NARRATOR:
Fish Jr.'s Fish Museum used to
be crowded with visitors.

But now, the place is empty.

The fish have seen it all.

FISH JR.:
Oh, I need to find
something new for my museum.

QUACK:
Good morning!

FISH JR.:
Hmm?

QUACK:
How's everything in fish land?

Quack! Look out!

Hmm?

( screams )

( shouting )

( shouts, grunts )

( gasps )

Quack?

Are you okay?

QUACK:
Where are you?

I mean, where am I?

( grunting )

( gasps )

FISH JR.:
Quack, you found something
new for my museum!

QUACK:
Huh?

Everything looks strange.

( babbles, grunts )

Oh, yeah, much better.

FISH JR.:
Where did all the colors go?

Huh?

FISH JR.:
Hey, Quack-- you look like
an old potato!

QUACK:
Huh.

These must be broken.

Ducks are nothing
like potatoes.

I'll take them up
and check them out, okay?

( chuckling )

Oh, my!

Would you look at... Peep!

QUACK:
You won't believe it, Peep!

The sky is pink,
the grass is orange, and you...

look really weird.

CHIRP:
What are you talking about?

Peep looks just fine.

QUACK:
What?
What are you?

Some kind of talking orange?

CHIRP:
Very funny.

QUACK:
Peep, the fruit
just talked again!

Peep, where are you?

Help!

( Peep groaning )

CHIRP:
He's right behind you.

You're squishing him.

( Peep groaning )

( Peep inhales deeply, sighs )

( chuckles )

Where'd you get these?

QUACK:
Those are duck glasses, okay?

They're on loan from the museum.

Whoa!

It's amazing!

Everything looks... orange-y!

PEEP:
Can I have a turn?

CHIRP:
Sure, Peep, in a minute.

Wow-- the water is purple.

CHIRP ( laughing ):
And you look like an old potato!

QUACK:
Hmm!

Uh-huh.

I am not a potato--
I'm a duck--

and these glasses are due back
at the museum.

Wait! What about me?

CHIRP:
I'm sorry, Peep.

I meant to give you a turn.

NARRATOR:
Oh, well.

Peep figured he'd get a turn
with the glasses tomorrow.

( Peep humming )

The idea of looking at
an orange-y world

was so exciting,
it took him forever...

( Peep snoring )

to fall asleep.

( yawns )

( gasps )

NARRATOR:
Anyway, when Peep got back
to the pond,

it was clear he was going to
have to wait some more,

because the fish
were going wild.

BOTH:
Ooh...!

( Fish Jr. laughing )

( Quack sighs happily )

( Quack snorts, grunts )

PEEP:
Ah!

( Quack panting )

QUACK:
You should see it, Peep!

It warms the cockles of my...

Whatever.

The museum is mobbed!

( sighs )

I wish I could see it.

QUACK:
Swimming lessons, Peep.

If you learned to swim,

you could visit
the glasses anytime.

CHIRP:
It's not fair, Quack.

Peep has been waiting
since yesterday for a turn.

Hmm. You're right.

Hey, I'll put in a word
with the boss.

I may be able to work something
out for my little pal, Peep.

VOICE:
This way, over here!

Watch out for bird feet!

Hup, two, three, four!

CHIRP:
Where are you going?

ANT:
To the picnic!

Hup, two, three, four!

PEEP:
What's that?

ANT:
A picnic?

It's an ant buffet--
all you can eat!

And take-out, too!

This way, folks!

Hup, two, three, four...!

CHIRP:
Do you want to go
to the picnic?

We might be waiting a long time
for those glasses.

( Peep sighs )

PEEP:
Okay.

( ants exclaiming )

This is no way to hold a picnic!

Everything's covered up!

Not a crumb in sight!

ANT:
All right, line up!

This way-- to the dump!

Hup, two, three, four!

CHIRP:
Hmm-- I guess picnics aren't
that interesting, after all.

( Peep gasps )

PEEP:
Look, Chirp!

CHIRP:
Hmm...

Chirp, you're turning green!

CHIRP:
Interesting.

QUACK:
There you are!

Okay, it's all arranged.

Sunset-- at the pond.

Top secret--
don't tell the bird.

CHIRP:
What bird?

Chirp! I mean...

( whispers ):
Chirp.

We can't let every bird know
about the glasses,

or there'll be a riot.

CHIRP:
I don't even care, Quack,

because look--
this is just as good!

PEEP:
Wow!

PEEP:
Everything is greenish!

PEEP:
Even you, Quack!

QUACK:
Not me, you!

QUACK:
You look green.

CHIRP:
Boo!

( Quack screams )

( bag pops, Quack screams )

QUACK:
Oh, no!

CHIRP:
Sorry, Quack.

( Quack sniffing )

QUACK:
Hmm.

( crunching )

Oh, my!

( chomping chips )

Oh, my, oh, my, oh, my.

( Quack eating noisily,
quacking )

( chomping )

Hey, hey, hey!

This is duck food, okay?

You'll make yourself sick.

Would you mind
standing over there?

I'm going to be very busy
for the next few minutes,

and, uh, I don't want you
getting in the, uh, you know...

ANT:
Potato chips!

( ant whistles )

ANT:
Over here!

( ants jabbering )

( Quack screams )

Go away, this is duck food!

Duck food!

Can't you hear?

For Ducks! Ducks!

It's duck...

...food.

NARRATOR:
Oh, well.

It had been a day-- or two--
of interesting discoveries.

Orange-y sunglasses,
greenish shadows, potato chips.

Best of all, Quack remembered
his promise to Peep.

PEEP:
Wow!

QUACK:
Hmm...

Okay.

( fish cheering )

( sighs )

I wish I could go down there.

Then I could look through
those glasses every day!

CHIRP:
You know, Peep,
if a duck can open a museum,

then you can learn how to swim.

PEEP:
Hmm.

FISH:
Ooh!