♪ We are The Fungies ♪
♪ Prehistoric fungi
in a mushroom to-o-wn ♪
♪ 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-o-u ♪
- ♪ If you're inclusive, - inquisitive ♪
♪ Respectful, and kind ♪
♪ You can be a Fungie, too ♪
♪♪
Everyone please have
your gifts out.
Alright. Go ahead.
Yep, you're good.
[ Cheering,
[ excited talking ]
Getting warmer.
Wow.
The Mayor put together quite the
soiree for Mertha's Merthday.
Indeed!
Did you notice the theme
of the party?
You bet I did.
Mertha loves mayors.
Here she comes.
The party has arrived.
♪♪
We're all going to do
a pony dance.
So, when I say "kick,"
you all have to kick!
Well, not now, sweetie.
Dad! I need to practice
for my pony recital!
Honey, your Merthday
is a mayoral event,
which means we do things
the mayor's way.
First, you must
greet your guests.
Ugh. Fine.
Hey.
There.
- Time to open - your presents!
You've got to maintain
the crowd's attention.
Mertha!
Open my gift first!
[ Muffled speech ]
Don't worry.
I gave him air holes.
This could be good.
Sweetie, no.
Open my gift first.
Fine! Ugh.
- You know, maybe - I should open it.
- Give it a sense - of drama.
Dad!
What are they?
Official Mayoral
shoulder cuffs.
- You're old enough to begin - your training
As my
apprentice mayor.
No!
[ Crying ]
Cutie pie, wait!
Awkward.
Mertha, sweetheart!
Talk to me!
Two words... Thank you.
Aww.
For ruining my birthday!
But Mertha,
Being Mayor is your dream.
You never even asked
what I wanted!
[ Door slams ]
Oh, Mertha, you've broken
my favorite statue.
And now,
you're breaking my heart.
I need
a new apprentice.
♪♪
Change of plans!
You will now play with
these lumps of clay
- while the Mayor observes - your behavior.
Umm, that sounds
a little weird.
Oh, really?
- Security! - What?
Oh, come on.
Now, play.
And reveal
your character to me.
And what are you creating,
children?
For you!
- I want to put your face - on my face.
I want to put your face
on my face.
- Both: - Your face on my face.
Your face on my face.
And over here?
Something mayoral?
- I don't like this - at all.
[ Indistinct arguing ]
Now, what's all this?
I made this baby,
and her name is Calliope.
I made her,
and her name is Holk Jr.!
Each child is worse
than the last.
No need to fight, pals.
We shall split the baby
in half.
Both: What?
And make two babies.
- Aww. - Thanks, Seth.
That's so cute. Wow.
I see potential.
Mertha: Dad!
I can't find Papa Princess'
sparkly bridle.
I have to practice
for my pony recital.
Sweetums, say "hello" to
my new apprentice.
Hello, citizen!
Gross.
Now, Seth, do we remember
the rules of being a good mayor?
Yeah, I think so.
Kiss the babies,
but not the parents,
and the bigger the promise,
the happier the voter.
That's my boy!
And now, your official
mayoral shoulder cuffs.
Ooh!
Feeling official.
- Whatever. - I don't want them.
I could do some serious
mayoring right now.
You read my mind!
[ Groans ]
The first thing we do
is look for Fungies
- in need of - our assistance.
Woman: Help!
[ Both gasp ]
Citizens.
Angry constituents are
the easiest to influence.
Citizens, tell Mayor
what's the matter.
Mr. Mayor, there's litter
all over the park!
I'm so mad
it's making me litter!
- If you're doing it, - then I'm doing it.
Now, Seth, can you win over
these cranky voters?
- I can pick up - this trash.
No!
Mayor's don't do stuff.
- They lead others - to do stuff.
Right!
- [ Indistinct arguing ] - [ Clears throat ]
Seth: Everyone,
pick up your litter.
Well, I don't see
my name on it.
The bigger the promise,
the happier the voter.
Well, you guys should
put your name on the litter...
- 'cause at the end - of the week,
We're going to collect
all the trash, and do a drawing.
And whoever's trash
gets selected wins a prize.
What's the prize?
A bunch of money?
Hot dang!
