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Brought to you by the Punting Convention.

Table Town's only convention for punting!

I still can't believe the day we just had.

I know. I think today might have been

the most eventful school day of my life.

First, RiPeppa floods the science lab,

and then Sweepy's runaway lawnmower?

And then Liz K did that incredible monologue,

and the shy new student was actually P.S. all along.

And then... And... And Helen's surprise runway show

- ended up... saving the school! - Saving the school!

Everything okay?

I've been kicking this rock since we left school.

I've never kicked one this far before.

Kiff, this is big. That rock has crossed the road.

Listen, Barry, I'm gonna pitch you something...

I'm gonna stop you right there, Kiff.

The answer is yes.

Yes, we should kick this rock all the way home.

Barry, I don't think that's ever been done.

All the way home!

All the way home!

All the way home! All the way home!

- All the way ho... - Oh...

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Not so fast, closing credits.

We can't let one little hill stop us.

- Kiff? - Found it!

Okay, Barry, incoming!

I am in the presence of greatness.

All the way home?

All the way home.

Hey! That's our rock!

Guess that's it.

No, no, Kiff. We've come this far.

Barry, what are you doing?

All the way home!

Barry? Barry!

Hey, what are you doing?

That is our rock, sir!

- Is not. - Is too!

Look, we're almost at my place. We can chat there.

So, this is my place.

And this is my fiddle-leaf fig.

Look, we need to talk about the rock.

Wow, straight to business.

Usually, people like to talk a little about

the fiddle-leaf fig, but okay.

The thing is, I make rock art.

This is why I randomly collect rocks.

This makes a lot of sense now.

But we decided we're gonna kick that rock

all the way home. You understand?

Hmm. I feel like my art is a little more important

than your thing. Sorry.

Artists.

Remember how intense Ghost Wolf was about his art?

Wait, you know Ghost Wolf?

He's like my favorite artist. Can you introduce me?

Hand over the rock, and you got a deal.

First, the intro.

Hey, it's me. Yeah.

Uh, listen, I need a favor.

How fast can you get here? Mm-hmm. Yeah?

Okay, great. I'll send you a pin.

Uh, Ghost Wolf, this guy. This guy, Ghost Wolf.

Rock please.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa... - Whoa, whoa! Whoa, man!

...whoa! Not like that!

Put it down!

I'm a bird. I live in a tree.

Make that two favors.

Sorry, kids. Need to keep this area clean.

What? Why?

See that flower? It's a Clorps Flower.

It only opens once for three hours

every thirty years. And these enthusiasts

have come from far and wide to experience it.

But we're just trying to get that...

Hey, look! It... It's opening!

Oh!

Wow.

Okay, you're all clear to enter.

- All the way home. - All the way home.

All the way home.

All the way home.

Not looking good for Barry's afternoon lie down.

I know this hasn't been easy, Barry, but we've come this far, you know?

Just gotta figure out which way is home.

The Foreverangees are upstream,

so that means we need to go...

And this is how you skip a stone.

No, wait!

I love you, Daddy.

All the way home. All the way home. All the way...

Okay.

We're in the home stretch, Barry.

One short tram ride to our neighborhood.

I won't lie, Kiff. It's been hard.

I know, Barry. I was there.

But this'll be something we'll tell our grandkids about one day.

You're right.

Hey! You guys punting rocks?

That's our whole deal!

Check this out! Look at... Look, look, look... Look at this.

No, no!

Table Town Rock Hall of Fame...

You can't make this stuff up.

No. Nope. That's not it.

There it is.

My, my. This is quite the rock.

Mm. Yes, I sense this has been on a great journey.

Listen, I know this is your rock establishment,

but this rock is ours.

I think you're mistaken. This rock is art.

What is it with you artists?

Listen, we've already had to deal with one dumb

- bird rock artist today. - You know, @DumbBird_rockART?

I... I'm a huge fan. Do you think you could maybe...

This is it, Barry.

All the way... home.

I'm not sure if this was worth it.

Yeah.

Well, I guess I'll see you at school tomorrow.

I'm sure this will be a fun thing,

but down the line, you know?

Uh... Okay. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Okay.

You did it.

You really did it, Kiff and Barry.

You kicked me all the way home. Congratulations.

Brought to you by Melvin's Macaroni.

Macaroni never gets old.

Pili, play 'On My Way to the School' by The Yep Yep.

Hello?

Huh. Am I the first one here?

