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[JUNIPER, host of a garden show for little ones, waves at the camera] Good morning, Puddle Patch friends! It's me, Juniper. And guess what? It rained last night! [listens, nods] You're right. That means puddles! But before we go splashing, I need your help. I lost my boots. They're yellow. Bright, sunny yellow. Can you see something yellow? [waits] Where? Behind the watering can? Oh! There they are! You have super eyes. Okay, boots on. One, two. Let's go jump!

[A tiny hero, the size of a cracker, stands on a lunchbox] Fear not, citizens of the Lunchbox! When sandwiches are squished and juice boxes leak, one hero rises. Crunchy on the outside. Brave on the inside. Captain Crumb, reporting for duty!

[PROFESSOR SNOOT, in his lab inside a hollow pepper grinder. The hero is tied to a chair with licorice] Ah, Tater Kid. So kind of you to drop in. Literally. Through my skylight. You'll be paying for that. Now. Behold! The Sneeze Ray! One zap and the entire town of Mildew Springs will sneeze. Nonstop. For a week! No one will be able to finish a sentence. No one will be able to eat soup. Soup, Tater Kid! Imagine the mess! And while they are all achoo-ing into their elbows, I will stroll into the bank and take every last... every last... [his nose starts to twitch] Oh no. Not now. Who left the pepper out? I live in a pepper grinder, why would I... ah... ahh... [a huge sneeze] ...Bless me. Where did the ray go? Tater Kid, did you see where it... Tater Kid? Oh, come on!

[WOBBLES, a sidekick in oversized goggles, on night watch] I'm awake. I'm totally awake. My eyes are just... resting their eyelids. [yawns] Okay, report! The moon is still there. Good job, moon. The bushes are... bushy. No bad guys. Just a snail. Hi, snail. You're going slow too, huh? Me too, buddy. Me too. [yawns] Maybe I'll just lie down on this nice soft... wait, is that the bad guy's cape? Ooh. It's so fluffy.

[MILLIE, a caterpillar, sits on a leaf surrounded by tiny sneakers] Hi! I'm Millie, and today I'm going to a dance party. But first I need shoes. Lots of shoes. Can you count with me? One shoe. Two shoes. Three, four, five! Six! Seven! Eight shoes on eight feet! [looks down] Hmm. Wait a minute. I have more feet. Nine, ten, eleven... how many feet do I have? Oh, never mind. I'll dance barefoot!

[KAI, leader of the Cinder Riders, raises a glowing wristband] Wheels, spin! Wings, fold! Armor, lock in! [SFX: metal clanks and a rising whine] Cinder Riders, gear up! Team, the dam at Copper Creek is cracking. Let's ride out and bring the thunder!

[LADY LUMPKIN, in a castle made of old pudding cups, addresses her pet goose] They laughed at me, Gerald. At the Village Bake-Off. They said my pie was lumpy. Lumpy! My pie was textured. So now the whole village will pay. I will turn every oven in town into a tuba. No bread. No muffins. Just tubas. And when they come crawling to me, begging for baked goods, I will eat the last cupcake. Slowly. In front of them. With a very small fork!

[DOCTOR DOT, host of a science show, stands under a big orange tree. A letter flutters down] Oh! We got a question from Noah, who is six. Noah wants to know, why do leaves fall off trees? Great question, Noah. Let's look. All summer, leaves work really hard. They catch sunlight and turn it into food for the tree. Like tiny solar panels! But in the fall, the days get shorter. There's less sunlight. And the tree knows winter is coming. So the tree does something clever. It closes a little door where each leaf joins the branch. No more water goes in. The green fades away, and we see the yellows and oranges that were hiding underneath. Then, snap! The leaf lets go. The tree is saving its energy. It rests all winter, and in spring, it grows brand-new leaves. So next time you jump in a leaf pile, say thank you, tree. You worked hard!

[SPARKY, a little firefly, glows softly over a sleepy meadow] Well, friends, the sun is going down. The frogs are finishing their songs. The bunnies are snuggling into their burrows. And my light is getting soft and sleepy too. See? Let's take one big breath together. In... and out. Thank you for playing with me today. You were brave and kind and very, very good at counting stars. Goodnight, meadow. Goodnight, friend.

