-Morning, campers. -Morning, Lou.
[ALL GASPING]
Nobody's ever said it back before.
Just wanted to see what would happen.
And you folks did not disappoint.
Anyway, we're having a fundraiser for our camp's annual Midsummer Party,
because we may be only halfway through camp,
but we are all the way through our party budget. Any ideas?
Oh, hey, look, it's, um...
Dante, counselor from Walrus cabin.
Dante, of course.
The growth of this camp has not at all affected
my ability to remember everyone, Dante.
Well, what if we do a fundraiser where campers can buy cookies,
add a message in icing,
and send them to whoever they want?
BOTH: That is such a great idea.
Sorry. You go.
What was that?
I can be positive about stuff, like the rest of you losers.
So, you're saying I can order a cookie,
put a big question mark on it
and get it sent to Matteo?
-Why a question mark? -And why me?
You like a good mystery.
You'll never guess who sent it.
-Wouldn't it be you? -Dang it, you're good.
Well, this idea is about as tasty
as Chris Evans in a cable knit sweater.
So, who wants to join the cookie committee?
You're volunteering to make cookies?
What? I like snickerdoodles.
Do you like snickerdoodles or Dante-doodles?
Why would I be interested in a guy
who is smart, and athletic,
and currently has one of my favorite books in front of him?
I mean, gross.
Why is there a question mark carved in my oatmeal?
The game is afoot.
[WHISTLES] ♪ Kikiwaka, Kikiwaka
♪ Kikiwaka, Kikiwaka
Hey, Parker. How are you liking
your newly right-side-up RV?
I'm so pumped you got her fixed.
She's not in pain anymore.
Listen, I wanted to ask you for a favor.
Yesterday, a family of possums got into my cabin,
put holes in the waterbed, flooded the place.
Even for possums, it was quite rude.
Wait. Possums are real?
With those crazy little faces?
This is a bit, right? I'm on camera.
Anyhoo, mind if I bunk with you in that huge RV
while my cabin gets fixed?
Hmm. Never had to share the RV with a friend before.
Unless you count my bathroom attendant.
But Tim made it clear he was not.
So, what do you say?
You know what? Let's give it a shot.
Yay. Thank you.
Yeah, sure thing.
Whenever you're all packed up, just feel free to head on...
Sure, I'll let myself in. See you at home.
[GRUNTS]
Why?
It's my Midsummer Party theme idea.
Our cabin needs to submit one soon,
so Lou can choose her favorite.
And is your theme idea jarring and smelly surprise?
No, Matteo.
Jarring and smelly surprise was the theme of my birthday.
For the Midsummer Party, I want to have a camp-wide pillow fight.
I was actually thinking of a different idea.
Picture this.
Glow-in-the-dark dance party.
We can use this bioluminescent algae I found in the lake.
It's either that or radioactive medical waste,
but I do love a dangerous puzzle.
Maybe you just didn't get my idea.
Let me pitch it again.
Finn! What is happening here?
We both have a different Midsummer Party theme
for our cabin to submit to Lou.
Oh, I had an idea, too.
But you guys are the campers,
so I'll hear both of you out.
And nurturing your creativity is on my vision board.
Right next to "make a vision board." [CHUCKLES]
Man, I'm killing it.
Hey, have you seen...
-Dante? -No.
Okay. Yes.
Wow. You've got it bad.
I do not have it bad.
If I actually liked Dante, I'd be trying to impress him.
Like how you look a little extra pretty today.
This tinted lip balm has nothing to do with him.
But thank you for noticing. The color is gooseberry.
Hey, Dante!
Is it hot in here or is it just all the baking?
Nope.
Oh, here, let me help you with that.
Oh, careful. Those are heavy.
It's nothing.
I do this stuff all the time.
[GRUNTS]
Are you okay?
[STRAINED] Never better.
[COUGHS]
[OVEN TIMER DINGS]
You know what? Let me just go grab those cookies for you.
Oh, wait. Don't grab that.
[TRAY SIZZLING]
Wow. How are you holding those?
They just came out the oven.
[HIGH-PITCHED] Did they? I can't even tell.
Maybe a tad warm.
What are you doing?
I'm fine. Just give me a minute.
Looks like I'm gonna have to take matters into my own hands.
[AVA SCREAMING]
Especially since mine are the only ones that work now.
Whoa. What's all this?
Hey, roomie. It took me an hour at the claw machine,
but I finally won that watch with the bananas on it.
Jealous?
