spring morning. 
Peep, Chirp and Quack were marching to somewhere when Quack decided to liven things up a bit. 
I know something you don't know. 
Yeah?
What?
Oh!
It's a joke. 
And you don't know the answer. 
Here it is. 
Why did the... 
You're not listening, Peep. 
Oh, sorry. 
Okay, here it is: Why did the chicken cross the road?
Well?
Well what?
Don't you know how a joke works?
I ask a question, and you guess the answer. Oh, okay. 
Why did the chicken cross the road?
Why did he cross the road?
Let's see. 
Hmm, why did the chicken cross the road?
Peep, do you know?
Do you know this joke?
Do you know?
Okay. 
We have no idea. 
Ha!
See, I told you I knew something you didn't. 
Tripping ducks like that!
You should be more careful. 
Okay, then. 
Well, what is it?
What is what?
The answer. 
Why did the chicken cross the road?
Oh, right, uh, he crossed the road because he wanted, uh... because, uh... well, he wanted to... 
Oh!
That stick made me forget. Quack!
All that morning, Quack tried to remember the punch line to his joke. 
No, that's not it. Uh, no, that's not it, either. Who told you the joke?
Why don't you just go ask them?
Hmm... 
Hmm!
I don't remember that, either. 
Oh, brother. 
I know. 
I'm a chicken, right?
So why don't I cross a road and find out why I crossed it?
That's a great idea, Peep!
You're incredible. 
Let's go!
Now, everyone knows that kids shouldn't cross the road without a grown-up, but most chickens have never heard of this rule. What do they use these things for, anyway?
Are you ready?
Here I go. 
I'm crossing it. 
Be careful, Peep. 
There. 
I crossed it!
What Quack didn't know, what none of them knew, is that roads are used by things that move very, very fast. 
Peep, stay where you are!
Don't move. Things like bicycles, skateboards, cars and trucks. 
Things that don't go well with chickens. 
And so, until the traffic cleared, Peep was stuck. 
Hi!
I'm still here!
Well, I'm okay!
But just when Peep thought things couldn't get any worse... 
Whoa!
Help!
Oh, no!
Water!
Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold. 
Hello?
Anybody here?
Peep had landed in a storm drain, which ran underneath the road from one side to the other. 
To get home, all he needed to do was... 
Ride a leaf!
I could ride a leaf!
I did it!
Hooray!
Whoa... whoa... whoa!
Whoa!
I guess I need something bigger than a leaf and not as wobbly. 
A rock. 
A rock doesn't wobble. 
If only I could get to it. 
One... two... go!
Yay, I made it!
Okay, rock, let's go!
Yes, go that way. Unlike the leaf, the rock was not in any danger of sinking. 
In fact, it couldn't sink because most of it was already on the bottom. 
I guess I need something that floats. 
Too pointy. 
Too bouncy. 
What is that?
This might work. The bark made a perfect raft. 
It was flat, big enough for Peep to stand on, and not too wobbly. 
In no time at all it brought him to the brink of disaster. 
Poor Peep. Quack, haven't I told you never to cross a road?
Roads are dangerous. 
Well, it wasn't my idea. 
It was, um... Uh, somebody else's idea. 
Yeah, that's it. I'll go see if I can find him. 
Hi, everybody. Peep!
You're back!
You're safe, yay!
Glad you're back!
Glad you're home!
You won't do that ever again, will you, Peep?
No, I like it much better on this side. What made you do such a silly thing, anyway?
Cross the road?
Just to get to the other side, I guess, and to see if... 
That's it!
That's the answer. 
Why did the chicken cross the road?
To get to the other side!
That's it!
I remembered!
See, I told you I'd remember.
No!
No more jokes. 
Oh, but it's a good one, Chirp. 
And I remember the punch line, too -- cuckoo cluck. 
Get it?
A cuckoo cluck. 
I do know how to tell a joke, wouldn't you agree?
Not everyone can, but ducks are excellent joke-tellers. 
Ducks are pretty much excellent at.... 
It was a perfect morning, and so Peep, Chirp and Quack decided to have a perfect day. 
They marched and rolled and ran and hopped. And finally, they sunned themselves. 
This is the most perfect day that ever was. 
I hope it never ends. 
Hey!
What happened to the sun?
Well, it's behind that cloud. 
It'll come back. 
Those clouds are covering up the whole sky. Storm's coming!
Storm's coming!
Storm's coming!
Hey!
What's going on?
Storm!
Everybody, storm is coming. 
Storm!
Storm's coming!
I don't think they can hear me. Peep, Quack and Chirp decided to ask somebody else why the day was getting so strange. 
But they couldn't find any of their friends. 
This is weird. 
Everyone is gone except us. 
What was that?
What?
The thing!
The big... 
You didn't see it?
Right over there. 
Big thing!
I think you're seeing things, Peep. 
Quack, I'm sorry, there's no more room. 
It doesn't matter. 
Unlike some birds I know, ducks aren't afraid of getting wet. 
Is anyone else uncomfortable?
Yes!
What if this doesn't end?
What can we do?
Quack. 
Well, we can't stay here. 
We need to find a new place to live where we're safe from all this, um... 
That!
"A new place to live"?
I don't want to leave my can!
Would you rather live like this forever?
Okay, okay, I'll leave my can. 
Okay, let's go before that noise comes back!
Wait!
If we have to leave forever, let's at least say good-bye to Nellie. 
She's probably gone too. 
All right, let's make it fast. 
I'll never forget you. 
Peep!
What if everywhere in the world is like this now?
It can't be. 
The sun must be shining someplace. 
Oh, water -- yuck, yuck!
Oh, yuck!
Oh, water, oh!
Nellie the dog, warm and dry in her doghouse, could hardly believe what she was seeing. 
Nellie!
You're here!
You didn't go away!
We thought you disappeared like everybody else!
No one's disappeared. 
Everyone's just hiding from the rain. 
Oh. Which isn't a bad idea. 
Would you like to come in and dry off?
Aren't you afraid?
No, it's only thunder and lightning. 
But what if it never ends?
It will. 
Storms come and go. 
They're wonderful things, actually. 
They are?
Is that some kind of dog joke?
Nellie explained to the three birds how a rainstorm brings a lot of water, which helps all the fruit and flowers to grow. And then she told them that the nicest part of the storm is the rainbows... and how the air smells so clean after a storm is over. 
Hello, can. 
I'm back!
The more Peep thought about the storm, the happier he got. 
It was loud and thrilling, and it had scared him in an exciting sort of way. 
And, best of all, it was over. 
Have you ever thought of getting a bigger can so ducks can come to visit?
Have you thought about that?
You should really think about that. 
Boy, the water's nice today... 
One late afternoon, Peep was following in Quack's footsteps... 
Yep, it's like I always say -- if you follow in my footsteps, Peep, you'll never go wrong. 
Whoa!
When all of a sudden, the nice, bright, sunny day turned small and narrow and very, very dark. 
Peep?
I didn't know the earth had holes in it. 
Hello!
Can anyone hear me?
Quack?
Peep?
Why are you down there when I'm up here?
Peep?
Oh, well. 
I wonder where I should go. That was an easy thing to decide, since there was only one way to go. 
So Peep went that way. At first, Peep thought the tunnel was interesting. I never saw so much dirt before. But after a while, he began to wish there was something else to look at -- like sky, maybe, or clouds. 
Even a worm would do. 
A rabbit!
A rabbit fell in, too!
Hey!
Wait for me!
Whoa!
Hmm... It's a thing!
Don't worry. 
I'm not a thing; I'm a Peep. He smells good!
Like grass!
Hmm... What are you doing here?
I fell in. 
Did you all fall in, too?
We live here. 
Really?
Why?
Why?
Because it's warm. And dark. 
And dusty. And safe. Peep thought about this. 
Although he loved his tin can, it wasn't soft or warm. 
And it didn't have three little bunnies in it, either. 
So Peep got an idea. 
Hey!
Maybe I could try living here. 
What do you think?
You're not a dog, by any chance, are you?
In disguise?
No, I'm just a chicken. Well... okay. 
Hooray!
The bunnies were a little skeptical at first, but they soon found many uses for a brave, agreeable chicken. Ready?
One, two, three, go!
As a bunny hurdle, for instance... as a back scratcher... Oh... 
Yeah, that feels good, oh. Ahh... and as a lookout. 
You want me to go first?
Yes, yes, yes!
Please. 
What am I looking for?
Danger!
What does it look like?
Well, mostly it looks like something big and furry with lots of teeth. Oh, yes, lots of teeth. Lots of teeth. 
Lots of teeth. All clear!
No teeth. Yay!
Ooh!
Peep found that it was very hard to keep up with bunnies. It was also hard to find anything that he liked to eat. 
Hmm... Oh!
Don't mind him. 
He's for scaring crows. 
And you're not a crow. 
Um... what are you doing?
Don't move!
What?
Why?
Freeze. Run!
Wait!
Why are we running?
Why are we... 
Whoa! running?
Listen!
Nellie!
It's Nellie!
I'd know that bark anywhere. 
You don't have to worry. 
It's only Nellie. It's not a Nellie. 
It's a dog. 
Yes, Nellie is a dog. 
She's very friendly and would never hurt a rabbit. The rabbits weren't interested. 
To them, a dog is a dog is a dog. 
And if there's one thing rabbits don't like, it's dogs. Come on, Peep!
We're getting sleepy. 
Good-bye, grass. 
Good-bye, sky. Not only was Peep unable to sleep, he was getting awfully homesick. 
Hearing Nellie reminded him of how much he liked living above the ground, where he could see colors and his friends and stars at night. Are you sure about this?
I'm sure. 
I really have to go back home. 
You can visit me, though. When we're bigger. Maybe. 
Okay. 
Good-bye, bunnies. 
Hello, sky!
Hello... 
Quack?
Peep?
Where have you been?
I've been in the most interesting place!
I fell down this hole and found that rabbits live in holes. 
Never mind where you've been. 
I've been sitting right here watching for you. 
You can't just go falling into holes without telling me, Peep. 
It's very inconsiderate. 
I'm sorry, Quack. 
Next time I fall down a hole... I'll let you know. 
Ha!
Well, okay, then. 
Hey, Quack, did you ever notice how beautiful it is up here -- how much air and light and grass there is?
And ducks and turtles and bugs and spiders and pebbles... 
It was a perfect morning to whistle while you walk, so that's what Peep was doing until he heard a mysterious sound and stopped to listen. 
It's beaver teeth. Peep had never seen beavers dragging trees around, so being Peep, he had to watch. Don't get too close while they're working. 
What are they making?
Our family dam. 
It holds back the water and makes a pond for us. 
Why aren't you helping?
I am helping. 
I'm lookout. 
I say, "Don't get too close while they're working," and stuff It's not my favorite job. 
When my teeth get older, I'll get to do more tooth-oriented work. Oh, son!
Could you gather sticks and twigs to fill in these gaps?
They need me to gather. 
Yes, Dad -- okay. 
Yes, sir, Father. Twigs, twigs, sticks, twigs. 
This is the first time Dad has asked me to gather. 
Gathering is almost dam-building. 
Ooh, good one. 
Whoa!
Found one!
Stick. 
What are you doing?
I'm helping you. This is very specialized beaver work. 
It's not safe to handle sticks if you're a round yellow guy. 
You can watch. 
But please leave the serious work to the beavers -- that being me. So Peep watched the beavers work while Quack, who was just over the hill, found something equally amazing. 
It's beautiful, Quack. 
But is it good for anything?
It's good for everything. 
Come on. 
Whoa!
Ouch!
This stick is the best thing I've ever owned. 
I love it. 
Okay. 
Let's have a race. 
To the tree, back to here. 
This can be the finish line. 
On your mark... 
Sticks, twigs, sticks... 
Get set... 
Go!
Sticks, twigs, sticks, twig!
Hey!
Hold it!
Stop!
Not till I cross the finish line. 
What happened to the finish line?
I don't know. Quack and Chirp searched everywhere, but they just couldn't find Quack's stick. It's gone. 
Gone forever. 
Hey, guys. 
What's wrong?
The best stick in the world, my stick, is gone. 
We looked everywhere. 
It's like almost all the sticks went away. 
I know where there are lots of sticks. 
Thanks for letting us search your sticks and twigs. You can take any of those. 
We've got plenty, because I'm such a good gatherer and stuff. I found it!
Stop!
That's my family's dam!
Well, it's my stick, and I need it. 
Ah, a leak!
Ah, my stick!
Ah, a leak!
Do you hear a leak?
Mom, Dad, hurry!
There's a big blue sailor biting our family dam. What were you two doing?
He was eating our dam, like this. 
Well, he took my stick. 
Well, you could have just asked us for it. 
And you shouldn't take sticks that belong to ducks. I'm sorry. 
I didn't know you needed it. 
Oh, well, it sure looked beautiful. 
Probably the best stick I ever found. Son, you did nice work out there. 
We think you're ready to help build the dam. 
You mean it?
I've waited both years of my life for this moment!
What's happening?
I get to help. 
I have to find the perfect stick. Well, um, if you want the perfect stick, it deserves to be something more important than a finish line. Thank you, blue sailor. 
Right here -- no, over there. 
Wait, here is perfect -- no, here. 
No, wait. Quack's stick, when it was finally in place, was admired by everyone who saw it, but Quack was the proudest of all. 
That's my stick, you know. 
We know. Mom, Dad, I did it!
I did it!
One morning after a very windy night, Chirp came by to help Peep clean up. 
That must have been the windiest night in history. 
Look at all the stuff that blew into your can. 
It was much windier when I first moved in. 
Peep... 
What did you say?
I said please stop kicking the dirt. 
It's making me cough. 
And how did you end up living in a can in the first place anyway, huh?
Oh, how did I move here?
I remember it like it was yesterday. 
When was it?
Yesterday. 
I had just come out of my egg. 
Peep!
Then I met you and Quack, and we became friends right away. 
It was the best day of my life. 
It was the only day of my life. 
But when the day was over... 
Well, time to go home. 
Home?
Yeah, you better go home before it gets dark. 
I'm not sure where my home is. 
Your home is where you came from. 
Oh, right. 
Bye!
That was the first time I felt wind. 
And it was the first time I ever felt cold. 
So I decided to look for someplace warm. 
Are you cold?
No, I'm very comfortable, thanks. 
I'm cold. Would you like to come in and get warm?
Yes!
Thank you. 
And that's how I met Nellie. 
My name is Peep. 
I don't have a home, but I'm looking. 
You're a large bird. 
I'm a dog. 
I'm Nellie. Is this a good home?
It's a great home. 
Now, shh... get some sleep. 
It was everything you'd want a home to be. 
It was nice and warm and furry. 
Perfect, right?
No. 
A doghouse is just too dangerous for a Peep. 
Ugh!
Like this isn't tough enough for a one-day-old. 
Now I have to walk around a whole can. 
I had discovered my first discovery about stuff. 
And I'd found a place that was safe from the wind. 
The next day, I kept looking for a home. 
That's when I met Newton and saw his beautiful crabapple tree. You're welcome to stay here, Peep. 
Thank you. 
This seems like a nice place to live. Just pull your head in and you'll be safe. 
Pull my head in what?
I'm all head. 
Whoa!
Under a crabapple tree is not a good home unless you have a place to hide your head. 
Later on, Quack invited me to stay with him. 
He said... 
It's the perfect home. 
Come on. 
Oh, my!
Well, look at those scrawny feet. 
No wonder you can't swim. 
A pond is too wet for a Peep. My house!
My house!
And a brick is too small. 
I lost my whole shell. 
Now I have no home at all. 
I thought I'd find you here. 
So you slept in the can again, huh?
Yep. 
It's pretty cozy. 
Okay, I'm going to go look for a place to live. 
I'll be home later if I don't find anything. 
Stop!
What did you say?
I said I'll be home later if I don't find any place to live. 
Peep, you said "home". And what are you looking for?
A home. 
Hey!
I've got a home!
How did you do that?
I'm a duck. 
What can I say?
It's safe and warm. 
It's a place my friends can find me. 
I won't get wet or squished, and I slept so well, I snored. Home!
I had no need to keep looking because I had found the perfect home. 
How do you like it?
It's you!
Thanks, Chirp. 
Would you like to come into my home?
Mm-hmm. And that's the story of how Peep came to live in a can, as told by Peep himself. 
Bless you. 
This is a fish. 
A duck has feathers and a tail. 
Ta-dah!
Thank you, Quack. 
That's very nice. 
A fish also has a tail. 
He uses it -- along with his fins -- to help him swim. 
Oh, well, this one's a bit of a show-off!
Since fish live under the water and ducks live on top, they don't usually run into each other. But let's see what happens when they do. 
What is that thing?
Hey, Peep. 
The wind messed up your piles. 
What's wrong?
There's something in my pond, and it's cold and wet!
Yeah. 
It's called "water. " Besides that. 
Come on. 
Stay there, in case I need you. 
Hmm, it must have gone away. 
Where did you see it?
I didn't see it; I felt it. 
I was floating along, like this. 
Scared!
Then suddenly, out of nowhere... 
There it is again!
Why don't you stick your head in the middle of the pond and see what it is?
Huh?
Hmm... Huh?
Who are you?
And what are you doing in my pond?
Hi!
I'm your neighbor. 
I'm a fish. 
We're not neighbors. 
This pond belongs to me. 
You have to go. 
Bye-bye. 
Go away. 
You're funny. 
See you, neighbor. 
What is it?
A fish!
There's a fish in my pond!
Where's he going?
Ah, hmm, not bad, hmm, very, mm-hmm... yeah. 
Hello!
Howdy, neighbor. 
I found a beautiful new home for you -- a very sunny, lovely elm tree. 
Really quite lovely, I think. 
I'm a fish. 
I can't live in a tree. 
I need water. Don't go away. 
Where's he going now?
He'll be back. 
Here's your new home. 
Climb in. 
Bring all the water you need. 
Bring the family. 
I can't live in a cup. 
I need food. 
And room to swim. 
See?
Hey, come back here!
Huh?
What's going on down here?
Who are you?
We live down here. 
It's great. 
Lots of room, plenty of food. I'd recognize that bottom anywhere. Hey, this end's got a face!
Neighbors, this is a duck. Ooh... duck. Duck?
I knew he wasn't a fish!
Didn't you hear me?
This is my pond!
You have to... 
Go!
I can't live with all of you. But we've always been here. 
Um... but I didn't know that. Excuse me. 
We would like to learn about ducks. 
Could you teach us?
I've been waiting my whole life for someone to ask me that. 
Are you sure?
There's a lot to learn. We've been watching you from afar, and below, for so long. 
We're ready. 
Okay. 
The first thing you need to know is that ducks are the greatest animal of all. 
That's right. 
We have big webbed feet and blue feathers. 
Yes. 
We're also kind, and helpful. 
And handsome. I hate to interrupt, but what we really need to do right now is find another place to live. 
We're bothering the duck, and he wants us to leave. Leave?
Oh, no, terrible!
No, we can't leave. 
What about our duck lessons?... like to learn about ducks. 
Well, hold on. 
Maybe there's room here for all of us. 
It's clear that I have a lot of things to teach you. That's right!
You teach us about ducks, and we'll teach you about fish. 
Um... uh, okay. 
But ducks first. 
Quack's been gone a long time. 
I hope he's okay. 
Ducks and fish may be very different, but they both love to sing. 
Every day I see something new that amazes me. 
Really good job in the back. 
Boy, you guys are really picking it up. 
Most animals love the fall. 
It's a time to collect nuts, grow fur... And kick a lot of leaves. 
Hmm?
Hey!
Who's there?
I can't hear you. 
You have to speak louder!
Squeak, it's you. 
What are you doing under all these leaves?
Oh, you know -- just enjoying the view. 
In point of fact, I'm waiting to be rescued!
Really?
Yes. 
I need somebody big to remove these leaves from my house. 
Hey, I'm big. 
I could rescue you. 
Quack!
Chirp!
Come here!
Okay, there we go. 
Nice work, everyone. 
Yup, all done there. That's right, over there -- all of them. 
Leaves. 
But don't you think they're pretty?
I wouldn't mind having some around my can. Take as many as you like. 
But if you're smart, you'll go to your can and stay there before things get worse. 
Uh, Squeak?
What do you mean, "get worse"?
Don't you see?
Haven't you noticed?
Things are falling down all over the place -- leaves, apples, nuts. 
Next thing you know, the sun will be falling, or the moon. 
The whole sky, even!
Do you think there's anything to it?
To what?
To the sun falling down or the sky. 
I could handle the sun, but the whole sky -- well, that would hurt. 
I don't think it could happen. 
I'm not even sure Squeak was right. 
I mean, sure, leaves fall down, but I haven't noticed anything else. 
Hey, did you see that?
One of my feathers got loose and it fell down. 
Wow. Did we never notice this before -- that things are falling down?
Is that why they call it "fall"?
Run!
Where are we going?
I don't know. 
Somewhere safe. Where's that?
Someplace with a roof. 
Hey, look!
Huh?
Ah, see?
It's going up. 
I knew that mouse was wrong. That was quite enough for one day. 
Chirp, Quack and Peep decided to head for home and stay there until it was safe. 
There was one small problem with this plan. 
Peep was the only one with a roof. 
Got room for a duck in there?
I was first!
No, you weren't!
We've tried this before, remember?
We can't all fit inside. 
Come on, Peep. 
I think there might be room if you squeeze in beside me. 
This is silly. 
I'm going. 
Peep, come back. 
I'll make Quack move some more. 
Come back!
Peep was determined to prove that the world is safe for chickens, birds and ducks. But how he was going to prove it, Peep didn't know. 
How could he be sure that the sun, the moon or the stars wouldn't come crashing down?
Whoa. 
Hello?
Did somebody say something?
It's only me, Newton. 
Sorry to disturb you. Oh, no bother, no bother. 
What a beautiful day. 
Simply glorious. Can I ask you something, Newton?
How come it doesn't bother you, all these apples falling down?
I don't know. 
Just used to it, I guess. 
But aren't you afraid?
If apples can fall, then why doesn't the tree fall?
Or the sky?
Or the sun?
That's a good question. 
I think trees do fall down sometimes, but not very often. 
As for the sun or the sky -- well, I've been here for a long time and I've never seen even the smallest piece of sky on the ground. 
Whoa!
So you think it's safe to be outside?
Even in the fall?
I do. 
Take it from a turtle. Newton had given Peep a lot to ponder. 
Hmm. And ponder Peep did. 
He pondered all the way back to his can. 
Peep -- thank goodness you're okay. 
I am. 
And I think we're all going to be okay. 
I ran into Newton and he said... 
Never mind about Newton. 
I'm stuck in here with a duck breathing on me. 
Help!
Okay, hold on. 
It worked!
Okay, so tell us about Newton. 
Are you sure we're safe?
Well, Newton said that trees fall down sometimes, but not very often, and he said that... Peep told them everything Newton had said -- how little things fall down all the time and mostly you don't even notice, and how the big things, the sun and the sky, don't fall at all. 
They stay right where they are. 
Well, that settles it. 
I'm never listening to a mouse again. 
Squeak!
Maybe we should go tell her it's okay... 
What are you doing?
I thought you were afraid to come out. Oh, right. 
You know, Peep, I am a worrywart, especially on an empty stomach. 
Mmm... lovely. 
But why are you just standing there?
You should be looking for nuts. 
If you think fall is bad, wait till you see winter. 
Snow, ice, sleet. 
It's a wonder anything survives. Hmm?
What on earth is "winter"?
It was one of the coldest mornings in memory -- so cold, you could see Nellie's breath. So cold that icicles clung to Peep's house. 
Peep, come quick!
You won't believe it!
Whoa!
What are you waiting for?
Come on. 
You don't have to stop!
You're not sinking!
I can't sink. 
It's so cold, the pond is frozen solid. 
Whoa!
Can't a duck get some sleep around here?
Quack. 
Hey, Quack, look at us. 
It's not water anymore. 
We can stand on it. 
What's not water?
Where?
What is this?
It's ice. 
You're stuck. 
I can't be. 
I'm supposed to go to Green Island -- -- today. 
Whoa!
Well, I can't go to Green Island on this stuff. 
But we can. 
We could walk to Green Island. 
Let's all go together. 
Quack, come with us. 
Ducks don't walk on water, despite what you may have heard. 
You'll have to go on without me. 
Whoa!
Okay, Green Island, here we come. 
Green Island or bust. 
Bye, Quack. In all their explorations, one place had eluded Peep and Chirp -- the mysterious, unreachable Green Island. 
Green Island. 
Think of it -- island flowers. 
Island breezes. 
Hey... 
I can't see my breath anymore. Indeed, the day was warming up nicely. 
Whoa!
But Peep and Chirp were having too much fun to worry about it. 
Come on, Chirp, let's see how fast we can go without falling. 
Just a short rest, Peep. 
We want to get to Green Island, right?
Right. 
You know, my feet are still cold, but my head is hot. 
Well, your feet are on the ice and your head isn't. 
You're right. 
I hadn't thought of that. The day grew warmer. 
Puddles began appearing everywhere, which meant that the ice on Big Bay was melting fast!
What was that?
Whoa!
Chirp, you're moving away. 
No, you're moving away. 
Come back!
I can't. 
Watch out!
Here I come!
Oh, water!
Yuck!
Cold!
Oh, water!
I hate getting wet. 
Chirp, you know what?
We're floating. 
You're right. 
This could be our boat to Green Island. 
Only our boat is getting smaller. 
We need to look for something else that floats. Hmm... Hmm?
Something that's not ice. 
Yes, a bigger, not-ice floating thing that won't melt or break or... Whoa!
Oh, water!
Yuck!
Cold!
Oh, water!
Peep, look!
It's Green Island!
Ahoy, Green Island. 
It's me -- Peep. 
We made it. 
We made it. 
We made it!
You know, Green Island looks just like home. 
I know. 
I thought it would be more... 
The crowd's going crazy. 
Quack!
What are you doing here?
I was just about to ask you that. 
I thought you were going to Green Island. 
But we did. 
We're on Green Island. 
No, you're not. 
You're home. 
That's Green Island. 
How did that happen?
We must have gotten twisted around out there. 
I can't believe it. 
We walked all the way to Green Island and we didn't even get there. 
Well, I hope you two have learned a valuable lesson. 
We know. 
Don't go out on the ice, even if it looks solid. 
Because ice can really fool you. 
That's right, and also, Green Island is for ducks. 
See you. 
Chirp, when you learn to fly, will you take me to Green Island?
I will, Peep. 
We'll get there. 
Don't you worry.
Whoa!
Whew!
Chirp told Peep she had a surprise for him. 
Watch this!
Let me try!
Whoa!
Uh-oh. Help!
Chirp, do you know how to... 
Stop?
No!
Whoa!
Hmm?
What is this?
Do that again. 
Hey, where are you going?
Come back!
Huh?
Oh!
A present?
A present!
For me?
Oh, thanks, guys. 
I've always wanted a duck belt. Can't breathe!
Must get it off!
