It was soon getting after dark and started to snow which meant it was time for everyone to go back home. Junior and Rosie led the way to Franklin's house as that was where they were temporarily staying. Franklin stomped the snow off his boots until he heard a voice at the door. "Knock-Knock?~"

"Who's there?" Franklin asked.

The door then opened to show a friendly elderly female turtle.

"Granny!" Franklin beamed.

"Hello, ma'am." Junior smiled.

"Oh, these must be the friends I've heard about." Granny smiled back as she hugged Franklin before looking to Junior, Mo, and Rosie.

"That's us," Rosie said. "You seem nice."

"Oh, I love everyone," Granny chuckled. "Especially my favorite grandturtle."

"I hope you don't mind my company, ma'am." Mo said.

"I never mind anyone's company." Granny smiled.

"Mind if we come inside?" Rosie asked.

"Come on inside, dears, you'll catch cold out there." Granny allowed.

"You didn't tell me you were coming." Franklin smiled to his grandmother.

"Yeah, we would have been prepared." Junior said.

"I thought we could use an extra hand around the house, and of course, there's the Baby Shower." Granny smiled.

Franklin looked confused with Junior and Rosie. "How can you wash the baby if it isn't even here yet?" he then asked.

"Yeah...?" Rosie and Junior added in equal confusion.

Mo couldn't help but giggle to their reactions. "Guys, a baby shower isn't a shower for the baby; it's a party." she then said.

"She's right." Mr. Turtle smiled as he took dinner out of the oven.

"There'll be cake, punch, and presents," Mrs. Turtle added while patting her stomach. "It's like an early birthday party for the baby."

"The baby!" Granny beamed. "Just think, Franklin, very soon, you're going to be a big brother."

"Having a baby sibling is the greatest gift of all." Mo smiled.

"Were you excited for my baby shower, Momo?" Junior asked.

"Um... Well... JJ, actually, you might not remember this, but I was adopted." Mo said to her younger brother.

"Adopted?" Junior asked.

"Yeah, that means I'm not related to you biologically." Mo explained.

"Oh..." Junior said.

"You were born long before I was adopted," Mo said. "We're still brother and sister, JJ."

"That's good." Junior smiled.

Mo smiled back.

"So, you're from a different family?" Rosie asked.

"Technically yes, but I love JJ just the same," Mo smiled proudly. "And JJ, I hope you do the same with me."

"Of course I do." Junior said.

Mo smiled as she then hugged Junior and he hugged her back.

"Now, who's for some fly stew?" Mr. Turtle asked as he lifted up the ladle.

"I guess we could give it a try." Mo said.

Junior and Rosie were nervous about eating flies while the Turtle family was eager.

"Maybe their stew will taste good." Junior said.

"You don't know you don't like something unless you try it." Mo told her younger brother.

Junior nodded to her, he then took a deep breath as he lifted a spoonful of the stew and blew it as it was rather hot and then put it in his mouth as he nervously ate it and where he seemed to like it.

"I can't believe you ate a bug!" Rosie gasped.

"This is amazing, Mr. Turtle!" Junior smiled as he ate the stew even more.

Rosie and Mo soon tried the stew as well. Rosie was scared to, but she tried it and soon liked it. The Turtle family smiled to their company.

"So, I don't know how we got here," Junior said to his big sister. "One minute we were in nap time and the next thing we know, we're in Woodland."

"Hmm... Seems like an adventure." Mo said.

"I have always wanted to go on a 'venture like you." Junior replied.

"And looks like we're on one now." Rosie said.

"Yes, it looks like you are," Mo said. "I'll have a word with Drell once this is done."

Junior and Rosie smiled to her as they then hugged her and went to go to sleep for the night.

The next day...

Franklin's friends were helping him with his snow sculptures.

"One good thing about the winter, Franklin," Rabbit smiled. "Your snow turtles have lasted a long time."

"There is nothing good about winter, Rabbit, when it's been this long." Beaver glared.

"I agree." Junior said.

"Guess what?" Franklin smiled to his friends to lighten the mood. "We're having a party tomorrow!"

"Are we invited?" Beaver asked hopefully.

"Well... No..." Franklin frowned.

"It's a baby shower where due to what Mo told us, it's where only adults are invited." Rosie said.

"A baby shower..." Beaver groaned.

"What's wrong with a baby shower?" Franklin asked her.

"The baby's not even born yet and already your family's throwing parties for it?!" Rabbit asked in shock.

"Enjoy your parents while you still can." Beaver advised Franklin.

"Your parents will still pay attention to you, Franklin." Junior said.

