The episode starts out with an aerial view of East Westland, as Tim Tim Tim from "A Dog for All Seasons" is seen walking down the street. The camera then focuses on him.
"This is a story about two best friends. They went to school together, learning the three Rs. These two told each other their innermost secrets and desires, and were as close as can be. They were like peanut butter and jelly, cookies and milk, spaghetti and meatballs, pickles and ice cream... sorry, I skipped lunch. But all that changed today. I'm getting ahead of myself though, so let's start from the beginning."
The background then changes to a television set being rewound, complete with static and high pitched talking. Leonard and Scott are shown talking to each other and walking backwards.
"These blasted VHS tapes take forever to rewind." Tim Tim Tim then notices Scott and Leonard sitting at their desks. "Here we go!"
Tim Tim Tim presses the play button, as he leaves the screen. The background then changes to the usual one of Mary Lou's classroom.
"Now class, I have a funtastical assignment for all you kids to do! Get it? Funtastic instead of fantastic?" Mary Lou lets out three chuckles.
"I told her not to say that outside of the house." states Leonard, under his breath.
"Ooh, ooh! Are we gonna raise spider farms, free them, and see who was bitten the most? Because I'd win!" declares Ian, as he shows the spider bites on his back. This causes the class to react in disgust.
"Very... creative Ian, but no." replies Mary Lou. "You're all gonna do... historical reports on a famous person of your choosing and read them out loud! Yay!"
The majority of the class groan, except for Leslie and Scott.
"Oh, history! So fascinating, yet complicated all the same! Interesting personalities, wars, liberation! People of dubious distinction, and heralded heroes! So many people to choose from!" exclaims Scott.
"I'm glad Scott is excited, because so am I!" Mary Lou stims by wiggling her arms. "But I'm not finished yet! Not only will you have to turn in reports, you'll have to dress up like said famous person!" Mary Lou claps in excitement. "Now you know why it's funtastical!"
Just then, the school bell rings. All of the kids rush out.
"Well, at least I got to say what the assignment was on time! This time!" Mary Lou smiles at her repetition.
Leonard and Scott are shown walking home from school on the sidewalk.
"So, any ideas on who you're gonna do your report on?" asks Scott.
"I'm doing mine on one of the greatest baseball players of all time." answers Leonard.
"Would that happen to be the Sultan of Swat himself, Babe Ruth?" Scott is then shown wearing a pinstriped baseball uniform, swatting with a baseball bat.
"Well, let's just say he was the first at something." hints Leonard.
Scott is now wearing his standard clothing. "Ah! Then it must be ol' reliable Jackie Robinson! Great choice, bunky!"
"How about you?"
"Mine is about one of the smartest people who ever lived." claims Scott. "I'll give you a hint: he spent his last years in the U.S. of A."
"Hmm. Alexander Graham Bell?" guesses Leonard.
"Nope. Here's another one: his signing of an important letter to Fala D.'s very owner changed history, atomically speaking." states Scott.
"Uh, Thomas Edison?"
"Lenny, can't you at least guess someone who was living during World War II?" Scott inquires rhetorically.
"I don't know! Just tell me." responds Leonard.
"Okay, how about this: does E=mc2 ring a bell?" Scott asks the question in a German accent.
"Oh, Albert Einstein!"
"Sehr guten, Leonard!" congratulates Scott, still speaking in an accent.
"Okay, you can stop with the accent." opines Leonard.
"But you see, I have to prepare for the assignment. I think it's very interesting to be Albert Einstein."
Leonard simply rolls his eyes at Scott's impersonation, just as he and Scott arrive at the Helperman household. Both of them walk inside, passing by Mr. Jolly and Pretty Boy, who are watching television in the living room. Mr. Jolly is laying on the couch while Pretty Boy is inside his bird cage.
"Hey, creamsicle cat! How about you stop hoggin' the TV and let me pick what to watch?" inquires a surly Pretty Boy.
"Ssh, not now! Vanna's touching the letters!" yells Mr. Jolly, his eyes glued to the television set.
"So? She does that every day." reasons Pretty Boy.
"Yes, but she does it so effortlessly and with elegance. Did you see her dress today? Very sparkly! I bet it's Swarovski."
"I think you've been watching too much TV, hairball." states Pretty Boy.
Pretty Boy then watches the show himself.
"Pat, I'd like to buy a vowel!" declares a male contestant.
"You idiot! There's only one letter left on the board! You could just solve it instead of wasting money!" shouts an enraged Pretty Boy.
"I watch too much TV, huh?" asks a haughty Mr. Jolly.
Pretty Boy mumbles under his breath.
Inside Leonard's bedroom, both he and Scott sit down on their bunk bed.
"You know, it's after school; you don't need to wear the clothes anymore." states Leonard.
"Actually, my flesh faced friend, I do! I'm going to the library to research all I can find on Einstein!" Scott says ecstatically.
"But we just got home from school."
"Nothing wrong with getting research materials ready." reasons Scott.
"All the same, I'm just gonna watch some movies about Jackie Robinson. Easy A!" proclaims Leonard.
"You're what?"
"Well, considering the movies do my job for me, I can just write down all the key events and that's all!" Leonard says, leaning his feet at his desk before falling down.
"Leonard, you can't just watch movies and call it a day. Sure, they can be educational, but oftentimes they'll omit things for the sake of entertainment value."
"Don't worry about it; I've always managed to get by on the movie method." claims a calm Leonard.
"You need to read books to get the full picture." states Scott.
"And? You read too many books." opines Leonard.
"Starting a sentence with and? No wonder you always get a B-."
"Sorry, we can't all read War and Peace like you." retorts Leonard.
"Hey! You're missing out on Leo Tolstoy's philosophical realism. Don't even get me started on Toni Morrison's deafening depiction of oppression." opines Scott.
"Who's he?" asks a clueless Leonard.
"She, Leonard. That just proves my point you oughta get some books!"
Leonard responds with, "No thanks, I do that enough at school."
