[cheering]
[clinking]
[gasping]
If Mom and Dad find out we broke the vase again,
we'll definitely be grounded for the whole year.
Ugh! I wish Mom and Dad never got
this heinous thing in the first place!
Are you thinking what I am thinking?
To the lab!
You built a time machine? Out of Vanzilla?
In seven minutes?
Well, it's not like it was hard.
You even had time to get a tux?
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a wedding to attend.
[screaming]
Another scientific success without a hiccup.
[hiccuping]
No one here hiccuped green juice out of their nose.
Since you're here, you can help me find the vase.
But remember, it's crucial that we get it,
swap it, and get out without being seen.
Thanks for coming, Flip. It really means a lot to Lynn-
Ooh, what a beautiful wedding dress!
Is that taffeta?
[screaming]
I got the vase!
Wait, where's Lily?
[gasping] Lily, no!
[gasping]
Our cake is destroyed!
Our wedding is ruined!
Whose kids are these?!
Heh... mazel tov...
[panting]
Let's get out of here!
[gasping]
Irrefutable proof of aliens!
We did it!
Despite your interference.
Europe was amazing, babe.
[gasping, screaming]
Who are you children
and what are you doing in our house?!
Mom, Dad, it's us.
I don't know what you want or who put you up to this,
but I think it's time that you all go home
to your real families.
Shoo! Shoo, shoo, shoo, shoo, shoo!
Ugh. Kids are the most annoying creatures.
I'm afraid... we don't exist!
What? Why are you all staring? Do I have a zit?
Nah, sis. You're flickering.
I'm what? [gasping]
I may have a solution.
All we have to do is travel back in time
and stop ourselves from ruining mother and father's wedding.
To Vanzilla!
My baby!
We'll have to build a new time machine from scratch.
[gasping] Ooh, look at this one.
It must be from a fun house.
Leni, that's not a fun house mirror.
Your legs are gone.
[screaming]
Uh-oh.
You all right, love?
[gasping]
What's next, brainbox?
Well, believe it or not, there's trace amounts
of plutonium in Lincoln's favorite beverage, the Flippee.
Hey, what kind of cow produces oak milk?
This is getting very grim.
We'll just take 100 of your finest flippees to go.
I don't have the foggiest clue what a flippee is.
Okay, Lisa, where else can we find plutonium?
Mr. and Mrs. Gurdle?!
[gasping] The alien knows our name.
Get 'em!
We've spent years looking for you
ever since you disappeared into thin air
at the Loud wedding.
Do we look disappeared to you?
[gasping]
[screaming]
Hang tight! I'll save you!
Okay, we're definitely doomed.
We're not aliens.
That's exactly what an alien would say.
[gasping]
Sweet Stephen Hawking... That's plutonium...
We are, in fact, uh... aliens.
- I knew it! - Ah! Tell us everything!
I can show you how to build a spaceship.
But, I'm going to need help.
Fine.
All we need is a radioactive energy source.
[screaming, giggling]
They're escaping!
I bid thee farewell, dear sisters.
Hold my hand.
Ew! Were you picking your nose?! Gross!
There we are, Lily.
Time to stop alternate timeline us
from ruining the wedding.
[grunting]
Look, the wedding is this way.
Phew. We did it, Lily! Lily?
[giggling, gasping]
[panting]
Awe.
Aw, hon, I can't wait for us to have kiddos of our own.
[cheering]
Kids, we're home!
[gasping]
You broke our vase again?
Everyone is grounded for two months!
We'll stay home with you as long as you'd like.