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That's when we totally pulled a fast one

on those turkeys,

snuck by the Grimkeeper, and bam!

Saved that cute little dreamer, like waah!

Wait.

You were quiet enough to sneak by?

What really happened?

Ask Teo about the chicken.

-Can we please not?

I just wasn't ready to Dreamcraft something.

OMG, the chicken! You should have seen it.

Guess you had to be there.

Isn't the whole point of a secret organization

that it's, you know, secret?

Our secret is safe with them. Right, Mrs. C?

It's the tortoise I'd be worried about.

He's such a gossip. [laughs] It's true!

You got practice today?

My brothers said this might be the Sheep Week final event.

Aw, for real?

I gotta start practicing that now?

-What?

You think we're not gonna make finals?

Just because you bailed on our team?

Please.

Hey!

I rest my case.

Hey, Ms. C, have any without avocado?

I can make you a new one. It's no problem.

Never mind. No time.

Hey, you can help me practice.

I-- I'm seriously behind on homework.

I-- I got soccer and a presentation due for Ms. Putnam.

Oh, someone forgot about Ms. Putnam's assignment.

No! No, I didn't forget.

I knew Cooper would help me put something together.

Right, Coop?

Figure out your own problems.

I got enough on my plate as it is.

Wh-hoa, chill, man.

I guess that's more important than your friends.

Whatever. I don't got problems.

-You got problems.

Look at it this way, broseph.

While Coop is off stressing about whatever,

we get to go to the Night Bureau and do something awesome.

Probably something totally bonkers like...

Inventory?

-What's that? -Ah, this is bonkers!

Oh, don't be such babies.

I need your help finding my copy

of Einstein's Guide to Dream Relics.

And that's my problem because...?

I've hit a dead end on the Sandman.

Check it out.

I'm a spaceman.

Whoa!

Wait, can we go back to the fact

that Einstein was a Dream Chaser?

You think he discovered the Theory of Relativity

while he was sitting on the can?

And you think the book is in this mess somewhere?

Well, I've checked all the usual places.

It's gotta be here somewhere.

Um, where did all this junk come from?

I think he means, "Where did all this secret agent-y

Night Bureau stuff come from?"

Some of it the Night Bureau created.

Very official.

But back before the ol' Nightmare King...

-...Dream World objects

used to cross over all the time.

Ah! That was totally on purpose.

Some of those things can still go back and forth

between Dreams and the Waking World,

but nothing new has done that in a long time.

Well, nothing except that little guy.

How exactly is this useful?

Oh, that. It's supposed to help people remember their last dreams.

No, wait!

-Whoa!

-The chicken.

What happened? Did it work?

Yeah, I'd say it worked.

Look, gang, some of this stuff

could turn you into a puddle of goo.

Or worse.

What I'm trying to say is

Dream World stuff in the Waking World

is serious business.

So, you know, take it seriously.

All right, I got research to do.

Find that book, but please, don't turn Mateo into a chicken again.

-Wha...!

How did you get in here?

Your lunch. 30 minutes or less.

Delivery fee is not a tip.

I've been so wrapped up

with trying to figure out this constellation we got

from that dang seashell.

Uh, I know space is your thing and all,

but this "constellation" looks an awful lot like music notes.

What? There's no way.

Yeah, this is totally bars of music.

We have liftoff!

Oh, ha!

This is incredible, Zoey.

Do you have any idea what you've done?

Something worth a tip?

Who's this lady?

-Strick! Ah, Agent Strick.

That's Chief Inspector now, Agent Oswald.

Oh.

Uh, gang, this is Chief Inspector Celia Strick

of Command Administration and Regulation

for Night Bureau Activities and Protocols.

CARNBAP for... short.

I thought we agreed,

no more recruits after what happened last time.

- Last time? -Oh, uh,

to what do we owe the pleasure,

Agent Str-- uh, Chief Inspector?

Headquarters detected a major breach.

A Dream World anomaly entered the Waking World

for the first time in decades the other night.

And wouldn't you know it,

the energy signature was centered in Brooklyn.

Wait, are you talking about the Night Terror?

-A Night Terror? -Oh, yeah. The Night Terror.

We already took care of that turkey.

Well, as improbable as that claim may be,

we are still picking up a substantial energy signature

which I intend on thoroughly investigating.

Uh, if you were to find an anomaly,

hyp-- hypothetically,

what would happen to it?

We find it, capture it,

and ensure no one from the Waking World

ever sees it.

Protecting the secrecy of our operation

and ensuring the public doesn't witness

anything out of the ordinary is a top priority.

-Is there anything

out of the ordinary here,

Agent Oswald?