I don't think it's a duck belt, Quack. 
What else could it be?
It's for making circles. 
Look!
Ooh!
Or maybe it's for flipping. 
I've got it!
It's a place for ducks to stand in the middle of and be admired. 
Nice!
Very, very nice. 
I like. 
Will you stop that?
Let go. 
Let go!
Look at me!
Look what I can do. 
Oh, sure. 
After I showed you how. 
How do I stop?
Whoa!
Thanks, tree. Chirp!
Hey!
What you got?
Look at that!
Just what I... Always wanted. 
Hey!
Bring that back!
That's our toy!
It's not a toy. It's a bird perch. All hung up. And ready for birds. 
Bird perch?
That's a spinning hoop!
And a flipper and a roller!
And my standing spot!
Oh no, no, no, no, no. 
This is a perch. 
You know, a high resting place for birds who fly. 
Are you sure it's a perch?
Yeah!
Come and try it!
You'll love it!
Oh, plenty of room, even for you, Quack. 
I wish we could get up there. 
Well, I guess they can have it, if it's really a perch... 
Oh, well. 
Let's find something else to play with. Peep, Chirp and Quack tried to find a replacement for their flipping, spinning, rolling thing... But nothing else really worked. 
Oh, I don't know. 
I'm just not sure you can admire me properly on this thing. 
I mean, I really just don't... 
Whoa!
That sure was fun, that jingly thing. 
Yep, those were the days, my friend. 
Hmm?
Hi, Peep!
Hi, Chirp!
Hi, Quack!
Look out!
You're.... you're playing with it?
Oh, yeah!
It's great!
The best!
Go deep!
Not that deep!
But you said it was a perch. Uh-huh. Sure. But it's so much else!
Hey, hey, hey, look at this!
Oh, it's the best toy ever!
It was our toy first. 
Peep, Quack... let's make a plan. 
This is no time to be making things, Chirp!
We need to rescue my duck stand. Chirp explained what a plan is. 
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh. 
Ah!
And then they made one -- a plan to get their toy back. But would it work?
Already, things were not going as planned. Pyramid!
Pyramid!
What are you doing?
Yeah!
Can't you see we're trying to talk about you?
Whoops. You are?
What were you saying?
Ooh, tell us!
We can keep a secret. Oh, yeah, yeah, we're great at secrets. 
Oh, we just wanted to teach you our favorite game... 
"Roll it. " Roll it. 
Yeah, see, you take the jingly thing and you roll it wherever we tell you to. 
Okay?
Let's try it. 
Roll it to the tree. Listening to directions and rolling a bracelet was a big challenge for the blue jays. But eventually they figured it out. 
Okay, now... roll it into the pond. Okay. We got it. There we go. Perfect. Oops. 
Oh, look, it's gone!
It's gone, all right. Gone, gone, gone, very gone. Oh, well. Got to run. See you!
CHIRP AND It worked!
We got it back!
Yeah!
We're cooking!
Sort of. So Quack went underwater to rescue the thing, but first he had to get it back from the fish. 
No, see, it's not a fish gate. 
It's a, um... something else. 
Something for ducks. 
And since I'm a duck and you're not, well, I need it back. 
Okay, Quack. 
I guess ducks know best. 
Hooray!
You got it!
They still didn't know what their toy was... But you know what?
I don't think it really matters anymore. 
Look at that!
It's a swing. 
Could you move a little bit?
Yes, that's good. 
Okay, that's right. 
Oh, over to the side. 
Quack!
There we go!
That's it!
Perfect. 
Peep and Quack had been watching the sky all day, hoping for something interesting to happen. 
But nothing had. 
What is Chirp doing?
I don't know. 
Interesting. 
Why does she have so many acorns?
It's obvious, at least to a duck. 
Acorns. 
Don't you get it?
Okay, maybe you'd better sit down. 
It looks like we've been wrong about Chirp for our whole lives. 
Our friend Chirp is really a small, round, red squirrel. 
What are you guys whispering about?
Don't mess up my collection!
Okay... and, uh, where was I?
Oh, yes, how do you explain this, Chirp?
Why collect acorns, unless you're secretly a squirrel, hmm?
Because they're interesting. 
They're smooth and shiny, and they have little hats. 
I've organized them by color, by shape, by size, and here are the hats. 
No!
What?
Is it spoiled?
It is now. 
Poor thing. 
It used to be perfect. 
Quack, you shouldn't put things you find in your mouth. 
They might be someone's hobby. 
Hmm... hey, I'll help you find a perfect replacement acorn. 
I'll help, too!
So Peep and Quack set out in search of the perfect replacement acorn. Nope. 
Sorry. 
Whew!
Collecting is hard work, yep!
We must have found the perfect replacement acorn by now. No, but we will if we keep trying. 
Oh, uh... uh, I'm sorry, but I... 
I've got to go. 
Uh, yeah, I got to go. 
I have to work on my own collection. 
Lots to do, terribly busy. 
Terribly busy, lots to do. 
Here I go. And with that, Quack set out to start his own collection. 
Quack wanted to collect his favorite thing, so he decided to collect clouds which was perfect for a duck like Quack, because he could do it lying down. 
Hey, I'll collect clouds shaped like ducks!
There's my first. 
And my second!
Third!
Fourth, over there. 
Fifth. 
Hey, now we're cooking. But when he tried to show off his collection, he discovered that clouds blow away. 
I want a collection, but what can I collect that won't blow away?
Hi, Chirp. 
I couldn't find any more acorns. 
What?
Impossible!
Chirp ran to every tree. 
But there were no more acorns anywhere. 
Have you seen any acorns?
How could this be?
No!
Quack, what are you doing?
I started my own collection. 
You can't do this. 
I collect acorns. 
You're wrecking my hobby. 
My collection is nothing like yours. 
Nothing. 
I only collect acorns that have been bitten by a duck. 
See those are small ones bitten by a duck, large ones bitten by a duck, ones with little hats bitten by a duck. 
There you go. Chirp was very upset. 
Collecting acorns was my idea. That's when Peep showed up with a squirrel. 
Hey, everyone, listen to this. 
Tell them what you told me. The squirrel told them how all squirrels were in desperate trouble because of a sudden, unexpected acorn shortage. 
There was nothing to eat. 
The kids were hungry, and on top of that, he drank some water that went down the wrong way. Feeling badly for the squirrel, Quack generously offered Chirp's acorn collection. 
Okay. 
Oh!
And then he offered his own. So that's how Chirp and Quack became the heroes of all squirrels. 
Hmm?
I've wanted to be a hero to squirrels, but I never thought it'd really happen. 
Quack, I'm sorry I got mad. 
Let's start a collection together. 
Hey, you could help me with my collection. Hmm?
I'm collecting blue bottle caps, but I can't get this one off. 
Whoa!
Thank you!
These bubbles tickle my tail. 
Hey, I know -- that'll be my next collection. 
Bubbles!
Excuse me. 
It all started when Peep woke up one sunny spring morning and saw something he'd never seen before. 
It's Chirp, she's flying.
Quack!
Did you see?
Chirp is flying!
Hello, Peep!
Good morning to you, too!
Chirp is flying?
But when Peep and Quack reached the prickly bush, they were in for a big surprise. 
Hi, Chirp!
Hi, Peep. 
Hi, Quack. 
Chirp?
How can you be down here if you're up there?
Because that's not Chirp!
It's a... uh... it's a... 
It's a round floaty thing. 
And there are one... two... three more of them!
What did I tell you?
I am one smart duck. 
But what are they?
What do they do?
I'm going to find out. 
Well, that's one thing they do -- they go "pop. " I don't think I like that. 
Not one little bit. 
Wait, stop. 
What are you doing?
And they go "zoom"!
I don't like that, either. 
Look at that -- they can fly!
And that's when Chirp had her big idea. I'm flying!
"I'm flying!" said Chirp excitedly. 
But since she had string in her mouth, it didn't come out very well. Chirp!
Wait for us!
Peep, come back here this minute. 
You don't know how to fly!
Ouch!
Quack!
Oof!
Quack, quack. Unfortunately, the round floaty thing wouldn't fly very high with three birds hanging onto it... or two, for that matter. 
So Peep, knowing how much Chirp wanted to fly... did a very noble thing... 
He let go!
Good-bye, Chirp!
Good-bye, Peep!
Chirp was finally doing what she had always wanted to do fly!
Uh-oh!
And it was all so beautiful, she just had to sing... 
Chirp!
Hi!
Quack!
Flying!
If birds were meant to fly, we wouldn't have feet. 
You know what I'm saying?
Don't worry, Chirp!
We're right behind you!
And below you!
But Chirp wasn't worried at all, until... 
Uh-oh!
Chirp had forgotten about Big Bay!
She had to get down in a hurry. 
Otherwise, she'd float out to sea and be lost forever!
Or for a very long time!
How do I get down?
But how could she get down?
She was too high to let go. And then, in the nick of time... Hey!
It's Chirp!
A flying Chirp!
Help!
What did you say?
No, I didn't!
If you do, they'll... fly to the moon. Right up to the moon!
To the moon?
Sure. Any time. Thanks, Chirp!
Hey!
Wait for us!
Come back!
Chirp!
Are you okay?
What happened?
Chirp, for the first time in her life, was speechless. 
It was just too much excitement for a little bird. 
I warned you!
I told you that flying is for the birds!
But I am a bird. 
Oh. 
Well... 
And I was meant to fly. 
And someday, I will. 
Of course you will, Chirp. 
Someday. And later, that night, that's exactly what Chirp did. 
Flying. Sleep tight, little Chirp. 
Sweet dreams. 
Chirp always dreamed of the day she would fly. And she really wanted to know when that day would come. 
Every day she tried. 
Oh, come on. And every day, she still couldn't fly. 
But Chirp refused to give up. 
I will not give up. See?
Peep tried to be helpful. 
You can do it, Chirp. 
You're going to fly. 
You're going to... 
I will not give up. You're going to fly. 
Whoa.
Chirp -- I didn't know you could swim. 
I can't. 
Ugh -- wet, wet!
Yuck. 
I give up. 
Don't give up. 
You can learn to swim. Hmm. 
Of course, you don't have my great duck feet. 
Not swimming -- flying. 
Like other birds fly. 
I know what your problem is. 
What?
You're not a bird. 
No, you're a little round red, um... gopher. 
A gopher?
With wings and a beak?
Uh... maybe. 
What do birds have that I don't have?
Hmm. And that's when she saw it. 
That's it!
Flying birds have nests. 
I bet if I had one of those, I could fly, too. 
But what will it be made of?
What will it look like?
Like a thing. 
Made out of stuff. Chirp didn't know anything at all about building a nest. 
Okay. 
Mm-hmm. 
Yeah. But of all the houses she knew, Nellie's was her favorite. So that's what she wanted her nest to look like. 
Can I help?
No. 
This is something a flying bird must do for herself. 
There!
Every house needs a floor. 
Phew. Okay, you can help. 
A little the other way. 
Now this way. 
Okay, okay -- don't move. 
The floor's good. 
Now for the walls. 
Put your stick in that corner, Peep. 
Perfect. 
Now we just stand other sticks next to these and that makes the wall. Uh-oh. 
Oh, no!
Ah!
I have an idea. 
I have another idea. 
I'm going to get Quack. 
He's got to see this. 
I think the roof needs a stick to hold it up. 
Too short. 
Too curvy. 
Perfect. 
That was almost very bad. 
Hmm?
How will I ever fly if I can't even build a nest?
That was one crazy-looking, whatever. 
That was my nest. 
And now it's ruined. 
I'll never be able to fly. 
You don't need a nest to fly. 
I don't?
No!
Nests have nothing to do with flying. You'll fly when your wings get bigger. 
When will that be?
I don't know. 
But don't worry. 
It happened to me, it'll happen to you. 
Are you sure?
Yup -- so keep trying. 
Keep flapping those wings. 
See you in the sky. 
Yeah, bye -- see you in the sky. 
Oh, no. 
What happened?
It fell down. 
No big deal. 
A nest has nothing to do with flying, Peep. 
You know, that is one happy gopher. 
I can't follow you out there. 
You win again. 
Of course I win -- I'm a duck!
Let's play again. 
I'll be the leader. 
Okay, but it'll be too easy. 
There's nowhere you can lead that a duck can't follow. 
Easiest game ever. 
Ever, ever, ever. 
A duck should always lead because there's nowhere a Peep can go that a duck can't follow... 
You win again, Quack -- I can't think of anywhere else to go. 
You've followed me everywhere. 
Quack?
Hmm... 
I lost a whole duck!
Quack?
Quack!
Uh, Peep. 
Why'd you stop following me?
Did you find something great in there?
Uh... yeah!
That's -- that's right, yeah. 
No. 
No, it's not right. Before Quack could explain, Chirp came along and saw Peep talking to a log. 
Well, come on -- follow me!
Peep, a log can't follow you. 
You have a lot to learn about things. 
Is-is that Chirp?
A talking log!
Oh, Log, I am such a big fan of the work you and the trees are doing for the birds. 
Hey, Chirp?
Quack?
What are you doing?
I'm -- I'm stuck!
You're stuck?
Don't worry, we'll get you out. How will we get him out?
Hmm... 
What if we each grab a leg and pull him out?
Right!
Hmm. 
Where's your other leg?
Behind me. 
Found it!
Let's do it!
Stop pulling!
Stop pulling!
What's wrong?
I'm not moving, and, um... ow. 
Peep, this isn't working. 
We need to try something else. 
If pulling doesn't work, what about pushing?
Pushing!
That's a great idea!
Stop pushing!
"Stop pulling. " "Stop pushing. " How else will we get you out?
Hi, Peep. 
What's all that blue stuff?
That's Quack. 
No it's not -- Quack has a beak. 
And a hat. 
They're over there -- this is the rest of him. 
Is that Rabbit?
Yup!
You go down a lot of little holes. 
Know how to unstick a stuck duck?
What if you pull while Peep pushes?
But Quack didn't move. 
They needed some new ideas for unsticking a duck, but they didn't have any. A squirrel showed them how he got acorns unstuck from a tree. 
Ah!
Hey!
Ow!
Ouch!
Now I'm stuck upside down. A frog told them how he was slippery when wet, so maybe if Quack were wet, he'd slip out. 
Now I'm stuck upside down and wet. Everyone had ideas about how to free Quack. 
They twirled, twisted, squeezed, and even tried asking Quack politely to come out. 
But nothing they did could unstick the stuck duck. 
It's getting dark. 
Where's everybody going?
Don't worry. 
We won't leave you. 
You know, it is bedtime. 
I can't sleep in a log!
Hey. 
I -- I moved. 
No, I'm stuck again. 
How did you do it?
What were you doing?
Um... uh... Yawning. 
That's it!
Yawn again and we'll pull you out. 
Well, yawn. 
Yawn!
Ah... 
I can't. 
Yawns just happen. 
Then we'll just wait for one to happen. So they waited and waited. 
Whenever someone else yawns, it always makes me yawn. 
You know, that's true. 
He's yawning!
Uh!
I did it!
Okay -- we did it. 
But I discovered the yawning part. 
What are you laughing about?
I hate to say it, but that was kind of funny, you being stuck in a log. 
Yeah. 
Yeah, it was kind of. 
Most of the time we expect things to be a certain way. 
We expect the ground to be under our feet, the sky to be up in the... 
sky, and the sun to rise each morning. 
You won't believe how pretty the sunrise is, Quack. 
There's red and blue and yellow and orange and everything. 
The sun, the moon -- it's all the same to me. 
Hmm. But sometimes things don't happen the way you expect. 
Well?
The sun is supposed to... it's supposed to be right there. 
Oh, boy!
Whoa!
Peep?
What happened?
Where are you?
Wh-where are you?
Here I am. 
Hmm?
What's the matter?
Duck... quack... 
There, it's a duck!
Well, good morning, Madam. 
I said, greetings. 
Good morning. 
She's not answering, Quack. 
I know that. 
Just give her a chance. 
Maybe she got hurt when the boxes fell over. 
Of course. 
That's it!
Are you hurt, milady?
Can you answer me?
Just nod. 
Poor thing. 
Stay here. 
I'll go get some water. 
Don't move!
Hmm... Peep noticed several unusual things about Quack's new friend. 
He noticed that no matter how long he stared, the duck didn't blink. 
Hmm. He also noticed that the duck's body was hard and smooth -- not at all like Quack's. Peep didn't understand how two ducks could be so different. 
Quack, are you sure this is a duck?
She doesn't look like you at all. 
Of course she's a duck. 
Don't you see the similarities?
The same steely gaze. 
The majestic bill. 
The noble breast. 
I guess so. 
She's not drinking. 
Maybe she's hungry. I've got a bread crust around here somewhere. 
What bread crust?
This one. 
Where'd you get all that stuff?
Oh, you know, here and there. 
Not drinking, not eating. 
This is more serious than I thought. 
You know, I think we're going to have to take her down to my pond. 
How will we do that?
We'll have to push. 
Come on, Peep, let's push. 
That's it, Peep. 
Harder. 
Make like a duck and push. 
Boy, she's a sturdy little filly, huh?
Must work out -- hard as a rock. 
Come on, Peep!
And so Peep and Quack pushed the sick duck out of the dump, down the hill, working as hard as they could, sweating mightily. Leaving no stone unturned. 
Whoa!
I've got to take a break. 
How about you, Peep?
Have you noticed how stiff her feathers are?
They never move. 
I'm surprised at you, Peep. 
We must be sensitive to the differences of others. 
All right, enough dawdling!
Let's get this duck on the road. 
Sick duck coming through. 
You there!
Step lively. Sorry about this. 
You'll have to clear off for a while. 
We've got a sick duck on our hands. 
Hello there?
Fish?
Yoo-hoo. 
Hello there?
Fish?
I don't want so much as a ripple on this pond, if you please. 
Come on, Peep. 
One more heave, and she's in. 
Let's go!
Look at that. 
There she goes. 
How's about it. 
What a duck. 
What a comeback. 
No, that can't be right. 
Don't give up!
Use your feet!
Kick, I tell you!
Kick!
Hey, wait a second. 
Where are your feet?
What is it?
No feet. 
You know, Peep, I'm starting to have my doubts. 
I mean, if she doesn't eat, drink swim or walk like a duck, what kind of a duck is she?
Huh?
I don't know, Quack. 
Hey, what's going on?
I've got a sick duck in my pond. 
That's not a duck; that's a statue. 
What?
What's a statue?
What's that?
Statues are fake people. 
Birds sit on them. 
But this is a statue of a duck. 
So it's not real. 
Not alive. 
Oh... so that's why she couldn't eat or swim. 
Do people sit on fake birds?
I don't know, Peep. 
I don't know what fake birds are for. Quack wasted no time in finding a use for the fake duck. 
So what do you think?
No one's going to mess with this bush anymore. And so watch was kept over Quack's special collection -- through wind, snow and driving rain -- because things that aren't alive never get tired, cold or hungry, unlike -- very unlike -- Quack. 
Ta-dah!
It was a cool, breezy, perfect day. 
Peep, Chirp and Quack were watching leaves fall. 
Loopy-loo!
Ha-ha!
Oh, my hat. 
Oh, boy. 
Don't you know it's not polite to stare at a cat?
Quack, quack. 
Ahh!
Quack!
Hmm... 
How did you get it back?
I told that cat, "You give me my hat right now, cat!" 
He would never think of messing with a duck. 
Oh, all right. 
I ran onto his head, grabbed it and ran away as fast as my little webbed feet could carry me. 
There you go. 
Look -- it's perfect!
Have you ever seen anything so... 
Oh!
Colors!
Help me take it home over the hill. 
Oh, uh, I'd like to help you, Peep, but I just had a daring adventure with a cat. 
And I need to conserve energy for my next exploit. 
That's okay. 
I understand. 
Peep understands. As Peep and Chirp carried the big leaf, a strong wind began to blow. Whoa!
Peep didn't know that wind could take some unexpected turns. Whoa!
Peep!
You were flying!
Don't let go!
There it is!
Let's not make him mad. 
It's his garden. 
Hi. 
Just passing through to get our leaf. 
We've got it. 
Oh, no!
Hey!
Whoa!
Hello!
Feeling around. 
Hello!
Quack, you caught it!
Woo-hoo!
Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you. 
Quack!
Oh, no!
Ahh!
Come on!
Quick, Quack -- catch the leaf. 
Got it!
That's not it. 
Ah, quack. 
It's big and orange and gold and... 
There!
You go that way, and I'll go this way. 
I got it, I got it!
Ahh!
I'm flying. 
Yay!
Is it one of these?
No, it's up there. 
I see it. 
Quack, quack. 
Hmm?
Hey!
The wind stopped. 
Then why is the leaf still moving?
There's no wind right here. 
How does that work?
Don't you want to catch your leaf?
Oh, right. 
Which way do we go now?
Hey, thanks, weathervane. 
Got it!
Let's go. 
I've learned something today. 
Leaves don't taste so good. 
Don't open your mouth. 
Almost home. 
Stop here. 
You can rest. 
Good. 
Rest, whew. Peep!
You let it get away. 
Yeah, that's what I wanted to do all along. 
It's a perfect blowing leaf, and from up here, we can watch it go forever. 
Makes sense, I guess. 
Makes Peep sense. Peep, Quack and Chirp watched the leaf blow until it was so far away they couldn't see it anymore. 
Does it get any better than this?
One morning when Peep was out walking, he stepped on the most beautiful thing he had ever stepped on. 
Look at that!
NARRATOR At first he hoped the feather might belong to him. 
But the feather was purple and black and shiny, and Peep wasn't any of those things. 
Hi, Peep. 
Wow, where did you get that?
I found it -- like this. 
I was minding my own business. 
And then I just stepped on it. 
Well, it's the most beautiful feather I've ever seen. 
It must belong to the most beautiful bird in the world. 
But who would that be?
I was minding my own business... 
I bet it's mine. 
Something that beautiful must belong to a duck. 
But how could it be yours, Quack?
It's too big. 
Big, small, small, big -- it's all the same. 
Okay, stick it in there, please. 
Yeah, right where the big feathers go -- right there. 
Okay, if you're sure. 
I'm sure. 
What are you laughing at?
You look funny. 
Hey!
What?
Let me go or I will... 
I can tell you one thing. 
That is not a duck feather. 
But who does it belong to?
Let's go find out. 
I want to meet this bird. And so Peep, Quack and Chirp set out to find the owner of the beautiful feather. It was harder than they thought. 
Because everyone they met tried to claim it. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa -- stop. 
Where did you get that?
Peep found it. 
We're trying to discover who it belongs to. Hmm... 
Why, it belongs to me. 
It's my long lost feather. 
I know, I know -- you think I'm just a raccoon who has it all. 
How could he miss one little feather?
But if you knew how much it meant to me, how life just isn't the same... Aw... 
How could this be yours?
You don't have feathers. I don't?
Hmm... no, you're all furry. 
And besides, you're brown. Uh... okay, okay. 
So maybe we don't have feathers, but we should have feathers. 
It's an oversight. 
And if you'll just let me have that... 
No way, raccoon!
We want to find the real owner. 
Good-bye. Peep had to break the sad news to a lot of animals that day. 
To a bunny... 
I'm sorry, I just don't think it's yours. Are you sure?
My nose is purple. 
Yeah, but you're too soft. 
You don't have pointy feather things. To an inch worm... 
It's too big for you. 
And besides, you don't have feathers. 
You don't have anything. And finally to the blue jays. 
I know you're birds, but I just don't think that this feather... 
You're blue, not purple -- good-bye. 
We'll never find the owner. 
We've looked everywhere. Hi, hi, hi. 
Oh, don't mind me. 
It's okay that you're blocking my house. 
Where did you get that... that... 
The feather -- I found it. 
And I'd show you how, only I'm too tired. 
Don't you know what that is?
Don't you have the faintest idea?
No, that's what we're trying to find out. 
Okay, I'll tell you. But let's go somewhere safe. Once they got settled, Squeak started to tell them the scariest story they had ever heard. 
You know, I just remembered. 
I have things to do. 
Bye. 
What things?
Where were we?
Oh, yes -- it was a scary story all about an enormous bird who lived in an enormous tree in the deep, dark woods and who came out at night and flew high in the sky. 
And, well, the rest of the story was so shocking. Squeak couldn't bear to tell it. 
But she did tell them that they'd better return the feather and fast, or the enormous bird might be a little bit annoyed. 
Do you really think she'll be mad at us?
I don't know, Peep, I just don't know. 
Well, here we are. 
The deep, dark woods. 
I don't think this is scary at all, Peep. 
Do you think it's scary?
No, not me -- not one little bit. 
Not the teensy-tiniest bit. 
This must be it. 
The tree. 
Hi, tree. 
How about if we leave the feather right here, okay?
And, uh... Who's making all that noise?
Don't just stand there. 
Who are you?
Peep, sir, uh... ma'am, and Chirp. 
What do you want?
Um, we wanted to bring back your feather. 
It's a beautiful feather, and we wouldn't have kept it. Only we did. Stop looking so frightened. 
I'm not going to hurt you. 
Hmm... yes, it's mine. 
Thank you for returning it, but I don't need it anymore. Hmm?
Wait a minute. 
Wait just a minute. 
We came all this way into the woods in the dark and that's all you have to say?
You don't need it anymore?
What do you want me to say?
Well, well... your name, and what kind of bird you are, and... and... if we can keep the feather. And so that's the story of how Peep and Chirp met Hoot the owl and discovered what owl feathers look like, and learned that owls aren't that scary after all unless, of course, you happen to be a mouse. Oh, my, oh, my, oh, my!
The Incredible Shrinking Duck When Peep fell asleep, the ground was cold and bare. 
Peep. But then, just before dawn, it started to snow. 
Snow!
There's snow everywhere. Along with sun and clouds and fog and rain, snow is Peep's favorite weather to wake up to. 
I love snow. I don't know anyone who doesn't love snow. 
Hi, Peep. 
Hi, Chirp. 
I'm coming over. I love snow. 
I love... 
Hi, Chirp. 
Come play in the snow. 
It's fun. 
You're having fun?
Oh, yeah. 
Whoops!
This is too much snow for anyone. 
Okay, it's too much snow for birds. 
Quack, how come you're not sinking?
Big, flat duck feet. 
Come on, let's play. 
Come on, Chirp. 
Duck feet -- one more thing that makes ducks the best... 
We're coming, Quack. 
We're here, Quack. 
We'll get you out. 
Um, how is this helping?
I don't know. 
Get me out of here!
Grab the branch, Quack. 
Quack. 
Hey, you know what that looks like?
Like snow with a duck hole in it?
No. Okay, go behind a tree, and, uh, no peeking, okay-kay?
Chirp, this looks like you. 
Where's my face?
Hmm... hmm. Just... just want to fix that. 
Oh, that's perfect. 
Quack?
No, no, no!
Not yet, not yet. 
Okay, now. 
It's a snow duck. 
Not just a snow duck -- the biggest snow duck ever, ever, ever. 
