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[upbeat music]

- ♪ It's Friday ♪ - ♪ Let's dance ♪

- ♪ My favorite clothes are pants ♪

- ♪ My dad's sister's my... ♪

♪ Aunt ♪

- Out of rhymes, but don't care 'cause it's the...

[together] Weekend.

Won't be needing this anymore. You're dead to me.

- Presley, you will need it on Monday.

- That's, like, four days away. - Two days.

- And I can't think that far ahead, Lex.

- Did someone say Munchy?

[together] Munchy!

- What's with the bean bag chairs?

- I'm combining these into one chair

that will be known as "beanbag-zilla."

- As your friend and next-door neighbor,

I support you on your noble mission.

- Thanks.

I'm gonna get started on this

right after I wash my dad's boat.

- Why do you have to wash something that sits in water?

- I don't pretend to understand the ways of the sea.

Oh, speaking of my dad--

he confiscated these fireworks from some kids at school.

Who's with me?

- Munchy, your dad is the principal of our school.

I don't think he wants us playing with fireworks.

- Well, I didn't think he'd want me

playing the French horn, but guess what.

He's a fan.

- "Angry Devil Fireworks-- pressure activated,

not legal anywhere including international waters."

See, to me, that's a red flag.

- What does pressure activated mean?

- I think it means you have to pressure them into going off.

Let me try.

You have to go off right now! Three, two, one, go!

- Pressure activated means they'll go off

if you apply pressure.

For example, if you squeeze 'em.

[fireworks click and hiss]

Oh, no, I activated the fireworks!

This is why I don't like squeezing things!

[fireworks popping and exploding]

[all screaming]

- Okay, okay.

It looks like there wasn't any damage.

- Yeah.

[deep booming explosion]

[all scream]

- It's probably nothing?

I'll handle your dad. Everyone be cool.

Tedward, my man.

How is my favorite principal doing?

- This flew onto my boat and set it on fire.

- About that-- - It was us.

We destroyed your boat. Please don't suspend me.

I have a perfect attendance record.

- Way to be cool.

- Son, I'm disappointed.

You weren't supposed to touch those fireworks.

- How was I supposed to know?

- They were in a bag labeled "do not touch."

- In my defense, you keep all the fun stuff in that bag.

- You kids are gonna pay me back for my boat.

My sweet, sweet boat.

- Okay, we can do that, no prob.

Do you accept credit cards-- specifically my father's?

- I'll only accept money you kids earn

from hard work.

That's why I'm finding you jobs around school.

- Like lunch lady?

- Like scraping gum off toilets.

- I have spent my whole life avoiding school toilets.

- Hey, what if we found our own jobs to pay you back?

- I guess that might work, but I'd put you

on a strict payment plan-- first one due in a week.

- Psh, easy. - Psh, okay.

But miss one payment, and you'll be--

- Making pancakes?

- Scraping gum!

And one more thing.

Jaget! - [groans]

- How does a chill guy like you have a brother like that?

- We have the same parents.

- Vice Principal Jaget reporting for duty, Daddy.

- We've been over this.

You're not vice principal. You're a crossing guard.

- Which basically makes me

vice principal of the crosswalk.

- Jaget will keep an eye on you

and report to me with your progress.

- That's affirmative, Daddy.

And what kind of weapons will I be given for my mission?

Mace, nunchucks, Wolverine claw hand?

- No weapons.

- Don't need weapons,

especially when I have smackaroni and cheese.

- You can't hit them.

- Is there anyone else who can keep an eye on us?

- Like, literally anyone else?

- You're stuck with him.

- [blows whistle]

Time to earn my daddy some money!

Let me see 25 jumping jacks!

- How is that gonna make you money?

- Great question. Here's my answer.

Do it! [blows whistle]

- ♪ I got, you got me ♪

♪ We got this ♪

♪ I like the odds when we're side-by-side ♪

♪ I like the sound of that ♪

♪ Oh, we're taking off, gonna do this right ♪

♪ I like the sound of that ♪

♪ And when things go up and friends are on it ♪

♪ 'Cause I got you, got me, we got this ♪

[upbeat music]

- Ugh, no one wants me to babysit

since I set a boat on fire.

- I hate rational people.

- It's been days, and we haven't found a job.

How are we gonna pay back Tedward?

