02x05 - Wind

[bunniefuu]

(computer whizzes)

- Hoobledoop, Tiddlypeeps.

I'm Hubba Hubba, talking

to you from Hoobland.

And I'm about to send

four of my favorite Hoobs

down to Earth, to find

out all about you,

for my great Hoobopaedia.

Here they come!

(computer whizzes)

(upbeat music)

♪ You know who the Hoobs are ♪

♪ Iver, Groove, and Tula ♪

♪ We're Hoobs ♪

♪ And they're ready to go ♪

- Oh, ho!

♪ Now the wheels are turning ♪

♪ We can all get learning ♪

♪ All the things

we want to know ♪

(spring boings)

- Hey, hey!

♪ Hubba Hubba's in Hoobland ♪

♪ And Roma's

somewhere far away ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ The Motorettes are singing ♪

♪ We keep the engines spinning ♪

♪ Hoob hoob hooray ♪

♪ The Hoobmobile is

coming your way ♪

- Ha ha, oh!

(Hoobmobile beeps)

- Well, hey!

- Ah.

♪ The Hoobs are here

so what do you say ♪

♪ Hoobs ♪

(wind whooshing)

(playful music)

- Oh, hoobygalooby, just

listen to that wind.

- Hoobledoop, Tula.

Do you fancy a

nibble of my cheese?

- Oh, no thank you, Groove.

Have you seen Iver?

- Yeah, he's gone outside.

He says he likes

the feel of the wind

through his hoobyfur. (groans)

- Whoo-hoo!

(wind whistling)

Ah, this is Hoobacious!

Whoo-hoo hoo hoo, whoa.

- Hey, watch out, Iver.

Your twizzletuft will blow off

if you're not careful. (laughs)

- (laughing) I think I'd

rather be here, Groove.

- Yeah, me too. (chomping)

- (sighs) I suppose we

ought to think of a question

for Hoob News since

Iver's too busy.

- Mm, well cheese makes

me think. (chuckles)

I'll probably come up with

one, when I've had some more.

- I have just seen the most

hoobledoobledooper thing!

- [Both] What?

(playful music)

- This feather was being

blown about by the wind.

- Aw, why didn't you call

us out to see it, Iver?

- Yeah!

- There wasn't time.

One minute, I'm enjoying

the lovely wind in my fur,

the next minute this

hoobacious feather

dances before my very eyes.

I had to grab it quickly

before it blew away.

- Oh, Iver, it's gorgeous.

- Yeah.

- Yes, and it looks

even more gorgeous

when it's blowing about, Tula.

It was one of the most

beautiful things I've ever seen.

(upbeat music)

♪ The feather and the

wind were dancing ♪

♪ Just outside our Hoobmobile ♪

♪ Blowing around,

away from the ground ♪

♪ Dancing a beautiful reel ♪

♪ They would go up and down

and then swirl around ♪

♪ Twist and swoop,

looping the loop ♪

♪ The wind and the feather

were dancing together ♪

♪ Dancing high up in the air ♪

♪ The wind caused a

stir in my hoobyfur ♪

♪ Then something

caught my hoobyeye ♪

♪ The wind and the feather,

dipping and soaring ♪

♪ A sight so enchanting,

it won't take ignoring ♪

♪ They would go up and down

and then swirl around ♪

♪ Twist and swoop,

looping the loop ♪

♪ The wind and the feather

were dancing together ♪

♪ High above my twizzletuft ♪

♪ Dancing high up in the air ♪

- (sighs) Well, honestly.

My one chance to see

a dancing feather,

and I go and miss it.

- Yeah, I'd have given

a whole chunk of cheese

to have see that.

Well, maybe half a chunk

of cheese. (chuckles)

Actually, maybe a little

crumbly bit of cheese.

- Hm, Groove's

been eating cheese

because he thinks

it will help him

come up with a

question for Hoob News.

- No but, Hoob News!

- If only we could make the

feather dance for us in here.

- Yeah, how can we

make the feather

dance inside the Hoobmobile?

