Corduroy

[In Corduroy and Buckaroo's imagination, they're both going on a snow ride in the North Pole. The two "preschool child aged" toys pretend it by using the dust pan in the linen closet.]

Buckaroo:
♪ Snowflakes ♪

♪ Riding through the snowflakes ♪

Corduroy:
Giddy up!

[Buckaroo keeps riding through the snow. Buckaroo is pretending to be one of the horses at the North Pole. He and Corduroy are in their imagination that they are in the North Pole. The scene then cuts back into reality. Back in reality, Lisa comes home and looks into the messy linen closet caused by Corduroy and Buckaroo who are still playing in it pretending to play in the snow with the linen things. Then she --offscreen-- catches them. The scene soon cuts to her from the door to the linen closet.]

Lisa:
[gasps] Corduroy, Buckaroo!

[Lisa finds them playing in the linen closet with the linen things.]

Lisa:
What a mess! What happened?

[Corduroy and Buckaroo stop playing. They then stare at Lisa and the mess with embarrassed smiles on their faces after what they were doing to the linen equipment to act out like they were at the North Pole.]

Corduroy and Buckaroo:
[trying to confess] Ummm…! Uh...!

Lisa:
[to Corduroy and Buckaroo about the mess they have made] (Well?) "Ummm…!", what? Come on, you two. Help me clean this up, (both of you).

[Lisa picks up a paper roll.]

Lisa:
Boy, (it looks like) someone is going to be in big trouble.

[When Lisa has said, "Someone is going to be in big trouble", it turns out that both Corduroy and Buckaroo are in trouble. Because they both indeed made the mess in the linen room.]

Lisa:
[looks in the closet and lists what has to be done as Corduroy and Buckaroo were playing with the linen things and caused the mess] Bath towels need refolding, the toilet paper needs rerolling.

[As Corduroy and Buckaroo are helping Lisa clean up the linen room as they've made the mess in the linen room, Buckaroo puts the towel back on the shelf and picks up the dust pan and hangs it back up. They also refold the bath towels, then reroll the toilet paper]

Buckaroo:
Tell Lisa that we made the mess.

Corduroy:
[is afraid to tell Lisa the truth] But she is going to get mad.

Buckaroo:
Ooh...! But we HAVE to tell her.

Lisa:
[putting the laundry soap into the laundry soap box] Come on, help me! Mom is going to be coming home any minute now.

Corduroy:
[whispers through Buckaroo's ear] What if we make up a story?

Buckaroo:
You mean lie? Oh, I don't know. That doesn't sound right.