"See, it's that kind of attitude that makes you average, not your grades." claims Scott.
"What, you want me to be more like you? Because I'm not wearing that beanie of yours."
Scott is angered, letting out the sound of "ooh hoo hoo hoo hoo." "Now you've done it, Leonard! Say hello to Mr. Hyde!"
"Stop referencing books!" demands Leonard.
"Alright, so you want to talk fashion sense instead? Because mustard yellow with a blue sweater equals yuck! I feel like throwing up just looking at you!"
"It's peach, not yellow." corrects Leonard.
"Whatever!" shouts Scott, in a valley girl esque voice.
"You don't get it, anyway. You're popular, get straight A's, everyone likes you, you've got it made!"
"Lenny, you have no idea how hard it is to manage all of that. I don't expect you to, what with you having no high expectations and all." states a scornful Scott.
"You think it's easy being me?"
"I don't think; I know!" rebuts Scott.
"Well, you're wrong. I have to deal with Mom calling on me all the time even when I don't know the answer, on top of all the kids getting on my case for being the teacher's kid."
"You know what? I don't have time for this. I have to go to the library. Where I'll read books. To give my brain nutrition!" shouts Scott.
"Go! Have fun with your books! I'll be sitting here, watching movies with people moving around instead of words!"
"Fine!" shouts Scott.
"Fine!" Leonard responds back.
Scott slams the door, while Leonard pouts near his pillow. Tim Tim Tim is shown to have witnessed the fight from Leonard's bedroom window, shaking his head in disappointment.
"If you thought that was rough, wait until you see what happens next." narrates Tim Tim Tim.
Scott returns from the library, carrying a dozen books in his arms. He sees Leonard is watching the movie Jackie Robinson: The Impossible Dream.
"Leonard." acknowledges Scott.
"Scott."
Ignoring each other, Scott begins to read through one of the books. Leonard then starts turning the volume up on his TV.
A narrator is heard. "After his debut in the Major Leagues in 1947, Robinson became the first player to win Rookie of the Year, setting a standard for excellent play among newcomers in the league."
"Do you mind? I'm trying to read about how Einstein got a job at the Swiss Patent Office!" yells Scott.
"Oh, you want me to turn it up louder? Okay!"
As Leonard promised, the TV is even louder, when music is heard playing in the background of the movie. Scott covers his ears with a book over his head.
"Two can play this game!" insists Scott. He begins to make a loud noise with the book he's reading, closing and opening it repeatedly.
Pretty Boy is heard peeking through the door.
"Keep it down! You two are giving me a headache!"
"I'll stop once Leonard turns down the TV!" shouts Scott.
"Only if Scott gets off my case about reading more!"
Just then, foot steps are heard coming at the door.
Pretty Boy rubs his wings together. "Ooh, you two are gonna get it!"
Scott rushes to take his clothes off, returning to his regular dog appearance. Mary Lou then enters Leonard's bedroom.
"Leonard, remember what I said about watching the TV too loudly?" asks Mary Lou.
"Yes, Mom; that I would damage my precious little ears." replies Leonard, in a monotone.
"That's right! So, please turn that down at a reasonable volume, doodlebug." Mary Lou then closes the door.
As Mary Lou instructed, Leonard uses a remote to lower the movie's volume significantly.
"Finally. Now I can hear my own thoughts again." states a relieved Spot.
"Sorry that I deprived you of your brain power." Leonard says sardonically.
"I know you're being sarcastic, but you're forgiven."
"Hey, Mr. Jolly! Get in here! We got ourselves a good old fashioned fight!" states a gleeful Pretty Boy.
Mr. Jolly enters the room. "Oh dear, I can't bear to watch!" Mr. Jolly removes a paw off his right eye.
"You know, why don't you go study in the closet if I'm so distracting?" asks Leonard.
"Why not you? After all, I can't fit all these books inside that cramped space!" claims Spot.
"You expect me to just plug a TV in a closet? No way."
"Oh, alright! I will be in the closet, and I'll tell you this much: at least I'll get more work done in there than out here!" exclaims Spot.
"Oh, yeah? Well... uh..." Leonard stammers.
"Ooh, good comeback!" states a sarcastic Spot, in a hillbilly Southern drawl.
Pretty Boy laughs at Spot's comment.
"Leave me alone!" shouts Leonard.
"I second that motion!"
Pouting and turning away from each other, Spot angrily walks into the closet and slams its door upon entering. Meanwhile, Leonard goes back to watching his film about Jackie Robinson.
"Oh, this is so very sad! Two best friends at each other's throats! I can't handle it!" Mr. Jolly then begins to cry a river of tears.
"You're crazy! This stuff's better than TV!" proclaims Pretty Boy.
Later in the night, Leonard and Spot both go to bed, not even bothering to wish each other good night. Leonard turns the light off as he and Spot drift off to sleep.
As the two are in a deep sleep, Tim Tim Tim tries to fly through the window, but bumps his head by accident.
"Whoops! Forgot to open the window!"
Tim Tim Tim then uses his paws to lift the window up, enabling him to fly through with ease.
"It's real sad, ya know? Seeing these two go from the closest of friends to enemies really tugs at your heart strings. It's a good thing I know just what will fix it." Tim Tim Tim says to himself, also narrating to the audience.
Using his paws, Tim Tim Tim gently places them on Leonard and Spot's noses. Tim Tim Tim then begins an incantation:
A devoted boy and dog were the best of friends
It seemed their strong bond would never end
They enjoyed each other's company, no doubt
As they were always seen hanging out
And then, Scott and Leonard had a great big fight
Now these former friends can't stand the other's sight
Both of them are consumed with pride
But tomorrow, they'll know what it's like on the other side
Tim Tim Tim hastily leaves the house, exiting through the open window but forgetting to close it. Leonard and Spot both move around slightly after he leaves, before returning to their motionless states.
That morning, Spot is the first to awaken, having been sleeping under the blanket. However, not only is he atypically on the top bunk, it's supposedly Leonard who awakens first! He walks off the bed, but as he is in mid air, Spot simply falls to the ground.
