♪ We are The Fungies ♪
♪ Prehistoric fungi in a mushroom to-own ♪
♪ Outside we look different ♪
♪ Inside we're the same ♪ Yeah!
♪ Everyone's a Fungie in their own way ♪
♪ Come join The Fungies ♪
♪ Explore a brand-new world made just for yo-ou ♪
♪ If you're inclusive, inquisitive ♪
♪ Respectful, and kind ♪
♪ You can be a Fungie, too ♪
[ Seth laughs ]
That sounds just like him!
Do another. Do another, Sir Tree. Come on.
See if you can guess this one.
"Oh, hey, I'm the mayor. Blah blah blah blah.
Here's some laws."
[ Laughs ]
Oh, what a mess.
Leave it to me!
[ Gasps ] Where'd it go?
It's gone. The mess.
My roots don't just hold me in place, Seth.
They absorb water.
It's how I drink.
Whoa.
Can your roots absorb any liquid?
Let's find out!
♪ Learning all about my tree friend ♪
♪ My tree friend is very interesting ♪
♪ I give him things to drink to see what he will think ♪
♪ I'm not sure what will make him grow ♪
♪ And what will make him shrink ♪
♪ Learning all about my tree friend ♪
♪ My tree friend is very interesting ♪
♪ Oh yeah ♪
Good news, Sir Tree.
I found this barrel of oil and --
[ gasps ]
Lay it on me, Seth.
Sir Tree.
You look really sick.
Look, your leaves are all brittle.
And your skin, it's all flaky.
I'm fine.
Pour on the oil.
No. No more oil.
I'm calling my mom.
It's okay, Sir Tree!
My doctor mom is here.
It's a party.
I'm not really sure what temperature a tree should be,
but you know what?
Let's take a look at these roots.
Don't worry, I'm a really good doc --
Ahh!
Jeepers!
I mean, I know I'm a doctor, but gross!
He's got root rot.
Root rot? This is all my fault.
Hush, now.
I feel fine.
Both: Ew.
Sir Tree needs some loving care.
Hmmm.
I vow to do everything in my power
to make Sir Tree as good as new!
No! No, no, no!
You've got to take your fertilizer!
I don't wanna!
Ha! You absorbed the fertilizer
Nuh-unh.
I'm just trying to get you well. You know what?
I'm gonna till your soil until you absorb all this manure!
Oh, a little termite friend.
Go ahead. Have a bite of me.
Yeah, bet you like that, roots, huh?
[ Gasps ]
Sir Tree!
A termite?
That's no way to treat a guest.
Scoop out a little bit of my head,
and make a to-go bag for him.
You can't let bugs eat you when you're sick.
Being sick is no fun.
If Sir Tree's spirits don't rise, he'll never get better.
What would make him feel better?
[ Gasps ]
Sir Tree!
I hereby grant you one wish!
[ Gasps ] A wish?
Yeah. Anything.
Well...there is one thing.
Stick 'em up! This is a robbery!
Oh, no!
It's Nasty Nancy!
A robbery?
Yeah, you heard me.
Put the money in the bag.
Yes, Mommy -- I mean, ma'am.
Aww, thank you, baby.
I just came here to make a deposit,
but that doesn't mean I won't live out
my wildest dream of catching a bank robber.
You'll have to catch me first.
Seth: Set change, everyone.
Ohhh, just try and catch me, tree!
Sir Tree: Get back here, Nasty Nancy!
Get back here!
I'm gonna catch you!
Never!
I'm running super fast!
Oh, no!
Oh, look, you're catching up to me!
Yeah, I am!
I am catching up to you!
Ohhhh!
You tackled me!
Oof!
Citizen's arrest!
Arrested by a tree.
Did you like your wish?
What a story to tell my grandchildren.
And now, rest.
Maybe getting taken care of isn't so bad after all.
♪♪
I love being sick.
Seth taking care of me.
I feel like a little baby.
My leaves grew back?
Oh, no. My roots look healthy, too.
But if I'm all better, then --
then Seth won't take care of me anymore.
I think I am still sick.
Yeah, these leaves are bad. These are bad leaves.
And that's why the Fungie body
needs between 8 to 12 hours of sleep per day.
Oh, nevermind, it's too much math.
[ Phone rings ] Huh?
Sir Tree: Oh, hey, Seth. It's Sir Tree --
you know, your friend whose roots ya poisoned?
Could you bring me some comic books?
Could you actually read them first,
and then, if there's scary parts,
just cut those out...
Cut out scary parts.
And set them aside, and then I can read them later.
[ Clears throat ]
Seth, will you be joining us for class this morning?
No shellphones in class, Seth.
Gotta snip them all.
Gotta snip out all the scary parts for Sir Tree.
Snippy snippy snip snip snip out all the sc --
Ah!
Oops. Oh, my gosh.
Hey, how about let's play some fungieball?
No! Sir Tree is sick!
He's sick! Don't you get it?
Uh...yeah.
He needs my comics -- but without the scary parts.
I don't want him to get more sick.
He's sick!
Well...if you want to play some fungieball,
you know where to find us.
Ugh! I'm so tired.
I feel like I'm Ms. Electrovolt that one time
she got crushed under a big...
What?? A healthy leaf?
[ Gasps ]
Sir Tree must be sicker than ever!
[ Panting ]
That'll make me look plenty sick.
Oh. Hi, Seth!
Yeah, can't wait to read these with you, buddy.
Uh, Seth?
See you later, faker.
Cut out your own scary parts, and sing your own lullabies.
Seth?
I can't believe that guy.
[ Phone rings]
What? -Did you...
did you forget something, and maybe you had to
run back to town? I don't -- I don't know.
Seth? Seth?
No.
Oh, hi. You want to give me a massage?
Oh, look, another friend!
Lots of friends.
Seth? Seth?
Aahh!
It's time I make a lunch for Seth
instead of that sneaky Sir Tree.
"Would you like a rock sandwich, Seth?"
"Why thank you, Seth. That's so polite."
Hey, where's my water bottle?
Mom! Where's my...
[ Gasps ]
More tea?
[ Groans ]
I'm just here for the water bottle, Sir Tree.
Don't you dare think we're friends again.
[ Gasps ]
Hi, Seth.
What happened?
The universe is punishing me for being a dirty liar.
I'm fine, Seth.
I don't want to be a bother.
It's not a bother to help you when you really need it.
Lil' Seth to the rescue.
Aww, so cu--
Be careful in there.
It's dangerous inside my noggin.
Take that! And that!
And how 'bout a couple of these!
I'm sorry, Seth.
I just enjoyed the attention.
It's okay.
I understand.
Ow!
Being sick can make people not act like themselves.
Hold on a sec.
Let me just finish these guys off.
It's just you and me, now, string bean.
Geez! Abs of steel.
Stop! Wait!
Ahh!
Seth!
Sir Tree! Help!
Hold on!
Victory.
Sir Tree, I can't hold on much longer.
Ahh!
Seth, NO!
Oh.
Hey, there, short stuff.
Don't scare me like that, Sir Tree.
Oh, Seth.
Thank you for taking care of me.
Sure. How --
How do you feel?
I feel fine.
Oh.
Well, maybe you could stay another 10 minutes
while I collect myself?
I'd love to.
You're a good kid, Seth.
♪♪
Oh, what a mess.