Nice. 
What are you doing?
You guys looked so excited when I let you see it. That I, uh, want everyone to be surprised. 
Now no one can see it until I unveil it. Hey, what's in there?
Something amazing. 
Wait, and it shall be revealed. So Quack told all his other friends to meet him by the tree, where they would be surprised, delighted, and after that, amazed. 
It took all day, but Quack finally had everyone in place. 
Are you ready?
Hey, Quack. 
Weren't those icicles much bigger before?
So?
They didn't come to see icicles. 
Ta-dah!
Hey!
I waited all day for that?
That's not my snow duck. 
Who took it?
This isn't funny. 
All right, who took it?
We were here the whole time. 
We didn't see anyone take it. 
This is an impossible mystery. 
Wet... wet!
Wet, wet!
Hey, Chirp. 
Wasn't the snow up to our beaks before?
This is worse than I thought. 
Someone came and took snow from everywhere. 
Quack!
Shh, I'm staring. 
Does it look smaller again or is it just me?
Look around. 
The snow is turning to water. Quack realized Peep was right. 
No one had stolen his snow duck. 
It had melted into water. 
Oh, it figures. 
I make the best snow duck ever and he's all wet. 
Look at this. 
There's water everywhere. 
Like I said, water is everywhere. 
It was the end of a long, happy day and Peep, Quack and Chirp were enjoying the beautiful sunset. 
It sure is pretty. 
It sure is. 
Um... yeah, gorgeous. 
Can we go now?
I'm hungry. 
Where do you think the sun goes at night?
Nellie says the sun sets in the west, but I don't know where west is. 
It must be right behind that hill. 
Let's go see. 
Whoa!
Peep and Chirp went over the mountain -- well, hill -- to see what they could see. 
We're not west enough, I guess. 
It'll be dark pretty soon. 
Oh, hi. 
Yeah, well... we wanted to get to west and see where the sun goes, but it's too late. 
Really?
Really?
Uh-huh. 
Your back to the sun -- yup. 
Wow, thanks. 
Let's go home. 
I'll explain on the way. Chirp told Peep what the hummingbirds had said. 
If you want to go west, all you have to do is get up early, turn your back to the sun and follow your shadow. 
Simple. 
Great. 
Let's go tomorrow. 
Are you sleeping over?
Oh... yeah -- why not?
Good night, Peep. 
Good night, Chirp. Chirp wasn't used to Peep's snoring. And Peep wasn't used to Chirp, who talks in her sleep sometimes. 
You're right, Quack -- ducks do know best. 
I wish I were a du... 
Sorry, Peep. 
I had a nightmare. So when it was time to get up, they were both very tired. 
This is going to be so much fun, Peep. 
Yeah. Peep and Chirp found their shadows right away. Right after that, they found themselves talking to Quack. 
Hi, Quack -- we're following our shadows to see where the sun sets. 
Do you want to come?
Well, if you want to see where the sun sets, why don't you just follow the sun?
Well, uh... because it's hard to follow something that's in the sky. 
Okay. 
Have fun. 
Bye. 
We'll say hi to the sun for you. 
Yeah, you do that. 
Bye-bye. 
Keep in touch. 
Crazy birds. 
It's the deep, dark woods. 
Don't talk, Peep. 
Run!
You know something?
Our shadows look really different. 
They must be tired. 
I think they need to take a nap. Peep and Chirp slept for a couple of hours. 
By the time they awoke, the sun was high in the sky and their shadows had disappeared. 
I hate when the sun gets in my eyes. 
Peep, our shadows!
They're gone. 
They must be around here someplace. Peep and Chirp searched everywhere, but all they found were these little black things. 
Those can't be shadows. 
They're just blobs. Eventually, Peep and Chirp decided to go back to the napping place and wait for their shadows. 
Their plan was to stay wide awake and keep a sharp lookout. 
Peep. 
You fell asleep. 
You weren't supposed to fall... 
They're here!
Shadows -- we missed you. 
You know, we appreciate your taking us west and all, but next time don't go running away. 
Thank you. 
Ready, Peep?
Ready. So once again, Peep and Chirp followed their shadows. 
But as you probably noticed, the sun had moved and their shadows were now pointing towards home. 
Weren't we just here?
It must be a shortcut. 
Is that the deep, dark woods?
It can't be. 
We passed it already. 
Big Bay?
What are we doing here?
This isn't west. 
Did you get lost, shadows?
Great, just great. 
You know what?
I'm mad!
Me, too. 
We get up early, we do what we're supposed to do, and our shadows run away. 
And then they bring us to Big Bay. 
I don't get it -- we can go to Big Bay anytime. 
Chirp. 
We wanted to go west, shadows. 
Hey, Chirp -- wait. 
We wanted to see where the sun goes, okay?
Stop, Chirp. 
We wanted... 
Chirp!
What?
Look!
Hmm?
Well, it wasn't west, but their shadows had brought them to the most beautiful sunset they had ever seen. 
Wow!
Which was a fitting end to their day -- almost. 
Quack. 
You guys are really loud. 
What are you yelling about?
Look. 
Nice. 
Ooh. 
Hey, is anyone hungry?
Mmm, simply delicious. 
Fabulous. 
Best I've ever tasted. Chirp knew that one day she'd be able to fly and do everything else that grown-up birds do. But today... Delectable!
Especially today, she just didn't feel like waiting. Hi, Chirp. 
What are you doing?
I'm trying to figure out how I can reach that sunflower. 
I want to eat the seeds. 
Chirp, I hate to tell you this, but some dreams are simply out of reach. 
Sad, but true. 
Actually, I have an idea. 
Okay. 
Let's see if this works. 
Whoa!
Whoa!
Just as I suspected. 
There's something very wrong with that stake. 
Let it be a lesson to us all. 
Maybe it'd be more steady if you two sat on it. 
But it's facing the wrong way. 
I can fix that. 
Watch. Come on, Quack!
This better not take too long. 
I'm a duck on the go, you know. 
Ready?
Here I go. 
It's working!
Ta-dah!
I made it!
These seeds really are good. 
I want to try one. 
I'm coming up. Wait until I get down!
What did you say?
Hmm?
Help!
Put me down!
Peep, go back!
Thank you. 
Now you can go, Peep. 
Okay. 
These are good. 
Quack, you have to try some. 
Oh, no. 
No, no, no, no, no, no... no, no. 
Just one, Quack?
They're really good. 
No, no, I couldn't possibly. 
Why not?
Well, uh... you might not know this, but, see, sunflower seeds are bad for ducks. 
It's a shock, I know, but absolutely true. 
My uncle's brother -- or maybe was it my brother's uncle?
No, it must have been my cousin's brother. 
Well, one of my relatives got a shell stuck in his throat. 
Never did get it out. 
Like that. 
Probably still there today, I suppose. 
Oh, right. 
I forgot you're afraid of heights. 
Afraid?
Ducks are never afraid. 
You stay right there. 
I'll show you how unafraid of heights I really am. 
Quack. 
Uh, okay, yes, here I... 
Okay, uh, here I... here I go. Whoa!
What is going on?
Ah!
Quack is showing us how unafraid of heights he really is. Oh, I was worried. 
I thought maybe it was an earthquake. 
Quack. 
Quack, quack. 
Whoa!
Don't worry, everyone. 
I'm all right. 
It didn't work. 
I guess Quack is heavier than we are. 
Our end needs more weight. Hmm. 
All set, Quack. Uh, wonderful, fabulous. 
Couldn't be h-h-happier. 
Go on, Quack. 
You're almost there. 
See, what did I tell you?
Ducks aren't afraid of... 
Whoa!
Quack, turn around!
Not again!
Turn around!
What?
Turn around!
Aah!
This way!
Quack, stop!
Whoa!
This way!
Quack, stop!
Oh!
You almost made it, Quack. 
Yeah, almost. 
Whoo-hoo. 
I wonder how you could get all the way up. 
We need to make ourselves even heavier. 
Okay, we're ready!
Yeah, yeah, yeah. 
I'm going. 
Hmm!
Uh, hello!
I just want to point out that I'm at the top. 
Mmm... mmm. 
Oh, this is, uh... Are you okay?
Fine, just fine. 
Never better. 
Well, that's over. 
But, Quack, you only got one seed. 
Don't you want to go up again?
Oh, no, I'm stuffed, see?
One seed is plenty. 
You know, it's important to know your limits. 
I always say, don't put too much on your plate and don't bite off more than you can chew. 
And don't put too many irons in the fire, either. 
These are important things to know -- a kind of, oh, how shall I say -- wisdom, if you will. 
Hard-earned duck wisdom, which, of course, is really the only kind. 
You know... Chirp couldn't help thinking that one day she wouldn't need stakes or pebbles or anyone to help her reach and eat all the seeds her belly could hold. 
And I stand back sometimes in amazement of myself, and I wonder, "Ooh, how big will his brain get?" 
The Fish Museum Ever since Quack the duck and the pond fish met, they've become good neighbors swimming and playing together and learning about ducks. 
Boo!
Yeah, the sky is blue, water is blue and ducks are blue. 
Yeah, do you see the pattern here, huh?
Wow!
The fish loved Quack's tales of the wondrous world up there. Ahh!
Quack's telling fish stories again. Oh!
But for one fish, just hearing about the world up there wasn't enough. Ooh, ooh, me -- over here. 
Ah, yes, you are... you have a question?
I want to go up there with you. 
I want to bite an apple. 
I want to sit in a tree. You cannot go up there. But... Do you know what happens to fish who leave the water?
But... You can't sit in a tree. 
Have you ever seen a fish in a tree?
Hmm... 
I've never seen a tree. Know why?
Because you're a fish. 
Anybody here seen a tree?
Anybody want to see a tree and all those other great things?
And I want to wear sneakers, but we can't; we're fish. 
Um... I'm sorry you can't go. Mmm. 
Hey!
What if you brought stuff down for me to see?
Well, I don't... um... 
All right, yeah. 
It's the least a duck can do. 
Would this be interesting to fish?
There's a question I've never asked myself. 
I think so. Quack searched for other things to show the fish. 
Hmm?
Mmm. He sent the best stuff down. 
That brown thing is a potato. It all went well, until the apple. 
The sponge floated at first, but then it filled with water and sank. May I keep all this?
I want to start a fish museum of things from up there, for all fish to enjoy. 
Sure, but if, uh, this is a museum, you've got to have an acorn. Hmm. 
Where's the best place for it?
How about... right... 
oh, I don't know... there. 
Hey, did you eat it?
There it is. 
Okay, ready?
Now take a deep breath. 
This is the Peep I told you about. 
He's not for the museum. 
He's just saying hello. Hello. This is going to be the best fish museum of things from up there in the whole pond. 
One more thing you need -- balloons. 
Every grand opening has them. 
What's a balloons?
You'll see, you're going to love it!
Oh, no, no, no, no. 
You have to sink. 
Start sinking now. It's like a beautiful bubble that never goes away. 
I'll put it right here at the start of the museum. 
I'll get it. 
Whoa!
Are you all right?
I was up there. 
I was really up there!
It was so great. 
Perfect. 
This is going to be the best thing in the whole museum. 
It's no good. 
There's no way to hold it down. Will you hold it for me?
Um... okay. 
It's the least a duck can do. 
Oh!
And so the Fish Museum of Things from Up There opened and all the fish were amazed. 
It's like a dream come true. But the most popular exhibit was Quack and the balloon. You've sat in a tree. 
You've worn a sneaker. 
Now see what it's really like up there. Yeah. 
Ready. 
Wow!
Whoo-hoo!
Can we please keep walking?
There are some things I want to remain a mystery. Whee!
One evening, before going to bed, Peep watched the sun go down. 
The whole world seemed to sigh and get ready for sleep. Squeak. Oh!
You gave me a start. 
What are you doing?
I'm going to bed. 
Aren't you going to bed?
Bed?
Please!
I've got things to do, places to go, mice to meet. 
But it's nighttime. 
Nothing happens at night. 
Peep, everything happens at night. 
Look, the moon, the stars, the moth, mice, raccoons, skunks. 
And just listen to those crickets!
Can I come with you, Squeak?
I want to see all those things!
Oh, no, no, no, no, no. 
Do you know what it takes to be a night creature?
You must be brave, fearless, cool, calm... What was that?
What was what?
Sorry, Peep, got to go!
But Peep, being Peep, just couldn't take "no, no, no, no, no" for an answer. 
So he followed Squeak out into the night. 
It wasn't easy; Squeak was fast and Peep wasn't used to running in the dark. 
Whoa... oh!
Squeak?
Hmm... Before he knew it, Peep was alone in the woods, in the dark. 
It's okay. I'm brave. I'm fearless. 
Oh... Peep had never seen anything so enchanting as fireflies. 
They led him up and down, here and there, and deeper into the woods. 
I'm just having a hard time seeing. 
What are you?
I'm a snail, and I don't see well, either. 
I prefer to feel my way around. 
Feel your way?
Like this?
Ew... That's just my slime trail. 
You'll get used to it. 
Hmm?
What was that?
That was bats. 
Hey!
"Hey," yourself. 
You almost ran into me. I don't run into anything I don't want to. 
But you, you are the bump-into king. 
How many wings do I have?
Hmm... Just as I thought, can't see in the dark. 
If you can see so well, you must know where I am. 
Can you tell me how to get home?
Bats don't see in the dark. 
We use sound, my friend. 
You should try it. Listen for something that sounds like home and follow it. 
Good luck, little guy. Hmm?
Crickets. 
I hear crickets. 
I heard them right by my house. Hello?
Cricket?
Oh. What?
What is it?
It's, it's... 
Peep?
Squeak!
What are you doing?
I wanted to see what the nightlife was like so I followed you. Peep, do you know what's out here at night?
Crawling things, creeping things, flying things. Bats. 
"Bats"?
Bats are nothing. 
I'm talking about the scariest thing to come out of the sky, the hugest, most frightful... Shh!
That's it. 
But that's Hoot. 
Hi, Hoot!
Peep, no!
What are you doing?
Stop!
Mayday!
Hoot, I am so glad to see you!
Peep, what on earth are you doing up at this hour?
I saw the night come and it was so beautiful, and I just wasn't sleepy at all. I'm glad you think the night is lovely, but now you're very tired. 
Yes. And you're shivering. 
No, that's not me, it's, um... Hi... 
Madam... 
Hoot. Ah, our little friend Squeak. Are you well this evening, Squeak?
Oh, yes, ma'am, never better, just great, and we'd love to stay and chat, but I have got to get this bird home. Oh, yes, ma'am, straight home, right away. 
Mm-hmm, here we go. 
Hurry up. 
We're going home, mm-hmm. 
Quite right. 
Good night, little ones. Squeak did deliver Peep to his can, though Peep hardly knew it. 
Oh!
His nighttime adventure over, Peep slept and slept. 
Rise and shine!
The early bird gets the... 
Hey, Peep, wake up!
It's morning -- sun, sky. 
Get up!
Peep... 
Look at that -- sound asleep, wasting the day. 
Not like me, I never sleep -- too much to do. 
If you were a duck, you'd understand that, Peep. 
The, uh, responsibility... 
Could you move a little?
Yeah, okay. 
Uh, where was I?
Oh, yes, uh... 
Ducks -- where would we be without... 
Quack the duck loves his pond. 
As far as he's concerned, it's the best pond in all the world. He likes to watch the frogs enjoying themselves. And he likes to hear the dragonflies buzzing. 
Hello, Quack. 
It's a beautiful day, isn't it?
I don't see what's so beautiful about it. 
And where's everybody going?
They're probably going to the new pond. 
New pond?
What new pond?
Where did this come from?
When the beavers finished their dam, the water began collecting here. 
Yeah, well, this pond may be new, but my pond is better!
How is it better?
Well, um, uh?
Well, for one thing, my pond is bigger!
Is it?
Oh, for sure -- much, much bigger. 
I don't think it's much, much bigger, Quack. 
It is and I'll prove it. 
How?
I don't know. 
Maybe you could measure the ponds. 
Great idea!
I knew I'd think of something. 
Come on, Peep!
Now, Quack knew how to measure things like flowers... 
One, two, three... 
I think it's growing!
And birds... 
Quack is exactly one and a half Peep feet taller. 
Did you include my hat?
But he didn't know how to measure his pond. Hmm... Oh, I give up!
It can't be done!
Maybe we could measure how much water is in each pond. 
You know, that just might work!
Okay, each time I empty out a hatful of water, you make a mark in the dirt. 
Then we'll count the marks. 
One... Two... Three... Four... 
What are you doing?
We're counting how many hatfuls of water are in Quack's pond. 
Five... 
That won't work. 
You're just putting the water back into the pond!
You don't expect me to take water out of it, do you?
You'll never finish -- you'll just be counting the same water over and over and over. 
Why don't you measure the ponds by counting how many steps it takes to walk around them?
Ah, now, that's thinking!
49... Quack counted each step very carefully. 52, 53... 54... In the end, he counted 139 steps. 
139!
What could be bigger than that, hmm?
Now you've got to do the same thing at the other pond. Quack counted his way around the new pond. 
In the end, he counted 200 steps. 
Right -- is that bigger than 139?
Yup. 
It can't be!
No!
But you've only measured the ponds in one way, Quack. 
Your pond might be bigger in some other way. 
Like what?
Like, um... 
What if you count how many kicks it takes to swim across?
That's it!
That's the answer!
Hey, now, that's duck-thinking!
Oh, brother... 
Hey, shoo!
You can't drink here. 
You'll shrink my pond. Whatever. 
It took Quack exactly 15 kicks to cross his pond. 
And when he tried it at the new pond... 
Ten!
Ten, that's uh... that's five less than my pond!
My pond is bigger -- wahoo!
But you went across the short way. 
Your pond is pretty much round; this one is longish. 
You have to go the long way, too. 
A duck's work is never done. It took Quack 34 kicks to swim across the long way, which meant he had some terrible news to deliver. 
It's true. 
This pond is bigger!
Oh, Quack, don't feel bad. 
It's over. 
I've lost!
I'll have to take it like a duck. 
Hey!
I just thought of another way to measure the ponds. 
Oh, forget it!
I tried everything. 
How many ducks live in your pond, Quack?
One. 
And how many ducks are in this pond?
None. 
Zero. 
Zippo!
Nada!
There is not a single duck who lives in this pond. 
See?
So if you're measuring by ducks, yours is definitely bigger. 
You're right!
So... ha!
Take that!
You see, Peep, I never gave up. 
I knew I could prove my pond was bigger. 
And I did. 
It just goes to show you that you cannot out-think a duck. 
We should measure his head. 
I'm sure he's got the biggest one around. 
Where are you?
I refer to an earlier moment of my life when I was thinking very... 
Peep is always on the move, looking for new things to explore. Chirp is always trying to fly, never succeeding. 
Quack is always doing whatever a duck does. And Newton?
Well, Newton might not do as much as his friends, but he's busy thinking. 
Lately he's been thinking about moving from here... Hmm... To there. Hmm?
Enough thinking. 
It's time for action!
This is very exciting. But when he planned his trip, Newton didn't notice the rock in his way. Ooh... 
I never knew my head could turn this far. 
Whoops!
Too fast!
Well, it certainly pays to leave home. 
This is the strangest place I ever saw. 
The sky is down and the grass is above me. 
And apples fall up!
I've got to tell Peep about this place. 
He's interested in everything. 
Going to go tell Peep. 
Yes, I am. 
You know, I don't think I'm getting anywhere. 
Newton pushed and strained, but he couldn't move. 
Look!
Something I've never seen before!
What is it?
Hi, I'm Peep. Peep, don't you recognize me?
It's I, Newton. That's not Newton. 
Newton has legs on the bottom and his head on top. 
This guy's got legs coming out of his back and, uh, his mouth is above his eyes. 
Yeah, that's a whole different animal, yeah. Hmm... 
Hey!
It is Newton!
Look, Quack!
Huh?
Newton, you're upside down!
I am?
Maybe that's why I can't move. 
Well, yeah. 
To walk, I think your feet need to be on the ground. 
But we'll flip you over and then everything will be all right. 
Too heavy. 
Way too heavy. 
Hey, Chirp!
Guess who this is. It's Newton stuck upside down. 
Help us push. 
It didn't work with only two. 
Okay. 
Too heavy. 
Huh?
Whoa!
We have to try something else. If he's too heavy to push, let's try and rock him over. 
Whoa!
Whoa, whoa!
Rock the shell, rock the shell!
With a duck, it all goes well!
First we rose and then we fell!
When we rock, rocked the shell!
Excuse me... 
I'm not flipping. 
Sorry, Newton. 
You know, I bet we could push Newton over if we were all the same height as Quack. 
How's this?
With a stick, I can push even higher than Quack!
Let's do it!
It's working. 
Keep pushing!
Chirp!
Are you trying to make me do all the work?
Hey!
My stick is stuck. 
Help!
Okay, but after we've unstuck your stick, we need to find a new way to help Newton. 
It's getting looser!
Okay, we got your stick. 
Now, all we have to do is flip... 
How'd you do that?
I didn't, you did -- with your stick!
Thanks. 
You're welcome. 
How'd we do it?
I don't know. 
Newton, you sure come up with interesting ways of looking at things. 
It's always nice to just sit still and think, even when you're upside down. So that's what Peep, Quack and Chirp did. 
They stayed very still and thought big thoughts. 
I wish I knew how we flipped Newton. 
My hat is never going to be the same. 
Look at that!
For as long as Peep and Quack have known Chirp, she's been trying to fly without success. 
Maybe you should rest. 
You've already tried 27 times. 
Twenty-eight. 
Huh... your bottom's getting flat. 
I think you should try something else. 
Like what?
Like swimming. 
Yeah, it's time you learned how to swim. 
It's like flying in water. 
Maybe you're right. 
All right... Getting into the water. 
Now pay attention. 
This is very scientific. 
I'm wet!
Okay, you were saying?
Lesson two: Moving in water. 
Watch closely!
The feet must move without you even thinking; the mind -- a total blank. 
I'm very wet!
I'm very, very wet!
Ugh, I'm wet. 
I'll only learn to swim if I can do it without getting wet. 
That's impossible!
Then forget it. 
There's nothing I hate more than getting wet. 
Whoa!
Wet!
Oh, wet!
Wet!
I hate water!
Yeah, I do!
I'm wet!
I'll never know what fresh cherries taste like if I can't fly up there and get some. 
Hmm, maybe you should look at how other birds fly and then try to do the same thing. 
I never thought of that!
Thanks, Peep. So Chirp set out to discover how other birds fly. 
Quack thought she should start with seagulls, because they make flying look easy. 
See, you're always flapping, but look at that. 
No flapping. 
See what I mean?
Oh!
Whoa, whoa!
At least I'm not wet. 
Chirp, look out!
Okay, try again. 
I think you were flapping, uh... 
I think you were flapping too much, kind of over-flapping, yeah. 
Think "floaty. " I'm floaty. 
I'm floaty. 
I'm floaty, I'm... 
Can we look at a different bird?
Next they studied a hummingbird. 
See, look at those wings go. 
I-I-I don't think you're flapping enough, no. 
Lack of flapping, yeah. 
You're not humming. 
I think my feet are off the ground!
Uh, let's try something else. Peep took them to look at a butterfly. 
You have to get them, uh, back till they touch. 
Yeah, come on, come on. 
Closer in front... closer behind. 
That's it, that's it. 
I am not a butterfly. 
See, just make your wings like a shell and, um... 
No. On their way home, Peep, Chirp and Quack ran into the raccoon, who quickly explained why Chirp was having trouble. Look, there's more to flying than flapping your wings. See?
We call that "forward propulsion. " Pro-what?
You just need someone to throw you. 
No -- that thing doesn't fly, it just glides and... Ah, you're too round. 
You need to act more pointy. 
That's it!
No more!
I'm a little red robin. 
I'm not a seagull or a hummingbird or a butterfly or a bug or a piece of paper. 
How do they do it?
What do grown-up birds have that I haven't got?
A full-grown feather!
Hey!
My hat!
Feathery!
Think feathery!
Did you see that?
You almost flew. 
And I landed on my feet!
You can land!
That's part of flying -- it's the end part. 
Someday I'll be able to do it. 
Then I'll get to taste a really fresh cherry. 
A cherry!
Quack -- hold it right there!
Don't move. You did it!
You flew up and picked the cherry!
I picked it!
I picked a cherry!
Um, are you going to eat that?
Shouldn't we share?
I mean, you know, I did catch it and I don't really want to wait until your feathers grow in. 
I mean, good golly, that could take a long time. 
Well, you know, I mean, who am I to say?
I mean, it's your cherry, right?
But I am your friend -- your very, very best friend. 
Chirp and Quack went to the dump one morning to see what they could see. 
PEEP and Hmm?
The dump was one of their favorite places. 
There were so many things to explore. It's dark in here!
Hi, Chirp!
Hi, Chirp!
This sounds just like a bird. 
Listen. But it was Quack who found the most interesting thing of all... 
Hello?
Another big, blue, handsome duck. 
Ah, well, uh... good day, sir. 
How do you do?
I'm Quack. Quack was pleased to see the duck had good manners, not to mention excellent taste in hats. 
Peep, come and meet the new duck!
Peep is my very good friend. 
Peep, say hi to the duck. 
Hi, duck!
What... 
It's amazing!
There's another chicken, too!
And he looks just like you, Peep!
I know. 
It's funny. 
Hey, Chirp, look at this!
What's going on?
What?
It's amazing!
There's another Chirp, too!
That's not possible. 
Of course it's possible. 
She's right there in front of you. 
Hello. 
Hello?
Hmm. Chirp hopped around to the other side. 
But there was nothing there. 
Or, rather, there was just more dump there. 
Hey, what are you doing?
That's no way to treat a duck!
That's not another duck -- it's you and me and Peep. 
What are you talking about?
How can there be two of me?
You're the real you, and this is a mirror. 
I've heard about them. 
It makes a copy of you. A copy?
Yeah!
It copies everything you do. 
Watch. 
Hey, you're right!
Huh -- it is me. 
Well, what do you know?
Huh!
I'm more handsome than I thought. 
Look at that. 
Oh, boy, I'm nice. 
Nice round feather, hmm, good plume. 
Nice!
Oh, yeah!
We've seen stuff like this before, remember?
Like, uh... like, um... 
Over here!
This makes a copy, too -- only different. 
Ah, nice, very, very nice -- nice-looking duck. 
We look funny. 
We're all squiggly. 
What else makes copies?
I bet that will. 
Our heads are teeny. 
And now we're upside down. 
And backwards!
Quack, come here!
You have to see this!
Uh, in a minute. 
Whoa!
Oh. 
Whoa, whoa, I'm getting dizzy. 
Let's go find some more copy things. 
Okay. 
Hey, Quack, are you coming?
Uh-huh, yup, just a second, uh-uh. Quack was so fascinated by himself that he sat in front of the mirror for hours. 
There you are, Quack. 
Are you ready to go?
Hmm, did you ever notice how when I fluff my feathers they get really fluffy?
