Sweetie Belle came across another cottage deep within the woods with a hedge wall surrounding it, along with the sound of music being heard.
"How very curious," she said as she approaches the cottage. She walked up to the gate and she looked and saw Snips, who is dressed in formal clothing, complete with a big top hat that has a label on the side that says "10/6", and an anthropomorphic hare, resembling Snails, who is also dressed in formal clothing. They are sitting at the far end of a very long rectangular table singing and moving their bodies to the whistling music made by a large number of teapots that are placed throughout the table.
(Snips) A very merry unbirthday
(Hare Snails) A very merry unbirthday
(Snips/Hare Snails) A very merry unbirthday to uuuuuus!
Sweetie Belle walked up and hid behind a large chair at the opposite end of the table to get a closer look and she becomes astounded at the live teapots — of different shapes and sizes — doing their thing. The clouds of steam from the teapots are making it hard for Sweetie Belle to see Snips and the hare Snails' festivity; she ducked down and looked at the celebration through some of the teapots' looped handles.
(Hare Snails) AAAAAAAAAAAA very merry unbirthday to me
(Snips) To who?
(Hare Snails) To me
(Snips) Oh you!
(Hare Snails) A very merry unbirthday to you
(Snips) Who me?
(Hare Snails) Yes you
(Snips) Oh me!
(Hare Snails) Let's all congratulate us with another cup of tea
A very merry unbirthdaaaay
(The hare Snails pulled out a dormouse, resembling Pipsqueak — in formal clothing — from the teapot.)
To—aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah yooooooooou!
Sweetie Belle, who is sitting in the large chair, applauded, which got Snips and the hare Snails' attention and they ran over to her along the table.
"No room! No room! No room! No room! No ROOM!" Snips and the hare Snails uttered.
"But I thought there was plenty of room," said Sweetie Belle.
"Ahhh, but it's very rude to sit down without being invited," said the hare Snails.
"I'll say it's rude," said Snips. "It's very, VERY rude indeed."
"Very, very, very rude indeed," said the sleepy dormouse Pipsqueak as he emerged from the teapot.
"Oh I'm very sorry," said Sweetie Belle. "But I DID enjoy your singing and I wonder if you could tell me-"
The hare Snails zipped up to Sweetie Belle, sitting on the armrest of the chair. "You enjoyed OUR singing?" he questioned.
"Oh, what a delightful child!" Snips said with delight and he inadvertently stuck his elbow inside a teacup and he struggles to get it off, which he'd finally did. "I'm so excited. We never get compliments. You MUST have a cup of tea."
"Ah, yes indeed, the tea! You must have a cup of tea!" said the hare Snails as he poured out a saucer, a teacup, and the tea — as well as two sugar cubes — from the teapot.
"That would be very nice," said Sweetie Belle. "I'm sorry I interrupted your birthday party."
The hare Snails offers Sweetie Belle the tea. "Uh, thank you," Sweetie Belle said but the hare Snails swiped the tea away from her.
"Birthday?!" the hare Snails questioned incredulously, followed by a chuckle. "My dear child, this is NOT a birthday party."
"Of course not!" said Snips, followed by a chuckle as well. "THIS is an UN-birthday party," he said while pouring tea down into his upright collar and it came out from the left sleeve of his jacket, going into a teacup.
"Unbirthday?" Sweetie Belle questioned with confusion. "I'm sorry, but I don't quite understand."
"It's very simple," said the hare Snails."Now, thirty days have Sept- No. Well..."
The hare Snails thinks for a moment, scratching his head with his right ear. "An unbirthday—if you...have a birthday, then...you..."
The hare Snails chuckled. "She doesn't know what an unbirthday is," he said to the viewers aside while pointing at Sweetie Belle.
"How silly!" said Snips, followed by a laugh. "Well..."
Snips let out a gurgle from the tea when he was about to say something and he cleared his throat. He grabbed a teapot and sprayed — not tea — but vocal spray into his mouth.
"I shall elucidate," he said.
The teapots began whistling a tune while the hare Snails is waving a spoon like a conductor.
