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How many garden gnomes did you buy?

Seven. And a half. Dropped one.

And what are you doing with them?

Freeing them.

They belong in the garden.

It's right there in their name.

Sure, but you know the hardware store is just going to order in more garden

gnomes next week.

Then I vow to keep going back every week, so each gnome is back where it

belongs.

Whoa!

That is extraordinary.

You haven't seen these yet?

They've been popping up all over town.

Really? I think I've been spending too much time with gnomes.

But this changes everything.

Does it?

Of course it does. Look at that thing.

I had no idea anyone in Star Falls could create such inspired and exquisite art.

No offense.

You sound like Diamond.

No offense.

You said they've been popping up recently.

Is there anyone new in town?

Do I look like someone who knows the comings and goings of everyone around

Okay, I do.

But I have a theory about the artist.

It's Ginger.

Ginger? She's artsy. She's got a lot of free time on her hands. And the special

sport is the owl.

It's done in chalk.

It's a lot more likely that a mysterious master artist has arrived in Star

Falls. Finally, I'll meet my creative equal.

So, you're gonna pick up those garden gnomes?

Nah.

I brought these golf clubs you asked for.

Nate? Yes?

Hey. Why are you in a fake hedge?

I need your help. Tomorrow I'm spying on Lou, and you're my backup.

Nice. Wait, why are you spying on Lou? I think he's going to break into

Charlie's till he has to prove that Charlie stole his recipe.

I thought he loved Charlie's. Yeah, because he thinks it's his chili.

Anyway, I thought I'm doing all sorts of weird stuff today.

Who does weird stuff every day?

Yeah, but he was checking out the chili hut, walking around it, taking pictures.

You mean he was casing the joint?

What does that mean?

It's what bad guys do before they do bad guy stuff.

That's what I said.

Okay, we should do his takeout.

Is there room for both of us in that thing?

Totally.

So what do you need the golf clubs for?

I want to see how far I can hit an egg.

And I'm taking these home.

What? No, no.

Where were you?

Just out with Phoenix and seven and a half garden gnomes.

Sounds about right.

Whoa, what are you feeding, a soccer team?

Nope, just you kids.

You'll be on your own tomorrow.

We're meeting with potential wedding florists out of town.

Don't they have flowers in Starfall?

Yep, Enid's flowers.

But Enid wouldn't stop giving Craig a hard time for something his character

in a movie ten years ago. I kept telling her I didn't choose to go lobster

fishing over my kid's piano recital. My character Brian did.

What she said, that's exactly what Brian would say.

But it turns out there are a bunch of fun and interesting florists around the

state, so we're going to make a trip of it.

Ooh, so no parents tomorrow?

This is going to be the best.

I mean, oh, it's going to be so awful without you here.

Please hurry back soon.

So what are we going to do? We could throw a huge party. No party.

Okay. Ooh, we could run a limo and go through the drive -thru at the Burger

Palace. No limos.

Wait. Tomorrow's the TV binge -a -thon for the new season of The Shuffling

That's right!

The zombie madness starts at breakfast and goes on all day.

Okay, new plan. We make snacks and watch until the sun goes down or our eyes

fall out of our heads.

Whichever comes first.

That works for us.

Except the eyes falling out of the head part.

Fine.

I have a plan.

Is he talking to us?

I... I have no idea.

A mysterious rogue artist is putting up art around town, and I've got a plan to

draw him out.

How? I'm glad you asked. We didn't... I'm going to install my own art around

Star Falls. The mystery artist will, no doubt, respond with more art.

Sophia thinks it's ginger.

It's not ginger.

But why? Because women can't make great art?

No, women make the best art.

It's because Ginger has no taste.

Really? She doesn't believe in salt.

Now, I need to make sure my art is a masterpiece.

I will spend the weekend undisturbed in the bunkhouse working on it. Hold on

there, buddy.

We're going away, and I need you to take care of Bo and the girls.