- [Computer] Hubba

Hubba, Hubba Hubba.

- You've hit on the question,

Groove!

(computer whizzing)

- (laughs) It was the

cheese that did that.

- How can we make the feather

dance inside the Hoobmobile?

An excellent question!

(Groove chuckles)

Just the sort of information

that I can put into

my great Hoobopaedia!

- Oh yes, and if we can

find the answer to this one,

we'll be able to have dancing

feathers whenever we want.

- (chuckles) Well, let me see

if I can find anything useful

on HoobNet to get you started.

(humming)

(computer whooshing)

Ah, try this!

(computer whizzing)

(gentle music)

Ooh, Hoobs, look at all those

clouds being blown along, hm.

And the wind's blowing

those trees around too.

And all that snow!

(chuckling)

And it's moving those great

big boats over the water.

And look at the wind

making those things dance!

Moving the sand.

And the wind fills up

the big orange thing!

(computer whizzing)

(Iver and Groovy chuckling)

- Oh, that's pretty.

- Well, one thing's for certain.

We definitely need wind

to make our feather dance.

- Yeah.

(playful music)

- Ooh, There's only one

problem with that, Iver.

- And what might that be?

- The wind is outside.

- Well yes it is, Tula.

- And our question is how to

make the feather dance inside.

- Ah.

- Yeah,

well there must be some way

to get the wind

inside the Hoobmobile.

I just need to have a think.

- Well, have you thought?

(door bangs)

(playful music)

(chomping)

- Yep, I know

exactly what we do.

We open the door, and

ask the wind to come in.

Come on!

(playful music)

(Groove chomping)

(wind whistling)

- It doesn't seem to

be coming in, does it?

- No, but why?

♪ Why, why, why, why, why ♪

♪ Why, why, why ♪

(door bangs)

- I know why.

You see, the wind is blowing

away from the Hoobmobile door.

We need it to be

blowing this way.

- [Both] Oh.

- Yeah.

Ooh, wait a minute.

Maybe, just maybe, if

we ask the wind nicely,

it would blow into

the Hoobmobile, eh?

- Right!

- Yeah.

- Well I'll ask it, because

I'm the best at asking nicely.

(playful music)

- (chomping) Is Tula

best at asking nicely?

- I don't know.

(wind whistling)

- Um, excuse me wind.

Please could you blow this way,

so we can make

this feather dance?

(playful music)

Huh, okay.

Try again, more

nicely. (clears throat)

Mr. Wind, would you be so kind

as to blow this way,

so we can make

our feather dance?

(both inhale)

- (groans) Oh dear.

- Oy, wind!

We need this feather

to dance, now!

Blow this way, huh?

Ho!

(playful music)

(door bangs)

Well, honestly.

Ignoring me like that.

It's, it's just plain rude.

And I couldn't have asked

it more nicely, could I?

(playful music)

- Um, well, I, no Tula!

- No, no, you couldn't.

We'll just have to

think of another way

to get the wind

in the Hoobmobile.

- Yes.

- Yeah.

And to think, I need

more cheese. (laughs)

(Iver laughs)

- [Computer] Hubba

Hubba, Hubba Hubba.

- Oh, it's Hubba Hubba!

(computer whooshing)

Maybe he's had an idea.

- As a matter of

fact, Tula, I have.

I found a fantabyhooby

story on HoobNet,

sent to me by a Tiddlypeep.

I think this might

help you to work out

how you can have wind indoors.

Take a look.

(computer whizzing)

(gentle music)

- [Narrator] Once upon a time,

three little pigs decided

to build themselves a house.

(pigs grunting)

The first little

pig, built his house

out of straw.

(ominous music)

(eyes tinkling)

(air whooshing)

The second little pig built

his house out of sticks.

(eyes tinkle)

(air whooshing)

And the third little pig

built his house out of bricks.

(ears squeaking)

(ominous music)

One day--

- Oh no!

- [Narrator] A wolf came

looking for little pigs to eat.

(wolf chuckles)

First, he prowled up

to the straw house.

- "Little pig, little pig--"

- He said.

