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You're home early.

BOTH SCREAM

What are you doing on my computer?

The real question is, what are you doing home at 4:15 on a Wednesday?

Hm? What about your club thingy?

It... It doesn't matter. It matters to me.

Sort of. Whenever I confide in you,

you either laugh at me or overreact.

I swear, by the revered Goblet of Finkoid,

I will do neither of those things. OK...

So, I've been part of this awesome a cappella club.

It's called The Underscores.

OVERLORD LAUGHS

Sorry, go on.

Well, my friend Connor was elected to be the new head of the club...

Mm-hm. ...and he kicked me out.

I'm sure it's not personal.

OVERLORD YELLS Whoa!

Connor is your nemesis, and we must annihilate him!

What? I neither laughed, nor overreacted.

I did both. Ha! I win!

Now...

...to destroy this Connor monster.

My laptop.

# The Underwoods The fam of the hour

♪ Hallow Bay's finest Weaver, Willow, Jim and Flower

♪ Things were all good Every day was the same

♪ Then, ding-dong Their lives all changed... ♪

Overlord! ♪ Second most wanted in the Cosmos

♪ Sold out his boss Cos the space feds were too close

♪ No more running round Crushing lives at will

♪ Witness protection Sorry, that's the deal

♪ A fall from grace For someone so celestial

♪ Now they got a cuz Who's extra-terrestrial

♪ He's super evil And they're super good

♪ It's Overlord And The Underwoods. ♪

Uh...

Holy legs.

You're wearing under trousers to work?

No, I took the day off. It's Three-legged Thursday.

Flower and I are doing a three-legged run

for three-legged pets.

Ooh, need me to remove the fourth one?

What? No, thank you. Zip!

Dad, I'm volunteering with some of the most competitive athletes

at my school. OK? You can't wear those shorts.

These are from 1999 and they still fit.

Do they, Dad? Do they? Well, I think you look... breezy.

Aw. Well, this day in '99 was a special one, wasn't it, sweetie?

It sure was.

Now, let's get out there. If we want to win this thing,

then we're gonna have to train all morning.

Been so busy at work.

Win? This is a run, not a race.

We just need to finish. Totally, we just have to finish first.

Uh...

Isn't that Willow's toothbrush? Mm-hm.

Oh, good news. I have a surprise for you.

R0-FL, now!

Oh, good, an air freshener. No, you ingrate.

It's a nemesis neutraliser.

If you throw this cube at someone, it will render them helpless.

How? Watch.

CACKLING

Whoa, cool.

That was unexpected. Where did the cube go, you ask?

Oh. Where did the... It disappeared!

Destroying all the evidence. It's the perfect crime cube!

Ha-ha! Connor isn't my nemesis.

I thought he was my friend. We used to hang all the time.

I just need to convince him to let me back in the club.

Using the Cube of Crime?

Nope. Fine, stay basic.

At least you still have Film Club.

I just don't get it. I've always really liked Connor.

How can you not? He has a voice like Ariana Grande

and a range like Ariana Grande.

Oh, no, what is he doing here? And what is he wearing?

Mr Underwood, Miss... I don't know what your last name is.

You can't be here. Relax. I'm undercover as...

Wait for it.

...a teacher. Yeah, nobody's gonna buy that.

Weavester, Bebester, Ms Pressburger.

Oh, I'm the new drama teacher that you hired.

Mr... Carbonbag.

Story checks out.

See? Wait.

What happened with the real drama teacher?

Mm...

Hello?!

Oh! Oh!

Oh, that tickles my aura.

Now, Weaver, take me to your nemesis.

I brought another cube!

Please go home.

Come on, Underscores, hit us with that vocal heat!

♪ Who is that? Who?

♪ Under there Where?

♪ Who is what? What?

♪ Under where? Under where?

♪ Underscores. ♪

Under where? Under there! You guys are awesome!

Nice one, man.

Man, I miss this.

There's that giant Connor with the golden-y locks.

We shall annihilate him!

That's not Connor. That's Connor.

Oh, Weaver. No!

I have this thing called school, so...