"Ow, my tushie! Guess my legs are still asleep." reasons Spot, whose voice is coming out of Leonard's body!
"I have told Leonard multiple times to keep that window closed! Is he trying to catch pneumonia?" complains Spot. He proceeds to shut the window.
After stretching, Spot notices something is amiss.
"I must have been so tired last night, I went to bed in my clothes. Well, at least I don't have to get dressed! And the best part: I get to go to the bathroom first!"
Spot then rushes into the bathroom. However, his beanie and other clothing are shown on the ground. It's at this point Leonard, evidently in Spot's body, starts moving around underneath the blanket. His head then pops up, revealing what is usually Spot's.
"I slept like a dog last night! Maybe I need to fight with Spot more often." claims Leonard, his own voice coming out of Spot's body. Walking on his hind legs, Leonard comes to a realization.
"Weird. It feels like I'm shorter." Shrugging it off, Leonard then decides to enter the bathroom.
Upon entering, Leonard notices Spot rinsing his mouth after brushing. He then begins to gargle with water.
"Um, hello! Haven't you ever heard of knocking?" admonishes Spot.
Leonard notices Spot's back, and turns his newfound dog head to see his own. Leonard reacts comically, as his heart is visibly beating out of his chest and his head pops off, to represent how anxious he is.
"Spot!" shouts Leonard, having regained his composure.
"That's Scott to you, mister! Can't you see I'm wearing clothes?" replies a firm Scott, looking inside the medicine cabinet to place the rinse back inside. He dumps the gargling water in the sink.
"Y-y-you're wearing m-m-my c-c-clothes." states a jittery Leonard.
"Of course not! You know I don't fit them!" reasons Scott, still not looking at Leonard at all.
"Look in the mirror." states Leonard, pointing with trepidation.
"First we have that big fight, now you're acting weird! Leonard, what's gotten into you?" As Scott asks this question, he closes the medicine cabinet and sees Leonard's face. He proceeds to let out a loud scream.
After a fade out, Leonard is shown pacing around the bathroom while Scott sits on the toilet, with the lid down.
"This is great!" exclaims Scott.
"Come again?"
"Let me explain. I've always wanted to be a real boy, and now I am one! I'm a real boy now! I'm a boy, I'm a boy, I'm a boy!"
Scott then gets right up in Leonard's face, looking into his eyes.
"Hey, Leonard! Did you hear I'm a boy?" Scott grins from ear to ear.
"Yes, Scott. You told me five times." answers Leonard.
"Sorry. It's just, how many chances am I gonna get?" inquires Scott.
"What I want to know is, how did this happen?"
"Us and our big mouths. It's got to be that argument we had yesterday!" insists Scott.
"Don't be silly, Scott. That kind of stuff only happens on TV."
Scott and Leonard then pause and look into the camera.
"Leonard, honey, are you alright? I heard you screaming." inquires Mary Lou, from behind the bathroom door.
"I'm fine, Mom! Just feeling a little... funny today." answers Leonard.
"Are you sick? If so, I'll call Principal Strickler and let him know."
Before Leonard has the chance to answer, Scott covers his mouth with his hands.
"You can't stay home from school!"
Leonard removes Scott's hands off his muzzle.
"Why not? I think this is a very valid reason to." opines Leonard, examining himself.
"Because she thinks I'm you, remember? Besides, I've had perfect attendance, and I'm not losing out on that award this year!" proclaims Scott.
Scott then takes a deep breath, before pitching his voice an octave higher to sound like Leonard. "Just a second, mother dear!"
Leonard raises an eyebrow. "Mother dear?"
Now speaking normally, Scott replies "Cut me some slack, alright?"
"Are you sure you're alright? Because I can get the electric blanket ready and have you camping at the couch lickety split!"
Clearing his throat, Scott impersonates Leonard again. "Never better!"
"I can't just have one day to be a normal kid. Just one, little day." Leonard lifts a finger to indicate the number while talking. "No, now I'm out of the running to be a normal kid! I'm my own dog!"
"Correction: you are Scott Leadready II." states Scott.
"Uh-uh, no way, not in a thousand years! Don't even think about it." Leonard holds his hands on his hips in defiance.
"Lenny, come on! You know how important school is to me. Please?" Pulling off puppy dog eyes, Scott gets down on bended knee and holds his hands together, praying.
Leonard sighs. "Fine. Give me the beanie."
"It's in the bedroom. Hurry up, man! Er, mammal?" says an unsure Scott.
Leonard simply shakes his head as he's about to exit the bathroom on two legs.
"No dice! You gotta walk on four legs, Leonard." warns Scott.
"I don't think I'm ever gonna get used to this." says Leonard, trying to walk on four legs, but stumbling a few times before getting the hang of it.
"Tell me about it!"
Eventually, Leonard returns from the bedroom, dressed in Scott's typical attire as Scott himself is eating a muffin for breakfast. Mary Lou, with a cup of coffee in hand, notices him.
"Oh, no... my cover's blown! Good thing I'm not me right now!" despairs Scott at the dining room table.
Mary Lou greets Leonard, who she believes to be Scott. "Hi, Scott! How'd you get in here? I swear, sometimes it feels like you spontaneously appear out of nowhere!"
"Oh, well, uh. Just wanted to eat some breakfast!" replies Leonard, struggling with his Scott impression.
"He's got chutzpah, I'll give him that." Scott says as an aside.
"Smart boy! You got to have those super synapses firing on all cylinders!" acknowledges Mary Lou.
Leonard and Scott are then shown walking outside, heading for Fala D. Roosevelt Elementary School.
"Today's gonna be a long day." acknowledges Leonard.
"How about putting a spring in your step? You never know what the day will bring!"
"That's easy for you to say; you're not the smartest kid in class anymore." states Leonard.
"Ahem! I am so! Fur or skin, I am still quick on the uptake!" insists Scott. "Also, you can't just talk in your regular voice! Everyone's gonna know it's you!"
