Once upon a time in St. Conard of Avis St. "Little Dave, stay here and don't go outside because I have to go work." "Okay," Mom. My adopted tiny son Dave Seville sat on the lavender couch in the living room. 

Scene watching... "I am boring now. That's a new neighbor outside? I will open the mini front door and meet that." My adopted tiny son Dave Seville noticed at the window. 

At the Mallard residents... "Phew! It's hopeless." "Hello, what you doing with your exercise jump rope?" My adopted tiny son Dave Seville came here. "I just exerising to attempt lose weight immediately. My name is Drake Mallard of Gosylan's adopted father." His new neighbor Drake Mallard stopped to exercise his jump rope. "I am Dave Seville of Dionne's adopted tiny son from across of her house, Mr. Mallard. Huh?" "Hi Drakey, you are so chubby." His reunion bully Ned rides in the red Ferrari car. "Stop laughing at me," Ned! "Too bad. See you at reunion class high school. Bye, " Drakey! "Are you okay," Mr. Mallard? My adopted tiny son Dave Seville concerned at his new neighbor Drake Mallard look so upset now. "Yeah. It's my bullying Ned when I was teenage in high school that Ned tricked and mocked me that's why I'm so obesity," Little Dave. "Don't worry. I help you to lose weight immediately. Meet me at the fitness gym," Mr. Mallard. He pats his back. 

Meanwhile afternoon in the fitness gym of St. Conard... "Grunting! I can't do it," Little Dave. His new neighbor Drake Mallard lifted the heavy weight dumbbell up recently. "You can do that," Mr. Mallard. My adopted tiny son Dave Seville trained him. "Grunting! Oh! I did it!" He lifted it up recently. "All right. Hop on the trampoline." "Okay. Huh? I think I am too heavy that I can't jump on it," little Dave. His new neighbor Drake Mallard gets on the trampoline jumping. "Sighs. Go on the walking machine," Mr. Mallard. 

After exercising... "It's hopeless. I'm still gaining three hundred lbs oz on the BMI scale," Little Dave. "Hmm... I have a great idea," Mr. Mallard. My adopted tiny son Dave Seville has brilliant idea. 

Tonight in high reunion class school... "I am nervous to go in," Little Dave. His new neighbor Drake Mallard wear his black coat with white shirt that my adopted tiny son Dave Seville puts a slim waistline belt on him. "You can be fine. Go in," Mr. Mallard. He pushed him enter the front doors. 

In the gymnasium... "Look at Drakey Mallrard here," folks. His bullying reunion Ned pointed out that. "Oh?" They're surprised at him. "Hi, that's nice meeting you." He waved says hi to his reunion classmates. "Drakey, you look so skinny?" "Yeah. I was exercise so hard to lose weight immediately," Ned. "Wanna a frosted vanilla cake?" He curious to ask him. "Yummy! Hold on. I can't eat this. I am on a diet." "I will feed you," Drakey! His bullying reunion Ned devious smiled at him. "No! Chewing and swallow! OH, wells?!" "Look at his belly," classmates! "Laughters!" His reunion classmates mocked at Dave's new neighbor Drake Mallrard. "Stop laughing at me!" 

Peeking in the plastic can on the table cloth... "Poor Mr. Mallrard. I will talk to that." My adopted tiny son Dave Seville peeked in it. 

Finally at the gymnasium... "You are wearing a stupid slim waistline on your belly," Drakey. His bullying reunion Ned sarcastic laughed at him. "Oh. Huh?" "Leave my poor neighbor Mr. Mallrard alone," Mr. Ned! My adopted tiny son Dave Seville came here. "Who are you," brat!? He exclamation expressed. "I am Dave Seville of his new friend and Dionne's adopted tiny son. You will forgive him or I wedige your pants!?" His high-pitch voiced. "Okay. I'm apologizing for mocking and hurting your feelings," Drakey. He chuckled and forgave to him. "It's okay. I accepted your apologize, Ned. Little Dave, let's go now? "Absolutely! You're a special person and big heart," Mr. Mallard. My adopted tiny son Dave Seville replied. "Thank you. Here's your mother Dionne's slim waistline belt that I don't need it," little Dave. "I take it. Winking eye!" 

