Do I smell butterscotch?
Yes. Would you like a cookie?
Ah. These are quite exquisite.
Look. I know it's rather short notice,
but could you make a few dozen of these cookies
for the school board meeting tonight?
Superintendent Chen has quite the sweet tooth.
Eh, I don't know.
We were going to get started in our history project tonight.
Please! I beg you.
Superintendent Chen can always tell when baked goods are store-bought!
I'll pay, handsomely.
We'll totally help!
Excellent! Thank you, boys!
[mumbling]
Aw, yeah!
We have a lot to discuss, Principal Huggins.
Ooh.
Like all the money you've been spending on floor wax.
Well, I, uh... oh good!
The refreshments are here.
Ouch.
Care for a cookie?
Oh, these are delicious!
Mmm. Mmm.
And definitely not store-bought!
Now what was I saying?
Oh, who can recall? Have another.
You two just saved the day.
Here's your payment, plus a little extra.
Mm. Oh, these are so good.
Oh, do you boys have a business?
Mm. I'd love to place an order.
[laughing]
Oh, we don't have a-- Ah!
We should totally start a cookie business!
We'd be the Cookie Kings of Royal Woods!
Cookies! Cookies for everyone!
Mr. McBride, Mr. Loud, you're needed in the tasting room.
[screaming]
Ooh! Which of these new flavors should we release?
Caramel Crunch? Mocha Fudge? Marshmallow Swirl?
All of them!
I'm so sorry, Mr. McBride and Mr. Loud,
but we've run out of room for all the money you're making.
It'll be perfect!
We've got everything we need.
You're a baking genius.
And you're great at getting people to buy stuff!
Like this shirt! I never thought I could do stripes.
Now let's get out there and start taking orders!
Yeah! Oh but shouldn't we get that history project
out of the way first?
Homework can wait.
When we're the "Cookie Kings of Royal Woods",
will anyone care how we did on some history project?
Ha-ha. What history project? Let's do this!
Hut!
Hmm... should I get her roses? Oh, those are played out.
This anniversary, why not give her what she really wants?
- Ah! - Cookies! Here, try a sample!
Hmm. Um. Um.
These rule! Oh, I'll take two dozen!
Great! We'll just get your info and--
Hey! Quit stealin' my customers!
[screaming]
Hey guys! What you doin' at my soccer practice?"
Ah! Need me to open a jar or somethin'?
Actually, we'd thought your team might like to order some cookies.
Ah! Come on, Stinkin'! Athletes can't be slamming sugar!
Actually, these are made with unsweetened apple sauce,
whole grains, and protein-packed peanut powder.
Wow! Wow! We'll take six dozen for our next match against Fern Valley!
Looks like you've got a lot on your plate there, Mr. Loud!
Why not let us, handle the dessert menu?
Dang, exhaust fan! Anyway, these cookies are out-of-this-world!
Ay, you got yourselves a deal.
You know, running a business is a big responsibility.
You boys want some pointers? It's not all a piece of... cake!
Thanks Dad, but, we're all set.
Plus, we've got a hot lead on another potential sale.
Ha-ha. Have fun, boys.
Oh! Dang dang it.
Katherine Mulligan reporting to you live from Sunset Canyon,
where a riot has broken out.
The cause; a clogged pudding dispenser.
[arguing]
Fear not senior citizens!
We have the solution to your pudding problem.
Cookies!
Yummy!
These are fantastic.
Looks like we got a new story, these delicious cookies.
That's right Katherine, we are Clincoln McCloud Cookie Company.
And we're open for business.
Alright, time to start cookin'.
First up, your Nana Gayle ordered a dozen for her sky diving club.
Let's do this.
Ooh, nice label.
Thanks, I'm drawing a mini-comic on each one, keepin' it fun you know.
Ooh!
Nice, our first dozen down, and it only took us...
Four hours?!
How many more orders do we have to make for tomorrow?
Ten orders for a total of 15 dozen cookies,
which will take, um--
Lisa?
60 hours or 2.5 days and that's with no potty brakes.
You were listening? How? I'm at Clyde's house.
Your surveillance measures have gone too far.
I heard it through your walkie talkie, you boob.
Huh? Oh, well, thank you.
You're welcome, here's another tip, hire employees.
If two nincompoops can make a dozen cookies in four hours,
think how many cookies six or seven nincompoops
- could make in that time. - Hey!
One last tip, maybe look for a bigger workspace.
How do you know the layout of my kitchen?
Gotta go.
So do we know anyone with professional baking experience?
No, but I can think of some other people who might be available.
Thanks for coming. My sisters were too busy to help.
But you guys will get to share in profits.
Plus, you get all the leftover cookies you can eat.
I don't know man. A hairnet?
These locks can't be tamed.
Just put it on Rust.
Whoa, easy tiger, haha, that rolling pin is vintage.
Oh, sorry, I'll be more gentle.
Still a little rough there.
- I'm barely pressing it. - Here, why don't I just do it?
[growling]
Well, the label looks great. But, are these bite marks?
Wait, all the cookies have them. Zach! What the heck?
What? Doing quality control.
Bad news bud, we're out of butter.
Dang it, I already used up my allowance on the first round of ingredients.
And I used up mine on that vintage rolling pin.
Ah, don't worry fellers, I'm on it.
Now which one of you's got a gentle touch?
[mooing]
Hey guys, come look at the conveyor belt I rigged up.
I think it'll help make things go a lot faster.
I made it out of a treadmill your parents were getting rid of.
See we could do an assembly line and--
[ringing]
Annabelle!
Cookies!
Whoa! Hey!
Sorry, but no amount of free cookies is worth this hassle.
- I'm with Rusty. - Likewise.
Come on, we should probably go finish our history projects anyway.
[sighing]
Our history project!
We haven't even started!
But we promised cookies to all those people.
Well I guess we just have to buckle down and get baking.
Cinnamon!
Hurry!
Gah! Hand cramp!
[breathing heavily]
Ah, there. Last one, we did it.
[sighing]
Here are the cookies for your anniversary, Sir.
Sorry they're so awful looking.
- We got you these as back up, too. - Oh, well thanks.
Also, we fixed the pudding machine, these were clogging it.
Ah, those are Scoots' chompers.
Hahahaha! You can't prove it!
I get it, boys, bit off a little more than you could chew. Eh? Eh?
[laughing]
Yeah, we definitely did.
We thought we'd be the Cookie Kings of Royal Woods,
but there's so much more to running a business than we realized,
managing employees, tracking inventory, wrangling dairy cows.
Ha, well, don't worry, there'll be plenty of time
to figure it all out when you're older.
Anyways, enjoy being a kid while you can.
- Will do. - Bye, Mr. Loud.
- Bye, Dad. - I'll see... Gah! Dang it.
Hey guys, we're sorry for putting you through all that mess.
We made you these apology cookies.
- No worries. - Forget about it.
Sorry you guys weren't able to finish your history project.
Oh we did, we had some dough scraps left over
so we made Cookie Stonehenge.
- Huh? - What happened?
Sorry, I thought these were the apology cookies.
[laughing]