Good thinking. You know what, we'll destroy Tiny Dancer

at lunchtime instead.

Now... Oh, come on.

I'll be in the teachers' lounge if you need anything.

They have a slushy machine in there. A slushy machine!

PANTING

How much longer? Oh, I got distracted.

It's, um... Oh, it's been six minutes.

OK. OK.

Sweetie, don't you think you're taking this whole training thing

a bit seriously?

For a charity that helps three-legged pets?

Really, Jim? Really? OK.

Mm. Now, let's see those sprints.

OK, sure, I'm just gonna grab a quick splash of...

Water is for wimps. Go!

OK. Go! Go, go, go, go, go!

Now you're going!

BELL RINGS

♪ Used to be a firm believer

♪ Now we know he's a deceiver

♪ What's his name This low achiever? ♪

I see where this is going.

♪ Weaver, Weaver, Weaver, Weaver. ♪

Yep. Connor the agoniser.

We meet at last.

Oh, hey. You must be that second drama teacher

we don't need. Great mask, drama nerd.

Don't you call me that! You look like a second-rate EDM DJ.

Ohh! Now you're just saying letters at me.

It's obviously a sun visor.

Great, cos you'll need it to shade you from these sick burns!

Ohh! Sick what?

Hey, drama nerd, do you like rotisserie chicken?

Yes, if properly blended. Why? Because you've been roasted!

Ohh! Connor coming in hot.

I am? Y-you are...

Go find some ice, drama, cos you're burned!

Oh, no! Weaver, look away!

I...

How could you be so mean? How could you rat me out to a teacher?

Not even a real teacher, a drama teacher.

You, Weaver Underwood, are my sworn enemy.

Or, wait, even worse than that, you're my...

Uh, my... What's the word?

Nemesis? Nemesis, thank you. That was bugging me.

GROANS

Did you annihilate Connor? I couldn't! He's a wizard of words.

But don't fret, I will beat this master mouth at his own game.

R0-FL, research sick burns.

Chemical, thermal, or radioactive?

The word kind, you fool! Transmitting vision.

Here they come.

Ooh. Those are the kind of burns I...

Y-yes. That's gonna scar. Uh...

We'll call that plan B.

The milk of champions. Point - Dad.

Beatrice.

♪ Would you like some peas? ♪

Yes, peas! I mean, please. Peas.

See how sweet he is? I think you're just being paranoid.

Or not.

Aren't you 99.9% lactose intolerant?

It was worth it.

# Worth it! ♪ Excuse me.

See? What did I do? Why does he not like me?

I have to figure this out. Then let's do a little digging.

PANTING

14 seconds.

Oh. Great. Is what you've added to your time. Go again!

Oh, honey, I am hungry and exhausted.

Can we just enjoy one of our finger sandwiches?

Ha!

OK, you know what? I am out.

Of the race? Ooh, maybe Willow will do it.

Well, that is just hurtful.

No, no. Honey, it's that you lack competitive spirit

and you're really, really slow.

OK, this is getting out of hand. Today was supposed to be fun.

Winning is fun.

You know what, Flower? You can find another leg to tether

because this is mine... walking away.

SHE SCOFFS

You know, if you'd moved like that before,

maybe you'd still be on the team!

Who taught you to do that?

Oh, right, you live with an intergalactic space villain.

He even smells like Ariana Grande.

He scratched out your face. With a highlighter.

Uh, creepy.

You know what? I've had it with Connor.

Who cares that he's talented, smart, and sings like a mourning dove?

The next time I see him, I'm gonna walk right up to him and say...

Hi! LAUGHS NERVOUSLY

Hey, Bebe.

I was wondering if you'd care to join The Underscores?

We need a new singer for... obvious reasons.

I'm in!

I'm sorry! I'm a moth and his voice is the flame!

Sick burn battle. Go!

You're so dense, light bends around you.

Huh, really?

My density was 8g per cubic centimetre

and I reflect light, so there.

GROANS

Get into the spirit, R0-FL. It's called role-playing.

How about this? Might I suggest a film instead

about rival a cappella clubs battling it out?

I refuse. It's a musical.

