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[Lucita reading]
[Tater] A little of this.
A little of that.
And... [blows]
This... [sing-song] is my final form.
It's perfect. It's classic.
It's... just like everything else
I've drawn this week.
Argh!
Maybe I just need a break to
get back to my usual genius self.
And I know exactly where to go.
Attention all primos.
I'm taking a me day.
Ooh, me day.
- Are you going to the spa?
- We'll grab our robes.
[Sighs] Tere, Tabi, Toni.
This is far better than a spa.
I'm going...
[All gasping]
To the library!
- [T-Sisters] Oh!
- Argh!
- I am surrounded by philistines.
- [Lucita] Tater.
Can I come with you?
Of course.
Grab your library card.
Uh, what's a library card?
[Gasps] You don't even
have a library card?
This cannot stand!
To my helper vest!
[♪ Triumphant music playing]
Let's go to the library!
[Metal button dings]
- [licks]
- [♪ Triumphant music plays and stops]
[door opens]
Here we are.
Literary heaven.
[Sneezes]
Heaven's pretty dusty.
Oh, ye of little faith.
You haven't seen
the children's section!
[♪ Pleasant music playing]
Hark! She has returned!
- Oh, Tater.
- Oh, joyous day!
Yipee!
We're great fans of your work.
You worked here, Tater?
More like miracle worked here.
This place was a mess.
And now...
[♪ Pleasant music playing]
How'd you do it?
I'm glad you asked.
Once upon a time...
♪ I came to your land
of literature ♪
♪ Dismayed at what I did see ♪
♪ It was dusty and dark
with a musty odor ♪
♪ Like gym sock
forgotten for a week ♪
♪ I knew right then
what my quest would be ♪
♪ And I knew
that it had to be me ♪
♪ This magical land
only I could foretell ♪
♪ Just in need
of the old elbow grease ♪
♪ It's the Legend of Tater ♪
♪ If you read here,
you've heard about me ♪
♪ I'm the reading nook savior ♪
♪ Defending each
child's right to read ♪
♪ Singing
li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li ♪
♪ Li-li-li-li-library ♪
♪ Singing
li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li-li ♪
♪ If you read here,
you've heard about me ♪
[Kids cheer]
[clicks tongue] Oh.
You all are too much.
[Chuckles]
- Hey, Tater. What's over here?
- No!
- That's the teen section.
- [Wind blowing and wolves howling]
We don't go down there.
But you love teen books.
Well, I do.
But teens themselves.
[Shudders]
That's a whole another banana.
Tater, are you maligning
the teen section again?
[Gasps] Ms. Mahoney.
[Laughs] You might hate teens
more than I hate reshelving the returns.
[Flies buzzing]
It's for the books, lady!
Anyway, greetings and salutations
my good page knight.
Hath thou conquered
many books in your absence?
Ohhh, I hath. Eight, just this month.
Slow down. Impressive, as always.
[Laughs shyly]
Now, who is this little cutie?
This is my cousin, Lucita.
Lucita, this is Ms. Mahoney.
Head librarian. Protector of the pages.
Keep it on the lanyards.
And the first and best of her name.
Er, Lucita's a big reader.
Apple doesn't fall too far
from the tree. [chuckles]
Tell her how many books
you read this month.
Fifteen.
[Gasps] Amazing.
Huh. Tater's got competition.
They were picture books,
so, you know, short. [laughs]
Oh! [gasps]
[mouthing]
You know ASL, too?
Yes! My sister is deaf.
It's nice to have
someone to sign with!
Is that ASL?
I can spell my name.
This is a T, right?
Sorry, Tater. You have
a very cool cousin here.
Lucita's the biggest little
book worm I've ever met.
Maybe I should
call you Bookita instead.
[Shudders] Ms. Mahoney
gave her a nickname
and it doesn't even
make any sense.
[Roaring]
[screaming]
[roaring]
Red Bookita,
I will not be usurped by a three-year-old.
[Shouting]
Mess. I'll shelve them
correctly for Ms. Mahoney.
Can I help too?
The Dewey Decimal System
might be beyond you,
but sure, just make a pile
and I'll get to it later.
- Huh?
- Look, Tater. I helped.
The books aren't
in the proper order.
- Ms. Mahoney's gonna--
- Love it.
Lucita, you must be
an incredible artist, too.
[Grunts angrily]
Well, no one can trump my dramatic
reading skills. [clears throat]
"Mindy moose muttered,
'Mama made my maple muffins.
Mmm-mmm-mmm.'"
"And so the Rainbow Unicorn,
realizing her power,
took to the skies
and thus, to her destiny."