- "Let me come in!"

(suspenseful music)

- "Not by the hair of

my chinny-chin-chin,"

- [Narrator] Said

the little pig.

(teeth chattering)

The wolf growled--

(ominous music)

- Then I'll huff,

and I'll puff, and I'll

blow your house in!

(Hoobs gasping)

- [Narrator] The wolf

huffed, and he puffed,

and he blew down

the little straw house.

(teeth chattering)

The little pig ran to

the house made of sticks.

(ominous music)

- "Little pigs, little pigs,

"let me come in--"

- Growled the wolf.

- Hm.

(ominous music)

- "Not by the hair of

our chinny-chin-chins."

- [Narrator] called

the two little pigs.

(teeth chattering)

- Hm?

"Then I'll huff,

(ominous music)

and I'll puff and I'll

blow your house in!"

- [Narrator] And the wolf

huffed, and he puffed,

and he blew down the

little stick house.

(teeth chattering)

(pigs screaming)

The two little pigs

ran to the house

made of bricks.

(ominous music)

(wolf growls)

- Little pigs, little pigs,

let me come in. (growls)

(ominous music)

- "Not by the hair of

our chinny-chin-chins."

- [Narrator] Called

the three little pigs.

(teeth chattering)

- Then I'll huff,

(ominous music)

and I'll puff and I'll

blow your house in!"

- [Narrator] Cried the wolf.

And he huffed,

(wind whistles)

and he puffed,

(wind whistles)

and he huffed,

(wind whistles)

but the brick house

would not fall down!

(Hoobs gasps)

(wolf sighs)

And the three little pigs,

(Hoobs laughing)

stayed safely, and happily

inside.

(gentle music)

- Aw, well of course.

(computer whizzing)

Why didn't I think

of this before?

We can make our own wind,

by huffing and puffing.

(playful music)

- Yeah,

we'll huff and we'll puff,

and we'll make the

feather dance. (laughs)

- Oh, oh, me first,

let me try first.

- All right, all right.

- Right, ready?

I'm going to blow on the

count of three hoobaboobas.

- [Together] One

Hoobabooba, two Hoobaboobas,

three Hoobaboobas,

blow!

(inhales)

(blowing)

(wind whooshing)

(Groove chuckles)

- Ah, did you see that?

It was nearly dancing! (laughs)

- Maybe, if all three

of us huff and puff,

we can keep it up in the air!

- Yeah.

- Oh, yeah!

- Are you ready--

- Always.

- To huff and puff?

- Yes.

- [Together] One

Hoobabooba, two Hoobaboobas,

three Hoobaboobas,

blow!

(upbeat music)

(all blowing)

(air whooshes)

(all panting)

- No, I'm sorry.

It's too puffy puffy for me.

- (gasps) Me too!

- (panting) Me too!

- I guess Hoobs just

can't blow like the wind.

- There must be

someone who'll know

what can blow like the wind.

- But who?

(upbeat music)

♪ Who ♪

♪ Who who who ♪

♪ Who ♪

♪ Who, who, who ♪

♪ Who, who, who, who ♪

- [Computer] Hubba

Hubba, Hubba Hubba.

- I know who, Hoobs!

- The Tiddlypeeps!

- (laughing) Yes,

the Tiddlypeeps.

Ask them if they can

come up with anything

that can give you wind,

inside the Hoobmobile.

- That's a hoobelly

groobelly idea.

The Tiddlypeeps are

sure to help us.

Come on Iver, let's wake

up those little Motorettes.

- Oh, yes. (laughs)

- And in the meantime,

I'll email Roma,

to see if she can come up

with anything that blows.

(playful music)

- Mm, I bet she will.

- Seatbelt.

(birds chirping)

- [Both] We're off to

see the Tiddlypeeps!

