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♪ ♪

Hey, Wratherheads.

if you're into pop music, you'll love this.

We just scored tickets to see the band Giant Future.

-[Cami screams] -[Fred screams]

Sorry.

Whenever I hear their name, I scream!

And whenever she screams, I scream.

It's very scary.

Anyway, I'm pumped because they're doing a song

with my favorite rapper, Doc Rhymes!

And in honor of the concert

from that band whose name I'm not going to say--

Oh, you mean Giant Future.

-[Cami screams] -[Fred screams]

Yes, in honor of that,

today's Would You Wrather is gonna be

"pop" and "band" themed.

Would you rather get popped in a bubble wrap suit

or snapped by a giant-sized rubber band?

Looks like bubble wrap wins it.

Great, so I took this out of my mom's car engine for nothing?

Ollie, you're up.

I'm the bubble monster! Mooooooooo!

Our mom just got a new massage chair delivered.

How do bubble monsters go to the bathroom?

Eh, it'll work itself out.

Oh. Looks like the chair also came with a remote control.

Well, what's done is done.

Let's get poppin', people!

-[bubble wrap popping] -[laughing]

That tickles! It tickles!

[massage chair humming]

[Ollie continues laughing]

Whoa!

Hey!

Who has the remote?

[theme music playing]

♪ Would you rather lose your phone ♪

♪ Or give up pizza for a month ♪

♪ Share your diary with the world ♪

♪ Or have to eat it for your lunch ♪

♪ Sing out of tune to your friends ♪

♪ Or trip and fall into your crush ♪

♪ Shave your head, paint it red ♪

♪ Or use your dog's toothbrush ♪

♪ We need a little Q and A ♪

♪ Come on Wrather-heads, play along ♪

♪ Would you rather do this ♪

♪ Would you rather do this ♪

♪ Or would you rather do that ♪

♪ Would you rather do that ♪

♪ Don't matter what we do ♪

♪ We're doing it with you ♪

♪ I'd rather do that ♪

♪ Ask the world ♪

♪ Would you rather do this ♪

♪ Would you rather do this ♪

♪ Or would you rather just dance ♪

♪ Or would you rather just dance ♪

♪ No matter what we do ♪

♪ We're doing it with you ♪

♪ I'd rather do that ♪

Ask the world!

♪ Would you rather do that? ♪

♪ ♪

[Jenna] Five minutes 'til departure!

Make sure you have everything for school

and after school and the concert.

-I got my dance stuff. -I've got my hockey stuff.

I got nothin'.

You seem awfully comfortable, Charlotte.

There's a sentence I never thought I'd say.

-[chair humming] -It's this chair.

I feel like melted butter on warm leather bread.

Great story. My turn.

I have a whole list of warnings I need to test out.

Mellow out, little dude.

-Okay, listen people. -And she's back.

This is the plan for the concert tonight.

Caleb will pick me and Cooper up at the rink,

Cami will meet us at the club after her rehearsal,

and Fred will meet us there after his power lifting class.

Did anyone else just hear the words

"Fred" and "power lifting?"

Everyone synchronize watches to "Charlotte time."

That's five minutes early.

Ugh! You just made the list!

[massage chair humming]

[Cami] Everyone at school's talking about the concert tonight.

Okay, we're lucky to even get tickets.

Not as lucky as this one girl in my grade.

-You know Emma Wentworth? -Everyone knows Emma Wentworth.

She's the coolest girl in school.

She has a VIP pass.

She's been bragging about it all month.

-A VIP pass? -Mm-hmm.

I like that! I want that! How do I get that?

Easy. You just have to have grandparents who own the club.

[swoons]

A VIP pass would get me one step closer

to Life Goal #35:

take a selfie with Giant Future.

[screams] I need to make that happen!

[Jenna] Well, do it at school,

'cause Mama needs to get to work. Let's go!

Not happening!

I'll be sitting on other chairs at school,

but I'll be thinking of you.

♪ ♪

Hey, Caleb.

You look excited for the show tonight.

I think.

Is that your excited face?

Isn't it obvious?

I look forward to attending the popular teen music revue.

Save some of that energy for the show.

I just have to close up here.

And I'll get outta my gear.

Look out, Doc Rhymes!

If you're trying to give me a new nickname, no need.

My comrades at Computer Camp already refer to me as...

"Giggles."

No. Doc Rhymes is a rapper.

He's doing a song with Giant Future.

Oh. You can still call me Giggles.

No, thank you.