I can do both at the same time. I'd really rather you just focus on the

You know how you get when you're too wrapped up in your own thing?

You don't notice anything else happening around you. That is not true. You

played a bagpipe solo in Central Park for three hours before you realized it

pouring rain.

But I made a lot of money. Son, they were paying you to stop.

This could be my one shot at meeting the mystery artist. Your art can wait.

Did you really play for three hours?

With the pipe?

Either give it your all, or you don't even pick up the bag.

Sometimes parents need a little help.

So we're helping ours get together.

My mom, my best friend.

Her dad, huge movie star.

And things might get a little crazy.

Okay, a lot crazy.

But that's just life in Star Falls.

Okay, zombie fans. Here comes your show marathon checklist.

Ready? The Shuffling Dead t -shirt. Check.

Zombie fiends next.

Double check.

Here are some... Peeled grapes to feel like zombified eyeballs.

And I decorated some cupcakes to look like brains.

And the spaghetti's meant to look like zombie guts.

Ew, don't be gross. I just like spaghetti.

Sometimes for breakfast.

Don't judge.

Happy shuffling! See you on the other side.

Ooh!

Phoenix, want to sloth it up in front of the TV for a day?

Actually, I was wondering if you'd like to spend the day helping me with my art

project.

You're joking, right?

If I was joking, you'd know it.

Because I say something like knock -knock, which is how all the best jokes

start. Knock -knock. Who's there?

Us, helping you with your art project.

Anyway, the princess expressly said I'm in charge. And so, like it or not,

you're going to help me.

What?

Is this a punishment for the knock -knock joke thing? Because I was all

Punishment? This is an amazing opportunity I'm giving you. You'll be

participating in what could be a turning point in contemporary art.

Gee, lucky I... See?

I knew you'd get on board.

Oh, I get it.

These grapes are zombie eyes.

This cleverly crafted licorice is supposed to be a bug.

Yeah, I think that was an actual bug.

Okay, let's get started.

Wait! If we have to help, where's Bo?

Shouldn't he have to do this too?

The last time I asked Bo to help with an art project, it took a month for his

hair to grow back.

Besides, Bo said he and Nate are spending time with Lou.

Lou's walking around the Chili Hut again. He's been doing that all morning.

When's he going to make his move?

Soon. He's looking around to see if anyone's watching him.

Now he's checking out the Chili Hut security cameras.

Now he's scratching his butt.

Well, that's nothing new.

Sniggles are boring.

Super boring.

Plus, I forgot to eat breakfast.

You hungry?

Always. I'll go home and grab food if you stay here and keep an eye on Lou.

not get some chili to go? And blow our cover?

No way.

Plus, you don't want to be trapped in here after a bowl of triple bean chili.

Good call.

We can stay in touch with Theo.

Walkie -talkies?

Why don't we just use our phone? And do we really need the binoculars? I can see

Luja's fine.

Walkie -talkies are way cooler.

And binoculars are way, way cooler.

Just keep an eye on him, all right?

You got it.

He's scratching his butt again.

We're on walkie -talkies. You have to say, he's scratching his butt again.

over.

All right.

As we all know, light bulbs represent ideas.

So a giant light bulb made up of light bulbs is a big idea.

I'm sure the mystery artist will think it's impressive.

Yeah, we got it. You don't have to keep showing us that light bulb.

Oh, I accidentally glued this once in my hand.

A little help?

Wow, that's really stuck on there.

Oh, the Shuffling Dead marathon is about to start. Oh, this is going to be so

awesome.

What do you think you're doing?

The show is starting.

Hey, we were watching that.

You can't watch TV and work on art.

It's like trying to ride two horses at once.

Except art is more like a unicorn.

Beautiful and dangerous.

What was I saying?

Oh, right. A true artist must focus.

Anyway, I'm going to try using some butter to get this off.

Can you believe, Phoenix?

We need to watch our show.

Yeah. Definitely uncool.

Uncool? He's the worst!

Uh, is this ideal?

No, but he is my brother.

