Sweetie Belle came across another cottage in the inner area of the woods with a hedge wall surrounding it; along with the sound of music being heard.
"How very curious," Sweetie Belle 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
(Snails Hare) A very merry unbirthday
(Snips/Snails Hare) 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 the opening of some teapot handles.
(Snails Hare) AAAAAAAAAAAA very merry unbirthday to me
(Snips) To who?
(Snails Hare) To me
(Snips) Oh you!
(Snails Hare) A very merry unbirthday to you
(Snips) Who me?
(Snails Hare) Yes you
(Snips) Oh me!
(Snails Hare) Let's all congratulate us with another cup of tea
A very merry unbirthdaaaay
(The Snails hare pulled out a dormouse, resembling Pipsqueak—in formal clothing—from the teapot.)
To—aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah yooooooooou!
Once Snips and the Snails hare's singing had ended, Sweetie Belle, who is sitting in the large chair, applauded, which got Snips and the Snails hare's attention and they ran towards her.
"No room! No room! No room! No room! No ROOM!" Snips and the Snails hare shouted.
"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 Snails hare.
"I'll say it's rude," said Snips. "It's very, VERY rude indeed."
"Very, very, very rude indeed," said the Pipsqueak dormouse sleepily as he slowly 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 Snails hare zipped up to Sweetie Belle, sitting on the armrest of the chair. "You enjoyed OUR singing?" he questioned.
"Oh, what a delightful child!" Snips cheerfully said and he unintentionally 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 Snails hare 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 Snails hare offers Sweetie Belle the tea but then he swipes it away from her. "Birthday?!" he 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 Snails hare. "Now, thirty days have Sept- No. Well..."
The Snails hare thinks for a moment, scratching his head with his right ear. "An unbirthday—if you...have a birthday, then...you..."
The Snails hare 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 clears his voice using a teapot that disperses vocal spray.
"I shall elucidate," Snips said.
The teapots began whistling a tune as the hare Snails conducts them using a spoon like a conductor's baton.
(Snips) Now statistics prove
Prove that you've oooooone birthday
(Snails Hare) Imagine, just one birthday every year!
(Snips) Ahhhh, but there are three hundred and sixty-four UUUN-birthdays
(Snails Hare) Precisely why we're gathered here to cheer!
"Why then, today is MY unbirthday too," said Sweetie Belle.
"It is?!" the Snails hare questioned with radiance.
"What a small world this is," said Snips.
"In THAT case..." said the Snails hare and he sprang out of his chair going over to Sweetie Belle. He and Snips encircle Sweetie Belle grasping onto each other's hands and they pranced around her.
(Snails Hare) AAAAAA very merry unbirthday
(Sweetie Belle) To me?
(Snips takes off his hat, revealing a 4-layer birthday cake on his head with a litted candle.)
(Snips) To you
(Snails Hare) 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 up into the air.
(Snips/Snails Hare) A very merry unbirthdaaay to yoooooou
The cake explodes and then the Pipsqueak dormouse, with an umbrella hooked onto him, floated down from the air, reciting a poem.
"Twinkle, twinkle, little bat... How I wonder what you're at. Up above the world you fly... Like a tea tray in the sky."
The Pipsqueak dormouse 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," Snips said to Sweetie Belle 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.
"Oh, yes," Sweetie Belle said and she took the cup of tea that was given to her by the Snails hare. "I'm looking for a-"
"Clean cup! Clean cup! Move down!" 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 Snails hare 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 Snails hare as he grabbed the spoutless teapot from Sweetie Belle and cracked it like an egg and the tea seeped right into the teacup.
"Yes!" said Snips and he dumped the entire sugar from the bowl over Sweetie Belle's cup of tea, enveloping it. "You can always take more than nothing."
"But I only meant-"
Sweetie Belle begins to take a sip of her tea when she noticed the mass amount of sugar in her cup pressing up against her upper lip, giving her a moustache-like mess; much to her surprise.
"And now, my dear..." Snips said to Sweetie Belle while pouring tea into a teacup that's stacked on top of other teacups and then he tossed the teapot away. "Something seems to be troubling you."
