The Brave Little Toaster1987

[the appliances stop at a clearing in a bramble patch]

Lampy:
Hey, everybody! Look! A clearing!

Kirby:
Great. Let's spread out the blanket and have a picnic.

Blanky:
But I'm full of stickers.

Kirby:
Well, my bags are full of thistles and sticks and who knows what else! Whose idea was it to come this way anyway?

Radio:
Why it was the Lamp's, I tell you!

Lampy:
Oh, yeah? Who's supposed to be the big-shot navigator around here, Mr. Loudmouth? Mr. Big... Loudmouth?

Kirby:
Yeah.

Toaster:
Where are we, anyway?

Radio:
Now, look here, fellas, just give me a second, and, uh... [notices a small pebble] Oh, listen to this!

Lowell Winchell, Jr.:
It's the top of the 9th, the bases are all loaded, and Pee-Wee Reese is at the plate. Here's the pitch... [Radio kicks the pebble in the air] ...and he connects! [hits the pebble with his antenna, which bounces off Toaster, Kirby, and Lampy] OH!!! And it's a triple play! [Kirby and Lampy angrily swarm around Radio]

Toaster:
Knock it off, you guys! We should all settle down and try to get some sleep.

[Lampy drops rock. Next scene shifts to Lampy laying his head on a rock. He hears a sound and sees Radio drawing a dirt circle in the dirt]

Radio:
[about the circle in the dirt] This is my sleeping space, see? And nobody crosses this line!

Lampy:
Yeah, well you'd better not wake us up at 6:00 as usual!

Kirby:
What are you complaining about? You didn't do any work today.

Radio:
Yeah!

[Blanky crawls to Lampy who looks at him angrily]

Lampy:
Go find your own place to sleep, ya little fuzz ball.

[Lampy falls asleep; Blanky tries going into Radio's sleeping space, but Radio stops him.]

Radio:
Watch it! Hey! Hey! Hey! What, are you blind? It's a line. Aht-aht!

Kirby:
[annoyed] Good night! [falls asleep]

[Blanky tries cuddling up to Toaster, but Toaster wakes up.]

Toaster:
[tired, shoos Blanky away] Come on. I'm not the Master. Go snuggle somewhere else. I'm trying to get some sleep. Now go on.

[Blanky looks dejected and sleeps by himself.]