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[theme song playing]

- ♪ We're tiny ♪ - ♪ We're toony ♪

♪ We're learning to be looney ♪

♪ And we'll be famous sooney At the college of our dreams ♪

♪ We got our admissions ♪

♪ Important for tuitions ♪

♪ Fulfilling our ambitions With our faculty esteemed ♪

♪ At Acme Looniversity We'll earn our toon degree ♪

♪ The teaching staff's Been getting laughs ♪

♪ Since 1933 ♪

- ♪ We're classmates ♪ - ♪ And roommates ♪

♪ We paid The out-of-state rates ♪

♪ Let's grab the books and go Class is about to start ♪

♪ They're furry They're funny ♪

♪ We're Babs and Buster Bunny ♪

♪ Their comedy is funny ♪

♪ And their friendship's Guaranteed ♪

♪ Hamton is worried And Sweetie's a tough birdie ♪

♪ And if you're lucky Plucky is the perfect... ♪

Frenemy!

♪ So here's where The greatest toons ♪

♪ All got their humble start ♪

♪ There's quite A lot of history ♪

♪ For teaching looney arts ♪

♪ We're tiny, we're toony We can't wait to be looney ♪

♪ Ring the bell Let's all come in And join the fun ♪

[bell rings]

♪ And now class has begun ♪

[rock music playing]

[whimsical music playing]

[Daffy] You know, it's embarrassing

how utterly skilled I am in so many arenas.

One of which, and this is very impressive,

take notes,

Daffy Duck cannot be fooled.

♪ Cannot be fooled Cannot be fooled ♪

- [playing ukulele] - [all giggling]

Part of the reason is my superior wit,

which you've been able to witness

time and time again this semester.

But if I'm being truly honest,

it's my buckets and buckets of toon talent.

[boombox playing groovy music]

[music stops]

So, you think you've bamboozled a great, huh?

Gotten one over on an icon?

Lambasted a luminary?

Well, you have.

Excellent job on absorbing my genius lectures.

[all sigh in relief]

[bell ringing]

Have a great spring break, kids.

Woo-hoo! Woo-hoo! Woo-hoo! Woo-hoo! Woo-hoo!

[all cheering]

No school! No Rules! For one whole...

For one whole week!

Ahhh!

Oh, can't wait till everybody is gone and ol' Sam can get

some peace and quiet.

I can snooze in my terry cloth robe,

upload all of my pictures,

and of course, enjoy some sweet, sweet silence.

I can't believe it's spring break already.

It feels like just yesterday we had our first drinks

at the Loo Bru.

Which I've heirloomed.

[fly buzzes]

Being separated from me for one full week

is going to be traumatizing for both of you.

So I made some commemorative dolls.

[recorded voice over speaker] You look tired today.

Thanks.

Burrowville, here we come!

I'm gonna tell Mom about everything.

Our amazing grades, all the famous toons we've met!

Oh! We'll be home just in time

- for the Burrowville Parsnip Festival! - [Buster gasps]

- The what? - It's only the biggest bunny festival ever!

Parsnip-themed rides, guess the parsnip weight, deep-fried parsnips,

paint-a-parsnip, and every year,

me Buster and Mom sing together in the talent show.

[Plucky] Please go on. I'm riveted.

I'll be spending my break

traveling with my genius parents

to culturally enlightened destinations.

Paris, Egypt, Flagstaff.

What fun to see all kinds of different places and things.

Oh-ho, ho!

My moms have a big art opening happening tomorrow.

- The theme, it's all about sticking it to the man. - [crowd gasping]

Oh, I would love to see that.

It's pretty cool. I modeled for one of the statues,

called "Stink Eye,"

[growling]

Mother wants me to meet her in Acme Acres

for the first stop of her "Who Are You Laughin' At" tour.

[audience laughing]

The night before her show she makes me heckle her for practice.

I'm really good at it.

That joke barely made me pee my pants at all from laughter!

