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  • [Open to the treehouse where Mr. Whiskers is playing with his ball and Brandy is painting her nails.]
  • Brandy: "WHISKEEEERS!!!!!"
  • Mr. Whiskers: "What?"
  • Brandy: "Can you think of anything better to do?"
  • Mr. Whiskers: "No."
  • [Mr. Whiskers continues playing his ball]
  • Brandy: "Give me that!"
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Never try to out-quick a rabbit."
  • Brandy: "Ok, I’m sorry. I’m just jealous because I wanna play too."
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Oh! Why didn’t you say so?"
  • [Mr. Whiskers gives Brandy the ball, she tosses it out the window.]
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Ballie!"
  • Brandy: "Never try to outsmart me."
  • [The ball hits a snail named Mr. Cantarious and he gets splattered on the floor from it.]
  • Mr. Whiskers: "There it is! Be right back."
  • [Mr. Whiskers steps out the window and falls on the floor next to Mr. Cantarious’s yard. His head pops out and he sees his ball, then kisses it that he finally found it.]
  • Mr. Cantarious: "Hey! What do you think you’re doing?"
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Playing with my big, red hopper ball! It’s my favoritist, favoritist ball ever. I call him Ballie."
  • Mr. Cantarious: "So, you just trespass in people's yards without asking permission?"
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Y-your yard? B-but I thought we were the only ones who lived in this tree?"
  • Mr. Cantarious: "You thought wrong. My house, my tree, my yard! And if you wanna come into my yard, you have to ask me first."
  • Mr. Whiskers: "May I please come into your yard?"
  • Mr. Cantarious: "No."
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Oh. Well, um, can I just have my ball back?"
  • Mr. Cantarious: "No. So, what are you gonna do about it? Cry?"
  • Mr. Whiskers: "N-no. *he starts to cry* BRRRRRANDY!!!!!!"
  • [Cut to Mr. Whiskers venting to Brandy at the treehouse.]
  • Mr. Whiskers: "And he wouldn't give back my Ballie!"
  • Brandy: "Look, I know how much that ball means to you so I'll help you get it back. I wasn't there, so I didn't see what happened. But I'm pretty sure that you handled it wrong. In a situation like this, you need to be neighborly."
  • [Cut to Brandy and Mr. Whiskers going to ask Mr. Cantarious for Ballie back. First, Brandy knocks on the door.]
  • Mr. Cantarious: "Yeah?"
  • Brandy: "Hello, Sir. My name is Brandy Harrington of the Florida Harringtons. I'm your neighbor from upstairs."
  • Mr. Cantarious: "Mhm."
  • Brandy: "My friend Mr. Whiskers accidentally let his ball fall out our window."
  • Mr. Cantarious: "And?"
  • Brandy: "And I believe you now have it?"
  • Mr. Cantarious: "Yup."
  • Brandy: "So, I was wondering.... Mister?"
  • Mr. Cantarious: "Cantarious of the Get off My Yard Cantarioses."
  • Brandy: "Oooook. Mr. Cantarious, I was hoping that I could persuade you to give Whiskers his ball back?"
  • Mr. Cantarious: "No."
  • Brandy: "No? Haha, what do you mean, no?"
  • Mr. Cantarious: "It's a simple word. Two letters. N-O."
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Well, we'll just have to trust you on that."
  • Brandy: "What's your problem, Snail?"
  • Mr. Cantarious: "My problem is you two. You step on my mushroom garden, you throw garbage all over my lawn, and you yodel all stinking' night!"
  • [Cut to a flashback of the treehouse late at night where Mr. Whiskers is loudly yodeling.]
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Eh heh, you heard that?
  • Mr. Cantarious: "Every night. Just before I hear you screaming like a banshee!"
  • [Cut back to the flashback.]
  • Brandy: "WHISKERS, STOP! YOU CAN'T YODEL!"
  • [Cut back to present.]
  • Brandy: "Listen, Snail. You don't own this tree. We were here first and if you don't like it, you can move.
  • Mr. Cantarious: "I've lived here for years."
  • Brandy: "I've never noticed you before."
  • [Cut to a TV with Mr. Cantarious asking Brandy and Mr. Whiskers to tone it down.]
