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Reboot engaged. -Ah!

Previously on "Gabby Duran and the Unsittables"...

-Liv? Uh, Gabby?

Care to explain why your sister

is standing in my alien basement,

acting as if none of this

is shocking new information to her at all?

Uh...

Did you say... alien?

Uh, no.

He said, um...

-Girls! Run!

Uh...

Welcome back, everybody.

♪ Oh, yeah♪

♪ I do normal like a fish rides a bicycle ♪

♪ Fit in like summer and an icicle ♪

♪ Don't fight it, just be an original ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh

♪ I roller skate outside the lines ♪

♪ When I try to stay in, it's no surprise ♪

♪ It's a fail, it's okay, I'm one of a kind ♪

♪ One of a, one of a kind

♪ So anytime I feel some type of way ♪

♪ Don't understand the human race ♪

♪ So what, so what, so what

♪ I do my thing, I do my thing ♪

♪ You do your thing, You do your thing ♪

♪ When we don't fit in

♪ We stand out in the crowd and we shout it loud ♪

♪ I do my thing, I do my thing ♪

♪ I'm the one and only, I'm the one and only ♪

♪ Don't try to fit in, Don't try to fit in ♪

♪ Mm-hmm, I do my thing

Hey! What's going on here?

Where are my children?

If I go missing, people will definitely notice!

I'm on mugs, you know!

Hey there, Mom.

You doing good? You warm enough?

Oh, Gabby. Mija, thank goodness you're safe.

How did you get away? Oh, it-it doesn't matter.

We have to get out of here before your principal,

or whatever that thing is, finds out.

Quick! Find something to cut me free!

Wait. Where's your sister? Is she safe?

Yeah, Mom. She's fine.

Oh, thank goodness.

Look, hurry up! Help me!

Yeah, about that.

So, you know how you always say I should

take more initiative and follow my dreams--

Gabby, we don't have time for this.

No, I know, but... the thing is--

Gabby, out with it!

Principal Swift is an alien and so is Jeremy,

and this is their alien basement,

and I've known about it this whole time

because I've been babysitting aliens and Liv knows, too.

And I wanted to tell you,

but I was pretty sure you'd freak, and...

yep. You freaked. Hard.

What have they done to you?

-You've been brainwashed. -No, Mom, I'm fine.

I know it sounds crazy, but really, it's...

it's such a great opportunity to learn about

new cultures and technology--

-Gabby, you clearly don't realize the danger you're in. -Mom,

just hear me out. Babysitting aliens is what I'm meant to do.

In fact,

I'm kinda the best babysitter in the galaxy.

No. What you are is a little girl

who's in way over her head.

We're talking about aliens, Gabby!

Now, cut the nonsense and let me out! We're going to the police!

-Hey there, Mom.

You doing good? You warm enough?

Oh, Olivia. Untie me, baby doll.

Sorry.

Gabby, do you have a sec?

No. Don't leave me!

You hear me, Olivia?

I will cut up your library card!

No, there's no way. It's too dangerous.

I can't take anything you say seriously.

Why are you still wearing that spacesuit?

Oh, I don't know.

Durability, breathability,

the way it makes my body feel.

He wants to wipe your mom's mind.

Not her entire mind.

Just the part that contains this memory.

It's our best option.

No way! We can fix this without messing with her brain.

If I can just get her to listen to me,

I know I can make her understand.

Until then, we all just have to act as normal as possible.

Wait, where's Jeremy?

Oh, it's staff picture day

at the school.

So I've sent him there as me to get my picture taken.

I'm sorry, you did what?

Well, I'm certainly not going anywhere at a time like this.

And you're not worried he's going to do something weird

and, I don't know, Jeremy-like?

Well, it's a risk, I'll admit,

but these things are very hard to reschedule.

Plus, Jeremy can make my face smile

in a way that I just can't.

You know, he has an inner joy.

Fine, whatever. You guys just wait here

while I go see if I can talk some sense into my mom.

Mom, just hear me out--

This is bad.

Guys, we have a problem!

Where is everybody? Mom! What are you doing?

Shh! We're getting out of here and we're going to the cops!

-She won't listen to me! -They think they can

invade our planet

-and brainwash our kids? -No, Mom!

You don't understand! They're not dangerous!

-You have to trust me! -Trust you?

Gabby, are you kidding me?

After this, you'll be lucky if I ever trust you again!

I'm sorry, Gabby,

but you know what we have to do.

Check it out! Made a few modifications.

I think it looks pretty good.

Plus, I can totally go to the bathroom now.

