"Poppy," said Eddy.
"You have a flat tire."
"I don't care," said Poppy.
Thump, thump, thump!
"Come here, Poppy!" called Ms. Fender.
"You need a new tire!"
"I'm okay," said Poppy.
"I want to keep playing tag!"
Thump, thump, thump!
Poppy chased her friends.
But she was slow now.
"Listen to Ms. Fender," said Eddy.
"You need a new tire."
"Nah," said Poppy.
"I'm fine."
Poppy drove forward.
She drove backward.
Thump, thump, thump.
"See?" said Poppy.
"I can still drive.
Let's keep playing tag!"
Poppy chased her friends.
Ms. Fender frowned.
Poppy tried to tag Eddy.
But Eddy drove away.
Then . . .
"Uh-oh, Poppy!" said Dipper.
"I see smoke!"