♪♪
♪ It's gonna get a little weird ♪
♪ Gonna get a little wild ♪
♪ I ain't from 'round here ♪
♪ I'm from another dimension ♪
♪ Gonna get a little weird ♪
♪ Gonna have a good time ♪
♪ I ain't from 'round here ♪
♪ I'm from another, woo-hoo ♪
♪ Yeh-heah ♪
♪ I'm talking rainbows ♪
♪ I'm talking puppies ♪
♪ Pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ It's gonna get a little weird ♪
♪ Gonna get a little wild ♪
♪ I ain't from 'round here ♪
♪ I'm from another dimension ♪
Huh?
What is going on?
Star, wake up.
Marco, we're late for school.
- I'm not Marco.
Oh. Oh, no. The High Commission.
Leave it. There's no time.
There's no way out. What are you doing?
Escape route blast!
Magic is not supposed to do that.
I'm not sure what that was.
But my magic's gone.
- Rats. - It will be okay.
No, rats. We gotta hide.
- Narwhal-- - Star, no.
Mom, you can't take my wand.
It was mine first.
No more magic until we find a way to stop this.
I've got an idea.
Let's go destroy Toffee.
Come on, Mom, let's just go.
- Let's go kill him. - Star, no.
Well, then, what's the plan, Mom?
'Cause I ain't seein' one.
Oh, Star.
I don't have a plan.
I'm just trying to keep you safe, okay?
Okay.
Well, can't stay out here.
It's creepy.
We need another hiding place.
Ribbit.
I think I have an idea where we can go.
But you have to trust me.
Buffrog!
Star Butterfly!
Oh, my little sweet potato. It's been too long.
QUEEN MOON: Ahem.
Oh, Queen Moon.
Greetings.
Mom, this is Yvgeny Bulgoyaboff.
Please, call me Buffrog.
- He used to work for Ludo, but he's cool now. !
Hey, Buffrog, can we crash with you for a night?
Of course. I owe you for all that tadpole-sitting.
Star, can I speak with you?
We cannot stay with him. He's a monster.
Mom, get with the times. Not all monsters are bad.
Well, it seems we have no other choice.
Uh, welcome to my...
home.
Boop.
You're in luck.
It's rainy season.
Ah, so good for the skin.
Oh, uh, no shoes in house.
I am, how you say, germophobe.
I feel so free.
Buffrog, wonderful home.
Oh, thank you.
Is a bit of a mess right now.
Please take a seat.
Oh! Are those...
slugs?
Slugs keep furniture clean.
I thought everyone knew that.
I'll stand.
Yo, Buffrog, where them babies at?
Oh, I just put them down for nap.
Babies!
Oh, I missed you little baby faces so much.
Oh, my gosh, you have little baby arms!
Yes, all except little Katrina.
She is late bloomer.
Oh, you little special snowflake.
Babies, say hello to Queen Butterfly.
That really isn't--
Star, I have been so worried about you.
Why? I'm good.
Well, when Ludo took your castle,
I thought, you know...
Whoa, wait. Toffee has our castle?
Toffee is dead. Ludo in castle.
Ugh! Toffee not dead.
Toffee inside Ludo.
Oh, I see. So creepy.
Papa! Dad's still in the castle!
We have to go save him.
No.
He is your husband!
Star, I've made my decision.
We stay here.
Excuse me. Where is your wash room?
Uh, wash room?
Yes. I'd like to freshen up a bit.
She needs to make boom-boom.
Oh! The wash room
- is out back. - Thank you.
I'm sorry. My mom's got...
monster issues.
Yes, I'm getting certain vibe from her.
Yeah, we all are.
But Buffrog, I came here for a favor.
Of course. Anything for you.
I need you to hang out with my mom.
I need you to keep her busy while I go find Toffee.
Star, Toffee is very dangerous.
Do you have plan?
- I have plan.
I have plan.
Okay. When Moon returns,
I will distract her.
Distract me from what?
Uh, from this.
I didn't want you
to see it.
Bad choices in past.
Oh. Thank you.
So what do you monsters do for entertainment?
Uh, we could smash bugs.
We could play board game.
Great idea, Buffrog.
And I will hang out with the babies
in their room.
Your daughter is very strange.
Thank you.
We have many option of board game.
Monster Conquerors, Castle Crushers,
Kill the Queen, Mewman Versus Monster,
or my favorite, Puddle Defender.
Mmm, interesting.
I like babushka monster.
I don't know why, but I'm drawn to this one.
Okay, the rules of Puddle Defender are,
uh...
Um...
the rules are...
Yes?
Uh, rules are simple.
The evil bloodthirsty Mewman, that's you,
must try and sneak past watchful Monster parent, that's me.
Break into daycare, explode helpless monster babies,
and turn them into stew for eating.
That is horrible!
Hey, here is dice!
You roll first.
QUEEN MOON: Seven. One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven.
"You are filthy Mewman.
Use teeth-sharpening spell
for better eating of monster babies." Really?
Is this fun?
Who will get to daycare first?
Suspense is killing me.
"Congratulations." Oh.
"You set a Mewman camp on fire.
Collect four corn pieces from bank."
Come on.
Oh, you land in mud puddle.
You get nothing. Tough break.
This game seems a tad biased.
Really? I never noticed.
Yay! I get more corn.
Did you hear something?
I hear nothing.
You know, it's monsters that eat Mewman babies.
Oh, really?
Can you name a time
when monsters have ever done such a thing?
Well, no, but when I was a child,
we played a game called Castle Defender
about Mewmans protecting our babies from ravenous monsters.
That idea had to come from somewhere.
Because it was in a children's board game?
I just think that monsters would have less of a reputation
if they didn't act so bloodthirsty all the time.
Monsters only act that way
to protect their babies from Mewmans.
You may not understand,
but monsters will do anything for our children.
Don't talk to me about what I'm willing to do.
Why do you think I'm here in this swamp?
To protect Star from Toffee!
Don't you think I'm worried to death about my husband?
But I have to keep my child safe at all costs!
Something you probably wouldn't understand,
because you're a monster.
You insult me, Queen Moon.
My buffbabies, they are my life.
And that is why, Star Butterfly...
I will not help you escape.
- Star! - Buffrog!
Star will be safe here.
Keeps babies in, and dangers out.
I should have realized.
But of course. You're a parent, too.
I can't believe you're taking her side.
BOTH: Go to your room!
- Kids.
Scared ol' mama.
Two-timing Buffrog.
What's their plan, huh?
Just avoid your problems to death.
Great plan. It's a terrible plan.
I've got plans. I've got big plans.
But no, they stuck me in here.
We can help you.
Not now. I'm thinking. Who said that?
It was me, Katrina.
You guys can talk?!
Just me so far.
I haven't told my dad yet.
There's something else I haven't told him.
Holy moley!
Sometimes we gotta sneak out to the club
- and go dancing. - I feel ya, girl.
All clear.
Wow. We made it.
The plan for beating Toffee?
Oh, right.
I don't have one.
What?
Yeah, planning's not really my thing.
I kinda just go for it.
That is a terrible plan.
Oh, my precious little ribbit babies.
Don't you worry.
I'm very worried.
I'll see you after I destroy Toffee.
She's gonna die.