"What're you even talking about, Beaver?" Rosie glared slightly with her hands on her hips.

"Listen, guys," Beaver came over. "The shower's just the start."

"Once the baby's born, your mom and dad will be so busy, they won't have any more time for Franklin." Rabbit added.

"And a baby is always the center of attention," Beaver continued. "Grown-ups can't help it, they go gaga over a baby! Gaga!"

"Gaga." Rabbit added before he and Beaver then laughed.

"Don't listen to them, Franklin." Junior said.

Franklin did his best not to listen to them, but their words really got to him and where his behavior didn't change at the party. The adults were having a lot of fun, but luckily Junior and Rosie could keep Franklin company. Mo seemed to love the baby shower very much as she now wanted to have a baby of her very own and where she seemed to love the party as much as Mrs. Turtle did.

"Oh!" Mrs. Turtle smiled as she opened the next present and there was a bear-headed rattle inside of it.

"How nice." Mr. Turtle smiled back with a chuckle.

"I'm sure the baby will love it." Mo said.

"Babies are so darling," Mrs. Goose smiled as she stood by the present table and Franklin was slowly getting jealous. "They smell so nice with that special baby smell!"

Franklin then sniffed his armpit with a pout. "I smell nice."

"Oh, I love babies." Mrs. Fox smiled as she walked with Mrs. Goose away from the present table and the sight of the presents excited Franklin.

"Uh, Franklin, I think those are for-" Junior started.

"Presents!" Franklin beamed before rushing to the table. "Maybe one of them's for me!"

"They can't be for him, it's not his birthday or Christmas." Rosie said.

"They aren't," Junior said. "My sister says that presents are for the new baby."

"Uh-oh, that's going to disappoint him." Rosie said.

"For Baby Turtle, To Baby Turtle... Baby Turtle..." Franklin pouted as he looked at all the present tags and not one of them said 'Franklin'. "All these presents are for the baby."

"Oh, Franklin," Granny walked over with a smile as she carried her cup of punch. "It isn't this just wonderful? Soon I'll be a grandmother again!"

"But... You're my granny..." Franklin frowned sadly as his grandmother was excited for another grandchild.

"Oh, Franklin, it's okay," Rosie said. "I'm sure Gus felt the same way before I was born."

"Oh, my goodness!" Mrs. Turtle smiled as she took baby booties out of the next gift. "Look how tiny these little booties are! Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Fox."

"Aw!" Mo smiled as she saw the booties.

"You're welcome." Mrs. Fox smiled back to Mrs. Turtle.

"They outgrow clothes so quickly, sometimes you just wish they'd stay babies and never grow up." Mr. Fox added.

This made Mo and the adults all laugh together.

"Beaver was right," Franklin frowned. "Grown-ups do like babies best." he then crawled under the table and hid behind the cloth and began to cry as he thought his parents forgot all about him.

Junior and Rosie both began to get worried about their turtle friend.

"Nobody's paid attention to me all day!" Franklin sniffled. "And it'll be worse when the baby gets here!"

The adults then oohed as Franklin peered out the cloth.

"Oh, how adorable!" Mrs. Turtle cooed to the teddy bear.

"This will have to go in the baby's crib." Mr. Turtle decided.

"Shouldn't you be getting started on that?" Mo asked.

"There's still plenty of time," Mr. Turtle replied. "Spring's not here yet."

"I hope it comes soon," Mr. Fox spoke up. "We've had winter for far too long!"

"April showers bring May flowers!" Mrs. Goose giggled. "I hope."

"I would like it if it rained," Granny spoke up. "It would at least be a sign that Spring's coming."

"I agree." Mo said.

"Boy, everyone sure looks worried." Franklin said to his friends hiding with him.

"Speaking of Spring," Mr. Owl spoke up. "The class has been working very hard on their Spring Presentation: The Quest of the Green Knight."

"They're coming over to our house first thing tomorrow morning for the backdrops." Mr. Beaver smiled.

"I've got some green paint you can use for the grass and flowers." Mr. Fox offered.

"That sounds nice." Junior smiled.

"But it would be nice if we had real grass and flowers instead of painted ones." Mrs. Goose sighed, keeping her constantly cheerful smile.

"What we need is Spring." Mr. Turtle said as he put his hand on his wife's shoulder.

"If only the Green Knight could rescue us." Granny added.

'Maybe that's what we need.' Rosie thought to herself.

The adults chuckled in slight amusement to what Granny said as Franklin then felt inspired.

"That's it! I'll bring Spring to Woodland," Franklin said to Junior and Rosie. "And everybody will be so proud of me!"