And I hope everyone is having a great Saturday so far.

That's right. It's Saturday. Ever heard of it?

Say it with me. Sa-tur-day!

- Saturday? - That's right. It's Saturday.

I don't know why I'm saying Saturday so much.

Let's get back to the music!

Wait. I came to school on a Saturday?

Now I'm here by myself?

Ooh-ah, ooh-ah!

Ooh-ah, ooh-ah!

Barry, you'll never guess where I am.

Ooh-ah, ooh-ah! Ooh-ah, ooh-ah!

Ooh-ah, ooh-ah! Ooh-ah, ooh-ah!

Wait, let's alternate.

Ooh-ah, ooh-ah!

Ooh-ah, ooh-ah!

Ooh-ah, ooh-ah!

Ooh-ah, ooh-ah!

Let's stay here all day!

Let's!

Hello, my name is Principal Secretary.

There's a staple missing from my stapler.

It's working! You sound just like him!

Like who? Myself? Me? Principal Secretary?

Let 'er rip!

Oh!

That was fun.

Yeah.

What should we do now?

Honestly, I'm loving the lying down.

Mm. Sure. Yeah.

I... Isn't it weird that we used to be in kindergarten,

and now, we're in the grade that we're in?

And soon, we'll be in high school.

Yeah. It is.

I mean, kindergarten seems so long ago.

But then, last year went by really fast.

You think time is speeding up?

Hey, remember those macaroni art pieces

we made in kindergarten?

Oh, yeah! Ms. Penfold loved them.

She said, 'There’s no way anyone could call these clutter.'

Yeah. She hung them on that huge art wall.

Let's go look at them.

Whoa.

These desks are so small.

When did they do this?

I can't find the art wall.

It's down there.

What the heck? It was huge!

Wait. Where's ours?

Well, maybe Ms. Penfold saved it somewhere.

Hide!

Sweepy works weekends? Poor guy.

He took it all.

You know what this means?

That Sweepy's secretly an international art dealer

who exploits kindergarten craftsmanship

and sells it on the black market?

Yes.

These pieces aren't his to sell!

They belong in a museum!

Kiff, we have to expose him!

Table Town School's beloved janitor outed

as an art thief after airport employees

discover hundreds of thousands of nuts worth

of children's macaroni art.

The glue's still wet.

It had a wagon wheel as the sun.

The macaroni art from detention is perhaps the most

inspirational in the school.

Ugh, he's shameless.

And we got it all on tape.

Hello? Yes, I'm just collecting the last of it now.

He's talking to his buyer.

Hold on a second. I thought I heard a beep.

Hmm.

Phew.

Time to bust this thief.

Lot of trees.

It is roomy in here.

Barry, focus on the art.

Sorry, it's just... it's... it's a small footprint,

but it's got a lot of space.

The art, Barry.

Sweepy is not selling it.

- He's trashing it. - Come on, Sweepy!

I... I can't watch this.

That's a Maca-langelo!

Just... It's going in the trash.

Squirrel attack! How dare you throw these in the trash?

I'm confused. But not because there's children here

on a Saturday.

Then why, Sweepy? Why are you confused?

I'm confused because all of this art

isn't going in the trash.

- It's going in the recycling. - What?

Years ago, Table Town School's first kindergarten class

had so much beautiful art, we saved it all.

But then, when the next year's class rolled around,

there wasn't any room for their art.

Oh.

I was ordered to take it all down,

but I couldn't bring myself to throw it away.

Aw...

So, I invented a macaroni-fueled

renewable energy generator that powers Table Town's

aerial tram...

as anybody in my position would have done.

With a little know-how and a lot of elbow grease,

the macaroni art was put to good use in no time.

Before, they were just emptying whole trees into that tram.

The Table Town tram runs on children's macaroni art?

But what you're describing is impastable.

Well, not at all. It's totally pastable.

Plus, it's carbonara neutral.

But... But who were you on the phone with

when you were cleaning?

The Perm. She was ready for fuel.

Well, I'll be darned.

Yep. When you think about it, the tram is what brings

all the new macaroni art supplies to the school, so...

Circle of life.

Exactly. And I do save some of my favorite pieces.

You think I’m gonna give ‘em all to that greedy tram?

Aww.

Barry! Your mosaic!

And Kiff, your sculpture.

Oh! We will be a part of this place forever.

A 'pasta' this place forever.

All right, all right. 'Spaghetti' out of here.

Leave. It's Saturday night.