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What's the emergency?

Did King Crab escape?

Did Jerk Mahim escape? Who escaped?

Nobody. We need your money so we can buy cookies.

Oh. Well, that's a good thing I left in the middle of getting my cavity filled.

Sweet Gam Gam's Cookies is holding a contest.

Oh, I love Sweet Gam Gam.

Her peanut butter fudge cookie is the reason I have that cavity.

If you find the winning box, you get to visit Sweet Gam Gam's Cookie Palace.

Yeah, she invented a microchip cookie that can be programmed with any flavor.

We can finally taste a Billy Thunderman super chocolate chunk surprise.

What's the surprise?

Cat food.

Billy, I don't think you should be at the helm of this ship.

One box, please.

One box?

You'll never win.

I won!

Congratulations on winning Sweet Gam Gam's cookie contest. I look forward to

sweeting you.

She said sweeting instead of meeting.

You're the worst, Phoebe.

Oh, I get to take someone with me. You're still the worst, Phoebe, but

take me with you.

It should be home soon.

I wonder if one of them won that cookie contest.

I'm the only choice.

Take me. Take me to the cookie palace.

Take me with you. Come on. Stop.

I will pick one of you. Just give me a second.

You heard her. Give her some time.

Time's up.

I'm the only choice. Take me. Take me to the cookie palace.

Every day with those four.

Barb, look at this. The little mini Metroburg pageant is coming up.

Oh, Hank, I'm flattered, but I'm not exactly pageant ready.

Not you.

Chloe! What's a pageant? Well, it's a little contest to see who the cutest,

talented super kid is.

Little contest?

Maybe for a simple farm girl, but for this stylish city boy, it was

Next up, ready to dazzle us with a flying ribbon routine, Lil Hank

Everything started out great.

My

ribbon

routine was hot.

Maybe a little too hot.

Fire! Fire!

All these superheroes and nobody has water powers!

Everyone made it out alive that day.

Except my dreams of pageant glory.

Your father never competed or shook what his mama gave him again.

I couldn't. They banned me.

But they didn't ban you!

Let's go change so we can get started.

This is going to be so much fun.

It's not just fun, Hank.

It's war.

We're going to do this for you, little Hank.

I know you will, big Hank.

Also, your fly is down.

Practice in my surprise face when Phoebe chooses me.

Should I go with the, I'm so honored to win. Oh, my gosh.

Or the, yes, in your faces.

Hey, guys.

My twin. How are you, dear?

Creeped out. Anyway.

After some careful consideration, I have decided that each of you should

convince me why I should take you.

Oh, oh.

like to throw my hat in the ring.

Get lost.

Miss me.

Ow!

The old second banana trick.

All right, Max, you start. Why should you get to try the microchip cookie?

Because if you don't choose me, I'll release that picture I have of you

your super suit wedgie.

You don't have a picture like that. Or do I? Pick me like I picked that wedgie.

I did not!

Why should I pick you?

We're sisters, which automatically puts me ahead of these ding -dongs.

But if you choose one of them, I'll laser off your left eyebrow.

Oh, no, that's the good one.

For now.

Yikes!

Okay, Billy, what about you?

Look, Sweet Game Game is my hero, and I'd love to try that microchip cookie,

I can't compete with Max and Nora.

What are you talking about?

Well, Max is your twin brother, and Nora is your sister from another mister.

Actually, we're from the same mister.

What I'm trying to say is you and I don't really hang out, so you should

probably take one of them.

Wow, Billy, that's absolutely true.

Okay, Phoebe, who's it going to be, me or Nora?

There's a lot to think about.

I have decided I'm taking Billy.

What?

have my hats back, please.

How?

You're really choosing me?

Yeah, you're really choosing him?

Hat attack!

What a day! I'm going to sweet gam -gams, and I caught a hat with my face.

I warned you, Phoebe.

Now I'm releasing that wedgie picture. Okay, there is no picture.

Because the ladies never pick.

They don't?

I mean, everybody knows that.

Billy's right. We don't hang out enough. This is a great time to bond with my

little bro.

Sorry, I meant that. I was too busy barfing in my mouth.

Okay, you two need to let this go. I'm taking Billy, and that's tough cookies.

I made my point, and I said cookies.

I can't believe this.

gonna hang out, we should hang out too.

Matt.

Come on, Matt. How else are we gonna break into Sweet Gam Gam's Cookie Palace

eat that microchip cookie?

