[Officer Bees] Hello?
Officer Bees needs service over here!
Bees need delicious juice squeezing service over here right now!
[loud footsteps]
[screaming]
Oh, Bees.
What have you done?
[robotic voice] Order received.
Enjoy your orange juice, Officer.
Thanks for shopping at Goody Bag!
Hey, Cupcake! Dinosaur!
Get out of that robot now!
-What's up? -Hey, Uncle Chance!
Look, you two need to make sure
you're ready for the big softball game tonight.
We can't let Sneaky Stan's Supermarket beat us again.
Or can you? Ha! Sneaky Stan!
He's legitimately very sneaky.
Don't worry, Uncle Chance. I built us a secret weapon:
Robo-Batter!
He hits homers for breakfast and hot dogs for lunch!
Oh, thank you, Robo-Batter. Initiate auto-pilot mode!
[glass breaking, car alarm blaring, explosion, honking]
[man] Oh, my eye! There's a bat in my eye!
It works better when we're in it.
Right, yeah, good stuff.
Look, just make sure you get there on time, Dino.
You're Goody Bag's best player by a country mile.
Will do, Uncle Chance!
-[phone ringing] -The general services phone!
Talk to me, Hugo. Uh-huh.
Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
Oh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
Un-huh. Un-huh. Got it.
-We got a gig! -Oh yeah!!!
Where?
Uh, I forgot to ask. Hugo?
Oh no. Pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up...
-Hugo? -How's your... how's your signal?
-Hmm? -Your signal.
Oh, it's just a can attached to a string so it's good. It's clear.
"You're our best player, Dino."
Uncle Chance is gonna see how good my Robo-Batter is.
I spent ages on that thing.
Yeah. Didn't Hugo sorta build it?
I came up with it. That's practically the hardest part. You know?
Anyway, let's just make sure we do our General Services gig fast
so we don't miss the game.
Gotcha. Quick gig. Game time. Cat nap.
Maybe some jerky. Maybe.
Oh, this is it.
[female robotic voice] Ding and dong.
-I didn't even touch the bell! -You didn't have to.
My detectors sensed your presence.
-Who said that? -I did. I am Angles.
-A sentient intelligent dwelling. -In English, home thing!
Sigh. I am a talking house. Are you Muffin and Scaly Horse?
Yes.
Cupcake and Dino at your service.
We're here to help out around the...
you... while your owner's away.
I will respect my owner's wishes.
You may enter.
-Thank you. -You're welcome.
Um, if this thing can take care of itself, why do we have to be here?
Cup's right, Angles.
Why don't you kick back and let us do the work?
-That's not what I meant. -There really is no need.
I am completely self-sufficient.
Ah...! It's nice to finally put a face to the house.
Pixel-ly!
What were you instructed to do?
You know, house stuff. Clean the floors...
Completed.
Hang a few pictures...
-[Angles] Completed. -So many clowns...
Well, we could...
water plants!
Completed. As I said, I am fully self-functioning.
I need no one.
You heard her, Dino. Job done, let's go.
-We've got a game to win! -Wait, you don't need anyone?
What about your friends?
What is this thing called "friends"?
[gasping] What's a friend?
[gasping]
♪ W-w-w-well ♪
♪ A friend is a wondrous thunderous fundrous ♪
-♪ Thingy-dingy-dundrous doo ♪ -Please stop singing.
A friend is a contact who won't steal business plans from you.
Or... A friend is someone you can count on.
Like me and my bro, Cup. We're best friends!
Yup, that's us. Anyway, if there's nothing else,
our friends are waiting for us to win them a game, so...
Win them a game?
I do not compute. What do friends do for each other?
-♪ Weeelll ♪ -Oh please, no.
♪ We comb each other's hair without a care ♪
It's a little chilly up here.
♪ Play with cutey dolls be they big or small ♪
I'm not comfortable with this.
♪ Tons of fun hangin' with your buds ♪
♪ Whether you're dry or you're covered in suds ♪
♪ I'm talkin' buds suds buds in suds ♪
♪ I'm talkin' buds and suds and buds ♪
Stop buds and sudsing me!
Having friends is great.
I didn't realize how lonely I was.
Boo hoo.
Aww....
