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[drumroll]

[cheerful electronic music]

* ♪

- [laughs]

- [whimpering]

Uh! Wah!

♪ ♪

[exclaims] [frog ribbits]

[frog croaks]

[laughing]

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

♪ ♪

[car horn honks]

[toy meows]

Ta-da!

- Ah! - Ugh.

[chuckles] [whistles]

Whoa! Ah!

- [chuckles] - Aww.

♪ ♪

[cheerful xylophone music]

[cheerful music]

♪ ♪

Looks like you and I are both hitting the ice

for the first time, Angelica.

Are you excited to skate with Gabi?

Yes, Aunt Didi!

I can't wait to glide around without a chair in the world.

See you later.

It's time for us mamas to lace up our skates,

grab our twigs, and slap some clappers

at our hockey practice.

[both grunt] - A cool handshake

and a secret language?

[chuckles] It already sounds

more exciting than quilling.

Okay, skaters, who's ready to try the ice rink?

I am, Gabi.

Later, babies. Have fun toddling.

♪ ♪

So Angelica, let's start with the basics.

Just skate to me.

That's too easy.

Want to see me do a flip skip triple twirl?

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- Oop. - Ta-da!

That was a great start.

Why don't you try skating with my friend,

Neal the seal?

He'll help you learn even faster.

Whoa!

[grumbles]

Whoa! Whoa!

Wh--oof.

You don't need Neal the seal?

Nice.

Ready for that flip skip triple twirl?

I would, Gabi, but I don't want to show off

in front of the others.

Mm, good point.

How about you just skate towards me?

[tense music]

Huh?

[inhales deeply]

Ow! Ow!

[babies gasp] Ow!

Gabi, I think I broked my leg.

Now no one will ever see my super skater moves.

And it's so unfair.

Oh, no.

Let's get you off the ice.

♪ ♪

How about you rest here, and I'll check on you in a bit?

Here's some paper and crayons.

Oh, I'm sorry your leg's broked, Angelica.

My mama could fix that broked leg in a second.

But she's way 'cross the ice ring.

Maybe if you yell real loud, she'll hear you.

And scare all these other kids?

Oh, I couldn't do that, Susie Carmichael.

I'll just live with the pain.

Thanks anyway.

No, Angelica,

a baby's got to do what a baby's got to do.

We're gonna bring you across that ice ring to Susie's mommy.

- Huh? - But, Tommy,

no baby has gone on the ice

and crawled back to tell the tale.

Yeah. You babies shouldn't risk

your drooly, pathetic lives for me.

Come on, guys, we gots to help Angelica.

And we'll be the first-est babies to cross the ice ring.

What do you say?

Ice ring, here we come!

Yeah!

[wind whistling]

And so began our expedition

across the Great Ice Ring,

led by Thomas Pickleton.

I wanted no part of this foolish journey.

I needed to slow it down at all frosts.

Wait, we forgot snacks!

Maybe there's some at base camp.

We don't want to have to eat sled dog food.

Oh, good thinking, Angelica.

We'll be right back.

[sighs]

[panting and grunting]

[all straining]

[all exclaim]

Barry, is there, like, another name for corn dogs?

[video game bleeping] - Oh, so many, Eve--

dog on a cob, the cob dog, corn cob made of dog,

hot dog made of cob--

Now we're talking.

How about you pull me and these snacks back to the play area?

No time, Angelica.

Team, let's move out!

Puppy rolled around in corn mud--

Yeah, I'm really wishing I hadn't asked.

- So a twig is a hockey stick. - Oh.

A celly is your celebration after scoring a goal.

- Ooh. - And where mama keeps

the peanut butter is a goal scored

in the uppermost part of the net,

and where I score all my goals.

- Ooh. - Eyes on me, Deed.

The key to puck handling is to never look down at the puck.

Mm-hmm. Never look at the puck.

Oh, no, I just looked.

Oh, it happens to dusters.

Oh, by that, I mean people who sit out the games.

Moving on to the most important part,

the pre-game ritual!

both: * Better watch out 'cause I'm out here shootin' pucks ♪

♪ Scorin' goals that blow minds up ♪

♪ Checkin' fools who want this puck ♪

MVP!