So you're taking his side?

Well, yes.

Look, we're gonna be stepsisters.

If you did something ridiculous and someone called you the worst, I'd take

side, even if you were being the worst.

That's family.

Aw, that's surprisingly sweet.

So what if Phoenix took our tablet? We can just watch the show on my phone.

Get it? Because it was a good idea? Yeah, I got it.

You're sitting on a park bench feeding pigeons. Over.

Where are you with the food? I'm starving. Over. Keep your hair on. I'll

right there. Over.

We now return to the Shuffling Dead.

What? I'm just going to watch one episode.

Don't look at me all judgy like that. You snuffed all the dog's butts.

Stop everything.

I just had an amazing idea.

Forget the whole light bulb thing.

Instead, we're going to build a hamster wheel big enough for five people.

That'll definitely impress the mystery artist, right?

Who are you listening to?

Um, music.

That's right.

Listening to someone else's art can only help our art making.

Good call.

Unplug the headphones so we can all hear it.

I don't think you'd like the song.

Trust me, this is not for you.

Shuffling dead?

I need you to focus.

Hand over the phone, please. What? But we're going to miss it. Phone.

I'm just trying to help you get in touch with your inner artist.

I'm in charge, remember?

You were totally right.

Brother or not, he's the worst.

Welcome to my side.

Now, to build a human hamster wheel, I'll need to take apart everyone's

Be right back.

I can't believe this. Now we can't watch the show.

Nope. We're breaking out of here.

Okay, good, because I do not want to end up on that hamster wheel. I have a

plan. When Phoenix comes back, just follow my lead and we'll be back to

our zombie marathon in no time.

Yes, follow your lead. I can do that.

Now remember, we're all giving up our bikes for the greater good of art.

I just want to help you achieve your vision any way I can.

Really? Of course.

I'm learning so much.

Speaking of great artists, did you know Pablo Picasso never worked on an empty

stomach?

I did not know that. It's true.

In fact, he insisted he always had a basket of carrot muffins.

And good news, they have carrot muffins at the Falling Owl.

They do?

Then why are you still here?

Go and bring me back those muffins. You're the boss.

Where are you? I'm starving.

That's it. I'm going to Charlie's Chili Up.

Over. Don't do it. You'll blow our cover. Over. I don't care. Over. Just

I'm almost there, but I just realized I forgot something to drink. Over.

What? Sorry, I didn't catch that. You didn't say over. Over.

I'm over saying over.

Over. Fine. I just need a couple more minutes and you'll have a stack of

sandwiches and some ice cold drink. Cool? Over.

All right.

Over.

What? I can't help it. I'm just gonna watch one more. I need to know what

happens.

Though there's still one thing I don't understand about your weird muffin plan.

What's that? All of it!

Ginger is a huge fan of The Shuffling Dead.

She'll guaranteed be watching it. Oh, awesome!

Wait, why would she be watching it at work?

I'm pretty sure she lives here.

Really? Weird.

Um, excuse me, can you... Hey, my brain!

Hey, Ginger.

We're closed.

Really? Because... Congratulations.

You saw through my clever ruse.

So, can't help but notice you're watching The Shuffling Dead.

Can we watch with you?

Fine. As long as you order something.

And don't complain about the service. And definitely don't share your theories

about what's going to happen. Deal?

Deal!

Also, if zombies show up, you two distract them while I escape.

That's better.

Ghost, where are you with the food?

It's been hours.

My stomach lining is starting to eat itself.

I... I realized sandwiches weren't enough, so I've been making soup, frying

bacon, and there's a pie cooling.

Really? Yep.

You bake the pie?

What kind?

Uh, uh -oh. You're breaking up.

Just hurry. I'm starving.

I'll bring him a whole pizza, swear, right after I watch one more.

Maybe two.

Wait a minute.

Forget the hamster wheel.

We've been going about this all wrong.

We need to be speaking to the mystery artist in his or her language.

We need to do a wall mural.

