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♪ Magic is real here

♪ Far away from home

♪ Anything can happen

♪ When witches make the rules

♪ Monsters are cool

♪ The moon is our friend

♪ I wanna stay with you

♪ On Summer Camp Island

♪♪

Good morning, my little First Bank of Frank.

Good morning, my little excellent elephant.

What's my balance?

Let's see. Whoa.

Feels like you've put a lot of money in me, Oscar.

I'd say you have about... Hmm...

40 chocolate money badges.

I'm rich! I'll take it all, please, Frank.

You got it.

Yeah, yeah. Get in my lap satchel.

What are you going to do with all that money, Oscar?

We're all going to Heartforde today.

It's the only normal, non-magical town on the island.

It feels just like being back home.

What are you going to buy?

Well, an "I heart Heartforde" sweatshirt,

the new Werewolf mystery novel,

the new Boy Band album, and toothpaste.

Non-magical toothpaste that doesn't talk your ear off.

Ugh, which reminds me...

Oscar, my man!

Haven't seen you in, gosh, what's it been, 10 hours?

How are you? How'd you sleep? We got a good thing, huh?

You squeezing me. Me getting squeezed.

Ah, we're unstoppable.

♪ Brush, brush, brush your upper molars ♪

♪ Brush, brush, brush, that's where you ♪

♪ Got that cavity

-Okay. Bye, guys! -Bye, Oscar!

I love you! I miss you!

Yeah, okay. Bye, Toothpaste.

Wow, my stocks are doing really well.

Mama's going to buy a new pair of...

Yah! What's happening?! What's going on?

Susie, it's Heartforde day.

What? No! Yuh-huh.

Why else would I be wearing my lap satchel?

Ugh, fine. Whatever.

♪♪

[ Rumbling ]

This tunnel will take you to Heartforde,

but first you have to pay the toll.

Susie, there's no toll.

Fine! Just Oscar, then.

No.

Ugh, fine!

Why does the secret door to Heartforde

have to be in my basement?

And then I really want to check out

the non-magical stationary store

and the non-magical thrift store and the...

And the non-mag, and the non-mag,

and the non-mag... [ Gasps ]

-Wow! -Wow!

-So regular. -So regular.

Feels just like being back in New Jersey.

-That's what I said. -Hey, kids.

Welcome to Heartforde.

You two want to eat some of Ms. Pinch's pies?

That a non-magical pie?

See for yourself.

Hey, pie. How's it going?

Whoa.

Pie eating contest starts in an hour.

If you could eat all my pies,

you just might win a prize.

Like, I'll bake you a cake or something.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

Oh, Mortimer! What you getting?

-Toilet paper! -Non-magical toilet paper?

Yeah, and non-scented.

Huh, how about that?

Hey, wait up! Hey, Hedgehog.

I know I should save my dessert until last,

but I think I want to get my toothpaste first.

Not a problem. Let's make haste.

For the paste.

[ Bell rings ]

To the toothpaste... section.

[ Gasps ]

They're fresh out of paste!

Huh? Oh, gee, yeah, the T-paste.

That was, uh... oh, what's her name,

Paulette from the Heartforde Herald.

Oh, a normal town newspaper?

You betcha.

Ohhhh.

Why's she hogging all the paste?

Don't know why Paulette needs all these tubes,

but she made me an offer I couldn't refuse.

She paid me for them.

Well, I guess we go to the Heartforde Herald

and ask Paulette for some paste.

Good non-magical idea.

♪♪

Visitors! Hope y'all like newspapers

because you've come to the right place.

I love them.

We were wondering if we could have

a tube of your toothpaste.

Oh, yeah. I've got loads.

Right over there.

[ Laughing ]

Oh, thank you so much.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

You can't just take my stuff, silly.

But you just said...

Mmm, I don't think so.

Well, why can't I have just one tube?

You have dozens.

I need them to make corrections for my paper.

Truth is, I'm a terrible speller,

and this paper means everything to me.

"Poompkins for sail at Firmer's Meerkat?"

Aaah! Stop the presses!

[ Buzzer sounds ]

Why don't you just use paint?

Georgina down at the art store won't sell me any.

I think she's mad at me.

Georgina's not mad at us.

We could buy the paint to trade Paulette.

Hedgehog, you sly hedgehog.

What can I do for you little O'Keeffes?

One tube of white paint, please.

Sure thing.

♪♪

[ Sniffs ]

[ Gasps ] Newspaper ink!

You want that paint for Paulette!