You fool! Lead with that!

Curse you, Connor!

They... They put us on jug duty. What, now?

Uh...

We're supposed to put the drink mix in the jugs

and carry them to the finish line. No problem.

If you want to do the mixing, I don't mind doing the lifting.

Not that you can't. It's just, you know, they can get pretty heavy,

is all I meant.

There you are. Hi.

Can you run the race with me this afternoon?

Yeah. Did Dad ditch you after you went all beast mode?

Of course not. Why would you...

Who's that? Just some dude who challenged me.

Oh. Just gonna carry this jug over.

Oh, that's... that's really heavy. Want some help?

Argh!

Is that a no?

Wait, honey... Look out for the cone!

Ah!

Are you OK?

What were you thinking? Uh, I'll go get some ice.

Hey, I wasn't saying you were weak.

Like, I've seen you play soccer and hockey and basketball.

You're amazing. Oh, uh, I'm River. Willow.

I know.

It's great that you are competitive, but not at any cost.

There are some things that are more...

...more important. Mom?

Was there a lesson there, or...? I... I...

Mom!

Where are you...

How did you do it? How did you get me kicked out of Film Club?

Oh, please. All I did was put up a sign,

and you fell for it.

Curse you, Connor!

But why? Why did you suddenly turn on me?

Suddenly? I've been at it for eons.

I've pranked you, I've foiled you, I've banned you,

and you still didn't think it was personal.

What's wrong with you? Nothing's wrong with him.

Weaver's a really good person,

who can sometimes maybe be a little clueless.

At times. At times. See?

All the times.

What did I do to upset you?

You don't know what you did? We were never friends in the first place.

What's that? Looks important.

Connor, don't!

You!

You must be the one who pranked me.

It wasn't him! Then it was you.

It was even less her. Enough!

I will see you both in after-school contemplation.

Detention. We just don't call it that.

Hey, are you the kid who flash fried The Underscores?

Weaver, right? Weren't we in second grade together?

Thomas the Tank? Yeah.

Nice job on that cube prank, by the way.

That Connor kid has a mean streak.

A voice like melted butter, but mean butter.

I guess I never noticed the mean part.

Yeah, ever since he showed up a full day late

to your seventh birthday party. My...

Wait, what?

Yeah, and then he missed that legendary Smudgy the Snail cake

because you wrote Sunday on his invite, instead of Saturday.

It was an accident.

Wow. How do you remember that?

Ha. Steel trap, buddy. I really am clueless sometimes.

But at least now I know what I have to fix.

Ahem.

CHUCKLES, BEEPING

Oh, not now, Weaver. The girls are about to throw down!

Art.

It's so healing.

Hello. I'm the new drama... uh, uncle of Weaver.

It's imperative that I speak with him.

Is that my pashmina?

Not at all. I...

I got this at Pashmina... ville... Mart.

Oh. Yes.

You have three minutes.

Did you deliver the secret package to the mystery location?

The cake to the cafeteria table?

Shh! Yes.

Uh, can you deliver this to Connor?

You have to make sure he gets it. Oh, he'll get it, all right.

He'll get exactly what's coming to him.

The invite, I meant the invite.

To that big party in the sky. SNIGGERS

Does that helmet not have an inside voice setting?

No.

Triper?!

Triper?! Oh, hey there, neighbour.

Have you seen a three-legged dog?

Wait, you have a dog?

Yes, I do, and she thinks hiding is hilarious.

Ah. Well, that will explain why I didn't know you had a dog.

Nice gams you got there, neighbour. Oh.

Triper! Come on, this isn't funny. BARKING

Triper! Oh, Nana, she's right...

Found you. Oh, she's the cutest.

Yeah, I am pretty cute.

I am sorry that I got carried away.

I totally lost sight of what really matters.

Oh, yeah, the pets? No, I meant you.

But them as well.

Yeah. Well, I'm sorry I stormed off.

I just wanted our anniversary to be special. Our...

Jim, our anniversary is in December.

No, not that anniversary. The anniversary of the day we met.

At the Women and Guitar Strum and Hum Festival.

