- [Announcer] Smart Cookies.
A tough batch of home-baked heroes.
There's the tech genius, Figby.
Miss Fortune.
Chipowski.
And the rookie, Cookie Monster.
- Hello.
- [Announcer] Together, they have one mission,
to stop the Crumb.
- Today I'm going to mess up some dress up.
(evil laughter)
- I've located The Crumb.
- Let's roll! Whoa!
- [Announcer] Will the Smart Cookies catch The Crumb?
Find out now on Smart Cookies.
(festive piano and conversation)
- Smart Cookies!
- Smart Cookies, thank goodness you've arrived.
You have got to keep The Crumb out
of my Dress Up Like A Cookie party.
- (groans) Costumes making me hungry.
(flute)
- Snap out of it, rookie.
We have to focus, and keep The Crumb out of this party.
- Yeah, right, what Crumb look like again?
- He looks like this.
- You know, maybe a little cookie snack would help me focus.
- Not my flaky outer layer.
- You know what, we will guard the door.
You just stay out of the way.
- Okay, me got it.
(explosion and spinning air)
- Oh, hello. - Hi.
- I'm an invited guest who likes to sneak
into parties through the wall.
- Well that not sound shady at all.
- No. - Well, me got to
make sure that you not The Crumb.
- Oh, of course.
- Same eyes.
Same nose.
Hey, you definitely The Crumb.
- Oh, no, no, no, I have a mustache.
- No, you don't.
(sticky squelch)
Oh yeah, me see it now.
Okay, you definitely not The Crumb.
Enjoy party. - Thank you.
Time to mess up this dress up.
Behold. (beep)
(crumbling and yelling)
(tense music) - What the--?
(squelch) (gasping)
- Oh no, my cookie party is ruined.
- The Crumb strikes again (evil laugh).
(robotic movement)
- Oh, oh no (gasping).
- What, what?
This bearclaw is a big problem.
We've got to stop it.
- Me on it. Hee-haw!
Whoa.
(crash) (groaning)
- (moans) Why that not work?
- Because you can't just grab a bad, bad bearclaw.
You have to stop and think it through.
- I'm getting a clue (strains).
Oh, if we wanna stop the claw, we need Smart Cookies?
- If only Smart Cookies were here.
Wait a minute, Smart Cookies are here.
So that mean that one of us can stop bearclaw.
- Well, we already know it's not you, big surprise.
(chuckles) - Yeah, that true.
So maybe it you. - Wait, what?
(Figby calls out)
- I should've taken a desk job (yells).
(crash)
(Cookie Monster groans)
- Me guess it not Figby.
Maybe it you two. - Wha?
- I got a bad feeling about this.
- Yeah. (collides)
(crashes) (groaning)
- Oh no, we all tried and nothing worked.
Smart Cookies failed.
(cries) - Rookie, snap out of it.
If we're gonna fix this problem, we have to stop--
- And think it through. - That's right.
- Yes, okay, the clue is "Smart Cookies".
- This is silly.
There's no one of us who could stop it.
- But maybe all of us can stop it.
- Oh! - Maybe we need
to cooperate and work together.
- That is some good thinkin' there, rookie.
Alright, Smart Cookies, let's work together as a team.
- Smart Cookie formation!
(yell out in succession)
(tense music and shouting)
- Everybody, pull! (strains)
(stretching)
(yelling)
(straining and stretching)
(crash)
(groaning) (applause)
- The party is saved. - Yay, hurray!
- I'll get you next time, Smart Cookies.
- After it.
- Wait, me just need little snack first.
(Hostess shouts)
- [Chipowski] No, no, we can't taste the costume.
She's not a--
(thunder rolling)
- Whoa!
My.
This is a problem.
Smart Cookies, help!
- No worry.
Me excellent swimmer. (calls out)
- Cookie Monster, watch out. - Say what?
(water rushes) Whoa!
(crash)