Veggie VBS

As the theme song finished, the scene faded into the countertop, where Bob and Larry began to greet the viewers.

"Hey, Kids! Welcome to Veggietales! I'm Bob the Tomato."

"And I'm Larry the Cucumber."

"And we're here to answer your questions."

"Yep," responded Larry, turning his head and noticing the presence of the Mane Six and Spike. "And as always, it's nice to have the company of our Equestrian friends a third time."

"It's never a dull moment with our favorite produce pals," said Spike.

"That is a peculiar choice of headwear, Larry," observed Rarity.

"Yeah," responded Rainbow Dash, "isn't a shoe supposed to go on your foot and not your head?"

"Then again," said Twilight Sparkle, "Larry doesn't have feet, at least not visible feet."

"And if he did," said Applejack, "that shoe would be the wrong size."

"Oh yeah," said Bob, "I bet you're wondering why Larry has a shoe on his head."

"Yeah, Bob, why do I have a shoe on my head?"

"Yeah, why does he?" asked Pinkie Pie.

"I guess that means this isn't a voluntary fashion choice for Larry," observed Fluttershy.

"Well, " said Bob. "I got a letter today from Latasha Robbins of Savannah, Georgia. Latasha wants to know what loving your neighbor really means."

"And that's why he has a shoe on his head?" asked Pinkie Pie.

"Yeah, what she said," responded Larry.

"Yes," answered Bob. " No," Bob said, looking confused. " Well, kind of," Bob said with a smile.

"Uh, Bob," said Applejack, "that is an inconsistent series of answers."

"I have no idea what you are saying," said Rainbow Dash.

"How on earth does Larry, having a shoe perched on his noggin, tie into loving your neighbor?" asked Twilight.

"Yeah," said Larry, "help us out here, Bob."

"You see," Bob responded, "I'm about to tell Latasha "The Story of Flibber-o-Loo," and in that story, you, Larry, have a shoe on your head."

"Oh, this a costume for Larry to wear," said Spike.

"Oh, it's all so clear now!" Larry snarked. "Hurry up and tell the story! My head's starting to sweat."

"But, wait," said Applejack, "what is this story about?"

"The Story of Flibber-o-Loo," responded Bob, "is based on the parable of The Good Samaritan."

"Right," said Twilight, "one of Jesus's most famous parables. About how Israel and Samaria should get along because of their commonalities."

"That is just like when Twilight and I helped the Hoofields and McColts get along," said Fluttershy.
"Correct," said Bob, "we have created a parody in the form of Dr. Seuss."

"Yippee!" exclaimed Pinkie Pie, "one of the best authors ever to have lived. The mastermind of classic, wacky, whimsical books like "Cat in the Hat" and "Green Eggs and Ham." Every book is told in a rhyming pattern; Zecora would find them so satisfying."

"Oh, this story sounds so much fun," said Rainbow Dash excitedly.

"Yes," said Bob, "but you aren't going to just listen to the story; I'm gonna have the seven of you play the part of extra roles as narrate the tale."

"How quaint," said Rarity. I've always wanted to act on stage, just like in the prestigious theaters of Manehattan, and this is the closest I get to that opportunity."

"Right-o, Rarity," said Larry. "Now, will we tell the story, or will my shoe morph into a sweat-filled bucket?"

"Okay," said Bob, "here it goes!"

The Story of Flibber-o-Loo Cast:

Bob as The Narrator.

Larry as The Shoe-Headed Boy

Archibald as The Mayor of Flibber-o-Loo.

Lovey as The Doctor.

Junior as The Pot-Headed Boy.

The Scallion Trio as The Bandits.

Laura, Lenny, and Dad Carrot as The Jibber-de-Lot Family.

Mike Asparagus as a pot-stricken Flibber-o-Loo citizen.

Henry the Potato as The Peaceful Flibber-o-Loo Pen Pal.

Pinkie Pie as The Shoe-Headed Girl (Clown Shoe).

Rarity as The Mayor's Assistant (Black Stiletto).

Twilight Sparkle as The Nurse (White Sneaker).

Fluttershy as The Pot-Headed Girl (Teapot).

AppleJack as The Flibber-o-Loo Fighter (Cowboy Boot).

Rainbow Dash as The Jibber-de-Lot Fighter (Coffee Pot).

Spike as The Peaceful Jibber-de-Lot Pen Pal (Cauldron).

(We open up to a desert landscape filled with bizarre snowman-shaped mountains.)