So, Charlotte, I've been meaning to

ask if you had a chance to read my "Caves of Goran" fan fiction.

Oh! Yeah.

I'm sorry, Caleb, I haven't gotten to it yet.

I've just been so busy lately with school and work and--

Didn't I see you reading Caleb's thing last night?

-Nope. -Yes, remember? I asked you,

"What are you reading?" And you said, "Caleb's thing."

Oh, yes. Now I remember.

Thank you, Cooper.

So, what did you think?

Oh, well, you know, I--

I went through it really quickly.

I should give it another read

before I give you serious feedback.

I don't want to leave for the concert

until you tell me what you think.

Tell him what you think, Charlotte!

It's okay, Charlotte. I can take it.

Okay, well, um...

I didn't really-- what's the word?

Like it.

There must have been something you liked about it.

I liked the font you used.

You hear that, Chuckles? You're a hit. Concert time.

It's "Giggles."

And I don't think I can drive us right now.

As you can see, I'm too enraged.

♪ ♪

[massage chair humming]

Hey, Ollie. Your bus dropped you off a little late.

Yes. Yes it did.

So, I'm going to relax a little bit,

and you get to go play. Doesn't that sound nice?

For you. I wanted a turn in the chair.

Well, this is not a toy.

This is an advanced piece of equipment

for hardworking parents--

[laughing] that happens to tickle just a little bit.

Run along now. You can use it when I'm done.

[Recorded Voice] "Bitsy the Bunny was belching

because she had far too much carrot cola."

[loud belching]

Ollie! Turn that audio book down!

[Ollie] I can't! I don't know how!

[Recorded Voice] "Oh my, said Bitsy.

I can't stop belching."

[belches]

I am trying to relax!

[Ollie] I know! I'm so sorry! Help!

-[belching continues] -[groaning]

-[chair humming] -Oh, yeah!

That's the sauce!

Well played, sir.

And also...

Game on!

♪ ♪

Fred, where have you been?

Sorry, the bus was delayed

because some kid wouldn't sit down

and stop dancing in the aisle.

It was me!

[phone chimes]

Are you kidding me?

Cooper hasn't even left yet!

This place is starting to fill up,

and we're gonna get stuck in the back!

Ugh! This is a disaster!

Or an opportunity for you and me to bond.

You know, get some Frami time.

-Frami? -Yeah.

Fred, Cami. "Frami."

What, you don't like my name going first?

I'm not sure I like the name at all.

But yeah, my name should go first.

I shouldn't be back here.

I'm Giant Future's number one fan!

Uh, excuse me?

I'm pretty sure I'm their number one fan.

Oh, yeah?

What was Daewon's first pet?

[scoffs] A clownfish. Named...?

Courage!

-Min's favorite color? -[both] Blue!

-Ricky's lucky number? -[both] 19!

-Crispin's biggest fear? -[both] Seeing a double rainbow

and not having someone to share the moment with!

Respect!

Look at us having something in common.

And I brought some gear for us to share.

We're gonna have the best night ever!

Fred, this is amazing!

It's literally everything on their website!

I know! My mom's so mad!

Let's change and meet back here.

Emma Wentworth.

VIP pass!

I need that!

Hey, it's Emma, right?

I'm Cami Wrather. Charlotte's little sister.

Oh, so you're, like, a middle schooler. Okay.

Um, can I interview you for a school project?

We're supposed to do a paper on our heroes.

And you wanna do it on me?

It was you or Abraham Lincoln.

Oh, is he that really cute lacrosse player?

Okay. Anyway...

I'm writing a whole section devoted to your sense of style.

I just wish we could talk in a more private location.

Lightbulb! What about the VIP area?

There's a thought... that you came up with freely on your own.

I have an extra pass. Wanna come with?

Let me think about it. Okay!

Cami?

♪ ♪

♪ It's about you... ♪

Wow. This is amazing!

We're practically onstage!

I'm in perfect selfie position!

Right? It's like I always say,

"Once you go VIP, you can't go back-sie."

I added the last part to make it rhyme.

That's a quote. You should write that down for your paper.

Huh? Oh! Right, yeah. Taking notes.

This is gonna be the best night ever.

[Fred] Sure is, buddy!

What do you think?

Glad I finally found you!

Ooh, this is fancy!

You just made Frami night even better! VIP me.

-Uh... -Ooh, are those shrimp?

Gimme, gimme!

♪ ♪

How long do you think he'll be out there?

I'm really worried.

He's our ride.