"Well, what do you want me to do?" asks Leonard.
"Try to impersonate me! I know you can do it, bunky!"
"Uh, alright." Leonard prepares himself, and tries to speak in the typical gruff impression young boys speak in. "I'm Scott Leadready II, the coolest kid in the class." Now speaking normally, Leonard inquires "Pretty good, huh?"
"Well, they do say imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. But it really needs work." opines Scott.
As Leonard and Scott approach the school corridor, the bell rings.
"Let's face the music, you and me." acknowledges Scott, with a smile.
The duo walk into Mary Lou's classroom. Around the others, Leonard and Scott each attempt to sound like the other. Hopping on his feet, Ian approaches them.
Ian proceeds to sniff the air. "Well, if it isn't Leonard and Scott!"
"Hi, Ian." greets a reluctant Scott.
"Hey!" says Leonard, who was trying too hard to impersonate Scott and lets out a wheezy breath.
"Why are you hopping like that?" inquires Scott.
"Duh! I'm a kangaroo! Just look at my pouch!" Ian shows them an unexplained pouch on his t-shirt, filled with an unknown sticky substance.
"What's in-" Leonard is cut off by Scott.
"You don't want to know."
"Hmm. Something's different about you two." wonders Ian, scratching his head.
"What do you mean?" asks Scott.
"Don't try to hide it! I know what your secret is! Or I don't have lice in my hair!"
Nervous, Leonard pants instead of sweats.
"You two switched..." Ian points at them accusingly.
Scott and Leonard's mortified faces look at each other in fear.
"Underwear!" shouts Ian.
Relieved, both Scott and Leonard calm down.
"How'd you know?" inquires Scott.
"Oh, please! I could tell by your gaits!"
"Yep! Very breezy." states Leonard, keeping up the charade.
"Feeling snug!" chimes in Scott.
"You guys are so weird!" declares Ian. He then turns his head at a 180 degree angle. "Hey, Timmy! Stop eating up all the paper! I need it for my paper paste sandwich!" Ian runs away after saying this.
Mary Lou then arrives into the classroom.
"Isn't it a sweet morning, kids? I just want to give the sun a nice, warm hug! Too bad I'd burn up in seconds!" Mary Lou laughs at her own comment.
She changes the subject. "Okay, enough chit chat! It's time to get our noggins in gear, because we've got one heck of a brain teaser!"
Mary Lou approaches the chalkboard, and writes down a math problem. "Who can tell me what 66 multiplied by 98 is?"
The class are reluctant to answer, as no one raises their hand.
"Well, I know one very bright student who should know. Scott, can you come up to the board and solve this?" asks Mary Lou.
Leonard gulps, as he dreads getting up to the chalkboard. Now facing the math problem, Leonard struggles to understand it.
"Um... it's... uh..."
"Everything alright, dear?" inquires Mary Lou.
"I got this, Mom." answers Leonard, registering after a second what he called Mary Lou. He closes his eyes, knowing what's coming.
All the students in class laugh, save for Scott, whose face is on his desk.
"Since when was Leadready a Helperman?" quips Younghee.
"Totally uncool." opines Tyler.
"Hey Leonard, you got competition!" states a teasing Kelsey.
Mary Lou claps erasers to get the children's attention. "That'll be enough of that!"
She then turns to Leonard, who is writing down a solution to the math problem. Leonard's answer is: 6548.
"Oh golly gosh! Scott... that's wrong!"
The entire class gasps at Leonard, who everyone believes is Scott, getting something wrong. He blushes, as his blue fur turns to pink.
Scott's conscience is heard, as he frowns. "Poor, poor Leonard... the kid's drowning! In my body, no less! I have to do something!" He then raises his hand.
"Sweetie pie, do you know the answer?" asks Mary Lou.
"You bet! It's..." Scott begins using chalk, and when done presents his answer: 6468.
"That's abso-tively-posi-lutely correct!" claps Mary Lou in joy.
However, the other classmates aren't as impressed.
"You didn't have to show Scott up like that." states Trevor.
Scott is confused. "Huh?"
"Yeah! All you did was embarrass him in front of us." opines Chelsey.
"Mama's boy!" taunts Younghee.
The entire class then begins chanting "Mama's boy" repeatedly at Scott. Scott can't help but scratch his head. "These kids sure are fickle."
Next, Scott and Leonard are standing in line at the cafeteria with their lunch trays in hand.
"Hey, Leonard. Can you tell me what we're having for lunch?"
"I'll do my best." Leonard tries to track the scent with his newfound dog nose. "Smells like... fried chicken legs, liver and... partridge soup?"
Scott is salivating. "It just figures they serve a protein packed meal of meat the one day I'm not myself!"
"What are you talking about? You're having lunch too." points out Leonard.
"Sure, but I don't have my dog jaw to chew it all up. You're so lucky."
"Lucky how?" asks Leonard, raising one of his eyes.
"Take it from me: there's plenty of benefits in being a dog." says Scott.
"Like what?"
"Well, my inquisitive cynic, you have better hearing." A sequence plays of Scott blowing a horn in Leonard's ear, startling him. "Everyone looks at you and finds you the most adorable thing they've ever seen." Scott is shown walking Leonard, with people passing by.
"Very handsome dog!" compliments a long haired man.
"I just want to hold those cute cheeks of his!" states a short haired woman.
"The floppiest of puppy ears!" adds a young girl.
Back to reality, Leonard rolls his eyes.
"And! No matter how cold it is, your fur will prevent your tuchus from freezing!" finishes Scott.
"I know. I did a report on this in second grade, remember?" reminds Leonard.
"Oh, yeah. I thought it sounded familiar."
Just then, Tyler, Taylor, and Trevor approach the duo.
"Hey, Scott." greets Tyler.
"Oh, hi!" replies Leonard, having gotten the hang of his Scott impression.
"That was pretty cool of you to flunk the math question on purpose to make Leonard look good." claims Taylor.
"Yeah, it takes guts. Do you wanna... hang with us after school?" asks Trevor.
