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? They're Disney Chibis with their own TV show ?

? Together for the better or the worse ?

? We mashed up every story in our laboratory ?

? Smash cut to the Chibiverse ?

? They're Disney Chibis with their own TV show ?

? A monumental cartoon science first ?

-? Does it all make sense? ? -? Who cares? ?

? Disney presents ?

? Chibi, Chibi, Chibi, Chibi, Chibi, Chibi, Chibiverse! ?

[scientist] Ah. Looks like it's officially dance season in the Chibiverse.

Here's a classic zombie block party dance off.

Ah. A particularly emotional Daddy Daughter dance.

We just grow up so fast.

[all crying]

[scientist] Oh, it's finally time for the Chibi Hawkins dance,

and I hypothesize that Mabel Pines won't rest

until she finds her dream date.

I won't rest until I find my dream date!

I've collected all the most eligible

but age appropriate bachelors in the Chibiverse.

Grunkle Stan, will you help me pick the perfect date?

Fine. But only because the Chibi Court ordered me

to finally participate in this crossover,

or I have to spend all day shaving Soos.

[quietly] Be gentle.

[shudders]

I'm gonna need you to be a bit more enthusiastic about my romantic schemes.

Unless you want me to call the judge...

Let's find you that dream date.

-[screams] -Where were you the night of the Chibi train robbery?

Hah! Just kidding, Scott.

-Thanks for coming in. -[sighs]

So tell me, what's your idea of the perfect date?

Well... I pick you up.

[Mabel] Yeah.

[Scott] And then take you to the beach.

[Mabel] Uh-huh.

[Scott] Where we go for a long walk.

[Mabel] Keep talking.

[Scott] To the corn dog cart so you can see how many corn dogs

I can snarf in 20 minutes.

And... you ruined it. Next!

Meowza-wowza, Remy, a private limo?

Mabel could be into this.

Your arm's got an appointment with my shoulder.

This bodyguard's gonna be a problem. Next!

Sorry, guys. I've already been kicked out of a petting zoo once

for trying to kiss a duck.

Not making that mistake again. Next!

Too bad. Too good.

Too shirtless. Not shirtless enough.

Billy Dilley? How did you even get in here?

-You're not on my list. -[laughs]

Too short. Too long.

Too pointy. Too square.

Too toothy. Too unlucky. Too fishy.

My doctor says I'm allergic to dating peanuts so... next!

There is no next.

You officially ran out of Chibis,

which means, oh boy, the things I must do.

Well, if I can't find my dream date, there's only one thing to do.

Make one!

Ah! How did you get into my lab?

But I do happen to have a spare robot body I could program for you.

Do you have any criteria for your Dreambot?

Do I?

? Make him the dreamiest tween I've ever seen ?

? With eyes of blue, no brown, I mean green! ?

? A vampire prince or a guy with a car ?

? Remembers to floss, does lacrosse, plays guitar! ?

? Muscular calves and peach fuzz stache stubble ?

? A good boy who causes a lil bit of trouble ?

? You getting this down ?

? Please don't make me restate my criteria for the perfect dream date ?

-All right. Are we done? -No!

? A boy from my fan fiction ?

? Get every word ?

? An emo goth jock class clown slacker slash nerd ?

? He's nice to his mom and he has a great laugh ?

? Beautiful eyelashes like a giraffe ?

No liquids around the sensitive electronics.

? Perfect bedhead ?

? Makes his own bread ?

? Never leaves me on read ?

? I wish I was dead ?

? Can't wait to hold hands, we'll interdigitate ?

[Dreambot] ? As soon as you meet... ?

[both] ? My perfect dream date! ?

Hey, Mabel, I hope you don't find this too forward,

but can we hold hands?

Gyro, he's a dream.

For now.

But I legally have to warn you that all my inventions turn evil.

So it's very important that you deactivate him by 9:00 PM, young lady.

Not a second later. Do you hear me?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Set up, set up, set up.

Come on, Dreambot.

We've got some beautiful memories to make.

[? soft music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

Mabel, you beautiful soul.

Can I be vulnerable with my feelings for a second?

[gasps, chokes]

Mmm.