- ♪ Hey, girls ♪

- Hi, Dad.

- I've been thinking about what happened,

and it could actually be a good thing.

- Yeah, my parents said the same thing.

It'll help me learn responsibility.

- [chuckles] No.

It could be a good thing

because I might finally become friends

with Munchy's dad, Tedward.

He and I could bond over this.

I could be like, "Those kids of ours, huh?

What a couple of characters."

"Hey, do you wanna come over

and watch a sport game with me?"

- Dad, you hate sports.

- True, but your mom's always working,

and I'm lonely.

Later, skaters!

- Your dad's strange.

- I don't even notice anymore.

- Guys.

I have a solution to our money woes.

- Is it to dress like pineapples?

- How'd you know? - How would that make us money?

- That's the part I'm still working on.

- We need to focus. - Lex is right.

And food helps us think better so to the snack hole.

- Yes.

- It's beautiful every time.

- Listen, we need to start

paying Tedward back in a few days.

Maybe we can find some part-time jobs.

- Yeah, I mean, we're living in a gig economy

full of short-term positions

that are contracted to independent workers.

Just because I'm dressed like a pineapple

doesn't mean I don't know stuff.

- Okay, I like this idea.

We'll make an app that lets people

who need help with small jobs connect with us.

- We don't know how to make an app.

- We don't, but he does.

- God?

- No, my little brother. He's upstairs.

You gotta ask him. - Why don't you?

- Because he doesn't listen to me,

and he's in love with you.

- I don't feel comfortable playing with his emotions.

- Okay, how do you feel about scraping gum off toilets?

- Be right back.

♪ ♪

[device beeping and whirring]

- Presley? - It's actually--

- Oh, Lex, it's you!

[device crackling]

So what brings you to my room?

- Well, Fisher, I was wondering

if you could help us make an app.

- Oh, I'll do anything you want

including but not limited to murder.

- Let's just stick to the app.

♪ ♪

- This app is amazing.

- It even background checks anyone who wants to hire us.

Sorry, creeps.

- I can't believe your brother made this in a few hours,

but why do we call our app Kidding?

- It's not Kidding. - It's KidDING.

- Like when you want help from a kid.

- KidDING, we'll be right over.

- KidDING, best prices in town. - KidDING--hey, I get it now.

- Wait, how are people going to know

how to download the app?

There's no magical way to tell everyone about it.

- There might be.

- Whoa! - Whoa!

- Fisher, why are you hiding?

- I'm not hiding.

I'm looking at Lex from behind a trash can.

- Okay, well, keep doing that, and you'll be looking at her

from inside the trash can.

- The device I've been working on

could play a commercial for your app

on every screen in the world.

- Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

That sounds like exactly what we need.

We'll make a commercial.

Fisher, get your machine ready.

- Okay, but only if I can stare at Lex a little more first.

- You get ten seconds.

- Yes.

- Could you at least stand a little further away?

- No.

♪ ♪

- So what's this thing do?

- Uses electromagnetic waves to override every screen on Earth,

and then-- - Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Just play the commercial we made.

- Okay, here we go.

[device whirring and beeping]

- Having trouble doing stuff?

How many times have you tried to rip a paper towel,

and it's just too strong for you?

Too weak to do normal household tasks?

Wish you could hire kids to do stuff for you?

Then we've got a great offer for you.

Now you can do all this and more with KidDING.

All you need to do-- download our app

and let us know how we can help.

And then pay us.

There's nothing that KidDING can't do

including but not limited to

T-shirt folder, goat walker, spaghetti slurper,

cartographer, haunted hotel caretaker,

breakdancing instructor, woodworker,

bass slapper, dog party DJ,

or can opener including soda, soup, beans,

and, for an extra fee, tuna!

- We'll be there in a KidDING--

[static crackles]

- Our signal stopped broadcasting.

I'm not sure what happened.

- My pops put me in charge of you delinquents,

and I'm shutting you down unless you show me

a permit for that thing.

[phone chimes]

- It's coming from the app. You're getting a KidDING.

- We're getting a KidDING? - Yes, and I love you.

- It's from the manager of that store Chichi Chic.

He's looking for living mannequins

to come in and model some new clothes.

- Living mannequins?

- Reminder--we have our payment due tomorrow.

- Living mannequins, yeah! - Yeah!

