Some of the best cartoons were just 30-minute toy advertisements. [VIDEO]
[[OOC: I apologize because I'm sure SOMEONE saw this coming. And I swear I'll go backtag after this, I just had to get this out of my system.]]
[Hey, what do you know! Tama is not a robo-pony. In fact, she's looking the same as ever... except it seems her mop has been substituted with a giant yellow plastic hairbrush, shaped like a flower.]
[She walks to the edge of the Dolphin Pool, and...]
[SUDDENLY, SINGING!]
SHOOP BEE DOO, SHOOP SHOOP BEE DOO!
[Tama looks wide-eyed at the giant, colorful seahorses that just burst out of the water to greet her.]
You are not dolphins.
Nope!
Not at all!
We're the Sea Ponies!
[They threaten to break into song again, so Tama hastily cuts them off.] Were you the ones who called me down here, then?
That was us! Can you brush our hair for us?
We're going to have a costume ball tonight, and we need to get ready!
And it's so hard holding a hair brush with fins!
[They giggle in unison. Tama looks back and forth. Only three in sight. For a moment, her expressionless face almost seems to smile.] That does not seem difficult. I would be glad to help in any way that I can.
Thank you very much!
We'll return the favor someday!
Come on, girls! Everyone get in line!
Girls? [And suddenly, an entire sorority's worth of Sea Ponies bursts out of the dolphin pool, laughing and singing and hitting a beach ball around -- where did they even get that? Ponies. Don't ask questions.]
[If a robot could sigh, Tama would be giving the longest sigh right now.
[Instead she kneels, beginning to brush the first pretty pony's mane.]
[Hey, what do you know! Tama is not a robo-pony. In fact, she's looking the same as ever... except it seems her mop has been substituted with a giant yellow plastic hairbrush, shaped like a flower.]
[She walks to the edge of the Dolphin Pool, and...]
[SUDDENLY, SINGING!]
SHOOP BEE DOO, SHOOP SHOOP BEE DOO!
[Tama looks wide-eyed at the giant, colorful seahorses that just burst out of the water to greet her.]
You are not dolphins.
Nope!
Not at all!
We're the Sea Ponies!
[They threaten to break into song again, so Tama hastily cuts them off.] Were you the ones who called me down here, then?
That was us! Can you brush our hair for us?
We're going to have a costume ball tonight, and we need to get ready!
And it's so hard holding a hair brush with fins!
[They giggle in unison. Tama looks back and forth. Only three in sight. For a moment, her expressionless face almost seems to smile.] That does not seem difficult. I would be glad to help in any way that I can.
Thank you very much!
We'll return the favor someday!
Come on, girls! Everyone get in line!
Girls? [And suddenly, an entire sorority's worth of Sea Ponies bursts out of the dolphin pool, laughing and singing and hitting a beach ball around -- where did they even get that? Ponies. Don't ask questions.]
[If a robot could sigh, Tama would be giving the longest sigh right now.
[Instead she kneels, beginning to brush the first pretty pony's mane.]