Hamton and I are taking the train together to Acme Acres.

I'm excited because it means

I won't have to sit next to someone

who plays music out of their phone speaker.

And I'm excited because I won't have to ride a scary train alone.

It's so easy.

I've been taking public transportation my whole life.

[watch cuckooing]

We better get going if we want to catch the 4:30.

Gotta get seats together before the penguins get on.

They travel in groups.

Call me the second anything does or doesn't happen,

and we'll talk all about it.

- Okay? - [sobs] Okay.

Plucky. I won't miss the snoring, but I will miss the friendship.

I don't snore.

[chuckling] Good one.

I have a deviated septum!

When are your parents coming to pick you up?

Pff! My parents would never pick me up.

They would do something outlandish,

like send a hot air balloon.

It's probably just stuck in balloon traffic.

[bird coughs]

[phone beeps]

Hello, Pluciferous.

Maria, [chuckles] where are you?

We're traipsing across archaeological sites with the finest accommodations.

[camel bellows]

Sounds fun.

However, it's my spring break, Maria.

Oh, quackers! I thought it was next week.

We'll figure something out.

In the meantime, try to enjoy your spring break, Plucky.

[call disconnects]

Something wrong?

Besides you calling your parents by their first names?

We're all equals in the duck family.

Ralph and Maria have uncharacteristically taken off

for an adventure without me.

[laughs] It's actually a sign of my maturity

that they'd make a mistake like this.

Well, what are you gonna do for spring break?

I'll stay here. It's fine.

Excuse me. I have to inspect the inside of my shirt.

[crying hysterically]

- He'll be fine, right? - For sure.

Get outta here so I can get this tarnation vacation started.

[sighs] Alone at last.

- [cheerful music playing] - [birds whistling]

[Yosemite Sam clears throat]

[penguins squawking]

[chuckles nervously] So trains are safe, right?

- Totally. - [announcement chimes]

What's that sound? Is it an emergency?

I'm so young. [sobbing]

Chill, Hamton.

- It's not possible. - Ever taken a nap on the train?

Close my eyes while moving? I don't know.

Sounds pretty ambitious.

Oh, it's the best.

It's like being a baby wrapped asleep...

[train whistling]

...minus all the pooping in the diaper.

Oh, I've never slept on public transit.

[squeals and snores]

[Sweetie yawns and snores]

[calming music playing]

[wind blowing]

[yawns]

Just like being back in the egg.

- Are we in Acme Acres? - [yawns]

Ahh! Not unless it's snowing in spring,

[bells jingling]

[conductor] Last stop, Klondike. Everyone off.

[engine whirring]

Klondike!

Oh, cool! I've never been this far north.

How was your nap?

Delightful.

However, I would've skipped it

had you told me there was a possibility

I'd wake up in the wrong place! [sobbing]

[majestic music playing]

[bird chirping]

[both] Aw!

[Babs sighs]

Burrow, sweet, burrow!

[B'shara] What has two ears, a natural sense of style

and makes a mean gravy?

[both] Mom!

- [Babs] Whoo-hoo! All right. - [Buster chuckling]

Whee!

[Plucky grunts]

Plucky?

What did you do with Buster's clothes?

[spits] Ugh!

Oh, I didn't know you were bringing a friend.

Neither did we.

Plucky, it's so surprising

to see you at our beloved home, where we did not invite you.

My holiday plans fell through. [chuckles]

His family abandoned him.

I figured a town like Burrowville

would benefit greatly

from the presence of a brilliant, talented,

duck like myself.

Well, you're welcome here, Plucky,

- You sweet little thing. - [both gasp]

[upbeat music playing]

[bubbling]

[squelching]

[speaking broken Italian]

Yeah! Well done.

[Hamton shuddering]

Pigs aren't made for the snow.

This is not a problem.

Once I was deep into a book, and got off at Honkers.

I waited ten minutes and boom!

