[instrumental music]
What is that?
A birthday gift for Cyborg.
'I'm drawing him as a dog,
and me as a robot.'
Okay, and you think
he's gonna like it?
As his best friend
in the whole world
I always know exactly
what he wants.
Hey, Beast bud,
you hungry?
Watch this.
You know, I kinda
feel like having..
- Pie, perhaps?
- How'd you know?
It's my job to know.
And 'cause I love pie, too!
? When I say I want
you say pie ?
? I want
? Pie ?
? I want
? Pie ?
? When I say yummy
you say pie ?
? Yummy
? Pie ?
? Yummy
? Pie ?
? Apple rhubarb,
peach or pear ?
? Any kind
we don't care ?
? I love pie ?
? Yeah I love pie ?
? Oh we love love love
love love pie ??
[both chuckles]
Yeah, dude. Warm pie.
I need a slice.
Yup, he is gonna love my gift.
[instrumental music]
[humming]
Time to get our pie on.
You guys really like pie.
Who doesn't?
Ooh, what you got there?
[slurps]
Mmm.
Oh, wow, blueberry.
[slurping]
Uh, gross.
Relax, I just
washed my hands.
And I've lost my appetite.
The Mother Mae-Eye
makes the best pies
in all of Jump City.
[instrumental music]
I wonder what her secret is.
I hear she bakes
people into her pies.
[dramatic music]
[all laughing]
Someone's been reading
too many fairy tales.
No, I suspect the secret
ingredient is love.
Time we talked about
something really important.
This guy's birthday!
Oh, yes, I have decided
to plan Cyborg's
day of birth
festivities myself.
No offense,
Starfire, but maybe
someone else
should plan this party.
Oh, please allow me.
I promise I will learn
all of the proper Earth customs.
Well, the party can be lame.
As long as the presents aren't.
And you best believe
I know exactly
what my best friend wants.
I bet it's not that new
video game that a certain
cybernetic organism
has been dropping hints about?
Video game?
Ah, it's totally the new game.
The really expensive one.
The one you should
know I can never afford.
Yup, that's what I got you.
And that's why
you're my best friend.
[instrumental music]
[belching]
[whimpering]
And that's why
you're my best friend.
But I can't afford the game.
Then get a job, you bum.
I will get a job.
For you, Cyborg
window hallucination.
Oh, wow. Bubbles.
[giggles]
[explosion]
And that, ladies and gentlemen
of the jury
is why he is guilty
beyond a shadow of a doubt.
[whispering]
What? I'm supposed
to be defending him?
[chuckling nervously]
'Oh.'
Oh, gross!
Gross, gross, gross!
What's that squiggly thing?
You mean that's
what's inside of people?
[squeals]
(Starfire)
'After much research'
I have decided to hold
the festivities for Cyborg here.
That's actually a good choice.
Ooh! I also made
these for the party.
[cat meowing]
(Robin)
'Ah, balloon animals.'
Correct, and there
will be a game called
"Pin the tail on the donkey."
Do you think this spike will be
sufficient for tail-pinning?
Uh, yeah.
That's about right.
[braying]
Hey, you okay, Beast Boy?
Oh, man.
It's just..
I can't afford the present
that Cyborg really wants.
Friends don't care about
how much money you spend.
Just that you put
some thought into it.
[door opens]
What up, Titans?
Which reminds me.
Hey, Cyborg,
I thought I'd give you your
birthday gift a little early.
Your gift to me
is a half-drunk soda?
What? Not expensive enough
for you, fancy pants?
You know, I'd like to think
it's the thought that counts.
We cheapos need
to stick together.
[Mother Mae-Eye humming]
[instrumental music]
[vomiting]
[door opens]
[laughing]
Nice hat.
Whew. Comedy gold.
Just trying to make
a few extra bucks
for something important.
Whatever they're paying you,
it's not enough.
[laughing]
[cackling]
Oh! Oh, my goodness!
Whoo!
[rattling]
[laughing]
Oh, my!
Oh my goodness.
Anyways,
I'm just making sure
my best friend is gonna be
at my party.
Not dressed like that,
of course.
About that, uh..
- I have to work Friday.
- What?!
It's my birthday.
If I don't work, I can't..
I mean, you won't have..
Look, I just..
I can't be there.
You are making
less sense than usual.
What I'm trying to say
is that I'll be there, but..
...I'll be working.
Oh, I see.
So basically,
making a few extra bucks
is more important
than your pal.
Well, do not take
my quivering lip
as a sign of profound
disappointment.
[door closes]
[instrumental music]
[horn blowing]
[dog barking]
Duck, duck, goose!
[screaming]
Stop!
- Did I get that right?
- That's how I played.
[clinking]
I just wanted to thank you
all for coming.
And you know, taking
time off from your jobs.
[glass shatters]
Oops.
Speaking of jobs.
Guess someone is gonna
have to pick that up.
Man! I am so clumsy today.
Oh, cleaning crew!
I guess my so-called best friend
will have to come over and..
How dumb can you be?!
I'm only working here so I can
buy you an expensive present!
[splats]
I never told you
to get a stupid job!
Well, my hallucination of you
in the store window did.
And the real you
made fun of my pie suit.
[gun cocks]
[firing pies]
[roaring]
[splattering]
- Think we should stop them?
- Nah.
This is the first time
I've ever actually
enjoyed a birthday party.
Oh, wonderful!
Then the celebration
is a great success.
[humming]
Uh. I don't think we need
any more pies, granny.
[eerie music]
[Mother Mae-Eye humming]
[whirring]
[cackling]
Since you love gifts
so much
here is what I was
gonna give you
when I still liked you!
'This is what you got me?'
I love it! It's well drawn
and thoughtful!
- Thank you!
- I knew you would like it!
[slurping]
Face pie.
Ah, the best kind.
Huh, pie bro.
? When I say I want
you say pie ?
? I want
? Pie ?
? I want
? Pie ?
? When I say yummy
you say pie ?
? Yummy ?
? Pie ?
? Yummy ?
? Pie ?
? Apple rhubarb
peach or pear ?
? Any kind
we don't care ?
? I love pie ?
? Yeah I love pie ?
? Oh we love love love
love love pie ??
[laughing]
Oh, man, my pie bro.
Oh, why were we
ever fighting?
- I love pie.
- I love you and pie.
Hey, looks like
everyone went home.
Just means more pie
for us.
[whistles]
[humming]
Something tells me
I just figured out
what Mother Mae-Eye's secret ingredient is.
- Uh-huh. - Mmm.
Love.
[choking]
Oh, mmm, yup.
The secret ingredient is definitely love.
[gorging]
Seriously?
- What? - What?
[theme music]