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(Yawning)

Hey!

Flynn, did you finish my favorite cereal?

No. I don't eat your healthy cereal.

My blood type is marshmallow positive.

Well, if you didn't eat it all, then who ate it?

Woo! Man does not own Ultra Fiber Flakes. He merely rents them.

Logan, what are you doing here?

Our parents just got engaged.

And it's bad luck for the daughter of the bride

to see her future stepbrother before the wedding.

Or after.

Zam! Our sister wakes up a little grumpy, doesn't she?

Um, stepsister.

Speaking of which, it's only ten steps to the front door.

Why don't you take them?

Logan and I are going to go bond.

We're spending the whole day together.

Why? Did you do something wrong and you're being punished?

Blink twice if you're doing this against your will.

Come on, don't be jealous, CeCe.

I always wanted a little brother, and now I got one.

Yeah, and I always wanted an older sibling.

You have an older sibling!

Sorry, I meant a fun older sibling.

Interesting. I always wanted a nice younger sibling.

Everybody, everybody, get out on the floor.

It can get a little crazy when the kick hits the 4.

Make a scene, make a scene, nobody can ignore.

Don't knock it. 'Til you rock it. We can't take it no more.

Bring the lights up, bust the doors down.

All together now. Shake It Up, Shake It Up.

Shake It Up.

Hey, Logan, can you grab my helmet out of that cabinet?

Sure.

There's junk in here.

Hey, how do you get to the door that leads to Narnia?

Um, who plays the ukulele?

Nobody. CeCe tried, but she quit after two minutes.

Um, excuse me, I think I played longer than two minutes.

You're right, it was more like two hours.

(Proudly) That's right.

Who fences?

CeCe did. That lasted almost a full week.

But then she quit because she refused to wear white after Labor Day.

I don't make the fashion rules I just follow them.

Let me guess. You gave up roller skating, too?

Ooh! Are we playing "what, when, and why, did CeCe quit?" I love this game. Okay.

So, roller skating was third grade, four days, and because,

she fell and tore a hole in her favorite pair of jeans.

And started a fashion trend, thank you very much.

Oh, so what I'm hearing is CeCe quits everything.

No, just stupid things, like this conversation.

Oh, okay. Good to see you two are finally getting along.

You know what, Logan? You don't know me at all.

I am not a giver-upper. I'm a follow-through...

Er.

And I admit I used to quit things, but no more.

Oh, so you're quitting quitting?

No! Yes!

Aw!

It's okay, CeCe. There's no shame in it.

You're just the type of person who quits something

the minute you have to do some real work.

- That's not true, Logan. - Thank you, Flynn.

There's actually a lot of shame in it.

(Chuckles)

(Chuckles) Let's go, man.

CeCe, why do you let Logan get to you?

You know what? Talk to me, okay?

I'm Oprah. You're Gayle. Go.

Why do you always get to be Oprah?

CeCe.

- Okay, fine. - Okay.

Look, I swear, I'm really happy for my mom, and I'm glad she's marrying Jeremy.

The only problem is, he comes with that joy-killing parasite, Logan.

It's a new situation, it'll get better.

And, like any good parasite, you have to give it time to grow on you.

Okay, Gayle. This is why you don't have your own show anymore.

I'm Oprah.

Yeah, okay.

Dude! That was epic!

- Way epic. - Beyond epic.

Uh, something-else epic?

Sorry, guess I ran out of epics.

So, we skateboarded. What's the next stop on the Brotherly Bonding Express?

Well, the next step is...

Huh. I don't know. I hadn't really thought about it.

Well, we could...

Or maybe we should...

No, how about if we... (Stammers)

Yeah, I got nothing.

Wanna go find CeCe and make fun of her?

Mega-epic!

Hey! I guess I did have one more epic.

You don't think he's right, do you?

Who, the weird guy on the corner screaming, "the world's going to end in five minutes"?

No, I don't think he's right.

(Sighs)

No. Logan.

I mean, I don't really quit everything, do I?

Of course not. You never quit dancing.

Or getting on my nerves.

