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Behind every behind.
Oh, my gosh, I'm so bored.
Wow, I haven't seen Candle this bored since,
well, never, because I don't have eyes.
I'm a tail.
Oh, my gosh. I'm laughing.
Oh, are you?
Well, I can't hear nothing because I don't have ears.
I'm a tail.
That's my best friend's tail.
Okay, all right, thank you. Cheeks in seats.
And now, please welcome Principal Secretary.
Thank you so much, Taily.
Students, it is my honor to announce
that we are going to be holding elections for class president!
We will be dipping our toes into my favorite sea...
democracy.
- Yes, Billiam. - I nominate Candle for president.
Candle accepts.
I'd like to nominate Reggie.
Excellent choice.
Can I nominate Barry?
You could, but I'll probably just toss that nom over to Kiff.
Oh, Bar, I don't know what to say except...
I accept.
I look forward to doing a ton of work,
literally toiling day and night to...
Oh, I changed my mind. I would like to retract my nomination.
Same. No point running against Kiff.
All right. Anybody else want in?
Nobody?
No one?
Okay.
Thanks, P.S. And thank you, Table Town School.
Fear not.
Though I run alone, I... I will do my best to earn every vote.
- Mr. RiPeppa is running? - What?
A teacher can't run against a student.
A teacher can run against a student.
Turns out there's no rule that says class president must be a student.
But why would Mr. RiPeppa even wanna be class president?
Nobody told you. The job comes with an ergonomic chair.
Word on the street is Mr. RiPeppa's been eyeing it for years.
Well, we're gonna run a good, clean campaign.
I'm sure the voters will make the right choice. Me.
Okay, here we go. 'Kiff, making the diff.'
Love it.
Or 'Win wiff Kiff.'
- Even better. - Or how about 'Kiff's...'
Campaign needs a new manager.
Trevor? How long have you been here?
Your sister let me in about an hour ago.
What you need is a savage ad.
No, Trevor, Kiff doesn't want to go savage.
That's not how we're playing this one.
Get off your high horse.
I've made a video that will take RiPeppa down.
Guaranteed.
Geez. I don't want to take him down.
I just want him to drop out of the race like everybody else.
All right. Well, if you need me, I'll be around.
The competition's gonna have to wake up
if they want a chance to win this election.
I think we have this election buttoned-up.
'Cause of the buttons.
Now, if you vote for me,
the cafeteria will be catered by Cafe Penguino.
Uh, there will also be no more pop quizzes or any quizzes.
And we will turn the basketball court into an ice rink.
And the ice rink into a baseball diamond.
Every day will be Friday.
We love you!
Come on!
Nothing's working.
I'm sorry, Kiff. I...
Need a miracle?
Huh?
Trevor?
Help.
Thanks, Sweepy.
Okay, Trev.
I'm all out of options.
About that savage ad?
Yeah, I knew you'd come around.
Say the word, and I'll forward this baby to every student in Table Town.
No, Kiff, please watch it first to make sure it's not...
too savage.
Oh, it's savage.
Brace yourselves.
Fresh ground... pepper?
No way! I don't like pepper! Pepper stinks!
My name is Kiff, and I approve this message.
Peppa stinks!
Oh, I told you it was bad.
Trevor, no. I... I can't believe you...
This is your savage video? I can't use this.
Can't use what?
I made a savage ad.
Yes! Oh, my gosh! Savage...
Barry, what do I do?
Kiff, these are the voters.
They want to like you. They want to trust you.
Talk to them. Be yourself.
All right, thanks for coming out. How we doing?
Can I get a whoop-whoop from Table Town Scoop?
Ooh.
Oh, what a crowd!
I haven't seen this many people since...
Well, never, because I don't have eyes,
I'm a tail!
Taily!
This is peak comedy!
Okay.
Now that I have your attention, let's get serious.
Who wants a button?
Who wants a button?
- Yeah! - Taily!
Gimme, gimme! I want one!
And that's why I promise a button for every student.
Because at the end of the day, I am a student.
Ooh.
Mmm.
Hey, guess what?
This guy steals sandwiches out of the faculty lounge refrigerator.
Hey, no... now look here. That was one time.
'Look here?' Well, I can't.
Because...
I don't have eyes, I'm a tail.
This is peak comedy!
Yeah!
Hey, everybody. Look at me.
I'm also a tail.
Derivative!
Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby!
Wow, Taily sure is funny.
But aren't you Taily?
Well... Oh.
So, I've been eavesdropping.
You're welcome.
And nobody's voting RiPeppa.
And nobody did.
Yes! Kiff, that means you won!
We did it! We did it!
No, no, no. Kiff only received two votes.
Then who won?
- Taily. - Huh?
Well, Kiff and Barry, you did your best,
but it appears that Tail must now lead.
Congrats, Taily.
Thank you.
Yes, I look forward to many long nights
discussing the minutiae of middle school policy
and administrative tasks.
Nope, I changed my mind.
I can't be president. Uh, I'm a...
Tail, yes, I know. But the people have spoken.
My first order as president...
is...
to make Kiff president.
What?
Here, Kiff, have a seat.
And, uh... do all the work, 'cause I'm...
just...
Hmm. For a book this big,
I'm not really seeing much to suggest here.
- Great! - What a rule book!
What a chair!
Whee!
Brought to you by Kayla and Layla's long, lengthy cables.
With us, the world is your outlet.
I can't believe it.
Barry's not who I thought he was.
Our friendship is over.