Diamond Sophia, what do you think?

Oh, right.

Where'd they go again?

Uh -oh.

They've been gone a long time.

Better call Diamond.

Come on, pick up.

Right. I took her phone.

Everything will be fine.

Now, did they say Picasso?

Or was that pickled tacos?

Whoa. Yeah.

That was even grosser than I was expecting. And I was expecting a total

Emma. Well...

We should probably get home soon before Phoenix freaks out.

Thanks for letting us wash with you, Ginger.

No problem. It was nice getting to know you two better.

Really? Yeah. I feel like we got a lot closer.

Ah! Ain't the girl! I'm too pretty to be a zombie!

That's my brother.

Oh, right.

Hey, Phoenix.

Where have you been? I've been looking all over for you.

Then why didn't you just call us?

I did, but then I realized I took your phones and...

I see what you're doing.

Yes, it was super uncool of me to take your phones.

And we told you we were going to the Owl.

I may not have been listening.

Like, at all.

Shocking.

I'm sorry I went off the rails and forced you to take part in my art

I can get a little wrapped up in my own stuff sometimes.

Sometimes.

It's okay.

We got to watch a zombie show, so it's all good.

Thanks for letting us hang out at your house, Ginger.

Wait.

You think I live here?

Don't you?

No.

Okay.

See you later.

I'm just going to lock up.

Slow day.

Not because I think that zombies are a real thing that could break in here and

eat me.

He's actually pretty cute when he's not awake to terrorize everyone.

Well... Why'd you wake me up? I was having this awesome dream where I was a

zombie and I got to bite everyone.

What's with the walkie -talkie?

Oh, no.

Nate, I left him in the hedge all day with no food. Come on.

Ooh. Is this pineapple?

Oh, my gosh, Nate. Are you all right?

What took you so long? I've been taking notes on Lu all day.

This is mostly drawings of burgers and food and stuff. Yeah, I wonder why.

I don't say this a lot, but this may have been my fault. You think?

Sorry, but who knew zombies were that awesome?

Just give me the pizza.

Yeah, I ate it on the way over.

What? I can't say no to Hawaiian.

But I'm starving.

I've been in a hedge all day.

Poor guy.

Here, I've got like half a canola bar. Give me.

So wait, why have you been out here and both take hedge all day?

Better question, do I care?

We were spying on Lou. He's going to break into the chili hut to prove

village recipe.

I was right. I don't care.

No offense, guys, but my grandpa wouldn't break into a store.

Then why is he sneaking around the chili hut?

Let's go catch him.

I love Hawaiian.

Hey!

You cannot sneak up on an old guy like that.

Enough with the old guy routine, Lou.

But I am old.

Story checks out.

You know what you've got there.

You were going to break into Charlie's to prove he stole your recipe. You're

talking crazy.

I wouldn't break into anything.

And everybody knows Charlie stole my recipe, so I don't have to prove

So why have you been hanging around the chili hut for the past few days?

And what's that piece of paper you just put in your pocket?

Well, I've been scoping out the area because I'm going to do a chart mural on

the chili hut.

These are the plans.

Wait a minute.

You're the mystery artist?

What? I thought it was Ginger for sure.

Why would you think that?

Ginger's artsy. And the special sign at the falling owl is done in chalk.

And who do you think does that sign for every day?

This guy.

One handwritten sign gets me a free bowl of soup.

Lou, you have to teach me your techniques.

Fine. But you all have to keep my secret.

Because if anyone finds out that I've been making these murals, they'll have a

field day down at the sheriff's office.

Why? It's just chalk.

Yeah, but I've made a lot of formal complaints about the mural. You know, to

keep them off my trail.

It's gonna be a giant light bulb made up of smaller light bulbs.

Because it's a big idea!

Yes!

Okay, that's it. I'm getting a bowl of chili and none of you can stop me.

Uh, they just closed.

Come on, I'll make you a grilled cheese.

Oh, thank you.

Over.

Over?