(Snips) Now statistics prove
Prove that you've oooooone birthday
(Hare Snails) Imagine, just one birthday every year!
(Snips) Ahhhhhh, but there are three hundred and sixty-four UUUN-birthdays
(Hare Snails) Precisely why we're gathered here to cheer!
"Why then, today is MY unbirthday too," said Sweetie Belle.
"It is?!" the hare Snails questioned happily.
"What a small world this is," said Snips.
"In THAT case..." said the hare Snails and he leaped out of his chair over to Sweetie Belle and he and Snips began dancing around her while holding each others hands.
(Hare Snails) AAAAAA very merry unbirthday
(Sweetie Belle) To me?
(Snips takes off his hat, revealing a 4-layer birthday cake with a litted candle.)
(Snips) To you
(Hare Snails) A very merry unbirthday
(Sweetie Belle) For me!
(Snips) For you
"Now blow the candle out, my dear, and may your wish come true."
Sweetie Belle blows out the candle which sparkled like an ignited firecracker and it shoots right up into the sky.
(Snips/Hare Snails) A very merry unbirthdaaay to yoooooou
The cake exploded and the dormouse Pipsqueak, with an umbrella hooked onto him, descended down slowly. "Twinkle, twinkle, little bat... How I wonder what you're at. Up above the world you fly... Like a tea tray in the sky," he recited and he goes directly into the teapot to which Snips covered it with the lid.
Sweetie Belle applauded, "That was lovely," she said and she sat back down in the chair.
"And, uh, and now, my dear," said Snips and he dips the saucer into the cup of tea like a donut. "Uh...you was saying...that you would like to see-? Pardon me..."
Snips munches on the saucer. "You was seeking some information of some kind?" he asked Sweetie Belle.
"Oh, yes," she said and she took the cup of tea that the hare Snails is offering. "I'm looking for a-"
"Clean cup! Clean cup! Move doooooown!" Snips cried and he grabbed Sweetie Belle's hand.
"But I haven't even used my cup," said Sweetie Belle.
"Clean cup, clean cup, move down, move down, clean cup, clean cup, move down!" the hare Snails sang as he, Sweetie Belle, and Snips moved down to the middle edge of the table while tossing away a few teacups.
"Would you like a little more tea?" Snips asked Sweetie Belle while pouring tea — from a three-spouted teapot — into three neighboring teacups.
"Well I hadn't had any yet," she said while trying to get tea out of a spoutless teapot. "So I can't very well take more."
"Ahhh, you mean you can't very well take less," said the hare Snails as he grabbed the spoutless teapot from Sweetie Belle and cracked it like an egg and the tea seeps right into the teacup.
"Yes!" said Snips and he dumped all of the sugar from its bowl into the cup of tea. "You can always take more than nothing."
"But I only meant-"
Sweetie Belle noticed the large amount of sugar in her cup squidging against her upper lip when she was about to take a drink, giving her a sugary, moustache-like form, much to her surprise.
"And now, my dear..." said Snips as he's pouring tea into the teacup that's stacked on top of other teacups and he tossed the teapot away. "Something seems to be troubling you."
Snips took a cup of tea from the bottom stack and sipped it. "Won't you tell us all about it?" he asked Sweetie Belle.
"Start at the beginning," said the hare Snails.
"Yes, yes!" said Snips. "And when you come to the end, hahaha...stop! See?"
"Well..." Sweetie Belle began. "It all started while I was sitting on the river bank with Opal..."
"Veeeeeery interesting!" said the hare Snails and he took a sip from his tea. "Who's Opal?" he asked and he panted vehemently, thinking Sweetie Belle is referring to a woman.
"Why, Opal is my cat," Sweetie Belle said. "You see-"
"Cat?! CAT?!" cried the dormouse Pipsqueak in alarm as he popped out from the teapot and ran throughout the table, knocking over teapots and teacups in the process. Snips and the hare Snails went after the dormouse Pipsqueak until they finally seize him; holding him down.
"Get the jam!" cried the hare Snails. "Put it on his nose!"