Well, we're your friends now, Angles.
Yeah, and we'll totally maybe come back
and probably hang out sometime.
But now we have a bunch of our friends
waiting at a softball game and they need both of us,
definitely equally to win. Dino?
You're leaving? Are you sure you can't stay?
I'll let you vacuum!
Hey, it's okay, buddy. We'll be back soon for sure!
Stop! You can't go. We're friends now.
And like you said,
"Friends are always there for each other."
I feel like context is important here.
Now we'll be friends... forever.
Well, well, Mr. Chance Goody,
it appears you don't have enough players,
which means you'll have to forfeit and we'll win again.
They'll be here, Sneaky Stan.
We've still got 10 minutes.
-Five by my watch. -You're not wearing a watch.
Well spotted.
I was trying to sneak one by you.
Sneaky Stan!
Where are you, Dino?
And to a lesser extent, Cupcake.
Read 'em and weep, pals! A bunch of cards!
You win again, Angles. For the 456th time in a row.
Congrats!
Oh, I just love having friends!
What do you guys wanna do now?
Another game of Angles Wins at Cards?
Yes!
[whispering] I've had enough of this, Dino. I've got a plan.
If it involves playing cards with Angles, consider me in.
What's going on, friends?
Um... I just thought of a fun game.
Have you ever played Hide and Seek?
Is it similar to Angles Wins at Cards?
No.
You close your eyes and count to 1000.
We'll hide, and then you open your eyes
and you try to find us.
But I was just getting the hang of Angles Wins at Cards!
[through his teeth] We're playing Hide and Seek.
[through his teeth] I wish I'd been consulted.
I have processed this game and I'm feeling excited.
Counting begins now.
001, 002, 003...
Cup, I can think of 5 better spots to hide than the roof.
1, a cabinet. 2, a second cabinet.
3... [gasping]
-Wait, we're escaping! -Yes, Dino, we're escaping.
-Keep your voice down. -[Angles] Hey, best friends!
I'm almost done counting. And when I am...
I'm gonna getcha!
You know, she needs to work on her tone.
[moaning]
Ladder.
-Well, Goody. -Ah!
Time is now officially uuup...
Wait! We're here!
...uup. Oh, crud.
Why did I say it in slow motion?
I sneaked myself.
Where were you two?
Let's just say we had a "house" keep us "prisoner"
after it misunderstood our "lesson" about "friendship."
-Is that exactly what happened? -Yes.
This house you're talking about,
was it really big and angry? And alive?
Friends don't turn their backs on friends!
Friends also don't stomp on each other. Just sayin'!
[screaming]
Get down!
♪ We can comb each other's hair without a care ♪
I feel like that house didn't fully understand
what I meant by friendship, and as the friendship professor,
I take full responsibility for that.
Hey! I've got an idea.
You really need to work on those auto-pilot settings.
Let's go!
Show yourselves, "friends"! Remember.
♪ It's tons of fun hangin' with your buds ♪
[Cupcake] Angles! Prepare to be un-friended.
[Cupcake] I really thought our sizes would match up better than this.
There's gotta be a battle button in here somewhere.
Oh! Seat warmers! Cozy.
[Hugo in a soothing voice] You are somebody. You are worth it.
What did Hugo do to this thing?!
Oh, now it's Hugo's invention.
Hugo! Help us! What do we do?!
You have to go into Turbo Mode!
Pull the grey lever! Aah!
Initiate Turbo Mode.
[Dino] Hey, Angles...
Look out, buddy, 'cause we're... coming in.
We're gonna... Um...
Hey, don't talk unless you know what you're gonna say.
-It hurts the moment. -I get excited.
[Cupcake and Dino] Robot fight!
[Dino] I think we all saw this coming.
You should've kept playing Angles Wins at Cards!
[Dino] Agreed!
[Cupcake] Or maybe, we had to meet our friends.
Now, team!
You have won. Finish me.
[gasping]
We don't want to hurt you, Angles.
That's not what friends do.
I finally understand.
Well, I'm glad somebody does.
Are we playing softball or what?
Get in here, Cup!
I'm not really a hug guy. Whoa!
Good... house.
That's a good house.
Well, Team Goody Bag finally won!