Another train took me right back.

Excuse me, my good man.

When's the next train to Acme Acres?

Sorry. Should be coming any minute now.

Just clearing the tracks with my tiny shovel.

- Told ya. Nothing to worry about. - [wind howling]

[Hamton gasps]

[both] Phew!

- [shuddering] - Sorry, that's gonna change the schedule.

Uh, what do you mean?

Sorry, but, uh, I probably won't be able to get a train in here for two to three weeks.

I only got the one shovel,

don't you know, and, uh, it's not that big.

As a matter of fact, it's pretty tiny. Sorry.

We've gotta find a way to get back home.

What would Mother tell me to do?

"Hello. Helpful Stranger.

My name is Hamton J. Pig,

and I am lost in this insert location.

Please call my mother on the number listed below."

Oh, the phones are out too, sorry.

[grunts] Hamton we're fine.

I'll just fly us out of here.

Okay? Hop on.

Oh, no. I will fly when pigs fly.

I'm not made for 10,000 feet.

I fly at 20,000.

So, twice as scary?

[sobs] Uh-uh. No way.

Forget it.

Sure wish I could help,

but it's really just me, and uh...

Your tiny shovel.

We know.

[both] We're home!

- Bertha! - [gasps] Missed you guys.

Tell us everything about school.

- Well-- - I'll bet you're the biggest stars on campus.

- Well, I guess you-- - Can I have your autograph?

Oh, I bet it'll be worth a lot one day.

[farts]

[Plucky clears throat]

Everyone, meet Plucky.

We pre-apologize for everything he does.

What an overwhelming number of rabbits.

[chuckles] Somebody guard the carrots.

[all laughing]

Whoa! A duck.

Real feathers.

Can you really swim?

What's it like to fly home for the winter?

Oh, of course, you're fascinated with me.

Not only am I a creature of another design,

I am also smart, talented, and adorable.

[all] Aw!

Everyone seems to like him.

Yeah.

Are they looking at the same duck we are?

Plucky, you should perform with us in the talent show

at the Parsnip Festival.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

[chomping]

That's not a good idea.

Why not?

'Cause it's for toons from Burrowville.

He's not from here, so he can't participate.

- Oh, Buster, come on. - It's a bad idea.

Well, I've never been one to seek the spotlight.

Oh, it's too bad, 'cause you got the goods.

Flattery will get you everywhere.

- I'm in. - [all cheering] Plucky! Plucky!

[cheering continues]

[laughs]

They'll be over him in a day.

[chuckles] Yeah, yeah, they will.

[gentle music playing]

Isn't this decrepit saloon exciting?

I... I wouldn't use the word "exciting".

[door closes]

Milk, warm.

[squawks] Not from around here, eh?

How'd you end up in Klondike?

We missed our stop, and we need some help.

Real bad.

I gotta get to Mother in Acme Acres.

[gasps]

[dramatic music playing]

The only two wild enough to go anywhere in this blizzard

is Intimidating Irvin and his dog sled.

[Irvin growls and howls]

[Saloon Goose grunts]

[growls] What do you want, pig?

Uh... Mmm.

Hamton J. Pig. [chuckles]

Pleased to make your acquaintance Mr. Intimidating, sir.

I don't make acquaintances.

Hey, no one talks to my friend that way.

[Sweetie grunting]

[Irvin groaning]

[chuckles] I like your moxie, bird.

Now, what do you want?

Take us to Acme Acres on your dog sled.

What's in it for me?

I'll take knuckle sandwiches off the menu.

[chuckles softly]

[Hamton] I don't really think I'm comfortable riding on a dog sled.

Oh, I thought a dog sled was pulled by dogs.

[Irwin] What is this, the 1800s?

- [engine revs] - [Irvin whooping]

[exciting music playing]

Hop on, kids. I'll have you back in Acme Acres

before you can say "Arctic tundra".

Come on, Hamton.

Hope you like a bumpy ride.