Quack, watching you watch yourself is not very exciting. 
Let's go!
Watch this, Peep!
It's almost dark!
But if I go now, how will I know how I look later?
I know. 
Let's take the mirror with us. 
Peep, that's brilliant!
We can take it to my pond and then I can see everything: how I look when I'm swimming, how I look when I'm not swimming... how I just look. 
Okay, help me push it, Peep. 
Come on!
There we go, that's it!
We've got it!
We've got... 
Oh, no!
Okay, there's my hat and my foot... and, well, that's my bottom, and... 
Peep, there isn't room in any of these pieces for all of me. 
I'm sorry, Quack. 
Oh... Quack got to see more of himself when he paddled in his pond, although water just doesn't work as well as a mirror. 
What's the matter, Quack?
You look sad. 
First, my mirror broke. 
And then, my heart broke. 
Don't worry. 
You're still the handsomest duck I ever saw. 
You know, you're right!
I don't need a mirror to tell me that. 
You can tell me that!
There's nothing like a fish for making you feel like a million bucks. 
Once in a while, Quack likes to sit in the shade with Newton, even though the apples give him a headache. 
I'm going to go sit somewhere that won't give me a headache. Don't worry, I understand. 
Hey!
Quack got comfortable in the cool shade of a different tree, until something completely unexpected happened. 
Hmm!
Chirp!
Come on!
Peep!
Oh!
Hey, Peep. 
There. 
Isn't that the weirdest apple you ever saw?
I don't think it's an apple, Quack. 
This is a pine tree. 
Then it must be a pineapple. It's not. 
It's a pinecone. 
Oh!
Do you have to eat everything?
I was only trying to lift it. 
Hey, look!
A pile of practically perfect pineapples!
They're pinecones. 
Untouched by duck mouth. 
But we can't get to them. 
Oh, sure we can. 
I'll just swim over there and haul them back in my duck like way!
No!
You'll wreck them all!
No, I won't. 
Don't. 
Quack. 
How else are you going to get them?
I know. 
Let's go get that boat from Nellie's yard. I'm going to swim right over there and get them all. 
They'll thank me. 
But maybe I shouldn't. 
Yes, maybe I should. 
Maybe I shouldn't. 
Maybe not, maybe so. 
I don't know... 
I'm confused. 
No, I'm not, I'm a duck. 
Maybe I should, but maybe I shouldn't... 
My first tree. 
This is a young beaver's most thrilling moment. 
I feel alive with teeth. Uh, son. 
Got to keep working. Yes. 
Yes, Dad. 
I'm helping. Hey, everyone. 
I think I've found a better spot for our dam. Son, we're moving upstream. 
Son!
Maybe I shouldn't, maybe I should... or I shouldn't. 
Yes. 
No, I shouldn't, but should I?
I don't know. 
Chirp's not the boss of ducks!
Maybe I should, or I shouldn't. 
Maybe I should... no, I shouldn't. 
Huh?
Quack!
I asked you not to go there. 
Did you drink all that water?
How can we get across if there's no water?
Let's see, we could... 
No, that wouldn't work. 
Hey!
How about... no. 
Oh, brother. 
I give up. 
There's no way to cross something if you can't fly or swim. 
What about... like that?
Oh!
Great idea, Peep. 
We need a longer stick than that. 
Boy!
Ducks -- they have no idea what's right. 
Or maybe they do. 
Like I say, ducks are geniuses. 
Whoa... whoa!
We need a stick that won't roll. 
There. 
It won't roll now. 
Pineapples, here I come!
Me first!
You'll wreck them. 
I think we need to make it stronger in the middle. 
Okay, it won't roll... 
And it's strong in the middle. 
Come on. 
Loopy-loo!
Unfortunately, their joy was short-lived because upstream, the dam was breaking. 
These are great pineapples!
They're pinecones. 
I bet I could lift two of them. 
Stop!
Leave them alone!
What's that interesting sound?
Oh, no!
What do we do now?
Our stick is gone!
We can't get across!
Aren't you forgetting?
Yoo-hoo, there's a duck here. 
On the water, a duck is your captain. 
So listen up, sailors. 
Sailors?
Whoa. 
Trust the duck. 
Trust the duck. Quack carefully guided Peep and Chirp to shore. 
Thanks, Quack. 
Oh, thank you, Quack. 
I didn't even get wet. 
You didn't break them!
I'm sorry I didn't trust you earlier. And so the three friends finally got to enjoy their new pineapples. They're pinecones!
Right. 
I knew that. 
Hooray!
Yippee!
It was a fine fall afternoon and Peep and Chirp were playing their new favorite game. 
This is fun. 
We should ask another turtle to play with us. 
Then we wouldn't have to take turns. 
Oh... 
I haven't seen another turtle in years. 
I think I'm the only one left. 
But you're not!
We know another turtle. 
Her name is Willow and she lives under a tree, just like you. 
Well, my goodness. 
How delightful. 
I wonder if she's as old as I am. 
How old are you?
I don't really know. 
But when I was young, this tree and I were the same height. 
Hmm... really?
Really. 
I was rather dashing back then. 
It would be nice to meet someone who remembers those days. 
What are we waiting for?
We'll introduce you!
Um... where does she live, again?
Just over the hill. 
Mm-hmm. 
Past the sunflowers and the hollow log. I'm afraid that's too far for me. 
Well, um... what if you met in the middle -- halfway?
Then it wouldn't be too far for either one of you. Newton thought that was a great idea. 
So Peep and Chirp headed over the hill to talk to Willow. They told her about Newton and asked if she wanted to meet him halfway. I'd love to. 
But where is halfway, exactly?
We still need to figure that out. 
Well, if you two can direct us, I'd be pleased to meet your friend. So Peep and Chirp made a plan. 
Peep would pretend to be Willow and Chirp would pretend to be Newton. 
You stay here, and I'll go back to Newton's tree. 
When I get there, I'll turn around and then the both of us will start walking. 
Okay?
Okay. 
See you halfway!
Chirp must be there by now, don't you think?
I really couldn't say. 
She probably is. 
I'd better start walking. 
Bye!
Peep was a little too eager. 
Chirp hadn't gotten to Newton's tree yet. 
Willow wants to meet you. 
She wants to meet you halfway. 
Ooh!
This is so exciting. 
But Peep and I are going to figure out where halfway is, first. 
In fact, I have to go now. 
We're supposed to... 
Is this halfway?
No -- you must have started too soon. 
If we're going to meet in the middle, we have to start at the same time. 
But how will we do that?
You need someone to yell "go". Yeah, somebody loud. 
Somebody really loud.
Quack!
What?
We have a job for you. 
Hi, Quack!
Hi!
Are you ready?
Go!
Thanks to Quack, the birds started walking at the same time. 
But Chirp was moving faster than Peep. 
Hmm. Hey!
Is this halfway?
It can't be. 
I was probably going faster than you. 
If only we were both turtles. 
Then we would walk at the same speed. Hmm... Hey!
Here's what Peep and Chirp discovered. 
Two turtles will automatically meet halfway as long as they start at the same time and walk at the same speed. 
Are you ready?
If I were any more ready, I'd pop out of my shell. 
Quack's going to shout "go!"
My toes are just tingling. 
Wait right here. 
Quack, we're waiting!
Huh?
Oh, uh, yup. 
Oh, okay, I'm, uh... 
Here we go. 
Go!
Go, Willow, you can do it!
Go, go, go!
No, not napping, not napping... not, nap, not, not... 
All right, Newton!
Good job!
You're doing great!
Go, go, go!
And so the hours crept by. 
Quack slept, the turtles crept. 
Peep and Chirp ran themselves ragged. 
Yay... Go, Willow. Finally... finally, the two turtles met. Hello. 
Um... your name wouldn't be Willow, by any chance?
It is. 
Hello. 
You must be Newton. 
Uh, this might seem like an odd question, but do you remember when that apple tree -- the one back there -- was a sapling?
I think I do. 
In fact, I remember when it grew its first apple. Oh, it was so round and red and a little bit of yellow. You don't say. 
I tasted that apple. 
It fell right on my head. 
And I don't remember... In no time at all, Newton and Willow felt like old friends. 
Peep, Quack and Chirp were very happy for them, or they would be, just as soon as they woke up. 
When Peep first saw the small, round, yellow flower, he liked it immediately because it looked just like him. 
But when he went to see it, he discovered it wasn't a little flower close to home, but a great big flower, far, far away. 
It's beautiful. Peep loved the flower so much that he went to see it every day. It was a long way but Peep thought it was worth it. 
Stop!
What are doing?
Don't hurt my flower. 
I'm not hurting it. 
I'm just eating the seeds -- sunflower seeds, mmm, mmm, mmm!
Sunflower. But be careful, it might break. 
If it breaks, you can grow a new one. 
Grow a sunflower?
How?
From a seed, like this. 
Really?
Can I keep this?
Sure. 
Thank you. Hmm... What are you doing?
The big bird told me there's a sunflower in this seed. 
But I don't know how to get it out. 
Peep, a big flower couldn't fit in there. 
She must have been joking. 
Really?
I thought I could have my very own sunflower. Hey... 
If you're not using that seed, can I eat it?
Sure. 
You know, it wasn't very nice telling Peep there's a flower in there. 
He believed you. 
It doesn't just pop out. 
You have to plant it. 
Wait, what do you mean, "plant it"?
Plant it. 
You know -- put it under dirt, then, wait. 
So Peep planted the seed. 
Quack supervised. 
Dig a little more. 
Okay, little more, little more. 
Good. 
Okay, put it under dirt. 
Then, wait. 
Why are you staring at dirt?
I planted a sunflower seed and we're waiting for the sunflower. 
Did you water it?
No. 
Seeds can't grow without water. 
Be right back. The three birds waited... and waited... and waited... until... 
Well, this is as long as any duck can wait. 
Call me if anything happens. 
Bye. 
Me, too. 
Sorry, Peep. Peep refused to give up. 
Hmm. That's when he discovered that waiting is one of the hardest things to do. 
Hmm. Peep watered and waited for days... and days... and days and days and days and days and days and days and days... Until Quack and Chirp began to worry. 
Nothing is ever going to grow. 
Peep is wasting his whole life staring at dirt. 
How can we help him?
We have to dig up that seed and eat it, so he'll give up. 
Eat it?
I hear they're delicious. 
It's for his own good. 
You distract him, I'll eat it. 
I can't find it. 
Where did he bury it?
Hey!
What are you doing?
It's for your own good, Peep. 
Did he bury it by this green thing?
Oh!
That's it!
My seed, it's growing!
QUACK and Ooh!
Hey!
Now that they'd seen it growing, Quack and Chirp helped Peep care for the little seedling. 
They had to water it every day for days and days and days and... 
A long time, yeah. A long time. 
And during that time, leaves grew and the flower got taller. 
And every day, it became more and more like... 
A big, giant, beautiful sunflower. 
We did it!
And you wanted to dig it up and eat it. 
That wasn't me, that was you. 
I wish I had one just like it. 
I'll save the seeds and you can plant your own. 
I hear those seeds are delicious. 
See, I knew you were the one who wanted to eat it. 
I'm pretty sure it was you. 
You said, "We have"... 
Me?
You're the one who eats everything. 
It's dancing. 
Look!
It was a perfect morning, just right for... 
Snake!
What?
What is it?
Are you okay?
There. 
Over there. 
A snake!
Uh, Quack... 
I don't mind sharing my pond with fish, but a snake is... 
Quack!
What?
That's not a snake. 
It's a stick. 
Of course it's a stick pretending to be a snake. 
I didn't know you were scared of snakes, Quack. 
Me?
I am not afraid of snakes. 
It's just... you know how snakes are. 
They sneak up on you and... and... and tickle your feet. 
I'm pretty sure snakes don't do that. 
You clearly don't know snakes. 
Anyway... we have to get rid of it. 
I'll just pull you out of the ground so you can't scare ducks. 
Whoa!
Okay... 
I'll dig you out. 
Peep, lend me a foot, please. 
This is a really big stick. 
Are you sure you want to dig it up?
Of course I'm sure. 
It was bothering me, wasn't it?
This must be the biggest stick in the world. 
You could be right, which makes this an amazing discovery and me an amazing discoverer. 
I'll be famous. 
You think so?
Definitely. 
Everybody loves big-stick stories. And so, using a digging stick, little bird toes and big duck feet, the three friends dug and dug and dug, and dug and dug and dug and dug. Hey, be careful with those feet. 
That's not a snake, is it?
I don't think so. 
Sorry, but we're digging up the world's biggest stick. Sounds exciting, but I feel I speak for all earthworms when I say, "Please dig carefully. 
We live here. " Mm-hmm. 
You live in dirt?
Why?
Because we eat dirt. 
And then we like to move it around. 
So it's just very convenient. 
Bye. So once again the three friends dug and dug and dug and dug... until... 
Look, a tunnel!
Hello, down there!
Hello, up there!
The power of duck feet!
The power of mole feet!
Howdy. 
Moe's my name, and digging tunnels is my game. 
Hi, I'm Peep, and this is Chirp and Quack. 
Aren't you the ones digging up the world's biggest stick?
Yes, that's right. 
How did you know?
I can't see very well, but I have great hearing, and one of you is very loud. 
I am not loud!
I'm exuberant. Well, anyhoo, all play and no hole makes for one homeless mole. 
Ciao. Once more the three friends dug and dug. 
Hey, I found a berry. 
Let me take a look. Round. 
Check. 
Small. 
Check. 
Yep, that's a berry, all right. 
Who wants to play berry?
Me!
Me!
Not me!
Hmm?
A talking berry?
Could this be -- dare I say it -- another amazing discovery?
I'm not a talking berry. 
I'm a pill bug. 
Why were you rolled up like that?
For protection. 
See my shell?
It's hard as a rock. 
Keeps me safe. 
Well, sorry to disturb you, but we're digging up this stick because Quack is afraid of snakes. 
I am not!
Well, anyway, we have to dig it up. Good luck. By now, Peep, Quack and Chirp were hot and tired, so they were very happy when the stick led them into the shade of Newton's tree. I think our stick is stuck to Newton's tree. 
Really?
Well, we'll have to dig up the tree, then. We're going to need a couple more ducks for that. 
Quack, we can't dig up Newton's tree. 
Well, I can't live with a snake. 
I mean I could, but I don't want to. 
It's not a snake. 
It's a stick. It's not a stick or a snake. 
It's a root. Huh?
It brings water to my tree. 
But I thought roots were under the ground. Hmm... 
We kind of made a mess, didn't we?
Don't blame me. 
Blame that snake. And so it turned out to be a perfect afternoon, just right for covering a root with dirt. 
Come on, Quack. 
We have to undig all our digging. 
When we get to your pond, we can bury the snake... uh, stick... uh, root... under a rock or something. 
"Is a duck's work never done?" the duck asked. 
Peep and his friends are having a great time playing a new game. 
Right here, right now. 
You're seeing it!
It's a game they discovered just the other day, when they were playing follow-the-leader. I'm tired of this game!
I can't imagine any game being better than follow-the-duck!
Peep, what other game can... 
Peep?
Peep!
Chirp and Quack looked high and low for their little yellow friend. 
Peep?
Hmm. Peep?
Whoa...!
Peep?
Hey, I just saw... 
We were looking for you, Peep. 
We couldn't find you anywhere. 
I was just between these two rocks watching a butterfly. 
Hmm... It was then that they all realized the same thing. 
We've just discovered a game that no one on earth has ever thought of before!
Go away, Peep, and we'll try to find you again. 
Yippee!
Oh, this is going to be so much fun!
Hi!
It wasn't so much fun this time. 
Yeah. 
I wonder why. Hmm... 
Let's try again, only this time, I'll look for you. 
No, still no fun. 
Are we doing something wrong?
If Quack... 
Hey!
Where's Quack?
They'll never find me. 
Nobody hides like a duck -- nobody. Hmm?
We found you!
I could find a better place than that to hide. 
Better than a duck?
Go ahead and try. 
I'll find you!
Aw, how'd you find me?
The flowers are round and I'm round. 
Easy -- but where's Peep?
He's right here!
How could you find me and not see him?
I don't know, but... but where?
I mean... I mean, all I see is yellow. 
Wow, if you hide in your own color, it kind of makes you really hard to find. They played the game again, and this time Peep was "it". 
Chirp quickly found a good place for a red bird to hide. 
Hmm. But Quack couldn't find anything blue enough. 
Found you!
Nothing is blue like me except the sky!
And it'd be hard to hide behind the sky. 
I don't even know if the sky has a behind. 
Of course, it must have a behind -- everything has a behind. 
Come on!
Where are you going?
Nobody hides better than a duck!
Quack hid behind the ball for a long time. 
Maybe too long. 
My feet are cramped. 
I'm cramped. 
Maybe I should just give up. 
I guess Quack wins. 
Keep looking. 
No way that duck can play this game better than us!
Oh, yeah?
A duck never gives up. 
I'll play this game forever and ever... and ever and ever and...!
And ever. Nothing tickles a duck more than a ladybug walking on his foot. 
Hey, there's a dent in this sand shaped like a duck face. 
Quack's been here. 
Quack must be far away by now. 
You go that way and I'll go... 
Is this National Fall on a Friend Day?
We found you, Quack!
Only because that ladybug made me laugh!
I demand a rematch!
Okay, we'll play again tomorrow. 
Yahoo!
And that's how Peep and his friends invented hide-and-seek. 
Boo!
The game's not over yet. I'm the best hide-and-seeker there is. Oh, I don't know about that... 
Aha!
I found you all!
No, you didn't!
Now I just have to find that chameleon. 
Okay, here we go. 
I'm a duck, I can handle this. 
The pressure is hot -- it's heavy in here, but I can feel it. 
Here, chameleon!
Hello!
Oh, boy, this is going to be tough. 
But I am a duck, and I can handle it. 
Where is the chameleon?
Chameleon?
I want to be a chameleon... 
Hello, chameleon?
Yellow, my favorite color!
Oh, Peep, let me show you. 
You have to kick it just right. 
Hey!
It turned red!
How did it do that?
Let's try something else. 
Hey!
Now it's brown... and now it's red!
Oh!
Everything Peep and Chirp put in the paint came out bright red... Including Peep. 
Peep, what are you doing?
Whoa!
Hey!
You look just like me!
I know!
Let's go show Quack!
Hello, Chirp!
Hello... other Chirp. 
No, Quack, it's me, Peep!
Huh?
You can't fool me. 
Peep is yellow. 
Peep was yellow. 
Now he's red. 
No, I don't believe it. 
I won't believe it, not until I hear it from Peep himself. 
Huh!
Quack, it's me!
I'm red. 
No, I want to hear it from the real Peep, not some red impostor. 
Come on, I'll show you. 
See?
I turned red, and so can you!
I can't -- I can't, I can't, I can't. 
Can't -- can't, can't. 
Try one foot. 
Well!
Ha!
I'll be a monkey's uncle!
Peep, Quack!
Look at this!
They're beautiful!
You know what?
I want to be blue!
Your turn, Quack. 
Pick a color. 
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Who said I'm changing color?
I was born blue, I was raised blue, and, by golly, I'm going to stay blue. 
Oh, yeah, mm-hmm. 
Quack, I've never known how to say this, but sometimes you look kind of... uh, purple. 
Purple?
Me?
Ridiculous -- ha. 
Maybe you're just a special shade of blue. 
He's purple. 
I heard that. 
I am not purple, okay?
I am blue -- blue. 
Uh-oh. 
I'm yellow!
I'm sorry, Quack, but you do look nice in yellow. 
Hmm?
Well, you have a point. 
I... uh... 
I do look nice, don't I?
You know, I have an idea. 
Follow me. Chirp thought it would be fun to try and fool some of their friends. Hmm?
Hello, Newton!
Hello, Chirp. 
No, I'm Chirp!
But you... you look like... 
Like me?
I'm going back to bed. 
Hi, Raccoon. 
Uh, where did I put those glasses?
Hmm... 
She'll never guess who you are. Hmm?
Hello, Peep. Why are you covered in red paint?
How did you know it was me?
Dogs know everything. It was getting late, and Peep, Chirp and Quack decided it was time to go back to their old colors. 
It's fun being different, but it's nice to go to bed as plain old you. 
Orange!
I'm orange!
And you're green!
I don't like this. 
Something funny's going on!
Just as I thought. 
What?
What did you think?
That I'd be green?
Leaves are green. 
Grass is green. 
Frogs are green. 
I'm frog-colored!
No, I think the old paint and the new paint mixed together and made new colors. 
Well, that's all fine and dandy, but I want my old color back. 
Aah!
Now I look like a sick frog!
If I can't be yellow, I won't feel like Peep anymore. 
It's not so bad, Peep. 
A lot of things change color -- leaves and grass and the sky at night. 
Oh... oh!
I tried them all, and now I'm brown -- like mud!
Chirp, this is all your fault. 
How is it my fault?
I don't know, it just is. 
I'm going home. 
A brown duck -- no, thank you. 
I was born blue I was raised blue, lovely, enchanting duck blue. 
Blue duck, that's me. 
Oh, boy, whoever heard of a big, brown duck?
Impossible!
Although bears are brown, but they don't have beaks. 
I wonder how they feel about that. 
Quack, you're purple again!
I mean blue!
The water must have washed it off!
Look at that!
I'm a duck again!
Oh...!
Oh, well, what are you waiting for?
Come on in!
We can't swim, Quack. 
Oh, uh... oh, right. 
Oh, that's true. Ha!
Wait a minute -- don't move a feather. 
I mean, thanks, Quack. 
It's working!
Look, you guys, stand still. And that's our lesson for today: It's fun to be different, but it's even more fun being blue. 
And red. 
And yellow. 
This is Peep. 
And this is the big wide world he sees every day. 
Hmm... But once upon a time, the world he saw looked like this... 
Peep!
Peep began exploring the minute he was out of his egg. The first thing he ran into was Quack the duck. 
Hmm... Quack. 
Peep. Chirp introduced herself soon after. 
Chirp!
Peep was lucky to have friends who could teach him all about the big wide world. 
That's a hummingbird. 
And that's a Peep. 
And this is a tree. 
Birds fly high, way up, and sit on the branches. 
She's humming that a cat climbed up the tree this morning, and it's still there. 
What's a cat?
Don't let it see you. 
Come here. 
What's a cat?
A cat is a terrible thing. 
It hides in the dark where it can't be seen, and it watches you from the shadows. 
It moves so quietly that a bird never knows it's sneaking up. 
What does it do then?
It opens its mouth wide. 
A cat has more teeth than I can count. 
And makes that awful cat sound, like a "Meow!" Meow!
Like that. 
She's saying, "Don't forget the claws. " A cat has long claws that stick out of huge paws... 
And swat at you as you fly. 
A cat also has two gigantic hind legs that it uses to spring long distances. 
With legs and claws like that, it's easy for the cat to jump into trees and scare innocent birds. 
Wow, I sure hope I never meet a cat. 
QUACK and Cat!
Hey, you, furry guy!
Look out for the cat!
What?
What's Peep doing?
Peep!
Don't let the cat know we're here. 
We have to save Peep. 
You're making my hat flat. 
A cat just came down from the tree. 
Did you see it?
It's me. 
I'm the cat. 
You should be running away now. 
You're not a cat. 
You're nice and soft. I'm not nice. 
I'm a cat. 
You're supposed to be scared of me. 
You're funny. 
What are you really?
Are you a bear?
No!
I'm a cat. 
Meow. 
Okay, here's the plan: you run around, behind the cat, while I save Peep. 
No, no, no, no, no. 
I have a much better plan. Hmm... But you don't look like a cat. I look exactly like a cat. 
See?
Tail, paws, whiskers. 
Show me your teeth. Nope. 
Totally different. 
You hardly have any teeth at all. 
Plus, a cat is supposed to slink around silently. 
You hit the ground like a big lump. You want slinky?
Watch this. 
And a cat has giant claws. 
Then all we have to do is grow 17 ears of corn. 
Is that a unicorn?
Uh-huh. 
We only need one for the plan to work. 
Four would be better, though. 
Those little things?
They're not scary at all. I tell you I am a cat. 
Name anything a cat does and I'll do it. 
Well, a cat can leap right to the top of a tree. 
Let's see you do that. No problem. 
Peep, get away!
That's the cat!
Really?
Are you sure?
Huh!
Some things in this world are so surprising. Hey, how about this?
I did it!
I guess you're right. 
You are a cat!
You know it, and you should be very afraid. 
You know, maybe that cat is not so scary after all. Where are you going?
Hey!
Come back here!
Meow!
I can't get down!
So that's the story of how Peep met Tom the cat and discovered that some things aren't at all the way you imagine them. 
Maybe we should start rounding up unicorns. 
You know, just in case we need my plan again. 
There's no such thing as a unicorn, Quack. 
Of course there is. 
If there wasn't, then my plan wouldn't make any sense. 
Silly Chirp. 
Chirp and Quack walked home after a long day of exploring, Quack talked about his favorite subject -- ducks. 
I can't think of one thing in the whole world that's bluer or faster than a duck like me. 
Quack, you may be blue, but I don't think you're very fast. 
Not fast?
Would you like to race me with those little feet of yours?
Okay. 
I knew you wouldn't. 
You will?
All right, then. 
Let's race. 
Where are you going?
We're racing in the pond, right?
You know I can't swim. 
No fair. 
Well, what's fair?
Hmm... Chirp decided to ask Peep, because Peep is always fair. 
Hey, wait!
But Peep didn't know what was a fair race between Quack, who swam well, and Chirp, who hopped well. 
So he went to ask some other animals what they thought. 
He thinks a fair race would have climbing and leaping. A fair race needs hopping -- lots and lots of hopping, up and down hills, especially. I think you should race in dark tunnels. A race needs to be in water, and on land and in water, and on land. 
And then they should chew down a tree. 
Like that. The animals could only agree on one thing -- they all thought they were faster than a duck. 
The race starts here. 
You'll run down there, touch the bay, run up the sand slope, into the rabbit tunnel, over the rocks, down the grassy hill, up the seesaw and across Quack's pond. 
The finish line is over there. 
Does that sound fair to everyone?
Yes. 
Are you racing, Newton?
Me?
Well, yep. 
On your mark, get set, go!
Ooh, here I am, hopping. 
Ooh!
Ooh, hopping, hopping!
Am I going to win and stuff?
Oops, I forgot I was in a race. 
Quack!
Whoa!
Whoa... whoa... whoa!
Look at these feet. 
They can run on anything. Whoa!
Nice going. 
Hey!
Excuse me. 
Excuse me, please. 
Could you just... 
Quack. Oof!
Sorry, Quack. 
It's so dark in here. 
Hmm... This is tough for sailors and beavers. 
These rocks are all high and dry and stuff. 
Come on. You had better go around me. 
Thank you. The rabbit was in the lead, but because she hadn't listened to the directions, she ran the wrong way. 
That left the squirrel, followed by Squeak, followed by Quack... 
Followed by the ant. Aah!