(chimes tinkling)

(horn blatting)

♪ Yeehaw, we're off to

see the Tiddlypeeps ♪

♪ On the road we go ♪

♪ We're off to see

the Tiddlypeeps ♪

♪ They're smart,

they're fun, they know ♪

♪ The Tiddlypeeps,

the Tiddlypeeps ♪

♪ If we need to know ♪

♪ Who, what, where,

why, when, and how ♪

♪ We'll ask them, off we go ♪

♪ Yoo-hoo, we're off to

see the Tiddlypeeps ♪

♪ On the road we go, ♪

♪ We're off to see

the Tiddlypeeps ♪

♪ They're smart,

they're fun, they know ♪

- Hoobledoop, Tiddlypeep.

- Hoobledoop, Iver.

- Would you like to

do a Hoobyhello?

- Yes!

- [Both] Hoobledoop,

hoobledoop, whoop, whoop, whoop!

- Now, we are trying to make

a feather dance in the air.

We've been blowing at the

feather to keep it up, but oh,

that was just too tiring.

- Yeah.

- I was wondering, if you

know what else we might try?

- You could try these.

- Hmm, oh.

Oh, hoobygalooby,

what are those?

- They're called bellows.

- Tula, Tula, Groove?

- Yes?

- Can you see these?

- Yes.

- What are they for?

- Well, when my Mom

and Dad make a fire,

they use these to

blow air under it.

- Well why do they do that?

- Because a fire needs air,

otherwise it won't

burn properly.

- We don't need to make a fire,

we need to make a feather

dance in the wind.

- Hm.

- Yeah.

- Look! (laughs)

(bellows whooshing)

(Tula and Groove laughing)

- Hoobygalooby, I

felt a little wind.

It came out of your bellows.

Tula, Groove, you

should feel this.

Oh!

- Do you think

that'll work, Iver?

- Oh, it'll be Hoobacious.

All we have to do, is squeeze

some bellows under the feather

and the wind that comes

out, will make it dance.

Tula, Groove, order some

bellows from HoobNet.

- Yeah.

- Thank you Tiddlypeep,

you know, you're, you're

very clever. (chuckles)

I better get back

to the Hoobmobile,

and try out the bellows.

Hoobletoodledoo!

- Hoobletoodledoo!

(upbeat music)

- Wow, how hoobygroovy are they?

- Right, Groove, I

will squeeze them,

you tell me, if you can

feel a little puff.

- Okay.

(Iver grunts)

- (laughs) That was quite

a big puff actually, Iver.

Felt quite hoobygroovy. (laughs)

- Oh!

- Right,

let's prepare the

feather for takeoff.

- Okay, here we go.

- Yeah.

- On the count

of three Hoobaboobas.

- Three, yeah.

- [Together] One

Hoobabooba, two Hoobaboobas,

three Hoobaboobas.

(bellows pumping)

(air whooshing)

(playful music)

- Oh, again, Iver, again!

(bellows pumping)

(laughing)

- Again, again!

- (panting) I can't squeeze

fast enough. (laughs)

Oh no, no, no, no, no!

(air whooshing)

No, no, no, no, no.

Oh, hoobybother.

- Well, you got it up,

Iver, I'll say that for you.

- But not for long

enough, Groove.

It didn't exactly dance, did it?

- Aw, nevermind, Iver.

What we need to

keep the feather up,

is one long, steady blow.

- [Computer] Roma,

Roma, Roma, Roma.

- Ah, here comes Roma.

(computer whizzing)

- Hoobledoop, Hoobs.

- [Together] Hoobledoop, Roma.

- Well, today I've

been investigating

something hoobaciously useful.

- Is it that thing

you're holding, Roma?

- Yes, Iver, this is just

what I'm talking about.

(upbeat music)

It's called a fan.

- [Together] Ooh.

- Not only are these fans

very pretty to look at,

but they have all

sorts of uses, too.

Including, as you

can see behind me,

as part of this dance

called flamenco.

The flamenco dancers use them

to make their movements

even prettier.

- Oh, Roma, that dancing

is hoobelly groobelly.

- It certainly is, Tula.

But probably the most

popular use for these fans,

is to keep Peeps cool

when they're feeling hot.

- How do they do that?

- Well, Groove, when you waft

one of these fans like this,

it makes a

hoobaciously cool wind,

- Ooh!

