"Hey, what's that noise?" Gregory asked with his eyes widening curiously.

"It's probably nothing" Wirt replied. Before Wirt could say anything more, he noticed a small wooden sign hanging just below a tree. "Hey, what's this?" He crouched own to read the small sign. Upon reading it, the older brother began to glare at it, very unamused.

"Really Beatrice? Friends don't let friends be gnomes?" Beatrice could be heard laughing at the other end of the set.

Greg walked toward a thorn bush with his head turning left and right. "Hello?" He asked the voice that had been calling him. Now, because Beatrice's bird form was done in CGI, there was nothing in the bush at all, but she would be integrated and animated in later. But this would often lead to Greg not being able to take it seriously.

"You mean i get a w-w-w..." The eight year old was cut off by his own laughing, and soon he was rolling on the floor. "Cut! Greg was is it this time!?" The young brother turned other so he was lying on his belly and faced the director. "It looked like i was talking to the bush!"

Wirt's words stumbled around as he tried to reject Beatrice's offer to see Adelaide. "No, no, no, no, no. Magic talking birds... leading us to fairy godmothers..in the mystethious-BLAH!"

The director face palmed. "Did you really just say mystethious?"

Wirt looked down on the ground. "Yes..."

"Aha! Civilization! See!" Wirt exclaimed as found the old town of Pottsfield. And immediately, as soon as he walked forward, his foot got stuck in a pumpkin and it made a loud squishing sound. "What the?"

And of course, everybody on the set began laughing. "Oh god, Wirt. You probably need me to help you, don't you?" Beatrice said with her arms crossed. But Wirt managed to shake the pumpkin off on his own. "Let's keep that in!" The director yelled.

Wirt buried his face in his hands. "Why?"

"'Scuse me!" Wirt asked as he knocked at the door on one of the houses. "Heeeeello?"

Just when he creaked the door open slightly, a turkey sprang out and pinned Wirt down on the ground. He gave out a little yelp as it happened and was terrified greatly. "I thought you said he wouldn't do that!" He cried out and the turkey began pecking at him and flapping his wings at him.

Beatrice saw her opportunity. "Now's your chance, Wirt! Punch it! Punch it the face!"

He turned his head, looked at her, and gave out a loud reply. "Oh. Heck. No"

Eventually, a crew member finally got up an grabbed the humongous bird. Once it was taken away, it's poor victim sat up and shuddered with his arms wrapped around. "Turkeys are terrifying. "

A huge pumpkin held up by strings looked down on Wirt. "Let's not jump to any conclusions." He deep voiced bellowed as he spoke to his villagers, who were all just actors dressed in pumpkins. "Now, let's see bo-" When the large pumpkin-like creature tried to lean forward, it's head fell off and rolled around on the ground. Everyone stepped back to avoid getting hit by it. "Welp!" Said Greg. "At least it didn't break."