Oh, we're out of honey, Mother Bear.

Oh, dear. I guess we'll have to bake the apples without honey.

Oh...

Maybe Grandmother Bear has some honey.

Why don't you go and see?

Okay.

Bears are funny creatures.

Hello, Mitzi. Oh!

Hello, little Bear.

What are you doing?

I was watching you.

Why? I like watching bears. You two funny things.

We do not. You do too.

I was just on my way to Grandmother Bear's house for some more honey.

Oh, honey. You know, that's something I've never tasted.

Well, there's a tiny bit at the bottom of the jar. Taste it.

That's good.

Honey! Honey! Honey is my favorite new food.

I need the jar, Mitzi.

Certainly, certainly.

So, where does honey come from? From bees. From bees?

Uh-huh.

Like those bees over there?

Uh-huh.

All right, let's go get some honey. Mitzi, no wait.

Gotta, oh no. Excuse me, Bee. Can you give me some?

Oh, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow.

It fit me. Stung you. Bees don't bite. They sting.

Come on, come on.

Mitzi, wait.

Just be quiet and watch.

Watch, watch. Watch the bees.

Mitzi, no.

Have they gone?

I think so.

I'm learning a lot about bees.

And then all the bees came out and chased us and then we ran to the lake and jumped in.

You poor things. You shouldn't be fooling with bee hives.

No, grandmother bear. Do you have any honey?

I'm afraid not. We need more honey, too.

Maybe you should show me this honey tree.

I guess we could.

I'm not going back there. Those bees sting.

Don't worry. I know what to do.

What's your friend doing, little bear?

Oh, she likes to study things.

Oh.

What do bees do with honey anyway?

It's their food. So when we take some, we never take it all.

If I were a bee, I would share my honey.

If you were a bee, there wouldn't be any honey left to share.

I do love honey.

Oh. What are the bees doing, Mitzi?

They're leaving. Well, they won't all leave. There will still be some in the hive.

It's okay now. The bees are asleep.

That doesn't look like honey.

That's the honeycomb. The honey's inside.

Are you leaving some for the bees?

Do you think that's enough?

Just about, grandfather bear. Thank you bees.

Yes, thanks for the honey, but you can keep your stings.

Honey baked apples. I can hardly wait.

Hey! I do love honey.

This should be enough for a pie, don't you think?

There's too much. Mmm. There. Now it's perfect.

How are the fish biting little bear?

Oh, they're biting, but they're too small.

Well, keep trying. You know how father bear loves fish stew.

Who do I? So I better catch a big fish.

Oh, I got another bite.

Oh, they're too small too.

Oh, you're a heavy one.

Oh, okay.

Mmm. Father bear says you can hear the sound of the ocean inside a seashell.

And maybe mommades too.

Hello, little bear.

It's very nice to see you again.

I knew it was you. How's the fishing? Not too good.

Thank you.

Don't you want to keep that? Can I?

Of course. Thank you. It's very pretty.

I know where we can find more shells like that.

Really? Come on. I'll show you.

Hello.

How about this? Perfect.

This will make a nice gift for Father bear when he comes home.

Hey, that tickles. He'll be perfect for Father bear's fish stew.

I wonder if that's Father bear's boat.

Oh!

I'm stuck. I'll help.

My shells. I lost my fish too.

Be patient, little bear. You still might catch a big one.

I have to go now.

Goodbye, little bear. Bimer made.

Mmm, that smells good. Tell me what you think.

Delicious.

That smells like my favorite fish stew.

Father bear, you're home.

Welcome home, dear.

Father bear, today I caught a fish and it was this big.

You did. Now, how did my little fisherman catch himself such a big fish?

Next time we go fishing, I'll show you.

I happened to catch something myself, little bear. Surprise!

It's a boat, just like yours. Oh, thank you, Father bear.

Can you see? It's made of tiny shells from the ocean.

Just like the ones the mermaid and I collected today.

The mermaid? Mm-hmm.

You never can tell with mermaids.

No, you never can tell.

That's a beautiful harvest day banner, Emily.

Thank you, Grandmother Bear. I painted it myself.

Is it straight, Cat?

Your side is perfect, Emily.

Owl, you need to be a little lower.

Lower.

Lower.

Whoa!

Mmm, too low.

Let me help you up, Owl.

Happy harvest day, everyone.

Happy harvest day!

I hope there's room for my chocolate tarts.

Here, Mother Bear. Set them right between the peach cobbler and the butterscotch fudge.

This will be the pudding section, and all the cookies should go over here.

My goodness, little bear, you certainly know your desserts.

[Laughs]

Yes, our little bear has a very big sweet tooth.

A sweet tooth? What's that?

It's what we say about someone when they love sweets.

They've got a sweet tooth.

I think I've got more than one.

Maybe you've got a whole mouthful.

[Laughs]

Well, who give me a hand setting up for the games?

[Cheers]

[Laughs]

Aren't you coming, little bear?

In a minute, I'm trying to decide about the desserts.

It's hard to know which one to pick.

I'm going to eat all of them. All of them?

Sure. Well, good luck.

Welcome one and all to the harvest day picnic.

And now let the games begin.

Contestants for the sack race, please take your places.

Little bear, you don't want to miss the race, do you?

Oh, mother bear.

Hey, no fair. Cat doesn't have all his feet in a sack.

Really, owl. I was only going to use two of my legs for the race.

Well, good. There's no point in playing the game unless you play by the rules.

All right, everybody. On your mark, get set.

Go! [Laughs]

That's cute.

[Laughs]

Wow!

Hmm. [Laughs]

Oh, no.

Mitzi, that's not fair.

It's against the rules.

I won! I won!

I'm sorry, Mitzi. There is no swinging.

I should think not.

The winners are Cat and Emily!

[Cheering]

Congratulations, Emily.

Congratulations, Cat.

Where have you been?

Oh, I took a wrong turn.

Really?

I don't think I'm going to win anything today.

Oh, I don't know, Duck. I think you'll like musical chairs.

I love musical chairs.

You're out, little bear.

Oh, well. You didn't even try.

See, sweet tooth? Where were we?

Oh, yes, cookies.

Hello?

Who were you talking to, little bear?

My sweet tooth.

And did your sweet tooth answer you?

Mm-hmm. He said have another cookie.

Oh, I see.

Granny, the music.

Coming!

Now the fudge.

Here's this year's musical chairs champion.

[Cheering]

Is there a game that I can win?

How about bobbing for apples, Duck?

I'm good at that.

Come on. I need some help filling the tub.

What was that, sweet tooth?

You're absolutely right. Peach cobbler.

We're ready.

Here's the apples.

It's hard.

Come on, little bear.

Have a try.

Let Duck go next.

Stand back, everyone.

Let me show you how it's done.

Congratulations, Duck.

Good job, Duck.

Well done, Duck.

Now, it's time for the biggest contest of the day.

The Harvest Day Pieding Contest.

I just... I just don't want to.

Little bear.

Stomachache?

Uh-huh.

Sweet tooth got the better of you.

Mm-hmm.

My sweet tooth wanted to try every dessert.

Maybe we better take you home and put you to bed.

Stomach feeling any better?

Little.

You know what?

I think I lost my sweet tooth.

That can happen.

Do you think it will ever come back?

Probably.

Oh.

[Laughs]

Good night, little bear.

Pumpkin pie?

No thanks.

Maybe tomorrow.