Pinky shrinks herself to tiny proportions so she can avoid a new girl at school who seems mean.

TRANSCRIPT:

Pinky: Shrinky Pinky.

Tyler: Oh, man.
Pinky: What’s the matter, Tyler?
Tyler: I had a bad day at school.
Pinky: Why, what happened?
Tyler: Problems at lunch.
Pinky: Did they serve the gloopy, gravy, meatloaf again?
Tyler: No, it was Johnny Gelatinhead. He pushed in front of me in line.
Pinky: Wow, that’s too bad.
Tyler: Yeah, sometimes Johnny’s not too nice.
Pinky: Hmm, not too nice. That gives me an idea!
Tyler: Pinky, are you gonna make up a story?
Pinky: Yes-a-rooney, positooney!

Pinky and Tyler: (singing) Yes-a-rooney, positooney.
We’re going to the story box.
Where Pinky’s really good at making up stories
and every story rocks
STORY BOX! (giggles)

Pinky: One day at Great Big School…

Pinky: (narrating) Pinky and her friends sat in class. It was a normal no-big day at school. Normal that is, until Ms. McGanza came into the room.

Ms. McGanza: Class, I have an announcement. A new student will be joining us today.
Pinky: I wonder what the new kid is like.
Bobby: I heard she’s from out of town.
Daffinee: I heard she was from out of state.
Nicholas: I heard she was from outer space.

Pinky: (narrating) Everybody thought about a slimy, green alien slug in their class.

Pinky: (narrating) When the new girl arrived, she wasn’t slimy or gross.

Nicholas: Psst, she’s not even green!

Pinky: (narrating) She was a girl with pretty blue hair and capre pants, and it smelled like flowers.

Lane: Hi, I’m Lane Puppytray.

Pinky: (narrating) She seemed like a very nice person.

Pinky: (narrating) But one day, Lane did something she was really mean.

Lane: Thanks, Pinky!
Pinky: Hey, I’m next in line! No butting!
Lunch Teacher: Excuse me, Ms. Dinky Doo! There’s no butting! Go to the end of the line!
Pinky: But, but?
Lunch Teacher: No buts, Ms. Dinky Doo! You’ve done enough butting for now!

Pinky: (narrating) And do you know what, Lane just stood there and let Pinky get in trouble.

Pinky: I’m so MAD!!!

Pinky: (narrating) Then, things got worse. During the next week, did Lane break Pinky’s favorite flower pen, tear up Pinky’s homework, or squash Pinky’s newest bluest shoes? Unfortunately for Pinky, the answer is all of the above. Pinky decided to talk it over to Mr. Guinea Pig.

Pinky: Mr. Guinea Pig, what am I gonna do? You’re lucky, you’re so little no one would ever want to pick on you.
Mr. Guinea Pig: (giggles)
Pinky: Hey, I got an idea! I’ll make myself much, much, smaller.

Tyler: Wait a minute, Pinky!

Tyler: You mean you’re gonna-
(trumpets)
Tyler: Shrink?
Pinky: Right-a-rooney, I’m going to-
(trumpets)
Pinky: Shrink. So I’m as small as Mr. Guinea Pig.
Tyler: Really, wow. What happens next?
Pinky: Let’s see.

Pinky: If I’m really teeny, Lane won’t notice me and she can’t pick on me! Perfect! But how?

Pinky: (narrating) Pinky remembered when Daddy Dinky Doo turned the drier very, very hot, and made her dress-
(trumpets)
Pinky: (narrating) Shrink.

Pinky: (narrating) So, Pinky got into the shower close and off. Then, she stood out to a hair dryer. As the water dried, Pinky got smaller and smaller, just like her dress.

Mr. Guinea Pig: Come on, Pink! (trumpets) Shrink!

Pinky: It worked! Now, let’s find out if Lane can see me. Hey, Mr. Guinea Pig!
Mr. Guinea Pig: Hmm?
Pinky: Can I borrow your exercise ball for a few minutes?
Mr. Guinea Pig: Okay!

Pinky: (narrating) Then, Pinky zip, zam, zoomed out of the room and down the sidewalk, all the way to Lane’s house.

Pinky: Yoo-hoo! Hey, Lane! down here! Can you see me? (whistles)

Pinky: (narrating) Pinky’s friend is working, Lane didn’t even notice her.
Pinky: Yoo-hoo! Hey!

Pinky: Yes!

Pinky: (narrating) Pinky zipped off to tell her friends.

Nicholas: Go fish!
Daffinee: Honestly!