I know I'm just an incredibly attractive robot boy

with a booty that don't quit, who was created in a lab this afternoon,

but I feel like I've known you forever.

Knees weak. Going down.

Whoa.

Wow.

[beeping]

[sighs] I can't believe I have to turn you off soon.

I understand it must be done.

But before you do,

could you bestow upon me a single kiss from your perfect lips?

I mean, how can I say no to that?

I can't!

No smooching!

-I'm evil now! -Ah!

[screaming]

Not our beautiful, handcrafted bunting. Dance season is ruined.

My corn dog. Why?

Ah! Repressing my feelings makes me angry,

and I'm making that everyone's problem!

Is this what heartbreak feels like?

Ah, boy.

I have to stop this NightmareBot.

[sighs] But how do I destroy such a beautiful face with such swoopy hair?

No, I meant literally, how am I supposed to destroy him?

Wait.

That flashback is giving me another flashback.

No liquids around the sensitive electronics.

That's it! [whistles]

[squealing]

-Come, Waddles! Yeah! -[oinking]

[yelling]

I'm so sorry, my formerly sweet prince.

Unless this was all a misunderstanding, and you want to smooch again?

Never!

-It was worth a shot. -[groans]

Boy howdy, I learned a lesson tonight.

Sure, it took the destruction of the dance and the robot boy I created,

but I see now that there's no such thing as a dream date.

Dreams are for sleeping, not real life.

Turns out I was sleeping on some really great dates.

From now on, I'm going to embrace imperfection

and accept everyone for who they are.

[cheering]

Billy Dilley.

You want to dance with me?

Okay.

Ew! Sweaty palms.

-Nope! -[Billy Dilley screams]

[chorus] Chibiverse!

? They're Disney Chibis with their own TV show ?

? Together for the better or the worse ?

? We mashed up every story in a laboratory ?

? Smash cut to the Chibiverse ?

? They're Disney Chibis with their own TV show ?

? A monumental cartoon science first ?

-? Does it all make sense? ? -? Who cares! ?

? Disney presents ?

? Chibi, Chibi, Chibi, Chibi, Chibi, Chibi, Chibiverse! ?

Something weird is going on in the Chibiverse.

[scientist] Grandparents are being kidnapped.

-[screams] -Er, grandparent-napped.

[scientist] Ah, but it looks like Tater's Pop

is still safe at home on his favorite recliner.

[snoring]

[mumbling]

Wait- Hey, I was watching the weather.

But Pop, The Masked Chibi is on.

I need to know who it is.

Pfft, in my day, singers didn't need to dress up as dancing shrimp.

You kids don't appreciate real entertainment.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Now the weather. That's some must-see TV.

-[snoring] -[groans]

Nothing exciting ever happens while watching the weather.

Ah! Buela!

Pop's been... [gasps]

-[screams] -Grandparent-napped!

What do I do?

[? upbeat music playing]

? Got a cat in a tree? Were you stung by a bee? ?

? Is there a villain wreaking havoc on an evil crime spree? ?

? If you need a hero ?

? Come to the Chibi Hall of Heroes, for free ?

Well, it's not free.

It's paid for by your Chibi tax dollars.

Welcome to the Chibi Hall of Heroes.

How can we help-

My grandparents were napped!

The bad kind, not the sleeping kind.

Well, technically, Pop was napped while napping.

Hmm. Sounds like you're gonna need a hero with spy skills.

Maybe martial arts?

You'll be working with Perry the Platypus!

[clicks tongue]

What's a platypus gonna do?

How about we talk it out?

[mumbles] Wha-

The Barksian Modulator is a cool piece of spy gear

that allows me to speak to you.

And in such a delightful accent.

All right, Mr. Talking Platypus. What's the plan?

We disguise you as a grandma as bait,

then I follow you to your mystery villain

when you're inevitably grandparent-napped.

Ooh. I love playing dress up.

And in case your cover is blown,

I've got a bevy of spy gadgets to help you.

Pssh. My elder cosplay will be so convincing, I don't need any gadgets.

This cane comes equipped with smoke bomb tennis balls and nunchucks handles.

I take it back! I want the gadgets!

A regular hearing aid. [laughs] I think not.

It's a communicator.

Ooh, fancy.