What's, uh, what's going on here?

Looks like we have to find a way to wipe my mom's memory.

Okay. That's it. All done.

Indubitably.

I'm going to get back to doing human adult things now,

like eating salads and punishing children.

Cool...

Baller. Now, I can just sit back and do nothing.

Jeremy...

The mirror, Jeremy!

What are you doing, dummy?

Haven't you always wanted to go nuts in a human school?

This is your chance!

I promised Swift I wouldn't.

-This is a very important mission. -Mission schmission!

All you're doing is saving him a mildly

inconvenient rescheduling process.

You think he takes you seriously?

What were his exact words to you?

"Touch nothing, and if anyone asks

"why you're acting like an embarrassment,

-say you hit your head in a boating accident." -See?

Why should we listen to him?

Now, let's get out there and have some human school fun.

Slap some fives, flip some desks over

for no reason, what do you say?

You're right, Mirror Jeremy.

You're always right.

Attention, students and staff.

We have a new and awesome student

in school today.

His name is Jeremy "The Jerminator"

-Radblood Ballerstein!

And he comes from the country of, um,

Real... topia!

Once again, he's awesome.

That is all.

So that's the situation. It's bad. Can you help?

I-I'd love to help wipe your mom's memory.

You know I love a good caper, but...

-I just can't.

Why not? You're a telepath!

Your dad literally went inside my head

and made me forget my own name.

Sure, my dad could do it,

but I'm not nearly as focused as he...

Aw, your mom's skin is really pretty like that.

Sky! Focus!

Right. See? That's my point.

My dad has spent, like, years learning to go

in someone's mind like that.

Doesn't seem like you have that kind of time.

The stasis field can maintain suspended animation

for three hours.

We have to do something.

We can't just wait for her to unfreeze

and report Swift and Jeremy to the cops.

I'm afraid it would never come to that.

If your mother insists on reporting what she knows,

she would be dealt with.

-You'd do that? -Well, not me personally,

but to prevent all alien life from being

dissected in a government lab, let me assure you--

there are those extra-terrestrials

that would take matters into their own hands.

Wait. The Psycratonium!

It's a focusing cream my people use

to amplify our telepathic powers.

My dad has some. If we can get our hands on it,

I might be strong enough to put you inside your mom's head

-for a few minutes. -Wait, me?

You know your mom better than anyone.

If I went in, I wouldn't even know which memory to look for.

Gabby, I don't know. This sounds dangerous.

Olivia's right. If something were to go wrong,

you could do irrevocable damage

to your mother's brain

or your own.

If I don't do this, I either lose my friends

or I lose my mom.

-I'm doing it. Very well then,

but you'll need to move quickly.

We'll stay here and monitor the stasis containment field

while you go and retrieve the Psycratonium.

I'm really sorry about this, Mom.

I'm gonna fix it.

Trust me.

So I said to myself,

"You can keep running,

or you can turn around and fight this tiger."

-And what'd you do, Rad Daddy?

Let's just say

I'm getting pretty sick of eating tiger steaks.

Man, human school rules.

That's a weird thing to say.

-Principal Swift to his office.

I gotta go. Keep my chair warm for me.

Rad Daddy Ballerstein out.

I like this new kid.

I think there's something up with this new kid,

Jeremy Radblood-Ballerstein.

-Ah! What makes you say that? -Well,

I did a fairly standard background check on him.

You know, like I do with all the new kids,

and nothing came up.

No social media, no address, no records at all.

And even weirder, despite the name,

I don't think Realtopia is an actual place.

And, did you tell

anyone else about this?

No. I wanted to come to you first.

I see.

-You're suspended! -What?

Okay, so we go in, we get the head cream, and we get out

without your dad catching us and asking any questions.

Thankfully, it's the middle of the day,

and my dad is definitely at work.

Unless I totally forgot that today is the Cortex Cup Finals.

-The Cortex Cup? -It's the biggest sporting event of the year on our planet.

My dad's having a telepathic viewing party.

Okay, so how are we gonna get the cream?

My dad and his friends are probably

using it to watch the game,

which means it's somewhere in the living room.

One of us just needs to sneak in and find it.

-Great. Who's going in? -It can't be me.

They'd sense my presence.

I'll do it.

It's hero time.

So, me then?

-Yeah. -Yep.

Be honest.

Do I look dumb in this?

Honestly, I think you look cool.

But...

I always think you look cool.

So...

Feel like we haven't really... gotten a chance to talk much.

You and me.

Yes,

that's true!

Well, except for that one time

I pretended to be your father at Christmas.

