Their friendship cannot be broken

Mom, Mrs. Brown spanked me.

What?

And you still haven't pulled up your pants?

Donna, what gives you the right to spank my child?

He broke my vase.

From now on, I don't want our families having anything to do with each other.

I don't want you ever talking to Cleveland again.

And Cleveland, I forbid you from ever talking to Peter again.

Hey, y'all.

Sorry, Peter.

I'll get out of here.

No, no, no.

I'll go.

I'll go.

It's okay.

Uh-oh.

There she is.

Peter, quick.

Change pigments.

We can't risk seeing each other.

You know, keep it a secret.

Then that's what we'll do.

Ah, dang it.

Do you have any idea how fast you were going, sir?

Peter, there's gotta be a better way.

He's got a knife!

Sorry, Cleveland, it's gotta be authentic.

Stay down!

Stay down!

Wow, the whole gang's back together.

Shut up!

We don't need you in this town.