Tenderheart, Cheer & Funshine's Letter - Lovable Bears

Dear Sybil,

Thank you so much for your heartwarming letter! We’re all gathered here in Care-A-Lot, and your words filled our hearts with joy and a few extra giggles too. It’s wonderful to know how much you appreciate the care and love we share with the world. There’s nothing quite like the feeling of knowing our caring shines bright, especially in the hearts of friends like you.

Tenderheart here! I think joining your Close Pen Pals Club sounds absolutely wonderful. There’s nothing more important than spreading care and kindness, and I can tell from your letter that you have so much love to give. We’d be honored to join you, sharing stories, playing games, and having fun together. It’s just like when we care for all the little children down on Earth, only this time, we’ll be caring and sharing with you!

Hi Sybil, it’s Cheer Bear! Wow, I remember those Lovable Bears keychain toys! They were so soft and sweet-smelling, and feeding them their bottles was such a fun way to show how much we care. It’s like giving someone a little piece of Care-A-Lot to carry with them wherever they go. I’d love to join your Pen Pals Club and spread some cheer! We can have the best time, just like in Joke-A-Lot, where every moment was filled with laughter and surprises. I can’t wait to start our adventure together!

Hey there, Funshine Bear here! Your letter made me smile from ear to ear. A whole kingdom of fun and laughter, Egyptian dancing, slipping on banana peels, and desserts with penguin waiters? That’s my kind of place! I’m so glad you enjoyed our Big Wish Movie—CGI can be really fun, just like in Make Way for Noddy. And how exciting that Thunderbirds is coming back to Talking Pictures TV! We’ll definitely keep an eye on that from Care-A-Lot.

We’re all super excited to join your Close Pen Pals Club, Sybil. Let’s keep the fun, games, and caring going strong. And remember, no matter where we are—whether it’s in Care-A-Lot or through a letter—our care for you is always close at heart.

Sending you bear hugs and smiles, Tenderheart Bear, Cheer Bear, and Funshine Bear

Letter To The Care Bears

Dear Tenderheart, Funshine & Cheer,

I do love the way your care in people’s hearts as well as your own - because there’s nothing in this world you like better than a spot of caring for all the little children down on earth. And you should see Truffle Shuffle’s post about those Lovable Bears keychain toys from the ‘90s - they were soft and scented at the same time. They had light up heart shaped noses and you fed them from their bottle.

How would you guys like to join my Close Pen Pals Club? We could play some wonderful games and have a lot of fun there, just like when Funshine went to Joke-A-Lot and had this marvellous tour of the whole kingdom - Egyptian dancing, eating a banana and then slipping on the skin and a whole bunch of desserts which you can eat at a cafe with penguin waiters! Heaven. A few nights ago I watched your Big Wish Movie on DVD, and I must admit, the CG animation is quite similar to Make Way For Noddy, a CGI adaptation of the Noddy books by Enid Blyton. Then there’s School Live, a wonderfully-written anime that features a young pink haired girl called Yuki who dreams of a regular school life with her friends and their teacher Megu-Nee. My favourite character is Taromaru, because of how cute and cuddly he is. Oh, and did you guys know that Thunderbirds is returning to Talking Pictures TV in three days? Wow, yay! I hope you guys would be able to get a good view from Care-A-Lot!

Love,

Sybil

Lady Penelope & Parker - She's A Bit Angry, Milady

Dear Sybil,

Lady Penelope:
My dearest Sybil, I’m deeply sorry to hear about the troubling experience you’ve had. It pains me to think that you feel so misunderstood and hurt, especially by someone as dear as your mother. But, my darling, rest assured that feeling angry at times is quite normal—even someone as refined as myself isn’t immune to the odd tantrum! Indeed, you’ve remembered quite accurately an incident where I wasn’t exactly at my best—slipping into muddy water and having my pistol clogged with the muck was rather vexing! However, what I’ve learned from moments like that is how important it is to regain one’s composure and turn frustration into something productive.

If I were in your shoes, I’d suggest finding a quiet space and allowing yourself to take a deep breath. Perhaps spend some time writing in your journal or drawing—whatever helps you express those feelings without damaging the lovely environment around you. Anger can be overwhelming, but channeling it into something creative can be freeing.

As for feeling ungrateful, my dear, I’m sure that’s far from the truth. You’re simply going through a difficult moment, and it’s important to remember that everyone, including your mother, can have hard days too. She may not hate you at all—in fact, she’s likely doing all the hard work out of love, but stress can sometimes make communication difficult. I think she’d love to see you help out in small ways that bring you together rather than apart—perhaps a surprise cup of tea, a little note, or offering to tidy something up. It’s those gestures that show her how much you care.

