( snoring )

( sighs loudly )

NARRATOR:
After waking up
from a long night's sleep,

Peep was all ready
to explore the big, wide...

PEEP:
Huh?

NARRATOR:
Maybe he's just having
a bad dream.

PEEP:
It's not a dream.

Somebody stole
the big wide world.

NARRATOR:
Peep was relieved to find
that the ground was still there.

The ground and his can.

( Peep gasps )

PEEP:
My can-- it's gone.

NARRATOR:
Whoops!

Spoke too soon.

( crash )

PEEP:
Ow!

This is weird.

I have to tell Quack.

NARRATOR:
Over by Quack's pond,
things were just as dim.

( Quack snoring, yawns, quacks )

( sighs )

Hey! Hey... hey...

Who painted everything gray?

PEEP ( in distance ):
Quack?

QUACK:
Who said that?

PEEP:
Quack, is that you?

QUACK:
Of course it's me.

Who else would I be?

PEEP:
I can't see you.

QUACK:
Well, I'm right here.

You're the one who's...

( thud )

PEEP AND QUACK:
Ow!

PEEP:
Sorry.

QUACK:
What's going on?
Where'd everything go?

QUACK:
I don't know.

It was like this
when I woke up.

I even lost my can for a while.

QUACK:
Oh, that's terrible--
losing your can.

( gasps )

My pond!

Where's my pond?!

QUACK:
How will I find it?

All my landmarks
are gone...

like the rock.

( thud )

Okay, there's the rock.

But what about
the stump?

( crash )

I've found it.

But what
about the po...

( splash, gurgling )

Whoo-hoo!
My pond's still here.

Now where'd Peep go?

Peep! Peep?

PEEP:
I'm right here.

Watch... ( thud, groans )
...out.

NARRATOR:
Peep and Quack decided

it might be safer
if they stuck together.

QUACK:
Watch where
you step, okay?

A duck could get hurt.

Why'd you stop?

( screams ):
Gray thing!

A round gray
blob... thing!

Ah! Run, Peep! Run!

PEEP:
Hi, Chirp.

CHIRP:
Hi, Peep. Hi, Quack.

This fog is pretty thick,
isn't it?

( chuckling ):
Uh... ahem, uh, fog?

What are you talking about?

It's all this gray stuff.

It makes my feathers frizz.

PEEP:
Whew! So nobody stole the world?

CHIRP:
Nope, it's all still here.

You just can't see it.

PEEP:
Oh, that's good.

Quack was afraid
that every...

QUACK:
Ha ha! Afraid?

Excuse me.

Ducks are afraid
of absolutely noth...

( Squeak yelling )

( Quack yells )

CHIRP:
Whoa, whoa!

SQUEAK:
Such a tragedy!

In all the history of mousedom,

no tragedy has been so tragic!

You have to help me get home.

PEEP:
Right now?

In all this fog?

SQUEAK:
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.

QUACK:
Well, you can count me out.

I'm not going anywhere
till this fog is gone.

PEEP:
Well, I guess we'll
see you later, Quack.

Bye!

QUACK:
Okay, okay, don't beg.

I'll, uh... come.

( all yelling )

QUACK:
Ouch!

PEEP:
Quack!

QUACK:
Sorry.

NARRATOR:
Inch by inch, the four friends
looked, listened

and smelled their way
to Squeak's house.

( sniffing )

Ugh!

QUACK:
What's that?

( sniffing )

BOTH:
Blech!

PEEP:
It's the skunk.

We must be
near his house.

CHIRP:
If the skunk's house
is this way,

then your house
is that way, right?

SQUEAK:
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.

NARRATOR:
Then their journey got
a little dangerous.

PEEP:
Ow!

CHIRP:
Stop!

( thump echoing )

ALL:
Hmm?!

PEEP ( echoing ):
Are we at Raven's Ravine?

CHIRP ( echoing ):
Yup.

I can't see it,
but it sure sounds like it.

QUACK:
Well, if we're
at the ravine,

then we've got
to turn right, okay?

That's the safest
way to go.

( Quack screams )

( thudding and thumping,
Quack screaming )

Quack?

Are you okay?

( Quack quacks )

This way.

Yup, it's this way.

Uh-huh.

SQUEAK:
Dandelions!

We're almost there!

Come on!

NARRATOR:
Squeak was right.

As soon as they passed
through the dandelions...

( Quack sneezing )

NARRATOR:
And walked around
the prickly bush...

QUACK:
Ouch!

Ow! Ow! Quack.

NARRATOR:
And stepped over
the mud puddle...

( Quack yelling )

QUACK:
I'm all right.

NARRATOR:
The birds found themselves
at Squeak's house.

SQUEAK:
We made it.

We made it!

Oh, I am good.

CHIRP:
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!

CHIRP:
What are you
talking about?

The only thing here is a leaf.

SQUEAK:
That's it.

The leaf.

I hate leaves.

Take it away... far, far away.

I can't even look at it.

QUACK:
You made us come all this way...

just to take a yellow leaf
off your house?!

SQUEAK:
Uh-huh.

I told you it
was important.

PEEP:
It's gone, Squeak.

All clear.

SQUEAK:
Thank you, Peep!

Oh!

Good luck getting home.

CHIRP:
If that's an emergency,

then I'm a red squirrel.

QUACK:
( gasps )... I knew it.

I knew it, Peep.

Don't you remember?

I told you Chirp
was a squirrel.

CHIRP:
I'm joking.

Leaves aren't emergencies

and I'm not
a squirrel.

( Quack chuckles )

CHIRP:
Hurry up, Quack.

We have to stick together.

QUACK:
Whatever you say,
my little squirrel.

Whatever you say.