S'No Flour Rastamouse

# Zooba zooba zooba dan

# Zooba zooba zooba day

# Rastamouse and Scratchy and Zoomer

# Also known as the Easy Crew

# Crime fighters They're very special agents

# Playing reggae when the work is through

# Give it up, give it up

# Give it up for the Easy Crew

# Solvin' mysteries in the neighbourhood

# Always there to make a bad ting good. #

-Thanks for fixing breakfast, Rastamouse.

-You're welcome.

I'll cook us up some toast.

-Brethren! We're all out of bread!

-But me starving! That is dread.

RADIO CRACKLES

'Rastamouse, come in, come in. Are you reading me?

'Message from President Wensley Dale. Come immediately!'

Easy Crew, let's shift!

Whoo! Ha-ha!

Coming through!

Oh, Easy Crew, me so glad you're here.

Cos you've gotta save the day.

Me need you at Milly's windmill to start investigations straight away.

They never brought me daily batch of bread and cake and muffin.

The baker say him fresh outta flour

and without that him can't bake nothing.

That can't be true! 'Fraid so, Zooma.

-Him said there's no flour anywhere in Grove Town.

-And no flour means...

BOTH: No breakfast!

Oh, no!

This the worst morning ever!

Not only has all the flour gone missing,

the weather forecast gone missing too.

Me love to watch Sunny the weathermouse with me breakfast,

but him not there!

The weather forecast proper boring anyway!

-Every day it's the same thing - hot and sunny...

-BOTH: Sunny and hot!

Wensley Dale, you must be the only mouse in Mouseland that watches it.

Guys, can't we get on and solve this missing flour mystery

so we can get some breakfast?

-Ah, Rastamouse.

-Wha' going on, Milly?

-I can't understand it.

All me sacks of lovely flour gone missing in the night.

-Someone thieve them?

-I think so.

-But you can make some more, right, Milly?

Like, real quick?

I don't know. Me got plenty grain, but me need lots of wind to make

the windmill work and grind it into flour.

Did you catch this morning's weather forecast? I've got no TV here.

-There was no forecast this morning.

-Guys,

-check this out.

-Tyre tracks!

-Floury tyre tracks!

-Let's shift.

-It sure was nice to see you.

Laters, Milly.

-Hmm. These tracks leading back into town.

-Crazy.

Me sure hope we find that flour soon.

Look! Carlton's truck.

Yo, Rastamouse!

Carlton, you're gonna be a nice mouse and 'fess up quick, right?

-Then you can give us back that flour you thieved.

-Huh?

Me no thieve nothing! Me truck went missing in the night.

It showed up again early this morning.

-Did you see who brought it back?

-'Fraid not.

Look, floury paw prints!

Don't worry yourself, Carlton.

-We'll get to the bottom of this.

-Oh, good.

Easy Crew, let's follow the paw prints.

This trail heading towards Mousetego Bay.

Why would any mouse take a load of flour out there?

Easy Crew, come inside, quick! Something amazing happening!

-Check out the TV!

-The weather forecast?! Boring!

-ALL: Shh!

'Yes, folks, you heard me right!

'Today, the weather ain't just hot and sunny, sunny and hot.

'Today, the first ever snow in Mouseland

'is gonna fall on Mousetego Bay, right about...now.'

-Me can't believe it!

-Can we go see the snow? Can we?

-When we've found the missing flour.

-Aww!

-Right, Easy Crew, let's go.

-These paw prints, them going towards the bay.

-Hmm.

Maybe we can check out the snow while we investigate. Cool!

-Wow!

-Wicked! Snow! Can me borrow this? Me wanna try snowboarding!

Watch me slidin' and glidin'!

-Oh, man!

-Me gonna build a snowmouse.

-Oh!

-Me no know much about snow, but me sure it meant to be slidy.

-And cold!

-Me think we need to talk to an expert.

-Like who?

Like Sunny the weathermouse.

Sunny, you the best! Better then the rest!