Unsure, Leonard first looks at Scott, before making his decision.
"How about at the Dog and Skateboard Park?" offers Leonard.
"Cool!" answer all three of the cool boys, as they depart the line.
"Way to go! The popular kids want to hang with you, homie!" announces Scott.
"I can't believe it. Tyler, Taylor, and Trevor finally like me. They like me, Scott! They really, really like me!" Leonard begins moving around in excitement, holding Scott by his shirt.
"Well, they like me, but I'm not gonna rain on your parade. Do me a favor and let go of my shirt, huh?"
"Oh, sorry." Leonard drops Scott, who falls to the ground.
"Gentler next time, Lenny." says Scott off-screen.
After school, Scott is seen studying at home in his bedroom. Leonard then returns home, making sure to take his clothes off.
"Welcome home, Lenny! Did you know Jackie Robinson wrote a memoir? It's fascinating to see what the man himself thought of his life up to that point." states Scott.
"Hey! That's my report!"
"Nada. We're each other now, so that means you best read up on Einstein, mein freund."
"I'll do it later, my dogs are barking." proclaims Leonard. Leonard's feet then literally become a poodle and bull terrier barking.
"Mm. I'll let you get away with that since you're in my body right now." Scott then asks with a hint of sarcasm, "So, how was it with the cool kids? Had any intellectually stimulating conversation?"
"Oh, Spot, it was great! I got to show off some of my skate tricks, and we played a new game at the arcade!" informs Leonard.
"Would that happen to be The Bone Chilling and Rib Breaking Voyage of Wormface and Skelebony?"
"Yeah! I got the highest score, and won a Purple Pandemonium slushie!" exclaims Leonard.
"Is it grape?" inquires Scott.
"Heck if I know! This thing has so much food coloring in it, I'm shocked I can't taste metal!"
"Well, I bet it tastes great." Scott says with sadness.
"Aw, come on! You didn't think I'd bring you one back?" Leonard hands Scott his own Purple Pandemonium beverage.
"It's all... watery." acknowledges Scott.
"Yeah, sorry about that. I forgot it would melt."
Leonard and Scott both sit down on their bunk beds to indulge in the slushies.
"I got to disagree; it tastes more like salt." opines Scott.
Mr. Jolly and Pretty Boy walk in.
"Hey, Mr. Jolly!" greets Leonard. Scott then gives him the stink eye.
"Wow! That was a great Leonard impression, Spot!"
"He's not Spot; I am." answers Scott.
"Wait. Let me get this straight; you two are each other?" asks Pretty Boy.
"Correctimundo." says Scott.
Pretty Boy then bursts into laughter, to the point his eyes water.
"Oh, this is priceless! They're both teacher's pets now!"
"Now, Pretty Boy, that's mean to laugh at their predicament!" scolds Mr. Jolly.
"Oh, please. Those two are hopeless."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence." replies a sarcastic Scott.
"What? I'm just stating facts." defends Pretty Boy.
"Shame on you! What these two need is peace, love, and understanding!" Mr. Jolly then sits between Scott and Leonard, giving the two a warm hug.
"We don't need that either." says Leonard.
"Spot! Where's my huggy bear?" inquires Mary Lou, heard from the living room.
"That's you, genius." says Pretty Boy, referring to Leonard.
"Go get 'em, Rover!" encourages Mr. Jolly.
Leonard runs out, first on two legs but then on all fours. Mary Lou grabs him with her arms.
"There's my wittle Spottie Wottie! Give Mama a big ol' kiss!"
"I'm so going to have nightmares over this." thinks Leonard, as he licks his mother's face.
"Don't tell Leonard, but I'm going to order a large pizza for him! I'm so proud of him for solving that math problem, I just had to!"
Leonard frowns slightly, knowing he was the one who actually struggled with it. After Mary Lou releases her grip, he slowly walks back into the bedroom.
"Why the long face?" asks Scott.
"Mom's ordering a pizza for you." says Leonard, laying on the bed.
"Well, now you know how I felt when I couldn't eat it at the table. Don't worry, I'll save you a slice!" Scott leaves the room.
"He doesn't know I'm sad because my Mom thinks I'm a genius, when I'm not."
"Hey, we can't all be geniuses! I'd much rather do nothing all day than be intellectual!" states Pretty Boy, attempting to comfort Leonard.
"Chin up! We've got food waiting for us!" says Mr. Jolly.
The trio leave the room and head for the kitchen.
"Goodie, I get to enjoy the thrilling taste of kibble." says a sarcastic Leonard.
Mary Lou and Scott eat slices of pizza at the kitchen table, whereas Leonard and the pets look on, eating their own food: Pretty Boy a birdseed bell, Mr. Jolly milk, and Leonard the dog food known as Big Bag Munchos.
"How's the kibble, Leonard?" inquires Mr. Jolly.
"Nothing special; it tastes like dirt."
"And you would know that how?" probes Pretty Boy.
"Hey! I was really curious when I was 5, okay?" defends Leonard.
As Leonard looks longingly at Scott eating pizza, a light bulb appears over Mr. Jolly's head.
"I think I have an idea."
"This oughta be good." snarks Pretty Boy.
"Leonard, I'm gonna train you on how to act like a dog!" declares Mr. Jolly.
Pretty Boy laughs in Mr. Jolly's face. "That's like teaching an old dog new tricks!"
"No, Mr. Negative, because this is a new dog in an old one's body. And I know just where to start!"
Leonard looks into the camera with worry. The pets are then seen outside on the Helperman lawn.
"Okay, so here's what you're gonna do. You'll have to bite off the mailman's pants." states Mr. Jolly.
"No way! Mr. Naven is my friend! He's the one who delivered me the Cookie Baker Oven!"
"Oy, you're soft." replies Pretty Boy.
"Big words coming from a certain canary who raved about Leonard's oatmeal cookies." snarks Mr. Jolly.
"Oh, blow it out your ear!"
Leonard looks at Dexter Naven. "Well, I'll do my best."