[snaping fingers]
Huh?
Wait. Don't your find
my reading a-moose-ing?
Puns are the lowest form of wit.
Yeah and Lucita doesn't
treat us like we're babies.
Okay, but you're a literal baby.
What gives?
[Lightning strike]
[♪ Ominous organ playing]
[heart beating, shattering]
[groans]
Lucita's usurping my place!
Ms. Mahoney's gonna like her
more than me. [sighs wearily]
That's it. Ms. Mahoney hates
reshelving the returns.
If I do it for her,
she'll like me best again.
She has to.
Whoa! [shudders]
- [shouting]
- [crashing and thudding]
[groaning]
[nervously] I can fix this.
Oh, no, no, Tater. It's too dangerous
for you to move these shelves.
Why don't you work
in the teen section?
You're banishing me.
I'm banish-ed?
No, no, no. Not at all.
I just think that the teen section
could use some of this energy.
- [Howling]
- No. No. No!
- [Wind blowing]
- [door slams]
[Ms. Mahoney] And that vest
doesn't look very comfortable.
How about I get something
that fits you better?
[Sad guitar stumming]
[Ms. Mahoney] Lucita,
this is more your size.
[♪ Dramatic music playing]
Exiled in disgrace.
[Wind blowing]
Betrayed and replaced
by the apprentice I sought to uplift.
And now,
my watch begins. [sniffles]
- [Tater sobs and cries]
- [electrical buzzing]
- [Tater cries]
- [AC blowing]
[growls]
Pull yourself together, Tater.
[Shrieks]
Do you, uh, need any help?
No one's ever gonna go out with me.
I'm gonna die alone.
I mean help with books.
- [Crying hysterically]
- [hissing]
No one's here to read.
Poor Teen Lit books.
Taken for granted
in this cruel, cruel world.
Wow. What a weirdo.
[Moans]
[moaning and kissing]
Ugh. And I'm the weirdo?
Yeah, weirdo.
[Moaning]
[sighs wearily]
[Lucita] Are you mad at Tater?
Of course not.
So why did you send her
to the teen section?
She doesn't like it there.
I thought the teens could use
some of her magic Tater touch.
I've never seen anyone
care about books as much as she does.
That's true. Tater made reading fun
from me and my primos again.
That's why I love,
love, love her.
Ms. Mahoney and Lucita still like me?
[Gasps] I wasn't banish-ed.
I was given a quest!
And I won't let them down.
Or my name isn't Tater!
T-A-- Ow! Finger cramp.
I'll ask Lucita
to teach me that later.
Hey! We're dueling here.
Attention all teens!
- [All] Huh?
- [Kissing] Huh?
Gather around everyone, gather around.
Are you looking for love
in all the wrong places?
[Crying] Jessica!
Feeling like no one understands
what it's like to be misunderstood?
You just don't get it.
No one does.
Well, lucky for you, I'm here.
Welcome to Tater Takes.
I've got the perfect
book pairing for every--
Whoa! What's your poison?
Someone called me a typical Capricorn.
Is that a bad thing?
One astrology book, coming up.
This is going to become
my whole personality.
[Indistinct chatter]
Tell me how
to fix my love life.
If you wish to woo a paramour,
poetry can help you get in touch
with your feels.
Feels? Yeah, I have
so many of those.
Keats is back on the menu, boys.
Oh, John Keats.
[Gasps] How is she
so good at this?
If you like this, then check out
my blind book date section.
Mystery is the spice of life, baby.
- [Indistinct shouting]
- Are there any kissing books?
- [Gasps]
- Wow!
[Camera shutter clicks]
What if I love pride,
but like hate prejudice?
[Gasps] Tater.
This place looks incredible.
You tamed the teens, Tater.
I knew you can do it.
Oh, thanks. [chuckles]
And I'm sorry I was
such a handful earlier.
I hope this makes up for it?
Ah, you were just trying to help.
And Tater, I'm so proud of you.
In fact, it's time to level you up
from helper vest to a lanyard.
[♪ Triumphant music playing]
[crying hysterically]
My own lanyard?
This is like a medal of honor.
Thanks, Ms. Mahoney.
Hey, it looks
good on you, Lucita.
[Giggles] I wanna make a difference.
Just like you did.
Oh, you're gonna
forge your own path.
A hero in your own name.
- Bookita.
- [Laughs]
- Mmm-hmm.
- [Kissing]
[moaning and kissing]
Egads!
We must protect that poor book.
- Are you with me, primo?
- At once, my liege.
[Both] Charge!