♪ Theme song! ♪
♪ Cupcake and Dino Cupcake and Dino-o-oh ♪
♪ General Services that's what we do, we do ♪
♪ Cupcake and Dino Cupcake and Dino-o-oh ♪
♪ General Services and here's my bro ♪
-♪ We'll groom your pets! ♪ -♪ We'll mop your floor! ♪
♪ We'll deliver ninjas to your door ♪
♪ Cupcake and Dino Cupcake and Dino-o-oh ♪
♪ General Services ♪
[Vicky] Please, everyone stay calm.
Now, Lucy, tell us exactly what you saw last night.
I saw Santy Claus fly over Big City in his sleigh,
and he passed right by us!
-And he didn't deliver a single present. -[all gasping]
We missed Santy?!
Noooooooooo... we didn't. It's not even December yet.
He's right! It's only...
November 55!
Wait. November 55? Is that a thing now?
-[indistinct whispering] -I'm told that isn't a thing now.
[nervous laughter]
30 days in November, plus 25, that means today is...
-[gasping] Christmas day!!! -[exclamations]
Oh, no!! We don't have any decorations up!
Santa must've thought we were bah-humbuggin' it last night,
-so he skipped Big City! -[panicked exclamations]
As Mayor, I demand to know who printed these criminally make-believe calendars!
-[indistinct whispering] -Me? It was me?
[nervous laughter] Well, jingle my bells.
Looks like we're paying the price for electing a child mayor.
Big City needs a grown-up mayor with a grown-up brain
and a grownup general-service business.
Um... talking about me right now, if it wasn't clear.
-I'm a grownup. -[crowd cheering]
[man] All right! Yeah!
Aw. What an interesting idea, Peetree. But no way.
Cup and Dino, I am hiring you to help me save Christmas.
[trumpet sound]
OK, punies, but we want our Christmas presents by midnight tonight,
or we start looking for a new mayor! Right, angry people?
[all] Yeah!!
Oh, and boys, FYI, as soon as I'm mayor,
all the general service gigs in town will be mine!
[Dino gasping] He's double whammying us, Cup!
The mayor thing and the general services thing?!
He hit us with a wham, and then he hit us with a second wham.
A classic double whammy. We have to stop him, Dino. But how?
There's only one way to stop a double whammy: a triple whammy!
-That's... that's not a thing. -Whammy...
[Vicky] Time to put this no-Christmas madness to bed.
-I'll just get Santa on the horn. -[Cupcake] No! Uh, don't do that!
Why not? Are you afraid of Santa or something?
-Yes. -What?! No, that's ridiculous.
-[line ringing] -He is. He's afraid of Santa.
Ho-ho-ho! Hello!
-[clearing throat] I mean hello? -Hey, hey, big man.
-Hey, Mini-Mayor. S'up? -Listen, I need a do-over.
Ho! No can do, compadre.
Big City's missing the Christmas spirit this year.
Bummed me out big-time, man.
It was just a clerical error. Crews are decking the halls as we speak.
Oh, that's a relief, but still,
me and the boys are beat from schlepping two million gifts around all night.
We can't move a muscle. Love to help, but we're wiped.
[Vicky] Uh, what if... I delivered the presents?
I don't know.
It's a lot of presents for one person, Vicks.
-I'll have friends helping me. Right? -For sure, yes, lots of help!
Too much help, in fact. Excuse me one second.
Cup!! Come back!!
[distorted Christmas music]
[Vicky] OK, Cup, spill it.
Why are you afraid of the jolliest, most generous guy on the planet?
C'mon, Cup, just tell her.
[laughing] Oh, this is gonna be good!
[sighing] It was years ago.
On Christmas Eve.
I was just a super-adorable baby.
Seriously, I was so adorable that old ladies used to grab my cheeks
and say, "That baby should model. He should be a hot model.
-On... on... on the Baker's Hot Weekly." -Just tell the story.
-Baby Runway. -Gotcha.
I loved Santa. He was my favourite guy in the world.
I was sure he was gonna bring me the official Best Bros. Taco Thrower
I asked for. I tried to stay up and thank him.
But I... I fell asleep.
What's this?
Ho-ho! A cupcake?
I shouldn't... but I will!
-[distorted Christmas music] -Wh-what's going on?!
I-I can't even talk about what happened next.
C'mon, get to the good part!
Sorry, Cup, I had no idea.
The worst thing is, we never got those Taco Throwers.
Or second worst.
You becoming a snack for Santa was definitely first worst.
[whispering] Taco Throwers.
-Ah!!! -Sign here, please.
And here. And here. Thank you. Here's Santa's Big City List.
Can you guys really pull this off? Deliver gifts to the entire city...
alone? [laughing]
-I couldn't. -[Cupcake] Good point, elf guy.
Maybe we should all take a step back and reconsider--
Together we can! The three of us!