Without hesitation, Sweetie Belle grabbed the jar of jam nearby and she took it over to the dormouse Pipsqueak, who is halfway inside the teapot being quelled by Snips and the hare Snails and she takes the butter knife that was inside the jar and used it to dab some jam on the dormouse Pipsqueak's nose, calming him down. Snips puts the lid on the teapot, encasing the dormouse Pipsqueak.
"My goodness. Those are the things that upset me!" Snips peevedly said.
"See all the trouble you started?!" the hare Snails chided Sweetie Belle as he pours himself a cup of tea and using his ears like a pair of scissors to cut the tea's outflow.
"Really, I didn't think that-"
"Ahhh, but that's the point!" said the hare Snails. "If you don't think you shouldn't talk!"
"Clean cup! Clean cup!" Snips cried. "Move down, move down, move dooooown!"
"But I still haven't used-!" Sweetie Belle exclaimed and she gets shoved by the hare Snails as the three move down to the opposite end of the table.
"Move down, move down, move down, move doooooown!" the hare Snails sang.
"And now, my dear, as you was saying...?" Snips said to Sweetie Belle.
"Oh, yes," she said. "I was sitting on the river bank with, uh... with—you-know-who," she whispered in Snips' ear.
"I do?!" he questioned with exhilaration, followed by a chuckle.
"I mean my C... A... T."
"Teeeeeea?!" Snips exclaimed.
The hare Snails sliced a teacup in half with a sharp knife. "Just half a cup if you don't mind," he said and Snips poured the tea into the hare Snails' half-cut teacup, with the tea retaining the force of gravity instead of spilling.
"Come come, my dear," Snips said to Sweetie Belle as he emptied the cup of tea into the teapot and then he threw the teacup away. "Don't you care for tea?" he asked and he poured tea out from the teapot into his mouth.
"Why yes, I'm very FOND of tea," Sweetie Belle said. "But-"
"If you don't care for tea, you could have at least make polite conversation," said the hare Snails and he took a sip from the half-cut cup of tea.
"Well I've been trying to ask you-" said Sweetie Belle.
The hare Snails pounds the table with a mallet. "I have an excellent idea: let's change the subject," he said and he whacked Snips on the head with the mallet, with his hat driven down to his chin and then the top part of his hat popped open.
"Why, is a raven, like a writing desk?" Snips asked through his hat, with the top part flapping as if it is talking.
"Riddles?" Sweetie Belle questioned. "Let me see now... Why...is a raven...like a writing desk?"
"I beg your pardon?" Snips queried.
"Why is a raven like a writing desk?" Sweetie Belle repeated.
"Why is a what?!" Snips exclaimed flabbergastedly.
"Careful! She's start raven mad!" said the hare Snails as he clinged onto the back of Snips' head, trembling with fear.
"But—but it's YOUR silly riddle," Sweetie Belle vexedly said. "You just said-!"
"Steady, don't get excited!" said Snips as he backed up fearfully while using a chair to protect himself, just like what a lion tamer would do.
"How about a nice cup of tea?" the hare Snails asked as he popped out from the top of Snips' hat, holding out said cup of tea on a saucer.
Sweetie Belle slammed her hand down on the table in an angry manner. "Have a cup of tea indeed!" she said with irony. "Well I'm sorry, but I just haven't the time!"
Sweetie Belle storms off.
"THE TIME! THE TIME! WHO'S GOT THE TIME!" the hare Snails shouted.
"No no no no, no time, no time, no time!" said Angel Bunny as he entered through the gate. "Hello, goodbye! I'm late, I'm late!"
"The white rabbit!" Sweetie Belle happily said.
"Oh I'm so late! I'm so very, very late!" Angel Bunny said until Snips grabbed the pocket watch from him.
"Well no wonder you're late," Snips said and he held the watch up to his ear and he rattles it. "Why, this clock is exactly two days slow."
"Two days slow?" Angel Bunny questioned with confusion.
"'Course you're late," said Snips and he dipped the watch into the tea inside the teapot, chuckling. "My goodness."
Snips slams the watch on the table which opened, revealing its mechanisms. "We'll have to look into this," he said and he jams a salt shaker into his right eye like a loupe magnifier and he looks into the watch, with the salt seeping onto the watch's system.