Once Dexter Naven walks near the Helperman mailbox, Leonard immediately opens the gate and barks, by repeatedly ruffing.
"Oh, dear! Somebody, help me! An attack dog is on the loose!" despairs Dexter Naven, running for his dear life as Leonard chases him.
As they run further down the street, Leonard states "Hey! I think I'm finally getting the hang of this dog thing! This is so fun!" His tail is seen wagging in excitement.
"Be nice, Cujo, be nice!"
"Uh, Leonard?" warns Mr. Jolly.
Seconds later, Leonard bumps into a fire hydrant, collapsing on the road pavement. Stars are seen around his head.
"Ow."
"Oof! That's gotta hurt." comments Pretty Boy.
When Leonard recovers, he sees a pack of familiar dogs approach him.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't Helperman." says Moe.
"Who are you?" asks Leonard.
"You should know, school boy! It's your old pal Moe."
"What are you doing here?" inquires Leonard.
"It's a free street. 'Sides, we saw you fail to get the mailman. Your yapping sounded so amateur!" Moe and his gang laugh.
"You mean my barking?"
"Of course I meant your barking! Geez, Spot, what are ya? Some kind of puppy?" asks Moe rhetorically.
The dogs behind him all gasp.
"He said the p word!" shouts the schnauzer.
"Oh, yeah? Well, at least I'm not a wiener dog like you!" snarks Leonard.
"Ooh!" responds the schnauzer.
Moe growls. "You have some nerve! First you parade about feeling superior towards us, now you call me that? You like being smart, eh? Well, hear this: your jaw's gonna smart in a minute." Moe holds Leonard by the chest, ready to punch him.
Mr. Jolly and Pretty Boy then arrive.
"Get lost!" shouts Pretty Boy, who begins to peck at Moe.
"Don't make me do a belly flop!" warns Mr. Jolly.
"Alright, alright! You win this time, Spot, but you're really gonna get it next time I see you!" Moe runs away as Pretty Boy continues pecking at him.
"Thanks, guys." says an appreciative Leonard.
"Don't mention it. Let's get you home." states Pretty Boy.
Now inside Leonard's bedroom, he enjoys the last of the pizza slice Scott promised by eating the crust.
"Alright, Leonard. Show me what you got. Roll over." states Scott.
"No way."
Scott clears his throat. "Hey, I had to do all your commands through the years. The least you could do is pay me back in kind."
"Oh, fine." Leonard tries to demonstrate rolling over, but he gets caught inside a rug. Once the rug frees him, Leonard has x's for eyes with his tongue lolling out.
"Hmm. Keep practicing rolling over, but you're a natural at playing dead!" compliments Scott.
"Uh, thanks?", Leonard's eyes now back to normal.
"But seriously, we should get to work on our reports." says Scott.
"What's the rush? They're not due until Friday." reasons Leonard.
"Yes, but it's always nice to be prepared. Have you read any of the Einstein books yet?"
"No, I haven't had the time to." replies Leonard.
"Leonard, you're killing me here! Not only did you make it seem like I flunked math today, but now you're still not reading? I have a 4.0 grade point average to maintain!"
"Will you give it a rest? I'll read them later. Now, go play outside." demands Leonard.
"Uh, Leonard..."
"Oh, right. I'll play outside, then." Leonard haughtily walks outside the room.
"I'm really worried about that kid. A mind is a terrible thing to waste." says Scott.
"Just like birdseed." claims Pretty Boy.
"Or catnip!" chimes in Mr. Jolly.
A montage is then shown, documenting Scott and Leonard's days throughout the school week. Leonard gets another question wrong, and while Scott raises his hand, he puts it down after noticing the other kids jeering at him. Meanwhile, Mary Lou is happy to see who she believes is Leonard's grades improving, yet is concerned about Scott.
In a split screen effect, Scott is shown studying for his report on Jackie Robinson. On the other side is Leonard, receiving several phone calls from nearly all of his classmates to hang out, ranging from Younghee to Ian. After seeing multiple hands with telephones in front of him, Leonard becomes overwhelmed and collapses.
After the montage ends, Leonard walks into the bedroom.
"Come on, Spot! Don't you know all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy?"
"Yes, but no work and all play makes him a dim birdbrain." replies Scott.
"I heard that!" shouts Pretty Boy, off screen.
"Whatever."
"What are you doing here, anyway? Shouldn't you be hanging with your friends?" asks Scott.
"I just need to... recharge my social batteries. Gosh, Spot! I wish we did this sooner! Everyone likes me and I can say the dumbest things imaginable with them laughing! It's great being you!"
"Yeah, rub it in, why don't ya?" snarks Scott.
"Is someone perhaps jealous I'm better at being you than you?" inquires Leonard.
"First of all, that's not proper grammar. Secondly, I am not jealous, I enjoy the solitude and rigorous studying at home. Three, why is my phone off the hook?"
Scott puts the handset back on the phone.
"Because... I was so overwhelmed and needed a break from the others." admits Leonard.
"I knew you'd crack under the pressure!" shouts Scott. "This makes the Mama's boy taunts doable in comparison."
"How do you not get tired of talking all the time?" inquires Leonard.
"Easy. I take bubble baths and enjoy belly rubs."
"I could really use a belly rub right now." acknowledges Leonard.
"You got it, bunky!"
Scott rubs Leonard's stomach, causing his left leg to kick. Just then, Scott's phone rings. Leonard answers the call.
"Hi, Scott! I was having some trouble with my assignment, and realized I could really use your help. I know you're busy so I understand if you can't, but-" Leslie is interrupted.
"H-h-h-hi, Leslie!" stammers Leonard, his pupils turning into hearts.
"Oh, brother!" remarks Scott.
"Come over to my house in a few minutes, okay? Bye!" Leslie hangs up.
"S-sure." says a love struck Leonard, after Leslie hung up.
"I thought you said you needed to recharge your social batteries." says a mocking Scott.
"I gotta help the smartest girl in class!" states Leonard, putting his clothes on alongside the purple bunny backpack.