The three jolly Musketeers!
For Christmas! For justice! For Santa!!!
-Santa?! Where?! Ahhhh!!! -[crash]
Yep, seems like you'll be fine.
OK, guys. It's the bottom of the 9th
and we just got a couple of million prezzies to hit out of the park!
Sports metaphor inspiration.
Huh. I can see that analogy wasn't really a home run for you.
No? I guess I really struck out there. Really?
Fine. Let's just save Christmas!!
[sighing] Here.
-Merry Christmas! -Oh, thank you.
C'mon, guys! Faster!
Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!
-Thank you. -Gracias.
-Thanks. -Faster!
Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!
Hey, this is actually pretty fun.
-Thank you. -You're welcome!
And have a really Merry Christmas.
Oh, my little Cup is all Santa Claused up!
We're halfway there! Nice work, boys.
-I'm so proud of you, Cup. -Peppermint fudge!
Those brats might actually pull this off!
Cup, can you check the bag and find me the present for Linda Schmoop?
-Sure thing! -[Peetree] Bingo.
Time to put 'fraidy-Cup's tinsel in a tangle.
Ho-ho-ho!
[Cup gasping] Santa!! No!!
Don't eat... don't eat me! Ahhh!!!
-Hey! -I'm too adorable to be eaten!
-Santa, no!! -Oh, Cup, come back!
It was Peetree! We can't finish in time without you!
[Dino] Cup! No!
You're just flashbacking! You're just flashbacking!
Let him go. We have Christmas to save!
Tick-tock, children.
Midnight will be here quicker than you think.
It's only 11:30. It's like half an hour away.
It's plenty of time. Am I the only one who sees this?
-Well, um, it's an expression. -[Dino] Well, here's another expression:
You just got whammied!
Dino... Dino-whammied! Whamosaurus-Rex.
[scatting]
[sighing] How could I let everyone down like that?
Why do I have to be scared like this every Christmas? Why do I...
[gasping] Santa's sleigh!
He must be close!
It's time to crown a new mayor! Follow me, easily riled-up people!
[all] Peetree, Peetree, Peetree, Peetree, Peetree, Peetree!
I can't let this happen to Vicky!
That's it! This ends right here, right now!
Ah!!
Or as soon as I can get out of this garbage heap.
Couple minutes, tops.
Atcha-ha! Listen up, Nick!
I don't like you, and you'd like to eat me,
but my friends are in trouble and I need your help!
Why's it suddenly smell like a dumpster in here?
Why, it's... you.
[echoing]
A cupcake? I shouldn't... but I will!
[distorted Christmas music]
Ah! What's going on?
Please, Santa! Don't!
-What?! -Ah!!
I'm too adorable to be eaten! I'm too adorable...
I-I had no idea. Please, I am so... sorry.
Did you know that since that night,
I haven't eaten a single snack left out for me?
It's true! I lost 100 pounds!
Really? Then what do you do with all the cookies kids leave out?
-I give 'em to Blitzen. -Hallo!
Listen, Cup, if there's anything I can do to make it up to you--
You can! Vicky needs our help! But we're running out of time!
Say no more! Let's go, boys! Time to save Big City Christmas!
-[hopeful music starting and stopping] -Um. We didn't try to eat the kid.
So I don't feel like we're at fault here.
[sighing] Fine, I'll do it myself.
Ha-ha! Hand me a towel, Cupcake.
Two minutes to go, only 100,000 presents left.
-[mob] Peetree, Peetree, Peetree! -[woman] Peetree!
It's over, kids. You'll never make it in time.
Let me lighten your load there, Mayor.
-Not so fast, Peetree! -[all gasping]
Cup! You came back!
Santa wanted me to give you something, Peetree.
-Coal! -What?!
Ho-ho. Hi, Peetree. You've been a bad boy.
-What?! -Merry Christmas, Big City!
Let's deliver some presents!
-[electronic Christmas music] -[all gasping]
-[bell ringing] -[all cheering]
Ho-ho-ho!
-Whoa. -[Peetree laughing]
There's still one present left! I win!
-He can't! -No!
I'm... I'm sorry, Vicky.
Yeah. So sorry, Vicky. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, and all that stuff.
Now somebody put a sash on me or something.
Oooh, that is a quality sash. For spur of the moment, nice job.
[gasping] Wait!
This present is already delivered.
-It's for... me. -[exclamations]
What?!! No...!!
Oh... that's a whammy!! Infinity whammy!
In-fi-nity whammy!!
[whooping]
Congratulations, Ms. Mayor, you win.
You didn't think I'd forget, did ya?
[gasping]
Cup to Dino, Cup to Dino. We're a go for taco launch. Over.
Copy that, Cup. Ch-chick. Bird is in the air. Pa-chooo!
[laughing]
[groaning] I'm exhausted!