- That feels

fantabyhooby on your face.

- That sounds hoobygroovy, Roma.

- It certainly is, Groove.

But now I'm off to have another

go at this flamenco dancing.

This is Roma Hoob, signing

off to flamenco with a fan.

Hoobletoodledoo!

- [Together] Hoobletoodledoo!

(computer whizzing)

- Well,

I don't know about

anyone else, but,

I reckon a fan is just what

we've been looking for.

- Yeah, me too, maybe

we could make one.

- Yes, Groove.

But how?

♪ How, how, how ♪

♪ How, how, how, how, ♪

♪ How, how, how ♪

(computer whizzing)

[Computer] Hubba Hubba,

Hubba Hubba.

- I know how, Hoobs.

- You do?

- Yes!

Go and ask the Tiddlypeeps.

I bet they'll know

how to make a fan.

They're awfully good at

making things, you know.

- Absohoobilutely, why ever

didn't I think of that?

I can't wait to make a fan!

Come on, Iver, I'm going

to visit the Tiddlypeeps.

- Hm.

- You can drive me.

- Oh! (laughs)

(upbeat music)

(air whooshing)

- No cheese! (groans)

What if I need

another idea? (gasps)

(bells chiming)

(horn blatting)

♪ Yeehaw, we're off to

see the Tiddlypeeps ♪

♪ On the road we go, ♪

♪ We're off to see

the Tiddlypeeps ♪

♪ They're smart,

they're fun, they know ♪

♪ The Tiddlypeeps,

the Tiddlypeeps ♪

♪ If we need to know ♪

♪ Who, what, where,

why, when and how ♪

♪ We'll ask them, off we go ♪

- Yeah, hey!

♪ Yahoo, we're off to

see the Tiddlypeeps ♪

♪ On the road we go, ♪

♪ We're off to see

the Tiddlypeeps ♪

♪ They're smart,

they're fun, they know ♪

(air pops)

- Hoobledoop, Tiddlypeeps!

- [Together] Hoobledoop, Tula!

- Now, Tiddlypeeps

are so clever,

that I think you might

be able to help me.

- Thanks, Tula, we'll try.

- Ah, now you see,

we've been trying

to make a feather dance

in the Hoobmobile.

We know a fan could work,

and I really want to

make one, to try it out.

But, I don't know how.

Do you?

- It's not too difficult.

(Groove chuckles)

And you can make them

really pretty.

- Yes,

we can show you if you like.

- (gasps) Would you?

Oh, thanks ever so much.

So what do you do first?

(upbeat music)

- First, you draw a pretty

pattern onto the paper.

Then, you fold your paper

over and over like this.

- [Tula] (gasps)

You should see this!

- [Child] Then you

hold one end tight.

And open up the other end,

and then you've got a fan!

- (gasps) Hoobygalooby!

You can make these

hoobelly groobelly fans

out of just a piece of paper!

- Yes, it's easy.

- And they really work, see?

- (gasps) You're right!

Iver, Groove,

(Groove chuckles)

it makes a lovely soft breeze!

- You can take these back

to show Iver and

Groove, if you'd like.

- [Tula] Are you sure?

- Of course, we can

always make some more.

- Oh, thank you so

much, Tiddlypeeps.

Thank you all, I'm

going to take them back

to the Hoobmobile, and try

them out straight away.

Hoobletoodledoo!

- [Together] Hoobletoodledoo!

- Hup!

(upbeat music)

- Well, how clever are

those Tiddlypeeps, eh?

(Iver chuckles)

- I've got them,

look!

(Groove gasps)

- Hoobacious, now let's

see if these three fans

will make a steady flow of air,

and get our feather to dance.

(Tula gasps)

Flap your fans on the

count of three hoobaboobas.

Are you ready?

- Yeah.

- Ready.

- [Together] One

hoobabooba, two hoobaboobas,

three hoobaboobas, flap!

(air whooshes)

♪ They would go up and down,

and then swirl around ♪

♪ Twist and swoop,

looping the loop ♪

- Hey, it's working look!