Granny's gonna win
some trash cash!
[ All talking excitedly ]
A litter lotto?
I love it!
Now, we've just got to
get the message out.
Welcome back to "Fungietown
Five: Live at 5:55."
Anna Nanna here,
- And today, - I'm joined by the Mayor
And his new
apprentice, Seth.
Seth is on the television
with the mayor,
and Pascal is dusting
the furniture.
I'm one lucky mom.
They're here to tell us
about the Litter Lotto.
We're urging all Fungies to go
out and grab some filthy trash
for the chance
to become filthy rich.
- Seth: - The more litter you pick up,
The more chances
you get to win.
- You heard it, - Fungietown.
Now, get out there,
and get some trash.
[ All talking excitedly ]
Thank you all for attending
the 400th annual
Fungietown Pony Recital.
And now, Mertha and her horsie,
Papa Princess.
♪ If you want to dance ♪
♪ Make no mistake ♪
♪ You'll have to learn
to communicate ♪
♪ If you want to hit
the perfect beat ♪
♪ Better give and take ♪
♪ It's a two-way street ♪
♪ And I-I-I-I-I will dance
with my horsey anytime ♪
♪ I-I-I-I will dance ♪
Where the heck
is my cheering audience?
Well, everyone's doing
the Mayor's Litter Lotto.
- But here's your trophy - if you want it.
Good show!
[ Groans ]
Soon, my sweet apprentice,
your hair will be worthy
of tomorrow's drawing.
Dad!
You ruined my birthday party,
and I handled it with grace.
But wrecking my recital
is the final straw.
But honey, honey...
I got this one.
- Hey, Mertha, - I've got a little
Piece of trash
with your name on it.
Stuff your garbage, Seth!
- I'm glad you found - a great apprentice
- To kiss your behind, - Dad.
- All it cost you - was your daughter!
[ Gasps ]
Yah!
Sweetheart, wait!
Please don't go!
Mertha.
- Well, that's politics - for you.
[ Clears throat ]
My hair isn't
gonna brush itself.
[ All talking excitedly ]
Oh, I hope we win
the lottery.
Kiss mama's garbage
for some good luck.
Oh, wow!
Every Fungie in town
is here!
Almost every Fungie.
- That's the last - of it.
The will of the people
is on our side.
And now, we get them
to do whatever we want.
Historians will write about us
as the greatest administration
in all of Fungie
civilization's history.
And if they refuse,
we'll make them.
[ Laughs ]
I've created a monster.
[ Clears throat ]
Attention, Fungies.
The Litter Lotto
has been extended.
- Double your - prize money!
There's no litter left
in Fungietown.
I really wanted to win
that lottery!
Ohoho, boy!
My hat's not litter!
New rule... anything that
touches the ground is litter.
[ All talking excitedly ]
- That's it. - That's it.
Throw it all away.
It's beautiful.
Oh. She's gonna blow.
[ Screaming ]
Oh, poo.
[ Both yell ]
- I hope Dad and Seth - are enjoying
Rolling around
in their dirty trash.
[ Screaming ]
- Oh my gosh, - my wish came true.
Let's ride, Papa!
[ Screaming ]
- Mertha, I'm so happy - to see...
I'm sorry
I was such a...
- you see, - my father was always...
Dad, I forgive you!
Oh, no!
Building!
[ Screaming ]
Alright, Fungies, when I tell
you to kick, you kick!
- Sweetums, you're probably - going to have
- To promise - these people something.
Uh, maybe a subsidy?
I said "kick."
I'm not in
a ball anymore!
Oh, and look...
The trash landed
in a neat little pile.
[ All talking excitedly ]
Wait.
Who wins the Litter Lotto?
As the mayor's
most trusted apprentice,
- I hereby... - No one wins.
Now, go home.
[ Indistinct talking ]
That was impressive,
sweetheart.
I've never been someone
command citizens so well.
- And to think - I wasted my time
Trying to make a pale
imitation of myself.
Hey!
- You've got to tell me - your process.
Well, first,
I yell a lot.
- And if that doesn't work, - I throw stuff.
Ah, well.
- I wonder what other - wholesome mischief
- I could get - myself into.
♪♪
The will of the people
is on our side.