Who wants spring cheese?
I'll take that.
And what about mushy taters?
Hand 'em over.
[grunting]
Phil!
Oh, sorry, Chuckie, forgotted my manners. Want some?
Hi, Betty!
Didi, Chas, what's shaking?
Betty, hey, I don't mean to alarm you,
but the twins are playing with Bud.
Chas, after the morning I had with them,
be thankful it's mud.
And Phil and Lil,
who's idea was it to invent babies?
Here, you two are gonna be my nursers.
Spot, you be the tooth cleaner.
[barking]
Ah, I wanted to do that.
This place isn't even on the map.
Shh, we don't want to scare them with any loud noises.
[squishing]
- Phillip. - It wasn't me, Lillian.
I was my foot. [farting]
That was my butt.
[grunting, giggling]
[grunting]
Ow. [groaning]
Who hitted me with a carrot?
It was Lil.
Let's play something 'esides feed the worm.
Chuckie, wanna play roll the ball?
Uh. Nope.
- How 'bout hide and sneak? - Nope.
Or guess what's new in my diapie?
Phillip
What?
[grunting]
[laughing, whimpering]
[grunting]
Sorry, Teddy, hold your nose.
What about that one?
This isn't a toy. It's my studriver.
[gasping] Hide it in your hair, Phillip.
Can't Lillian, already storing a hotdog.
[whining]
I don't know what's wrong with these two,
they used to be my happy little Jordan
and Pippen, John and Paul,
peanut butter and jelly.
Now, they're more like, I don't know.
Peanut butter and onion?
That's actually not a bad sandwich.
Heavens. Hello, mustache man.
[gasping]
Finally! So many questions.
Ah, now we'll never learn how to lay a egg.
Do you have any pastys without mud?
No such thing. Eat up, mateys.
But some peoples don't likes to eat mud, Lillian.
Tell her, Tommy.
- What? - You eated it? Is it good?
Mm, yummy. Try it, Chuckie.
Ah, no thank you.
The landlubber won't eat my pie.
- Phillip.
Sha- Sorry, it was the pirate talkin'.
Whoa!
[laughing]
[music playing]
[groaning]
[music playing]
Yuck.
[music playing]
[whimpering]
Chuckie, if you're gonna be in my new more fun, better Phil,
[eating]
you're gonna have to try new foods with me.
But I don't wants to eat dog food.
I know it's not as good as fish food,
but it's way better than cat food.
[groaning] Disgusting.
No fair. Me and Lil always try new foods together.
Where could he be? I-I just had him.
I found this.
Ooh, a jellybean.
Extra fuzz.
Jump in.
We'll make our feet go like the washington machine.
Faster, Chuckie. Time for the spin cycle.
I am not a washington machine.
I'm a human baby.
[groaning] Whoa!
Taste like green. Try it Lil.
[groaning]
I'd always knows peas was stick.
Or snowfake.
Snowfake, Tommy. Snow is cold for sure.
Whoa!
Oh, still warm.
Bet that button's baby poofed. Classic Chuckie's house.
Ooh, I know another way to get that song out
of your daddy's hair, Chuckie.
We can make him sneeze.
When I sneeze, stuff shoots out of my nose
whether I like it or not.
I always like it.
[meowing]
Uh, hey, Lil,
why are you drinking like a kitty?
I'm practicing.
Me and Lil wanna turn into kitty cats. Think about it.
You get to eat as much cat food as you want.
And use a litter box.
Tommy, what's going on?
And why is Susie holding hands with Angelica?
I don't know, Chuckie. It minds me of a time
my mommy put my diapie on backwards.
Everything felt different that day.
Listen up, babies!
Me and Susie are gonna do a show
and in the show, we...
Move something with our special powers.
No hands.
- Is that posstable? - Wow.
Thank you, Susie.
You're welcome, Angelica.
Now, pick a thing. Anything.
Ooh, my belly button. Bad, Dad, my sandbox
My sandbox.
Uh. You, ordinary baby in the audience,
pick something.
It's gentle used.
I guess music is dangerous.
We can never, ever play again.
I wish it didn't come to this, but here. Hide it forever, Phil.
Somewhere I'll never, ever find it.
Okay.
Not in your diaper.
[gasping] Well, I'm out of ideas.
Your turn, Lillian.
[laughing]
This too. Not there.
[giggling]
[grunting]
Thirsty god of building stuffs? Want something to drink?
Sure, god of juice. What ya got?
Wild grape, of course, and apple.
Sometimes I get a request for cranberry.
Where's my juice?!
Boo!
I love being the goddess of playing tricks.
Phillip, I do not want to hear any more toots from that flute.
Ha, she thinks the toots are coming from the flute.
Who you talking to?
My butt. [farting]
Eww.
Guess this is goodbye.
Uh, he's over here.
Uh, goodbye, Chuckie.
I'll never forget all the fun times we had.
You two sure about this?
We tried to alike, Susie. What more can we do?
[groaning]
Rash free.
Sweet.
[laughing]
Fairies.
Do I have to teach you dumb babies everything?
You can't even tell the difference between fairies
and fireflies.
Those are bugs whose butts light up.
I'd give anything for a light up butt.
Then go sit on a lamp, why don't ya?
Are you okay, Reptar?
We have to show Gabby a Reading Rangers tomorrow.
I was thinking the 'xact same thing.
Let's go talk about what sparkly costumes
we're gonna wear in our show.
Come on, partner.
Partner?
Yep, we're stuck together for life,
like bubble gum in hair.
Angelica and Susie are stucked together?
[gasping] Tommy, this is way bigger
than the backwards diapie.
Which technically is not so bad.
[grunting]
Floor cupcakes.
The bestest kind.
Is it someone's burfday?
No, this is for a Jewish holiday.
My mama's friend at work told me about it.
And then she gave me pretend coins
that are chocolate inside.
Maybe the holidays aren't scary after all.
You've even got a new potty.
I don't think that's a potty.
That's how you catch the Christmas bears.
Christmas bears? Is that a thing?
Oh, once again, you babies don't know anything
about everything, and you want me to explain it all.
[growling]
[howling]
Did Angelica just turn into a furry monster
and then run off?
That's no regular monster, Susie.
I once watched a movie with great-grandpa
where a man gotted a boo boo from a wolf.
And then when the moon was round,
he turned in into a werewolf.
Come on, moon. You couldn't of been square
just this once?
Poor Angelica.
Welp, may as well eat her candy.
I really missed you today.
What were we fighting about anyway?
I do not know.
Got any more of that doggy food?
Thought you'd never ask.
[laughing]