Oh! Yeah.

Right. When you were accidentally crowd surfing

and I saved you? Yeah.

Yeah, we made such a good team. I know. We still do.

Mm.

You know what?

Let's get out there and run.

No, we don't have to, we can donate instead.

No, we are doing this.

I didn't get all dressed up in my fancy shorts for nothing.

Oh, yeah? Mm-hm.

Let's go, fancy pants! Let's do this thing.

Overlord still isn't back. What if he popped Connor like a juice box?

What if Connor popped him like a juice box?

We have no choice, we've got to bust out of here.

Hey, Weaver. We can help. Pressburger is easily distracted.

Guys, activate Operation Infinite Reminisce.

So, uh, tell us about your Europe trip again.

Oh, OK!

Did we get to Cinque Terre last time?

I don't think we did.

Oh, OK. So this is me in Istanbul...

Focus! ...which is not Constantinople.

# Epic loneliness

♪ I must acquiesce. ♪

Yeah! Top that.

CLEARS THROAT

A cappella battles are a thing?

♪ Our love It has its fragile charm

♪ Like a newborn fragile pawn... ♪

Kick! ♪ But I will not kneel

♪ To this joy I feel

♪ I will not be an underlord To love. ♪

Top that.

Wow, Ovie's got pipes.

Get out, you're not an Underscore. Bebe, pull up a chair.

No, I'm good where I am.

Did you give the you-know-what to you-know-who?

The invite to Connor?

No.

I feel these things are best solved through song. Yeah.

"Meet me at the cafeteria tables in 20 minutes.

"Will you come to my party?"

HE GROANS

Fine. I'll meet you at the cafeteria tables in 20 minutes.

Thank you.

PS, you're a human child.

Sick burn!

BELL RINGS

It's from the staff lounge. Like it?

"Birthday burger"?

This won't work. We need something epic to win over Connor.

We need...

A Smudgy the Snail cake! Poisonous spider roaches!

Eh, I went a different way with that.

Ah, Bologna.

City of love, piazzas,

piazzi, oh, Stonehenge.

Surprise!

I'm sorry I hurt your feelings all those years ago.

I must have been daydreaming when I wrote your invitation.

No. I'm sorry I held a grudge for so long.

Just that I was new to this school, you were my only friend,

and then, bam, you emotionally sucker punched me.

Accidentally. I know.

But everyone laughed at me.

It took me forever to make new friends.

But this? This makes up for everything.

And don't forget the best part!

Smudgy the Snail cake! Whoo-whoo!

Wow, Weaver, this cake is...

Ice cream? Were you daydreaming when you chose this, too?

I'm 99.9% lactose intolerant, you monster!

Oh, right. I will never forgive you for this.

You'll be my nemesis for life.

But you'll let him back in the club, though, right?

Uh, Wednesdays and Thursdays, was it? Four to six?

Never!

So this is where you are!

Weaver, Bebe, I will see you both in after-school contemplation

every Wednesday and Thursday from now until the rest of the term.

Yes! HE CHUCKLES

Oh, I mean, sad.

Pashminaville-Mart? Yeah.

Happy birthday!

Ooh.

You did some fine work today, Weaver.

I'd be proud of you, if I felt things.

What do you mean? After all that, Connor still doesn't like me.

So? You've lots of friends -

Bebe, R0-FL, those basement dwelling projector heads.

You can't make everyone like you.

Just erase Connor from your life. OK.

And from corporeal existence.

Overlord! What?

PANTING

Wow, you guys look rough.

Did you win the race?

Dead last. But we finished.

And we got medals for most money raised.

Which means we kind of are first! He-he-he!

Whew!

Oh, and Willow met a nice boy, didn't you, Willow?

Dad! Stop!

Honey, carry me upstairs. All right, here we go.

We meet again, villain.

Well, we missed you at cribbage last Thursday.

It was quite a ride finding my way back.

I went to school, stole a cake,

did some competitive singing. Well, that's nice.

You did all that just to get your butt whooped?

Ooh, bring it on, Kirkland.

THEY CACKLE

HE CACKLES

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