  • Mr. Cantarious: "Hey, watch out! Can you keep it down? That's my garden, you're stepping in my garden!"
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Wow, that was convincing."
  • Brandy: "You know what? I tried the nice thing but I am so over it. I am taking Whiskers' ball back and there's nothing you can do about it! *she flicks away the snail and grabs the ball from inside his house* Hah! *she notices slime on the ball* What is-"
  • Mr. Cantarious: "Oh, I'm sorry. I must have gotten some of my snail slime on your ball."
  • Brandy: "Ew ew ew ew ew ew ew EW!"
  • [Mr. Cantarious laughs and Brandy runs away to a lake so she can clean her hands.]
  • Brandy: "Gross gross gross gross gross GROSS!"
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Uh, Brandy? I couldn't help but notice we don't have Ballie back yet. Now, I am a well-adjusted bunny and I am fine with that, but... I MISS MY BALLIE!"
  • Brandy: "Look, Whiskers. Maybe we can just go to the Mallaria and get you a new ball."
  • Mr. Whiskers: "A new Ballie? Brandy, I am shocked. You can't just replace Ballie like it was some inanimate object!"
  • Brandy: "It is!"
  • Mr. Whiskers: "I am going to pretend that you did not just say that, Brandy! Ok, I am going to pretend you just said marshmallow. *laughs* Why did you say marshmallow?"
  • Brandy: "Still, I can't stand the fact of that slime-ball winning."
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Oh, right! So, what's the plan?"
  • Brandy: "We're not just getting your ball back, we're getting rid of that jerk snail. Cantarious thinks we're lousy neighbors? He has no idea!"
  • [Cut to the treehouse where they are planning something mischievous.]
  • Brandy: "Mr. Cantarious' mushroom garden! Whiskers, go to it!"
  • [She runs away while Mr. Whiskers uses construction vehicles to destroy the mushroom garden.]
  • Brandy: "Way to rip up the garden!"
  • Mr. Whiskers: I thought you'd just like see me like to ride the big-boy machines."
  • Brandy: "I sure hope Mr. Cantarious didn't see it! Hmm, must not be home. But imagine the look on his face when sees his garden."
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Yeah, he'll be totally cheesed off!"
  • Brandy: "Yeah, he'll be like- *she feels slime* slime, SLIME! AAAAAAAH!"
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Why would he say "Slime, SLIME! AAAAAAAH! *he feels slime* slime, SLIME! AAAAAAAAH!"
  • Mr. Cantarious: "Oops, there I go leaving my slime all over my tree. Sorry, Squatters! *he laughs*"
  • [Cut to the lake where the duo is seen cleaning their hands from the slime.]
  • Mr. Whiskers and Brandy: "Gross gross gross gross gross gross GROSS!"
  • [Mr. Whiskers stops to taste it.]
  • Brandy: "Gross gross gross gross gross gross GROSS!"
  • Mr. Whiskers and Brandy: "Gross gross gross gross gross gross GROSS!"
  • [Cut to the treehouse where a plethora of candy wrappers are left on Mr. Cantarious' area.]
  • Brandy: "I love candy!"
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Yup! This was our tastiest scheme, ever!"
  • Brandy: "Much more and I'm gonna have to hurl!"
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Me too. Let's stop."
  • Brandy: "Awe, gee, Whiskers. Who will clean up the mess we left on that cranky snail's lawn?"
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Oh, I'm too full of sugar to care."
  • Brandy: "Same here. Gloves?"
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Check checkity check!"
  • [They put on gloves.]
  • Brandy: "The only way to be sure you're slime free.
  • Mr. Whiskers: "In your face, Cantarious! Let's see you stick around after that."
  • Brandy: "Too much candy, I gotta brush my teeth."
  • [She notices Mr. Cantarious on her toothbrush!]
  • Mr. Cantarious: "Don't forget to floss!"
  • Brandy: "AAAAAAAH!"
  • [She runs back to the lake while Mr. Whiskers is making balloons out of the gloves from earlier.]
  • Brandy: "Gross gross gross gross gross gross GROSS!"
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Boy, he's really fighting tooth and snail! Get it? Tooth and snail? 'Cause he's a snail and he was in your mouth?"
  • [Mr. Whiskers laughing annoys Brandy.]
