[Bea] Bzz!
Ooh. [screams]
-Bzz! -Wow! [chuckles]
♪ Live for today ♪
♪ Life's an adventure ♪
♪ Whatever comes his way ♪
♪ Whatever comes, stay in the moment ♪
♪ Keep your heart open ♪
Ah!
♪ Whatever comes his way ♪
♪ Whatever comes our way ♪
♪ Whatever comes our way, hey! ♪
"Archibald's Next Big Thing"?
[gasps] Got to go!
[narrator] It was the day of the annual Glide & Gobble picnic...
where the citizens of Crackridge fly their homemade gliders...
[grunting]
Wahoo!
You didn't think we could do it, huh, gravity?
...then join together for a glorious potluck picnic.
Where's Archibald?
All of Mrs. Cluckstein's banana pudding is gonna be gone if we don't hurry!
[grunting]
There he is. At least, I think that's him.
I'm coming! I'm coming!
I'm really out of shape.
Everyone, just follow my lead.
Your lead? I should steer the glider. I designed it.
Uh... I look like a pilot, therefore I should be the pilot.
-Boom. Pilot's Law. -Yeah, that's not a thing.
We are falling behind our optimal launch window.
OK, Sage, you can take the wheel, but only because we're late.
Ready, set...
Go!
[panting]
[Sage] Wheels up!
Whoo-hoo-hoo!
Wahoo!
Glide & Gobble, here we come!
Oh, yeah!
Oh, no!
[gasps] The potato salad!
-The glider! -Don't panic. The wind will take us there.
-[Archibald] Ah! -I'm panicking!
[screaming]
Bzz!
The wings are stuck!
We're gonna crash!
Was that supposed to happen?
[narrator] The Strutters were stranded in the canyon.
Needless to say, they were in a pickle.
[whimpers] My potato salad had pickles.
Four types of potatoes, two types of pickles,
and mustard from a country that doesn't exist anymore.
Mm! Good! But it's missing something.
Bzz-bzz-bzz!
Oh, giblets! The picnic! We got to go!
Bea, we got to find that potato salad and get to the picnic.
Bzz-bzz!
My training has prepared me for this very moment.
How am I looking?
Should we tell him?
There has to be a way out.
-[Archibald] I found it! -A way out?
No. My potato salad!
[groans]
A Rooster Ranger never litters.
[grunting]
I shall hike it out.
Hey, guys, check this out!
Ranger Rule 14-A:
Do not go into scary caves.
-I don't think we should explore-- -Let's go!
Ooh! I almost forgot.
[grunting]
Huh?
Now which way should we go?
The dirt is telling me that way.
♪ We're trapped underground ♪
♪ But not for long ♪
♪ This is my cave song ♪ [echoes]
-The acoustics are telling me this way. -[Loy] Mm, good luck with that.
If I know my mosses, which I'm known for, I think we should go this way.
-Onward! -Onward!
♪ Onward! ♪
I'm just gonna sit right here until you find the right path.
[thud echoing]
Cool!
Echo!
[echoing]
Echo! [echoing]
[chuckles]
Huh?
[screams]
Oh. I thought you were real.
Ha-ha! What was I thinking?
Which means you guys aren't real, either.
You're not real, you're not real, and you're not real--
Hello, chicken!
[screams]
Sorry for sneaking up on you, young fella.
My name's Jasper.
I'm Archibald. This is Bea, and this is potato salad.
What brings y'all out this way?
My siblings and I crashed our glider. We're late for the Glide & Gobble picnic.
-I thought I heard a ruckus. -Do you know your way around here?
Well, boil my laundry!
I know these caves like the back of my hoof.
It's the only place in the world where you can find my Rare Bright Salts.
Wow!
Or Tasty Gems. I'm still working on the name.
Oh.
"Jasper Two Horns Tibbs.
Salt miner and solo accordion player."
[gasps] Wait a second. Are you down here alone?
Does it look like I'm alone?
-Uh-huh. -Allow me to introduce...
[accordion plays]
♪ Sprinkles, Lucky, Handsome Charlie ♪
♪ Jessie, Cornbread, Spats Bowman ♪
♪ Kourtney, One Eye, and Ol' Granny ♪
♪ These are all my cave friends ♪
Yeah, I'm alone.
My business partner left years ago.
We couldn't agree on a name for the salt.
Oh, man. That must get lonely.
