The Little Rascals Save the Day Page #3

but I got the oil.

Hey. As long as it says oil,

it'll do the trick.

- What's that?

- Yeast.

It's something my mom

always puts in cakes.

It makes the cake grow big.

Well, this woman wanted a big cake.

So let's put it all in.

Got the main ingredient.

Our red velvet cakes are made with

100% pure red velvet.

And how!

Mmm-mmm-mmm.

Mmm.

I sure could go for one of those

delicious-looking cupcakes.

But Spanky says we can't eat

the merchandise.

We're not gonna eat them,

we're just gonna test them out to make sure

they're still good.

Well, this one's good.

This one, too.

Better test the rest.

Good idea.

This is gonna be

some cake.

Yeah.

Well,

I've reviewed your paperwork, Mrs. Larson,

and I'm very sorry,

but you owe this bank $10,000,

and it is past due.

You must pay it back

or we will be forced to take away your bakery.

Oh. Would you like to

try one of my chocolate chip cookies?

Ooh.

No. No, I'm trying

to watch my calories.

Now, about the loan.

Well, I don't think

one would hurt.

I mean,

they're from my bakery,

and you would just be

doing due diligence.

I'm sorry about not

paying back the money,

but if you could

just give me a little bit more time.

Mmm...

Oh, my gosh.

That's the best chocolate chip cookie

I've ever had.

It's got just the right

crunchy to chewy ratio.

I'm glad you like them.

This isn't a cookie.

It's nirvana.

It's bliss.

It's a warm puppy.

It's sleeping late

on a summer morning,

or walking barefoot

on the beach at sunset.

If this cookie were a woman,

I would ask it to marry me.

You see?

With a cookie like this,

business is just

bound to pick up.

And I'm sure I could pay back the $10,000

in two months.

Would you like another one?

Yes. What? No.

Look, I'm sorry, Mrs. Larson,

but you've already had three extensions.

My hands are tied.

You simply must pay back the $10,000

by the end of the month.

But that's only

two weeks away.

Maybe it's time you retired.

Oh.

Yes, sell the bakery.

Do what makes you happy.

I'm happiest

when I'm baking.

Well...

Do you mind?

They're just so good.

Our work here is done.

What shall we

have for dessert?

Hmm? More!

I can't wait to see the expression

on Grandma's face

when she sees

how we made a cake on our own.

I don't like

the sound of that.

Me neither.

Is it supposed

to be doing that?

What was that?

Sounds like

a moose trying to sing.

Maybe it's Alfalfa.

Come on,

let's go check it out.

Take cover!

Kids?

I think we used

a teeny bit too much yeast!

You think?

What do we do?

Don't worry. I'll just

take some air out of it.

Uh-oh.

Kids?

Oh. Are you all right?

Oh, my goodness.

What happened?

Guess that means

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