Unikitty! Shorts: Puppycorn No Pay.

[Cut to the Happy Burger where Mr. Happy checks the register but it's empty]

Mr. Happy: We need some customers in here. [Puppycorn comes in Happy Burger groaning] What's gotten into you?

Puppycorn: I don't know! [he turns completely green] What's happening to me?!

Unikitty: I think I can explain. [lifts up Puppycorn's belly] Yes, I've seen this one before. It's a common symptom. Puppycorn is suffering from Uniburgers Withdrawal. He needs one, or he'll keep mumbling about it for the next 3-1/2 minutes.

Mr. Happy: Oh, he needs one, eh? [to cash register] Methinks a paying customer's in our midst. [to Puppycorn] Puppycorn, how's a Uniburger with extra cheese sound?

Puppycorn: [gasps] Give me!

Mr. Happy: Not yet. First, I have to know, can you pay for it?

Puppycorn: Oh, yeah, I can pay for it. ''[Mr. Happy pats him]''

Mr. Happy: Good boy. [cut to Puppycorn inhaling a bunch of Uniburgers like a vacuum]

Narrator: Ten seconds later... [Puppycorn is filled with a mountain of Uniburgers snoring]

Mr. Happy: My good man, how you doing? [Puppycorn mumbles] Excellent. Now, let's get down to business. [gets out his receipt]

Puppycorn: What's that?

Mr. Happy: It's your bill.

Puppycorn: I don't have any money.

Mr. Happy: What? I thought you said you could pay for it!

Puppycorn: [referring to how many Uniburgers he ate] Oh, I'm payin' for it all right.

Mr. Happy: [gasps] Non-paying customer! [alarm blares while the whole place is put on lock down] Deploy the hatches! Get the protective gates down!

Puppycorn: [looking puzzled] Huh?

Mr. Happy: [grabbing Puppycorn by the horn] You're gonna pay, one way or another. [cut to Mr. Happy and Puppycorn in bathroom] All right, Puppycorn, if you're not gonna pay for your food with money you're gonna pay with hard, physical labor. I want you to swab the latrine. [looks at the trash and spiders on the floor] I'll be back in a while to check up on you. [mumbles] Bottom-feeding...

Puppycorn: No problem. Tra-la-la-la-la. [pushes the bucket along the floor leaving puddles of water on the ground] Work, work, work, work.

Mr. Happy: [coming back in] So, Puppycorn, how are you...? [gasps] What in blazes did you do?

Puppycorn: [sitting on the ground with green soap on his belly] I accidentally tried the hand soap. [eats some more and burps] It doesn't taste as good as it smells. ''[Mr. Happy mutters while pushing Puppycorn into the kitchen. Opens up a freezer door]''

Mr. Happy: See these ice cube trays? [points to barrel] I want you to put them in that bucket.

Puppycorn: How do I do that?

Mr. Happy: Figure it out!

Puppycorn:  Uh... I have to be very gentle. [Puppycorn does the exact opposite; he closes the doors, picks up the freezer and throws it on the bucket, causing it and the freezer to break into pieces]

Mr. Happy: What the...? What are you doing?

Puppycorn: [stacking ice cubes on remains of barrel] Almost done, Mr. Happy. [stacks on last ice cube, causing pile to collapse]

Mr. Happy: You've destroyed me refrigerator. [picks up melting ice cubes while tears pours out of his eyes] You've destroyed many of the things I love. [grabs Puppycorn by the arm] I got another job that even a nimrod like you couldn't mess up. [cut to in front of the trash chute] All you got to do is throw all of these trash bags down the trash chute, like so. [throws a trash bag down the chute] See?

Puppycorn: Yup.

Mr. Happy: Good, 'cause if you mess this up, you'll never eat another Uniburger again! [Puppycorn screams in horror]

Puppycorn: Hurry, hurry, hurry! [throws some sacks into the trash chute fast]

Mr. Happy: [to Unikitty] Here, Unikitty, take this sack of loot and put her in me safe.

Unikitty: Okie dokie, Mr. Happy. [goes by the trash room but hears some crashing so she checks it out] Puppycorn, what's up, little bro?

Puppycorn: [a bunch of trash bags are stuck] I have to get rid of this trash, but it won't go down. [Puppycorn cries]

Unikitty: [laughs] That's because you didn't hit the trash compactor switch. ''[turns the compactor on. All the trash is gone]''

Puppycorn: Unikitty, you're a genius! [sees the money bag on Unikitty's shoulder, mistakenly thinks it's a trash bag] Oh, no, there's one left.

Unikitty: [Puppycorn grabs the money bag, desperate] Puppycorn, that's not a... [Puppycorn throws the money bag into the compactor] trash bag.

Puppycorn: [seeing that the compactor won't sucked the money bag] NO! Why won't you go down?! [Puppycorn frantically starts flipping switch up and down, only causing the compactor to expand]

Mr. Happy: Well, well, let's see how the poor boy's doing. Well, did you earn me money back yet, Puppycorn? ''[The Happy Burger explodes. The remains of the trash compactor comes down in its original spot and sucked the money bag into the trash compactor and all over Mr. Happy's face.]''

Puppycorn: Can I eat now?

Mr. Happy: FINE! YOU CAN EAT NOW, PUPPYCORN!

[The short ends]