♪ ♪

[electronic music]

- This place smells fancy.

Smell with me.

[all inhale deeply]

[all sigh]

♪ ♪

- Please stop your sniffing.

[all scream]

- You're not the boss of me.

- I'm Antwerp. I hired you.

- Oh, you are the boss of me.

- I'm the manager here at Chichi Chic.

- I'm Lex. This is Presley and Munchy.

- Your name is Munchy?

- Yes, it's short for Munchtopher.

- Delightful.

You'll be working as mannequins until the store closes

with the exception of your lunch break.

- Ooh, a lunch break? That's so nice of you.

- It's legally mandated.

I'm hoping that living mannequins

will lure celebrity fashion blogger

Sophia Fugazi to my store.

- Sophia Fugazi might be coming here?

- Yes, are you a fan? - Never heard of her.

I just wanted to make sure I was following along.

- I like you. You make me laugh.

[upbeat music]

- Okay, bring forth the fashion.

[punchy electronic music]

♪ ♪

- This is where you will be mannequin-ing.

Now, if you want to be paid, you must follow three rules.

Don't talk, blink, or move until the store closes.

- Question-- - You're talking.

- Right, and also itching

because this thing is made out of wool

and possibly poison oak.

- I'd love to discuss this, but it's almost time to open.

Now, I control the entire store with this--

lights, temperature, power,

pretty much anything you can think off.

- Can it fill the store with anti-gravity

so we all float?

♪ ♪

- No.

And I don't like you anymore.

Ah, almost forgot to put you in your poses.

♪ ♪

Fierce.

Dynamic.

Heart of a lion.

- Wait, we have to stay like this the whole day?

- No.

Every time you hear the chime, you must change your pose.

[bright chime]

There's the chime. New pose.

Ah, now, that is

what I call fashion.

I'm going to tag Sophia Fugazi.

This is the perfect fashion bait

to get her into my store.

Okay, time to open.

You may take your lunch in four hours.

- Munchy, next time you see a bag

that says, "Do not touch," do not touch!

[upbeat music]

[upbeat music]

- We itched our whole lunchbreak away.

- At least we got out of those suits for a little.

Oatmeal is supposed to make itchy skin feel better,

but it's not working!

- You have to make it first and then put it on.

- It's instant oatmeal.

It's supposed to work instantly!

- That makes no sense. - Then why are you doing it?

- Because I've been wearing that itchy thing

for the last four hours, and I'm not thinking straight!

- I know we told Antwerp we'd be back after lunch,

but I can't do it. I just can't do it.

- We have to go back.

Our first payment to Tedward is due today,

and we don't get paid until the store closes.

- What if the store closes early?

Remember the control panel that can do anything?

- Not anti-gravity.

- We could use it to shut off the power,

and the store would have to close.

- He did say we only have to work until the store closes.

- Right, we get paid and go home early.

- No, guys, when life throws itchiness at us,

do we back down?

- Yes. - All the time.

- No, we rise up. We finish what we started.

We are going to march back into that store,

put on these wool suits, and get through this together.

[screams]

I can't take the itching anymore.

I was wrong. I was wrong!

- Good, then let's shut this place down.

- Antwerp's coming!

- Big news!

Sophia Fugazi saw the pic I posted of you,

and she is on her way.

You're not allowed to move,

so I will celebrate for the four of us.

Yippie.

[bright chime]

Now, remember, if you want to get paid,

don't talk, blink, or move until the store closes.

Ciao for now.

- We have got to get out of here

before that Fugazi lady comes.

I do not wanna be stuck here all day

looking like my grandma's blanket.

- I have a plan to shut off the power.

Follow me.

[soft upbeat music]

[bright chime]

[bright chime]

Munchman, I need you to use your superhuman ability.

- You want me to impersonate a didgeridoo?

[low throaty humming]

- Not that one.

Your ability to change clothes super fast.

Switch with the mannequin. - On it.

- We'll be out of these suits in no time.

[gasps]

[mannequins clatter]

- What did you do?

- I was trying to lean confidently.

- Sorry I took so long.

- Okay, we gotta make that mannequin look like you.

Lex, fix those.

- Why do I have to fix the mannequins?

You were the one leaning confidently.

- Be careful. The head's a little wobbly.

I'm looking good.