[A whoosh of wind. ZIPPA ZOOM skids to a stop in front of a runaway shopping cart] Whoa there, runaway cart! Sorry I'm late, everybody. I stopped for a smoothie. In Brazil. The name's Zippa Zoom, and nobody, I mean nobody, outruns me!

[MAYOR MUFFINTOP taps a squeaky microphone in the town square] Ahem! Citizens of Crumbleton! This is an emergency. Do not panic. I repeat, do not panic! The town clock has stopped. The bakery is closed. The ducks are marching down Main Street in a very organized way. And my hat is on fire! [sniffs, looks up] Oh. No. My hat is not on fire. That's just the sunset. Carry on.

[DR. DOOFLEBOTTOM, wild hair, lab full of paper clips, holds up two horseshoe magnets] Greetings, young scientists! Today, we meet the invisible force. It's not a ghost. It's not a sneeze. It's magnetism! Every magnet has two ends. A north end and a south end. Now watch. [holds them close] When I put north near south, they pull together! Click! Like best friends. But if I put north near north... [struggles] They push apart! Like two cats who both want the same sunny spot! Try as I might, they will not touch. Magnets pull on some metals, like iron. That's why my paper clips follow me everywhere. [SFX: a cascade of paper clips] Oh dear. And my spoons. And my keys. And my... is that my car? Remember, scientists: opposites attract, and the same ends push apart. And never, ever build a magnet this big in your kitchen!

[A harbor. Dark clouds. TOOT, a small red tugboat, hides behind a dock post] Um. Hi. It's me, Toot. I'm not hiding. I'm just... checking this post. It's a very nice post. [thunder rumbles far away] Okay. Okay. I'm hiding. There's a storm coming, and the big ship needs me to guide her into the harbor. But the waves are so big, and I'm so small, and my tummy feels all wobbly. Do you ever feel wobbly inside? [listens] You do? Really? [a deep, gentle foghorn sounds from the big ship] Oh! Grandma Ferry says... big boats get scared too? Even her? She says being scared is okay. You can be scared and brave at the same time. Okay. I'll take a big breath, just like Grandma Ferry does. Like this. [breathes in, out] I'm still a little wobbly. But I'm going. Toot toot! Hold on, big ship. Here I come!

[BEEBLE, a round green blob, has just eaten an entire bowl of fizzy berries] Mmm! Fizzy berries! Beeble loves fizzy berries! Bouncy, bubbly, tickly... [a big bubbly burp] ...Excuse me! Beeble is very sorry. Beeble is also not sorry. More berries, please! Big ones!

[KIKI the kangaroo host stands at a little sink with a bar of soap] Okay, friends! Time to wash our paws. Clap along with me! Water on, and splash, splash, splash. Soap in hands, and squish, squish, squish. Rub the fronts and rub the backs, in between your fingers, thwack! Bubbles here and bubbles there, bubbles on my ear... hey, how'd that get there? Rinse it off and shake, shake, shake. Towel dry. Hooray! Clean paws, let's play!

[A storybook page turns. A gray cloud sulks above a sunny town] High above the town of Sunnyside lived a cloud named Nimbus. And Nimbus was grumpy. "Look at them down there," he muttered. "Picnics. Kites. Everybody smiling. Nobody ever looks up and says, hello, Nimbus. Nice shape today, Nimbus." So Nimbus did what grumpy clouds do. He rained. Down went the picnic blankets. Up went the umbrellas. And Nimbus waited for everyone to be as grumpy as he was. But then something strange happened. A little girl in green boots ran out into the street. She jumped in a puddle. Splash! Then another. Splash! "Thank you, cloud!" she shouted. "Best puddles ever!" Nimbus blinked. "Thank you? To me?" Then her friends came out. Then their dads. Then a very old man with a very old dog. Splash, splash, splash! The flowers stood up straight. The garden drank and drank. "Look," said the girl, pointing up. "The cloud is shaped like a heart." Nimbus checked. She was right. He hadn't even tried. From that day on, Nimbus was still a little grumpy. Clouds usually are. But every now and then, when the town looked thirsty, he drifted over, took a deep breath, and gave them the very best puddles he could.