Anything you wish to tell me?

Wha... No way.

I know the rules.

Speaking of,

why don't I show you

the reports I filed on the Night Terror.

Transparency is my middle name.

I am an open book.

Hide everything.

Now, Mateo's arm starts turning black

and I freak out, see.

I-- I bring him over here to the lab

where I can patch him up with the Edison Ray.

And all this time, the kids are begging me

to help find the Nightmare King,

but I'm telling them no way, of course.

I tell 'em no.

And I'm... I'm short on help so,

you know, I-I-I figured, what that heck?

You were always too much of a dreamer, Oz.

- Hold on! -It made you soft.

Oh, no no no. Please. I haven't told you about...

-Ah. Oh, shoot. -Now...

I am going to see for myself

exactly what kind of operation you're running here.

Let's hurry and hide this stuff.

The Locator.

Locate any person in the Dream World.

Greetings!

To learn the meaning of life, press one.

Cool party.

-What are you doing here?

Well, I had a delivery, but...

...I thought I'd stick around to see the fireworks.

Fireworks? What fireworks?

Wassup?

All right, little anomaly.

You know I can track you.

I'll find you no matter where you go.

-The anomaly!

I knew you were hiding something.

What?

- I see you. - Wait!

Uh-oh! Ah!

Is she remembering a dream?

What are you waiting for? Zap her again!

-Uh, Inspector Strick?

Are you okay?

Well, it beats being a chicken.

Okay, uh, everybody, stay calm.

Before the inspector snaps out of it,

we still gotta hide...

-Z-Blob?

Hey, broseph...

Ah!

Z!

Hey, are you okay?

Oh, good.

It looks like he's okay.

Great, but what are we supposed to do about Strick?

Anybody know any babysitters?

Z! Wait!

No, no, no. This is not happening.

Z, wait!

Can I use your bike?

Thanks, Jayden!

Oh, this is bad.

Hello?

Just me, Ma. Forgot my cleats.

Did you get your presentation ready?

When would I have done that?

Well, maybe you need to be a little more focused

like your brothers.

Rats!

What was that? Rats?

Gah. Trap me in my own observatory, huh?

Yeah, well, we'll see about that.

Pst! Pst! Logan!

Yo, Mr. Oz.

What are you doing in there? Looking for rats?

How's it going? Has she found anything, uh, incriminating?

-Ha! Yeah... Uh... mm... uh...

The answer... The answer to...

Uh, just keep her distracted.

I'm gonna try and find a way out of here.

Hey, Mr. O, you know that dream memory laser thingy?

-Eh, you don't know how to fix it, do you?

The Rememberator? Uh, that thing's always finicky.

If, uh, if it's on the fritz,

your target'll get stuck in the last dream they had.

Really fries the short-term memory.

Why, what's up?

Oh, um, nothin'. It's, uh...

Look, just don't let Strick find anything unauthorized

in this building.

She can shut us down so fast, it'll make your head spin.

What the...?

Mom! I want a big balloon, like that!

Wait! Ms. C. I-I haven't eaten all day.

So hungry.

Ay, sorry, Cooper.

-Just shut everything down.

First thing tomorrow,

I'll make you that burrito you wanted.

No avocado.

Oh, man.

I've been so busy I...

I can't believe I forgot I still got the other one.

Mm!

Mm!

- Okay, look. Bad news.

Looks like she's gonna be stuck in her last dream

until we can fix that Memory thingy.

Wait, this lady dreams about being a baby?

I guess that's one way to relax.

At least that gives us time to hide everything.

Yeah, Mr. O said the Night Bureau

can't find out about any of this.

Chief Inspector? Chief Inspector Strick,

you've initiated a Night Watch alert.

Do you need a rapid response team?

Ugh.

Uh, hi there.

I mean, this is Inspector Strick.

-Chief, is everything all right?

Uh, of course! Everything is tip top.

Real by the book here.

In fact, it's better than all right.

Is everything all right with you?

Inspector Strick,

please provide your verbal authentication password.

We need Coop.

He needs to get over here and fix this thing.

Mm.

Mm.

This is... This is really good.

What did you put on here?

Just the usual,

plus that avocado you don't want.

You like it?

Oh, yeah!

Ah-ha.

It's hard to know what you want

when somebody else is always ordering for you.

Sometimes, you have to find your own way, mijo.

- Coop!

Uh, be right there!

-What the heck is going...? - Z! Get down!

- Mateo? - Hey, Coop!

I can't have my little brother

breaking the family winning streak, all right?

Come on, Z! Come down!

Coop? What are you doing here?

Dude, there's a giant green blob floating around Brooklyn.

