Oh, there's my freshmen class president.
I haven't won yet, Mom.
But I will once everyone sees this T-shirt.
Is that the best you can do?
Well, I am so excited for you, Phoebe.
I know you've been dreaming about this day forever.
I know. I want to become the voice of my generation
and go down as the greatest freshman president
in the history of Hiddenville High.
I just want you to be the voice of stop talking.
You know, when I become president
I'll probably be so busy
you'll barely see me for a whole year.
Let's go win over some dweebs.
Vote for me because I'm the right candidate.
-[crowd clapping] -[Cherry] Yay, Phoebe!
Now it's time for students to ask questions
while I play games on my phone.
Being a good president
means being able to juggle responsibilities.
What else can you juggle? Okay, nobody wants to see that.
Who's got time for juggling
when the bathroom has sandpaper instead of toilet paper?
Yeah, he's right. I wait till I get home.
[students] Yeah!
These are the important questions that need to be asked.
And it's really fun to talk in a loud voice and shake your fist.
[students cheering]
[students chanting] Max! Max! Max!
Oh, you're finally home.
Do we have a class president in the family?
Yes we do.
Me!
-Awkward. -Phoebe, you're okay with this?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Why wouldn't I be?
Max gets to live out a dream I've had since kindergarten.
-I don't think she's fine. -Well, she should be.
She got the second most votes
and gets to be my vice president.
Well, that's nice too.
Yeah, it's not all bad.
Vice president is a very important job.
Just keep saying it till you believe it.
Why is there a foosball table in the student council office?
Because the pool table wouldn't fit.
You're my vice president.
-Do something about that. -Or I could give you my ideas
that'll actually help the school.
Whoa, that sounds like work.
You'll have to schedule an appointment with my secretary.
I can fit you in for a walk and talk three weeks from today.
And Pheebs, check out the best part of being prez.
I have my own personal flunky.
Hey Flunky! Get on in there.
Is this lady bothering you? 'Cause I wish she'd bother me.
You know what? Fine, Max, your loss.
But Principal Bradford will want to hear your plan,
-and you've got nothing. -Listen, you're overreacting.
I don't have to come up with any ideas until...
Three o'clock Friday.
Well, it's 4:30 on Tuesday.
-Let's hear your ideas, Max. -You're fired.
School spirit, healthy foods, backpack reform.
-You stole my-- -Three pronged approach.
-What? -That's why people will remember
Max Thunderman as the greatest class president
in the history of Hiddenville High.
That's always been my dream, sir.
-But it's my dream! -Oh yeah, I forgot.
Why'd you ever give up on that?
Max, how could you steal my three pronged approach?
I should be unveiling that smoothie machine tomorrow.
Look, the principal put me on the spot
and I had nothing, so I gave him your ideas.
And since you work for me, your ideas are my ideas.
Here's an idea.
You stink.
Are you really gonna let Max do that to you?
You heard him. The vice president has no power.
-I can't do anything. -Except become president
if something should happen to Max.
"Exotic Russian Plant
Guarantees a Week of Tummy Trouble."
Feed it to Max and you'll become number one
while he's going number two.
And now, for the final ingredient.
Sweet revenge!
Oh no, I'm rubbing my hands together maniacally.
I've turned into Max.
-I can't do this. -Hold up, angel.
I've got to taste all of Max's food before he eats it.
You know, in case it's poisoned... or delicious.
-No, Flunky, you don't want-- -Mmm, mmm!
Pizza's good, Max. But my tummy's not.
[Max] I'm starving--
[Max screaming]
-Max! -Bathroom!
I'm so sorry this happened to you.
-Don't be. It's not your fault. -[chuckles]
The only bummer is if I can't go to school,
-I can't be president. -What does that mean?
You're the new president.
You'll have to do the smoothie machine unveiling.
Yeah, that Russian plant hit him quick.
-What Russian plant? -Uh...
-You know something. Spill it. -Never.
I know where you keep your bows.
Not my babies.
Okay, fine.
-Is everything set up? -We are a go for revenge.
Good. When Madam President goes to make the first smoothie,
it'll be anything but smooth.
This isn't right. I don't deserve to be here.
-There goes my movie. -What's she doing?
[Flunky] I think she's feeling bad for what she did.
-It's kind of sweet. -Now I feel bad.
I'm really glad you're here. I need to tell you something.
It's okay. I already know.
I never meant for you to get hurt.
It's not like I didn't deserve it.
-I stole your ideas. -But you made them better.
You're actually a great class president
and you should be making the first smoothie.
[machine rumbling] That doesn't sound very healthy.
[crowd screams]
That was meant for me, wasn't it?
Don't ruin the moment.