I've never seen him this upset.

I think. Who can tell?

Why'd you have to tell him that I read his thing?

Now I'm gonna have to go talk to him

and hopefully make him feel better.

Well, how long is that gonna take?

We should have left already!

Well, first, I need to decide

whether I wanna talk to him in English or in Goran.

Sometimes bad news sounds better in Goran,

but I'll need my translation book.

No Goran!

You just close up, and I'll talk to Caleb.

Man-to...

...him.

Hey, Caleb. Sure is cold out here.

Not as cold as the Goranian ice axe

Charlotte used to chop down my dreams.

Totally.

Look, Charlotte feels really bad about what she said.

-She does? -She does!

And I think you should forgive her.

Then we can all move on... to the concert. Uh--

I wish it were that simple.

Ah, but it can be!

Maybe you should talk about it. Express your feelings.

Sometimes, your sister can be insensitive.

Well, I meant to her, but...

Wise insight. Feel better? Let's go.

She puts so much pressure on herself to be perfect,

she expects it from everyone else.

And he's still talking.

I mean, just the other day,

she said I was playing my cello forte,

which means "loud,"

when I was supposed to be playing it fortissimo,

which means "very loud."

Oh yeah, she went there.

And then this other time when we were discussing Pluto--

which is so a planet!

A "dwarf planet?" Don't make me laugh!

That's just what they want you to think...

Hey, Ollie. You enjoying the chair?

If my butt could talk, it would say,

[British accent] "By George, I love this chair."

My butt's fancy.

Okay, well... if you're interested,

I just made some fresh chocolate chip cookies.

Don't toy with me, Mother!

I mean it. They're just out of the oven.

All warm and gooey and melted.

I know you're just after the chair.

[gasps] Yikes! I hear them hardening.

Not on my watch!

A cookie-scented candle? You tricked me!

Oh, my poor, sweet boy.

Some lessons are hard to learn.

I will eat this candle!

♪ ♪

Good news.

I talked to Caleb, and everything's fine.

He just needed to talk about all the stuff you do that bugs him.

Now we can go.

Whoa, whoa.

What-- what do you mean, "all the stuff"?

Uh, you know what? I lied. No stuff.

He said you're the tops.

Tell me, Cooper. It's okay. I can take it.

You know, people keep saying that,

but it doesn't really seem to be true.

Just tell me what he said.

Fine.

He might have mentioned that it's hard to hang out with you

because you're an exhausting perfectionist.

-Ready to go, my lamb? -No!

Was that too perfect of an answer for you?

Whatever you're doing, you're not good at it.

♪ ♪

Step aside, brochacho.

I'm with her and I can't reach the shrimp.

[Emma] Cami, this person's with you?

Uh, Emma, this is Fred.

He's my brother's friend.

Aw, don't be shy, Cami. We're concert besties.

Hey, where's your outfit?

Cami?

So, this is a super chill area,

and that outfit is the opposite of super chill.

Fred's just here to take notes for my interview with you.

I promise you won't even know he's here.

Who's ready to get their dance on?

♪ And the bass goes boom boom boom boom boom ♪

Look, I know you're a hotshot journalist.

But if you wanna stay in the VIP area--

I really, really do.

Then you gotta get rid of that guy.

There's no room for him or that outfit.

Your choice.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

-Hey, Fred. -Cami, seriously, where's your costume?

You have to plug yourself into the wall every 15 minutes.

I just put it down for a second.

Well, you better get it before the band comes on!

Um, yeah, so here's the thing...

Emma gave me this VIP pass

and she said there isn't room for anyone else.

And it's probably my only chance to get a selfie with the band--

That's Goal #35 on your Life Goal List!

Exactly! So...

Would you mind if I stayed here?

-Like... by myself? -Ohhhh!

Cami, why didn't you just say so?

You stay there, and I'll go mingle.

It would be a shame not to share this outfit with the world!

Thanks, Fred. I appreciate it.

You got it. Enjoy the show.

[club music getting louder]

[Min] Are you ready, North Plains?

[audience cheering]

Oh, my goodness! It's happening!

[screaming] It's happening!

Cami, remember, it's chill in the VIP section.

Right. I just--

I just really hope they sing "Boom Boom!"

Oh, is that one of their songs?

Aren't you a Giant Future fan?

Not really. So, my Pop-Pops gets me these tickets for free,

so I don't really care who's playing

as long as the lighting is good for my skin tone.

♪ ♪

Cooper, you should just go to the show without me.

But I can tell you're upset.