At Leslie's house, Leonard lays on the bed while Leslie goes over her work. Leonard makes a sort of snow angel on the mattress.
"Ah, memory foam. Your bed's so soft!"
"Thanks! So, who are you doing your report on?" inquires Leslie.
"Oh, uh, Albert Einstein!" answers a nervous Leonard.
"No way! We're both doing reports on scientists! How cool is that?" remarks Leslie. "I'm doing mine on Marie Curie, the first woman to win a Nobel Prize."
"I bet she was a smart lady." states Leonard.
"Without a doubt! Did you know she coined the term radioactivity?" asks Leslie.
"No, I didn't! That's cool!"
"Come on! I want to show you my work!" Leslie holds Leonard by the hand as they run, causing him to smile widely and blush.
"You have pretty handwriting." compliments Leonard.
"Aw, you're such a sweetie. Now, what I'm having trouble with is this: I can't remember if it was Marie who discovered radium, her husband Pierre, or both. Do you know?"
"Both!" shouts Leonard, truly being unsure himself.
"I thought so! I just wanted to make sure I was right. Thanks for your help!"
"Y-you're welcome." smiles Leonard, who pants as he leaves Leslie's house.
Leonard walks back to his house in a daze, holding his hands together.
The next day at school, Mary Lou is handing out graded papers. She walks up to Scott's desk.
"You've done it again, my little bundle of love! Another A+! Oh, I'm so proud of you, I could just-" Mary Lou loses her restraint and gives Scott a bear hug.
"I can't breathe." states Scott.
"Oop! Sorry, doodlebug!"
Mary Lou then walks towards Leonard and gives him his paper, who has gotten a B- on his test.
"Scott, I want to have a talk with you after class." says a serious Mary Lou.
"Uh oh." Leonard and Scott both say in unison.
"You're in trouble!" taunts Younghee.
Later, the school bell rings, allowing most students to leave.
"Remember, your historical reports are due tomorrow!" warns Mary Lou.
Leonard is shown sitting at his desk, as Scott gets up.
"Nice knowing ya, bunky." Scott then leaves the room.
Mary Lou grabs her chair and places it in front of Leonard's desk.
"Scott, I'm worried about you." admits Mary Lou.
"Because of my grades, right?" asks Leonard.
"It's not even just that, honey. You seem more distracted lately, and I wonder if that's why you've been struggling this week. Is everything okay? Am I doing a good job teaching? Do you need some helping aids?"
"Oh no, it's not you at all! I've just been. Distracted." says Leonard.
"I thought so. Well, I don't doubt that you're doing the gosh darn golly best you can, I just want to ensure you haven't had any problems beyond my control." explains Mary Lou.
"No, I haven't, Mo-Mrs. Helperman."
"Well, alright. Just know that I can't wait to hear your report, because I know you'll do the best you can on it and blow the whole class away. I believe in you, sweetie."
"May I be excused?" inquires Leonard.
"Yes, you may." smiles Mary Lou.
As Leonard leaves the classroom, he is shown pondering while walking towards the school corridor.
The scene cuts to Leonard, as Spot, reading a book.
"Contrary to popular belief, Einstein excelled at school, earning high marks in all but three classes in 1896." Leonard reads aloud.
The door then opens, with Scott walking in.
"Hey, Lenny! Mrs. H's making those delicious lemon squares! You know, the one's with the little toothpick inside 'em! Anyway, I wanted to know if you-"
Scott notices Leonard. He then rubs his eyes.
"That's strange. For a minute there, it seemed like you were studying!" proclaims Scott.
"I am." answers Leonard affirmatively.
Scott is shocked. "Good on ya, Lenny! Hit those books and feed that brain of yours!"
Leonard is then seen cramming to get his work down before tomorrow. He reads through several books about Albert Einstein, writing down factoids for his paper.
"He made a fridge? I never even knew that!" exclaims Leonard.
Leonard is then seen using the computer.
"As a Jewish man, Einstein was horrified to see what was happening in Germany, and cautioned Franklin D. Roosevelt in a series of letters urging the President to invest in nuclear research." reads Leonard, out loud.
Out on the living room couch, Scott enjoys his lemon squares while reading through one of his books on Jackie Robinson.
"Robinson was no slouch in other sports, also lettering in basketball, football, and track as a high schooler. He managed to do it again in college." states Scott.
Scott continues to read out loud.
"He was given the middle name, Roosevelt, after the recently late Theodore Roosevelt. Who, by the way, was Eleanor Roosevelt's uncle." educates Scott, looking at the viewer and winking.
Later that night, Scott walks inside the bedroom. He notices Leonard fast asleep, with a book in his paw.
"Goodnight, Lenny." Scott turns the bedroom light off, climbing up to the top bunk to get some rest himself.
The following morning, Scott and Leonard are shown walking to school once more. Only this time, they look... rather different.
"You look wunderbar!" compliments Scott, in a German accent. He is wearing a baseball uniform with a blue cap, alongside a bat in his hands. He drags it as he continues walking.
"Thanks! And you look like a star player!" Leonard himself is shown to be wearing a white wig made from cotton, modeled after Albert Einstein's iconic hairstyle. Leonard is also shown to have a fake mustache, a black suit and a white undershirt with a red tie.
"I think we got this one in the bag." says an encouraging Scott.
"I sure hope so." replies an unsure Leonard.
At school, Ian is shown to be the first to step up for his report. He is dressed like P. T. Barnum.
"Having previously been a politician and abolitionist, Barnum didn't start a circus business until his 60s. Wow, that's old! He became famous for his collaboration with James Bailey, forming the Bailey-Barnum circus. To quote Barnum himself, 'there really is a sucker born every minute!'" Ian's spit is shown to be covering the entire classroom.
Younghee goes next, as she is wearing clothing similar to Bessie Coleman.
"As black people and women were forbidden to become pilots at the time, pilot hopeful Coleman was told to leave the country and get certified in France. Thus, in 1921, she made history as the first black woman and first ever Native American to earn her pilot's license. She performed in air shows upon returning to America, until her untimely demise five years later."