But why don't we forget about that and focus on the positive,

like how we're gonna be bridesmaids at your mom's wedding? Hey!

When I say brides, you say maids!

- Brides! - Maids.

- Brides! - Maids.

Okay, we'll come back to that.

(Sighs) I'm sorry.

It's just that I'm Maid of Honor, and that comes with a lot of responsibility like...

I wanna throw my mom an amazing surprise bridal shower, but that costs money.

Okay, look, CeCe, Shake It Up, Chicago! Could be back at any time,

you'll be getting a steady paycheck again.

Rocky, it's been months since the fire.

I'm starting to think the show is never coming back.

And I've gotta get another job soon!

Hopefully one without an obnoxious shift manager

who turns out to be my future stepbrother.

(Chuckles) Glad we're still not obsessing over Logan.

You know what? I have an idea. Let's get out of here and grab a bite at the Mall.

That way, you can start looking for jobs,

and I can start looking for bridesmaid dresses.

Great. My mom said we can get any style we want,

but it has got to be this specific shade of blue.

Okay, but why? (Chuckles)

Well, you know my mom is superstitious.

This was the blue she wanted for the bridesmaid dresses

when she married my dad. But she couldn't find it.

And she thinks that that's why their marriage didn't work out.

Okay, so it wasn't the different tastes in food, music, literature, movies,

or the time that he said, "yes, those pants do make you look fat"?

Nope. She's pretty sure it was the wrong color of blue.

(Chuckles) Rocky! Great news.

It took me almost an hour, but I got a job!

I am going to be one of the Lakefield Mall dancers.

This week's promotion is Dr. Lott's Skin Cream.

Wait, seriously? You're gonna be one of those annoying promotional dancers

that block people from getting to the stores that they actually want to go to?

Well, we can't all have a part-time, fulfilling career

at a kabob shop, now can we?

Wow! You skewered me! (Chuckles)

Because it's... okay.

Hey, I mean, at least this is a dancing job.

You know what I always say, a dancer is only a dancer when a dancer dances.

I thought you always said, "why is the word 'abbreviation' so long?"

Which, now that I think about it, is a really good question.

You know what? I'm really proud of you, CeCe. Hmm!

But you're not the only one with good news, okay?

I went shopping today, got a ton of dresses, and these two are my favorites.

Mmm, that's not the color my mom wanted.

What? But it's the color blue she's wearing in this picture you gave me.

No, not the blue in the sweater. The other blue.

Oh, the blue on the bus behind her.

No. You see the ad for the museum on the side of the bus behind her?

Yeah.

See the guy on the far-left on the painting

for the museum for the ad that's on the bus behind her?

Yeah. Oh! The blue in the suit!

No, the blue on the feather on the hat he's wearing.

Ooh, that is a nice blue.

I got your SOS fashion emergency text.

Oh, it's even worse than I thought.

Not me.

I'm in charge of finding bridesmaids dresses for Georgia's wedding,

and she only has one request.

That you find some better-looking bridesmaids than you and CeCe?

(Mock laughter)

That's not it.

(Sighs)

She wants the dress to be a very specific shade of blue.

Oh, what a magnificent blue!

It's not the blue in the sweater she's wearing, it's the blue...

The blue feather in the guy's hat who's in the painting

in the ad on the blue bus she's standing in front of.

Wow, you're good.

Tell me something I don't know. (Chuckles)

But we do have a problem.

This Aztec Oceanic Bluebird blue...

Is very rare.

You're never going to find an off-the-rack dress in this color.

Well, then maybe I can just buy the fabric and make the dress.

If you can find the fabric, which you can't.

- Oh, no. - But I can!

- Oh, yes! - If you let me make the dresses.

Oh, no.

Look, uh, Tinka, you and I, we have very different taste in clothes,

meaning I have taste and you don't.

Hmm.

Interesting, according to my fabric app,

there's only three bolts of this color fabric in the entire Western Hemisphere.

Oops, one just got purchased by Charlize Theron.

Well, good luck, Rocky!

Okay, Tinka, why is this so important to you?

Oh, I don't know. Well...

Clearly Shake It Up, Chicago! Isn't coming back anytime soon and...