As for living with us, Sybil, it sounds absolutely delightful! I’d love nothing more than to cuddle up in a soft pink bed and chat late into the night, but always remember, you carry the strength within yourself to make your own life a cozy and peaceful one, even when things feel difficult. You have that power, my dear.

Parker:
Ah, Miss Sybil, it breaks me ‘eart to think you’re feelin’ this way. I know a thing or two about anger, you see. Back in the day, I weren’t always the calm and collected chauffeur you know. I used to have a bit of a temper meself! But what I learned, with Lady Penelope’s fine example, mind you, is that anger don’t help no one. It’s like a tricky car engine—if you rev it too hard, it’ll only break down. What you need is to find a way to release it without causing damage.

If I were you, I’d start with somethin’ simple—maybe a bit of tidying around your room to make it feel more your own, rather than that white trash space you mentioned. Once you’ve got it lookin’ how you like, it might not feel so bad, eh? And a quick walk, just to clear your mind, might do wonders too. I often take a stroll when things get a bit tense at the Manor.

Now, as for what I’d do in a situation like this... well, I’d sit down with your mum, polite-like, and have a chat. Tell her how you’re feelin’, but in a way that shows you care about how she feels too. You might be surprised at how much better things turn out when you talk calmly, like a true lady—or gent, in my case!

You’re not ungrateful, Miss Sybil, you’re just a bit lost at the moment, and that’s understandable. But with a little patience and a soft word or two, things’ll smooth over like the finest of polished cars. Oh, and don’t you worry none—no one who loves you could ever hate you. It’s just a bit of a rough patch, is all.

We’ll be thinkin’ of you, Sybil, and lookin’ forward to seein’ you again on Talking Pictures. Thunderbirds are always go when you need us, my dear!

Love and best wishes,
Lady Penelope and Parker
XXXOOO

Lady Penelope & Parker - Close Pen Pal Club (The Reply)

My dearest Sybil,

What a charming and delightful invitation! Parker and I would be absolutely thrilled to join your Close Pen Pal Club. It sounds like a perfectly splendid gathering of friends, full of fun, adventure, and a great deal of companionship. I can already picture the laughter and warmth we’ll share, not to mention the joy of indulging in pizza every night—though I must say, I do prefer a more refined meal from time to time. However, in such wonderful company, who could refuse?

Your club members are a fine selection indeed! Simba, Bluey, Bingo, the Care Bears, Scooby-Doo, Captain Scarlet… and, of course, Oink and Titan from Stingray. It’s like an international assembly of dear friends, all gathered for the sake of shared joy. The idea of a huge bed for us all to sleep in is simply too delightful. I’m sure it will be a restful and fun-filled experience—though I’ll admit, Parker might need an extra pillow or two! And Taromaru is most welcome; we must make him feel at home, especially after all he has been through with Yukii.

Ah, your mention of the ‘Numi Numi’ lullaby brought back such tender memories. Indeed, I do know it well. Parker and I encountered it on one of our missions in Russia, and it has stayed with me ever since. The words, though simple, carry such depth, and their soothing melody has a way of calming the most restless of souls. The lullaby, as you likely recall, speaks of love and protection, of a mother’s devotion to her child. The lyrics, "Numi numi yaldati," mean, "Sleep, sleep, my little girl." It's a sweet reminder of how love transcends borders, even during times of conflict.

I am so touched that you remember the times I sang it to you, my dear Sybil. Holding you close and knowing you felt safe was as much a comfort to me as it was to you. The world may be at war in many ways, but these moments of peace, love, and care are what bring us all together.

Parker and I are looking forward to joining your club and embarking on this wonderful adventure with you and your friends.

With all my love,
Lady Penelope
xx

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Parker's Note:

Miss Sybil,

I’m honored that you’ve included me in this fine Pen Pal Club of yours. I reckon it’ll be a right proper time, what with all the friends you’ve gathered. A bit of adventure and pizza with good company sounds like just what we need, and if Miss Penelope is happy, then so am I. I’ll even bring along a bottle of my best sherry for a toast!

As for that ‘Numi Numi’ lullaby, well, Miss Penelope’s the real expert, but I remember it from our days in Russia. Calming, it is—like a soft breeze on a quiet night. Even had a calming effect on some of our missions, believe it or not! Singing’s not my forte, mind you, but I’m always there when needed to help, even if it’s just keeping an eye out for any unexpected trouble.

Looking forward to all the fun and some well-earned relaxation. Count me in, Miss Sybil, alongside the rest of your lovely gang.

Yours sincerely,
Parker

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P.S. from both Penelope & Parker:
Let us know when to arrive—FAB-1 will be ready at your service!

