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Brought to you by Nautical Rope,

like you see on boats and stuff.

Okay, class.

It's Essential Worker Appreciation Day.

Everybody pair up

and choose a townsperson to thank.

Whoa, Bar, let's thank this guy!

The Pantry Point Lighthouse Keeper.

Lighthouse Keeper?

What, are we worried about losing that thing?

It's a huge building!

I kid, I kid.

Holy cow!

This view is gorgeous!

What the heck was that?

We appreciate you!

Water for you.

Water for you. I collect it from rain barrels.

Oh, fresh from the sky.

Well, uh, we just came to say,

on behalf of the kids of Ms. Deer Teacher's class,

your essential work here at the lighthouse

is appreciated.

Oh, wow. Really? I never even heard of that.

Her name's Teacher? That's so cool. Wow.

Thank you, really.

S... sorry I... I'm getting emotional.

No one's ever visited me here before.

No one's...

ever visited.

I thought a bridge must have gone out or something.

Was it really hard to get here?

Not at all. It was a nice walk.

Yet, in all my years

working here...

So, if I could just get your signature

on our worksheet under the 'I feel appreciated' line.

I think that went okay. Right?

Wow, the Keeper in action.

What is he doing?

How do you like this,

Table Town?

You don't appreciate me, I take something from you.

Let there be nothing!

- Uh-oh. - What?

You know what happens when the one main bulb goes out

on a big string of fairy lights?

Kiff, where are you?

I can't see you!

Are you still alive? Please confirm!

I can't see you either,

so I'll have to rely on my other senses.

I know. I... I'll use my super strong

sense of direction.

I'll follow it to get us home, so we can figure out what to do.

Lead the way, Cap'n.

And if I'm not wrong, you should be able to reach out

and feel the doorknob of your house.

Kiff, you did it!

I'm touching the doorknob!

After you, pal.

Mommy, I'm home!

Oh, we're back in the lighthouse?

Uh, here. We can make headlamps with our phones and this...

I think I see the door to the Keeper's little room over there.

Hey, buddy? I'm sorry you're upset.

Could you maybe come out and help us

get the town's power back on?

We're on our own!

Now what? Call our parents? MDT? Principal Secretary?

All the above?

I don't really want everybody waking up

and seeing there's no power and saying...

...'Oh, Kiff and Barry got the town

into trouble again.'

Touché. But we're in a pickle.

Oh, cool.

You don't normally hear ships

this close to lighthouses, you know?

Turn around!

You're gonna crash!

What? Who said that?

It's Kiff and Barry!

We're at the lighthouse and the light is out!

You're gonna crash!

Kiff and who? What?

Just turn left now!

My left? Or your left?

- Mine! - Yours! Oh.

I was never good with that either.

Hey, we're just gonna abandon ship.

Is everybody okay?

Yeah! The water's nice!

We all have little arm floaties on.

What was your ship carrying?

Brand-new big light bulbs

for lighthouse sockets.

Nuts. What are the chances?

I can't believe I thought this was a gorgeous view before.

Hey, look!

- Somebody has power! - What? Lemme see.

Reggie, of course!

He's a tech nerd!

He'll have a kooky tech nerd solution.

If he can get his power on, surely, he could fix

the rest of the town for us.

Yes, you're interrupting.

Reggie, how'd you get all your house lights on?

Uh, these are candles. I'm holding a vigil...

...for my phone.

Mm, why?

Because... ...it's low in battery

and I... I... ...plugged it in.

But it won't...

...it just won't charge.

And I'm so worried! I mean, what if...

Reggie, your phone's not charging,

because the main bulb got removed

from the Pantry Point Lighthouse.

The power's out all over Table Town.

What?

It is?

Huh. Wow. Thanks, Kiff and Barry.

Uh, do you have any kooky tech solutions

to get the town's power back on? We're desperate.

Hmm.

Here's something. It looks like a shipment

of big bulbs is arriving tonight by boa...

Ugh, Reggie.

Well, that was a dead end.

Maybe, it's time to just give up and tell everybody what we did.

A shooting star!

I saw one, too!

I guess, when the town lights are on,

it blocks them out.

Wow!

Now, what if,

and this is gonna sound crazy, but,

what if we wish

on these shooting stars for this problem to fix itself?

My brain's telling me...

...but my heart's telling me...

- Barry, come here. - Okay.

Nuts!

Guess that was a long shot.

Yeah, nice try, my heart!

I think we know what we have to do.

Yeah.

But I really don't wanna.

I know, buddy. But we'll do it together!

Everybody wake up!

Ol' Kiff and Barry got the town into trouble again!

That's right, everybody!

Move past it! It happened!

Wake up and get on board with helping us fix it!

What's going on?

Why didn't any of my devices charge last night?

No time, Tech Pelican. Just grab all your pots and pans

and follow us. Come on!

What's going on?

Not sure. Sounds like there's a lighthouse keeper

- and we love him. - That sounds urgent!

What is all this?

Everybody in Table Town came out to show you

how much they appreciate you.

I wanna be like you when I grow up!

Oh, my gosh.

I hate this.

Why would you even say something like that?

Yeah, I hate all of this. The people, the singing,

the little turtle kid. It's all terrible.

Well, that's a little harsh.

It's all coming back to me now.

I became a lighthouse keeper in the first place

because I liked being left alone.

Of course.

- Oh, wow. So do you want... - Shush.

- You... Okay. - Shut up.

I'm saying, I don't want people visiting

to show their appreciation. I don't want people, period.

So everybody, scram.

But what about the big light bulb,

and the town's power?

Oh, right. I can't lose this job.