 Episode one pilot in ST. Conard of Avis St. "I get it now," Little Dave. His adopted normal-size mom Dionne Allen heard someone rings the doorbell. "I just playing on my video game of Captain W DVD," Mom. My adopted tiny son Dave Seville is on the lavender couch in the living room. 

At the pink front door... "Hello Ms. Dionne, is your tiny son little Dave here." His new neighbor Drake Mallrard is standing on the doorstep with his adopted brat daughter Gosylan Mallard. "Yes. He is on the lavender couch," Mr. Mallard. I replied. 

Scene in the living room... "Yay! I beat walrus is knocked out." My adopted tiny son Dave Seville played on his video game of Captain W. "Excuse me," little Dave. His new neighbor Drake Mallard came here. "Hello Mr. Mallard. Is your daughter here with you?" He mannered. "Of course! This my adopted daughter Gosylan Mallard." "Hi Gosylan Mallard, I am Dave Seville of Dionne's adopted tiny son." He greeted. "Dad, you hire your new friend little Mr. Seville to babysit me!? She puzzled to her adopted father Drake Mallard. "Of course! Be good and listen to your new babysitter little Dave says," Gosylan. "Oh, man!" "Little Dave, don't touch my trophy bowling ball while I have to go with Mr. Mallard?" His adopted normal-size mom Dionne Allen said. "Of course! No problem," Mom. He obeyed. 

Meanwhile on the lavender couch in the living room at my pink house of Avis St. "Wanna play some monopoly game with me," Gosylan Mallard? My adopted tiny son Dave Seville asked her. "No. I'm boring of this. I have to play my hockey disc," little Mr. Seville. "Hold on. You can't play it in my house because my adopted normal-size mom Dionne's rule says so." His high-pitched voiced. "Don't worry about it. I have to swing it now." She set up her hockey disc on the flooring green rug carpet. "Oh no! You break my adopted normal-size mom Dionne's trophy bowling ball," Gosylan Mallard! My adopted tiny son Dave Seville gasped and noticed that. "If she finds out then we are in big trouble," little Mr. Seville!? Drake's adopted daughter Gosylan Mallard seems anixtey. "Maybe we glue them together before my adopted normal-size mom Dionne comes back soon. 

Returns back from the movie... "Remember we act normal that my adopted normal-size mom Dionne didn't know what's happening to this," Gosylan Mallard? My adopted tiny son Dave Seville finished to repair her trophy bowling ball back together. "Definitely! Huh? We better sit down on the couch and watch this," Little Mr. Seville. She whispered to him recently. "I am back," Little Dave. His adopted normal-size CGI animated remake mom African American mute mom opened the front green door and came here with Gosylan's adopted father Drake Mallard from the movie theater. "How was at the movie theater," Mom? My adopted tiny son Dave Seville sat down on the lavender couch and babysat Gosylan. "Great! It's inspirational romance movie. I check on my bowling trophy ball now." "Thank you for babysitting my adopted daughter Gosylan. Here's twenty dollars," little Dave. "I take this. Bye," Mr. Mallard. He picked them from his new neighbor Drake Mallard went with Gosylan headed to home recently. "Little Dave! Come take look at this." "Uh-oh? I explain you a funny story," Mom. My adopted tiny son Dave Seville nervous laughter at his adopted normal-size foster mom Dionne Allen held her trophy bowling ball seem ruined and glued together. 

Perhaps in the dining room at Mallards residents... "Oh, wells? I get it now. Hello Ms. Dionne! What you want to talk about?" His new neighbor Drake Mallard picked the black phone is ringing recently. "My adopted tiny son Dave told that your daughter Gosylan break my trophy bowling ball when she plays her hockey disc hit it," Mr. Mallard. I called him by my pink phone. "What!? Sighs. Gosylan! Tell me why you break her trophy bowling ball?" He gasped and yelled her name. "It just little accidentally," Dad. His adopted brat CGI animated remake daughter Gosylan Mallard chuckled laughter at her adopted father Drake Mallard seems disappointed now. "No excuse! Come with me and go over her's house," Gosylan. 

The next day morning outside of backyard at my house... "I am sorry cause your troubles," Gosylan. My adopted tiny son Dave Seville sat down on the porch bench. "Your human mom Ms. Dionne gives me a chores of raking lot leaves because I explained it to her last night," Little Mr. Seville. "I know. Winking eye!"