Mr Greator is Up to No Good Grandpa In My Pocket

-BOTH:

-Not the shrinking cap, Grandpa!

Catch me if you can!

Come down, Grandpa!

Ha-ha!

I was really enjoying being in Sunny Sands for the summer,

with the lighthouse, the pier, the boats in the harbour,

and our beach hut on the lovely sandy beach.

I was at home with Grandpa and Wolfie.

Uncle CG had gone to the beach to hire out some bikes.

Bring them back this afternoon. Have a good time.

Just then, the door of the beach hut next to ours opened,

and guess who stepped out.

-Morning!

-Mr Greator the Creator!

Mr Greator, as you may know, is an inventor, like Mr Mentor,

but, as Grandpa always says,

usually Mr Greator is up to no good.

So, Mr Greator, what brings you to Sunny Sands?

-Are you inventing something?

-No, not at all.

I'm here for a holiday. I've rented this beach hut for the week.

-Then they heard...

-Home-made ice cream, lots of lovely flavours.

It was Miss Smiley.

Oh! It's you, Mr Greator.

-Now, would you like an ice cream? All home-made.

-You bet!

I'll have a "double choc chip with a double dollop of chocolate sauce

-"and a strawberry on the top" sundae, please.

-Coming up.

Make it a triple dollop.

Here you are. My own secret recipe.

Secret, did you say?

-I keep all my secret recipes in this book, you see?

-Really?

-They're all in that book?

-Yes, but I never let it out of my sight.

If somebody stole my ice-cream recipes,

they could start an ice-cream factory

and make lots and lots of money.

Lots of money?

But I'm sure nobody would ever do anything as naughty as that.

HE LAUGHS

She put the book away and Mr Greator did this.

Aaaargh!

-A crusty crab!

-Where, where?

-At your feet! It's coming to nip your toes.

-Miss Smiley?

-I hate crusty crabs. please, somebody get rid of it.

Leave it to me!

Uncle CJ was so busy calming Miss Smiley down that he didn't see

what Mr Greator did next.

-All clear, all clear. The crusty crab has gone.

-Oh!

Oh, thank you!

I'm so sorry to get into such a state about a crusty crab.

I just can't help it.

If I were you, I'd move on in case it comes back.

Oh! Oh, yes. Goodbye, everybody.

Love to Grandpa. Have a lovely day.

Then, Mr Greator suddenly let out a huge yawn.

HE YAWNS

Oh! I feel so tired!

I think I need to go for a rest in my beach hut.

And nobody must disturb me.

Mr Greator hurried into his beach hut and shut the door.

Strange noises started coming from inside.

It didn't sound like somebody having a rest.

BANGING

Uncle CJ came back to the mill on the marsh and told us all about it.

And then Mr Greator started banging about in the beach hut.

I'm sure he was up to no good.

Mr Greator is ALWAYS up to no good.

Anyway, I've got sandwiches to make.

-What no good is Mr Greator up to this time, Grandpa?

-I don't know.

But we've got to do some detective work,

and I'm a better detective when I'm small. Excuse me.

Not the shrinking cap, Grandpa!

-Catch me if you can!

-You know what happens when Grandpa shrinks.

He jumps onto things, he climbs up things,

and does loop-the-loops in the plane.

And he zooms around in Jason's toy car.

Today, Grandpa was just about to jump on Gordon, the seagull,

when Uncle CJ came in. So, he had to hide.

Miss Smiley has called to ask

if we've seen her ice-cream recipe book. She's lost it.

-Lost it?

-Or has someone taken it, I wonder?

-That's odd.

-I'm sure it will turn up. Can't see Grandpa anywhere.

He must have gone for a lie down.

I had to get Uncle CJ out of the room so Grandpa could leave.

Oh, I'm so hungry I could eat a gazillion pizzas

and a hundred yoghurts and a whole bowl of fruit salad.

-How about a nice sandwich?

-That's a great idea. Let's go now.

As soon as we'd left, Grandpa jumped onto Gordon.

And they flew out of the window.

Whee! This way, Gordon. Fast as you can.

And in no time at all, he arrived at the beach.

There was definitely something going on inside the beach hut.