Now I've got so much time on my hands I've resorted to helping you.

Wow, I've really hit bottom.

Okay, fine! You can make the dresses. But they have to look like this.

Oh, that's like asking Picasso to do face painting at the fair.

Yeah, that's not worthy of my talent.

Okay. Fine. Then have fun, uh, glowing in the dark.

Okay! Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Please! I'll do anything. Anything you want.

Okay, now I've hit bottom.

Man on P.A.: Attention, shoppers, put your hands together

for the Dr. Lott's Skin Care Clinic dancers!

(Upbeat jazz music playing)

If your reflection's not perfection.

Here's the key to a clear complexion.

From whiteheads to sebaceous cysts.

Put Dr. Lott's Skin Cream on your list.

Put Dr. Lott's Skin Cream on your list.

Wow, CeCe! You're the best dancing pimple we've ever had!

You really popped out there.

Are you kidding me?

This is my most embarrassing dance moment,

since I played a Christmas Tree in my kindergarten play,

and fell on my jingle bells.

So, even though I really need the money, and I'm desperate to dance!

I am going to have...

To what? Quit?

What? No!

Quit? What? No!(Stutters)

Logan, I told you, I don't quit anything anymore. And I meant it.

Really, because it sure sounded like you were about to say the word "quit".

In fact, I could've sworn I heard you go, (Stuttering mockingly ) "Qu"...

Don't be ridiculous.

Why would I ever quit a great gig like this?

In fact, my only complaint is having to share the stage.

If I had it my way, I'd be a dancing pimple all by myself.

Oh, good. Take a break, girls.

CeCe's going to handle the next performance (Sing-songing) Solo!

Fabulous! Thank you.

Looks like the Brotherly Bonding Express,

is making an unscheduled stop in Humiliation Town.

Both: Zam!

Now if you will excuse me, I have to go refill my pus.

(Upbeat jazz music playing on laptop)

Female singers: If your reflection's not perfection.

Here's the key to a clear complexion...

Oh, I see you found the video I posted.

You took one of the most embarrassing moments of my life and posted it online?

That video is some of my best work, you gotta admit.

The cutting back and forth between you exploding and a volcano exploding...

Was pretty inspired.

What's it going to cost to inspire you to take it down?

You can't afford it on your dancing zit salary.

You're right, because I need money to throw mom a bridal shower.

And if I didn't, I would totally quit.

Hello?

Oh! Hi, Logan.

Uh, no, I did not just say that.

I said I would totally quit using plastic grocery bags...

Yeah, I don't know about you, but I happen to care about this planet!

Goodbye!

Oh, CeCe, why fight destiny?

Quitting is in our blood. We come from a long line of quitters.

Great-great-great-grandpa Jones wasn't planning on settling in Chicago.

He was headed to Oregon.

He took a bathroom break and never got back on the horse.

Well, that all changes now. We're the next generation, we have to be better.

Good for you. Now, how are you going to do that?

I don't know, I'm tired of talking about it, I'll come back to it another time.

Which is not the same as quitting. Hey, we're making progress!

(Both sigh contentedly)

- Hey, Tinka. - How did you know it was me?

I don't know, just a hunch?

- So, did you get the fabric yet? - I was told to come alone.

You'll scare off my fabric connection and put a kibosh on the whole thing!

- Get out of here! - Okay!

(Suitcase latches click)

The Aztec Oceanic Bluebird has landed.

Yeah, right next to the cuckoo bird in the world's loudest trench coat.

Marlee, girl, you're a much better tap dancer than me...

And since it's the big solo...

Forget it, CeCe.

I was the low man on this totem pole two months ago.

You think being a dancing pimple is bad?

I was a dancing pair of Granny panties for Mildred's Secret.

Ewe.

Hey, other dancer!

You know, you're a much better tap dancer than me, and since it's the big solo...

Never gonna happen.

Wow, other dancer. And I thought we were friends!

Man on P.A.: Attention, shoppers. Put your hands together for...

CeCe's continuing tap dancing nightmare.

(Upbeat jazz music playing)

Ta-da! (Giggles)

Okay.