Yeah! We did it!

Go away!

Ah, that was so fun.

Who should we thank next year?

Ooh! How about the angry hermit

in the subterranean cave who monitors sea levels

- and hates everyone? - Barry, you read my mind.

Brought to you by Carl's Big Bucket

of Cottage Cheese.

Cottage cheese? Yes, please.

Phew! Thanks for setting the table, Kiff.

Happy to. Okay, setting the table.

First comes the fork. F for first. F for fork.

Next is knife. N for next. N for knife, sort of.

And lastly, the spoon. There's no word for last

that starts with an S, which is sad.

S for sad. S for spoon.

We only need spoons, though, love.

You got it, boss.

We only need spoons because we're having

my world-famous crunchy cheesy glooperole.

Yeah!

There are no words

to describe it.

You've never had anything like it.

One bite will change your life.

This has been in my family for jennies.

It's an honor to uphold our culinary tradition.

You had me at

- glooperole. - Glooperole!

We gloop, we gloop, we gloop together.

We gloop tonight, we gloop forever.

This is so cool!

It's pretty special, huh? Now dig in, Kiff.

I gave you a huge piece for setting the table.

Right?

Wow. What kinda cheese is that?

Cottage. Cottage cheese.

Oh, and it's, uh, piping hot.

Yep, it's even lumpier when heated.

Oh, I knew you'd love it.

What do I do? I can't eat this.

Well, tell Mary you don't like it.

Aw, that'll crush her. You're right.

Plug your nose and eat real fast.

I can't, I'll chuck.

Well, then tell her you ate already!

What? When?

I know what I'll do. I'm leaving. Bye. I'm leaving.

No, no, no, no. That's not gonna work.

Kiff, you finished first.

Oh, Mary, that was incredible.

Best food I've ever put in my mouth.

Let's get you some more then.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, Kiff, you're so lucky.

Oh, Barry, we can share it.

Barry, don't take advantage of Kiff's good nature.

And a bonus for generosity.

No, I wasn't... I... That wasn't being generous,

Double bonus for humility.

Help.

Well, that takes care of the gloop in my mouth,

but what about all this?

I know.

I'll try several attempts set to music.

- Do you have any ketchup? - Already in there. Six cups.

Mm.

- I can do the dishes. - No need! The plates are edible.

That's the crunch.

Mm.

Oh, no! Well, my gloop's gone cold.

Table torch.

Mm.

Bit my cheek. Too painful.

- Can't eat anymore. - The mint gravy will numb it.

Gonna gloop alfresco, then.

We're gloopen free.

Can I eat my gloop in front of the bathroom mirror?

I just wanna see the joy on my face.

What a sweet child.

All right, gloop, bon voyage.

Kiff!

I am so disappointed!

Barry! I can explain!

I am so disappointed...

that you didn't tell me

that you also don't like glooperole.

Also?

Not liking glooperole is my biggest secret.

I've never even said this out loud before.

We can't tell the others.

You have my word.

Thank you, Kiff.

So, uh, what do you do with your gloop?

It's a locket I keep in my pocket.

This little guy can pack two point five plates of gloop.

That's a lot of gloop.

Then I dump it in my dump bucket.

I can't believe you two...

No, we can explain!

...also don't like glooperole.

I'm sorry, what?

And that's where I dump my gloop!

I'm telling mom

that the three of you hate her glooperole,

and only the three of you, and not me...

We can explain!

...is what I would say, if I liked glooperole...

which I don't.

We can explain!

It's a classic Abilene paradox.

It's a real thing. Look it up, why don't ya?

But we didn't solve the problem.

We just realized we all have the same problem.

I heard you all loudly celebrating,

so I made another batch of glooperole.

Follow me, my little glooperolinas.

We're not eating that gloop.

We're gonna march in and tell mom that we hate it!

Yeah! Safety in numbers!

I'm ready.

Mom, we hate glooperole.

We always have. We always will.

It's true, Mom. Even Kiff.

Really? Even Kiff?

I...

I don't know what you guys are talking about.

I love glooperole.

I think it's delicious.

What are you doing?

It's one of the most delicious dishes

I've ever had, Barry.

It's so good, I wanna marry it.

Are you kidding me?

I... I, you know,

I wanna eat this gloop every day for the rest of my life.

I wanna make a commitment to this gloop

in front of my community.

Its flaws are beautiful to me. I love it.

Eternally.

You're in so much trouble for lying to me.

Don't be too hard on them, Mar.

Not them. You.

Uh, what was that?

You're lying through your teeth.

Huh. How do you know?

Well, I don't. Not yet.

We'll sort this all out right now.

What?

Give it up, Kiff.

This lie detector has caught us all at one point.

Kiff, you don't have to do this.

Do what? Enjoy this delicious food?

I want to.

- Is your name Kiff Chatterley? - Yes.

Do you hate Chubbles Wubbington?

- No. - Are you crazy ticklish?

Yes.

We have our baseline. You may now try the glooperole.

Yum.

Yes, okay.

I hate Glooperole!

I! Do! Not! Like! It! I'm so sorry!

Well, I...

don't like it either.

What?

I don't. It's terrible.

I only make it

because you kids say you love it.

I guess it's one of those Abilene paradoxes.

Is that what you call it?

Okay, Mom, I need to be held.

This is the fifth time this has happened today,

and I... I just kinda feel...

just something's happening. Please hold me.

I'm relieved I don't have to make it again.

It's a lot of groceries.

I just wish you'd told me sooner.

Pee-ew, this place stinks like charred glooperole.

Who wants to go to Saddles?

No, I hate Saddles!

Just kidding.