Chirp was last, except, of course, for Newton. 
I'll never catch up. 
Oh, my!
Did you quit the race?
I'm winning!
I'm winning!
We're stuck. 
Look at that drop. 
Don't tell me how far down it is. 
Stop!
You'll shake us all off!
What's happening?
What's going on?
Why'd everybody stop and stuff?
I knew you couldn't beat me. 
I knew it. 
I am beating you. 
All that's left is crossing my pond. 
Nobody beats me at crossing my own pond. 
Nobody!
I told you. 
I'm going to win!
No, you're not. 
We have a winner!
The fastest animal is Newton. 
I'm still faster than you. On water, anyway. 
Maybe, but you're not as fast as a turtle. So that's how Newton became known as the fastest animal around. 
I bet you never guessed that ending. 
You can say that again!
One spring morning, Peep, Chirp and Quack were all standing on a branch having a marvelous time. 
I am so bored. Okay, Peep and Chirp were having a marvelous time. 
Quack was... 
Bored!
Watching squirrels, ants, falling leaves, I get, but eggs?
I mean, please. 
Hmm?
Bored. 
They're getting ready to hatch. 
Aw, it's so tiny. 
It looks like a baby me. 
Oh, that's the most amazing thing I've ever seen. 
Look at that, he's talking to me. 
Hello, little guy. 
It's me, Quack. 
I'll be your Quack, your very first duck. 
Can you do that?
Quack was so amazed by what he'd seen that he couldn't stop talking about it. 
Incredible. 
Did you see how he just smiled at me?
If I didn't know better, I'd say he was a duck. 
Where do eggs come from anyway?
From birds. 
So birds come from eggs and eggs come from birds?
Uh... yeah. 
Now, that doesn't make any sense, Chirp. 
But that's okay, you're too young to know better. 
Hey!
You want to know where eggs come from?
They come from cartons, like that one. 
There aren't any eggs in here. Oh, hang on. Here you go, a genuine, all-white, leather duck egg. 
Not too many of these around. 
A duck egg, in white leather. 
It's just what I've always wanted. Really?
It's yours -- catch. 
Be careful. 
Come back, little duck, come back. 
Come on, come on to Papa. What are you doing?
What does it look like?
I'm making a nest. 
Are you trying to hatch that thing?
Of course. 
You know, I'm not even sure it's an egg. 
Nonsense. 
Think it's ready?
Quack, you have to be patient. 
I am patient. 
How about now?
I think you need to wait a long time. 
Maybe I'm sitting on it wrong. 
It's gone... gone. 
Tell me, Peep, who will I give my wisdom to?
Who will sit by my knee in the twilight of my years?
You know, bouncing on my knee. 
Oh, Quack, maybe we can find you a new egg. 
A new egg -- that's it. 
Let's go!
Here, egg. 
Quack, look at this. 
It's white and round, and it's the right size. 
Ouch -- it's hard as a rock. 
That's because it is a rock. 
Hey, check this out. 
It's white, round, egg-shaped. 
Huh, huh?
Be careful, that's a balloon. 
How about this?
It's white and round, and it's not a rock and it's not a balloon. 
Hmm... it's a duck egg for sure. 
Let's get it back to the nest -- quick. 
Hold on. 
I've never seen an egg with red lines like that. 
It's no use. 
I'll never find an egg. 
I've looked everywhere. 
Hmm... hey, Quack. 
Face it, I'm egg-less. 
Quack!
I'll never find a white, round, smallish thing that's not a rock or a balloon and doesn't have red lines on it -- never, never, never. 
An egg!
It's an egg all right, but I don't know if it's a duck egg. 
Of course it's a duck egg. 
What else could it be?
Ah, before you know it, I'll be teaching Quack, Jr. all about life in the big pond. 
I'm bored. 
Bored, bored, bored, bor... 
What?
Peep, Chirp -- wake up. 
It's hatching. 
Stand back, give him room. 
Hello, Baby Quack. 
How's my little Baby Quack?
Whoa, wait, wait, young duck. 
Before you go near the water, you need to learn about... 
Um, Quack?
You see, son, a duck's life is not easy. 
It requires strength, discipline and big, flat feet. 
Quack, that's not a duck. 
What do you mean?
I hatched it, didn't I?
But he doesn't have feathers or a bill or a hat. 
Give the kid some time. 
Hey, come back here, son. 
I need to pass on my wisdom. 
Quack, he has four legs and a shell on his back. 
He's a turtle. 
A turtle?
All that work and I hatched a turtle?
It was a good try, Quack. 
Well, at least I learned where turtles come from. 
Where's that?
From ducks, yeah. 
What are you talking about?
Turtles don't come from ducks. 
They come from eggs. 
So turtles come from eggs and eggs come from turtles?
One morning, Peep, Quack and Chirp discovered something very odd. 
Okay, stay behind the duck, everyone. 
It looks dangerous. 
Did you hear that?
It jingles. Did you say "jingles"?
Let me see that. 
Ugh. What are you talking about?
There's no jingle. 
Now, I have something that makes an incredible sound. 
Well, it's fascinating, at least, to the smarter animals. 
But what is it?
Yeah, they're very rare, very unusual to find one. 
Wow!
Can we see it?
Well... it's in my secret-private-treasure storage area. 
You'll have to walk very far and climb very high. 
That's okay. 
We were made for climbing. 
Let's go. Actually they weren't made for climbing at all, but that's a minor detail. Oh, look at this place. 
They've ruined my organization. 
There we go. 
Come on up. 
I'll, um... 
I'll just keep an eye on things down here. 
Hey, watch out. 
That was close. Hey, look, it's a straight line to the top. 
And it's easy to walk in. 
Come on, Peep. I'm sure I put it next to the envelopes. 
What does it look like?
Oh, believe me, you'll recognize it. 
Yeah, yeah, you won't be able to miss it. 
Come on, Peep. 
We have to help find the thing. 
You too, Quack. 
Uh, watch and learn, Peep. 
Watch and learn. 
Peep, Quack!
Get out of the way!
You know, a nice pond does not have these problems. 
Quack, you're doing great. 
You're almost there. 
Whatever you do, don't look down. 
Peep, look out!
Peep. 
Are you all right?
Wow... that was great. 
Try it. 
I'm not kidding. 
It's the most fun, fun thing ever. 
Okay, why not?
Peep, Quack and Chirp took turns sliding down the old gutter pipe. 
Oh, yeah!
The raccoon, meanwhile, kept up a relentless search for the thing, you know, the hoozy-whatzit. 
Oh... I give up. 
Everything slides down, but nothing slides up. 
That's true. 
You've discovered a flaw in the system. 
Watch. 
No matter how hard I try, I can't slide up. Whoa!
Put me down. No fair. 
I wanted to slide. 
I don't think you can anymore. 
That's right. 
One end has to be higher. Like this?
Yes. 
Higher. 
My turn. 
Faster. 
Oops. 
Is everyone okay?
Yes, but I have a thing or two to say to that raccoon. I found it. 
Come here. 
Yep. 
But it's just a squeak toy. 
A what?
A squeak toy. 
Nellie has one. 
Oh, well, got to go. 
Catch you later. 
That was a lot of work for nothing. 
At least we got to slide. 
Now, that's what I call a whatchamacallit. 
Quack was playing in the beaver pond one day when he noticed something surprising. 
Don't any fish live in this pond?
What's a fish?
I don't know. 
I asked you. 
Well, they're the... you know, they... in the... under the wet and swimmy with the things that they push with and, uh... and the tails, and they wiggle. 
Come to my pond tomorrow and see for yourself. 
It'll be me, you and all the fish. Like a party?
Yeah, yeah, a big fish party. 
See you then. Wow, my first fish party. 
I'm growing up so fast. 
Wait!
How do I get to your pond?
The quickest way is to walk through here, over the thing and past the stuff. Okay, I'll be there. The minute he got home, Quack told the fish about tomorrow's party. Wow!
We're going to meet a beaver!
What's a beaver?
They're the, you know, with a tail and the, uh... and the chewing and the. 
You know, like that. 
You'll meet him. 
I mean, then you'll know. First thing next morning, the young beaver set out from his lodge while Quack waited... and waited. 
Hi, Quack. 
Hi, Peep. And waited. I guess that, uh, beaver kid, uh, didn't want to come. Why don't you go to his place and ask what happened?
Nah, why would I go and... 
Hey, that's a good idea. Big Blue Sailor!
Well, why didn't you come to my pond?
I walked and walked until my feet got sore and stuff. But I couldn't find it. 
How could you not find it?
I find it every day. I did what you said. 
I passed stuff -- a bat cave and a foxhole. 
That's the wrong stuff. 
You don't see that stuff on the way to my pond. Well, what's the right stuff?
Hmm... Quack tried to remember what he saw. 
Uh, let's see. 
Uh, I saw a green grasshopper and clouds shaped like, uh... ooh, uh, twisty lines and, yeah... oh, my feet, my feet!
Dinner!
Coming!
I'll look for that stuff and I'll be at your pond tomorrow morning. 
Bye!
The next day, Quack waited and waited... until he couldn't wait anymore. 
What's the matter?
Can't you follow directions?
I did. 
I followed clouds and grasshoppers, but I couldn't find you or your feet. 
I met some nice rabbits, though. 
Clouds?
Grasshoppers?
Feet?
You have to find your way using things that don't move. 
Here, I'll show you. 
That looks like Quack's pond and that looks like the beaver lodge. 
Right. 
What big things did we pass on the way from there to here?
Um, the rock... then the tree. 
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ask me, ask me!
Quack?
Peep's can. 
Am I not brilliant?
Oh, now I see exactly how to get there. 
Thanks, Red Round. The next morning, Quack prepared the fish once more. 
The fish don't believe it. 
They voted that there's no such thing as a beaver. 
I sure hope the kid makes it this time. 
Whoa... whoa... whoa!
Shouldn't he be here by now?
Whoa!
There's supposed to be a rock here. 
Now I'm lost again and stuff. This can't be Peep's can. 
It wasn't shaped like this. Peep's can!
There it is!
How weird is that?
He's not coming!
How am I going to break it to the fish?
Quack. Blue Duck, I found you!
You made it!
Come on and meet the fish!
Come on, Beaver!
Quack and Beaver Boy swam and played all day long. 
Quack. And when it was time to go home, the fish got an invitation to swim in the beaver pond. 
Fish can't come to your pond. 
Fish can't leave the water, and they can't walk. 
Nope, can't walk, can't. They don't have to leave the water. 
They can just swim up this stream. Huh?
Your pond is connected to this pond?
Yeah. 
So why'd you walk and get lost instead of just swimming here?
You told me to walk. 
Bye!
See you!
I guess this just goes to prove something... but I don't know what. 
It was a quiet afternoon, and everyone was busy. 
Quack was napping... and Chirp was practicing her flying. 
So Peep was all alone. 
Hi, clouds!
Peep thought he might try and make some new friends. 
Hi, rock. 
Hi, yellow flower. 
Hi, spider web. 
Hi, walking... stick?
A walking stick?
Look at that!
Hello, there. 
A walking, talking stick?
I have to tell Quack!
Don't go anywhere, okay?
I'll be right back. 
Okay. 
Quack, wake up!
Wake up, wake up, wake up!
Where... what's going on?
Hello?
You have to come see this!
I found a walking, talking stick!
Oh, a stick, huh?
Oh, does it quack?
I don't know. 
Does it swim?
I don't know. 
Sorry, not interested. 
But, Quack, you have to be interested!
It's amazing!
You've never seen anything like it!
Peep can be very persuasive. 
You have to, you have to!
So Quack finally roused himself and went to see the stick. 
Hi, stick. 
This is my friend Quack. Hi. 
Welcome back. 
You're right, Peep. 
It does talk -- hmm!
Hey, stick, say something funny. 
I got up from my nap just to hear you. 
Okay, go. 
Here's something funny. 
I'm not a stick -- I'm a caterpillar. 
Now he tells us. 
A caterpillar!
What's that?
Obviously, a caterpillar is a stick that can walk, talk and, uh, eat. 
You're right!
And boy, is he good at it. Peep and Quack thoroughly enjoyed watching the caterpillar eat... and eat... and eat. 
Well... this has been a huge thrill, but I've uh... 
I've got to go, yeah. 
Um, bye. 
Bye, Quack!
He seems like a nice guy. 
Yes, he's a very nice guy. 
So, is this pretty much what you do?
Eat?
Yep. 
Pretty much. Peep decided to keep his new friend company. 
It's nice being somebody's company, even if nobody says very much. 
Thanks. 
There you are, Peep. 
Want to see me almost fly?
In a minute, okay?
I'm watching a caterpillar, and it's really exciting!
Really?
Uh... Um, Peep?
I'm sorry, but I have to go. 
But call me when those milkweed seeds fly. 
They do, you know -- they fly!
Really?
When?
Milkweed seeds fly?
Yep... eventually... so I hear. It was a warm day. 
Peep was excited, but he was also a little sleepy. A long time later, in the late afternoon, Peep awoke and heard nothing. 
I don't hear any more chomping. 
Hey, Caterpillar!
How come you stopped eat... 
Caterpillar?
Where are you?
We thought your caterpillar might like to try a new food. 
It's too late. 
He's gone. 
Hey, look. 
What's this weird green thing?
Maybe the caterpillar is in there. 
Caterpillar?
Are you in there?
Oh, well. 
I guess he had to go somewhere. Time passed -- several weeks, in fact -- and the weird green thing became a weird brown thing. 
Then, one day late in the summer, Peep and Chirp came back. 
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven... 
Tell me when I should come and find you, Chirp!
But stay quiet, okay?
You weren't quiet. 
Peep, look!
The weird green thing is a weird brown thing -- and it moved!
It's not moving. Hmm?
Look -- it's a butterfly. 
A beautiful butterfly!
Hi, Peep. 
I've missed you. 
How did you know my name?
It's me, the caterpillar. 
Remember?
But where is he?
Where's the caterpillar?
You're looking at him!
It's me!
I was a caterpillar, and now I'm a butterfly. 
A butterfly!
I'm friends with a butterfly!
Good-bye, Peep. 
Good-bye?
Whoa...!
Oh!
Where are you going?
To a place called "south. " South?
That's where birds go!
Then I'll see you there!
Bye, Peep!
Things change when enough time passes. 
Caterpillars fly, leaves fly, and yes, even milkweed seeds fly. 
And so will Chirp someday... but we'll save that for another story. 
It was early in the morning, and Peep, Quack and Chirp were trying to think up a new adventure. 
This is too much thinking. 
Besides, there's nothing new we can do. 
We've done everything, right?
You know, Quack, for once you might be right. 
Playground, dump, beaver dam, woods -- we've explored the whole wide world!
Well, since we're all out of adventures... 
I think I'll just go to Green Island for a little nap, you know. 
See you. 
Wait!
Green Island!
We've never gone there, Chirp!
You're right!
I forgot!
We still have one adventure left. 
It's an incredible place, that's for sure. 
But you can't go. 
That's really sad. All right, then, um... 
I'm off. 
So, uh, bye. Wait!
What?
You have to help us get there. 
But how?
You can't swim, remember?
Or fly. 
There's just no way for you to get to Green Island, Chirp. 
I'm very, very... 
Hey!
You can take us!
Quack really wanted to help his friends. 
He really did. 
All right. 
This is a job that requires absolute precision and split-second timing. 
So when I say "jump," you... 
Stop!
Hey!
You can't... 
Water, water, water!
Better. 
Well, that settles it, I suppose. 
Uh, I can't take both of you. 
Hmm, oh, darn. 
Why don't you take one of us now and then come back for the other one?
That's a great idea. 
Peep can go first because he thought of it. 
Unless... 
Unless you don't think you're strong enough, Quack. 
Me?
Strong?
I can swim forever. 
Even longer maybe. 
Hop on, Peep. 
Here we go. 
Good-bye, Chirp!
See you at Green Island. 
Good-bye, Peep!
Good-bye, Quack!
It was a long trip but an exciting trip. 
Peep had a thousand questions. 
Are there lots of birds on Green Island?
Are there bugs?
Do you turn green when you get there?
Why don't you call it "Blue Island"?
Why don't you call it "Green Grass and a Brown and Green Tree Island"?
Oh!
I'm good. 
I'm good. 
This is it. 
All ashore that's going ashore. 
Okay. 
I'll be back soon. Green Island... While Peep made history as the first chicken to reach Green Island, Chirp waited patiently for her transport. 
Hmm... where is that duck?
He should be here by now. 
There you are. 
Are you okay?
You sound a little tired. 
Tired?
Are you kidding?
I'm a duck. 
Ducks are never tired. 
Never. 
Hop on. 
Oh, boy. 
Okay. And so, once again, Quack paddled out to Green Island. 
Chirp didn't have any questions to ask, but she did have a song. 
Finally, after many, many verses, Quack reached shore. Chirp was all ready to start her last adventure. 
The first thing she discovered was... 
Hi, Peep. 
Why are you sitting?
Why aren't you exploring?
I'm done. 
There's not that much to see. 
Impossible. 
Show me everything you've discovered. So Peep took Chirp on a tour of Green Island. 
This is the first thing I found. 
It's a rock. What else?
There. 
Grass. 
Uh-huh... 
What else?
The only other thing I found was a stick. 
And there. 
That's new. 
A sleeping duck. 
That's it?
That's all there is?
Well... there's this, too. 
A tree. 
Okay, Peep. 
Let's go. 
Up the tree, you mean?
Yup. 
I came here to explore, and I'm going to explore. 
Phew. 
Are you okay, Peep?
We're almost there. 
I can see the top. 
We did it, Peep. 
We climbed a whole, entire tree. 
Yay!
We did it!
Now what?
Now we, uh... now we... I know!
Now we yell down to Quack and surprise him!
Quack!
Quack!
Hey, wake up!
It's us!
Look, up here!
We climbed the tree!
Up here, Quack!
What?
Oh, hi. 
You climbed a tree. 
That's... 
So, that was our last adventure?
Wrong!
The birds were about to discover that the world was much bigger than they thought. 
Chirp, look behind you. 
Look!
There's Quack's pond and Nellie's house and hills, and look -- a mountain!
And behind the woods there's more woods. 
And caves -- I see caves!
And boats and houses and rivers and lakes. 
There's world everywhere. 
We can have adventures forever!
Hmm?
Whoops!
It was a little bit harder getting down the tree. 
Whoa... Wha...!
Oh!
But once there, they woke up Quack and told him that there were hundreds of adventures just waiting to happen, so they should get started right away!
Great, great, fantastic. 
Can't wait. 
After a dark and stormy night, Quack was finally getting some sleep. The wind, however, was not cooperating. 
D-oh!
Are you done?
Can I go back to sleep?
Thank you!
Oh, for Pete's sake!
You can have the rest of the pond, okay?
Just stay away from here!
Peep, Peep!
Huh?
Hi, Peep. 
Hi, Quack. 
Is something wrong?
No. 
Well, actually... 
There was this thing in my pond -- all different colors and stuff, and it was round like a, you know, round thing, and it flew over my head, and then it went away!
Like that. 
Like what?
You know, that!
Well, just thought I'd tell you. 
Bye. 
It was right there. 
I was swimming, and I turned around and... I don't see anything. 
I know. 
It came from over there, and it flew over my head, and then it went away. 
Maybe you were dreaming, Quack. 
You know, you might be right. 
That would explain everything. 
I'm going to go find Chirp. 
I'll see you later, okay?
Yeah, yeah, sure, Peep. 
Thanks for clearing that up. 
Quack, quack, quack. Cut it out, okay?
You're tickling my, uh... Huh?
Hey!
Fish!
Where are you?
What's the matter, Quack?
Did you see a thing?
A round, floaty thing?
I think it came down here. 
Oh, okay. 
Well, if you do see it, just give me a, uh... bump or something, okay?
Thanks, everyone. 
Huh?
Wait!
Where are you going?
Come back!
You're going too fast!
These feet were made for walking!
Slow down!
Uh... 
Quack?
Who are you talking to?
I'm talking to those flying things. 
Come down to my pond and see for yourself. I don't see anything. 
Oh, just wait. 
They'll be back. 
Quack. 
Are you sure you're not dreaming?
I'm sure. 
They're very tricky, though. 
The minute you fall asleep, they sneak up and sit on your nose. 
Are you talking about mosquitoes?
No, no, no, no, no. 
I'm talking about stuff that floats in the air -- like birds -- only much, much better. 
Right. 
Come on, Peep, let's go find more leaves. 
Don't blame me if you miss out on the fun!
Too bad for her, huh?
If you see any more, just yell, okay?
Better than birds?
That's just crazy. 
Quack needs to get more sleep. 
I know. 
We should go back later and check on him. Poor Quack. 
It's really hard to describe a bubble if you don't know the name for it. 
Now, you've seen them, right?
They're round, they go into the air, then they disappear?
You must know what I mean. 
They fly so fast, not even a duck can catch them!
Round?
Floaty?
Kind of bouncy?
Hmm... 
I'm sorry. 
I don't know what you're talking about. 
Quack. 
Yeah, yeah, nice dance. 
Got to run, kid. 
I'm not crazy. 
I know what I saw. 
I saw round, floaty, bouncy things come out of my pond and fly into the air. 
That's my story, and I'm sticking to it. 
Quack. 
Ribbit. 
Enough with the wind, okay?
I'm not in the mood!
There they are!
They're here!
That's them!
Uh... 
Peep!
Chirp!
Hey, guys!
Peep!
Chirp!
Wait. 
If I leave, they'll disappear, and no one will believe me!
You'll tell everyone, right?
You'll tell them what you saw?
Oh... The next day, with the frog as his witness, Quack had the last laugh. 
Yep, I was wide awake, not dreaming, and the roundy things landed on my pond and grew gigantic and then, they were gone -- gone with the wind. Ribbit. 
Oh, yeah, right. 
I forgot. 
They had lots of colors on them. Ribbit. 
So next time, maybe you'll believe me, because you missed out -- hmm-hmm-hmm -- on something really special. That's right. 
The next time a duck and a frog have something to say, you'd better listen. 
I wish I knew. 
Peep and Quack had just eaten a gigantic pile of acorns. 
They were as full as a chicken and a duck could be. 
I don't believe... 
Look at that, Peep!
Ahh... bread. 
Fresh as a duck's bottom. 
Stop!
Don't move!
You can't eat that!
Why not?
Well... because you ate all those acorns, Peep. 
You can't eat bread on a full stomach. 
You have to save it. 
Save it for what?
Uh... for a rainy day. 
If you find something you don't need right away, you save it for a rainy day. 
It's an old bit of duck wisdom -- time-honored. 
Oh... okay. Quack decided to take the bread to his top-secret special hiding place. 
All set -- bring her in. 
Easy does it. 
Are you sure the bread will fit in here?
What are you talking about?
It's perfect. 
I guess we'll have to eat a little bit of it now -- just to get ourselves free. 
Ahh... It only took a couple of bites to free Peep and Quack. 
The rest of the bread stayed safely hidden in Quack's bush, where no one would ever find it. 
Hey, Quack!
I heard you found a whole slice of bread!
What are trying to do, alert the neighborhood?
Let's go eat it. 
I've never tasted bread. 
Oh, but we can't. 
Quack says we have to wait for a rainy day. 
It's duck wisdom. 
Duck... what?
It's my wisdom, okay?
And my wisdom says that bread must be saved for a rainy day. 
You just don't want to share it!
How can you say such a thing?
I share everything. 
Hey!
Get lost!
That's my water, okay?
Like, um... well, you're just wrong, okay?
I'm a sharing duck. 
Do you promise?
Do you promise to share the bread?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. 
But not until it rains, okay?
I'm not messing with duck wisdom. 
Yay, I can't wait!
That night, the "sharing duck" had a bad, bad dream. 
Stop eating!
No, that's mine... mine!
Put that down!
Peep?
Oh, can't sleep either, huh?
Well, let's go check on my bread. 
Ah, safe and sound. 
You were worried about nothing, Peep. 
I think I'll just try a tiny bite. 
You promised, Quack. 
You promised to wait for a rainy day and share with Chirp. 
Right. 
Thanks for reminding me. 
You're welcome!
Having to share his bread was bad; having to wait for a rainy day was worse. 
But then came some really startling news. 
Quack, come quickly!
The ants are eating your bread!
Get off!
Get off my bread!
Your bread?
I don't see your name on it. 
It's mine -- I found it. 
I'm saving it for a rainy day. 
You're kidding me, right?
This much bread could feed an army!
Well, I'm an army of one. 
Now, put down the bread!
Okay, everyone, you heard the big blue face. 
He's not into sharing. Let's make tracks, okay?
Hup, two, three, four. 
We've got to find something that will protect my bread. Ah... 
There -- much better. 
Are you sure we have to wait for a rainy day?
Chirp... it's duck wisdom. 
We have to wait -- right, Quack?
Right... Well, Peep might trust duck wisdom, but Quack was starting to have his doubts. 
"You see, Peep, when I said 'a rainy day,' I really meant, uh... " No, not that. 
"Once in a while, a duck will say something that doesn't make any, um... " no. 
Um... 
"In most cases, you can count on duck wisdom 100%. 
But in this case... " Quack!
Quack!
It's raining!
Yeah, I see that. 
So?
So... it's a rainy day. 
Rain!
Thank you!
It's bread time!
Okay, ready?
Okay?
What happened?
How did all that blue stuff get on there?
I don't know. 
The cover isn't blue, just the bread. 
It's ruined... ruined!
It's... Hup, two, three, four. 
That's not food. 
Nope, not food. 
Hup, two, three, four. 
Ants... 
Ants!
Over here. 
Blue thing, how's the bread?
It's ruined. 
You can have it now. 
Hmm, tastes okay to me. 
Love the color. 
Great... it's all yours. Okay, ants, you heard the duck. 
Eat!
Just keep your feet off the furniture, okay?
And you said I never share. 
Huh!
It's not sharing when you don't want it anymore. 
Sure it is -- that's the duck way. 
"Duck way," "duck wisdom," "duck hearing, " "duck feet" -- do you just make this stuff up as you go along?
It's a duck's world, my friend. 
I just call it like I see it. 
Are you hungry?
I am. 
The big, wide world and the big, blue duck were going to sleep. Now, many things are known about ducks. 
Most ducks are excellent swimmers. Some ducks think they're excellent singers. 
Quack. But there's one thing most people don't know about ducks. 
Ducks... 
Sorry!
Ducks sometimes need absolute silence to fall asleep. 
It's my only quirk. So as the sun slowly set, Quack got sleepier... and sleepier... and sleepier. 
What?
Where?
What?
Who's doing that?
I thought that was you!
Hi, blue sailor!
Must you do that?
Uh-huh -- it relaxes me. 
Well, you're keeping me awake, and if I don't get my sleep... 
I get kind of bossy. 
That'll do. 
Carry on. 
It's not as much fun without the noise. On the way back to his pond, Quack stopped to enjoy the peace and quiet. 
Quack. But then his feet began making the strangest sound. Hmm!