Nora, I'm a candidate for the Z -Force. I can't do that.

I get that you're not evil anymore, but you don't have to be all Phoebe about

it. What, what, what?

Never mind. You're probably right.

We should let them eat our cookie while you go do ballet.

Phoebe takes ballet.

Oh, sorry. I get you too confused lately.

We're getting that cookie. And I am nothing like Phoebe.

You're twins.

Nothing!

Okay, Chloe, we've got until tomorrow to get you ready for the pageant. Let's

work on your thunder wave.

Spin the light bulb, wipe the window, and fade.

I've been waving all wrong.

You sure have, honey, but Daddy's gonna fix it.

First, we've got to figure out what talent you want to showcase.

How about my tele -handspring?

Ta -da!

It's like you inherited my looks and my talent.

Now, to win this thing, you have to be able to answer questions under pressure.

What if I don't know what to say?

Easy. The answer is always world peace.

Crowds, eat that up.

I'm going to spin you to simulate how nervous and disoriented you'll be on

stage. Ready?

Young lady, what do you want to be when you grow up?

World peace?

That was good, Chloe.

You didn't land on your face.

Daddy, pageants are a lot of work.

It'll all be worth it when they hand that trophy to me.

World peace?

Welcome to the Cookie Palace.

Sweet damn game will be with you soon.

Thanks again for choosing me, Phoebe. I thought you were going to bring your

boyfriend, Link.

Wow, we really don't hang out.

Introducing the Countess of Cookies, the Duchess of Deliciousness, Sweet Deb

Gamp.

Sweet Gamp Gamp in the house.

It's really you.

I've eaten so many of your cookies, I feel like we know each other. Oh, we do.

Just kidding.

I've never seen you before in my life.

See, Gam Gam, your cookie palace is amazing. I love all of these inventions.

The soaking cookie T -shirt.

I want to wear it. I want to eat it.

And this is my shrink wrap ray.

It keeps cookies fresh for years.

And people, too.

I'm 130.

Sweet Gam Gam, is this the microchip cookie? No, that's the microchip cookie.

Is it true you only made one? Yes.

And it can be programmed to taste like anything?

Yes. Can I lick the glass?

No.

You can taste it after we have a dip in my pool.

The cookie dough swimming pool? That's real?

Oh, you bet your sweet snickerdoodle it is.

Hey, Gam Gam, did you order a giant bag of chocolate chip? I don't know.

I can't even remember the name of this pretty young girl.

It's Billy, and I'm a boy.

Just leave the bag.

Follow me, my cookie crumbs.

Oh, this is great. I'm so glad I chose you, Billy. Me too.

My

plan

worked. We're in. Yay! Maybe next time add air holes to the bag, but yay!

There it is, Nora.

The cookie of the future.

It's beautiful.

Smash that glass!

Calm down.

I'm gonna hack it open.

Once my device finishes deciphering the lock code, we can remove the glass and

eat that cookie.

You know, Max, I gotta say, hanging out with you has been really cool.

Oh, yeah.

Now you say something nice about me. Oh, oh.

What? It's the best I can come up with.

Pop the hip, Chloe.

It's a sassy walk, not a gassy walk.

Is this better?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No.

Watch.

See?

Fierce. Confident.

Pageantry!

You keep on practicing. to sing while I see where Colossal is with your dress.

Barb, she's at a three. I need her at an eight.

Oh, you're working so hard, sweetie.

Are you excited for the pageant?

Daddy is.

And what about you?

Daddy is.

I worked my paws to the bone on this, but I'm pretty proud of how...

This isn't a dress. It's a diaper dipped in who cares.

Keep it together, Colosso.

Don't let him see you cry.

Hey, can I have a word with you?

Oh, sure, honey. Make it sparkle, Bunny.

What's up, Barb? The pageant's in two hours, and Chloe's hair's a three -hour

problem.

talk to you about Chloe. I'm worried she may not be as into the pageant as you

are. Oh, that's crazy.

I mean, look how much fun she's having practicing her fancy walk.

Pageantry!

See? Time of her life.

I don't know. Trust me, Barb. She's loving it. And she's gonna love her new

hair!

The bigger the hair, the bigger the trophy!

Only one more numbers chance between us and tasting history.

Win!

It's magnificent.

And it smells like a laptop dipped in sugar.

Now to program the flavor.

How about chocolate turkey wasabi?

It'll be like a Japanese Thanksgiving in our mouths.