Thanks, pal.
Our friendship has never been stronger, and that will never change.
What's this now?
This email is saying we've won an all-expenses-paid trip
to Cocina Island.
- It's a scam, Dad. - Oh, no. You're mistaken, Kiff.
It says here it's not a scam.
Beryl, help!
No, no, no!
I'm sorry I ever doubted you, Dad.
Oh, oh, uh.
Hmm.
And thanks for letting me invite Barry.
It wouldn't be a family vacation without him.
Glad to... ...have you, Barry.
Now, if you'll excuse us,
Barry and I are gonna get into some wholesome mischief
before we get to Cocina Island.
How about her?
She's a billionaire. Husband disappeared at sea years ago.
She loves somersaults and has amazing hearing.
You got one right, but I'll never tell.
You two making up stories about the passengers?
I used to do that with my best friend.
Until the incident.
Good luck.
- Hello! - Whoa!
I'm Rhonda, the resort manager. Let me give you all the tour.
This is our lobby. The ice sculpture's a new addition.
Now, this room comes with a TV, a hot tub, a cool safe.
The kids get their own bed.
And the parents have their own room!
And this is all free?
This place is so cool. Let's go exploring, Bar.
How are the Chatterleys doing?
And Barry?
Perfect. Wouldn't change a thing.
Same here.
Here are your Chubbles Wubbingtons.
And these are...
Free.
They're free Chubbles Wubbingtons, yes.
Hmm. Hmm. Hmm.
Wow, my best friend and I used to clink glasses just like that.
Remember, nothing lasts.
Except heartbreak.
Uh, Beryl, could I get a nut to tip the piano player?
Here you go, Barrington.
Barry, that hotel manager has me worried.
Which hotel manager?
The one who keeps foretelling something bad happening to our friendship.
Ah, Kiff, I wouldn't worry. I guarantee that will never happen to us.
Yeah. Hmm.
Hey, Barry. Where'd you go?
Go? I didn't go anywhere. Lol.
Yes, you did.
Uh, well, I guess we gotta agree to disagree, Kifster.
'Kifster?' What?
I found three nuts at the bottom of the pool!
- Nice, babe. - Whoo!
I'm so sleepy.
But it's only 11:00 a.m. Didn't you get any sleep last night?
Of course, Kifster. I just need to rest my eyes for a bit.
Hmm.
Mom, I'm worried about Barry. He's been acting weird.
Kiff, we're on vacation. You're allowed to be weird.
Yeah, but still.
Just talk to him.
You and Barry are so close, he'll definitely open up.
Hey, Rhonda. Um...
Can you talk more about the destruction of your relationship
with your best friend and the events that led to it?
I'm asking for a friend. A different one.
What kind of monster would do something like this?
Is this a puddle of your tears?
No.
Someone came in the dead of night and melted the ice sculpture.
I'm gonna get fired!
Wait, someone melted it? Last night? Instead of sleeping?
Okay, right over here.
Thank you.
Barry? Barry? Barry?
Barry, why is that cord so long?
It's so you can use this anywhere. No limits, baby.
Oh, this dryer gets so hot.
It's practically melting my face.
Wanna tell bedtime stories?
Sure.
Before we start, I... I wanna tell you something.
Today at the buffet, I filled up the same ice cream cone
five times.
Yeah, I know it was bad of me,
but I just got the urge to be a little bad.
It's vacation behavior, I guess. Away from home and the rules, you know?
Yeah.
Anyway, I think it's so great you and I are close enough
that we can tell each other about the darkness
hidden within our hearts.
Oh, me too.
So, do you have anything like that that you might wanna tell me about?
Yes, I do.
You tell amazing bedtime stories.
Top-notch. Okay, good night.
My sweet, weird, broken, Barry.
Brilliant.
Wait? Barry didn't take the hairdryer.
Maybe he's not the melter.
But if he isn't the melter, then what is he doing?
I can't believe it.
Barry's not who I thought he was.
Our friendship is over...
is what I would say if I was completely crazy,
but I'm only a little crazy,
so I'm gonna force Barry to confront this problem.
Here is your dinner. The young squirrel ordered the special.
What's this now?
That's the question. What is this now, Barry?
Wait!
When I confronted my best friend,
my only regret was that it wasn't dramatic enough.
You may proceed.
Barry, you have a problem.
A very, very unusual problem.
But that's not what hurts.
What hurts is that you aren't talking to me about it.
Please, Barry, tell me about your weird problem.
Don't let this ruin our friendship.
Kiff, I am touched that you care about me so much
that you would confront me in such an exposing way.
But I have no idea what you're talking about.
Barry, I know you sneak out in the middle of the night
and melt ice sculptures.
My word!
I knew it! Citizen's arrest!
Uh, Kiff, no.
You know,
the Chatterleys are a real special family.
I've known them for a long time now.
And when they invited me to join them on this family vacation,
I thought, wow, what a special bunch of squirrels.
How could I ever repay them for such a kind gesture, you may ask?
And then it dawned on me.
A song.
So, yes, I have been sneaking out every night,
but it's all been to take secretive night piano lessons
with this kind musician.
So, the Chatterleys...
this one's for you.
Oh, wow, I was way off.
That still doesn't explain what happened to my ice sculpture!
I mean, it's hot here. Maybe it just melted.
Oh, wow. I was way off.
Hey, yeah, turns out ice melts.
Sorry I blamed you.
I love you too. Back to besties?
Thank you.
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