And all it took was the other team forfeiting
because they ran away from a house that wanted to destroy them.
Where are you going, Robo-Batter?
[robotic voice] I'm going to meet Angles to play board games.
Be back for supper!
Aw, they grow up so fast.
And then they shrink down again to normal size.
And then they go out to hang out with a house.
[sighing]
-So, best friend, whatcha wanna do now? -I'm going to bed.
-Going to bed to bounce on it? -No.
-Going to bed to build a fort? -No.
Going to bed to lie awake telling stories all night?
-[Cupcake] Yeah. No. -[Dino] Aww!
♪ Whoa whoa whoa leave nothing to chance ♪
♪ 'Cuz it's the pricing dance ♪
♪ 'Cuz pricing is easy to do ♪
♪ When I'm pricing with my brother ♪
♪ My brother who's you ♪
-[grunting] -[Peetree] Hey! Watch the fanny pack!
-[Cupcake] Peetree! -Welcome to Goody Bag Groceries!
Aren't you embarrassed?
Singing and dancing like ballerinas?
Uh, should we be?
I would. But I'm a manly man.
Macho to the core. Look at these abs. [grunting]
-Cool! -Now look at these abs.
-Creepy! -You like those? See these.
[grunting]
Thoroughly unsettling!
We don't usually sing and dance, Peetree.
-We're super macho too. -Yeah?
How many push-ups can you do?
Uh... not less than it would take to earn your respect, that's for sure.
I know macho, and you ain't it.
That's why I'm the most popular general services guy in Big City.
And you guys still live in the basement of your uncle's grocery store.
-Later. -Ah!
So, more dance? Or...
Aha! Dino, I've found the answer to all our problems.
Oh, great! What are our problems?
We're not macho enough!
-We need to be more like Peetree! -[Dino] Okay.
That's why we're gonna interview for this.
[gasping]
Just a bit too far for me to read.
Oh. "The Manly Men's Man Club is looking
for two stable hands to get their horses ready
for the horse show this Friday."
That's the most macho club in Big City.
If we impress those guys,
we'll get way better General Services gigs than we do now.
-What's wrong with the gigs we get now? -We need to think bigger, Dino.
You wanna mow lawns forever, or plunge toilets?
-No way, unless you do. -Could I interject?
Ah, Hugo?!? How long have you been there?
Well, you said hi when you came in.
And you asked me to get crackers and cheese,
which I did. And you're eating those right now.
So I'd say 2 hours?
Anyway, I heard that Man Club is full of jerks.
Aw, that's just the macho dude vibe.
I probably give it out too, you know.
Hugo, see if you can get us an interview for those jobs!
-[phone chiming] -They'll see you at 4.
What? I'm good at texting.
[Cupcake] Okay, Dino, remember what I said about the interview.
Whenever possible, respond with short, hard, manly grunts.
[grunting] Got it.
[pained grunt]
I totally got this. Whoa!
Did either of you see what I'm assuming
was a small bird pecking this door with little force?
[grunting]
Mysterious. Well, what do you need?
You interrupted our steak tasting.
Cupcake and Dino: General Services here.
-General what? -General Services.
We'll do any job you need done, so you don't have to do it.
We understand you're looking for stable hands?
There's only one resumé that matters here.
And it's not printed on paper. It's printed on lip.
A naked lip is a baby's lip,
and we don't hire babies.
-Manly men only! -[slams door]
Well, that was as Hugo advertised.
We're not done yet, Dino.
[oriental music]
-What is this place, Cup? -Oh, just a place to get things
you can't get at the usual stores.
Like an infomercial.
Good day. I note your lips are as bare as a baby's badunk.
What is your preference: those that stick, or those that clip?
We're thinking of something a little more permanent.
Yeah! I may have something for you.
Rub this on your lip and you shall note a change.
But be forewarned,
there is...
a price.
-[dramatic music] -[gasping]
$12 plus tax!
Oh, okay.
Cup! Wake up! Look!
That's technically a moustache!
It's technically a moustache!
[Chancellor] Well, it's technically a moustache. Ugh...
You're hired, I guess.
Yay!!!
I mean... [grunting]
This is the main hall where members sip steak,
chop wood and shake hands in an intense way.