And this unassuming butterscotch candy is a tracking device

so I can follow you to the villain's lair.

Don't mess with this abuela.

Hey, party people!

I'm here to play some Chibingo!

I sure hope I don't get grandparent-napped or anything.

[coughs]

Uh, Perry. I don't think it's working.

Commit to the character.

Who wants to see a picture of my beautiful grandkids?

Ah! [gasps]

[Tater screams]

Brilliant! Now, don't fear.

I'll be tracking you every step of the way.

[Tater screams]

Pop! Buela!

I'm here to rescue you!

Uh... all of you, I guess.

Come on, let's get out of here!

No can do, Chiquitita.

We're- We're stuck.

Who would kidnap grandparents and hook them up to this weird machine?

We would.

Name's Darcy.

And we're the Core, and we're stealing your old people wisdom.

That's right, Hop Pop.

We will trap this little old lady

and add her mind to the collective!

Soon the Core will be powerful enough to conquer the Chibiverse.

No one can stop us!

[laughs maniacally]

Perry, now would be a great time for a cool spy entrance.

Tater! Come in, Tater.

Oh, dearie me. This is going to affect my cool spy entrance.

Well, then, I guess it's up to me.

That's right. I'm not a grandparent.

I'm not even a regular parent.

I'm a super spy, here to stop you!

[yelling]

[groans]

[laughs]

You are going to stop the Core?

[yells]

[Perry shouts]

Finally!

Sorry for the delay.

The tracker seems to have been... eaten?

[chewing loudly]

I get snacky when I'm nervous.

Enough yakking.

It's time to fight.

[grunting]

[grunts]

Feint to the left, we block you.

Then you try to sweep the leg, block you again.

Thanks to old people wisdom, we know every trick in the book.

Oh, surprise tail attack?

Even Grandma Alice saw that coming.

Ah! Curse my expertise with feral animals.

Hah!

[yawns]

Oh, it's hopeless.

The grandparents are making Darcy too wise.

[screaming]

Watch where you're swinging that thing.

Back in my day, we used our fists,

not laser-powered doodads!

Ow! What was that?

A thick slice of truth pie, young lady!

[mumbling in confusion]

Quick, Pop, tell me how much you hate The Masked Chibi!

Ugh! Kids today with their ludicrous television programs!

All they want is instant gratification and dancing shrimp.

Ugh. Can't even take over the Chibiverse by themselves.

They gotta steal our wisdom to do it.

Back in my day, we didn't have time to take over the Chibiverse

-because we had jobs. -Ah!

[narrator] Platy Punch!

What? Where am I?

Oh, no. Was I just my evil alter ego, Darcy,

who kidnapped a bunch of grandparents

to try to take over the Chibiverse?

Not to alarm everyone,

but we supercharge the Core with crankiness,

and it's about to blow.

We need to leave posthaste.

Thanks for coming to our rescue, Chiquitita.

That was enough excitement for a lifetime, let me tell you.

Almost as exciting as the weather, am I right?

[snoring]

Seriously?

[chorus] Chibiverse!

? They're Disney Chibis with their own TV show ?

? Together for the better or the worse ?

? We mashed up every story in a laboratory ?

? Smash cut to the Chibiverse ?

? They're Disney Chibis with their own TV show ?

? A monumental cartoon science first ?

-? Does it all make sense? ? -? Who cares! ?

? Disney presents ?

? Chibi, Chibi, Chibi, Chibi, Chibi, Chibi, Chibiverse! ?

[laughing]

[scientist] Whoa! Chibis seem to be baffled by something new in the sky.

A new moon?

A new moon!

-[scientist] Wait a sec. -[Braden laughing]

Ah.

Braden! No feeding the Chibis pepperoni!

Wow! And it looks like some Chibis have just built a rocket.

Now let's go explore that moon!

[Beta] These are the adventures of the Starship Chibiprise.

There's our captain, Hailey Banks.

Our buffoon pilot, Launchpad.

Phineas and Ferb on nav.

Yours truly on comms.

Gordita, doing the science stuff!

Bill, engineer.

ChaCha, weapons.

Addison, our resident alien.

And- Wait up. What is that, a clam?