The sun always shone on the Mountains of Fibble, the wind and the rains never came. To call the place beautiful, no one would quibble, though hard on the feet, they'd exclaim. But high in those hills, past the rocks and the rubble, so high that the clouds were below, sat two tiny towns that were nothing but trouble! As you listen, you'll see that it's so. The town to the West, that thought it was best, bore the name Flibber-o-loo, where the women and men, since 1710, have worn on their heads, one large shoe.

(Mike Asparagus walks upstairs in the town square. The Mayor walks from his office and smiles at the camera. Rarity follows behind and winks; Applejack walks from the right and tips her boot, saying...)

"Howdy-doo."

Now, in town number two, one big shoe wouldn't do. So, the people of Jibber-de-lot would look down and bellow at shoe-headed fellows and place on their own heads a pot.

(We see Dad Carrot and his children Laura and Lenny; they are all accompanied by Rainbow Dash. Lenny makes an awkward look and speaks up.)

"Mine's really more of a kettle."

(Dad Carrot nods as Rainbow Dash responds to Lenny's words.)

"Don't feel embarrassed, sport; just be on your mettle. Whether our headwear is for cooking or boiling, it's all settled. Now, if you'll excuse me, children, me and your dad need to fight—with every Flibber-o-Loo citizen that dares enter our sight."

(We see Applejack fighting with Mike, flinging shoes out of giant slingshots, and Rainbow Dash fighting with Dad Carrot, doing the same with pots.)

For days without end, these two neighbors would bicker as to whose headgear was best. And the shoes and the pots would fly ever thicker, from morning to night, without rest.

(Mike Asparagus is knocked in the head with a pot and falls, and Applejack yells out to Jibber-de-lot).

"That's the final straw; I've had it with you lot! You savage hoodlums keep throwing your pots!"

(Dad Carrot gets hit in the face with a shoe as he falls over, as Rainbow Dash retorts).

"Well, what can I say? What am I supposed to do? Your crummy city won't put down their shoes!"

But not all of the people who lived in these cities were angry and bitter and vile.

(We cut to Henry smiling in front of his house.)

A few would write poems, and sing happy ditties and greet all their friends with a smile.

(Henry rushes back into his house to avoid being pummeled by a pot.)

In fact, a letter was being read by a soothing solitary spud, and this letter that he got was from his Jibber-de-Lot dragon bud. And across the great divide, that docile dragon read the letter to him, and he was quite aware of their situation so grim.

"Dear Pen Pal of Jibber-de-Lot, are peace and tranquility two concepts we forgot?"

"Dear Pen Pal of Flibber-o-Loo, let's hope with this toil, will still make it through."

One Flibbian fellow who hated to fight, tried hard not to act like a mobster. While pots crashed around him from morning till night, he'd just play with his pet wind-up lobster.

And that Flibbian fellow had a pal on a playdate, and she knew better than to be an agitator. As she visited the boy's estate, she brought her own pet wind-up alligator.

They kept to themselves, and they'd talk, and they'd talk, until one day she said...

"We should be physically fit; it's quite the concern. Let's get some exercise; we have calories to burn."
Then the boy said in return...

"Yeah, let's go for a walk. I'm tired of lying around like a squid; I want to go out there."

So that's what they did. The shoe-headed boy and girl, and their blue and green plastic friends, walked out of their town and began to descend to the dark, rocky valley between the two cities, away from their friends and their lighthearted ditties.

"Hey, this is swell..."

He said.

"Gosh, this is fun..."

Then the girl said.

"I couldn't agree with you more on that one."

"Yeah, it's great that my lobster and your gator can get out and run."

"You said it; we'll shed our excess fat out here in the sun."

But neither the toys nor the girl and boy with the shoes could see the disaster about to ensue. For up in the rocks, hidden just out of sight, were six beady eyes filled with anger and spite! Six beady eyes watched our heroes meander, two shifty crooks, and their ruthless commander!

"Oh, look! What good fortune!"

The nasty one said.

"Here come two poor fools with shoes on their heads!"

"I bet they've got money!"

"I bet they've got gold! Or maybe some jewelry they'd like us to hold!"

"Whatever the booty, I think I can stand it. Why, that's what I live for; that's why I'm a bandit!"

Before the thieves could steal any goods, they threw a bola that tied up the girl's hooves. And then they attacked him from under their rock. First, they knocked off his shoe; then they knocked off his sock! But the thing they did next was extremely unfunny: Why, they shook him so hard that he dropped his milk money!