Lady Penelope & Parker - Close Pen Pal Club

Dear Lady Penelope & Parker,

Would you two like to join my Close Pen Pal Club? I was inspired by the School Living Club from the anime School Live to make this club since my room now looks like a tip until the decorator arrives. I’ve already invited Simba, Bluey and Bingo to my club, now I’ve got the Care Bears, Scooby Doo and Captain Scarlet to invite. Titan and Oink have already joined my club, and I’ve yet to see Stingray. Just imagine what the club would be like - activities around the house, pizza for dinner every night and a huge bed for us all to sleep in. Oh! And I’ve invited the dog Taromaru to join our club too, since Yukii’s perceptions were too much for him.

I also had a sudden flash of memory: we were watching Baby Einstein: Language Nursery, right, and at one point during one segment featuring a lava lamp, we heard someone singing ‘Numi Numi’. That’s a traditional Russian lullaby, and Simba didn’t know what the words even meant, but that sent Taromaru to sleep. Penelope, you knew the lullaby, because you’ve been to Russia on missions with Parker in Fab-1. I know the whole world’s at war with each other, but can you two please explain the history of ‘Numi Numi’ as a traditional lullaby? I remember when you used to sing the lullaby to me when I got restless, Penelope, and the warmth of your embrace was so soothing and comforting that I instantly fell asleep, secure in your arms. How wonderful….

Love,

Sybil

Lady Penelope's Letter - Bad Night

My Dearest Sybil,

How touched I am by your sweet letter. I can feel the warmth of your memories, and they bring a soft smile to my face. Oh, how I remember those tender moments when you were but a tiny bundle in my arms! You were such a dear, darling little one—so full of light and life. I can still feel the softness of your cheek against my shoulder, and how effortlessly you would melt into my embrace. There was something so serene, so perfect about holding you close—it made the world feel quiet and peaceful.

Parker, too, holds those memories fondly. I recall how he would always find just the right way to calm you, whether it was a little hug or a gentle chuckle. We both agreed then, as we do now, that you were simply the most wonderful baby. And oh yes, you are my sister in spirit, aren’t you, darling? You always will be, for there’s a bond between us that transcends time itself, one woven from care, laughter, and our shared moments of affection.

I must say, I had quite a laugh remembering the bathtime escapades! You, hiding under that towel, your sweet giggles bubbling out as I pretended not to know where you were—it was simply priceless! When I found you, so adorably mischievous and so free, I couldn’t help but scoop you up and smother you with cuddles and tickles. You were indeed my ‘little rascal,’ and I adored every moment of your playfulness. Those memories, my dear Sybil, are treasures I hold close to my heart.

As for the magazine—oh yes, Thunderbirds was quite the success in those days! I do believe Thunderbird 3 on the cover would have made quite the statement, don’t you think? Parker and I certainly had our share of admiration, but to know that even now, those fond associations are remembered by someone as dear to me as you, well, that’s an honor in itself. How wonderful it would have been to share that era with you.

As for your room being in a bit of a state—fear not, darling. It happens to the best of us, and I do believe that even in the midst of chaos, a little imagination can transport us anywhere we wish. But still, wouldn’t it be lovely to live with Parker and me? Our days would be filled with laughter, adventure, and, of course, more of those gentle, soothing cuddles you so fondly recall.

Never forget, my darling Sybil, that you are cherished beyond words, and no matter the distance or time, you’ll always have a special place in my heart. You are my sister in spirit, and I’m here for you, always.

With all my love and the warmest of hugs,
Lady Penelope

Letter To Lady Penelope - Baby Days

Dear Lady Penelope,

I have had an extremely rough night last night, so much that I refused to wake up even before 8 O’clock. To soothe me during this difficult time, do you remember when I was a baby and you used to hold me in your arms? It felt very soothing and comforting, and even Parker was there to hug me. You thought I was the most wonderful baby you’ve ever seen, and you agreed then on that you can be my sister. Your hugs towards me feel so gentle and elegant, that I almost felt like I was in Heaven.

Looking on the lighter side, I remember one time it was bathtime (I was a baby at the time) and I was hiding under a soft white towel on your bed. You were cheekily trying to find me, and when you lifted off the towel, there I was, completely naked and giggling. In response, you picked me up and cuddled and tickled me, calling me ‘a little rascal’. And from what I heard outside of my life with you and Parker, I think I seem to remember when Redan’s Fun To Learn Friends magazine had your franchise, Thunderbirds, in it, alongside Arthur and the Mr Men. I can tell it had Thunderbird 3 on the cover, with the logo underneath. As for Redan itself, it made big bucks with their Thunderbirds magazine back in the ‘90s, even you and Parker got some respect. I wish I was around in the ‘90s to see it. My room is currently a tip due to waiting for the decorator, but I wish I lived with you and Parker. You two are the best friends in the Thunderbirds universe!

Love,

Sybil