Phineas and Ferb, plot coordinates for the mystery moon.

Roger that, Captain Hailey.

Launchpad, keep an eye out for space debris.

Got it! [whispering] What's debris?

And Clamantha?

You keep doing whatever it is you're doing. [laughs]

Hey, would a giant floating skull count as space debris?

Yes?

Ah. Well, then.

Space debris dead ahead!

[Hailey] Whoa.

Surprise, Chibis!

Time for some space villains!

What are you doing here, Mr. Hater?

It's Lord Hater.

And we're gonna reach that moon first and claim it,

and then install an evil military base

where we'll plan our evil plot to take over the Chibiverse!

[laughs maniacally]

Wait. Just because you get there first doesn't mean it's yours.

Someone doesn't know Chibi Law,

which states that moon ownership is finders keepers.

Losers, too bad. Go home.

Didn't you take Chibi Civics class?

Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Hold, please.

Why did I take Chibi French instead of civics? Zut alors!

We can't let that skull faced freak beat us to the moon.

He won't if we jump to light speed,

but we need time to power up the generator.

Hmm. I think I know how to buy us some.

Monsieur Hater.

Lord Hater! Sheesh.

Can you explain how Chibi Bills become Chibi laws

in as much detail as possible?

Finally!

Someone asked me, a seasoned Chibi scholar,

to bestow my knowledge upon them.

Here we go again.

First, a lawmaker proposes a bill

to the House of Chibi-sentatives.

Oh. Go on.

Then two-thirds of the House

must win a Chibi Chimichanga eating competition.

Beta, are our shields up because Hater's dropping some truth bombs!

[both laughing]

How close to light speed?

[Beta] Generator's at 40%.

[laughs] And boy, do Chibis love to filibuster.

Ooh! What's a filibuster?

It's when you get Chibis to talk for a really long time as a stalling tactic.

Wait a second.

Captain Hater.

Lord Hater.

The Starship Chibiprise is preparing to jump to light speed.

Them inquiring about Chibi Law...

It's a trap.

Curse you, glasses girl!

Mina! Fire missiles on the Chibiprise!

[panicked yelling]

Launchpad! Evasive maneuvers!

Sorry, I didn't take Chibi French.

What are... [in French accent] evasive maneuvers?

Swerve around the missiles, you nitwit.

Actually, I'm a duck.

[grunting]

Hey, would giant red asteroids also count as space debris?

[laughing evilly]

[female scientist] Braden! No feeding the Chibis red pepper flakes!

ChaCha! Get these asteroids out of our path!

[laughing]

Glomgold! Jump to light speed now!

I can't do it, Captain! I need more power!

[panicked yelling]

We won't make it to the moon if we keep taking hits from the Skullship!

I've got an idea.

It's gonna rely on Addison and Launchpad.

Launchpad? You're not serious.

I can be if you want me to.

I mean... [coughs] I can be if you want me to.

Oh, can someone just unplug me?

[laughs evilly]

Ah. One more hit and the Chibiprise is Chibi-fried.

Then that moon is ours!

Launchpad! Now!

Addison! Aim for the nostril!

Not the nostril!

[Killbot] Abandon ship.

Gesundheit.

I took Chibi German.

[screaming]

Captain Hailey.

The fire from the Skullship's explosion is about to roast us.

Engine's ready for light speed.

Punch it! Punch it!

-[Beta] Not your console! -[Hailey] The light speed button!

[sighs in relief]

Beta! Systems check?

Ship intact.

Just one small dent on the engine.

[crying]

[clears throat]

Let's go check out this moon, shall we?

That's one small step for Chibis,

one giant leap for Chibi- Ah!

The surface is greasy, spongy, and smells like paprika.

It's scientifically impossible. It's...

[all] Pepperoni?

[loud munching] ChaCha!

[Hailey] Captain's log.

We defeated Lord Hater and found a new food source

to sustain the Chibis for centuries to come.

These are the voyages of the Starship Chibiprise.

Its mission? To explore strange new worlds.

To thwart evil Chibis with an unhealthy obsession with obscure Chibi laws.

To boldly go where no Chibi has gone before.

Hey, anyone seen Clamantha?

[chorus] Chibiverse!

[? theme music playing]

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