You do realize you can just open up the door and take stuff, right?
Nonsense. She must be earned.
And this is your office now?
Yeah. I really love working out of this massage chair.
It's like all those tiny mechanical fingers
are patting me on the back, saying, "You can do it, Lou.
"And if you can't,
"that tractor-racing scout did give you his business card."
You seem to be getting really comfortable here.
I feel really comfortable here.
I've got a lot done. I think I'm gonna hit the steam room.
Hey, you wanna go bowling later
at that alley you've got upstairs?
Maybe around three bananas?
-Uh, sure. -Great. Then it's a date.
What is that for?
Oh, it's for the steam room.
I hope you don't mind,
but the aroma therapy scent I prefer is...
hay.
Hey. What's with the pillow?
It's Lou's.
I took it from her cabin for a presentation I'm doing later.
I think this little pillowcase will really class up my farting pillow.
Hey, how did the director's cabin look?
I'm surprised the repair people let you in.
What do you mean? The cabin's fine.
Or as fine as it can be with those curtains paired with that rug.
Certainly not Camp Chic-iwaka.
Wait. If the director's cabin is fine,
then why is she living with me in my RV,
and spending all of her time there,
and getting so comfortable
that she invites me to go bowling in my own alley?
It's just not done.
Oh.
What? Do you know something I don't?
Like this possum thing everyone was keeping from me.
Well, Lou moved in for a fake reason,
and wants to spend all of her time with you?
Parker, I think she wants to spend all of her time with you.
What are you saying?
Oh, Parker, so young,
so Canadian.
Lou has a crush on you, ya hoser.
No way! Really?
Parker, I know things.
I dated a lawnmower for a whole afternoon.
Okay, I'm gonna go ahead and assume
the other adults in your life handled that appropriately.
[SWITCH CLICKING] Why is it dark in here?
The light's not working.
Matteo, did you plug in all your hair tools at the same time again?
[SOOTHING INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]
MATTEO: Welcome.
Imagine if you will, the place, Kikiwaka.
The time, midsummer.
The party, now.
[DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]
I give to you my glow-in-the-dark party theme,
brought to you by bioluminescent algae
with a possible assist from radioactive medical waste!
The tests were inconclusive.
Wow. All this does look super cool.
You're not winning me over.
This beat is just irresistible.
So, you pick my idea?
Is this the theme we're gonna submit?
We would if the party was at night
instead of the middle of the afternoon, outside.
Oh, right.
[MUSIC STOPS]
Matteo, don't be sad.
We can still use this stuff inside in the dark by ourselves.
Never mind. That's actually really sad.
[AVA GRUNTING]
Ava, are you okay?
Ava is gone.
She died of embarrassment back in the mess hall.
Argh, I can only imagine what Dante thinks of me.
[SHRIEKS]
And my hands still hurt.
Oh, don't worry.
I think you'll know what he thinks of you soon enough.
Why?
Because I did something.
What?
I sent Dante a cookie from you.
And what did it say?
Please tell me it was "I have no feelings about you, random co-worker."
"I like you a lot. I think we're a batch made in heaven."
No."You are a dream crumb true."
No, no.
"So let's bake this happen. From Ava."
No, no, no!
How dare you do that without my permission?
I had to, after watching you implode back there.
It seemed like you just needed a little help.
Destiny, I told you I was not ready for this.
You were never going to be ready.
I'm sorry, but you're amazing,
and you deserve to be with someone who makes you happy.
That...
is very true.
But it was still wrong.
And the puns, Destiny. Why the puns?
[SHRIEKS]
I keep forgetting.
[ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]
[SOFTLY] Oh, man, it's happening.
I'm her lawnmower.
Oh, hey. I hope you're hungry.
I just wanted to say thank you for letting me stay here.
There is a ton of rotisserie chicken coming your way
once it's done rotisser-ing.
Looks like you put a lot of effort into this.
Well, I have to say, I'm really enjoying my time rooming with you.
Lou, is there something you want to tell me?
Maybe about why you wanted to move in
or something you're feeling, not quite ready to admit?
What? Of course not.
Hey, would you look at the time.
The bananas say it's bowling o'clock,
and the bananas wait for no man, so come on.
Wow. Finn was right.
Before you know it, she'll be buying me a banana ring.
Mr. Lambert, Mr. Silva, thank you for coming.
Well, we live here.
Yeah. And I just came to get a swimsuit.
[READING]
A pillow, by itself,
just a simple place to lie your head,
or perhaps muffle the farts.