Um...

I have a few thoughts on the dress. May I?

I am nothing if not collaborative.

Perfect. Okay, uh, this piece?

Yeah, I hate it.

But I do love how this piece comes right off.

This? (Chuckles)

So hideous.

But I've gotta say, I've never seen anything like this.

(Fabric tearing) And thankfully no one else ever will.

You know what? You're a genius. I love it.

Oh! Well, that makes one of us.

You can't be serious! It's so...

Boring.

It's so... plain.

What about a matching cape?

No.

Okay, what about a stuffed seagull carrying a fish in its mouth on the shoulder?

No.

What about matching lace gloves?

- Maybe. - Really?

No!

Put Dr. Lott's Skin Cream on your list.

Put Dr. Lott's Skin Cream on your list.

Both: Encore! Encore! One more time!

How many times are you guys going to watch this dance?

As many times as you'll do it.

It never gets old.

One more word, and neither will you.

Hey, hey, hey, it's not his fault you're a break-out star.

Clearly you have the Zit Factor.

Ha, ha. I've heard it all before.

"This job will be a blemish on your resume".

"Your dancing career is exploding".

And the ever-clever, "hey, CeCe, you look stupid".

Sorry. Didn't know you heard that one. I meant to say it behind your back.

Oh, come on. Why don't you guys just leave already?

And not be here when you finally quit?

How many times do I have to tell you, Logan?

That is not who I am anymore,

I have grown, I am more mature, I am more responsible,

and, for the last time, I am not a quitter!

CeCe, CeCe, you're never going to believe it!

The Shake It Up, Chicago! Studio is finished!

- We're back on the air! - (Squeals) I quit!

(All whooping)

Oh! (Gasps) Look at this! I can't believe it.

This is the new Shake It Up, Chicago!

I know. Two words, fa-boo.

We are back and better than ever, baby!

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

That this electric bill must be through the roof?

No...

That it is time to break in the new dance floor!

Someone, spark up the tunes, and let's burn up this dance floor

until the roof is on fire!

What? Too soon?

(Music playing)

We shook it, work it. Show me the dance floor.

Make my mark. When we find the dance floor.

We're busting down the front door.

Take it from the top. What's up?

Look who's back. We got the new moves.

Less talk, more dancing. That's cool.

Turn it up and do how we do.

Take it from the top.

This is my dance floor. My dance floor.

This is the night. So let's bring up the lights.

This is my dance floor. My dance floor.

Everything more. Never seen this before.

I'm stepping out to a whole new beat.

Taking the crowd from their seats to their feet.

Back with a new score. It's what I live for.

This is my dance floor. This is my dance floor.

(All cheering)

This is my dance floor. My dance floor.

This is the night. So let's bring up the lights.

This is my dance floor. My dance floor.

Everything more. Never seen this before.

I'm stepping out to a whole new beat.

Taking the crowd from their seats to their feet.

Back with a new score. It's what I live for.

This is my dance floor.

(Music stops abruptly) (Audience murmuring)

Who are you and what are you doing in here?

Oh, don't worry, we're just the Shake It Up, Chicago! Dancers.

No, you're the Shake It Up, Chicago! Trespassers.

I'm the new executive producer, and I haven't hired any dancers yet.

Auditions are next week. So until then, get out!

Do my ears deceive me?

Wait, is he serious?

We have to re-audition to get back on Shake It Up, Chicago?

What?

I'm starting to think I quit my pimple gig a little too soon.

(Scoffs)

I can't believe CeCe used to be into karate.

Yeah, for three days.

But then she broke a nail, and her "hi-yah!" Became "see ya!"

And, uh, what's all this?

Oh, CeCe started a dog-walking business.

She was all gung-ho until she found out

why she had to carry all those little plastic bags.

Oh, my zam! (Laughs)

This has to be the lamest costume I've ever seen in my entire life.

What was she quitting when she wore this?

I... I don't think it's so bad!

In fact, it's pretty adorable.

Seriously, I don't know why you insist

on giving her such a hard time for no reason.

The costume's yours, isn't it?

Yeah.

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