Snips grabbed the cup of tea from the bottom stack and dranked it. "Won't you tell us all about it?" he asked.
"Start at the beginning," said the Snails hare.
"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, panting vehemently thinking Sweetie Belle is referring to a woman.
"Why, Opal is my cat," Sweetie Belle said. "You see-"
"Cat?! CAT!" cried the Pipsqueak dormouse 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 Snails hare went after the Pipsqueak dormouse and they seized him, holding him down.
"Get the jam! Put it on his nose!" cried the Snails hare.
Without hesitation, Sweetie Belle grabbed the jar of jam nearby and she took it over to the Pipsqueak dormouse, who is halfway inside the teapot being quelled by Snips and the Snails hare 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 peevishly said.
"See all the trouble you started?!" the Snails hare 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 outpour.
"Really, I didn't think that-"
"Ahhh, but that's the point!" said the Snails hare. "If you don't think, then you shouldn't talk!"
"Clean cup! Clean cup!" Snips cried. "Move down, move down, move down!"
"But I still haven't used-!"
The Snails hare shove Sweetie Belle as the three move down to the opposite end of the table. "Move down, move down, move down, move doooooown!" he sang and the three sat down in the chairs.
"And now, my dear, as you was saying...?" Snips asked 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," said Sweetie Belle.
"Teeeeeea?!" Snips exclaimed.
The Snails hare 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 Snails hare's 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 Snails hare and he took a sip from the half-cut cup of tea.
"Well I've been trying to ask you-" said Sweetie Belle.
The Snails hare pounds the table with a mallet. "I have an excellent idea: let's change the subject," he said and then 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 flabbergastingly.
"Careful! She's start raven mad!" said the Snails hare as he clinged onto the back of Snips' head, trembling with fear.
"But—but it's YOUR silly riddle," Sweetie Belle claimed with vexation. "You just said-!"
"Steady, don't get excited!" said Snips as he backed up fearfully while using a chair to protect himself like a lion tamer.
"How about a nice cup of tea?" the Snails hare 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 scorned. "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 Snails hare 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 then 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 lodged a salt shaker into his right eye like a loupe magnifier and he looks into the watch, with the salt seeping into the watch's system.
"Ah-haaaah! I see what's wrong with it," Snips said and he used 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!" he called out.
"BUTTERRRRR!" the Snails hare shouted into Angel Bunny's right 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 whapped the butter in Angel Bunny's face.
"Tea?" asked the Snails hare as he balanced the teapot on his forefinger.
"Tea?!" Snips exclaimed and he grabbed the teapot from the Snails hare 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 Snails hare stops him with his foot.
"Sugar?" the Snails hare asked Snips while holding the bowl of sugar.
"Sugar?! Two spoons," he said and he grabbed the two spoons from the hare Snails, who was handing 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 Snails hare 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 he empties it into the watch. Then he spreads the jam with the knife.
"Mustard?!" asked the Snails hare, balancing the mustard jar 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 from the lemon into the watch and then he closed the watch's cover. "That should do it."
Snips carves the excess jam around the watch with the knife. Suddenly, the watch began to ring and then it starts to go berserk.
"Look at that!" exclaimed Snips.
"It's gone mad!" cried the Snails hare.
"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.
"Mad watch! Mad watch! MAD WATCH!" exclaimed the Snails hare.
"Oh my goodness!" cried Snips.
"There's only one way to stop a mad watch!" said the Snails hare as he raised the mallet and smashed the watch with it; resulting a dying noise as one of the watch's parts—a long, spindly, silver object—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," said Angel Bunny as he mourned over his sabotaged watch, shedding tears.
"It was?!" Snips questioned with exhilaration.
"And it was an unbirthday present, too," Angel Bunny said.
"Well in that case..." said the Snails hare and he and Snips grabbed Angel Bunny by the arms.
(Snips/Snails Hare) A very merry unbirthday...tooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOO you!
Snips and the Snails hare swung Angel Bunny out of the yard into the woods and they waved at him.
"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 said, looking to where Angel Bunny had gone. She looked back at Snips and the Snails hare 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 storms off back into the woods.