- I do. - I don't.

- [Sweetie whoops] - [Hamton screams]

Can't wait to sleep in our childhood beds.

Those soft sheets,

perfect drool-stained pillows,

and my toys.

[both gasp]

[both yell]

Someone broke in and turned our room into a low end gym!

We gotta tell Mom.

Oh, carrots. I meant to warn you,

but. well, I got caught up in one of Plucky's stories

about outsmarting... [laughs] a rogue punching glove.

- [chuckles] - Mom!

Where are we supposed to sleep?

[B'shara] What a silly question.

Right here.

B'shara, dear. Where can I unfurl my shirts?

Oh, I'll also need an area for my beak moisturizers.

For special guests.

[gasps] Bed, bed, bed, bed, bed, bed, bed, bed, bed, bed, bed!

Ooh, silky, fluffy.

Bouncy!

[chuckles] The duck approves.

- Does it feel like, we've been... - Forgotten?

Forsaken? Forgone?

Yeah, I mean between this being turned into a weight room,

and the way she fawns over Plucky, [sighs] I don't know.

I do know. It's like we're not even here.

We gotta get Mom's attention.

My hands.

Clammy, fever, raging!

We can't lie to Mom about being sick.

We're not lying.

We're acting.

We are Burrowville's most talented performers.

Heh! You're right about that.

[Yosemite Sam] Hmm.

Got me in a rough spot here, partner.

Whoo-hoo.

Checkmate.

[gasps] Doggone, Sam. You've got me again.

It sure is fun here all by my lonesome.

[chuckles] Yep.

Just me and my solitude.

[wind blows]

- [engine revving] - [Sweetie whooping]

- Whoo! Whoo! Huh? - [engine deaccelerates]

[engine stops]

[exclaims in disappointment]

[engine sputters]

Should've stopped for gas at the last exit.

[barking]

Intimidating Irvin?

You leave that squirrel alone and take us home.

Intimidating Irvin!

He's a really fast runner.

Can't believe we trusted a toon on a snowmobile.

That lifestyle is too wild.

Hamton. Just let me fly us out of here.

You can close your eyes.

You don't even need to see how high up we are.

But I'll know how high up we are.

My hooves just dangling in the jet stream.

[shudders]

Okay, then we gotta find another way

back to Acme Acres.

[gasps]

Went to a doomsday camp last summer.

Next time I'll show you how to make a battery

out of yoga pants and toaster oven parts. [chuckles]

I hope there's not a next time.

[playing banjo]

Oh, well. This ain't so bad.

[gasps]

- [playing banjo faster] - [gasps]

- Sweetie. - Hold on to your pork buns.

- [both screaming] - [camera shutter clicks]

[banjo stops]

- [Hamton gags] - That's the spirit.

[animals chittering]

- [lizard hisses] - [both scream]

[ape growls]

[Hamton screaming]

Come and get it, jungle creatures.

[Hamton gasps]

[both screaming]

Oh, my poor, little honey bunnies.

How are you feeling?

Just awful, but it's a little bit better sleeping at your big, cozy bed.

And sorry you can't spend more time with Plucky.

It's been great seeing how much you all love him.

It's okay, my sweet little twins.

I just want the two of you to get better.

We love you, Mom.

We can't wait to do the bunny talent show with you.

No, no, no, no, no.

You're far too sick for that.

- What? - Huh?

You can't do the talent show.

But I can. Shame, you'll miss your mom's and my routine.

[both scream]

Actually, I don't think we're that sick. We're fine.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

- Your temperature was 206. - [alarm blaring]

Now let's just tuck you in here.

You need your rest.

Allow my likeness to comfort you in your illness.

[chuckles] You're too sweet, Plucky.

The world needs more compassionate souls like me.

Ugh!

Let's warm up our instruments.

♪ I'm right here ♪

♪ And I'm right here Baby, right here ♪

Mom's doing our routine with someone else?

