Mum!
Dad!
Bingo!
Bluey!
Bluey, come on, chew with your mouth shut.
Sorry, Dad. I keep forgetting.
That's OK.
Bluey! Sorry!
Well, if you won't listen to me, maybe you'll listen to...
Unicorse!
How's it going, salad dodgers?
Well, Unicorse, Bluey keeps chewing with her mouth open.
So?
I chew with my mouth open all the time.
Watch.
Did you just eat a tick from your own hair?
Yep. Eugh!
You know what, kids, don't listen to Unicorse.
What? Why not?
'Cause you're a grub.
You don't brush your teeth,
you don't eat vegetables and you don't take showers.
Grub! But that's why we like him.
He doesn't care that he's a grub.
I'm happy with who I am. Why should I change?
Morning, Bluebears.
Who is that?!
That's our mum.
Well...I'm gonna marry your mum.
What?! Stop! She's already married.
And...why should I care?
You would care if you knew who she was married to.
Yeah. He's a pretty smooth guy.
Not as smooth as me! Check it.
Hey, toots, when are we getting married?
Mm, smooth.
I'd say...never.
Hey, hey, hey! Check me out first.
Is that chilli sauce?
It's sweet chilli sauce.
Care for a lick?
Tempting, but no.
You look like you've never cleaned your teeth,
brushed your hair, or had a shower in your life.
Well, you gave it a good shot.
Now, I think you best be getting off.
No, don't stop!
I ain't going nowhere until your mum and I are together.
Hooray! Oh, man.
What were all those things she said?
Teeth combing and showuzz?
ShowERS.
Whatever. Show me how to do 'em.
OK, come with us. Alright!
The thing is, I do this to myself.
I don't know what that says. I can't read!
This is toothpaste.
Do I eat it? No!
It makes your teeth clean.
What does this button do?
Argh! Argh! Argh!
Argh!
Ow! Ow! Ow!
That's it! You get the horn!
Gah! Yuk!
Gah!
Maybe self-improvement just isn't for you.
Listen, Unicorse, no-one WANTS to eat broccoli.
Except me. You just have to do it.
But WHY do I have to?
Because you want to marry Mum
and she loves broccoli eaters.
OK, let's do this.
Ow!
OK, you're ready. Go and talk to Mum.
OK. A quick tick for the road.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
You cannot eat a tick in front of Mum.
You got that? OK. Yep, got it.
You got that, Dad?
What's it got to do with me?
Yeah! What's it got to do with him?
Hi!
Oh, sorry, toot...I mean, love. I didn't mean to scare you.
That's OK.
I've just stepped out of the shower and brushed my teeth.
And I'm wondering, would you like to join me for some brocconi?
Broccoli!
Uh, I mean, broccoli.
Well, I must say, you really have cleaned yourself up.
And I love your little bow tie.
OK, yes, I loved to.
Oh, my gosh!
Wait!
No! Come back.
Well, that could have gone a bit better.
Dad! What?
Oh, I'm sorry, kids.
I couldn't help it. It's not your fault, Unicorse.
Yeah, it's his.
Me?!
Him? I don't understand.
I'm the one who ate the tick.
Unicorse, you're a puppet.
He controls you.
Ah, that's a good one.
Yeah.
Dad! You are a puppet. I'll show you.
Say something the exact same time as him.
OK, we'll say bauxite. You ready?
Ready.
Bauxite! Bauxite!
See? Dad said it after!
Oh, he was just late. Try again.
Bauxite. Bauxite.
He's just mucking around.
That's why I love this guy.
Dad, tell him the truth.
OK, OK.
Look, mate, you are a puppet, and I do control you.
I'm sorry.
There he goes again.
It's true. Have you ever looked at your legs?
What do you mean look at my legs?
They're just normal.
My life is a lie.
Yeah, and one more thing.
Oh!
Hi.
Oh, well, this won't be awkward.
What are you doing?
Whatever HE wants to do.
Someone's feeling a bit sorry for themselves.
Someone? You're a someone!
I'm a...no-one.
You ready?
Go. Hey, hey, hey.
What's going on?
Whoa, this feels weird.
Whoa! This is amazing!
You know what's good about being no-one?
What?
You're everyone.
Whoa!
Oh, crazy day.
Sure. I've been thinking.
How can you be sure YOU'RE not a puppet?
Don't be silly.
Night, Unicorse. Night.
Wow, that was a weird dream.
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