 Everything okay, Mac? Yeah, I'm just trying to make a painting of that flower. Trying to see what you're going for? My human friend Nathaniel is struggling to paint a flower. As his imaginary friend, I want to help. But all my flowers look like blah. Call Sonia, I'm not making cupcakes here. I'm trying to make art. Mac needs your help. Is that because they're not coming out right? Oh, I totally understand. You should see some of the things I baked that came out well, different than expected, like my 59 layer cake. I only see two layers. The other 57 fell off. Yikes. Um, that's my extra light fly bread. Why do you call it that? Give it a sec. Guess all those flies eats really made it rise. Now how about some brownies? That turned blue. Yum. This bluey is amazing. Why, thank you. Some of my goodies may have unexpected qualities, but I never see any of them as mistakes. More like masterpieces in disguise. I better get going. I promise a lot of folks that I bring them some of my fresh baked blueies. I wish I could paint a flower as well as you bake a bluey. You can. You just need to start with three simple words. Yes. Let's imagine all the kinds of flowers we can create. There's the one in the vase. Yeah, but would Sonya paint a plain old flower? Probably not. Let's bonafide it. Or simplify it? Or make it out a little? So many kinds of flowers. Let's plan. And now I shall create my flower. Special brown dragon flower bloke. Can't wait to show Nathaniel how every piece of artwork is actually a masterpiece in disguise. What you going to paint now, Matt? I was thinking of painting all the way out there today. Messy in here. Find it. I tripped over it. Notice any difference between my side of the room and yours? Or find any of your toys by tripping over them. Oh, I like. Izzy, I think it's time you clean up. Prince of my human friend Claire. She'll do anything to avoid picking up her stuff. Hey, let's make a fun game out of cleaning our room. I remember when you created that walking toy chest. Pose that could work. We just need to use three simple words. Let's imagine how we can find our runaway toy chest. Everywhere at once. What if we stop trying to find the chest and make it find us instead? Think about it. What does a toy chest walking around in bare feet really want in this cold weather? Balloons? A jump rope. I'm out of ideas. Socks! His feet must be cold by now. We just have to let him know where he can find some. Great. Now let's create a way to bring that toy chest home. OK. Wait, didn't I say that before? My human friend Claire is going to love my new game. Pretend your toy chest can walk. I'll never forget my socks. Ah, ha, ha, ha. Matt, you're keeping my head warm. Hey, Izzy, what's with the cup? My human friend Claire loves apple juice. She'd drink it all day if she could. But her mom won't let her. That's probably a good idea. Still doesn't explain the cup. It's for the apple juice. What? Izzy, have you been doing anything to mess with the weather? I just wanted to learn more about this juice. So I created a cloud. That rains apple juice. What? I could drink this stuff all day. But it's raining apple juice in our house. That is delicious. Izzy, it's beginning to puddle. Gotta go check out this cloud. A way to stop this juice rain. A giant bus drive, but it won't stop the flooding. Oh, how about extra large straws so we can slurp it all up? Nope. Too much juice to drink. I know a freezer that turns all the juice rain into juice snow so we can eat it instead. We'll get a massive brain freeze. What do we? What do you do with a bathtub? Splats. Ooh, Izzy, you drain it. A plumbing wrench, ooh, the adjustable gasket extractor. Ah, the reverse thingamajiggy. Cool, nice. I'm sorry to hear that. Too much juice or too much of anything. We'll flood your house? Well, yeah, but it'll also give you a tummy ache. I totally understand why Claire's also really sticky when it rains all over you. With rubber duckies and bup-