Huh?
Peep!
Can you hear me?
Stop making that noise!
Peep!
Oh... hi, Quack. 
Peep, you're snoring. 
Sorry, Quack. Quack realized that if he wanted to get any sleep tonight, he was going to have to quiet Peep. So Quack went home... 
Hmm. So Quack went home to get... 
Right. 
Uh, home is this way. 
Got turned around there for a second. So Quack went home -- except he's going the wrong way -- to get some sleep. 
What is that noise?
I can't sleep with that!
Hmm!
Hmm... No, it's not the wood or the cement. 
It's the wind, whistling through the pipe. 
The pipe!
Right there!
Behind you!
Ah!
Aha!
Thank you. 
You can make all the noise you want in the morn... 
Didn't you hear me?
Hmm. Quack discovered that when he stood in front of the pipe, the wind couldn't hum through it anymore. I guess he'll just have to stand there all night. 
Forget it!
Ah!
Okay, Quack, is it quiet enough for you?
Yes. 
It's completely and totally quiet, finally. 
Quack!
Hmm?
Quack!
What?
What is it?
Oh, for the love of ducks, what?
Quack!
I told you, no more singing. 
What?
I wasn't even... 
Hey, are you talking in your sleep again?
You have to promise to never sing. 
A duck never sing?
I don't think so. 
I mean, who does she think she is?
I'm a duck, I go quack, like that. 
Then I sing. 
See?
I like your singing, hmm?
It's not as good as a duck's, but I like it. 
All I wanted was a little peace and quiet, but there's the beavers and snoring and humming pipes and hummingbirds and robins who don't appreciate fun, beautiful music. 
Quack, quack... 
Huh?
Quack!
Wake up!
My can turned itself around!
Quack!
Quack, quack... 
Hi, Peep. 
What's up?
My can turned around last night, all by itself!
No. 
Really?
It's true. 
Come see!
Are you coming, Quack?
Quack!
I already tried. 
He won't wake up. 
Oh, that duck!
He can sleep through anything!
It's the strangest thing. 
Why would my can do that?
You know, talking about strange things, I dreamt last night that Quack promised not to sing anymore. 
The world is just full of mysteries. 
Quack, quack, quack...!
After a long day of running, jumping and discovering and investigating, Peep fell fast asleep. Never expecting that the best part of his day was about to begin. 
It's the mooniest thing I ever saw. 
Hey, Peep, come out and see... 
Are you sleeping outside?
If there's any spiders or weirdness in here, get out!
Nothing's in there. 
And I like spiders. 
Then why did you sleep out here?
To see the moon. 
It was so... 
Hmm. Peep didn't have the words to describe it, so he drew it instead. 
It looked like that!
Amazing, huh?
I guess you had to be there. Chirp decided to stay up late and see the moon for herself. Peep and Chirp tried for seven straight nights to see the moon. 
But we keep falling asleep. 
I can help!
I'd be happy to keep you awake all night. Whoo-hoo!
Don't be a sleepy round red bird. 
He kept his promise. 
I'm awake. 
Oh!
It's morning!
Huh?
Oh. 
I can't believe we missed the moon again!
I didn't. 
I saw it!
It was beautiful, just like you said, Peep, except you got the shape all wrong. 
It looked like this. 
That doesn't look like the moon!
This peach looks more like the moon. 
Now it does. 
Peep, drop that peach!
I can't stand seeing fruit eaten in anger. 
I will watch the moon tonight and settle this once and for all with, um... duck wisdom!
But Quack fell asleep that night... And the next night... And the night after that. 
Oh!
I saw it!
All your problems have been solved by... duck wisdom!
Stop!
Go eat something else!
I'm not doing this for my health, you know. 
I'm making moons. 
I guess I was right, huh?
Huh?
Ah!
You were both wrong. 
The moon looks like that. 
End of problem. 
I don't know what you were looking at, but it sure wasn't the moon!
You can't question duck wisdom!
She can't question duck wisdom, can she?
I mean, I just, I, uh?
It's... it's duck wisdom!
I know what I saw!
Peep had never seen Chirp so mad... or Quack so full of peaches. 
Hmm... It took a couple days, but Peep finally managed to patch things up. 
Hey!
You tricked me!
There's no magic pony here, just him!
I know; I'm sorry, But you guys have to stop being mad. 
We need to watch the moon together. 
I will if she will. 
Well, if he's going to do it, I guess I will, too. 
You awake?
I'll give you two guesses. Don't want to waste a guess. 
Yes!
It's yes!
I'm awake!
Hey!
Hello, Bat!
Hi!
I'm Peep, and that's Chirp and Quack. Uh, don't you birds know you're supposed to be asleep?
Nighttime is my time. It is?
Then I bet you've seen the moon a lot!
Come here. 
Which one of these is shaped like the moon?
Uh, yes. 
That wasn't a yes-or-no question. Uh, well, you know, the moon looks like all of these shapes sometimes. 
And sometimes it's not there at all, like tonight. 
So we were all right!
Great. 
I'm going to sleep. 
Me, too. 
Good night. 
Well, you solved our problem. 
We won't be up all night anymore. Spectacular. 
Glad I could help. 
Huh. 
Go to sleep. 
How does the moon do that?
I don't know. 
I'm a bat. 
We like mysteries like, uh... why does a duck wear a hat?
Who knows?
You could ask Quack. Uh, then it wouldn't be a mystery anymore. 
Go to sleep. 
Peep and Chirp were drawing shapes in the dirt to show the hummingbirds what they had learned about the moon. 
Let's see -- a big, round moon has lots of splotches... 
And roundy spots. 
How do you remember all that?
I don't have to remember it. 
The moon's right there. 
What's that doing here?
It's daytime!
I don't know, but it sure makes it easier to draw. 
Wait till we tell Quack!
He's going to be so surprised.
Quack!
Look, the moon!
Yeah?
So?
Well, the moon -- it's usually out at night. 
Not this one. 
This is the Day Moon. 
You're thinking of that other moon, the Night Moon. 
Other moon?
Don't listen to him. 
There's only one moon, the moon. 
That's what I thought... 
I think. Nobody mentioned the moon again until a few days later. 
The moon changes so much!
Now it's orange. Peep, oh, boy!
The moon doesn't change. 
That's a different moon, the Orange Moon. 
There is only one moon -- the moon. How could one moon be orange and white, and out in the day and out at night, and sometimes a circle and sometimes... not?
Huh?
I don't know, but there are a lot of things I don't know. 
Well, now you know there are lots of moons. 
You're very welcome. Chirp tried to pretend that Quack didn't bother her. 
I'm not even thinking about it anymore. But the next morning, the very first thing she said was... 
All right, prove it!
Prove there's more than one moon. 
Okay, I will. 
Excuse me!
There's more than one moon, right?
Oh, sure. 
There -- scientific proof. 
Asking a beaver is not scientific. 
Fine. 
I'll stay up all night and get some real proof, okay?
Quack figured that if he stayed up late, he'd see a bunch of moons in the sky. 
And sure enough... 
I proved it, Chirp!
Last night I saw not one, not two, but five moons at once!
There was a whole moon, a half, a quarter, an orange moon and a striped, bouncy moon!
Don't you remember?
You flew me to the biggest moon. 
Whoo, here we go!
Hooray!
Quack, I didn't fly you to the moon. 
I can't even fly to the ground. 
I guess it was a dream. 
Oh, well, I'll just stay up again tonight. 
And we'll stay up with you. 
Okay, I see, uh... one moon there and, um... 
There's another one!
That's two!
That's the same one. 
Oh, right. 
Good eye, Peep... 
I guess. 
Hi, Bat!
We're counting moons. 
Do you think there's more than one?
I don't know. 
I don't want to know. 
I like mysteries. I agree with the blue sailor. 
Aha!
I'm not alone!
So there!
Beaver Boy agrees with me and... 
Beaver Boy agrees with me. Come back to bed, son. 
What are you doing over here?
I wanted a drink of water. We live in a pond. Oh, yeah, I forgot. 
I don't care if only Beaver Boy agrees with me. 
The rest of you are just wrong. Quack was absolutely right... Nobody except Beaver Boy agreed with him. 
Yeah?
Prove it!
One moon, Quack!
Soon they were all staying up, night after night, to prove that Quack was wrong or right. 
One. 
Still one. 
Nope, still one. Would you please go to sleep?
You're bothering the night animals. 
We can't. 
I'm trying to prove that the sky has many moons. Duck, I'm up every night and I have never seen more than one moon. 
Are you counting the one that's out during the day?
Are you?
A moon during the day?
Hoot had never heard of that. 
Was the day moon the same as the night moon?
There was only one way to find out. Nothing. 
Nothing. 
Is that it?
Wake up, everyone!
Hoot took the birds over to Newton, who was the oldest animal around. 
I've never seen more than one moon. Aha!
There's your proof, duck!
Uh-huh. 
So you can show us proof that there aren't, like, 47 moons just out of sight?
And that every moon you've seen is the exact same moon?
Well, I can't show you proof, no. 
Aha!
No proof!
That means, uh... you have no proof. 
That's what it means -- you're proofless. 
But you don't have proof that there are many moons. Which means we'll never know the answer without actually going to the moon, which we can't do because you don't know how to fly. 
There is only one moon. 
I know. So, Peep learned it's okay for friends to disagree and that it's hard to prove stuff about the moon. 
I don't know about you, but I need some sleep. 
Good night. 
A duck tries to concentrate on one thing -- usually himself. 
No wonder you fell behind!
Do you feel okay?
I'm fine. 
Why would I need to rest?
Because you just laid an egg as big as me!
No, I didn't. 
I found it!
Whoa!
How'd you make it go all crooked like that?
I kicked it. 
Oh, no. 
Whoops. 
Oh, well -- guess we'll just have to play... whoa!
Ah!
I feel so at home. 
Hmm!
Whoa -- can't see!
Excuse me. 
Oh!
Uh, whoa, whoa. 
Whoa-whoa-whoa!
Could you help me take it off?
Peep, when I say "Ow," you should stop. 
Stay here. 
I'll go get help. 
Fine, I'll wait right... 
Ow!
Here. 
Over this way a little bit, maybe... 
Oh!
Whoops. 
Chirp!
Quack's got the top of himself stuck in half an egg. 
Huh?
Hmm... you brought Chirp. 
I recognize the sound of that hop. 
This is the most amazing thing I've ever seen. 
You should see the fun half of the egg. 
You can sit in it and... 
Hey!
It's gone!
Quack, who took it?
Who was here?
Nobody was here. 
I would've heard. 
I have sensitive duck hearing. All that morning, as the birds tried to save Quack's head, Peep wondered who could have taken the fun half of his egg. I need a break from being freed!
The next day, Peep returned to the scene of the crime. 
I'll never forget the fun I had -- right here in this egg. 
It's back!
He started to tell his friends, but then he realized... 
If I leave, whoever took it might take it again. Being Peep, he really wanted to know who took it. 
When they try again, I'll jump up and say "Aha!" That's what I'll do. Peep waited a long time. 
But nobody came. 
Who put all this water here?
Hey, help!
Quack!
Chirp!
I just heard Peep -- far away. 
Hmm?
I didn't hear anything. 
Try a bigger one!
I'm sure I heard a tiny, tiny peep. 
Green Island!
I'm going to land on beautiful, dry Green Island any minute!
Of course, I could be wrong. 
Hey -- there's another island -- a purple island!
I would really like this if I weren't completely lost. 
Quack!
Huh, what?
I couldn't sleep, so I went to Peep's can, and he wasn't there!
And I dreamt I had an egg stuck on my... 
Hmm?
Aw!
Chirp and Quack looked and listened for their friend all night long. 
Peep!
Peep!
Huh?
Home!
I'm heading home!
How did I do that?
Peep!
Peep?
Quack!
Huh?
I heard Peep again with my sensitive duck hearing!
This way!
When your leader is a duck with his head in an egg, it takes longer than normal to get anywhere. 
This is it!
This is where I heard Peep. 
Hey, guys!
Peep!
Thanks, Quack. 
Whoa, my legs feel funny. 
Whoa!
So you want to know who took the egg?
The water!
That doesn't make sense. 
Did you know that water moves?
Whoa!
It took me out past Green Island and then all the way back home. Finally!
Is my hat all right?
How does it look?
Um... okay. 
Are you sure?
It feels weird. 
Kind of floppy. 
You can tell me -- I can take it. 
Just say, "Quack, there's something wrong with your hat. " Anybody got a mirror?
Come on, guys, a duck's got to know what his hat looks like. 
Jr. 's Fish Museum used to be crowded with visitors. 
But now, the place is empty. 
The fish have seen it all. Oh, I need to find something new for my museum. 
Good morning!
How's everything in fish land?
Quack!
Look out!
Quack?
Are you okay?
Where are you?
I mean, where am I?
Quack, you found something new for my museum!
Huh?
Everything looks strange. 
Oh, yeah, much better. Where did all the colors go?
Huh?
Hey, Quack -- you look like an old potato!
Huh. 
These must be broken. 
Ducks are nothing like potatoes. 
I'll take them up and check them out, okay?
Oh, my!
Would you look at... 
Peep!
You won't believe it, Peep!
The sky is pink, the grass is orange, and you look really weird. 
What are you talking about?
Peep looks just fine. 
What?
What are you?
Some kind of talking orange?
Very funny. 
Peep, the fruit just talked again!
Peep, where are you?
Help!
He's right behind you. 
You're squishing him. 
Where'd you get these?
Those are duck glasses, okay?
They're on loan from the museum. 
Whoa!
It's amazing!
Everything looks orange-y!
Can I have a turn?
Sure, Peep, in a minute. 
Wow -- the water is purple. 
And you look like an old potato!
I am not a potato -- I'm a duck -- and these glasses are due back at the museum. 
Wait!
What about me?
I'm sorry, Peep. 
I meant to give you a turn. Oh, well. 
Peep figured he'd get a turn with the glasses tomorrow. 
The idea of looking at an orange-y world was so exciting, it took him forever to fall asleep. Anyway, when Peep got back to the pond, it was clear he was going to have to wait some more, because the fish were going wild. Ooh...!
You should see it, Peep!
It warms the cockles of my... 
Whatever. 
The museum is mobbed!
I wish I could see it. 
Swimming lessons, Peep. 
If you learned to swim, you could visit the glasses anytime. 
It's not fair, Quack. 
Peep has been waiting since yesterday for a turn. You're right. 
Hey, I'll put in a word with the boss. 
I may be able to work something out for my little pal, Peep. This way, over here!
Watch out for bird feet!
Hup, two, three, four!
Where are you going?
To the picnic!
Hup, two, three, four!
What's that?
A picnic?
It's an ant buffet -- all you can eat!
And take-out, too!
This way, folks!
Hup, two, three, four...!
Do you want to go to the picnic?
We might be waiting a long time for those glasses. 
Okay. 
This is no way to hold a picnic!
Everything's covered up!
Not a crumb in sight!
All right, line up!
This way -- to the dump!
Hup, two, three, four!
Hmm -- I guess picnics aren't that interesting, after all. 
Look, Chirp!
Hmm... 
Chirp, you're turning green!
Interesting. 
There you are!
Okay, it's all arranged. 
Sunset -- at the pond. 
Top secret -- don't tell the bird. 
What bird?
Chirp!
I mean... Chirp. 
We can't let every bird know about the glasses, or there'll be a riot. 
I don't even care, Quack, because look -- this is just as good!
Wow!
Everything is greenish!
Even you, Quack!
Not me, you!
You look green. 
Boo!
Oh, no!
Sorry, Quack. Oh, my!
Oh, my, oh, my, oh, my. 
Hey, hey, hey!
This is duck food, okay?
You'll make yourself sick. 
Would you mind standing over there?
I'm going to be very busy for the next few minutes, and, uh, I don't want you getting in the, uh, you know... Potato chips!
Over here!
Go away, this is duck food!
Duck food!
Can't you hear?
For Ducks!
Ducks!
It's duck food. Oh, well. 
It had been a day -- or two -- of interesting discoveries. 
Orange-y sunglasses, greenish shadows, potato chips. 
Best of all, Quack remembered his promise to Peep. 
Wow!
Okay. 
I wish I could go down there. 
Then I could look through those glasses every day!
You know, Peep, if a duck can open a museum, then you can learn how to swim. 
Hmm. Ooh!
It was just the right kind of day to be in the meadow. 
There was soft grass that smelled very green... And bright flowers... 
And a small piece of sky lying on the ground. 
Wow!
Missed one. 
Quack!
Chirp!
There's a hole in the ground with sky in it!
What?
Come on, I'll show you. 
Oops. 
The sky was right there. 
Tom must be sitting on it. Hmm?
I got you!
Huh?
Hey!
Hey, stop that!
Let go, okay?
Let go!
Now!
I mean it!
That is one goofy cat. 
Look, there's the sky. 
I don't believe it. 
It's a miracle!
That's no miracle. 
That's a puddle. It's not a puddle or a miracle. 
It's a mirror. 
Hey, what do you know?
You're right!
Isn't this wonderful?
I've always wanted a mirror, and here it is. 
It's not yours, it's Peep's. 
He found it. 
Well, then, he should be the one to lift it since he's the owner and all. 
That's right, a little higher, a little higher, uh-huh... 
There you go -- nice, very nice. 
Wait!
Don't move!
It looks like I'm flying!
Uh-huh. 
Wow... 
Boy, that's something. 
Can you hold still, Peep?
Whoa!
No. 
All right, all right. 
You're right, a duck's your man for this kind of work. 
Thanks, Quack. 
Don't mention it. 
All in a day's work for a duck. 
Wow!
Is that how you fly?
I think it's more like this: Up... down. Up... down. Up... 
Timber!
Down. Peep decided they should take the mirror over to Chirp's bush so she could practice flying. 
Quack wasn't too happy with this plan. 
I need a rest. 
It's my turn!
It's my mirror!
It is not, it's Peep's!
Well, he gave it to me!
Hey!
I'll trade you. 
Trade me what?
Your, uh, mirror for my incredible discovery!
Show me. 
Well, I suppose... 
All right, all right, you know... 
See?
It's shiny, it's portable, and I'll hang it on your branch for no extra charge. 
Just the kind of duck I am. 
Forget it, Quack. But Quack couldn't forget it. 
All I'm saying is that if I had a mirror, I'd share it with my friends. 
That's what I'd do. 
That would be the Quack way. 
I am sharing!
I'm sharing it at my house. 
But that doesn't make sense. 
You're asking a duck to leave his pond just to... 
Stop. 
Stop?
You're the one who started... 
No, no, I mean... Stop. 
Did you just hear that?
It sounded a little bit like a... um, like a... like a... Hmm?
Wow!
Let's go before Tom comes back. 
Come on!
Step lively!
Now we're kicking. Late that afternoon, the birds got the mirror to Chirp's bush. 
Finally... 
What's that on your stomach, Quack?
Peep had discovered something else the mirror could do. 
It must be the sun. 
It's shining into the mirror. 
No, stop!
Come on!
Now, cut that... 
Oh, no!
Help!
Are you all right?
What happened!
I can't see. 
I can't see!
Your eyes are closed. 
Okay, all better. 
Hmm... what a handsome duck. 
Not to mention a very handsome cat?
Hi, birds. 
Can I pounce on you now?
No!
Well, I have to -- I'm a cat. 
Hey, what is that?
Come here. 
Come here right now!
I am a cat!
You have to do what I say!
Where are you?
I am a cat and I want you!
Come here!
Like I said, that is one goofy cat. 
You know, Quack, the second I can fly for real, I won't need a mirror anymore, so I'll give it to you. 
Yippee!
Uh... unless Peep wants it back. 
That's okay, Quack can have it. 
Yippee!
Yahoo!
And all that and other yahooy stuff!
All right!
Oh, boy!
Oh, this is great!
Whoa!
There are all kinds of sunny days. Some days are sunny and nice... 
A nice, sunny day!
Yay!
And some days are sunny and not so nice -- in other words, hot. 
Whew!
Chirp?
Peep?
Is it cooler down there?
No. Some animals don't mind the heat, especially the ones with ponds. 
Where does all this dusty dirt come from?
Peep, I'm too hot to be curious. 
Oh, hey, guys!
What a beautiful sunny day, huh?
That's what I noticed. 
Don't you think, huh?
No, it's too hot to do anything. 
Really?
It's cool in here. 
Oh, that's right -- you're not ducks who can swim. 
Too bad. yeah. Whoo-hoo!
Everybody out!
I did not invite you or you or you or you!
Hey!
Do you know how hard it is to get raccoon hair out of a duck pond?
A pond is very personal, you know. 
I know another place where you can swim. 
I expect my pond to be back to normal when I return. 
Thank you. 
How's this?
Well, it's not home, but it's wet. 
You should be happy, Chirp. 
You wished it would always be like this. 
Did not -- never!
I wish it was always very hot!
Maybe just once. 
Just thinking of snow makes me feel cooler. 
Think of more cold stuff!
Um, okay. 
Um, remember building snow ducks?
And, um, then there was those snow ducks I built... and, uh... the snow ducks -- remember those?
Very handsome, noble, strong. 
I feel a little cooler. 
Think how cool we'll feel if we build a snow duck right now!
But there's no snow. 
You can't build a snow duck without snow. That's when Peep saw something that made him go... 
Oh!
Keep back!
Beavers at work!
Keep back and stuff. 
What's that stuff they're using?
That?
The mud?
That's mud. Where did you find it?
Find it?
We make it. 
What?
Peep watched Beaver Boy mix plain dirt and ordinary water to make mud. 
It was like a magic trick. 
Wow!
You're amazing!
We're beavers. 
You're going to show us what?
Just watch!
Okay, Quack!
When you mix a leaf and water, what do you get?
A wet leaf. Hmm. 
But when you mix dirt and water, you don't get wet dirt. 
You get mud!
It's completely different -- all sticky and gooey. 
It feels good on my hot feet. 
Hmm!
Mine won't roll. 
It's broken. 
Oh!
When you add too much water, it's even more different. 
Ah, that's very nice, but I want mine to work. 
Make it work, Peep. 
That looks right. 
Mix it up!
Peep, Quack and Chirp made stiff mud... And goopy mud... And thick, sucking mud. When they had enough mud mixed, Quack turned off the water. 
And Chirp had an interesting thought. You know what this reminds me of?
Dirty, filthy, grimy, brown snow!
Exactly!
And that means we can make a... Dirty, filthy, grimy, brown snow duck!
Whoa!
Snow may be colder, but building mud ducks on a hot day is pretty cool, too. 
It's amazing how some things turn into something else when you add water. 
Yeah, like Chirp -- when you get her wet, she turns cranky. 
No, don't!
Nothing could bother me today. 
This was the best cold winter day I ever had!
It was the end of a long and snowy winter. 
Quack the duck had been very busy. 
This is my favorite. 
I call it... 
Duck at Play. Nice!
Yes, mm-hmm. 
And this one I call Duck at Rest. I have to go now. 
Bye. 
Whoa!
Bye. 
Now, over here, you'll find my other favorite, Duck on Alert. 
Note the forward thrust of the foot, the steely... hey. 
Where'd he go?
Hmm!
Peep and Chirp were busy, too, inventing games they could play in a can. 
Ready?
Guess a number between one and three. 
One. Two? Three?
Yes!
As games go, this one wasn't much fun. 
Hey, guys, what you doing?
Not much. 
Want to go build a snow duck?
No!
I mean, you know... 
Maybe later, okay?
Sure, uh, no rush. 
I can wait.
Don't worry, I can wait as long as you want. 
Unless you're ready right now. 
Are you ready right now?
Are you, huh, are you, huh?
Sure, Quack... we're ready. 
You know what, Quack?
I don't think there's room for another snow duck. 
Trust me, there's always room for a duck. 
Hey!
What's this?
Hmm, it looks like some kind of track. 
Was there a strange animal up here with you?
Uh... nope, just the beaver. 
It's not a beaver track, that's for sure. Hi, Sailor, I'm back!
Ahoy, Blue Sailor!
See, those are beaver tracks. Whew, that was kind of steep and stuff. 
Whoa!
So that's what made the track!
How did you do that?
I don't know. 
I just sat down like this, and... 
It's not working. 
Right -- so let's get back to snow ducks. 
Now, we could fit one over here, I think, in between Duck at Play and Duck Interrupted. 
Oh, yeah, that's the way to go. I wonder why you're not sliding. 
I think you just need a push. 
Whoa!
Quack, Quack!
That was so much fun!
You have to try it. 
I don't have time. 
I'm building a duck. 
And I could use some help. 
Come on, let's do it again!
Yeah!
As fun as it was to ride with Beaver Boy, Peep and Chirp thought they'd try it on their own this time. 
Ready?
One... two... Whoops. 
Go!
Our tails don't work. It's true. 
Bird bottoms aren't that great for sliding. 
Peep and Chirp needed to find something better. 
Okay, it's flat... and smooth. 
We need something flat and smooth!
Like this?
Whoops. 
What about this?
Maybe. 
Or this?
It looks more like a beaver tail. 
Yeah, let's try them both. 
This is so typical. 
Ducks do all the work, and does anybody care?
Does anybody even notice?
Hi, Blue Sailor. 
Do you want to slide on my tail?
I beg your pardon. We couldn't find anything for you to slide on, but you could slide on my tail. 
If I slide anywhere, it'll be on my own behind, thank you very much. Okay. 
Come on, Quack, you have to try this!
How can you slide when there are ducks to be built?
I mean, come on!
If you come slide with us, then I promise we'll help you build another duck, okay?
Well, I don't... I... okay. 
Is everybody ready?
On your mark... get set... Bye!
Uh-huh. 
Don't forget to write. 
I mean, come on!
I mean, what... what is... 
This is supposed to be fun?
This isn't fun. 
Building ducks is... 
Whoa!
That was great!
Come on!
Yippee!
This is great!
It was the greatest winter day of all. 
Peep, Chirp and Quack discovered sledding... and Beaver Boy discovered his inner artist. 
I hate to tell you, but that doesn't look like a duck. 
I know. 
It's a beaver. 
Yeah, but these are all ducks, and that's not a duck. I know. 
It's a beaver. 
But, well, you just can't put a beaver in the middle of ducks!
Come on, Quack, it's time to go home. 
A beaver on top of Snow Hill?
Who ever heard of that?
Have you ever heard of that?
I've never heard of that. 
It's just strange. 
I'm telling you, that beaver is breaking the duck building codes. Well, I think it's very nice. 
It was a perfect summer's day. 
Peep was out enjoying the big, wide world. 
Peep was so busy enjoying the big, wide world that he didn't see... 
Newton!
Peep!
How nice of you to visit. 
Please, make yourself comfortable. 
Don't you get tired of staying in the same place every day?
Oh, no. 
In fact, it's comforting to know that when I look around, I always see the exact same things: the green grass, the red apple, the brown tree, the blue flower. 
That's odd. 
What happened to my blue flower?
The rabbit squashed it!
But don't worry, I can fix it. 
