– Who’s ready to go water skiing? (all cheering)
Pear: America! – Uh, I can’t. I’m allergic to lake water. (coughing) – (sighs) Okay.
(life jackets and skis clatter) Well, how about surfing? – Alright! Yeah, that sounds great! – Sorry, I’m scared of sand. – Did you just say you’re
scared of SAND? – It’s just so tiny! (sneezes) – Wait, what’s making you
sneeze right now? – Me! I’m allergic to
peanuts! (sneezes again) – Now that’s “nuts”. (laughs) (♫) – Well we have to do something. We can’t just stay here all day. – It’s pretty easy if you try. You get used to it. – I’ve got it! Let’s take my
monster truck for a spin! – That sounds awesome! Lemme ask my mom real quick. Mom! Can I ride in Little
Apple’s monster truck? – No, my little nutter-butter. Diesel fumes aggravate
your bladder, remember? – Sorry, guys, diesel fumes aggra– – Yeah, we heard. – Yeesh. Does your mom even
let you play with Lego’s? (chuckles) – MOOOM! Can I play with Lego’s? – No, my little peenie-weenie. They’re a choking hazard. Remember last time? – Oh yeah. (sneezes out a Lego brick) – Wow, I was being sarcastic
when I suggested Lego’s, but this is some next-level
helicopter parenting. – Alright, let’s try this —
What can you do, Peanut? – Uh, I mean, I can apply hand
sanitizer whenever I want. Ooh, you guys wanna
apply hand sanitizer?
(glop!) – What hands? – Yeah, you need to go out, boy. Come on, we’re going water skiing! – But the road’s a scary place.
I can’t disobey my mom! – Nah dude, that’s exactly
what you MUST do! LET’S GO! – Wait-wait-wait-wait-wait-wait! Okay, okay. Let me just
grab my bubble, alright? – His what? – (sighs calmly) There we go! All set to face the real world! – Ummm… – Dude, get out of the bubble. – I’m not gonna be seen in public
with some bubble-nut. – But the bubble protects me from
germs and microwaves and allergens and ideas, which might
challenge my basic world view! – Orange, can you take care
of this bubble, please? – On it! Poy! – (screams)
(bubble deflates) My bubble! It was my best
friend in the entire world!
(sad trombone plays) – Um, guys? I think we have company. (knife clangs) Little Apple: Argh! Everyone hide! – [quietly] This might be a really
bad time to tell you this, but I’m allergic to knives. – Of course you are. – Dude! Hold it in! Knife’s gonna find you! – I can’t help it! (sneezes) – Oh no! Peanut, run! – I can’t run! There might be water
on the floor! (sneezes again) – Chop, chop! – I told you! I can’t run,
it’s too dangerous! – No! Chop, chop! – Huh? (screams)
(chops Peanut) (♫)
– Aw, poor Peanut. Rest in
“pieces”. (chuckles uneasily) – Whew. I just got chopped
in half, and I survived! Wow! I feel great! – You feel great? What is this guy? “Nuts”? (laughs) – We sure are nuts!
Two of them! – We’re free! Before,
I felt so inhibited, but now, let’s go water
ski up a waterfall! – Whoa! Easy there, little guy. – Let’s skydive over a volcano
and then fight a shark! – These guys really broke out
of their “shell”. (laughs) both: Let’s do it! – Whoa, slow down, you guys! – No way, Pear! We’re done walking! From now on, we’re running every–
(both scream) – Oh no! There’s a puddle of
water on the counter! (both slip)
(splat!) (both screaming) – Ew. (♫)
(both yelling) Peanut Butter: Why didn’t
we listen to Mom? Peanut Butter 2: I don’t know!
(chomp!) Orange: Wow. I’m sure not
“jelly” of those two. (laughs) Get it? You guys get it? Little Apple: Yeah!
Pear: Yes! – It’s a joke! Bored, bored, out of my gord. Bored for sure, monzor? – We.
– We? – We!
– We. (laughs) Knife! (slices logo)