Then, Leslie stands up to read her report, looking like Marie Curie.
"We have Marie Curie to thank for discovering radium, alongside her husband Pierre. She was an immense help in understanding how radiation works, founding two institutes to study it and other scientific subjects. She even provided x-rays to World War I soldiers!" explains Leslie. "Unfortunately, her long term exposure to the chemical element caused her passing in 1934."
"That was positively radiant, Leslie!" Mary Lou laughs at her own pun. "Lenny penny, are you ready?"
"You betcha!" replies Scott. He then proceeds to pause, balancing on his baseball bat.
"1949 MVP of the National League. Won the World Series in 1955. Frequent All-Star. Had his number retired league wide in '97. But Jackie Robinson is more than his accolades, he was a man who never quit."
"When he broke the color line in 1947, he made history as the first to break segregation's stronghold in the Major Leagues and allowing other black players a chance to show their prowess. Robinson faced plenty of oppression in light of all this, but the manager had his back."
"Robinson proved to be a fantastic player on the field, leading his team to several pennants and World Series, winning one in the aforementioned contest in '55."
"He didn't stop making history after his retirement two years later, mind you. A civil rights activist from a young age, he participated in the 1963 March on Washington, and wished for more black managers in the league."
"He may have only lived to be 53, but Mr. Robinson accomplished a tremendous amount of things while he was here. Isn't that Chock full o' Nuts?" Scott finishes reading his report.
"That was just beautiful, honey bunny! Wasn't it, class?" inquires Mary Lou.
Leslie and Scott clap their hands, but the other kids are silent.
"Scott, want to close us out?"
"Y-yeah." answers a nervous Leonard.
He accidentally drops his papers as he walks toward Scott, but picks them back up. The classmates chuckle at this.
"I warmed 'em up for ya. Viel Glück!" whispers Scott.
Leonard clears his throat before speaking. "Albert Einstein did many great things during his life. But what he was most famous for, was coining the theory of relativity. What is that, you ask? Well, let's break it down. We've all heard E=mc2, but what does it mean?"
"It stands for energy, mass, and the speed of light. He figured this out while working on his previous theories, special relativity and general relativity, which led to the theory of relativity as a whole."
"One part of this was his observation that no matter what, nothing could go faster than the speed of light itself. Einstein also realized gravity was the result of energy and mass itself, influenced by space time."
"What's even more impressive, though, was his prediction of black holes. They wouldn't be discovered within his lifetime, but were proven to exist in 1971. What's more, he believed the universe itself was expanding, and his theory turned out to be right. This was discovered only recently, in 1998."
"He earned a 1921 Nobel Prize for his revolutionary theories in physics. It's thanks to his equations he came up with a new way of looking at our universe."
When Leonard finishes his essay, the entire class applauds.
"I knew you could do it, Scottie! I'm so proud of you!" Mary Lou, overtaken by emotion, hugs Leonard. He lets out a small smile, as he looks at a beaming Scott.
After the essays have been read, Scott and Leonard are back in their typical outfits.
"Leonard! That was amazing!" compliments Scott.
"Aw, stop; some of that was your work."
"Yeah, but I stopped at the E=mc2 part. The rest was all you!" insists Scott. "Why'd you suddenly get interested in studying yesterday?"
"Well, because I- er, your grades were slipping, and I felt I needed to get them back up. But, also to show Mom I can be more than average."
"Are you thinking about that little argument we had earlier this week? 'Cause I am." admits Scott.
Leonard looks down on the ground, before facing Scott. "Yeah. I gotta admit, it's a lot harder to be you than I thought."
"You said it, bunky." agrees Scott.
"I mean, having high standards placed on me, everyone talking to me when I don't have the energy, not being able to sweat... you were right."
"Me too. I didn't realize how rough the taunting could get until I had to endure it all this week!" states Scott. "I know how rough it's been for ya lately, I'm sorry you had to embarrass yourself in front of everybody this past week."
"It's okay! I know how important school is to you. After all, you're-" Leonard is cut off.
"Yes, I know. I'm your dog."
"Let me finish. You're not just my dog... you're my best friend." says a sincere Leonard.
Scott's eyes begin to tear up, with his lip puckering. He and Leonard hug each other, both crying their eyes out.
"I'm sorry about what I said on Monday. I've grown to like your beanie." says Leonard.
"And your yellow shorts aren't that bad." replies Scott.
Their tears suddenly stop.
"Again, they're peach, and did you just start a sentence with and?"
Leonard and Scott both laugh.
"I guess we're rubbing off on each other." observes Scott.
Tim Tim Tim then appears outside and opens the classroom window, flying inside.
"Tim Tim Tim, is that you?" inquires Scott.
"What? You're surprised to see me? I have a life outside of the holidays, you know!" shouts Tim Tim Tim. He changes the subject. "Anyway, I see you two finally learned your lesson. Took ya long enough."
"What are you gonna do to us?" asks Leonard.
"Relax, I know what I'm doin'."
Tim Tim Tim touches the noses of Leonard and Scott, returning them to their rightful bodies.
"Lenny, my wet dog nose is back!" Scott states ecstatically.
"And I can click pens again!" Leonard demonstrates this by doing the action.
"My work here is done. Call me if you need me; but don't need me." Tim Tim Tim bids farewell, as he watches the duo leave the classroom and walk down the hall.
As Scott and Leonard continue moving, the camera reveals Leonard has Scott's lower half and vice versa.
"It's weird; I can still feel your tail." acknowledges Leonard, whose tail is indeed wagging.
"Must be a phantom thing. Besides, I've always been taller than you." replies Scott, in denial.
"It sure is drafty in here." opines Leonard.
Tim Tim Tim then flies into the hallway, seeing his mistake.
"Whoops! Must have done the switch backside spell instead of switch back. Ah well, I'll fix it when they get home."
Tim Tim Tim then follows Scott and Leonard, as the episode fades to black.