Say what kind of cool weather we gonna get next.

-Knock-knock!

-Oh, Easy Crew. Wh-What can we do for you?

-We're just visiting. We're huge fans of your weather forecast.

-Really?

Yeah, man. They rock big-time!

Now, why you think he's got all these pictures of snow

and snowflakes and ting?

-He's a weathermouse, remember?

-Hmm.

Me can't wait to see your next forecast, Sunny, especially

if you predict more snow.

-That'd get everyone proper excited.

-You think so?

-For sure.

-Come on, guys.

-BOTH: Huh?

Let's leave Sunny to do him forecast and ting. Catch you later.

How come we in here watching that

when we ought to be out there searching for the missing flour?

You'll see soon enough. Here it comes.

This is Sunny the weathermouse.

There's gonna be more snow, right here on Natty Hill.

That's right, Mouseland, it's gonna snow again...today!

Me better call the president.

Yo, Wensley Dale! Yes, me watching it.

Me trying the old-fashioned way of weather forecasting,

by consulting a bit of seaweed.

Me seaweed say it gonna rain, not snow, and me seaweed never wrong.

Well, Rastamouse, have you found that missing flour?

Huh? What's that? Hmm. That plan there sound proper, Rastamouse.

It's gonna rain. That's not what the forecast said.

-The president's seaweed got it right!

-Say what?

-Look!

Come on, Easy Crew.

-Yo, breda!

-Uh-oh!

-Hold up!

Er, come on! Come on! Ah! Oh, no!

-Sunny the weathermouse?

-The missing flour?

-Time to 'fess up.

-I-I-I...

All right, Rastamouse, you found me out.

And me thought me plan was so clever.

All I wanted was for everyone to get excited about the weather.

Me knew they'd all take notice of Mouseland's first snow shower,

so me lied in me weather forecast and faked the snow with the flour.

You shouldn't have lied, Sunny,

and you shouldn't have thieved all that flour.

I wasted all that time making up fake weather

so I didn't even predict this rain!

-Now all this flour's got washed away and wasted.

-Maybe not!

Look down there!

Rastamouse, wha' going on?

Me brought all the baking trays to use as sledges,

but all me found is sludge.

That's not sludge. Scoop it up with them trays.

Zooma, you're gonna get your breakfast after all.

Help yourselves to pancakes, everyone!

Mm-mm! Thanks, Bandulu.

Look!

This is Sunny the weathermouse,

trying new ways to make the weather more exciting,

with this, my first ever out-and-about forecast.

Mouseland, I'm really sorry for all the trouble I caused.

I've been studying my weather charts extra hard, and guess what?

It's not gonna snow.

The wind's gonna blow and it won't go away for quite a few days.

-Him rapping the weather forecast!

-Crucial!

-Oh, that's grand, Sunny.

-Me like the sound of that weather forecast.

-Me too!

-The rapping's wicked!

-Oh, you think so?

-Mm-hm.

And them strong winds you're predicting given me an idea, Sunny.

Me know how you can make a bad ting good.

Thanks for loading all the sacks for me, Sunny.

Oh, it's the least I could do.

This wind should keep up long enough to replace those flour supplies.

That's great. Oh, Sunny! You'd better get ready, it's nearly time.

-Hey, check this out!

-'Yo! Word up!

'This is Sunny, bringing you the coolest forecast

'live and direct from the windmill.

'From now on, me rapping you the weather.

'Me gonna keep it real, forever, telling Mouseland what is what...

ALL: Hot and sunny, sunny and hot!

-Wicked!

-Now me wanna watch the weather forecast.

RADIO CRACKLES

'Easy Crew, come in. Are you reading me?

'Message from President Wensley Dale.

'Listen up, you three. Rastamouse, come in, come in!

'That was a really cool plan and that new weather forecast, it really hot!'

Thanks. Me love that. Irie, man.

# Give it up, give it up

# Give it up for the Easy Crew

# Solving mysteries in the neighbourhood

# Always there to make a bad ting good. #