Now I know how you feel every year.
-[Dino] Pa-chooo! -[Cup laughing]
[Dino giggling]
Totally worth it.
And that's the story of how Cup got over his fear of Santa.
And how Hugo spent another Christmas alone.
You know, I feel like I could've helped
with the logistics of delivering all those presents.
I mean, I enjoy tables and charts and math.
It gets all confusing, but I could write it down,
and then I would use a ruler and a protractor!
C'mon, you little cutie, get into your cozy new forever home...
Gotcha! I'm all done, Cup! Just 9,923 boxes to go.
Oh, man. OK, that's a lot, isn't it?
Good work, Dino! If we keep up this pace,
skip breakfast, lunch, dinner and toilet time,
we might just maybe but probably not finish packing
these toothpick boxes in time for tonight's Big City B-B-Q!
Sure, yeah. Hunker down, focus,
try super hard not to lose our minds, and avoid all distractions.
[radio] We interrupt this program with a tempting and juicy distraction.
-[loud gasp] -Drop everything you're doing,
'cause you can't be doing anything with all this snow outside.
Big City is absolutely covered in snow!
Snow, snow, snow!
This update brought to you by Bronzed Bod suntan lotion.
You did not hear that, Dino.
Oh, I for sure did, Cup. I for sure did!
This is glorious news!
It's a snow day!!!
Dino, think of the toothpicks. Remember the toothpicks!
-Dino? -Snow... day...!!!
Whoa! [laughing]
-So fluffy. -Hats for sale.
For snow-day brothers only. Get yours now.
If you play in the snow with me!
I dunno, Dino. We really should finish our general service.
Those toothpicks aren't gonna pack themselves!
I can't hear... you, Cup!
No, actually I have snow in my ears. Just let me get this...
Maybe just a quicky dippy...
Snow day!!
♪ Doo doo doo doo doo doo ♪
♪ Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo ♪
♪ Doo doo doo doo doo doo ♪
♪ Doo doo ♪
♪ Doo ♪
♪ Doo doo doo doo doo doo ♪
♪ Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo ♪
♪ Doo doo doo doo doo ♪
♪ Doo da doo ♪
[laughing]
♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪
-♪ Doo doo doo doo doo doo ♪ -[Cup and Dino laughing]
♪ Doo doo doo doo doo doo ♪
♪ Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo ♪
♪ Doo doo ♪
[both screaming]
I love it! I love it.
Ah, me too, Dino! Snow, kids, fun.
Oh! But wait. You hear that?
"Put me in a box, I'm a toothpick."
[gasping] We gotta get...!
OK, I see what you're doing there, Cup.
I see what you're doing and I like it. But just hear me out for a second.
Listen to my words, feel them in your heart.
-OK! -Dino...
We build just one witsy-bitsy shmoontsy boontsy snow fort,
then we go home and pack toothpicks for the B-B-Q.
'Cause that's fun too. Packing toothpicks.
[sighing] OK. Dino. Dino! Eyes. Eyes here.
We build one little teeny fort and then we're back to our gig. Deal?
Deal! One super simpie-wimpie snow fort coming up!!
-[others groaning] -Isn't it beautiful, Cup?
It's the most glorious snow fort I've ever seen, Dino. But I-I mean--
-Not so simpie-wimpie? -Not so simpie-wimpie, no.
-Oh, hey, did you install this doorbell? -Ha! Yep!
Oooh! Lemme try!
It's a snow one, so you have to make the sound with your mouth.
Oh, great. I prefer that. Ding-dong!
Yeah, that's nice. Ding-dong! Take it up to the top.
[high-pitched] Ding-dong!
Down low, too slow. [low-pitched] Diiiing-dooooong.
Yeah, I like it. It allows me to play with my vocal range.
[thundering]
What was that?
You there! Kids I don't care about!
-Peetree. -Dorks! Hi!
I've been hired to shovel this area and that means you babies
and your house of baby powder are going down, stat.
Leave now or be evicted! By me!
Well, it was fun while it lasted, Dino, but -
and this is very hard for me to say -
Peetree's probably right. [gagging]
Peetree's probably right. [grunting]
Ah, my frosting was starting to freeze anyways.
Really? I'm not so sure, Cup. 'Cause I think...
[sniffing] ...I might...
[sniffing] ...smell a snowball fight coming on.
I-I'm also whiffing and I don't think that's the whiff.
Oh, that's the whiff, Cup. That's the whiff. Hey, Peetree!
Dino here! First-time builder, long-time-wanting-to builder.
-I don't care! -Gotcha. Perfect.
Hey, just wanted to tell you.
We're gonna take a hard pass on your deal. A hard pass!!
Also, Peetree...
Watch this.
Go...
fly a kite.
-[all gasping] -Did he just...
did he just tell me to go fly a kite?
-[all gasping] -[Dino] Oh, man, that was a good toss.
