Original subtitles

When the stars come out And it's night once more

It's time to go To the School of Roars

So wake up, monsters And stretch your paws

Jump up and go To the School of Roars

School of Roars, School of Roars

It's time to go to The School of Roars

School of Roars, School of Roars

You growl and grow At the School of Roars

School of Roars, School of Roars

It's time to go to The School of Roars!

[all] Raarg!

[narrator] It was another super snufflesome night

at the School Of Roars.

But for Yummble, Wingston and Wufflebump,

the excitement was only just beginning.

-Is it time to go yet, miss? -Not quite, Wufflebump.

Is it time now, miss?

Nearly, Yummble!

-What about now? -Oh, my claws!

What's the matter with you three?

You've been gruffling to get out of school all night.

-It's our first-ever sleepover! -[all] Yeah!

A sleepover?

[gasps] I remember my first sleepover.

I forgot to pack my favourite cuddly toy,

and I was too shy to ask for my bedtime milky,

and then I couldn't get to sleep

because my daddy wasn't there to read me a story.

But don't worry, I'm sure you'll all be fine.

Yes! We're big monsters now.

We don't need cuddly toys.

Or bedtime milkies.

Or stories to help us get to sleep.

No, no, no, there's nothing wrong with needing those things.

-What I meant was... -[school bell rings]

Oh! Home time!

[all] Goodbye, Miss Grizzlesniff. Rarrrgh!

Have a monstrous sleepover!

Last one back to mine

-smells of flowers! -[monsters] Eurgh!

Rarrrgh!

Rarrrgh! I'm a big, scary monster, and this is my den.

Ha, ha, ha! Run, Wingston!

[all giggle]

Ooh! OK, monsters, I think it's time for fang brushing and bed.

[all] Oh!

Now, who wants to hear a roary story?

Mummy! Put it away!

But I thought you'd like a story. It helps you get to sleep.

-Uh... Night, Mummy! -Oh...

Oh, Wingston, this fell out of your bag.

[electronic voice] Rarrrgh!

[gasps] Mr Grrr!

Oh! I mean, uh, oh, thanks!

-Night, Mrs Wufflebump. -[Mr Grrr growls]

Aw! So, Yummble, how about a bedtime milky?

Who, me? I don't need a bedtime milky.

[tummy rumbles] Uh... Night!

Oh. OK.

Hmm...

-[electronic voice] Rarrrgh! -Shh!

Quickly, Mr Grrr, hide inside my sleeping bag.

-Yum, yum, yum! -[gasps]

Oh, hey, Yummble. I was just getting my fang brush.

[tummy rumbles] Oh!

Hmm...

Just a little bit of milky. [slurps]

-[Wufflebump singing] Doo-doo-doo... -Huh?

Oh, hey, Wufflebump. I was just finding my comb.

Hmm.

So then, what about this roary story?

Captain Slimy Beard And The Caves Of Doom! Arrgh!

-Uh... OK! Just make it quick. -Yes.

Captain Slimy Beard and his monster pirates...

-[Yummble singing] La, la, la... -...sailed in search of treasure...

[both] Ooh!

Mummy! Put it away!

But what about the story?!

[yawns]

-Night, Mummy. -Oh, OK.

[both] Night, Mrs Wufflebump.

Night, night. Hope the bugs bite!

Ahh...

Well, that wasn't too bad.

Well, I just hope they get a good night's sleep.

-[Rumbling] -Oh...

[kids upstairs sounding upset]

Uh-oh.

[tummy rumbles] Oh!

Oh! Can't sleep.

Can't sleep!

Eek! Eek!

Oh, mummy.

Oh, now, come on, it really is time to get to sleep.

Unless there's something you need, of course.

A bedtime milky? A cuddly toy? A story?

-[all] No! Night! -Oh.

[all] Oh...

[Tummy rumbling] Oh, milky...

Oh, Mr Grrr!

My story!

I...just need to get something!

-Me too! -Me too!

Yum, yum!

-[electronic voice] Rarrrgh! -Shush!

Captain Slimy Beard! Ha-ha!

-Hum, Wufflebump, -[all gasp]

I hope you're in bed.

[all gasp]

-Oh! -[all] Oh!

[all] Rrr...

-Uh-oh. -My bedtime milky!

My cuddly toy!

My story!

Oh, dear. Well, no wonder none of you could sleep.

And now we'll never be able to.

Yummble's bedtime milky has all gone,

Wingston's cuddly toy is all wet,

and my story is ruined.

Oh, that's OK. I'm sure we can rustle up a milky.

If you'd like one, Yummble.

Ooh! Yes, please.

And Wingston, if you want to cuddle your toy,

I could give him a quick wash.

Yes, please, Mr Wufflebump.

Hmm... Now, what could you three do while you're waiting?

I know! We could mend my book and then all have a bedtime story.

[all] Yay!

So, Captain Slimy Beard shared his treasure with every monster!

[all] Ya-harrgh!

Here we are. Three bedtime milkies.

And one very clean cuddly toy.

-Mr Grrr! -[electronic voice] Rarrrgh!

[all chuckle]

[narrator] So, thanks to cuddles, bedtime milkies and stories,

the little monsters got off to sleep.

And their grand sleepover was a roaring success.

-[tummy rumbles] -[all chuckle]

Captions by Red Bee Media

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