Previously pilot Tuesday morning in the bathroom at my house... "It's hopeless," Darling. He was standing on his BMI scale now. "I write your journal of BMI scale on the notebook," Dave. His wife African American woman dietitian doctor Dionne Seville said. "Do you think I look like Fred Flintsone?" He got off from his BMI scale recently. "No. You are a special person. But, I have serve you some breakfast now." She walked out of the bathroom and headed to the kitchen. "Sighs. I might dress up my plus size clothes that my wife African American woman Dionne bought them from the big and tall clothing stores yesterday." After eating... "Dave, Can you come to play with me?" His adopt CGI animated remake troublemaker son chipmunk Alvin Seville comes here in the living room. "All right. We are playing outside of the backyard because of the neighborhoods notices me," Alvin. He got up from the leather green couch now. "Oh boy!" Duration outside of the backyard at my house... "Toss your ball when I swing it my bat?" My chubby husband said. "Sure! No problem," Dave. "I am ready to swing that," Alvin. He hits it by his bat. "I catch my ball now. Whoa! It's heading to our neighborhood Mr. Drake Mallard's window." "Oops! I am apologize for breaking your window," Mr. Mallard. His adopted human CGI animated chubby father seems nervous laugh at him. "Oh. Here's a ball. You seem fatter and fatter like my old neighborhood Herb Muddlefoots in my hometown St. Conrad," Mr. Seville. He gave it back to him. "Ooh man! I have to go back in. Alvin, come on." "Definitely, Dave. Bye," Mr. Mallard. "Bye, Alvin. I concerns about my neighbor Mr. Seville's health problem." Afternoon in the kitchen...  "Are you okay," Dave?" his wife African American woman dietitian Doctor Dionne Seville stands on the flooring pink tile carpet when her chubby husband makes some sub-wich with turkey and chicken sliced ham, sliced cheeses, tomatoes and lettuce in it. "No. Because of our neighborhood Mr. Drake Mallard thinks I'm looking like his old neighborhood Herb Muddlefoots," Darling. "Don't worry. I will talk to him now." She patted on his back. Although at the Mallards resident... "Morgan, get the door someone knocks this." "Okay. I handle that," Darkwing Duck. His wife Morgan walked to open it. "Hello Mrs. Mallard, I need discuss with your husband Drake now." Dave's wife African American woman dietitian Doctor Dionne Seville mannered to her recently. "He is in the living room with his sidekick Launchpad," Mrs. Seville. She smiled at her. "Okay. Excuse me? I have to talk you about something," Mr. Drake. "Tell me what you discussion about this," Mrs. Seville? He was sitting on the yellow couch and watching on the sports TV with his sidekick Launchpad. "I think you will forgive to my chubby husband Dave's feeling really hurt." "Hold on. Want me to forgive him?" Morgan's husband Drake Mallard seems suspicious at her. "Of course. My chubby husband Dave's fat cells gains in his body gets fatter and have a obesity problem," Mr. Drake Mallard. "Fine. I will go with you and tell him,"  Mrs. Seville. He sighs and get off from the leather yellow couch. Return back to my house... "Mr. Seville, I am apologizing to hurt your feeling." His neighbor Mr. Drake Mallard came in the living room and forgive my chubby husband Dave Seville sits down on the green couch and reading a newspaper now. "It's okay. I accept your apology. We are best friend," Mr. Mallard. He smiles at him. "Do you want to come my house and watch some football game with me and my sidekick Launchpad McQuack?" "Absolutely! I love it." The End!