Oops, sorry!
It's not your fault. 
But it won't be the same without my blue flower. 
Maybe I can find another flower exactly like this one!
Why, that's very kind of you. 
Thank you, Peep. Peep searched for another blue flower. 
He found lots of red ones... a few purple... a couple yellow... but none that were blue. 
Excuse me. 
Have you seen a blue flower?
Not this one. 
Another one. The squirrel did see a blue flower, but it was far away -- very far away. 
Too far away. 
Hi, Chirp. 
What are you doing?
Collecting berries for the biggest berry feast ever!
My idea. 
And I'm squashing them to make a delicious new drink. 
I call it... 
Quack juice. 
Ah!
What's that?
Newton's favorite flower. 
It got squished and I'm trying to find another one just like it. 
Well, I'd be happy to squash a flower for you. 
Ducks are natural-born squashers. 
But I want one that's unsquashed. 
Who ever heard of unsquashing a flower?
Even a duck can't do that!
Look what Quack just did!
Oh, hey, I did. 
Not bad!
How'd I do that?
Like this!
See?
Footprints!
I prefer to call them... 
"Quack prints. " My idea, my name. 
Come on, Chirp!
You can make some, too. 
Nice!
What are you doing?
Isn't it great?
It says... 
"Quack was here!
" Whatever. Yes. 
Very ducky. 
Hey!
Let's do it on this. 
Isn't it great?
Mm-hmm. 
Let's try it with some other stuff. 
Let me try!
Peep, you're doing the wrong side!
But ooh -- I like it!
Look, Quack. 
We got two different prints from the same thing. Yeah, yeah, uh-huh, well, whatever. 
Hey, what's that?
There you go: your very own Quack print. 
Quack, you should ask before you go sticking your big feet on... 
Don't even think about it!
Come on, Chirp. 
Let's find more stuff to make prints. 
Now, that's a Quack print!
Quack, did you take all the juice?
Well, I can make more. 
Ducks are kind of... natural-born squashers. 
I love it!
It's perfect. 
Now it is. 
Quack!
Keep your feet to yourself!
Look what you did!
You wrecked it!
No, wait!
Look!
I couldn't find a blue flower, but maybe we can make one. The birds not only made a new blue flower for Newton, they made a whole garden!
How very flowery. 
Thank you. 
Any time. 
Don't mention it. 
You know, those prints are going to wash off when it rains. 
Don't be jealous, Chirp. 
We can't all have beautiful feet. 
Peep and Chirp are great friends for a duck to have. 
Whoa!
But they're not the best swimming buddies. 
Loopy loo!
Ahoy, Blue Sailor!
So, are your mom and dad blue sailors like you, and stuff?
They're ducks. 
I'm a duck. You're a duck and a blue sailor. 
You are a very complex individual. 
Yes. 
Bet you can't do this one!
Ow. Did that hurt?
Yes. Then I can't do it. 
You win!
Good-bye, Blue Sailor. 
How's your stomach?
Stings. It was one of those great duck/beaver friendships that everyone dreams about. Good-bye!
See you real soon!
But things were about to change. Water!
I hear running water!
Let's work. 
Listen!
I can hear it!
Hear it?
It's coming from far away. 
It just sounds close at night. 
It doesn't matter. 
When I hear water, I've got to dam it up. 
Otherwise, I'm a failure as a beaver. 
The noise won't stop and you can't sleep. 
I guess you know what we have to do. He knew. 
So the very next morning, when Quack came to visit... 
Hey!
Come on!
Let's swim!
I can't. 
We're leaving. 
Okay. 
Uh, when you come back, then. 
We're not coming back ever. 
Well, what do you mean?
We're leaving so my dad can build a new dam. 
But who will swim with me?
Who will... 
Could you keep it down, please?
Time to go. 
We're burning daylight. 
You're really going away?
I almost forgot. 
I wanted you to have something to remember me by, so I made this for you. 
It's mud. 
Can I have something to remember you by?
Okay, um, like what?
Your hat. 
I know. 
You can have your memories to remember me by. 
Memories are nice, but they don't keep the sun off your head. 
Well, you're not getting my hat. 
No way. Son!
Good-bye, Blue Sailor!
Good-bye!
Bye!
The beavers' new home had enough trees to qualify as Beaver Heaven. Mother!
Father!
This is a great spot -- running water and plenty of wood. Well, we can't build a dam by staring. 
Let's work!
They worked like beavers, exactly like beavers. 
They built a higher, wider dam, which made a deeper, bigger pond. Can we make it even bigger 
Great idea, son. Beaver Boy missed Quack, but he was too busy to feel sad. 
Quack was never busy, so... 
Don't be sad, Quack. 
A fish can be your new swimming buddy. 
I don't need a new buddy and I am not sad!
How could any duck be sad in such a... such a perfect, beautiful pond?
Poor Quack. 
Hey, oh, what's that?
Someone has a very cold nose. Whatever you're doing up there, stop it. 
We're all squished!
Well, it's not my fault. 
Somebody shrunk our pond!
Hmm?
Quack, what happened?
I don't know. 
Hey, stop that, you home-drinker!
Did you drink my home?
I think he drank my home. 
It's getting way too weird around here. 
What are you going to do, Quack?
I don't know. 
This isn't a good place to live anymore. 
You're not going to leave?
Yes, Peep, it's time for these duck feet to be a-wandering. 
Good-bye, Quack. 
Saying good-bye is too sad, Peep. 
Just say, um, uh... oh, I don't know. 
Uh, how about this?
No, no, that's no good. 
Um, try this... Um... no, no, no, wait a second. 
What happened?
Quack's pond broke, so he's leaving to find a new one. 
He didn't even say good-bye to me?
Good-bye, you guys!
I'll miss you so much, I'll probably never stop crying!
My old pond -- oh, this is so terrible. I'm such a sad duck!
Well, I got that out of my system. 
Adios. 
Oh, that's the word, "adios"!
Don't worry, this is not the end of the story. 
Oh, yes, it is!
I'm really leaving. Well, I'm the narrator, and I still have a lot more story to tell. 
It better be about a duck!
It is!
And a chicken and a robin and a family of beavers. 
Stay tuned, everyone. 
Dry Duck -- Part 2Peep stood at Quack's pond, thinking about all the things that had changed. 
The pond was once a great place for a duck and a beaver to play, but then the beavers moved away, the pond mysteriously dried up and Quack had to find a new home. 
But right after he left... 
I found the problem!
The water's running out right here. 
We have to stop it. 
The pond isn't filling up. 
It can't fill up because there's no water coming in. 
I wonder what happened to it. 
There used to be more water here, too. 
Where did it all go?
Those look like our old beavers. Hi, Red Round; hi, Yellow Guy. 
We... we thought you moved away. 
We did. 
We thought you moved far away. 
We didn't know where we were going till we got here. 
We're beavers. 
Look -- their dam has stopped all the water. 
So that's where Quack's pond went. Peep and Chirp decided to find Quack and tell him about their discovery. 
There was one small problem with this plan. 
How are we ever going to find Quack?
He's been gone forever. 
Well, actually, he's only been gone about ten minutes. 
I guess it just seems like forever. 
Hey, could you guys keep it down?
Huh?
I'm trying to sleep. 
CHIRP and Quack!
What are you doing up there?
We thought you'd be in a beautiful pond far away. 
This was the best I could do. 
There's only one word for how I feel. 
Well, guess what?
We found your water. 
You did?
Where?
Whoa-whoa, ah!
Quack, look what you... 
Cold water!
Water water!
Can we never mention to anyone that you found me in a bucket?
My water!
My beavers!
Everything I lost. 
All my problems are solved. Stay back, you guys. 
Beavers at work and stuff. 
Don't you recognize me?
I'll give you a hint: I'm blue. 
I wear a hat?
Huh?
Hmm... a blue sailor. 
I knew a blue sailor at our old dam. 
Well, that was me. 
This is me!
I'm me!
You are. 
You're exactly you. Wow!
What a good friend. 
You came all this way to visit my new dam. 
Um... right. 
And also to say that your dam has dried up my home. Beaver Boy felt terrible. 
He told Quack to take as much water as he needed. 
Yeah, we have to find a faster way to get water to my pond. How about I punch a hole in your dam right about here?
Never touch a beaver's dam, sailor. 
Come on -- little hole?
Teeny one?
Just one bitsy one?
Okay, I'm going. 
What are you going to do?
What any duck would do when faced with a huge problem: take a vote. Aye!
Okay, the fish voted. 
We're moving. 
To where?
To the water that has always been our home. 
Let's go, guys.
Find our water, something quack. What are you going to do with that stick?
Compromise. 
If the water won't come to us, we'll go to the water. 
Wahoo!
So Quack and all the pond dwellers moved in with the beavers. Howdy, neighbors!
Loopy loo!
But this wasn't a happy arrangement for everyone. Excuse me, coming through. 
Pardon me, excuse me. 
Watch your back!
A little faster, please. 
This is heavy. 
Oh, are they singing again?
Hey!
Want to join the sing-along?
We're going to sing about ducks all night. 
We moved here because I couldn't sleep. 
I'm still not getting any sleep. 
Where are you going?
I'm giving you some of your water back. 
You mean I can go home again?
Please!
Wait till I tell the fish!
Yay!
You know, if you make that hole bigger, this will happen a lot faster. So with one compromise, everyone could live, swim and sleep... Shh!
And sleep exactly the way they wanted. 
Sweet dreams. 
This is a picture of Quack and Chirp being very still. 
And this is the real Quack and Chirp being very still. I'll be right back, Peep!
Hey!
I promise. Now, most birds and squirrels realize that an acorn has two parts... 
The part that's good to eat, and the part that makes a very nice hat. 
What do you think?
Very nice. 
Is it as nice as certain hats?
Certain white hats on certain blue ducks?
No. 
Well, I think it's perfect. 
It's just what my picture needed. 
Hmm. Chirp liked her new hat so much that she and the squirrel decided to split all the acorns they found. Wow, that's more hats than I can count!
How high can you count, Chirp?
Hmm... 
I don't know. 
Every time I try to find out, something always distracts me. 
Eight stars, nine stars, ten stars... 
Oh, look at that!
Uh... um, five stars, uh... wait. 
Where was I?
What if we both counted your hats?
We can make sure nothing distracted us. 
That's a great idea, Peep!
One hat. 
One hat. 
Two hats. 
Two hats. 
Hey!
Why are you saying numbers out loud?
What's with the numbers?
Chirp has a lot of hats, so... 
Hold on!
Did you say "a lot of hats"?
Oh, Peep. 
Oh, Chirp. 
Oh, Peep and Chirp. 
The number of leaves on that tree -- now, that's a lot!
Okay, compared to those leaves, I don't have a lot of hats. 
But compared to how many I started with, my collection's gotten pretty big. 
Not as big as the collection I have. 
See?
What did I tell you?
You only have two pieces of bread!
But they're bigger!
In fact, I'd say my collection is... Twice as big as yours. 
Okay, maybe it's bigger in size, but there are more things in my collection. 
There can't be. 
My collection's bigger. 
Then I'll just have to prove it. 
Five. 
Five. Once again, Chirp and Peep began counting the hats. 
Six. This time there were no distractions. 
Seven. 
Eight. 
Eight. 
Huh. 
What comes after eight?
I can't remember!
Hmm... 
Me neither. 
Oh, well. 
At least you know your collection has more things in it than Quack's. 
That's not good enough. 
He needs to know how many more. 
Aah!
What comes after eight?
Chirp just couldn't remember what comes after eight. 
So she and Peep decided to make one pile of eight hats, and another, and then they ran out of hats. 
Eight -- you have two piles of eight hats. 
You must have miscounted. 
There's no way you have more stuff than me. 
I'll put my collection right next to his. 
Then he'll have to admit that mine has more things. 
But how are you going to bring all these hats to Quack?
Hmm?
Hmm?
Huh?
What is that?
There you go, Quack. 
Two piles of eight hats. 
Ha!
I'll be right back. 
There!
What do you think of that?
I now have four stacks of bread, with four pieces of bread in each stack. 
There. 
Now I have four stacks, too, and each of my stacks has one, two, three... 
Four hats. 
Hey!
Both of you have four stacks of four!
That means you each have the same number of things. 
I could turn my bread into crumbs. 
Then I'd have more than you!
But after I'm done breaking all my hats, I'll have more. 
But your collections are great just as they are. 
You don't want to ruin them. 
Eventually, Chirp and Quack agreed that they each had a special collection. 
Whoa... Chirp's collection was good for wearing. And Quack's collection... Was good for supper. Peep had a collection, too, you know -- an art collection, featuring the many moods of Quack the duck. 
After a long, icy winter, spring had finally arrived. 
The warm weather made everyone, well... ducks, want to jump for joy. 
Yip-do-do!
For Peep, spring meant making new friends. 
Wow!
I used to have one rabbit friend and now I have lots. For Chirp, the nicest thing about spring was all the flowers in bloom. Then one bright blue morning, quite by accident, Chirp discovered the best thing of all about spring. 
This is the most beautiful place I've ever seen. 
It's like a flower shower. Chirp couldn't wait to show Peep what she had found. 
Don't look -- we're almost there. 
Okay, now!
What did I tell you?
Isn't this the springiest thing ever?
It is. 
It's amazing. 
Let's keep it a secret, Peep. 
If everyone knows about it, it won't be beautiful anymore. 
What about Quack?
We have to tell Quack. 
Okay. 
But just Quack. 
Flowers?
Trees?
That doesn't sound springy. 
I'll show you springy. 
But it is springy, Quack. 
Chirp found it, and I found it next, and you'd be the first duck to find it. 
First duck, you say?
Tell you what, I'll go to your secret place if you take diving lessons. 
You'll be studying with the master. 
What master?
Oh, boy, that's funny. 
"What master?" As if you didn't know. 
You're a funny bird, Chirp. 
Very funny bird.
So... what do you think?
Isn't it springy?
Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, very pretty. 
And what do you do in here?
Nothing!
We just look at it. 
Well, here's something we can do. 
Right -- and this!
Hey, and how about this?
Don't tell anyone else about this place, okay?
It's a secret. Secret, eh?
Never fear -- when it comes to secrets, you can always trust a duck. That's right, you can always trust a duck, unless that duck happens to be Quack. Blue Sailor!
How are you?
I've been really busy lately. 
Wow, you don't say. Yeah, this winter I spent a lot of time in a lodge, eating and, you know, beaver stuff -- top secret. 
I have a secret, too. 
Ducks have secrets?
I thought only beavers had secrets. 
Are duck secrets any good?
Are you kidding?
They're the best. 
You want to hear it?
Okay. Wow!
The springiest thing in the whole world?
That is a good secret. 
Yeah, I know. 
All right, that's enough excitement. 
Run along now, okay?
And remember, hush-hush. 
Hush-hush. 
Gosh, my first duck secret. 
I can't wait to tell the squirrels. Beaver Boy didn't really understand about hush-hush. By the next afternoon, when Peep, Chirp and Quack returned to the orchard, the secret was definitely out. 
Oh, no!
Stop!
Look at this mess. 
You ruined spring. 
Oh, boy. 
I don't know how this could have happened. 
Oh, I know. 
You were telling me about duck secrets and I said, "Are duck secrets any good?" And you said... 
Nevertheless, as a duck, it's my duty to make things right. 
Hey, I know!
Maybe now's the time for diving lessons. 
Diving lessons?
You told my secret, and you think diving lessons will make it better?
Well... yeah. 
What about flower diving lessons?
Flower diving?
Oh, good one, Peep. 
See, we bunch up all the flowers like this like that, that's nice, and make it nice and soft and perfect for diving. 
What do you say?
Chirp said yes. 
All that spring and into summer, she stayed in the orchard and practiced diving into flowers, into leaves and grass, into anything that was soft. 
Hey, look at this. 
There are little green bumps where the flowers used to be. 
Uh-huh. 
Okay, back to listening to me. 
Now you've got to stick the landing or the judges will take points off. 
Yay, Chirp!
Way to go!
Am I a good teacher, or what?
And then one day, late in the summer, it hit her. 
Ouch. A cherry, that is. 
Hey, these must be cherry trees. Isn't that great?
The flowers turned into bumps and the bumps turned into cherries. 
And in case you were thinking why would a bird like Chirp need diving lessons... well, watch. 
A few more lessons and you'll be ready for the pond. 
On a crisp fall day, there's nothing better than racing leaves down a stream. 
My leaf won!
Uh, Peep, wasn't that my leaf?
I thought it was mine. 
Maybe for our next race we should use different-looking leaves.
I have a cold. 
Thanks for telling us. 
It's nice to meet you. 
I'm Peep, and this is... Charmed. 
I'm Quack. Quack?
Yes, I know, it's a beautiful name -- very unique. 
Is there a pond around here where I can rest for the night?
Ducks like ponds. 
Excuse me -- you're eating my lunch. 
You don't say?
And you are?
Uh, Quack?
This is Quack. 
Quack, meet Quack. 
What... what are you doing with my name?
Your name?
"Quack" is my name -- mine!
Isn't it amazing?
Two ducks in the same pond!
Oh, sorry, dears, but your friend is not a duck. 
Excuse me?
Ducks are very special and rare. 
For instance, me -- I'm a duck. 
You... No -- no... you're a squink. 
A what?
It's a type of bug. 
They're very common. 
I'm a duck!
Just look at these feathers!
Ridiculous. 
Your two friends have feathers. 
Are they ducks?
Well, no, but... 
Oh, wait!
See?
Peep and Chirp might have feathers, but they sure can't swim like this. 
Oh, look at that!
Look at me go -- whoo-hoo!
Fish can swim. 
Maybe you're a fish. 
Or maybe you're the one who's not a duck. 
You have pink feathers. 
Everyone knows that duck feathers are blue. 
I know -- maybe you're both ducks!
Oh, no-no-no-no. 
I don't think so. Sometimes it's better to let ducks settle things on their own. 
Well... bye, everyone. 
See you later. This was one of those times. 
Are you going to sleep there?
Because that's where I like to sleep. 
I didn't know that. 
Um... so are you going to move?
What?
What do you mean?
Why would I move?
Good night. 
And good night to you, little fishies. 
Night-night. 
She's not a duck, because I'm a duck, and we have nothing in common!
She's demanding -- Peep, move over -- she has a silly-looking hat, and she takes up a lot of space. 
Not to mention... that she sneezes on everyone!
No-ho, that Quack is no duck. Chirp and Peep decided there was only one way to settle this. 
First, they compared feet. They're exactly the same. Next, they compared beaks. 
The same. And then they compared walks. 
Ducks walk like this, okay?
Watch and learn. 
Oh, that poor deluded thing. 
Ducks walk like this. 
See?
Completely different!
Finally, Peep and Chirp were ready to announce their findings. 
We can't say for sure if the two of you are ducks or not. 
But whatever you are, both of you are the exact same thing. 
Oh, no, no, no. 
I'm afraid that just won't do. 
I agree. 
The world isn't big enough for two ducks named Quack. 
That's right, which is why I am giving you a new name. 
From now on, your name is... 
What?
You can't do that!
See you around, Plurp. 
You can't just give someone a new name. 
Right?
Am I right?
Well, yeah, but I'm not sure you can stop her.
Good-bye, birdies!
Good-bye, Plurp. 
Well, we'll see about that!
Hi, Plurp!
Poor Quack. 
Yesterday, a new duck named Quack moved into the neighborhood. 
First, she took over Quack's pond, then she gave him a new name. 
I am not Plurp, okay?
My name is Quack. 
Plurp's not such a bad name, you know. 
It suits you. 
It does not!
Yeah, it sort of does. 
It sounds roundy. 
Anyway, I'm here to make an announcement. 
An important announcement. 
She -- I mean the other duck -- is leaving!
Did she say she was leaving?
Um, uh, no. 
Then... 
It's something I have decided. 
One of us has to go, and the go-er is her. 
I'm on my way to tell her. 
I'll be nice about it, of course, but firm.
Thank you, thank you. 
How kind. 
Yes, I know, it was lovely. 
Thank you, thank you. That was a great song!
Ugh -- I do not believe it. 
I know!
She has a really nice voice. 
No, I mean she gave a concert in my pond. 
I wanted to give a concert in my pond!
Hi, Plurp!
First I lose my pond, and now... you called me "Plurp". You didn't lose your pond -- it's right there. 
But there's another duck in it, don't you see?
And my pond isn't big enough for two. I know -- you can come live with me. 
Thanks, but I have to finish what I set out to do. 
I have to go show that duck who's boss. 
Hello, Plurp. 
What brings you here?
What brings... 
You're in my pond!
You have to go!
You're so funny. 
Well, night-night, Plurp. 
Pleasant dreams. 
I mean -- and I know it's hard to imagine -- but what if there was a duck in your home, driving you crazy?
What would you do about it?
I think you should come live with us. 
Right, Dad?
Oh, no, son!
Plurp would never be happy here. 
It's too cramped for a duck. 
Oh, I don't know. 
You know, it might work. 
If we moved a few of these sticks. No need, no need. 
We'll think of something else, okay?
Uh-huh. Uh-huh. 
Oh... okay. 
Well, um, just, uh, if you can, just think quietly, okay?
I'm very, very, very... The Beavers were true to their word. 
The very next morning they came up with a plan. 
You'll make me a pond?
What do you mean?
We'll take some sticks, we'll build a dam, we'll make a pond!
I see. 
Well... maybe. 
If you make a really nice one. 
Ho-ho!
Nice?
Wait and see. 
It'll be the best pond ever!
Let's go. Quack was eager to help. 
He chose a spot far, far away. 
He picked the trees, he supervised the building.
Stop -- right there!
And then he tested the water. 
She'll love it!
But thanks anyway. 
What do you mean, "no"?
Why not?
I don't like it. 
It's not ducky enough. 
Not ducky... what?
What are you talking about?
I'm a duck, and I like it!
Good. 
You can have it. 
Bye!
What don't you like?
Just tell me and I'll... 
They'll fix it. 
Well, for one thing, it needs to be much bigger. 
Okay, bigger. 
And?
And, uh, I need a nice, flat rock -- for sunbathing. 
Nice flat rock. 
Check. 
Peep, are you taking notes?
Okay, what else?
Um... flowers. 
I like flowers. 
And let's see -- I need nuts to eat, and some tall grass and a fish. 
Every home should have a fish. No problem. 
We can do anything!
We're beavers, you know. 
Yeah, I know. Everyone got busy. 
The beavers made the pond bigger, Beaver Boy found a nice rock, Peep brought flowers, and Chirp volunteered her acorns. 
So, uh, what do you think?
Do you like it?
Do you?
You say it's never been used?
Brand new. 
You'll be the first duck to live in it. 
Well, I'll give it a try. 
Oh!
It's a little chilly. 
Not a problem. 
I'll ask the sun to warm things up. 
You do that. 
It's absolutely charming!
I'll take it!
Wait a minute. 
Where's my fish?
Don't worry, I've got that covered. 
And while we're at it, uh... can I have my name back?
Oh, sure. 
I'll be known as "Quack-who-lives-inthe-beautiful-new-pondwith-a-fish. " And you can be "The other Quack. " Whoa, yeah, I got my name back!
Thank you!
Yay!
Whoopee!
So, uh, where are you going to get a fish?
Yeah, you asked them, and no one wanted to move. 
Don't worry, I'll find a fish -- or my name's not Plurp. 
I mean, uh, Quack. 
My name's not Quack. 
Except, uh, it is. 
Yes, it is, I think. 
It is, no, it is, okay. 
Um, I'm feeling good. 
It started out innocently enough -- with a single piece of paper. Chirp took a shine to the paper, though she couldn't decide why. 
I like that it's blue. 
Or wait... 
I like that it's crinkly. 
It doesn't matter -- I just like it. 
Because it's blue or crinkly. 
Hi, Chirp!
Hi, Blue. 
Hi, Crinkly. 
Um... is that valuable?
Is it something I should have instead of you?
What do you like best about this?
Um... that it's a present for me. 
Hey, I saw something just like that today!
You did?
Yeah!
I'll show you. 
See?
Ah, Peep. 
This is round and hard. 
That isn't. 
They're completely different!
Peep, you're right!
They're the exact same color blue!
Okay, other than the blue, they're completely different. 
Well, I like them both, so it must be the blue that I like. Chirp headed home with the button, because the only thing better than one blue thing is two blue things. 
Over the next few days, Chirp found a lot of things to collect. 
See?
This is the crinkly-thingsthat-aren't-blue pile, and that's the blue-thingsthat-aren't-crinkly pile, and over there are the blue, crinkly things. 
Uh, and what about those?
Well, those are shiny things, those are pointy things, these are... 
Brown things?
Light brown things. 
This one's round things, and these are things that look like worms!
But, Chirp, how do you get to your bush?
It's easy, I... 
Maybe I should sleep at your place tonight. Huh?
Chirp?
Whoa!
I can't decide. 
This could go with the large metal things, but it would also work really well in the round-things pile. 
Maybe you should try sleeping at Quack's tonight. 
Less distracting. A few days later, Peep was visiting Quack, looking for Chirp. 
She was sleeping under that bush last night, mumbling about "small, fluffy things" and "square, purple things. " Hey, I just felt a raindrop. 
You should get a hat. 
I never feel rain on my head. 
See?
I didn't feel that. 
Okay, I might have felt that. 
Where's my hat?
Okay, I'm okay. 
Breathe!
Peep, have you seen my hat?
No. 
Maybe Chirp put it in one of her collections. Quack marched off to Chirp's bush, determined to have a word about her "collecting" hobby. 
There you are!
Did you take... 
Your hat?
Uh-huh. 
I think it's in the thingsyou-can-wear-on-your-head pile. 
Wait!
Hmm... Chirp sorted her two friends into piles, then went off to collect more stuff. Peep, of course, is in the yellow-things pile, while Quack... 
I'm in the large-blobby-things pile. 
Okay?
Beaver Boy, you can sit here. 
I'm going to move Peep and Quack over with you to make a friends-of-mine pile. 
Number one, you have too much stuff. 
Number two, you shouldn't put your friends in piles. 
Number three, I want my hat back now!
Please?
You're right. 
I have to do something about all these piles. 
I'm sorry, Quack. 
I'll go find your hat. 
Now you're talking!
So while Peep and Quack escorted Beaver Boy home, Chirp got right to work. 
I did it!
See?
No more thingsthat-look-like-worms pile!
What's that?
It looks like a worm. 
I didn't get rid of the wormy things. 
I just, uh, moved them into different piles. 
See, the green wormy thing is now in the green pile. Chirp, you were supposed to get rid of this stuff and find my hat!
Quack, no!
You'll tip it!
Okay, okay. 
I'll get rid of my stuff. Thank you. 
Hmm... Chirp, Peep and Quack invited everyone they knew to come and take whatever they wanted. 
Step right up, don't be shy!
Everything must go!
There goes my last checkered-rectangular thing. 
Now all that's left is... 
It looks so lonely. 
Maybe I should get just one more blue thing to keep it company. 