Scorin' goals, checkin' fools.

Oh, you know, it's all starting to make sense.

[wind whistling]

It's day one of our expedition

to the healer's cave, but feels like day 475

the way these two mutts pull a sled.

Oh!

Hey, how about a warning next time?

Hmm, according to my map,

the healer's cave should be straight across.

Shouldn't take long to get there.

No! I mean,

why not explore the whole ice ring while we're here?

Susie has the map.

Come on, Pickleton, you know you want to.

I was wondering what was just beyond those mountains.

But what about your leg?

Well, it hurts, of course,

but this ride is actually making it feel so much better.

Mush, doggies, mush.

[both barking]

I just remembered, there are scary

snow monsters who live on the ice.

We'd better head back to base camp.

[both straining]

It's starting to sound like you don't even

want to go to the healer.

What? That hurts, Susie Carmichael,

maybe even more than my broked leg.

I'm just thinking about your safety.

[penguin squeaking] [both gasp]

It's only a penguin. [seal barking]

Aw, and a seal.

Don't be tricked by their cuteness, Chuckie.

Whoa! [screams]

Hold on, Angelica!

It's okay. Hang on to Neal.

[children screaming]

I got you.

[peaceful music]

Come back!

We don't bite!

Not on purpose!

Ow!

You hurt my leg even more!

I need to stay here and rest.

And maybe Chuckie could make us a tasty lunch

out of the snacks.

Me?

I'm the cook on this expedition?

I should have brought a soup pot.

We can all eat when we get to the cave.

Navigator Susie, get us back on course.

[buzzer blares]

[grunts]

♪ ♪

A cookie!

Ow! What good's being a sled dog

if you can't bite through stuffs?

As the cook, I could tell you

the only reason a cookie would be that hard is if it's for a--

[monsters roaring] Ah!

Snow monster!

I was right?

[monsters roaring]

They're hungry for cookies now,

but they'll switch to babies if they see you.

There's no way babies taste better than cookies, right?

Or do they?

How are we gonna get past those snow monsters?

Maybe we should turn back.

For once, Finster's right.

Phil and Lil, mush us out of here.

We can't give up now.

But Tommy, even if we could get past those monsters,

the rest of the way is all ice.

I have a plan.

Chuckie, the fruit leather please.

Everyone, grab two cookies.

Whoa. Give it a try, guys.

- Oh--whoa. - Whoa--oh, oh.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa! - That's not how you skate.

I'll show you. I mean,

I would show you if my leg wasn't broked.

[upbeat music playing]

[angry muttering]

Sorry, dudes.

We accidentally turned on the laser skate lights

instead of the resurfacing switch.

Time to resurface that ice.

Wait, where are the snow monsters?

[uplifting music]

Looks like they eated all the cookies and left.

They must have sharp teeth.

No fair.

Now we can skate across the ice.

Come on, before they come back.

♪ ♪

Ugh.

Uh, why is the ice shaking?

[dramatic music]

[gasps]

[ice cracking, rumbling]

'Cause all of that snow is coming right for us.

Everybody, back to base camp.

You guys can go,

but I'm still taking Angelica to the healer.

You're what now?

[straining]

Ugh.

all: Tommy!

♪ ♪

[panting, grunting]

[grunting]

[grunts]

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Ha! If only Gabi could see me now.

Oh, right--I'm coming, Tommy!

Whoa. [sighs]

Angelica, you saved Tommy.

You're a hero.

Maybe--or maybe she never had a broked leg at all.

Wait! My leg's all better?

How did that happen?

Angelica, did you fake being hurted?

Fine, I can't do a flip skip triple twirl.

I even fell.

I just didn't want Gabi to see I wasn't a good skater.

You're good now.

Or else Tommy would be a snow baby.

You're right!

When Tommy needed me, I forgot all about falling.

[laughs] Guess you were my healer, Baldy.

Mm! [laughs]

Sure hope Didi remembers everything we taught her.

We shouldn't expect too much for her first time.

I'm ready to slap some clappers!

I've never been so excited for

and scared of Didi in my life.