"Ah-haaaah! I see what's wrong with it," Snips said and he uses a fork to detach the watch's mechanical parts. "Why this watch is full of wheels."
"Oh my poor watch!" Angel Bunny exclaimed with fear as the watch's mechanics fly apart. "Oh my wheels... and springs!"
One of the watch's springs lodged onto Angel Bunny's nose and he pulled it off.
"But-but-but-but-but...but-but!" Angel Bunny uttered.
"Butter, of course, it needs some butter!" said Snips. "Butterrrrrrr!"
"Butterrrrr!" the hare Snails shouted into Angel Bunny's ear.
"Bu-bu-butter?" Angel Bunny questioned and he picked up the butter that's on a dish.
"Butter, oh thank you, butter," Snips said as he grabbed the butter from Angel Bunny and he used the knife to spread it inside the watch. "That's fine."
"Oh no no! No no no, you'll get crumbs in it!" Angel Bunny exclaimed with agitation.
"Oh, this is the very best butter," said Snips and he whaps the butter in Angel Bunny's face. "What are you talking about?"
"Tea?" asked the hare Snails as he balanced the teapot on his forefinger.
"Tea?!" Snips exclaimed and he grabbed the teapot from the hare Snails and he poured it into the watch. "Oh I never thought of tea, of course."
"No! No! Not tea!" Angel Bunny exclaimed and just when he was about to run to Snips, the hare Snails stops him with his foot.
"Sugar?" the hare Snails asked Snips while holding the bowl of sugar.
"Sugar?! Two spoons," he said and he grabbed the two spoons from the hare Snails who holding them to him. "Two spoons, thank you, yes!"
Snips forcefully drives the two spoons inside the watch, damaging its system.
"Please, be careful!" Angel Bunny panicked.
"Jam?" said the hare Snails as he hands the jam jar to Angel Bunny.
"Jam. I forgot all about jam," Snips said as he grabbed the jam from Angel Bunny and emptying it into the watch and then he spreads it with the knife.
"Mustard?!" asked the hare Snails, with the mustard jar balancing on the toe of his shoe.
"Mustard, yes!" Snips said as he grabbed the mustard jar from the hare Snails. "Mustard?!" he exclaimed incredulously and he tossed the mustard aside. "Don't let's be silly."
Snips grabbed a slice of lemon. "Lemon, that's different," he said as he squeezed the juice into the watch and then he closes the watch. "That should do it."
Snips carves the excess jam around the watch with the knife.
The watch began to ring and then it suddenly starts to go berserk.
"Look at that!" exclaimed Snips.
"It's gone mad!" cried the hare Snails.
"Oh my goodness!" cried Sweetie Belle.
"Oh dear!" cried Angel Bunny.
The watch endures going out of control as it bounced around ringing like crazy.
"There's only one way to stop a mad watch!" said the hare Snails as he raised the mallet and smashed the watch with it, which resulted a dying noise as a long, silver, spindly object inside the watch whirls around to a stop.
"Two days slow, that's what it is," said Snips as he moved the shattered watch aside.
"Oh, my watch," Angel Bunny sadly said as he mourned over his sabotaged watch, shedding tears.
"It was?!" Snips questioned with exhilaration.
"And it was an unbirthday present, too."
"Well in that case..." said the hare Snails and he and Snips grabbed Angel Bunny by the arms.
(Snips/Hare Snails) A very merry unbirthday...tooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOO you!
Snips and the hare Snails swung Angel Bunny out of the yard into the woods.
"Mr. Rabbit!" Sweetie Belle called out to Angel Bunny as she waved her hand, running up to the gate. "Oh Mr. Rabbit!"
Sweetie Belle exits through the gate. "Now where did he go to?" she asked herself, looking to where Angel Bunny had gone.
Sweetie Belle looked back at Snips and the hare Snails beyond the gate, who are resuming celebrating their so-called "unbirthday party"; singing and moving their bodies to the teapots' whistling music.
"Silly nonsense," Sweetie Belle muttered displeasingly. "This is the stupidest tea party I ever been to in all my life."
Sweetie Belle presses on back through the woods.