Check it out. I found some really cute dresses
at the thrift store for you.
I even found two of these so we can match.
Ooh, now you're gonna get all the boys' attention.
Uh, Carlotta, this isn't really my-
Here, this covers up the mothball smell.
[coughing]
Wouldn't it be fun if we could do this every day?
That would be kind of hard,
since we live in different states.
Oh, my gosh, [chuckles]
you two already look like sisters.
[crying]
Wait. What?
Oh, hey, hey, I have a fun idea. Let's wax our legs.
And now, Mia, the next stage of your training,
you will wear this.
Ah, can't a bird nap in peace?
What's with the potato sack? And what's in all the pockets?
Is this corn flour?
Si, masa.
Folklorico dresses are heavier than they look,
so I created this training dress to prepare you.
Ah! [groaning]
If you can dance in that, you can dance baile folklorico.
Let's begin.
[music playing]
[squawking] It's a massacre, every bird for himself.
[coughing]
[making flying noises]
[barking]
Huh?
[barking]
Oh, no, he's allergic to bees!
[gasping]
[barking]
[buzzing]
That was the greatest rescue I have ever seen.
Pssh. It was no big deal.
[grunting] You saved my baby.
Thank you so much, Ronnie Anne.
No problemo.
[gasping] That's exactly what El Falcon said.
[giggling]
I hope nobody else is dressed as a lobster.
Pssh. No way, these costumes are great.
If there's a contest, we're definitely going to win.
I bet the prize will be something awesome,
and sixth grader-y, like deodorant.
Ooh.
Heh, news spreads quickly around here.
This is a nightmare.
Oh, wait a minute. Maybe it is a nightmare.
I gotta wake up. Wake up. Wake up! Wake up!
Stop. I will help you get through this.
That's what besties are for.
And who knows, maybe they'll break up.
Sid, that's it. We've got to break them up.
Ooh, I have an idea.
My mom's taking care of this striped pole cat.
It's spray is ten times stronger than a skunks.
We can use it to give Ms. Galiano some serious stank.
He always sprays me when I sing karaoke.
Then let's duet this thing.
[music playing]
♪ Ooh, girl ♪ ♪ If I could ♪
♪ Ooh, girl ♪ ♪ Give ya the ♪
♪ Ooh, girl ♪ ♪ World, girl ♪
♪ Give ya ♪
It's great you want to learn about K-Pop, Abuela.
You know me, can't get enough, Ten is Evening.
It's 12 is Midnight.
[chuckles]
They're known for their choreography.
Now you try.
[groaning]
[grunting]
It's all in the hips, baby.
[screaming]
There, these tamal husks really came in handy.
Let's get a picture to send to the dressmaker.
Say, "Cheese".
But I don't want cheese.
Good thing, cause we're out of cheese.
Here's your chicken tamal.
Smile, Ronalda.
- Alright, get up there. - I'm trying.
- You're facing the wrong way. - Sorry.
[sneezing]
Sid, I'm still backwards. [sneezing in background]
Adelaide, it's me, your old pal, Mr. Woodford.
[awkwardly laughing] Missed ya, when I wasn't alive.
[laughing]
[sneezing]
Ooh.
[laughing]
Sid, I can't reach it.
[shrieking]
[gasping] Sid? Ronnie Anne?
That's not Abraham Lincoln, and Mr. Woodford was a poodle.
Right, now I remember.
[grunting]
[whistling]
[groaning]
[honking]
[grunting]
[sighing] He's gone. I think we can stop.
[sighing]
[whistling]
[grunting]
All right, what screams rebel?
Wait. I have a vision.
[cat screeching]
Ah. Perfecto.
Now we have to do something about that hair.
[honking]
Ah!
Whoa.
Better, but she's still too clean.
You have to look like you've gotten into a few fights.
How are we gonna do that?
Here, hold this.
Ew, tuna? Why tuna?
Oh, you'll see.
[screeching] [screaming]
[groaning] Gah. Really, Carl?
You can't argue with the results.
No costume, no entry.
Dang it.
Actually, these are costumes.
We're dressed as mimes. Very big in France,
Oh.
Mm-hmm. No mimes either.
Charge!
Whoa!
