[oinks]

Without my boots, I can't do the puddle competition.

[Mr. Zebra Honks the horn]

It is Mr. Zebra the postman.

[whistling]

Good morning!

Quack.

What a lovely day for the puddle jumping competition.

[Peppa sobs and crying]

What ever is the matter, Peppa?

I lost my boots.

Oh, really? I seen a duck with boots.

Were they gold boots?

Eh... no.

Um.. Some people might see boots were sort of a yellow color.

That's them, yellow boots! And there's the duck wearing them.

Quack, quack!

My golden boots!

[Mrs. Duck walks through the path. Peppa catches up to her]

Mrs. Duck, can I have my boots back, please?

Quack. [backs up]

Mrs Duck does not want to give Peppa's boots back.

Quack.

There's no escape, Mrs. Duck. You can't just walk away from us.

Quack! [runs away]

Oh.

Ducks can run.

Mrs. Duck, Those are Peppa's (golden) boots. [chases her]