We've been replaced with...

[both] Plucky?

[both yelling]

Om... My gosh!

What are you doing here?

Shirley? What are you doing here?

Oh, I'm not here.

I'm at a silent yoga retreat, but it was too quiet.

So, my astral projection is just wandering around.

Oh! That still tickles [giggles]

We're perishing in the jungle.

Please help us.

I'll see what I can do.

[stammers] We're l-lost. We're so lost.

We wouldn't be if Hamton wasn't afraid of me flying us to Acme Acres.

Do you see me for the 80 millionth time?

I'm a pig.

Not a bird.

I walk on land, I dine on fine slop,

and I do not under any circumstances,

let these tootsies cruise at any altitude.

Follow me.

Don't forget to buckle up, Plucky.

Of course I'm buckling up.

Vehicular safety is of the utmost importance to a toon like me.

- [engine turns over] - [tires screeching]

This is not how I thought this is going to go.

- We lied to Mom. - And it totally backfired.

But most importantly, we lied to Mom.

You're right. We never lie to Mom.

I still text her every time I eat candy after 6.30 p.m.

What do we do?

We can't stay here and let Mom perform without us.

But we can't show our faces at the festival

or she'll know we lied.

Oh, no! She's gonna take down our fridge art.

Not Moray Lisa!

My 4th grade art teacher called it exceptional!

[dramatic music playing]

Plucky replaced us.

He's gonna take the stage and sing with our mom.

And we'll have nothing. Nothing.

[screaming] Nothing!

And we'll be forgotten.

Like, "what's the capital of South Dakota" forgotten.

[both crying]

Plot was solid overall, but I wanted to know more

about why Diana left her husband.

Thoughts on that?

Any opinions on the setting? Font type? Cover?

- [door creaking] - [Yosemite Sam sighs]

Anyone?

[stammering] Shirley.

We seem to be going deeper into the terror jungle.

[chuckles] I'm not a seasoned traveler like yourself,

but, uh, that to me, seems like a bad thing.

- Really, Hamton? - Ugh!

I'm supposed to be with Mother in Acme Acres.

Not lost with sticky skin and wet hooves,

all because you wanted to take the train.

You'd rather be listening to your mom's same jokes

instead of embracing the epic journey that dropped in our laps.

Yes, and for your information,

she's got a new tight five about how hard it is

to find good pants these days.

Well, that's actually really relatable.

And I'm glad someone is finally talking about

how unrealistic fashion sizing is.

But you're still being a worrywart.

Ugh, you've gotta stop stressing out and ruining the adventure.

This is not an adventure.

This is a catastrophe.

How dare you?

There's discordance between you.

What tipped you off?

Was it my spiraling panic that my friend is handling with aggressive denial?

I'm not in denial.

That's what a toon in denial would say!

Oh, I'm so mad I could spit.

Hmm. I might have a solution to your disharmony.

- I just wish there was a... - [thunder rumbling]

[wind blowing]

...solar eclipse.

- [Hamton] Well, that did nothing. - [animals chittering]

Where's Shirley?

Oh, look. A screaming cockatoo.

What?

[screams in Hampton's voice] What is happening?

[in Sweetie's voice] What's going on?

I'm like, suddenly filled with a river of anxiety.

- You look like me. - And you look like me!

[both screaming]

- We're been... - Body switched.

I was gonna say that.

- Mom? - [Bubba] No way!

The twins are here.

[both] Bubba!

Look at you little cuties.

- [chuckles] - What are you doing here?

It's leg day. I've been using mom's home gym.

You mean our old room.

College kids, ugh!

Wait, why are you here?

- It's spring break, - Spring break.

Ah, I remember those days.

Sitting on the beach, listening to music,

squeezing in some tricep dips.

Oh, gross.

- Are you guys sick? - [both fake coughing]

Yeah.

Oh, no! Well, I guess you need

a heaping dose of Bubba Bunny's TLC!

