Now are we there yet?
Lana, stop asking.
Well, Hops is asking, not me!
This seat belt is wrinkling my dress!
- [whistling] - Hey, what gives?
What happened to my sheets and blankets?
Sister fight protocol.
We use them to make a divider in Lori and Leni's room.
Well, what am I supposed to sleep under?
Try this.
[laughing]
All right, that's it!
Lincoln! Don't forget you promised
to do that thing for me by 3 o'clock today.
Huh?
You didn't forget, did you?
[chuckles nervously] Of course I didn't forget, Lola.
Good, because you wouldn't want to make me mad!
What seems to be the problem?
Lana's supposed to be guarding my princess tower,
not attacking it!
- Now, Lana... - [groans] Guarding is boring!
Attacking is cool!
[grunting]
Clyde, any guesses?
Um, caring?
I think I know a compromise that will make you both happy.
The evil troll's attacking your tower!
[Lincoln roaring]
[both] Get him!
Nice! And once again you didn't need the C-O-O-K-I-E-S.
[both] The troll's got cookies!
[Lola] I got him!
Another tip...
Six-year-olds can spell.
I need cookies!
Oh, I snore, do I?
How can you hear me over all your sleep farting?!
As it says in the brochure,
Bluebell scouts have to be prepared for anything.
Yep, that's why I packed my toolbox,
bug spray, and backup roll of TP.
I can't believe we're gonna be Bluebells!
[both] Together! Eek!
We can't get ahead of ourselves.
We gotta pass the tryouts first,
which is why I'm giving you my lucky princess wand.
Aww, thanks, sis.
And I'm giving you my lucky plunger!
Oh, don't worry. I only use this one for sinks.
Thanks. Shall we?
[grunting]
Hey, Linc, you coming to my alligator wrestling match?
Don't invite Lincoln!
He could make your alligator trip, or jam its zipper,
or break a heel.
- What? - He's bad luck.
I can't deny it.
Uh, maybe you shouldn't come after all.
I'm wrestling my first 200 pounder
and I can't take any chances.
Sure, Lola, I'll come to your pageant.
I just hope my bad luck doesn't make your hair go flat.
[gasps] Get away from me!
Watch this movie I made about Hops.
[croaking]
[Lana recording] Hops, a Life in Leaps.
I'll never forget the day I met my future best friend.
[gurgling]
[croaking]
[laughs] You're the best froggy!
Well, I gotta go. Dad's making meat loaf tonight.
Thanks for the fun day!
Aww. You're lonely, aren't you, little guy?
Would you like to come home and live with me?
I'm going to name you Hops.
[croaking]
Since that day, we've been pretty inseparable.
We eat all our meals together.
Hops likes his crickets chocolate-covered,
but I like mine plain.
First up, we have the Wilderness Protection Patch.
To earn it, we're going to hike up the friendship trail
and pick up all the icky, sticky litter we find.
- We have to pick up trash? - We get to pick up trash?
[sniffs] Mm...! Spicy Italian!
Eww, eww, eww, eww!
[screams]
Our next Bluebell challenge
will be the Fashion Forecast Patch.
[gasps]
Bluebell scouts are prepared for any kind of weather,
so I'll give you a forecast
and you'll have to put on the proper attire.
Snow and ice.
Sunny and hot.
Rainy and wet.
So you ate the last pudding, huh?
Oh, did I? I don't know, guess so.
Oh, that's okay.
[yawns]
[screaming]
You just have to take Lola's place
in the Little Miss Prim and Perfect pageant.
And win.
Ugh! Are you kidding me? Bleah!
Do you know who you're talking to?
Someone who's going to love Dairyland's newest ride:
The Milk Shaker.
It's so fast you can barf, fly around a loop
and get hit in the face with said barf.
Darn you, Lincoln!
I am in!
But wait, what if Lola finds out?
You know what she's capable of.
[shuddering]
She won't find out. I promise.
[beeping]
[sneezes]
[clears throat] I didn't hear a "bless you".
[beeping]
Has anyone seen my phone?
[gasps]
[screaming]
To earn the Car Care Patch,
you must change a tire on the Bluebell bus.
Oh! Oh! Me first!
[engine revving]
[chuckles] Might wanna get that fan belt checked.
Now aren't you just the cutest little grease monkey?
Okay, Lola, let's see how you change a tire.
My auto club. Ask for Darcy, she is terrific.
Mm, sorry, dear.
That's not the Bluebell way.
Aw, rats! I wanted to use the TV!
Booger Battle is on.
Huh? Whoa. What's this game?
It's called Total Trash Takedown.
You get five lives to get to the Trash Castle
where you have to defeat the Trash King.
Oh, that sounds awesome!
To earn the Sewing Smarts Patch,
you must make a comfy-womfy sit-upon.
Bluebells take these on camping trips
so we don't have to sit "upon" the wet ground!
Very good, Lola.
Excellent use of pom-pom fringe.
Lana, where's your sit-upon?
This is dumb! I already have a sit-upon!
It's called my butt!
Ooh, how about this cake?
Nah.
Ooh, how about this one?
Nah.
Ooh, ooh! This one! This one!
Nah, nah.
Okay...
Do you have a sink and some dirt?
Are you with the health department?
- Nope. - Then follow me.
[flies buzzing]
We'll take it from here.
[laughing]
[gasps]
Speechless, huh?
Well, I think that means we found our cake!
Oh, and I polished every surface in the living room.
So shiny you can see your face.
Ah! Must... not... look... at... self!
Beautiful... beautiful self...
[screams]
And I waxed the kitchen floor, too.
Such reflection!
[screaming]
That's it!
- What? - What? You had a tea party?
How'd you mess that up?
And you had a campsite?
How could that go wrong?
I thought you might have the same challenge as me
and you'd never be able to do it
and I didn't wanna be a Bluebell without you!
Really? Aw!
Sorry for being so hard on you today.
Me too.
We're just good at different stuff.
Bluebells or not Bluebells, I don't care,
as long as we're together.
You two cutie patooties
just earned your fifth patch after all.
For your Faithful Friendship.
Oh, congratulations. You are both Bluebells.