[RANGER ROSIE kneels in tall grass with a magnifying glass. She whispers] Shh. We have to be very quiet. We're on a bug hunt. Let's look under this leaf. Slowly. Ready? Ooh! A beetle! See how shiny he is? Like a little green button. And look, he has six legs. Let's count them. One, two, three, four, five, six! Oh, he's walking away. Bye, beetle! Thanks for saying hi. What else can we find? Let's check that log. Tiptoe with me.

[Fast-cut clips. Lightning, a castle, a giant mechanical crab] Previously on Stormclaw Squad! The Crab King stole the Thunder Crystal and hid it deep in Rumble Canyon. Jax lost his hover board in a very embarrassing way. And Nova discovered she can talk to birds. Mostly pigeons. They have a lot of opinions. Now the squad must team up to get the crystal back, before the Crab King turns Harbor City into one giant sandcastle!

[COUNTESS CRANKSHAW, in a tower of clocks, stirs a cauldron with an umbrella] Balloons. Streamers. Singing. Ugh! The whole town is singing that silly song again. For whom, this time? The baker's twins. Of course. Two birthdays at once. Double the noise! Well, not anymore. Tonight, I will stop every clock in Tickleberry. If time can't move forward, nobody gets any older. And if nobody gets older... No more birthdays! Ever! Ha! Ha ha! [cackles, then coughs] Don't look at me like that, Mister Whiskers. I'm not being mean. I'm being efficient. [beat, quieter] Besides. Nobody ever came to mine. Seventy-three years. Seventy-three cakes. Every one of them eaten by me and a cat. [a knock at the door. Faint singing outside] What... who's that? Mister Whiskers, why are there people at my door? With a cake? [sniffs] Well. I suppose the clocks can wait until tomorrow.

[TUBA TED, a small elephant, shuffles up to his friend Lulu the mouse and her fallen block tower] Um. Lulu? I have something to say. When I was dancing, my trunk went swoosh. And your tower went crash. That was me. I'm sorry, Lulu. I didn't mean to, but I still did it. And you worked really hard on it. [beat] Can I help you build it again? I'll keep my trunk very, very still. Like this. See? Okay, maybe a little wiggle.

[CONDUCTOR CLEM leans out of a bright toy train] All aboard the Alphabet Express! Choo choo! Our first stop is the letter B. B says buh. Buh, buh, bus. Buh, buh, banana. Buh, buh, bubble! Can you say buh? [waits] Great job! Next stop, the letter M. M says mmm. Mmm, moon. Mmm, mitten. Mmm, marshmallow. Mmm, that makes me hungry. All aboard! Next stop, the snack car!

[PENNY PICKETT talks into a walkie-talkie she's taped to a flashlight. Her garage lab is smoking slightly] Lab log, day one. Penny Pickett, age nine, genius. Also fourth grade. Today I invented the Homework Helper 3000. You put your worksheet in, it thinks really hard, and out comes the answers. Science! I tested it on my math. It worked perfectly. Mom said "wow." I said "I know." Lab log, day two. Update. The Homework Helper 3000 has started doing everyone's homework. Including homework nobody asked for. It did my brother's. It did the neighbor's. It did the dog's. The dog doesn't go to school. Also it's now making up homework. For me. It gave me a worksheet about my feelings. [SFX: printer whirring] It's printing more. It's printing so many more. Note for day three: invent the Homework Stopper. Very, very fast. [SFX: a loud ding] Oh no. It's grading me.

[FLASHBOLT, teen captain of the Sparkton Bolts, stands on a bench] Okay, team. Listen up. Out there are the Iron Invaders. They're shiny. They're huge. They never get tired. But you know what they don't have? Snacks at halftime. And each other. They were built to win. We just really, really like winning. That's different. So we play fast, we play smart, and we believe in each other. Bolts on three! One, two, three!