Strawberry Mix Up Lulu Zipadoo

-# Lulu... #

-Lulu?

-Lulu!

-Lulu?

-# Lulu... #

-Lulu?

-Lulu?

# Have you all seen Lulu?

# Lulu Zipadoo

# The cutest little tortoise

# Will always be there for us

# She's looking out for fun For her and everyone

# Oh, Lulu, look at her go

# She's on a new adventure

# Who knows where it will end

# She loves to go exploring With Hugo, her best friend

# She heads out far and wide With just one wish in mind

# Along with all her friends

-# Lulu, where you going to?

-Lulu-lu-lu-lu, lulu-lu-lu-lu-lu

-# Lulu, we're all coming too

-Lulu-lu-lu-lu, lulu-lu-lu-lu-lu

# Lulu, always on the go

# And if you want to find her

-# Call Lulu Zipadoo. # CHILDREN:

-Lulu Zipadoo!

Uh...um...Lulu?

Could you give Squawk this basket of strawberries from me?

-You want to give him a present? Why?

-Hugo, you're squashing everything.

Strawberries have to be picked carefully.

-To tell him I like him.

-Pardon? What did you say?

To tell him I like him!

Ah...ah! Well, you should write him a nice little note with it, yes?

Then he'd understand! You could hide it in the basket of strawberries.

-You think so?

-Of course. Come on, let's go and find a pen and paper.

We'll write it together.

Hugo, we'll make the jam a little later.

Look, you have to pick them with the stem,

then they'll last longer.

Oh, I don't want them to last longer. I'm eating them right now.

Guess what? We found some strawberries under the tree!

-But they're very small.

-Teeny-weeny.

-Weeny-teeny.

-That's because they're wild strawberries.

-Wild strawberries?! Yummy! Here I come!

-Wait, where are you going?

-I'm going to find some wild strawberries.

-Hoo-hoo!

-Good idea!

-Let's go!

-But can we eat them after we find them?

-Yes we can!

So. Um... I could...

I will... Oh, dear me. I don't know what to write.

Don't worry, I'll help you.

So. Um... To my dear friend.

I like you...

very much. Enjoy the strawberries, from me. Signed, Hattie.

There. Now you can give it to Squawk

and then he's bound to see how much you like him.

-Oh... I can't do it.

-Do you want me to give it to him?

That would be so kind, thanks, Lulu!

LULU HUMS TO HERSELF

SQUAWK SINGS

# La-di-da-di-da... #

-Oh, Squawk.

-# La-di-da... # Oh?

-Squawk!

I have something for you.

It's from someone special.

Oh? Who's that?

Well, you'll find out when you eat the strawberries. See you.

Strawberries?! Ha-ha-ha!

SLURPS

Mmm. Delicious.

Mmm? Hmm.

"To my dear friend.

"I like you..." Uh?

-So, who wrote it, eh?

-Well, I don't know.

There's a strawberry stain on the signature.

Do you know whose writing this is?

Oh, yes. It's Lulu's, look.

She draws little round dots above the I's.

Lulu? Why would she write this to me?

-HE LAUGHS

-Great!

Now, then. Where are those wild strawberries hiding?

Uh? Woah!

THEY GASP

-Barry? Is everything all right?

-Uh...uh...of course!

Yes, everything's... everything's fine.

Oh...

Um...

HE HUMS

-Hattie? I've delivered it.

-Oh!

I can't reach.

-GIGGLING

-Neither can I.

Oh, stop laughing, Freddy.

Argh!

-Ooh.

-Go and find Lulu, now.

I'm sure she'll be able to get me out of here.

HE SIGHS

There, Lulu. You can thank that special person yourself.

Can't you thank them?

Didn't you find a letter in the basket?

No. But don't worry, the strawberries were delicious.

If you're picking more, I'll have some.

But...?

I don't understand what happened.

-So, Lulu. Nice letter you sent Barry, then.

-What?!

-Barry!

-Barry!

Barry!

-Hugo's fallen in a hole.

-He can't get out of there.

-He's getting upset.

-And worried.

-Maybe both.

-OK, I'll come right now.

You two get going. I'm going to find Lulu.

Hattie!

I know what happened!

So do I. I know that Squawk is not very nice.

He didn't even talk to me.

But I know why. He didn't get your little note.

It's Barry who got it, and he thinks I'm the one who wrote it.

Oh! What a disaster!

Yes, you said it. I have to sort this out very quickly.

Tell me, Lulu. Do you think Barry thinks it's true?

-Of course he doesn't. Anyway, I prefer...

-Prefer?

Um...

Hugo!

Hugo has a big problem! Come on, quick!

Wow. So, how did you end up down there?

Well, that doesn't matter now. Just help me get out of here.

-Help me, Freddy.

-OK.

Ow! What did you say about picking strawberries carefully?

You need to be careful with me, too.

Sorry.

Argh! Oof!

Oh, dear me. This is getting worse. All right, don't move.

I'll get the others. We're going to need everybody.

Hugo? I have a big problem.

Yes, so do I. There are no strawberries to eat in here.

That's not what I mean. Well,

-Lulu wrote me a strange letter.

-What?!

She'd never do that!

Well, she has. Here it is. Read it yourself, look.

HUGO GASPS

"To my dear friend. I like you..."

What?! I can't read this! Oh, carrots and lettuce!

See, I told you so.

Well, where have you been? I mean, don't fall in there too.

Well, I know what I mean. Come on.

-Ooh!

-Hello, you two.

-Hi.

Don't worry, we'll get you out of there.

PUFFING AND PANTING

All right, you can climb up, now.

Barry, I have to talk to you.

-Um... Later. Bye.

-See you.

That's great(!) What's the matter with those two?

Come on, Freddy. We're going back to the vegetable garden.

Picking wild strawberries is much too dangerous.

Hugo! Barry!

What's going on?

Why are you standing like that?

Because... I...

Uh... Ahem. It's about that letter you wrote to Barry.

Oh, so that's it.

You know about it?

Well, yes. Is it true?

Course not! The letter wasn't for Barry,

he just found a note that was meant for Squawk.

-Oh.

-Oh!

-The note wasn't for Barry at all.

-So you wanted to give it to Squawk?

Course not. I wrote that note for Hattie,

because she didn't know what to write to him.

Oh, ha-ha-ha! I understand.

So, you coming? We've got a lot of strawberries to pick.

THEY LAUGH

# La-di-da

# Da-di-da-di-da

# Whoo hoo ha-ha-ha... #

Ooh...

# ..Dee-ooh, a-ha... #

Ah! Ooh...

-Hattie?

-Yes?

-Can I ask you something?

Uh...yes?

I'd really love it if you'd...um...

-Yes?

-If you'd, um...

Give me all the strawberries you've picked.

I love them, but I'm too lazy to pick them myself.

Here, I think this is yours, and I don't think it was meant for me.

Come on, tell him. This is the right time.

Um...yes, but...

No, maybe later.

I think he prefers strawberries at the moment.

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