Great. Now we're lying to Bubba too.

Oh, this is how it starts.

One lie leads to 1,000, and the next thing you know,

we're in a multi-toon marketing campaign.

[gasps] I will not leverage my friend group.

We have to come clean.

No, we can't.

We're in too deep.

We can't turn back now.

I got just what you need to get you back to one hundo percent.

I can't believe you're not singing with Mom this year.

You sing every year with her.

To see Burrowville Daily without a story about you three.

Oh, man.

To turn on the radio and not hear you all interviewed

about your outstanding performance,

and instead it's going to be Mom and Plucky?

I'm sure he's cool, but not as cool as you two.

[grunts] We're not that cool.

[both yelling]

- [both] We lied! - [sobbing]

You lied?

You know what we do to liars in the bunny house?

[both groan]

We hug them!

We feel terrible.

But if we think about it, it's really Plucky's fault

for coming in and impressing everyone.

[laughs]

Sounds like someone's a little jealous.

You don't know how hard it is to see

Plucky hogging all of Mom's attention.

Uh, yeah, I do.

I was Mom's first,

and then she had another bunny, and another and another.

Each time I got jealous

that all these bunnies were taking away Mom's attention.

You? Jealous?

But you're the most supportive brother a bunny could ask for.

I am now, but I wasn't always.

- What changed? - I realized that love is like a pie.

It's delicious, on cheat days.

But also love is not like a pie,

because there's always plenty to go around.

[chuckling]

You know what I'm saying?

Yeah, we do.

Love is like an infinite pie.

Oh, yeah. I like that. Much shorter.

Our mom is the best mom in the world,

and she wants everyone to feel at home here.

Remember when I brought home my buddy

from the Mr. Looniverse competition?

[Buster] That frightening hawk?

[squawking]

[Bubba] And everyone was like "He's gonna eat us! He's gonna eat us!"

But Mom made him feel at home.

[Babs] Mom wants everyone to feel comfortable here,

even our natural predators.

Oh, she's the best.

Mom was just making Plucky feel at home.

[yells] How could we not see it?

Everyone was so welcoming, except for us.

We should apologize to Mom.

- And to Plucky. - Ah, yes, and apologize to Plucky.

It's the right thing to do.

[in Hamton's voice] This is worse than the time I tried to do the Floss Museum

using the audio tour instead of the guided tour.

[grunts]

[in Sweetie's voice] Your bones are so dense. Ugh!

Gravity is a cruel mistress.

Shirley! You get back here and put us in the right bodies,

you spiritual weirdo!

Uh, so we're stuck like this for... Forever.

This is a nightmare.

I need to think. I'll come with you.

I'm a great thinking buddy.

I need to think alone.

We would've never gotten in this situation

if you would've just let me fly us home.

[grunts in frustration]

Feast your eyes on the world's biggest parsnip.

[crowd gasping]

We got your deep fried parsnips!

We got your deeper fried parsnips!

We got your deepest fried parsnips!

Step right up and guess the weight of a parsnip.

Win a parsnip.

So after the spin, jazz hands and then the lift.

- Got it? - Got it.

And don't you forget to have fun.

[chuckles] Oh, I find joy in knowing how much joy

I bring to others.

Oh. [chuckles] Well...

Would you mind adjusting my hat?

It doesn't seem to be fitting, right.

Oh, this is the hat Buster wears when we perform.

[sighs softly]

What's the matter?

I wish Babs and Buster were here.

Yes, maternal instincts can cause all kinds of irrational thoughts.

[chuckles] I'm sorry you must endure them.

We've got 15 minutes till show time.

We can make it.

If we run faster than we ever have before.

- We're not getting any closer. - Keep running!

[dog whimpers]

- I'm not gonna make it. - [both panting]

Mom's gonna think I'm a liar forever,

and she's gonna kick me off the family cell phone plan.

[sighs] Oh!