Downloading deliciousness.

Now watch the door. Make sure someone isn't coming.

I don't have to go to the bathroom.

Just try. You don't want to be the guy who peed in the cookie dough pool.

I'll just wait out here with Max and Nora.

Max and Nora?

Well, Japanese Thanksgiving's been ruined.

Phoebe, I know what you're thinking.

That you're a terrible cheat who's about to steal the cookie we won?

Yeah, that's pretty much it.

I can't believe you two. This is supposed to be a beautiful brother

It is.

For me and Dora. Nora. Nora.

Max, come on, put that down. Or what?

Or this.

Thank you.

She froze me and stole the cookie, didn't she? Sure did. He looked real

Come on, let's go.

Now she looks dumb.

Yes, she is.

And she's also not dating Link anymore.

Don't worry.

Once we put this cookie back, we'll free you two so you can leave before you get

in trouble with Sweet Gam Gam.

What in the cinnamon spice is going on here?

Sweet Gam Gam, we can explain.

Save it, cookie thieves.

It's time to kick some butterscotch.

We should probably help.

Hit him hard again, Kim!

How about a round of applause for the talented Missy Blizzardberg?

There's no business like snow business.

Show off.

The girl is eight, Hank.

I know. What's that geezer even doing in this competition?

And our next contestant is Chloe Thunderman.

Now it's time for the question and answer segment.

So, Chloe, if you had any superpower, what would that be?

Well, peace.

Well, the good news is no one in the audience is going to be hungry later.

Why is that?

Because they are eating this up.

question. If you could just have one wish, what would that be?

I wish I had a magical unicorn that poops world peace.

That's my daughter!

That's my daughter!

Now, Chloe, tell us what you're going to be doing in the talent round coming up.

I can't wait for everyone to see her tell a handspring. Well, for some

she decided to do my ribbon dance.

Hank, look at her. She is not having fun.

Ah, this is not supposed to be fun, Barb. This is war.

Uh, Big Hank?

Oh, good. Little Hank, I saved your seat.

The lady's right.

Chloe's miserable out there trying to make our dream come true.

Uh, I think miserable is a little strong, don't you think?

Pageantry.

Okay, I see it.

Where's my gun?

Nothing that can't be undone, big guy.

I'll be up to snack bar.

That is one wise imaginary boy.

Were you talking to little Hank?

No. I was listening to him.

Chloe, stop.

I need to accept that I lost this pageant all those years ago.

I shouldn't have made you enter this one. I'm sorry.

I forgive you, Daddy.

Let's go home.

Wait. There's something you have to do first.

Really? Show them how it's done, baby.

We get to marry that rock star?

Sure do, Lil Barb.

trapped here, I'd still stay and watch this.

Turn so I can see.

Why can't you just call the cops and take us to prison like a normal grandma?

Because I want to do this.

All right, Nora. I think I have a plan to get us out of here and get us that

cookie. And done.

For the record, that was my plan.

Oh, come on. What is that for?

Smacking fools.

Hello,

cookie. You're about to be in my belly soon.

There are a couple other cookies in there, but they meant nothing to me.

You gonna eat it or date it?

I mean, Phoebe just wanted to hang out with Billy, but because of us, they're

both being smushed by a comically large spatula.

Let him suffer.

What's wrong with me?

I think this is why we don't hang out.

We're bad influences on each other.

You're right. Why does it hurt so much?

We should probably save them. Yeah.

Sweet Game Game, wait.

You're flattening the wrong people. We tried to steal the cookie.

What the double chocolate are you talking about?

because we were jealous our brother and sister got to eat it.

You should let them go.

Your honesty is as refreshing as a glass of milk after a cookie taco.

You really have a cookie taco?

Soft and hard shell.

Hey, uh, can you discuss this after you stop squishing our organs?

Sorry, Billy. This is not how I wanted our day to go. Are you kidding?

You could have chosen anyone to get beaten up by Sweet Gam Gam, and you

me. Do it again.

They're choosing you, not the massive amounts of pain.

Oh, I should thank you guys.

I haven't smacked a fool in years.

And it made me feel 90 again.

Well, Sweet Gam Gam, since we won the contest, is there any chance we can

try the microchip cookie?

Yes. And you can download any flavor you want.

Billy, you should pick the flavor. Okay.

Downloading deliciousness.

Okay, everybody, take a piece.

Guys, this is so good, you have to try it.

Cat food?

That little girl is crazy.

Yeah.