  • Brandy: "That littles slime bucket is tougher than I thought."
  • Mr. Whiskers: "So what do we do about it?"
  • Brandy: "What we always do when we've exhausted our arsenal of offensive actions."
  • [Cut to the treehouse where everyone is there partying.]
  • Mr. Whiskers and Brandy: "HOUSE PARTY!"
  • [The loud music causes Mr. Cantarious and his house to shake and stop him from his reading.]
  • Brandy: "I love Electronica!"
  • Lola: "What?"
  • Brandy: "Yeah, he totally does!"
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Oh, it's not a party without kettle corn! Everybody, dig in! Ladies?"
  • Lola: "Oh, something doesn't taste right!"
  • Mr. Cantarious: "Love the party, my invitation must have gotten lost in the mail."
  • [Everyone at the party runs to the lake.]
  • Everyone but Mr. Whiskers: "Gross gross gross gross gross gross GROSS!"
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Anyone wanna hear my tooth and snail joke?"
  • [They all look at him, annoyed.]
  • Mr. Whiskers: "No?"
  • Brandy: "We can't beat him, Whiskers! He has no boundaries. First our teeth, what if our cute-cute hair is next? Face it, he's won. He's out-slimed us."
  • Mr. Whiskers: "No, no we must have some other option. Something."
  • Lola: "I guess we're going to have to take this to Otter's Court."
  • [Cut to the Otter's Court with Ed, Brandy, Mr. Whiskers, and Mr. Cantarious.]
  • Ed: "Before I render my decision, I would like to remind you all that I am not an arbiter by profession, I just have this nifty wig and some spare powder. That said, do both parties agree to abide by my ruling? That my decision is final and there is no appeal?"
  • Brandy: "Yes."
  • Mr. Cantarious: "Sure."
  • Ed: "After careful review of said facts in the case of who owns the tree in which both of your domiciles are located. I have decided..."
  • [Brandy and Mr. Cantarious look worried, anticipating his final decision.]
  • Ed: "Nobody owns the tree."
  • Brandy: "Huh?"
  • Mr. Cantarious: "What?"
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Huh?"
  • Ed: "The tree is apart of the forest like the wind and the sky. Can one own the sky, Miss Brandy? Can one own the wind, Mr. Cantarious? Sure, maybe if you had a really powerful fan. But the point is, it belongs to all of us, the family of the rainforest."
  • Mr. Whiskers: "So what are we supposed to do?"
  • Ed: "Yeesh, I don't know. Work it out, I guess. Figure some way to get along."
  • Mr. Whiskers: "And you call yourself an arbitrator!"
  • Ed: "My word is final. Ah, respect the wig!"
  • Brandy: "There's no way I'm sharing that tree with you, it's our tree!"
  • Mr. Cantarious: "It's my tree and I'm not going anywhere!"
  • Brandy: "Fine. *she grabs an axe* Nobody will live in the tree!"
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Brandy, no don't do it! My ball isn't worth this!"
  • Brandy: "Oh, who cares about your stupid ball! This is snail payback!"
  • Mr. Cantarious: "Ok, stop, stop! You made your point. We can work something out, right? Here you go, here's your Ballie back."
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Ballie! Did he hurt you? How many fingers am I holding up?"
  • Brandy: "Ok then, peace, Mr. C?"
  • Mr. Cantarious: "Peace."
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Oh, this is the beginning of a new era! The era of good neighborliness! Why, if you need to borrow eggs, you can borrow eggs! If you need to borrow sugar you can borrow sugar! And if you need salt, you can borrow salt!"
  • [Mr. Cantarious screams in pain after Mr. Whiskers pours the salt on him. Cut to a jungle hospital where the duo is with Lola.]
  • Lola: "The doctor says Mr. Cantarious should make a full recovery in about three months."
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Who knew snails react so badly to salt?"
  • Brandy: "Please, give him these flowers, Lola and tell him we wish him well."
  • Mr. Whiskers: "Yeah, and he can play with my ball too if it makes him feel better."
  • [He throws the ball in the hospital and Mr. Cantarious screams again.]
  • Mr. Cantarious: "Where did this stupid ball come from?"
  • Brandy: "On second thought, we were never here."
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