I'm so darn lonely, I named all of my fingers.

Ain't that right, Gary?

When you varmints coming back?

I miss you. You hear me?

I miss you.

[groans]

[in Hamton's voice] Sweetie.

I mean, Hamton. It's me, Hamton.

I mean, Sweetie. Who disappears for hours

when they body swapped with a friend?

It's outrageous.

You can't just give up when things get difficult.

You've got to face them head on.

Oh, wow. [laughs] That's good advice.

- [Sweetie screams] - Sweetie!

- Where are you? - [Sweetie] Help.

[dramatic music playing]

- [Babs] Show starts in five. - We're not gonna make it.

[engine revving]

- [tires screeching] - You will now.

I was trying to offer you a ride,

but you two ran off so fast.

Let's get hopping.

[heavy metal music playing]

[music stops]

Oopsie! Parking brake was on.

- [engine revs] - [music resumes]

Parsnip Festival, here we truck!

[Sweetie shuddering]

It's dark down here, and damp.

I feel so helpless and out of control. I'm scared!

My therapist calls that a case of the Hamtons.

I can't fly out of here in your body.

I'm stuck. You have to fly down and save me.

[Hamton grunting]

[farts]

Uh-huh?

- Oh, excuse me. - Yeah, that can happen sometimes.

Now try again!

[grunting]

Ah, I'm flying. [chuckles]

Oh, wow. This isn't as scary as I thought.

Whoo-hoo! Look at you go!

- Fly down and get me. - Sure thing.

Oh, the breeze is nice. [chuckles]

Hello, butterfly! Hello, tree tops.

- Hello-- - Hamton!

Oh, right.

Oh. Got carried away, carrying myself away.

What an adventure.

[grunts]

Hamton, you did it.

You know, being Sw... Sweetie, made me realize

you're built for fast-paced adventure.

I get how I might slow you down with my worrying.

Thanks. While I was down there in that dark, scary hole,

I thought, "This is what Hamton must feel like

when he's in uncomfortable situations."

It's the opposite of an adventure.

Oh, yeah, it's terrifying.

I've ruined several pairs of shorts.

- I'm really sorry. - Me, too.

Let's start fresh.

From this moment on,

we'll try to be more understanding of each other.

[twinkling]

[both gasping]

[regular voice] My feathers!

My wonderful feathers!

[regular voice] My beautiful, clammy body.

[both chuckling]

Oh, you've recentered yourselves

and the peace in your friendship is palpable and beautiful.

Thank you?

You've earned this moment.

It's time for me to tell you the way

back to Acme Acres.

- [phasing out] The way back is to-- - Shirley! Wait.

How do we get back to Acme Acres?

I have no idea where we are.

[wind blowing]

Sweetie, look.

Three hundred miles to Albuquerque.

That means it's only 200 miles to Acme Acres.

It'll take us about a week to walk there.

How long would it take us to fly?

Wait, Hamton.

Do you feel comfortable flying on my back?

Thanks for asking, Sweetie,

but this pig is ready for adventure.

[enthralling music playing]

[muffled] I'm ready for all the action!

[Babs] Aren't you coming in?

Nah, gotta go help Bashir and Bertha.

There in a little tiff about someone eating leftover cake in the fridge. [chuckles]

A big bro's job is never done.

- [engine revs] - [heavy metal music playing]

- Never lie to Mom again. - Duh!

[sighs] Plucky.

I'm really happy you're here with me.

I'm also happy you were able to experience me together.

You know, Buster and Babs are really lucky to have a friend like you.

Oh, I prefer the labels "mentor" or "life coach",

but, uh, yes, they are.

Hey, if they show up,

what do you say we bring them on stage?

Hmm. They seemed so sick.

[chuckles] They're not sick.

What?

That was an act? Oh!

As a professionally trained thespian

I have to say, I'm impressed.

They were feeling a little jealous

and were faking it.

How do you know?

Moms always know.