What's going on?

Uh, I mean aside from the Night Bureau Inspector

showing up looking for Z-Blob,

Logan turning her into a baby, and Z escaping into the streets...

You know, the usual.

Wait. What? Slow down.

Just... Don't worry about it.

I gotta go get Z before anybody--

Teo, stop. Seriously. I'm helping you.

It's okay. I got it under control.

You can go practice or study for your presentation

if that's more important to you.

Not really. No, it's not.

For real?

For real.

Besides, how can I study right now?

Z is cruising around the city like a frickin' parade float.

Yeah, I kind of noticed that.

That inspector said she's going to find

whatever crossed into the Waking World and take it.

The longer Z's out here, the worse this all gets.

Inspector? I have no idea what you're talking about.

But you're the one who can always come up

with a plan, not me.

Look, first things first,

I need you to do what you do best.

I swear if you say anything about a chicken, I'm out.

What? No.

Get creative.

I got it!

Come on. Come on.

Where you at, Coop?

Don't worry, I can fix that.

Yo, Mr. O.

Logan! Tell me you managed to deal with Strick.

Oh, yeah, yeah, we dealt with her, it's fine.

But, uh, can you tell me about the Night Watch alert?

What did you do?

Logan? Logan!

Get ready. Here he comes.

And your plan is again?

Something creative.

Up, up and away!

Gotcha!

Awesome!

Nice work, dude.

Now... Now get Z to let out the air.

You heard him. Slow and steady, little guy.

Let's get you home.

Don't worry, buddy. I've gotcha.

Ah!

Fire escape! Fire escape!

Ah!

Z-Blob!

Teo!

- What's going on? - Chief Inspector Strick,

verify your status and authenticate now.

We gotta get Strick back to normal

so she can call off the alert

before a whole army of secret agent-y people show up!

I'm open to suggestions.

Chief, we're sending units now.

Chief Inspector Strick here. No need to send those units.

Zoey, I could hug you.

Please don't.

Chief Inspector,

I'm gonna need you to verify your status and authenticate.

Z-Blob!

Nothing to see here.

Everything's under control.

We're cool. We're cool.

Mateo!

Touchdown. Thank you for flying Air Mateo.

Next time... ...I ask you to get creative,

can you maybe take it easy on me?

You're the one that likes to go fast.

Any chance you can hurry up over there?

Chief, please say again?

Mr. Oswald?

Will someone tell me what's going on here?

Coop!

Aw man, you totally gotta help us fix this.

...verify your status and authenticate.

Uh, where-where-where's the instruction manual for this?

There are no instructions!

You just gotta tackle it one step at a time.

Coop, you got this.

Chief, we've got a lock on your location.

We're initiating containment protocol override.

Containment protocol initiated!

-Containment protocol initiated! -Great. Just what we need.

Cooper, we need your mad skills, buddy.

What happened to the lights?

Is that the alarm? That sounds like the alarm.

Why is there an alarm?

-Ah, what did you do, kids? -Hurry! Pick it up,

-pick it up, pick it up! - Talk to me!

What's going on out there?

Strick? Str... I can explain this!

A little help here. Gah.

Hello? Anyone?

Whew!

-Ha! I think I got it. -Go! Go! Go!

Here, I'll do it.

Hang in there, Inspector.

Night Watch units are inbound on your location.

Is that a model SK-three Rememberator?

I...

I... I see.

Which one of you modified the device?

This guy.

Uh... I did, ma'am. I'm sorry.

This is Chief Inspector Strick.

Authenticating eight-five Bowie Edison Zulu Disco.

Stand down immediately.

- Uh, Chief? -I said stand down!

The SK-three is a tricky model.

It causes pretty severe short-term memory loss.

This is a very creative modification

to the circuitry.

Looks like Oz got lucky with at least one of you.

So, you're not gonna shut us down?

That's crazy.

What for?

Agent Oswald's proclivity for hoarding

useless Dream World junk?

The Night Bureau needs more Dream Crafters

like this one here.

So you don't remember...

anything?

Return all this contraband to the Dream World. Immediately.

And if I find out about anything else unauthorized,

I will shut you down

before your little heads hit the pillow.

-Understood? - Whoa!

Much appreciated.

Hmm.

Whoa, interesting.

Cooper, I gotta say--

-Party at the landing tonight! -What... Oh.

You coming to the party?

-Can't. -I get it. Sure.

You're probably busy doing something way cooler.

No, I mean,

no one can enter your landing unless you invite them.

Oh.

Oh! Well, in that case...

I'm glad you finally joined us today.

What kept ya?

Uh, you know...

Guess I just had a hard time finding my own way.