But I bet a taste of potato salad would lift your spirits.
Mm.
-What do you think? -You want my honest opinion?
Well...
Needs a little...
salt!
Now you give it a try.
Mm! It's delicious!
That's what was missing.
-Too bad it's never gonna get eaten. -Well, never say never.
Let old Jasper lend you a hand.
Now, let's find your family!
It's easy. Just follow the moss.
Which is everywhere.
Hm. What about the wind direction?
And I'm just remembering I'm in a windless cave.
♪ Either my voice is too good ♪
♪ Or this was a bad idea ♪
[echoing]
[Jasper] This ought to do the trick.
Oh! Those lights will lead them back.
Yeah!
[gasps]
-I knew where I was going the whole time. -I didn't even need lights.
-I was pretty much lost. -[Archibald] Hey, guys.
Y'all must be Archibald's siblings.
Oh, this is Jasper.
We're in his salt mine.
You can play the accordion with your hooves? We should jam sometime.
Which is the fastest way out? We are trying to make it to the Glide & Gobble.
My potato salad!
We know, Archibald. We are all trying to get to the picnic.
No! Look!
-Bea, follow that cart! -Bzz-bzz!
I'm coming!
Be brave, young side dish!
Archibald, wait!
Follow that chicken!
Just so we're all on the same page, you can't steer these things.
What?
I'm gonna... I'm gonna jump for it! Whoo!
[yells]
[Bea grunts]
-Thanks, Bea! -Bzz-bzz!
[sighs] I thought I lost you, boy.
Whoo!
[screaming continues]
Wahoo-hoo-hoo! Wahoo!
Whoo!
I don't want to alarm you, because y'all seem like nice folks, but--
-What is it? -Dead end ahead!
-Archibald! -Wahoo!
[grunts]
-[squealing] -Whoo-hoo-hoo!
I got you!
[Archibald gasps]
Ah!
[sighing]
Well, that was pretty exciting, huh?
[bird squawks]
I have made a quick assessment of our surroundings.
-And? -We are still lost.
The sun is setting. We're gonna miss the picnic.
[rumbling]
Whoa!
The ground is sneezing.
That's not a sneeze, Archibald. It's a geothermal geyser.
Gesundheit, geyser.
Hey, Jasper, any idea on how to get out?
I'm afraid I'm no help.
I haven't been out of the mine in years.
Hm.
What if we all scream at the same time?
-[gasps] Great idea, Archibald. -Really?
[screams]
No! Plugging the geyser!
Brilliant!
Oh, brilliant. Wait, what?
Yeah. Good thinking, brother.
Classic Archibald.
[laughs] Can somebody tell me why it's brilliant?
-[rumbling] -[gasps]
Quick, everybody! Get on!
Uh, I still have questions.
Well, it was nice meeting y'all.
Jasper, come with us.
I don't know. Handsome Charlie and Ol' Granny will wonder where I went.
-They're not real, Jasper. -Yeah. Let's giddyup!
It's gonna blow!
Oh. Now I get it.
[screaming]
-[Loy] This is awesome! -[Archibald] Wahoo-hoo!
[Finly] Ooh! There's the Glide & Gobble! We made it!
Oh, my potato salad!
[gasps]
[excitable murmuring]
Whoa!
[narrator] Seems your potato salad is a hit, Archibald.
It sure is.
[crowd cheering]
-Thanks for your help, Jasper. -My pleasure, whippersnapper.
[gasps] There's still banana pudding! Out of my way!
Barry?
Jasper! What are you doing here?
Well, slick my slippers and mail them to Grandpappy!
Ha-hoo! How you been, partner?
Good, I guess.
Except, I kind of miss the mine.
Yeah, the business just hasn't been the same since you left, brother.
Wait. You're brothers?
Well, yeah. Don't we look alike?
-Eh. I don't see it. -Bzz.
I was thinking of what we should call the salt.
How about Sparkly Salt?
I was thinking Shiny Salt.
[both gasp] Sparkly Shiny Salt!
[laughs]
We need some new business cards.
Maybe the cards can be salt. A real attention-grabber.
And the last ribbon for Best Presentation with his side-dish-slash-lightshow,
Archibald Strutter!
[cheering and applause]
Does anybody have a camera?
Anybody?
[sighs]
Well, that was the best Glide & Gobble I have ever been to.
One last taste before bed.
Mm.