Pinky: Hey, Nicholas! Guess what! Nicholas! Daffinee! Yoo-hoo! Down here! HEY!!!
Nicholas: I wonder where Pinky is.
Daffinee: Yeah.
Pinky: They can’t see me! Hmm, maybe being little isn’t such a great idea after all.

Pinky: (narrating) So, Pinky rolled back home to tell Mr. Guinea Pig all about it. She looked for him in its box.

Pinky: Hello, Mr. Guinea Pig. Whoa. Now that’s something you don’t see every day.
Mr. Guinea Pig: Well, hello there, Pinky. Pink lemonade?
Pinky: Thanks.
Mr. Guinea Pig: What’s wrong, is Lane still bothering you?
Pinky: Not anymore. She can’t even see me.
Mr. Guinea Pig: I know how that feels, so what’s the problem?
Pinky: Well, I have great friends like Nicholas and Daffinee. But now, I’m so teeny even they can’t see me.
Mr. Guinea Pig: Sounds like being small, thick small problems but, made some new problems too.
Pinky: Yeah, what am I gonna do?
Mr. Guinea Pig: Step back, Pinky! It looks like it’s time for me to think big!

Pinky: (narrating) Then, Mr. Guinea Pig started to think. Usually, he had a normal guinea pig-sized brain. But, when he needed to think big.

Mr. Guinea Pig: If I have a problem
Don’t know which way to go
I think and think and think and think
and suddenly I know!
Pinky: Come on, pig, think!

Pinky: (narrating) And then, it happened. Mr. Guinea Pig had a big idea.

Mr. Guinea Pig: Whee! (giggles)

Pinky: (narrating) Mr. Guinea Pig knew just what to do.

Mr. Guinea Pig: Being a guinea pig size works for me, but, you need to be regular-sized Pinky so you can enjoy your friends.

Pinky: (narrating) Pinky knew that Mr. Guinea Pig was right.

Pinky: Perfect! But how?

Pinky: (narrating) Mr. Guinea Pig took out his watering can and watered Pinky, and just like that. Pinky started to grow and grow, just like a flower until she grew back to her regular size.

Pinky: Yeah!

Pinky: (narrating) Once, Pinky was back to being pinky-sized, she could’ve fun with her friends, and she decided she wasn’t gonna let Lane bother her anymore.

Pinky: And that’s exactly what happened. Pretty much. The end.
Tyler: Great story, Pinky. I like how you decided that you wouldn’t let Lane bother you anymore.
Pinky: She was sorted like Johnny Gelatinhead, wasn’t she?
Tyler: Uh huh, you know what?
Pinky: What?
Tyler: I’ve decided not to let Johnny Gelatinhead bother me anymore.
Pinky: That’s a great idea, Tyler.
Tyler: Sounds like game time!
Pinky: Say cheese, please!
Pinky, Tyler, and Mr. Guinea Pig: Cheese please!

Pinky: Okay! Let’s play a game called “What came first?”. (singing) What came first? I’m going to show you something that happened in my story.
Tyler: And we’re gonna say what came first. Yeah!
Pinky: That’s right, little brother. Hope you’re ready to play. OK, what happened first? Was it “Mr. Guinea Pig had a big idea” or was it “I decided to shrink so Lane couldn’t pick on me”? So, what came first, “Big idea”, or “I decided to shrink”?
Tyler: You decided to shrink, that happened before Mr. Guinea Pig had his big idea.
Pinky: You’re right! Okay, so what came next in my story? Was it “I got back to my regular size” or was it “Mr. Guinea Pig had his big idea”? So, what came next in my story, “Got back to my regular size” or “Big idea”?
Tyler: Big idea!
Pinky: Right. First, I decided to shrink so Lane couldn’t pick on me, then Mr. Guinea Pig had his big idea, and then, I got back to my regular size and enjoyed my friends. And that’s exactly what happened.

Pinky: Alright, let’s play “Where is Pinky?”. (singing) Where is Pinky, do you know? Behind this yummy was cheese, you’re gonna see me, Pinky, and a place from my made-up story. One by one, cheese holds will pop off like this.
Tyler: And when, where no one Pinky is, we shout it out.
Pinky: That’s right, little brother! Let’s play! Where could I be? Smackdab Park or Mr. Guinea Pig’s living room?
Tyler: It’s Mr. Guinea Pig’s living room!
Pinky: It sure is.
Pinky and Tyler: Yay! Yeah!

Pinky: I love making up stories! I’ll bet you can make up a story too.

Pinky cannot shrink until they can’t see them.