-Ding and dong! -That's it, dorks!
You just bought yourself the ultimate snow fight!
[screaming gibberish]
[all shouting]
Excellent work, team. Can I get 100 more 10 times that size?
-Sir, yes, sir! -Hey, uh, Dino, can I talk to you?
-How are our rations, soldier? -64 red licorice left, sir.
Make that 63.
-What's up, Cup? -This is super fun and all and--
-62... -But think of the toothpicks, Dino.
The cutesy-smootsie toothpicks.
[cute voice] If I say it like this, does it make it more enticing?
61.
Thank you. We can't just bail on a general service.
Don't worry, Cup. As soon as Peetree's defeated,
we're headed home to box some picks.
[Peetree] Dino! Kids I still don't care about!
Give up now or it is on!
No deal, Peetree!
Although I appreciate that you gave us choices!
Peetree's right, Dino. [gagging]
Oh, it hurts to say.
Oh, the little cutie Cupcake guy is finally chiming in.
Little... cutie... Cupcake guy?
Ooh, I know that look!
60!
Hold on to your butt, Peetree!
It... is... on. Hi-yah!
[both] Yah!!
Yes, hens, take the castle!
[shouting and clucking]
Take out those snowblowers!
You and you, create a diversion!
Ooh, diversions! I love it!
That's my brother.
[Cupcake] Now, Dino!!
Fall back! Fall back!!
-[Dino] Yes! -[triumphant shouting]
-Whoo, whoo! -Snow day forever!
-Whoo, whoo, whoo! -I am the snow king!!!
-Whatcha think they're doing, Cup? -I dunno, Dino.
[Cup] It looks like they're planning something.
Is it a group hug? Ooh, I love planning group hugs!
[Cup] Oh, no. It's a poultry pile!
Charge!!
-Should we quit, sirs? -Quit?
You're asking if we should quit?! Never!!
Now let's go have... some fun!
-[all cheering] -Every water-sprayer to the wall!
[dramatic music]
-[no music] -Wait...
[dramatic music]
Still waiting...
[dramatic music]
-[bird cawing] -Fire!!!
[wild cheering]
Pokey-pokey, frozen monster. Ding-dong.
-[hens clucking] -[cheering]
We did it! All hail Commander Dino!
-Whee! -[all cheering]
What are we gonna do now?
We're gonna introduce a little box to a little stick called "toothpick".
[chuckling] And they'll be best friends.
Good times, though. What a victory...
Or! We could build our castle twice as tall,
add a snow slide and other amenities - and, yes,
I'm talking about a kitchenette - and we'll also eat - oh! -
as much licorice as the mind can conceive of!
Yes! [whispering]
March me away, boys!
-[kids cheering Dino] -[Dino] Oh, it'll be glorious!
-Glorious! -[sighing]
Sorry, bro. You may be a snow king,
but I'm a general servicer.
[Dino] A snow king!
I'm a snow king!!
It hurts me to say this, but you win.
And I've never said this before, but... [gagging]
But I lose. We surrender.
Please accept our peace offering:
this giant barrel of delicious hot chocolate.
You kids are way too smart for us.
We'll leave now.
-Yay!! We won! -[kids cheering]
Yes!
Thank you, everyone. This victory would not have been possible
without your bravery and the support of my fun-loving brother,
Cupcake B. Goody!
Cup? Where's my best bro?
-Now! -[beeping]
[child 1] Oh, no! The hot chocolate is melting the castle!
-[child 2] Our fort! -Cup?
[child 3] Oh, no, everything's melting!
-Oh, what have I done? -[kids screaming]
Snowtopians! This isn't over!
I have one more task to ask of you.
C'mon, everybody!
Cock-a-doodle-doo, baby!
Hey, where'd everybody go?
-[chiming] -Cup! There you are!
-Dino, why aren't you back-- -We abandoned the castle.
It wasn't fun anymore without you there.
-Really? You left the castle for me? -I'm sorry I didn't listen, Cup.
I got so wrapped up in the glorious snow and being king of the snow.
And just a whole lot of stuff to do with the snow.
It's OK, Dino. I was actually coming back out to find you.
I was back at HQ packing toothpicks and--
Super fun. The best. Go on.
But it just didn't feel right.
Dino, the best part of doing general services
is that I get to hang out with my bro.
Aw...
I guess we're not gonna get our toothpicks done tonight.
Or... will we?
Now, troops, let's get these toothpicks into their cozy box homes
so they can get forced into people's dirty mouths at the B-B-Q.
Good to have you back, Corporal Dino.
Aw. Thanks, Cup. It's Commander, but whatevs.
[Peetree] Oh, yeah! We totally won!
That's what I'm talking about! Oh, look. A doorbell.
[all screaming]
Yeah, it's a fake one,
so you have to do the sound with your mouth.
Ding-dong.