You might want to brush your teeth, Archibald.
Really? Why?
One morning, Archibald was tidying up the storage shed
when he stumbled upon something.
[Archibald] Ow! I stumbled upon something.
-What is it? -This!
Ah, yes. Archibald's childhood bicycle, Bluey.
Yep. The reason I named it Bluey is because--
-It's blue? -Wow, you're good.
[grunting]
Huh. Must have shrunk.
Like a hermit crab outgrows its shell,
you have outgrown that tiny bike, Archibald,
and now it is time to pass it on to someone else.
Hm. Who do I know that needs a bicycle?
-[bicycle creaking] -So... rusty!
[grunts]
I'll give Bluey to Murph!
Good idea, Archibald.
Bea, zip ahead and let Murph know I'm on my way.
Bzz-bzz!
[Murph] Archibald's giving me his bicycle?
[Bea] Bzz-bzz! Bzz-bzz-bzz!
He'll be here in a few minutes? [gasps] I'm so excited!
I'm gonna wait right here until he shows up.
[narrator] Unfortunately, it was going to take more than a few minutes.
Whoa! Oh, no, no, no!
-Look out! Look out! -Whoa!
[Archibald screams]
A lot more.
-All right! -Yeah!
-All right! -This is awesome!
Whoo! Yeah!
I can't believe you're bailing on us.
Yeah, Billy. Can't you tell your folks not to go south for the winter?
I'm sorry, you guys. My dad hates the cold.
And I hate taking baths, but I do it once a month because I know it's good for me.
Billy, once you fly the coop, we Bikers are gonna be a member short.
-[Archibald] Whoa! -What?
Chicken's got skills. I think we just found our new member.
-[tires squeal] -Phew!
That was close.
Insane wheelie! Where did you learn to ride like that?
Oh, I ride like that all the time.
[Bikers] Ooh!
-What's your name? -Archibald.
How would you like to become a member of The Bikers?
Wow! What's that?
It's the official name of our club.
I'm Chip, the official leader,
and this is our official jacket.
One hundred percent satin-polyester blend?
So official.
Join us, and it's yours.
I've never been part of a club or owned an awesome satin jacket. Count me in!
Welcome aboard, Archibald.
Bikers, wheelie out!
Wahoo! Yeah!
Wheelie... [sighs]
Wheelie out!
Meanwhile, Murph and Bea were still patiently waiting for Archibald.
I can't wait! I can't wait!
Maybe I spoke too soon.
Bzz-bzz, bzz-bzz.
Dance party? Let's boogie!
[Chip] Welcome to the bike park, Archibald.
[Archibald] Wow! Look at all these jumps!
Let me guess. That one's called The Smiley Face.
-No, that's The Intimidator. -Ah.
Well, I bet this loopy one over here is called The Sunny Side Up.
No, that's The Humiliator.
OK. So that big scary one over there must be The Devastator.
Actually, we call that The Happy-Go-Lucky.
-Really? -No, just messing with you.
It is The Devastator.
Oh. Oh.
Yeah. Only, The Devastator is off-limits, on account of the fence being in the way.
It's a north-south thing.
We Bikers have two rules, Archibald:
We only wheelie, and we only ride on the north side of the fence.
You cool with that?
Wheelie only, north side of the fence.
I'm super cool.
Also, when is lunch?
You're in luck, because you're invited to a surprise farewell pizza party for Billy.
Uh... I'm standing right here.
Sorry, Billy. Pizza later.
But first we ride!
[cheering]
[both grunting to music]
Shake it, shake it!
[sighs]
-You think Archibald got a flat tire? -Bzz.
-Lost at sea? -Bzz.
Trapped in quicksand?
Bzz.
What are we gonna do?
Bzz-bzz-bzz?
Build a pillow fort? Now you're talking!
Ha-ha!
Whoa! That was fun.
Totally! So, are there jumps on the south side of the fence, too?
[stammers]
Remember, we are all about the north side.
North side. Got it.
Race you back to the top. Ha!
[grunting]
[screams]
I'm upside down!
Oh, this is cool.
And also terrifying!
[chuckles]
You seeing this, my peeps?
Whoa!
[screams]
What just happened?
Uh... I probably don't belong here.
Oh, you definitely belong here.
But I'm a Biker.
Must be a mistake.
Anyone who rides no-hands like that's definitely a member of The Birds.
The Birds?
Ooh! How do I look?