-You did what now? -Nothing.

Oh! The stasis field is losing structural integrity.

Orb!

You calculated we had three hours.

That was more of a guesstimate.

-Recalculating.

Thirty minutes of suspended animation remaining.

-Approximately.

Hey... guys.

Perfect.

What are you doing here,

Sky's friend?

Remember,

lying will do you no good.

I'm... I-I'm here to...

watch the Cortex Cup!

-Woo-hoo!

♪ Been a bad, bad boy ♪

♪ No regrets, nothing to say

♪ Yeah

♪ Been a bad, bad boy

♪ Ain't got no debts to repay

♪ Don't matter to me

♪ I'll just keep doing things my way ♪

♪ Hey! Been a bad, bad boy ♪

♪ I've been a bad, bad boy

♪ Hey! I've been a bad boy

- So, in conclusion,

my name is Principal Principal Swift,

and, yes, the rumors are true.

I make tiny little stinkies

wherever I roam.

-That is all!

Best day of school ever.

You also know of the Cortex Cup?

Know it?

I'm a huge fan.

I mean, it's only the biggest sporting event

in your planet's history.

I just... love the way they...

run that... brain ball down the...

playing surface.

And-and the other team?

Don't even get me started on how

they're trying to stop us from scoring a...

mind goal by unleashing their...

telepathic defenders.

Your knowledge of this game...

Anyway, hope your team wins. Gotta go. Bye.

...is flawless.

There goes a true fan.

Uh, so...

Uh, the others should be back soon then? Hmm?

Mm-hmm.

W-what was that?

I just said, "Mm-hmm."

Right. Right. Right on.

-Oh, thank goodness. -About time!

Gabby, are you sure about this?

We don't have a choice.

Mom tells everybody about aliens,

who knows what could happen.

You ready?

Let's do this.

Whoa.

This isn't it. No.

-No, no, no, not that one.

Not this one.

-No. There's too many.

Come on, where is it?

What are you doing?

Who are you?

I'm your mother's unconscious.

Caretaker of her mind and memories.

Why are you here, Gabby?

I'm here to erase my mom's memory

about the aliens she saw.

I can't let you do that, Gabby.

Your mother believes these aliens are dangerous to you.

But she's in danger.

And it might sound kinda weird,

but I deal with this kind of stuff all the time,

and I'm actually really good at it.

I did find a way to get inside your brain, didn't I?

You have to admit that's...

pretty impressive.

It is.

Quite impressive.

You are quite impressive.

-Tell my mom that. -She knows that, Gabby.

Otherwise, I would not know it.

Then, why won't she trust me?

Why did she say that I was just a little girl in over my head?

-It's okay.

Mommy's here. Mommy's here.

And I'm always gonna protect you.

You and your sister are the most

precious things in the world to her.

It's not that she does not trust you.

It's that she needs to protect you.

Right now, I need to protect her.

If I don't erase this memory,

something really bad is gonna happen to her, and...

Please. I can't let that happen.

Trust me.

Uh, did you

say... alien?

We trust you.

Thank you.

We've received complaints of students

being suspended for no reason.

And then, there's the matter of...

Mr. Radblood-Ballerstein,

who appears to do whatever he wants without consequence,

and who also may or may not be from a made-up country.

So tell us, Principal Swift.

What exactly is going on around here?

That is an excellent question,

Superintendent Grossbard.

You're fired.

You can't fire me. I'm your boss.

Right. Cool, cool, cool.

Uh, would you believe I was in a boating accident?

I would not.

Very well then.

Then I will have a different, uh,

non-boating related...

-explanación...

tomorrow.

-Cheerio!

Yeah, so, then you said you were gonna call in sick to work,

-and you went back to bed. -I did?

I don't remember any of that.

The last thing I remember

was not being able to find Olivia,

and then...

Nothing. I just woke up in bed.

Whoa. That is weird.

That is so,

so, so weird.

But, you feel okay?

Yeah. I feel fine.

I mean, besides a little headache,

and also I'm starving.

How do you girls feel about pizza?

Perfect. I know the best place.

Okay, I trust you.

-Thank you. -For what?

For trusting me.

Uh, about the pizza!

Okay.

I'm gonna go order. So glad you're okay.

Thank you, baby.

Wait! Gabby! I have coupons!

Those girls can be so odd sometimes.

So odd.

Next time on "Gabby Duran and the Unsittables"...

You seem kinda tired.

-Rest is for the weak!

You literally fell asleep on the job.

I hereby suspend you

from babysitting aliens!

Gorgeous.