Detective Grandpa decided to investigate.

-And this is what he found.

-Ta-da!

My super-speedy sundae squirter - a work of genius!

It's an ice-cream maker.

Mr Greator picked up Miss Smiley's secret recipe book.

And that's Miss Smiley's book.

Now to make some super-speedy ice-cream sundaes. Ha-ha!

I'm going to be so rich!

I've got to stop him.

Grandpa had to get inside the machine, so he did this.

-Chocolate...

-And then he did this.

More strawberries.

Now, usually Grandpa tries to fix inventions,

but this time he was trying to BREAK one.

Now to start selling ice cream, ha-ha!

I didn't know all this was happening.

We were eating our sandwiches when Miss Smiley arrived.

Miss Smiley, are you all right? Oh, dear, you've lost your smile.

I can't find my secret ice-cream recipe book anywhere.

-Are you sure you haven't got it?

-Sorry, no.

We can go back to the beach and look for it, can't we?

-Of course.

-Oh, thank you. I've run out of ice creams

and I can't make any more without my recipe book.

Roll up, roll up, get a super-speedy squirter sundae here.

Grandpa was hiding in the strawberries and he couldn't escape.

Then we turned up to look for Miss Smiley's book.

-It's not here. You go that way and I'll go this way.

-Right.

-Come on, Josh.

-And that's when we saw Mr Greator's invention.

I thought you were on holiday, Mr Greator.

Well, you know how it is - we inventors just can't stop

inventing, no matter how hard we try.

I was really worried about Grandpa. I knew he'd be here somewhere.

Then suddenly I saw him.

He wanted me to get him out, but before I could grab him,

-Uncle CJ said...

-So what does this invention actually do?

This is my super-speedy sundae squirter.

It makes ice-cream sundaes, lots and lots of them,

all at the same time, just like a factory.

-It's going to make me very, very rich!

-I see, and where did you get

-your ice-cream recipes from, Mr Greator?

-Ah, well...

That's a secret, I'm afraid.

Just then, our bike customers came back.

-Ah, you're back! Good ride?

-Yeah, brilliant!

My ice-cream customers! Welcome, welcome!

This was my chance to rescue Grandpa.

I picked him up and put him in my pocket.

Buy a super-speedy sundae from my super-speedy sundae squirter.

I've made sure the machine doesn't work properly.

Good. Now, keep your head down.

Now then, how about a "double chocolate chip with a double

"dollop of chocolate sauce and a strawberry on the top" sundae?

BOY: Yes, please!

I push this button here and here...

Oh, hang on.

-Doesn't seem to be working.

-Then, this happened.

Grandpa had broken the machine, so the customers ran away.

Ha-ha! Serves him right!

Let me help you get cleaned up, come on.

Step into my hut, there we go. Oh, dear!

The secret recipe book is in Mr Greator's beach hut.

Of course it is!

It's no good, I can't find it.

-What's that?

-It's a super-speedy sundae squirter.

-Is it, now?

-Miss Smiley, I've found your secret recipe book.

-It was a Mr Greator's beach hut.

-Ha-ha-ha!

Yes, well... I...

I wanted to borrow it from you.

I wanted to invent

an ice cream-making machine as a special surprise.

-So I needed to see your recipes.

-So, it's a present for me, is it?

Oh, yes. Just for you.

Especially for you.

Well, that's very kind, Mr Greator,

but I make all my ice creams by hand.

Thank you for finding my recipe book, Josh.

Now I can go and make some more ice cream.

Aaaaagh!

Uncle CJ brought us back home in Campo.

I ran in ahead and took Grandpa out of my pocket.

He took off his cap and came back to his normal size.

Oh! Thanks for rescuing me.

If it wasn't for you, I'd still be in the super-speedy sundae squirter.

Without you, Miss Smiley would still be

looking for her recipe book. It was teamwork.

BOTH: Teamwork!

Oh, you're up at last. Sorry we left you on your own

for so long. You must have been bored.

Not at all, I was quite busy.

How about a nice ice-cream sundae to make up for it?

Oh, no, not ice cream. Anything but ice cream!

THEY LAUGH