Like a big red lollipop.
Welcome to The Birds, my brother.
Oh, yeah!
If you like that, you're gonna love our next extreme activity.
Is it a no-hands loop-the-loop activity?
Even more extreme.
Tell him, Leonard.
We're doing arts and crafts.
Soon, Archibald and The Birds were at their clubhouse,
getting busy with decoupage.
Deco-what?
-Arts and crafts. -Oh, right, right, right.
Hey, Mack, what's the deal with the fence?
[gasps]
I'll tell you, Archibald.
The Bikers and The Birds used to be one big club -
The Biker Birds.
-[Leonard] We were a great group. -I got this, Leonard.
The Biker Birds were awesome together.
Crafting, building custom bikes, inventing new tricks.
Oh.
But we never could agree on which trick was cooler -
wheelies or no-hands.
-No-hands is way more extreme. -Leonard, please.
The disagreement led to The Great Split.
The Bikers went one way, The Birds went the other,
and that fence split us right down the middle.
I think both clubs are pretty awesome.
Seems silly to be part of just one.
What do I do?
Bzz. Bzz-bzz. Bzz!
[Archibald] Yes! Be part of both clubs!
Great idea, imaginary Bea!
-Excuse me! I got to go! -[door slams]
And with that, Archibald set out to do the unthinkable.
-Climb a fence without ripping my pants? -Be part of both clubs.
Oh, right, right, right.
-Ooh. -Archibald.
You're just in time to help us settle an age-old debate.
Which is more important to pizza - cheese or sauce?
Sauce, duh!
Come on! Everyone knows cheese is the glue that holds the whole thing together.
[gasps] I was heating up my glue gun.
Oh, back in a second.
[panting and grunting]
[panting]
Now, where was I? Can you pass the yarn, please?
Looks like Leonard finally finished his project.
It's a decoupage pizza. Pretty good, right?
[gasps] Pizza! Excuse me!
[tearing]
And I ripped my pants.
[panting]
-[gasps] -Yo, Archibald.
We saved you a slice.
Oh, thanks, Billy.
I'm starving.
Whoa! Hang on.
Looks like you've had enough pizza for one day.
Wouldn't want you to get a tummy ache.
[Bikers] What?
What are you, Archibald?
A chicken in a cable-knit sweater?
What I mean is, are you a Biker or a Bird?
Can't I be both?
No, man. You got to choose.
[sighs] OK.
Come on, Archibald. Stay with The Bikers.
No, man. Choose The Birds.
Sorry, guys.
I like you all, but it's too hard to decide between your clubs,
so I'm choosing no clubs.
Besides, there's a hedgehog that's been waiting very patiently for me all day.
[screams] Where is he? I can't take it anymore!
[screams]
[grunts]
Happy trails, Archibald.
So long!
Archibald, that's not the exit! That path leads to--
The Devastator!
The only way that chicken survives is to wheelie.
No, man. He needs to go no-hands!
-Wheelie! -No-hands!
Unbelievable! Look!
[screaming]
♪ Reach up... ♪
You seeing that?
Wheelie, no-hands.
♪ And touch the stars... ♪
They said it couldn't be done.
Wheelie, no-hands, baby!
I'm unstoppable!
[screams]
Oh.
-You OK, Archibald? -Yeah. You really took out that fence.
I think I'm OK.
But if you ask me, this park is way cooler without that fence.
What happened to the bike?
I was on my way to your house when I accidentally popped a wheelie.
Then I met The Bikers, who made me a member of their club.
Then I met The Birds and they made me a member, too.
I tried decoupage. I didn't get any pizza.
I smashed into a fence and poor Bluey kind of went kablooey.
Sorry, Murph.
-I'm not sure I can ride this. -[bell dings]
We can help with that.
[drill whirring]
[gasps] No way!
That is wicked!
-[tires squealing] -Whoa!
Yeah!
So, The Bikers and The Birds are back together?
Thanks to you, Archibald...
[all]... we are The Biker Birds.
[cheering]
Yeah! Yeah!
Fantastic!
And my parents decided not to fly south for the winter. I'm staying!
Also pretty good news.
As a token of our appreciation, we'd like to give you this little gift.
We made it out of broken fence parts.
Alright! Yeah!
You know what? I guess sometimes chickens really can fly.
[Murph in distance] Wahoo!
Huh. And hedgehogs, too, apparently.