So, after all that happened with Otis, he did, in fact, manage to go to sleep. Then, at roughly 6:30 in the morning, he got up, got dressed, and then waited roughly 2 hours for Olympia to get up. "Man, I had the weirdest dream last night," said Olympia.
"I don't… dream," said Otis.
"What?" asked Olympia, "How can you not dream? I always thought that was one of the rules of being a person."
"Yeah, I just never have. It's really quite strange. Oh hey, there's Oona and Oscar!" said Otis.
"Hey guys!" said Oscar, as he and Oona popped up from… underneath the screen border, "We were up all night, doing research."
Oona coughed.
"Well… she was up all night," said Oscar, "I actually dozed off at around 10."
"Anyhoo, do you guys have any breakfast?" said Oona, "I'm starving."
"Yeah, we do," said Otis, "They've got some toast on in there."
"Let's go!" said Oona.
"Hey!" said Olympia, "That's Olive's line!"
"Sorry," said Oona, "We will now eat the food!"
"Much better," said Olympia. They then proceeded to go inside, and sit around the table. They then got some plates, filled some glasses with some freshly squeezed orange juice, and then proceeded to talk about what had they had found. Oona began:
"According to my research," she said, producing a stack of books roughly the size of her torso, "time travel gadgets won't be invented for another couple decades. However, due to the fact that it's this guy," she pointed to Oscar, who waved, "who invented the technology in the first place, if we can get to an Odd Squad lab, we can get out of here."
"Alright!" said Otis.
"There's just one problem with that," said Oona, "Olympia, do you have any idea?"
"Ah, yes!" said Olympia, "Excluding a few brief, failed attempts hundreds of years ago, the scientist branch, (and therefore labs), won't come into existence for a few years either."
"Precisely!" said Oona, "However, that's not really all that much of a problem. If we can just find these items," as she said this, she produced a list, "and access to a gift shop, we can get back to our own time."
"This toast is burnt." said Otis.
"What does that have to do with anything?" said Oona.
"Nothing. I just noticed it." said Otis.
"Anyways, I conveniently already have most of these items," said Oona, "So there's just a few more that we need to deal with. Hey Sally, could you please come down here?"
"W-why are you calling her down here?" said Otis.
"I just thought it would be helpful to get someone else to read the list. I've kind of been going on and on and on and on…" said Oona, trailing off. Then, Sally Brown arrived. "What is it?" she asked, "I was in the middle of something."
"Could you just read these?" Oona asked, showing her the list.
"Sure," said Sally, "Alright, so there's… A tumbley weed, a four-dimensional birdhouse, a sports coat, a baseball trophy, and the start of a story. What do you need all this for?"
"Don't worry about it," said Oona.
"Okay. That's my philosophy. 'Don't worry about it,'." said Sally, before she then left.
"Well, that was… interesting." said Otis, "What now?"
"Well, we start looking," said Olympia, "obviously." However, them looking will have to wait a bit.