- Okay, Munchy, you distract Antwerp,

and we'll use the control panel to shut off the power.

- On it. It's Munch time.

- [gasps]

I didn't approve that hat and scarf!

Take them off immediately!

- Stop!

- Who are you, and why are you exclaiming at me?

- Um...

I'm a surfer, bro.

I need some surf clothes for the big surf competition.

- You're not dressed like a surfer.

- Well, that's why I need surf clothes, bro.

Come on, it's a surf-mergency.

- Can we just discuss how good Munchy is at distractions?

- He really commits.

Okay, let's cut the power, get paid,

and take off these itch bags.

- Go.

- Oh, no, it's asking for a password.

- Hang on. There's someone who can help.

[phone rings]

- Fisher, we need a password for the control panel

at Chichi Chic.

- Here's the thing-- I get a lot of these calls.

- Ugh.

- Hey, it's Lex. Do you think you could help us?

- Give me 30 seconds.

[desk whirring]

- It's gonna take him way longer than 30 seconds to--

[phone chimes]

Hey, look at that, the password.

[panel chimes]

It worked. Time for a blackout.

- Time to get paid and go home.

[rapid bright chimes]

- You made the chimes ring faster!

- No! - Sorry.

- Antwerp's coming!

[bright chimes continue chiming]

- It's too chime-y in here.

[rapid bright chimes]

Everything must be perfect for Sophia Fugazi.

[bright chime]

Better.

Now, when Sophia Fugazi arrives--

- I have already arriven.

- Sophia Fugazi, oh, my.

Welcome to Chichi Chic.

- This is bad.

What if she wants to see the living mannequins?

One of us is a mannequin mannequin.

- Right this way, Sophia Fugazi.

Here's our new line of clothing

made of wool from sheep who do yoga.

You're still wearing the wrong accessories.

Let me just take these away.

- Stop!

Because...these clothes are attacking me!

[screams]

- Please excuse me.

- Now, let's take a look at this gorgeous scarf.

[screams]

I've killed another one! - Come, Sophia.

- What just happened? - Who cares?

We gotta get the power off before Antwerp finds out

we scared off Sophia Fugazi. Go.

Let me work the controls this time.

I got this figured out.

[panel beeps]

[alarm blaring]

Oops.

- Our very first job, and we already failed?

We're never gonna be able to pay back Tedward,

and we'll be scraping gum for the rest of our lives!

- Hey, when life throws fire sprinklers at us,

do we back down? - I think we should.

- No!

We rise up. We get through this together.

- What is going on in here?

- Too late!

- Ooh, we fixed it.

- You're all fired!

You're not getting paid anything!

And I am giving your KidDING app

a one-star rating.

- That's not fair.

You put us through itchy torture the whole day.

- Yeah, one bad rating will ruin our entire business.

- I have re-arriven.

I can't keep running away from my sins.

I knocked that child's head off.

- What?

- [screams] Don't touch me!

- Munchy switched with the mannequin.

- He really can change clothes fast.

- I don't understand. I knocked your head off.

- Yeah, and it hurt a lot.

- This isn't gonna be good for your business.

- We're gonna tell everyone what happened

and give Chichi Chic zero stars.

- Unless you pay us what you owe us.

- Pay us with money.

- My store won't survive a fashion scandal.

- Then fork over the cash, fancy man.

[upbeat music]

- You kids made some serious money.

- Boom.

- I really have to give credit where credit is due.

Way to go, Jaget.

- Are you kidding? - You can't be serious.

- Wait, what?

- You managed to keep these kids on track.

I'm proud of you son.

- It wasn't easy, but I care about these little guys,

sometimes maybe too much.

- Well, it was a pleasure doing business with you,

and I will see you at school.

- Oh, our business isn't over.

Next payment due in a week.

- A week is seven days.

- So what do we do now?

- We work together, and we keep hustling.

- I'm with you. - Me too.

- Sounds like a solid plan.

[all scream]

- Fisher, are you hiding again?

- Yes, and I love you.

- Back in the bush.

[phone chimes]

Good news, we got another KidDING.

- Better news, I found more fireworks.

- No, no, no, no! - Give me those!

- [gasps]

[fireworks click and hiss]

I squeezed them again!

- Stop squeezing things!

[all scream]

♪ ♪