"Hey!"

He protested.

"I don't like your ilk! How will I grow strong if I don't drink my milk?"

But they didn't care; they'd accomplished their goal. So they put our friend down and stuck his head in a hole. Then they picked up the girl and placed her upside down, and on the girl's face laid an inevitable frown. When her beloved inventory was being withdrawn, she noticed they dropped her cake coupons.

"How dare you!"

She objected.

"Don't you see what's at stake? How will my sweet tooth be satisfied if I don't have my cake?"

"You pink prat."

Taunted the short crook.

"We don't care about any desserts that would bellow you up fat."

"You got that right."

Agreed, the skinny crook.

"Not having to work just brings us quite a delight."

Then, that commander, standing so tall, instructed his minions.

"There's no time to stall. Let's put her down in the pit, next to her pal, who can't fully fit in it."

So the bandits shoved her into the other hole without a care, with her hind hooves and flank sticking up in the air. Then the bandits walked off with their money, every last nickel, then yelled back as they left...

"See ya round, silly pony and pickle!"

(Cut to Larry shaking around upside-down in the hole while saying...)

"Um, I'm a cucumber."

Then he said with a moan...

"Well, I guess we're alone."

And the girl said with a distraught tone...

"I could just groan."

But this was a loneliness they'd never known. Their friends were far off, and their lobster and alligator were missing. The sound they could hear was just the wind hissing.

(The wind blows as the toy lobster and toy alligator crawl away, as Larry and Pinkie Pie call out.)

"Hello?! Hello?!"

"Just a heads up, we're both stuck here like stumps!"

Things looked pretty grim for our Flibbian buddies, their heads in a hole, their shoes bent and muddy. But then, were those footsteps?

(Archibald and Rarity walk down the hill to the site of the robbery.)

Oh, could it be true? Along came the Mayor of Flibber-o-loo, dressed in clothes with fanciful designs, with his loyal secretary tagging behind. Of anyone, surely they'd help the poor souls!

"Hello?"

Said the boy with his head in the hole.

"We seem to have fallen; we seem to be stuck! But now that you're here, well, I guess we're in luck!"

"You can say that again!"

Yelled the girl from the dark den.

"If we don't get out soon, we'll be mad as a wet hen!"

"Oh dear!"

Said the Mayor, observing the shoes.

Two fellows in need, and they're Flibbian, too! Young man and young lady, I have noticed your dire situation, and please rest assured that I share your frustration.

Then, the Mayor's secretary began to speak.

"It looks like these mortals are all beaten and weak. I'd hate for anyone to have this bad luck, for being trapped like this has sure gotta suck."

"But how can I put this?"

The Mayor explained.

"Oh, what can I say? Ah, maybe you'll understand better this way!"

Then the secretary said, on the verge of a swoon.

"Listen to our handsome mayor's splendid tune."

(Pause at 00:24)

(Larry and Pinkie Pie both respond...)

"Oh, I see."

"That song was no help to set us free."

As soon as the Mayor had finished his song, a Flibbian doctor and nurse came strolling along.

"Out my way!"

The doctor said, starting to slide.

"If you and your pickle and pony would please step aside. I'm very important; I can't stand and chat."

"Well, that's not my pony and pickle. I found them like that! Besides, it so happens, I'm noteworthy too. Why, I am the Mayor of Flibber-o-loo."

"Um...I'm a cucumber."

Then the nurse fell down the hill in a tumble, and when she got back on her feet...

"I'd expect our mayor to be humble; I don't need any bragging in the sweltering heat."

"You watch your mouth!"

The secretary said with a shout.

"You oughta have a respectful mentality; after all, our mayor is in charge of our salaries."

"I see."

Said the doctor.

"Then you'll understand without an appointment, we can't lend a hand. There are folks with bronchitis; there are kids with the flu!"

She said to the Mayor of Flibber-o-loo.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're quite busy too."

Then the nurse said on behalf of her boss.

"For fools who don't floss, it's quite the emergency. We have to install dentures while performing surgery."

Well, they talked about schedules, compared daily planners, until finally a voice said...

"Please pardon my manners. I don't mean to bug you. I see that you're busy, but being inverted has made us quite dizzy."

Then a second voice began to explain...

"Hanging has caused blood to rush to our brain. If we don't receive a proper interpolation, we won't have a steady circulation."

The four other Flibbians paused for a while. They looked at each other, then said with a smile...