What's the matter?

You never seen a mommy snow monster before?

[grunts]

[cheerful xylophone music]

Mini golf, bumper boats,

wild burro rides--

This place has everything.

There's also a spa and a brutal fitness course,

the perfect blend of serenity and suffering.

And the best part of all--

Macaroni and cheese!

Plus strawberry waffles,

and chicken nuggets shaped like unicorns!

Nothing to do but stay in bed all day,

watch TV, and order room service.

Well, enough about my fabulous life.

Get back to packing for me!

It's gonna be a relief not getting bossed around

for a few days.

Think again, Susie Carmichael.

There's still gonna be somebody in charge.

I was afraid of this.

I knew it was too good to be true.

This person's got to be a leader,

someone who knows how the cookies crumble

and where the crayons break.

Now, which one of you knows those things?

[laughs] None of you.

I was just messing with you.

It's Chuckie.

I already decided. - [gasps]

That's great, Chuckie.

- Yay for Chuckie. - Good choice.

Um, why me, Angelica?

I got my reasons.

Now, for the rules.

Lil, write these down.

Number one, no monkey business while I'm gone.

That means stay out of trouble

unless there are actual monkeys involved.

Number two, if there are any treats,

I still get my share.

Read that back to me, Lil.

Um, um, no monkeys,

and you get treats?

Eh, close enough.

Now, while I'm gone,

you're the substitute Angelica.

You do whatever I do.

And you'd better not bubble-cross me.

'Cause I'm always watching you

wherever I am, just like Santa Claus.

Got it, Finster?

Uh, let me think about it.

Think about it?

I just offered you the chance to be me

instead of you for a whole weekend.

The answer is, "Thank you."

Thank you, but I--

I knew I picked the right baby.

Okay, everyone out.

I got to pack Cynthia's travel outfits.

He's perfect, Cynthia--

strong enough to keep the diaper patrol in line,

too weak to let the power go to his bed.

Yep, Chuckie is just the baby for the job.

[sighs]

♪ ♪

Hmm. Uh, it needs something,

but what?

[gasps] More pillows.

- Coming up. - Why didn't I think of that?

I'll get the fluffiest.

Hey, guys. Can I help?

Why is everybody looking at me like that?

'Cause you're the substi-tooth Angelica.

Are you gonna make us give you all the pillows now?

No, I'm here to play,

same as the rest of you.

You might want one more to prop this side up,

but looking good.

Thanks, Chuckie.

But Angelica would never say that.

Nah, she'd be more like,

"I'm Angelica, and that poofy pillow thing's

gonna fall down right on your poofy baby heads!"

[laughter]

Uh-huh. And then she'd go,

"I'm Angelica, and you droolers better listen to me."

[laughter]

I guess you're right, but, um,

I don't really got to act like her, do I?

Well, you probably should be a lot meaner to us.

Remember, Angelica said she's always watching us.

Come on, Tommy, you don't believe that.

How could she, anyway?

Duffy. They're bestest friends.

Duffy, who's fierce in fashion

and servin' up some sassin'?

That would be Cynthia.

Duffy, I'm in a mood to hear my special name.

Yes, Your Supreme Highness Angelica

"Princess For Life" Pickles.

Duffy, what's your favorite flavor pancake?

I don't actually eat.

I understand blueberry is popular.

That's my favorite too!

See, this is why we're such good friends.

Okay, okay, I don't want Duffy to tell Angelica

I'm not doing what she said,

so here goes--

all right, you babies, listen up.

You got to do what I say right now, or--

or...

else!

Eh, I'm not feeling it yet. Lil?

I didn't want to say it, but I've been more scared

by a bowl of vanilla pudding.

Give him time. He'll get there.

Yeah, it's not easy being mean.

What do I do now?

I know! Call us names.

Okay.

Phil, Lil, Susie, and Tommy.

[gasps]

There. How do you like that?

We were looking for "drooly babies,"

"bottle feeders," "squirrelly brains."

Aw, you tried,

and that's what counts.

Yeah, you're really not

getting the hang of this, Chuckie.

[growls]

Oh, yeah? You think you could do any better, Phil?