♪ The wind and the feather ♪

♪ Went dancing together ♪

- My feather's dancing

in the wind.

♪ Dancing high up

through the air ♪

- Well?

- It was beautiful, Iver.

- Yeah.

- Every bit as beautiful

as you said it would be.

- Yeah.

- Bring the fans

into the Hoobystudio.

It's time for Hoob

News! (laughs)

(playful music)

(horn toots)

♪ There was an old man

called Michael Finnegan ♪

♪ He grew whiskers

on his chin-igan ♪

♪ The wind came out and

blew them in again ♪

♪ Poor old Michael

Finnegan, begin again ♪

(horn blats)

♪ There was on old man

called Michael Finnegan ♪

♪ He kicked up an

awful din-igan ♪

♪ He missed all the

whiskers on chin-igan ♪

♪ Poor old Michael

Finnegan, begin again ♪

(horn blats)

♪ There was an old man

called Michael Finnegan ♪

♪ He grew whiskers

on his chin-igan ♪

♪ The wind came out and

blew them in again ♪

♪ Poor old Michael Finnegan ♪

- Stop!

- [Computer] Hubba

Hubba, Hubba Hubba.

(computer whizzing)

- Well now, Hoobs.

Are you ready to give me your

Hoob News for my Hoobopaedia?

- [Together] We're

ready, Hubba Hubba.

- Then, take it away.

(upbeat music)

- Hoobledoop whoop, to

all you Hoobs out there.

Welcome to Hoob News, the news

show for Hoobs everywhere.

I'm Iver.

- I'm Tula.

- And I'm Groove.

- And today,

we've been asking the question--

- How can we make the feather

dance inside the Hoobmobile?

- [Iver] We knew it was the wind

that made the feather

dance outside.

So what we needed, was to try

and get some wind,

inside the Hoobmobile.

- [Groove] But the wind

was blowing the wrong way.

(wind whistling)

- Oy, wind!

We need this feather

to dance, now!

Blow this way, huh?

- [Iver] Then, from the story,

we realized that we

could huff and puff,

and make our own wind.

(ominous music)

- Then I'll huff and I'll puff,

and I'll blow your house in!

- [Narrator] The wolf

huffed, and he puffed,

and he blew down

the little straw house.

(teeth chattering)

- [Groove] But we found that

we couldn't blow

for long enough.

Nope, I'm sorry. (panting)

It's too puffy puffy for me.

- [Iver] Then the Tiddlypeeps

told me about these great

things called bellows.

That blow air when

you squeeze them.

(bellows whooshing)

(laughing)

But I couldn't make

them work fast enough.

No, no, no, no!

(bellows pumping)

No, no, no, no, no,

no, aw, Hoobybother.

(upbeat music)

- [Tula] Then, Roma told us

about these hoobelly

groobelly things, called fans.

- [Iver] And the Tiddlypeeps

showed Tula how to make them.

- [Groove] And we tried

them out, and wha-hey!

- [Both] The feather danced!

- Hoob hoob hurray!

Now you can have dancing

feathers whenever you want.

- Yes, Hubba Hubba.

- So, it's thanks once

again to Iver, Tula,

Groove, and Roma, for

giving Hoobs everywhere

a little peep into

the world of Peeps.

And remember, have a nice day,

and Hoobletoodledoo!

(upbeat music)

- [Together] Hoobletoodledoo!

- Groove, Groove,

Groove, fan my feather.

Make it dance.

- Ha!

- Oh, oh, oh, or you could

watch me dance instead.

Look, I'm doing the

flamenco. (humming)

- [Both] Oh!

♪ Hubba Hubba's in Hoobland ♪

♪ And Roma's

somewhere far away ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ The Motorettes are singing ♪

♪ We keep the engine spinning ♪

♪ Hoob hoob hurray ♪

♪ The Hoobmobile is

coming your way ♪

- Ha ha, oh!

(Hoobmobile beeps)

- Hey, hey!

- Ah.

♪ The Hoobs are here

so what do you say ♪

♪ Hoobs ♪