[Babs] She's not on stage yet. Mom!

And Plucky, but mostly Mom.

Babs, Buster. I thought you two were, uh, sick.

[sighs] We're not.

We're sorry we lied to you, Mom.

We'll never do it again.

Also, I had an apple after 6:30 p.m. three weeks ago.

I know it's not candy, but it still has sugar. [sobs]

And Plucky, we're sorry we weren't more welcoming to you.

You're both sorry?

- Mmm-hmm. - There's plenty of Mom attention to go around.

Just like infinite pie.

You lost me at the end there.

This saccharine display of emotion isn't really my thing.

But I'll make an exception.

Oh, Plucky. You are always welcome here.

And the next time one of your friend's families abandons him...

More of a scheduling conundrum.

...or when someone needs us desperately...

Desperately is a very strong word.

...we step up for them.

Now, Plucky had a great idea,

- that you two should join us out there. - [Babs and Buster gasp]

What can I say?

I'm a very good friend

who will be taking the top harmony.

[Hamton] Whoo-hoo! I can taste the clouds, kiss the sun.

Feel the freedom!

Oh, we're about to fly over Burrowville.

The Hamton in me wants to get to Acme Acres, lickety-split!

But the Sweetie in me says we should forget the plan,

and go say hi to our friends.

There they are.

[both gasping]

[Hamton groans]

Moms, what are you doing here?

We talked to B'shara.

She said Plucky was here, so we thought maybe everyone was.

We hopped in our practical crossover

and came looking for my darling, little rabble rouser. [chuckles]

Muah, muah, muah, muah!

[giggles] Mom, you're embarrassing me.

Oh, isn't she cute when she's angry?

I'm angry when I'm angry.

Oh, my little Ham-Ham.

Are you okay? Did anything bad happen?

Safety check.

I went on a train, made a dog friend,

saw a squirrel, lost my dog friend,

saw some snow, saw a waterfall,

talked to Spirit-Shirley, saw a pond,

and learned how to fly.

Look at my little Ham-Ham

getting out of his comfort zone.

Aren't you the cutest?

- [crowd cheering] - Oh, look, the show is starting.

♪ Run! Run! Rabbit run ♪

♪ Hit the floor And shake your buns ♪

♪ Boom bang pow Vacation starts now ♪

♪ Time to do a silly dance ♪

♪ Laughing 'til you wet Your pants ♪

♪ Spring sprang sprung ♪

♪ Madness has begun ♪

♪ Dancing feet are liberated ♪

♪ Comfort zone obliterated ♪

♪ Sometime your friendship Hits a ditch ♪

♪ Your bodies do a switch ♪

♪ And you don't know Which way is which ♪

♪ But if we get together ♪

♪ And pull the party lever ♪

♪ It can be Spring break forever ♪

♪ Spring sprang sprung! Madness has begun! ♪

♪ Awkward family situations ♪

♪ Hugs that cut off Circulation ♪

♪ Boom bang pow ♪

♪ Vacation starts now ♪

♪ Bananas spring break Dancing party ♪

♪ Don't lie To your mother darling ♪

Whoo-hoo!

Say, th... Those are my parents.

Maria, Ralph. You're here.

What a quaint little fair.

Parsnip, huh! I've never heard such a thing.

Is it the same as the French, "Klaxon de terre"?

Horn of the dirt! It must be the same vegetable.

Ahem.

I figured out how to change our plane reservation.

It turns out you can do it right on your phone.

We knew it was important for you to spend time together on your spring break.

Um, [chuckles] how did you know?

I found an app for that too.

- [notification pops] - [Plucky gasps]

Maria, Ralph. I know we're not

a sentimental kind of familial unit.

But I really needed this.

Yay!

[chuckling] It's so good to see ya!

[chuckles] Whoo!

- Oh, shoe dip! [chuckling] - [students clamoring]

Welcome back, you beautiful varmints.

[theme music playing]

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