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# Lift me up into the sky
# See the world through my eyes
# Mimiloo is where we'll fly
# And the chances are
# You're all I'll ever need
# Funny bunny friend of mine
# We will always be
# You and me
# Kate and Mim-Mim. #
-Oh, Kate, you cleaned your room!
-Doesn't it look great?
It does, but I'm afraid to ask where everything went.
In here, just one more thing to go and I'm all done.
Mmm... Ah! Whoa.
Ha-ha-ha. So I see.
Cleaning up means putting things in their proper places.
I'll get some boxes so we can do it together.
Aww, I want a clean room, Mim-Mim,
but cleaning up is a lot of hard work.
I wonder how we could make cleaning more fun?
Mim-Mim, funny bunny friend, it's time to come to life again!
-Kate and Mim-Mim, me and you, let's twirl away to Mimiloo!
Ha-ha-ha, what a perfect day.
Hey, we should do that thing
where we go someplace nice and bring a basket full of food
and sit on a blanket to eat.
-What's that called again?
-Did I hear picnic?
-Boomer love nic-nic!
A picnic, oh, what a great idea!
Whoa, you guys move fast.
When it comes to picnics, we don't mess around. I'll get the blanket.
I'll get the basket.
Boomer and I will get our super-special yum-yum dessert.
Yeah, yeah. Boomer love yum-yum dessert. Ha-ho!
Hee-hee! Not sure where I was going to there -
the basket's in my treehouse.
-But we'll find it in a jiffy!
-Find it in a jiffy?
We'll need 100 jiffies to find it in this mess.
I know it's in here somewhere.
A tisket, a tasket, gyah!
No sign of a basket.
I've been so busy inventing, I may have let my cleaning slip a little.
-We'll need something to carry our food in.
We can't have a picnic without food.
Don't worry, Kate and Mim-Mim, I'll find the basket
with my Clean Sweeperizer.
You might want to hang onto something.
Works like a breeze!
There's the basket! Grab it!
I got it!
Tack, turn it off! Turn it off!
Ah. See, treehouse clean, basket found.
But where did all your stuff go, Tack?
Ah, that's the best part.
All of my stuff is being vacuumed
into an underground tunnel...
-and it all ends up here.
I got the blanket. Oh!
-Use the Clean Sweeperizer again, huh, Tack?
-Yes, I did, Gobble,
and as always, it dumped the entire mess right into the Shed of Plenty.
The Shed of Plenty?
Ah, it may look small on the outside, but inside it's huge!
Wow, it is! But it looks kind of full.
There's plenty of room.
That's why it's called the Shed of Plenty. Ha-ha-ha.
Hey, what's this woozamajiggy?
Just a stray bolt, into the shed it goes.
Easy-peasy, plenty squeezy.
Argh! Let's try that again.
-Phew. I told you.
-Then let's get picnicking.
Happy Hollow, the perfect place for a picnic.
Ah, that's better.
Now all we need is Boomer and Lily and the surprise dessert.
Mmm, berry pie!
BOOMER'S TUMMY RUMBLES
You must be really hungry, Boomer, your tummy's never rumbled this much.
-Follow that pie!
Who wants sandwiches?
Oh, me! Me!
Thank you, Kate.
This is the best picnic ever.
And it's all thanks to my Shed of Plenty.
Without it, we'd still be tidying up the treehouse,
and that would be no fun.
Whoo, ha-ha, excuse me, my tummy must be thinking about Lily's dessert.
You mean that dessert?
Got you, Kate. And you, dessert.
Mmm, you can thank me and my tummy, later.
I don't know what that is, but at least it brought pie.
Oh, look out! Whoa!
I know, if we jump on the mound, maybe we can flatten it.
Ready? Jump! Huh-uh.
I don't get it. Why is the ground trying to ruin our picnic?
Erm, maybe it's angry that we're always stepping on it?
You lot won't believe what just happened!
-A runaway mound stole your pie?
-A runaway mound stole my pie!
Wait, how did you know?
If we all jump on it at once, maybe it'll stay down.
Well, that was strange, but I think we flattened it for good.
Or it's coming back for more.
My Poppity Popcorn Butter Blaster!
My Tender Twinkle Toes Ticklizer!
My Comfy Cosy Nosy Warmer!
Ah! It's my stuff from the Shed of Plenty.
I guess I put too much inside.
Everything was packed so tightly, it had nowhere to go -
Oh, and now we've got a mess of plenty.
Argh... this is all my fault
and cleaning it up will not be fun.
But it could be.
Oh, I like that look in your eye, Kate,
it's that, "I'm going to make something fun," look.
How do you make cleaning up fun?
By playing while we clean.
We can make it a game.
Whoo-hoo! Great idea.
We'll have three teams of two.
Whichever team gets all their stuff in front of the treehouse first
gets the biggest slice of pie.
All right, limber up, tidy teams.
Great job, tidy teams,
it's a three-way tie.
That means we all get an equal slice of berry pie.
Now that everything's sorted, Tack,
it can all be put back in its proper place.
Exactly, like in a shed!
The Proper Place Shed, no tunnels.
That's good thinking, Tack.
Here you go, Kate. I've got the boxes.
That's OK, Mum. I'm all done!
I really wanted a clean room,
so Mim-Mim and I decided to make a game out of it.
Just like we did when our Mimiloo picnic became a gigantamungous mess.
Huh, but it's all cleaned up now?
Yes, and so is my room.
-It sure sounds like fun!
-It is, Mum.
-Ha-ha-ha. Can I play, too?