Why do you hate her, ma'am?

She forgot my birthday.

Until she remembers, y'all can forget about that paint!

So I guess we go back to Paulette

and beg for paste, beg like dogs?

No. We have to fix this.

Get in line.

Pie time! Pie time!

I have a plan.

Uh, Ms. Pinch, if we eat all your pies,

could you bake a birthday cake that says,

"To Georgina, Happy Birthday, from Paulette"?

Oh! I see. We eat the pies to get the cake

to get the paint to get the paste.

Say, what kind of pie is this anyhow?

Poompkin pie!

Did you just say, "poompkin"?

Begin eating pie!

[ Munching ]

♪♪

Huh?

♪♪

[ Bell chimes ]

[ Bird caws ]

[ Groans ]

Way to go, Hedgehog.

[ Groans ]

[ Groans, swallows ]

I did it.

Look at yourselves, you animals.

My tummy hurts.

Ugh, it's cool.

It's just mostly gas because of the poompkins.

Don't you mean pump...

I can't bake you guys a cake until my tum is better.

We can go to Dr. Hogsbottom.

He has medicine that can make this gas go away

and therefore relieve our tum-tum pain.

To the doctor!

[ Grunting ]

Is the doctor in?

He's at movie day at town hall.

He's watching a fillum.

Ugh, why now?

I just want some toothpaste.

Should we give up?

Oscar, my man!

How was Heartforde? Tell me everything!

Really paint a picture for me.

Leave no stone unturned.

I missed you.

I can't live like this!

We've got to get that paste!

[ Grunting ]

Narrator: Ah, yes, food.

Ugh.

No one knows why we eat food, but we do know it's good.

Excuse me, Doctor.

We have issues of the tum.

Shh, I'm off duty until this film ends.

Ah.

[ Film reel clicking ]

Well, that's it, then, right?

The what?

What word could possibly be next?

It's going to say "The end."

You don't know that!

I must see the rest of the film.

I won't leave until I do.

Looks like the bulb is busted.

Anyone want to run to Radio Yurt and get a new one?

[ Sighs ] We'll go.

[ Stomach grumbling ]I'll stay here.

Welcome to Radio Yurt.

Hey, aren't you the guy from --

How can I help you?

We need to buy a light bulb.

Well, I would help you, but there's been...

a murder...

[ Both gasp ]

...of crows in the alley.

Delivery guy can't get through.

[ Crows cawing ]

Okay. We'll fix it.

[ Groans ] We'll move the crows

to get the bulb to fix our tums

to get the cake to get the paint to get the paste.

Easy.

[ Crows cawing ]

[ Cawing stops ]

Together: Caw! Caw! Caw! Caw!

Caw! Caw! Caw! Caw!

I hear you kids need a light bulb.

I don't understand you.

Let's hurry!

[ Panting ]

Oh!

Huh, how about that?

Ahem.

So, what's ailing you?

All: Our tums!

Ah, yes. Oh, I keep the medicine on my person

because I like to eat a lot because I'm a big rotund hippo.

Mmm.

[ Belching, flatulating ]

To the bakery!

[ Panting ]

To the art store!

[ Panting ]

[ Gasps ] She remembered!

Yes, "she" did.

Yeah, go ahead. Mmm.

Take her as much white paint as she needs.

To the newspaper... thing!

Hmm.

Hmm.

Can I have the T-paste now?

Oh, nice!

Hope that wasn't too much trouble.

[ Gasps ]

[ Squeak ]

Non-magical toothpaste!

It's mine.

Yeah, we did it!

Now we can get the rest of our stuff.

[ Bell ringing ]

Bozos, come back to camp, bozos!

[ Sighs ]

What's wrong?It took me all day

just to get one thing on my list.

Well, at least you got the toothpaste.

Huh!

I'm so sorry, Hedgehog.

We didn't get anything off your list.

Eh, forget about it.

I got to see a printing press.

We got to eat all that pie,

and, hey, we sort of solved a murder.

Not a bad day at all.

I love you, Hedgehog.

[ Both gasp ]

Hey, guys!

I beat you down here!

To say thank you for all you've done today,

we present you with this gift basket.

Oh, you shouldn't... How about that?

This is full of things from our respective lists!

Hey, yeah. How did you know what I wanted?

Oh, I have my sources.

[ Laughter ]

♪♪

Good bye, Oscar.

♪♪

[ Film reel clicks ]

♪♪

-Did you just say, "poompkin"? -Begin eating pie!