The Brave Little Toaster Page #3

- What?

- Oh, sorry.

I meant to say

"vacuous vacuum. "

Ladies and gentlemen,

let's get ready to rumble.

In the blue corner,

undefeated champion...

Rocko "The Radio" Ratuno.

Ding!

And there's the bell.

They're on each other

like black on a bowling ball.

Look.

That concludes

our broadcast day.

This is Lowell Winchell

signing off.

Good night, America,

and all the ships at sea.

Thanks.

That's all right.

So, what's this thing

with you and the blanket?

What thing?

All of a sudden you're

being so darn nice to him.

I was just thinking,

and I got this feeling...

that I should be nicer

to him for a change.

And now

I feel better.

- That's weird.

- What's weird about it?

You were never

this nice to him before...

and now you're nice

to him all the time.

I don't know.

I'm just trying to understand,

figure out what it means.

It's kinda

hard to describe.

It's like being next

to a new loaf of bread.

Hmm, let's see.

It's like a warm,

toasty feeling inside.

Like a glow.

- A glow?

- Yeah.

I think I know what

you're talking about.

It's like the feeling I get

when I think about the Master.

That's it.

I remember the first time

my bulb burned out.

I thought,

"That's it.

"It's over.

I'm burned out.

Eighty-sixed.

To the showers! "

But then the Master

put in a brand-new bulb.

And I just glowed.

That's all

there is to it.

That's very interesting.

Good night, slot head.

Good night.

Blah.

Ahh.

Run.

Aahh. Help me!

Help me!

Toaster!

Blanky!

- Blanky?

- Blanky!

Where are you?

- Blanky?

- Blanky!

- Blanket!

- Can you hear me?

The battery's

gone dead!

We're trapped

like rats...

small rats with

no hair and one light.

Blanky!

- Blanket!

- Blanky!

Where are you,

you little wimp?

Blanky!

Lampy!

Blanky?

Where are you?

Blan...

...keey?

Come on, Blanky,

speak up!

Just relax.

You've done enough.

We'll look for him.

I am feeling

burned out.

Listen.

Lamp was awarded

a Purple Heart...

for being wounded

in the line of duty.

Lamps across the nation

were switched off...

for a moment of silence

in respect for his bravery.

Help.

- Listen.

- Help me.

Toaster, Kirby,

I'm stuck.

- I hear him.

- But I can't see him.

Maybe he's calling

from blanket heaven.

He's a puffy yellow angel,

with a knob nose.

He's just stuck,

that's all. Look!

Help.

Hang on tight.

I am.

Don't let the tremendous height scare you.

Hey, watch out.

Come on.

I can't see.

Get off.

Watch out below!

That was

kind of fun.

Now get off

of my face!

- Thanks, Kirby.

- Great idea.

You saved me.

I knight thee

"Sir Vac. "

Cut it out.

I did it

so we could go.

We're wasting time.

What's this?

What's...

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Kirby, no!

Get the cord

out of his mouth!

Don't let him

swallow it.

Switch him off.

Just shorted right out.

Cracked up, snapped,

sold the farm.

- Poor chump.

- How's he look?

Better than you,

actually.

Keep it up, slots.

Carpet-sweeping motions.

He should

come around.

Hey, I think

it's working.

Kirby, can

you hear me?

Wake up.

Wake up!

- Kirby!

- You're all right.

Yeah!

Lay off.

Just lay off!

- What's the matter?

- We were worried.

You gave us

a scare, pal.

There's nothing wrong

with me, pal!

- Just back off!

- Don't be angry.

Keep your antennas,

knobs, and wires...

and rivets

off my chrome!

Who needs you?

Got to drag you

around all the time.

I'd be better off

without you.

But...

Especially you,

you little rag.

So how do we get across

this thing, anyway?

Houdini did this once.

He was out of the hospital

in no time.

That's encouraging.

Okay, Kirby.

Hey, we're not dead.

Yeah? Where's some wood

to knock on?

Toaster, you okay?

Toaster?

Yeah, I am.

Give me some slack.

Oh.

Wha...

Agh.

Aaahhhh!

Yeowwww!

Help! Help!

Damn thee,

thou cursed whale!

From the depths of hell

I stab at thee.

- Climb on, you idiot.

- Oh, it's you.

Where's Toaster?

He sank.

Are we glad

to see you!

I really thought I'd

turned in my warranty.

Yeah, until

baggy showed up.

I just slipped and

fell in, that's all.

- Ha, ha, ha.

- Sure!

You can't fool us.

We love you.

Like Mrs. Roosevelt

loved her husband.

Here's the shore.

Everybody off.

Listen to this!

This is President Roosevelt...

awarding the vacuum

the Medal of Honor.

Blah!

Ha, ha!

That's funny.

I'm dying.

Where are we?

I can't

believe this.

I'm really sorry.

Oh, come on.

It's not your fault.

Things could be worse,

you know.

- How?

- How what?

How could

they be worse?

They couldn't.

I lied.

Can't you find anything?

I'm lucky my backup

batteries work at all.

I hope we're not

going in circles.

Come on.

Aaah!

I knew I shouldn't

have let you guys drive.

Come on, pull!

Kirby!

This is great fun.

Let's make these outings

a regular thing, okay?

Inflate your bag!

Help me!

Aaah!

Wow, the poor guy

didn't have a chance.

Just ssss,

and that's it.

Don't look now, but you're

about to ssss yourself!

What? Whoa!

Blanky, let go.

Try to untie yourself.

I'm not scared.

Well, that concludes

our broadcast today.

Actually, it concludes...

all future broadcasting

of any sort.

We'll sign off now

with a suitable tune!

# Mammy #

# Mammy, Mammy

I'm coming #

# Oh I... #

# I hope I didn't

make you wait #

# Mammy

I'm coming #

# O, Lord ##

Ha, I thought

I heard a radio!

Whoa!

Hmmm.

# Do-dilly

yup-bup-bup #

Upsy-daisy!

Whoop!

There you go!

Good boy, Quadruped.

You remembered

your seat belt.

Ahh.

A customer!

Seems like a nice fella.

Dingy, but nice.

Heh-heh-heh!

Heh-heh-heh!

Mister St. Peters is

quite an amusing fellow...

isn't he?

Oh, you poor baby.

Your bulb

is burned out.

Here, you can have

one of mine.

Use it in good health...

while you still can.

Hello, compadre...

I am in deep need

of a blender motor.

Ha, ha!

A blender motor?

I got a whole shipment

ofblender motors in last week.

Heaven sent you to me.

I'll have it for you in

Now what did I do

with that blender?

I could've sworn I left

it here a second ago.

I'm getting as

loopy as a polecat...

without any whiskers.

There you are!

I found you.

Gotta move you guys

out of the way.

Ha, ha!

Whoa.

Boy, are you

some lucky guy!

This was the

last one left.

Heh-heh!

Heh-heh-heh!

You never quite know

what he's going to do.

He's so spontaneous.

W- w-well,

how do we escape?

Did you

hear that?

They want to know

how to escape!

Heh-heh-heh!

#Watch yourself

Don't fall off of the shelf #

#You must be

the new boys in town #

#What's that sound

Is someone moving 'round #

# Sit down for a spell

You don't look so well #

#Wait a minute

I feel great #

#You just leave

yourself to fate #

#You might as well

just hang around #

# It's too late

We've got to operate #

#Just try to relax

It's a house of wax #

# Oh, I remember

Frankenstein #

# Shivers up

my spine #

#Whoa-oh #

# I'm for getting

out of here #

# No need to shout

my dear #

# No-oh #

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