(Resume music at 0:26)

Oh, it was just dreadful! How could they desert their Flibbian friends with their heads in the dirt?

"That's it, then; we're finished. We'll die here down under. If they would not help us, then who would?"

He wondered.

"Being trapped in these holes, there's no way we'll adapt. We're stuck like opossums in a glue trap!"

She said with a snap.

(Junior and Fluttershy walk down the path)

But wait! Someone else on the road overhead! Would they help a friend, beaten up, left for dead? Oh, look! On their heads, not a shoe, but a pot! Why this little guy and gal were from Jibber-de-lot! Would they help a Flibbian? Certainly not! The boy with the pot saw our friends with the shoes.

"Oh, look!"

He exclaimed.

"They're from Flibber-o-loo! Why, they think we're garbage! They pelt us with shoes! Why should I care if they're beaten and bruised?"

"Those Flibbians are a disgrace!"

The girl with the pot agreed.

"Their own medicine is what they have just tasted. For all we care, let's just let them bleed!"

"But out here in the wild, their chances are slim. If I was in need, would I want help from them?"

"Now that you mentioned it, we've been speaking so cruel. We still need to abide by the golden rule."

They looked at our friends, and they looked at the shoes, and then, in their hearts, they knew what to do.

"They may be Flibbian, that's plain to see, but God made them special, just like He made me."

"There's no use to slander, no use to berate. Jesus died for the whole world; that's not up for debate."

So he got him unstuck, and he picked up his shoe, and together, they walked back to Flibber-o-loo. And that girl with the pot, with mighty strength, flew and carried the girl with the shoe the entire length. Out of the valley and back into town, where they stayed by their side till the doctor and nurse were found.

"Oh my!"

Said the doctor.

"They're both wearing a pot! Those little ones there are from Jibber-de-lot!"

"You saved these fellows? You pulled them through it? I don't understand. Tell me, why did you two do it?"

"I concur."

Said the nurse.

"An act of unexpected generosity has occurred. Shame on us for being quite stingy; for fellow Flibbians, we are indeed very dingy. So please tell us from the bottom of your heart what motivated you to act sensitive and smart."

So the boy and the girl with the pot gave the doctor some money, to pay for the cucumber and mare's bills. And the Mayor cried out with his eyes moist and runny.

"I'm touched by his act of goodwill. If this little guy can take care of his brother when he lives in one town and he in the other, well, why can't we all try to help one another, and love will surround our fair hill!"

Then his secretary wiped her eyes with a tissue.

"That pegasus gal also has no issue. She communicates gently with her sister, like a radio with a transistor. To keep peaceful relations restored, let's immediately draft an accord!"

(The scene cuts to Applejack and Rainbow Dash meeting in the valley.)

Later that evening, the orange fighter from Flibber-o-Loo shook hooves with the Jibber-de-Lot fighter covered in blue. They met in the valley, where they made up, and said...

"Sup! I'm sorry I couldn't be kind to you, and all just because you wore on your head a shoe."

"I apologize, sugar cube, I apologize a lot. I didn't treat you friendly, and all because of a pot."

(Cut to the Scallion Trio running away from the rock)

Then those two ponies noticed the bandits trying to get away and yelled...

(Rainbow Dash glares at the Scallion Trio)

"Hey! Get back here, you fiendish crooks! Shame on you for not following the laws in our books."

"We were too busy fighting ourselves; we didn't even notice the crime in our realms. So please join me. I'm sending you a request. Let's band together and make a citizen's arrest."

So the Jibber-de-Lot pony flew fast as sound and knocked those robbers straight into the ground. Then, the Flibber-o-Loo pony, with ample avail, tied the thieves up and sent them to jail. Then, down from the hillsides, at a cheetah's pace, the two penpals we saw earlier embraced. Then the potato presented to his scaly-skinned soul mate...

"A bundle of olive branches to stomp out all hate. The war is finished. The battle has been fought. By the way, what is that creature you have caught?"

The dragon then presented to his starchy soul mate...

"An animal that will make us all elate. In my grasp, I present to you a dove, a representation of peace, hope, and love."

(Cut to the top of the mountains, where we hear cheering).

Now, if you visit the mountains of Fibble, you won't see a shoe or a pot. Instead, they throw flowers and candy to nibble; I bet that you'd like it a lot!

(We see the flowers and candy being thrown around, the camera zooms away from the mountain as the sun sets, and then an iris circle contracts around the peak to close the ending.)