[scoffing] Me? I'm fine.

You're cleaning one sponge with another sponge.

It's a really dirty sponge!

Hey, Wratherheads. I could use a little help.

I may have accidentally started a fight

between my sister and her boyfriend.

[Charlotte] Now the other sponge is dirty!

So, how do I fix this quickly?

"Write your sister a love poem and say it's from him."

Thank you, next.

"Get them both mad at you instead."

Yes! At least then they'd be on the same side.

Thanks, Wratherheads.

Let it go, PsychoTed.

I'm not writing my sister a love poem!

♪ ♪

[massage chair humming]

How'd my book get over there?

What?!

[British accent] 'Ello, love!

♪ ♪

[pop music playing]

♪ I'm riding on my vision horse ♪

♪ He's gonna take me way up north ♪

♪ Where the wind is always blowin' ♪

♪ Where the wind is always blowing ♪

♪ Where the wind is always blowing ♪

Thanks for the pass, Emma,

but I think I've got everything for my article.

I'm gonna go hang out with my friend.

You mean your brother's friend?

No. My friend.

♪ Where the wind is always blowing ♪

♪ Where the wind is always blowing ♪

Ollie, cookies.

You're a real piece of work.

No, I really made 'em this time.

It's a peace offering.

I give up. You can have the chair.

You know, there might be room on this chair for two people.

I thought you'd never ask.

[Jenna grunting]

[British accent] You're a jolly good mum, you are!

[British accent] You're not so bad yourself, Ollie's butt.

[pop music playing]

Let's dance! It's "Frami" time.

Cami! But what about your selfie?

I'd rather be with a real fan. And friend.

Oh! Plus, I got you something.

Ooooh! Pocket shrimp!

♪ ...the bass goes boom boom boom boom boom ♪

♪ And the bass goes boom boom boom boom boom ♪

Caleb. Charlotte.

-I think I can help here. -[Caleb] Don't bother.

The one thing we can agree on is that we'll never agree again.

That's not true!

It is true. I just don't want to agree with him.

I'm not trying to make things better.

In fact, I'm not even sure you guys should be together.

I mean, Caleb, your fan fiction does sound kind of weak.

But then, "Caves of Goran" is pretty stupid. So...

Hey! Those books are brilliant!

And Caleb's work wasn't that bad.

Yes, it needs a little adjusting,

but, you know, he's got a ton of imagination.

Doesn't matter.

It's not like he'll show you any more of his writing.

Which is good because you're way too harsh, Patty Perfect!

Am I right, Caleb? Up top!

Hand-touching denied.

Charlotte may be a perfectionist,

but she tries to bring out the best in everyone.

Nah! C'mon!

It's Mean Girl and Cry Baby. It'll never work.

-[Charlotte] Hey! -[Caleb] How dare you!

I know I could be more open to your feedback.

And I could be more sensitive with my criticism.

-I'm sorry, my lamb. -No, I'm sorry, Giggles.

I think we're all sorry.

So, now can we go to the concert?

-[Charlotte] Yes. -[Caleb] Of course.

But you were really rude,

so we're not gonna talk to you for the rest of the night.

Great! So, we're all winners!

♪ ♪

[pop music playing]

[Min] Oh, wow! Okay!

Now, those are some real fans right there!

You two! Get up here onstage!

-Us? -Up there?

Yeah, you guys look awesome! Come on!

♪ Feel the pulse in my fingers breakin' it down ♪

♪ C'mon, I can't hear ya, scream it out loud ♪

♪ Now let the bass go boom boom boom boom boom ♪

♪ The bass goes boom boom boom boom boom ♪

[pop music continues]

[Cooper] We made it!

Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Doc Rhymes!

[audience cheering]

He is about to dispense straight fire upon these individuals.

Did I say that right?

Aren't you not supposed to be talking to me right now?

[Doc Rhymes] Uh. Yeah, you know my name.

Doc Rhymes!

You ready? Let's go!

♪ We go hard every night ♪

♪ Yeah we shuttin' down this club ♪

Do you guys see Cami or Fred anywhere?

♪ There's a party up above ♪

No way!

♪ Y'all be losing track of time ♪

♪ Now you're in the mix with your boy Doc Rhymes ♪

♪ Up, Giant Future in the spot ♪

♪ Like a microwave oven, yeah you know they make it hot ♪

♪ 365 all across the globe ♪

♪ 9 to 5, we sellin' out shows ♪

[Ollie] Don't toy with me, Mother!