Whoo!
[laughing]
[gasping]
Nice try.
- What now? - Don't worry about it, Sid.
I've got an idea.
These new aerodynamic uniforms will make you
15% faster, which will allow you
to go higher and give you more airtime.
It's also giving me a wedgie.
I have wedgies in places
I didn't know I could get a wedgie.
[grunting]
Whoo!
Hi-yah!
Yeah!
- Whoo hoo! - We did it!
Yes! You weren't kidding about that airtime,
or the wedgies.
[groaning]
Never mind the massa dress. It's time for the real deal.
These sure are bright.
Oh, but this one is pretty cool.
Oh, that one belongs to my prima Esmeralda,
she was a rebel, we don't talk about her.
No, you will be wearing something much better.
My first dress.
[gasping] I knew you'd love it! Ah!
Just wait until you see it with the makeup.
Makeup?
The next part of your training is all about doing this!
Holding in a fart?
No, smiling.
Dancers must convey the joy
of baile folklorico at all times.
So keep smiling no matter what.
Your feet might hurt, your arms might be tired...
Somebody might be crunching like an animal in the front row.
No matter what, you must maintain the joy.
[chuckles] Let's practice.
Okay Carl, you're up!
[chuckles]
Hey Ronnie Anne. Nice dress.
Did you mean to look like a big ol' grape?
[laughing]
Maintain the joy, you're unfazed.
Oh, I borrowed your skateboard, hope that's cool.
And I also borrowed your phone, just gotta post this.
[flashing, chiming]
Maintain the joy.
Well, I'll just let you guys get back to it,
I've gotta finish reading your diary anyway.
I just got to the part about Yoon Kwan.
Whoa, this is PG-13.
[laughing]
Ay.
Look, more zombies.
Our costumes are way better than theirs.
Hi. Love the effort, but can we make
a few suggestions about your outfits?
Open your mouth a little more.
And let's rip this shirt.
[moaning]
Wait, Leni, that's a real zombie arm.
Which means...
They're real zombies.
[screaming]
Ronnie Anne, where are my clothes?
Is this one of your practical jokes?
No, I thought it was laundry day.
But I did put a whoopee cushion on Abuelo's chair.
[farting noise] Oop, ah, excuse me!
Why are my chonies so fancy?
[whistling]
I don't think these are my pants but I like 'em.
And there are little toys on my shoes.
Wee!
Okay, first step of the plan,
we need to sneak in and steal their cell phones.
Ew, dad butt.
Then we change their contact info
to someone else's.
When they try to text each other,
they'll actually be texting the wrong person.
[farting]
[groaning]
[laughing]
[panting, gasping]
[cheering]
[shrieking]
Truly unbelievable match de football!
A breakaway! He stole the ball!
[squawking]
[shrieking]
- The game! - Quick, to apartment 2-B.
[panting]
[cooing]
I want to thank mi nieta, Ronnie Anne,
for this beautiful surprise.
I didn't realize that not getting
a quinceañera had left such a hole in my heart.
But now it feels so full.
[cheering]
I'm sorry, Ronalda.
Clearly, you can plan the perfect quinceañera.
No extra Saturdays or Sundays required.
So salud.
I'll cheers to that. Salud.
You're gonna get so many sweets this year
because of this handsome, handsome costume.
Please, Abuelo,
I'm going to get more candy than CJ this year.
Actually, I'm going to get the most.
Tormenta twist.
Get off me! Heads up, big blaster!
Lalo!
If you're so sure of yourself, Tormenta,
why don't we make Halloween a more interesting
this year, huh?
Whoever gets the most candy tonight wins everyone else's
trick or treat bucket too.
You're on.
Good idea, Bobo. I'm in.
- Me too. - Me three.
Don't forget us. [squawking]
Trick or treating is my jam.
[humming]
Hey, kids.
Hi, guys. Have fun at the party?
Yes, though we had to leave early.
Someone ate all the appetizers
and got into a fight with a statue.
He was eyeing my plate.
So, who ended up babysitting?
- Carlotta. - Bobby.
Well, whoever it was, seems like you did a good job.
[beeping]
Huh?
[shrieking]
Hey, guys. What did I miss?