Or should I call you Poopyhead Phil?

[gasps]

[laughter]

Poopyhead Phil--

it's so funny.

Who cares what you think, Lil?

I got milk in my sippy cup older than you.

He's getting it.

You bet I am, Baldy.

And I'm just getting started.

Hey there, kiddos,

just whipped up a batch

of the world's greatest chocolate chip cookies.

I know, a lot of pressure on one recipe.

[babies babbling] But I stand by the name

and the cookies.

Come and get 'em.

[Western music]

This is it, Reptar.

We got to get Angelica's share.

Back me up.

Out of my way, toddler tooths.

Keep an eye on 'em for me, Duffy.

Don't let anybody else touch 'em.

Um, Chuckie, I know we said

you should start acting more like Angelica,

but that doesn't mean you should take all the cookies.

Yeah, we like the regular Chuckie.

Really, Susie?

Well, that's too bad.

'Cause regular Chuckie isn't around anymore,

just me,

and I take what I want!

So right now, I'm gonna go over

to that stack of pillows and snuggle.

Try and stop me.

[breathing deeply]

[children chattering]

Here you go, Chuckie.

Lil made it just the way you asked for.

[growls]

A little wet, isn't it?

It's mud.

I was hoping for something more like dirt.

Can you make that happen?

We'll do our best.

So what's everyone doing over there?

Just playing.

You could join us if you want.

Can't.

Angelica said I got to keep everyone out of trouble.

[sighs] So now,

I'm just looking for trouble.

Eh, enjoy your wet dirt.

♪ ♪

Well, well, well,

Angelica's babies,

but no Angelica.

This day just got a whole lot brighter.

Sweetie, I'm sorry about my work emergency.

I know you wanted to play mini golf.

I only got to do the bumper boats!

I was talking to Angelica.

It's okay, Mommy,

our TV at home is way bigger anyway.

But can you hurry to the park, please?

I need to check up on the babies.

Hey, babies.

What you doing?

Just building a mountain.

Now it's a desert.

Josh, you can't do that.

Yeah? Who's gonna stop me?

I'm guessing no one.

[gasps] [grunts]

Uh-oh, Reptar, this is the part

where Angelica's supposed to come rescue us.

'Cause nobody's supposed to pick on us babies

'cept Angelica.

[groans] If only Duffy were here.

He'd know what to do-- no offence.

All right, babies, now that we know who's boss,

all of you drop and give me 20 push-ups.

[laughs]

[all grunting]

Those are the worst push-ups I've ever seen!

Don't make me come down there and show ya.

A quarter!

Everybody, get back.

[Western music] - Josh,

why don't you leave my babies alone?

And who's gonna make me?

Wait, your babies?

That's right, I'm in charge now.

Oh, yeah? In that case,

you can do push-ups for everyone.

Better yet, I'll give you a choice.

You can do push-ups,

or you can eat this mouthful of sand.

Eat the sand.

No, do the smush-ups.

- Sand! - I never thought I'd say this,

but I really wish Angelica was here.

Enough!

This ends right now.

[laughing]

Josh,

stop messing with my babies right now or else!

[munching] Uh--

[gulps] Oh, hey, Angelica.

Josh was just showing us how Reptar eats cookies.

[laughs] Watch.

[mimicking dinosaur]

[laughter]

I don't get it.

Why aren't you pickin' on 'em?

For your information,

I'm giving the babies a free pass--for today.

You should put this one in charge more often.

We're gonna have a little talk about a big problem--

you.

Uh, got to go.

My mommy's looking for me.

Thanks again for the cookies, Chuckeroo.

[laughs]

Bye, Joshie.

"Chuckeroo?"

"Bye, Joshie?"

I leave you in charge for one little weekend,

and look what happens.

So step aside, Finster.

I'm back in charge.

[sighs]

Thanks, Angelica.

The pressure was really getting to me.

Yeah, yeah, who cares?

Uh, there's something you should know.

Crumbs?

You were a-posed to save my share.

And I'm holding all you babies representable!

Do you think I don't know... - She's back.

Way back.

Yep, there it is.

Turn my back for one minute, and this is what I get?

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