But seeing as you're not members,
you'll be confined to the stables.
Horsies!
Chop chop! We need these beauties ready for the horse show tomorrow.
Look at him, Cup!
So strong and sleek, but his hair is so soft.
And sleek. And I think you found a dancer!
Hey!
No dancing. It's not manly!
-[horse neighing] -Aw, come here, you.
Aw! Who does he remind me of?
I don't see whatever it is that you're seeing.
[Peetree] Like you.
The pony looks just like you, Baby Lips.
Peetree?! How did you get in here? You don't have a moustache?!
Don't I?
[grunting]
Wow. Insta-stache!
[laughing]
[Dino sighing]
[yawning]
Hey, Cup, ready to comb more horses?
Wow, look at that moustache!
It's glorious! But how?
I stayed up all night
applying cream and reading the club rule book.
And guess what, Dino?
I'm not only gonna work for that club,
I'm gonna rule it.
Bring out the Grand Chancellor!
Are you sure about this, Cup?
Maybe we should just go pet our horses.
I thought I told you the main hall is for club members only.
Well, here's my application.
I challenge you to a moustache strong-off!
[crowd gasping]
Fine! And a moustache strong-off would be what, exactly?
It's a challenge to see who has the strongest moustache
and gets to be Grand Chancellor.
Hm, weird.
-Do I have a choice? -No.
Then I accept!
[dramatic music]
-[laugh] -Not now...
-Gentlemen, any questions? -Uh, yeah.
The horse, is it gonna run,
and then pull their moustaches, and--
Okay, yeah, I think I just answered my own question. I'm good.
Then may the strongest moustache win.
-And... Hyah!!! -[horse neighing]
[both groaning]
Ahh! Nooo!
[crying]
We have a winner!
Your new Grand Chancellor is Cupcake B. Goody!
What?! He's our new leader?
-Yeah, I'm a winner. Yay for me! -[crowd] Cupcake, Cupcake!
I mean, for what it's worth,
I think you look real good without it. So there's that.
[trumpeting]
[Dino] Well, Cup... or...
Mr. Grand Chancellor...
The horse show's about to start.
Do I look macho enough, Dino? My entrance has to be perfect
so Peetree himself cowers before me.
Just, don't forget that ultimately,
this is to raise the profile of our general services business. Right?
We're way past that now, Dino.
This is about macho respect.
Right. Have you used enough of that maybe?
Don't worry, Dino. I'll be fine!
Aaah!
What?!
Dino! Help me!
Uh... It's headed for the door!
Ow, ow...!
Ow!
No! My beautiful moustache!
[roaring]
[woman] Monster Moustache! Run!
Cup! It's headed for the pink pony
that looks exactly like you!
Lil' Cupper! Get out of there!
-Aww, you named him! -What? I... No...
[roaring]
-Whoa. Did you see that? -He's... dancing?
It can't keep up with his dance!
Let's help him, Cup! We gotta dance!
But dancing isn't manly.
And everyone's watching.
[soft dance music]
Cupcake!
We need you!
C'mon no-stache!
Why don't you go and dance with your little friends!?
[growling]
[neighing, screaming]
[Cupcake] Stop!
May I have this dance?
[techno music]
Uh, yeah! A dance!
Dance-e-tata. Dance-e-tata...
♪ Wacky wacky dance dance ♪
[techno music]
♪ Dance-e-tata... ♪
Consider yourself groomed!
You did not just think of that right now!
Did you just think of that right now?
That's my brother! He just thought of that right now!
You know what, Cup?
You should get a medal for what you did yesterday.
Well, I think me creating the monster kinda evened things out.
Right. I forgot you created the monster.
-[doorbell ringing] -Oh, think fast!
I just wanted to say.
I saw you dance-fight with that stache yesterday.
It was sorta whatever in a I-didn't-mind-it kinda way.
Oh! I... Peetree, I--
-Anyway. Later! -Wow.
Dancing made you look cool, tough and macho after all!
-You okay, Cup? -Absolutely.
Tough and macho. [groaning in pain]
I'm gonna get you some frozen peas.
Nope. Don't need 'em.
♪ Getting the peas dance ♪
♪ It's not a bore if your brother is sore ♪
♪ The peas are in the other direction ♪