A crinkly thing!
Or I could get two things!
Quack, thinking quickly, knew exactly what to do. 
There. Now it's in the things-duckshave-to-eat-in-order-to-helptheir-friends pile. 
Pardon me. 
Thank you very much!
Thank you, everyone. Quack would win, hands down, especially if Quack was the only one voting. 
Ah... so much beauty and so few to hear it. 
Something must be done about that. 
But what?
Concert!
A concert... featuring me... singing... tomorrow!
Don't be late. 
Um, okay. 
Where is it?
I don't know yet. I don't know!
I don't know yet!
We got it!
You don't know yet!
Actually, I think I'll have it here. 
I like how it sounds -- kind of, uh... 
Oh, gosh, I don't know... "tin-canny"?
You can't have it in here!
You don't fit!
Of course I fit!
Excuse me... 
There!
Put us down!
Quack!
Whoa!
Okay, okay, I'll find someplace else. 
Okay, so we're looking for "tin-canny" but much, much bigger. 
I'm inviting a lot of... hey!
Not bad roomy. 
Whoa!
Floor's a little icy. 
Uh, cold floor. Quack soon realized that a cold audience is a restless audience. 
Don't move. 
I'll be right back. 
Ready?
Just remember that ducks have loud and forceful voices.
Okay, what's going on here?
It's not loud. 
Maybe these pillows have something to do with it. 
What does your being comfy have to do with my voice?
Quack, Peep and Chirp went looking for a better, louder place to hold Quack's concert. There seems to be enough room for my admirers, but does it pass the voice test?
Some other duck is singing here. 
And not very well. 
Hey!
Um, could you leave?
Could you leave?
No... you leave. You leave... 
You leave... 
Do you think maybe you're talking to yourself?
I'm talking to someone over there. 
Someone rude who needs to leave!
Come on, guys. 
This ravine isn't big enough for two ducks. 
By now, Quack had sung in so many places that Peep and Chirp were beginning to hope... 
I-I mean, worry that Quack would lose his voice.
That'll do. So now that Quack had the name of the concert... 
"An Afternoon with Quack. "The time... 
Tomorrow afternoon. And the place... 
The big, long, uh... the long, round, you know... the thing. All he needed to do was invite his many fans. 
The fish love me!
The fish?
He'll figure it out. 
Got it?
So I'll see you tomorrow at the big long round thing. 
Don't be late. But w-we're fish, remember?
We can't leave the water. 
Oh, yeah. 
But you're at least half my audience!
If you can't come, then... 
Hey, who's tapping while I'm talking?
It's that crawfish, over there. 
Really?
You can hear stuff very clearly down here, and there's a big audience. 
I like it!
Change of plans!
The concert will now be held at the bottom of the pond!
Quack never saw just how disappointed Peep and Chirp were to be missing his concert. 
I mean... too bad, right?
Yeah... 
I was really looking forward to it. Yeah!
I was, too. 
Oh, well. 
Maybe another time. 
Don't worry. 
I'll give another concert for you guys. 
Hey, where are you guys?
Guys!
Where did you go?
You're missing my show!
Guys?
After waking up from a long night's sleep, Peep was all ready to explore the big, wide... 
Maybe he's just having a bad dream. 
It's not a dream. 
Somebody stole the big wide world. Peep was relieved to find that the ground was still there. 
The ground and his can. 
My can -- it's gone. Whoops!
Spoke too soon. 
This is weird. 
I have to tell Quack. Over by Quack's pond, things were just as dim. 
Who painted everything gray?
Quack?
Who said that?
Quack, is that you?
Of course it's me. 
Who else would I be?
I can't see you. 
Well, I'm right here. 
You're the one who's... 
Sorry. 
What's going on?
Where'd everything go?
I don't know. 
It was like this when I woke up. 
I even lost my can for a while. 
Oh, that's terrible -- losing your can. 
My pond!
Where's my pond?
How will I find it?
All my landmarks are gone, like the rock. 
Okay, there's the rock. 
But what about the stump?
I've found it. 
But what about the... 
My pond's still here. 
Now where'd Peep go?
I'm right here. 
Watch out. Peep and Quack decided it might be safer if they stuck together. 
Watch where you step, okay?
A duck could get hurt. 
Why'd you stop?
Gray thing!
A round gray blob thing!
Ah!
Run, Peep!
Run!
Hi, Chirp. 
Hi, Peep. 
Hi, Quack. 
This fog is pretty thick, isn't it?
Uh... ahem, uh, fog?
What are you talking about?
It's all this gray stuff. 
It makes my feathers frizz. 
Whew!
So nobody stole the world?
Nope, it's all still here. 
You just can't see it. 
Oh, that's good. 
Quack was afraid that every... 
Afraid?
Excuse me. 
Ducks are afraid of absolutely nothing... 
Whoa, whoa!
Such a tragedy!
You have to help me get home. 
Right now?
In all this fog?
It's an emergency!
I have to get there now. 
If not sooner!
Squeak, is this a real emergency?
Oh, yes. 
It's terribly urgent. 
And also important. 
Well, you can count me out. 
I'm not going anywhere till this fog is gone. 
Well, I guess we'll see you later, Quack. 
Bye!
Okay, okay, don't beg. 
I'll come. 
Ouch!
Quack!
Sorry. Inch by inch, the four friends looked, listened and smelled their way to Squeak's house. 
Ugh!
What's that?
It's the skunk. 
We must be near his house. 
If the skunk's house is this way, then your house is that way, right?
Is it?
Let's see: if you turn left, then right, then left, then right, then left, then right... 
Oh, you're right. 
It is. 
Come on. Then their journey got a little dangerous. 
Stop!
Hmm?
Are we at Raven's Ravine?
Yup. 
I can't see it, but it sure sounds like it. 
Well, if we're at the ravine, then we've got to turn right, okay?
That's the safest way to go. 
Quack?
Are you okay?
This way. 
Yup, it's this way. 
Uh-huh. Dandelions!
We're almost there!
Come on!
Squeak was right. 
As soon as they passed through the dandelions... And walked around the prickly bush... 
Ouch!
Ow!
Quack. And stepped over the mud puddle... 
I'm all right. The birds found themselves at Squeak's house. We made it. 
We made it!
Oh, I am good. 
So, uh... what's the big emergency, Squeak?
Oh, right -- I almost forgot. 
It's right there. 
You have to take it away. 
I can't bear it. 
I just can't bear it!
What are you talking about?
The only thing here is a leaf. That's it. 
The leaf. 
I hate leaves. 
Take it away... far, far away. 
I can't even look at it. 
You made us come all this way just to take a yellow leaf off your house?
I told you it was important. 
It's gone, Squeak. 
All clear. Thank you, Peep!
Oh!
Good luck getting home. 
If that's an emergency, then I'm a red squirrel. 
I knew it. 
I knew it, Peep. 
Don't you remember?
I told you Chirp was a squirrel. 
I'm joking. 
Leaves aren't emergencies and I'm not a squirrel. 
Hurry up, Quack. 
We have to stick together. 
Whatever you say, my little squirrel. 
Whatever you say. 
Peep, Chirp and Quack had been playing their favorite game when it suddenly started to rain. 
Yuck!
Why does rain have to be so wet?
Oh, this is... oh-ho-ho!
Whew, I'm glad that's over!
So, where were we?
Hmm... good question. 
I was doing something important, something very important... 
I remember. 
You're it!
No fair!
I wasn't ready!
Hey, Quack, you should use your "power of duck... " whoa. 
Phew!
Whoa!
You're it. 
We can't play now. 
We're all covered in mud. 
We can't play?
Of course we can play!
We can always play. 
Missed me. Quack was right. 
You can always play -- especially in mud. 
The sun was hot, the mud was warm, and Peep, Quack and Chirp grew sleepy. 
I don't know about you guys, but I need a nap. 
Me, too. 
Come on, Quack. 
Ah, my pond. 
Have you ever seen anything so beautiful?
You know, Peep, you really should watch where you're... whoa!
That was on purpose. 
Sweet dreams... 
You too... Peep, Quack and Chirp took nice, long naps in the sun. 
Quack's nap was especially long. 
Peep?
Where are you?
Oh, there you are, Peep!
I've been calling you for hours!
Hi, Quack. Okay, I can't squint any harder. 
What are you looking at?
I'm not sure. 
What do you mean, you're not sure?
I can't tell what Chirp is pointing at. 
Chirp's not pointing. 
She's not even awake. 
I just had the strangest dream. 
I dreamt I was a statue, and all these birds were... 
I am a statue!
I can't move!
The mud got all hard!
Come down here, and we can help you. 
I can't!
My feet are stuck!
Help!
A stick!
That might help. 
This stick is too short. 
No, I believe you are too short. 
Here, let me do it. 
You know, Quack, we always do it this way, but something... 
Seems wrong about it. 
Yeah, what's wrong is you're very squirmy. 
Hold still. 
Be careful, okay?
Okay, got it, got it... 
Whoa!
Got it!
You did it!
This is terrible!
I can't even walk right. 
And look at this. 
I can't reach the water. 
And I'm thirsty. 
Hey, Quack, can you scoop up some water in your hat so Chirp can drink?
Well... okay. 
But just this once. 
I don't want just anyone thinking they can drink out of my hat. 
I can't reach it. Whoa!
Quack!
What?
Well, how else was I going to do it?
Chirp!
You can talk!
Hey!
You're right. 
It must be the water. 
The water made the mud soft again. 
Huh?
Peep's right. 
If I want to get the mud off, I'm going to have to... 
Get wet. 
It's okay, Chirp. 
You can do it. 
Okay. 
One, two... three... uh, three and a half... 
Water!
Wet!
Wet water!
I hope I never have to do that again. So I guess the moral of the story is, don't go to sleep with mud on your face. 
Right -- and don't forget to thank ducks who give you water in their hats. 
Thanks, Quack. Right. 
That too. 
Early one morning, Peep and Chirp ran down to Quack's pond. 
They arrived just in time for an important announcement. 
I'm turning into a fish. 
Do I look like a fish?
A duck fish?
Quack, why do you think you're turning into a fish?
Because of my underwater song. 
Okay, yesterday I could only sing my song once before I had to come up for air. 
But today I sang it twice before needing air. 
At this rate, I won't have to come up for air at all, just like a fish. 
Are you sure you sang the same song?
Of course. 
I told you, it's my underwater song. 
Want to hear it?
Well, um, um...
"Sing hey, sing ho"?
Uh-huh, it's my best line. 
Hey, maybe you should teach it to us. 
Great idea, Peep. 
Excuse us for a moment. 
Peep, why did you say that?
I don't want to sing about ducks. 
But we can use it to test Quack. 
We can sing while he's underwater and see if he really is turning into a fish. 
Good point. 
I am now definitely half fish. 
I knew I was special. 
I just didn't know how special. 
Quack, we didn't even get through your song once. 
How fast did you sing it?
Like that. 
Is that how fast you sang it yesterday?
Yeah... no. 
I can't remember. 
Why?
Does it matter?
Peep and Chirp decided it did matter. 
They had to find a way to sing the underwater song at the same tempo each and every time. 
But how?
Hi, Blue Sailor, what's up?
I'm turning into a fish. 
Can we sing to your tail?
I'll explain later. 
Do you think you can smack your tail without speeding up or slowing down?
Sure, I do that all the time and stuff. 
Watch. 
Great. 
Quack, pretend you're underwater and hold your breath. 
Peep and I will sing the song. 
Great song!
Okay, we're looking for something that doesn't speed up, even if it gets an itch. 
Hey, there!
Need some trash?
I've got some wonderful trash right here. 
Back... forth. 
Back, forth, back, forth, back, forth, back and forth. 
Looks pretty steady to me. 
Hey, Raccoon, can we borrow your swing?
All set?
Say when. 
I need to go faster!
Maybe we should try something else. 
Rain!
No!
Ick, bad, wet... The three birds found shelter in Nellie's doghouse, where it was very warm and cozy. 
Hey, it stopped raining. 
Hey!
Chirp, Quack, wake up!
Listen. 
That's all you can do. 
So you're not turning into a fish. 
We have to test this while I'm underwater, okay?
Otherwise it doesn't count. 
Quack's right, and we have to do it for a couple of days to see if anything changes. 
Hmm... "Hmm" indeed. 
The only thing the birds could think to do was build a drippy thing right by Quack's pond. After they figured out how to do that, they tested Quack each day for three whole days. 
By the third day, they were finally, absolutely sure that Quack was just a duck. 
You can stay underwater exactly one song long -- no more, no less. 
Sorry, you are not turning into a fish. 
Well, if I can't be a duck fish, at least I'm still a duck. 
What would we do if Quack did turn into a fish?
Peep, that's totally impossible. 
Ducks are web-footed pond-dwellers, and fish are fish. 
Do you understand?
Sort of. 
Most of Peep's friends are pretty big... or maybe it just seems that way to Peep, since he's pretty small. 
Beaver Boy, for example, is not only bigger than Peep, he's toothier. 
Hello, Peep. 
You know, Peep, it must be nice for a little guy like you to have a great big duck like me for a friend. 
Give me a break. 
You're not so big. 
You're just holding your breath. Am not. 
Anyway, I'm bigger than you. 
And I'm bigger than Peep. 
So what?
You're not bigger. 
We're the same size. 
Oh, no, no, no, Peep. 
I'm much, much bigger. 
See?
Mm-hmm. Anyway, as I was saying, Peep is pretty small, which is a hard thing to be, sometimes. 
Yeah, yeah, rub it in. 
What's this?
Wow!
This makes everything look huge!
My foot is as big as Quack's!
Peep wanted to see all of him look big... 
Hmm... But he couldn't figure out how to be in two places at once. 
Well, maybe I need to run faster. Hey, mister!
Whoa!
Over here!
Wow!
You are really big!
I didn't know grass could talk. I'm not grass. 
I'm me!
Oh. 
Hi, Me. 
I'm Peep. 
You're tiny. I'm not tiny. 
You're big!
What are you, anyway?
I don't remember. 
Well, where do you live?
I forget. 
Are you lost?
I think so. 
Maybe. 
Well... Let's go find Chirp. 
If anyone can figure out what you are, she can. Okay!
On the way to get help from Chirp, Peep and Me ran into the bunnies. Hi, Peep!
Hi, Peep!
Bye, Peep!
I wonder if you're a bunny. 
Do you live in a hole and bounce around a lot?
I remember being in a hole, but I don't remember any bouncing. 
Well, if you don't remember bouncing, then you're not a bunny. Still looking for Chirp, Peep and Me passed by an apple tree. Whoa!
I like apples, but I don't eat them like that. 
Then I guess you're not a chipmunk. Next, Peep and Me found themselves near a beehive. What are they doing?
They're buzzing. 
They're bees. 
Do you think you might be a... 
A bee?
No!
Yahoo!
Chirp!
Chirp, I found you!
Me and I need your help!
What do you mean, "Me and I"?
Look!
This is Me!
That black spot is you?
No, I'm Peep. 
That's Me. 
Oh!
What?
Me can't remember what she is or where she lives. 
How can you not remember what you are?
Well, I do remember some things. 
I remember that I live in a hole and I can't bounce but I like apples and I'm not a bee. 
Well, if you can't figure it out, you might consider becoming a duck. 
What do you think, Chirp?
What lives in a hole and likes apples, but isn't a bee and... 
I forget the rest. 
I have no idea. 
I mean, I can't even see him. 
Her. 
Me. Oh, I know!
I know!
Follow me. 
We can look at Me through this. 
It makes everything really big. 
Watch. 
You're right. 
Good idea, Peep. 
Wait. 
Let's look at me first. 
I mean "me" me, not "Me" me. 
What are you saying?
The duck -- look at the duck!
So how about it?
What do you see?
What do you see?
I see a big, fat feather. 
Excuse me, I don't see what's so funny. 
A duck's bottom is a work of art. 
Could we look at Me now?
Me... you're an ant!
Oh, yeah, now I remember. 
I'm an ant!
A tiny, tiny ant!
You've got six legs. 
We couldn't see that before. Peep knew where the ants lived, so he took Me home. You know, when I grow up, I want to be a big chicken just like you. 
Thanks, Me!
Bye, Me!
So, at the end of the day, Peep realized something important. 
He might be small, but he was big, too -- bigger than grass, bigger than flowers, and a big hero to Me. 
Did you hear that, Chirp?
Me wants to grow up just like me. 
Um, Peep... 
An ant can't grow up to be a chicken, you know. Shh!
Don't spoil it. 
Chirp loves to watch leaves. 
She loves how they pile up under her bush and how they fly when the wind blows. 
Wow!
Peep would love these!
Peep!
Are you there?
Come out and play, Peep!
The leaves are great!
I can't. 
I'm busy. 
Busy?
With what?
With my dandelion seed!
When all the dandelions turned into seeds last summer, I saved one. 
You saved a what?
A dandelion seed. 
Look. 
It's right there. 
You mean that thing?
Uh-huh. 
Isn't it amazing?
Why did you save it again?
Because it reminds me of summer. 
Oh. 
Well, I guess I'll see you later. 
Okay. 
Bye, Chirp. 
Chirp?
Excuse me for asking, but have you gone mad?
Quack!
Chirp!
It's gone!
I lost it!
I took my dandelion seed outside, and it blew away. 
No!
The one you were saving?
The last dandelion seed of summer?
Yes!
Did you see it?
Nope. 
But no worries, Peep. 
I'm going to start looking right now. Nothing there. 
And -- quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack... 
Nope. 
Sorry, Peep, I'm afraid it's gone forever. 
It can't be!
It's my favorite thing. 
Peep... the world is big, and your thing was pretty small. 
You'll never find it. 
But don't worry. 
There'll be more dandelions in the spring. 
I don't want another dandelion seed. 
I want that one. Chirp and Quack knew they had to help Peep, because that's what friends do. 
Any chance of us finding this thing?
Nope. 
Just checking. 
Hmm... guys?
What's up?
Are you stuck?
No. 
Not stuck. 
Just a little... 
Wait!
I got it, I got it!
Ah!
There we go. 
Here. 
Grab onto this. 
Uh-huh. 
Quack!
Are you okay?
Fine. 
Never better. What was that?
Was that an earthquake?
Nope, just a duck. 
Wait, Squeak. 
Did you see a dandelion seed go by?
A dandelion seed?
Hmm... 
Nope. The problem with looking for a dandelion seed is, it could be anywhere. 
Peep, I hate to tell you, but we're never going to find it. 
Yes, we will. 
I know we will. 
Let's try that way!
Quack. 
That's it!
I'm done. What are these?
Are they snakes?
Are they worms?
Get them off!
Calm down, okay?
They're not worms or snakes. 
Well, then, what then?
What?
I don't know, but they sure are sticky. Peep could see that it was going to get dark pretty soon. 
He didn't have much time left. 
I'm just going to check that wood pile, okay?
Can you pull these off?
Sorry -- didn't catch that. 
Coming, Peep!
I'll be right there!
Hello?
Any dandelion seeds in there?
Quack, it's a seed. 
It can't hear you. 
Can you please pull these things off?
Come out, come out, wherever you are. 
Hey!
Oh, no!
You went into the prickly bush!
Get these off!
You first. 
Your turn. 
Thanks for sticking with me, you guys. 
I'm sorry you got all stuck. 
Hey!
Look over there!
It's so beautiful!
So webby!
Yeah, it's like a treasure-catcher. 
Look!
There's a leaf and a dandelion seed. 
What did you say?
A dandelion se... 
Wait!
I found your seed!
I found Peep's seed!
I can't believe you actually found that thing. 
I knew I would. 
Thanks, Quack. 
I wish I knew who made the treasure-catcher. 
I'd like to say thank you. 
Well, I wish I knew who was going to get the rest of these burrs off. Just so you know, Quack and Chirp eventually got themselves un-stuck. 
As for the maker of the treasure-catcher... we'll meet her another day. 
The day the sunflowers bloomed, Peep, Chirp and Quack went to see them up close. 
But if you're a small bird, no matter how close you get to a sunflower, you're still far away. 
What do you think they smell like up there?
We'll never know. 
When I can fly, I'm going to fly right up to a sunflower and smell it. 
You're kind of squishing my face. 
Sorry, Peep. 
Hey, did you see that?
A sunflower just disappeared. 
I saw it that time. 
You guys are imagining things. 
Sunflowers don't just disappear. 
Hey, Chirp -- hurry!
Over here!
Well, I'm glad my being slugged by a flower worked out so well for you. 
What are you doing?
Ahoy, Blue Sailor. 
I'm practicing. 
Tomorrow I get to bite through my first tree. 
My teeth are now old enough and stuff. 
You know, biting flowers isn't at all like biting through trees. 
Hey, I know something better you could practice on. 
Ooh -- woody!
You're right, this is just like a tree. 
Wow -- you'd think it would fall. What if I bite through a tree tomorrow and it just hangs there in mid-air?
If you think about it, this is really amazing. 
I think these round things are keeping it from falling. Whew!
That's a relief. 
Well, I better go rest up for my big day. 
You're invited. 
In the morning. 
Wouldn't miss it for the world!
I'm not going to have to wake up early for this, am I?
The next morning, Peep and Chirp woke Quack up... three times and hurried toward the beaver dam. 
There they are -- hurry!
We don't want to miss it. 
I hope he appreciates I'm missing sleep for this. Son, this is a big step in the mouth of a beaver. 
Blue Sailor!
Ahoy, Blue Sailor. 
Hi, Red Round, hi, Yellow Guy. 
Yay!
From this day on, you will not only gather sticks and twigs. 
You will be a tree feller. I'm going to knock down this whole tree. Remember, son: notch high, notch low. 
I'm going to be the best. 
After I do this one, I think I'll do that one, and those. 
Maybe I'll build my own dam and have parties. All right, go ahead. Your father said it's time. Now?
Okay, here I go. 
Wow, I wouldn't want to sit next to him at dinner. 
Whoops. 
Uh, Dad?
Whew!
Is everybody okay?
I'm fine. 
I did it wrong -- all wrong. 
Son?
Wait!
Wow, he's fast. 
See how well that boy runs?
That's my boy. Everyone spread out to search for Beaver Boy. 
Beaver Boy hid -- or thought he did. 
Hi. How did you find me?
Your tail. I don't deserve a tail. 
I'll never be a real beaver. 
I nearly beaned you with a whole entire tree. 
Maybe you just need to practice. Okay. Are you sure?
You're not a beaver and stuff. 
That's what your dad said. 
Yeah!
By the third tree, Beaver Boy had perfected his technique. I did it right... 
I did it right!
Where are you going?
Hey, Mom!
Hey, Dad!
It's me, your son. You came back!
Uh-huh. 
Watch what I can do. 
Okay. Uh, son, where do you think we should stand?
Right there, because this tree is going down that way. Wow!
What a great job. 
That's my boy. Great job!
Everyone was so proud and happy, thanks to the bird and beaver cooperation that makes this world so great. being a beaver doesn't seem so tough. 
That's the worst thing I ever tasted. 
Here, try it. 
Uh-uh, I'll take your word for it. 
Peep, taste it, bite that tree. 
Go ahead -- go. 
No, thanks. 
Come on!
You got to try it!
I'm not kidding, it's so bad. 
It's unbelievable -- you got to try it. 
Come on, have a bite. 
It's tree!
Each morning, Chirp tries to fly from her bush. 
Most of the time, she lands on her head. 
But this time... 
I'm doing it!
I'm flying!
Di-di-did anybody see that?
Peep, Quack!
Where are you?
You see, Peep, once upon a time, birds could only fly in the air. 
But then, some birds got smarter, turned into ducks and began to swim. 
After that, they got hats. 
Peep, you have to come right now!
It's the greatest thing ever!
Are you ready?
We're ready!
All right, then. 
Here I go. 
One... two... three... fly!
You flew, Chirp!
You did it!
I know, I know!
Yay!
Why aren't you excited?
Oh, I am. 
I'm excited. 
Excited and, uh... and, uh, thrilled. 
Then why aren't you going, "Woo-hoo!"Chirp did it!
She's a real, live flying bird!
Well, I guess I'm not that excited. 
I mean, a duck could fly off that branch. 
Oh, yeah?
Then let's see you do it. 
I dare you. 
You can't dare me. 
Why not?
Because, uh... 
Because I dared you first!
So ha!
Even though no one actually heard it, Quack insisted that he dared Chirp first. 
He dared her to fly from a tree. 
No problem. 
It'll be easy. 
It'll be the easiest thing I ever did. 
Don't worry. 
You can chicken out if you want. 
No offense, Peep. 
I'm not afraid. 
I just don't think I can get up there. 
Oh, well. 
Too bad. 
Don't move. 
I'll be right back. Like this?
A little lower... 
Uh-huh, there, oh, there!
Perfect. 
Great. 
Thanks. 
Okay. 
I'm ready. 
I'm ready to fly. 
Bet you can't!
Bet I can!
I can't. There's nothing worse than chickening out in front of a duck. 
It doesn't matter, Chirp. 
You flew off your own branch, and that's good enough. 
Yeah, but a real bird can fly from anything. 
I wonder why it's hard to fly. 
Those leaves make it look so easy. 
That's it!
You're the most brilliant Peep ever!
Why?
What did I say?
I just need something that will catch the air and slow me down. 
Something like this!
Mmm, maybe. 
How about this?
It's pretty. 
Not bad. 
Not bad at all. 
Ready?
Here I come!
This'll work much better. 
Are you ready?
This is going to be great!
Aah, it ripped!
Do you think a leaf will work?
There's only one way to find out. 
Unfortunately. Although it wasn't perfect, the leaf worked better than the strainer or the umbrella. 
Prepare to be amazed!
Ta-dah!
All right!
Yippee!
Yay!
Woo!
You're kidding me, right?
That wasn't flying. 
Well, it was better than falling. 
Sorry, doesn't count. 
In fact, forget the tree. 
There's only one way to prove you're a flying bird. 
Yeah?
How?
Fly across my pond. 
The day you do that, I'll eat my hat. Quack should have known better. 
Chirp can be very determined. 
Do you understand?
Are you sure, Red Round?
I'm sure. 
It'll be our secret, okay?
A secret?
You mean hush-hush, I can't tell anyone, cross my heart and stuff?
Mm-hmm. Yay!
Mom, Dad!
I can't wait to tell the secret. 
Okay, so tell me what I have to do again?
Okay, you have to go from there to there. 
And you have to flap your wings. 
Okay. 
All set, Beaver Boy?
All set!
On your mark, get set... 
Go!
I did it!
I did it!
That wasn't flying!
I did just what you said. 
I went from there to here, and I flapped my wings. 
Yeah, but you... 
You had beaver help!
You didn't say I couldn't. 
I'm not eating my hat. 
No, no, not doing it. 
You have to. 
You promised!
Well... one bite. 
And that's it. 
That is it!
Four bites!
Four big bites!
Two... and that's my final offer. 
Three. 
I flew and you have to eat your hat. 
You did not fly!
You were flung. 
Let's just end the story here.