The Little Rascals Save the Day Page #2

and we are

the International Silver String Submarine Band.

Huh?

The what?

That's our band name?

Since when?

Since I just thought

it up a second ago.

Makes us sound important.

Okay.

I agree.

Okay, I like it.

And a one and

a two and a three.

Hello, Mrs. Larson.

Hi.

You're early today.

Here you go.

On the house, as usual.

- What is that noise?

- That's the kids' band.

Oh...

Well, tell them to

keep practicing.

Oh, and you got a certified letter here

from the bank.

Oh.

Sign here.

- Here you go.

- Thanks.

Thank you!

You're welcome.

They'll get better.

I hope so.

Oh. Oh.

Hold it.

Hold it. Why'd you stop?

We were just getting to the best part,

where I sing.

We're supposed to be playing,

I Got You, Babe.

It sounds more like,

I Got a Headache, Babe.

What's wrong with everybody?

We're doing

the best we can, Spank.

You know, he's right.

Our music lacks

a certain je ne sais quoi.

Like what?

Like a girl singer.

That would complete our sound.

And I know

the perfect girl.

Let me guess, Darla.

Not again.

Great minds think alike.

You've heard her sing in class before.

She's really good.

No girls allowed

in the gang.

But Mary Ann's in the gang.

And she's a girl.

I meant a real girl.

I am a real girl.

Okay. Okay.

You're a real girl.

Kids? Kids.

What is it, Grandma?

Would you all watch

the bakery for me?

Something urgent came up

and I've gotta go to the bank.

What's wrong, Grandma?

Everything's fine.

You just watch the shop

and I'll be back soon.

Don't worry, Grandma.

I got everything under control.

No problem.

Hello?

Anybody here?

Hi! Yes, ma'am.

How may we help you?

Is there somebody else working here today

who's a little older?

Don't be fooled.

We're older than we look.

Why, I'm nearly nine.

And our combined ages equal over 45.

Mmm-hmm.

And if you count,

Petey, it's 103 in dog years.

So, what can me

and my staff do you for today?

I need a large

birthday cake by 5:00.

Don't worry. Our expert

bakers can have it ready for you in time.

What kind of cake do you want?

Red velvet.

You want a cake made out of velvet?

Yuck!

Yes, red velvet.

Okey-dokey.

It'll be ready by 5:00.

5:
00 sharp.

Okay. Thanks!

5:
00? But Grandma

won't be back in time.

That's why we're going

to make it ourselves.

But what do you know

about making cakes?

How hard can it be?

I've been eating 'em my whole life.

First off, a little vanilla.

And flour.

Don't forget the sugar.

More. More.

Just a little more.

Perfect.

Isn't this gonna be

a little too sweet?

No such thing as

too sweet when you're talking about cakes.

Don't forget the eggs.

Had to go out to the garage to find it,

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