No judgements.
Yes, judgements!
But when you briskly apply that pillow to a friend,
it becomes magic!
And when you apply many pillows to many friends,
it becomes a camp-wide pillow fight.
Midsummer Party, you have been themed.
Thank you for coming to my Finn talk.
Both of my little grizzlies are getting so theatrical.
You can't seriously be considering this.
It's just a pillow fight.
Nuh-uh.
Behold my latest Finnovation.
The Pillow-pult.
Leave everything you think you know about pillow catapults behind.
BOTH: Done.
To demonstrate, I will fire this pillow across the room.
Whoa, whoa, whoa! The Pillow-pult looks like an outside thing.
Again?
I'm stopping you before we lose any more decor.
We care about our aesthetic here.
This isn't Lou's cabin.
You know, Steve Jobs didn't have to put up with this small mindedness
when he invented jobs!
Dante.
I wanted to talk to you.
Me, too.
I got your cookie, and I was...
That cookie was not for you.
-Oh. -Yeah, Destiny messed up,
and sent my cookie to the wrong guy.
Right, Destiny?
That's right.
I really messed it all up. I am the worst.
So you don't have to worry about me liking you,
or in any way hoping to bake this happen.
Puns.
Okay?
Okay, uh...
You don't like me. Glad we cleared that up.
Well, I have to run to the store.
We're hearing the blue icing tastes like tires.
Ava, are you... I don't wanna talk about it.
Let's just go do the dumb cookie thing.
[PILLOW-PULT FIRING]
NOAH: Finn, I said no more Pillow-pult!
[RETCHING] Ugh! Yup. Tires.
Ava.
I shouldn't have sent that cookie to Dante.
I had no right to speak for you.
And I promise it'll never happen again.
-Thank you. -But you need to woman up.
Well, that took a turn.
You're scared to put yourself out there
because you might get rejected.
But you don't always have to be such a tough cookie.
Really? Still with the cookie puns?
Sorry.
I think I have a genius for it.
Anyway, just tell Dante you like him.
Otherwise, you'll always regret it and wonder what if.
But what if I do and then I get hurt?
More hurt than getting crushed by a bag of flour?
More hurt than burning your hands?
And I know what probably hurt most of all
was telling the guy you like that you don't like him.
It only hurt slightly more than the hand thing.
Hey, Dante.
Um, I wanted to tell you something... again.
I lied.
I do like you.
The cookie was right, although I would not have used that many puns.
It's the lowest form of comedy.
Um, you don't have to like me back.
I just wanted to tell you and put myself out there.
It's funny you should say that,
'cause after I got your cookie,
I made you one, too.
I was kind of bummed after what you said,
so there are a few "eating my feelings" bites missing.
"Ava, I like you, too.
"My day is always batter when I see you."
Well, in my defense, I thought you were really into puns when I wrote it.
Dante, thank you.
Do you want to come to the Midsummer Party with me?
I'd love to dough with you.
Sorry. It's hard to turn it off.
I know, right?
I can't believe I finally bowled a perfect 300.
And thank you again, Parker.
You being there made it count.
Maybe you got such a great score
because you were trying to impress me.
Or maybe it's because I spent all of middle school
on an elite bowling team with my nana.
Come on, Lou. How long are we gonna dance around this?
I know your cabin isn't trashed.
Why don't you just come out and say
why you're really staying with me?
Okay, fine. I'll admit it.
I thought I could hide my real feelings, but...
[SIGHS]
I love...
your RV.
-Come again? -Your RV, it completes me.
And I honestly never thought I'd feel this way again after my first tractor,
but life had other plans.
[SIGHS] I thought you liked me.
I mean, what about that bowling date we just went on?
Bowling date?
I needed someone there to witness my perfect 300
for the Moose Rump Bowling Association.
That's why I said you being there made it count.
By the way, can I get your signature here on my scorecard?
But you set up this fancy lunch with candles.
I thought if I showed off my cooking skills, you'd let me stay here longer.
And these are citronella candles.
I was hoping you wouldn't notice,
but I left the door open and a bunch of mosquitoes got in.
This sweet lady deserves so much better.
And the romantic music?
[REMOTE CLICKS][ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYING]
That is your playlist.
Oh, yeah. This is "Smooth jams to comb my hair to."
[MUSIC STOPS]
After a week of living in this luxury RV,
going home to my little old cabin was kind of depressing.
But I'm a camp owner. I need to get back to roughing it.
This is all so wrong.
Even though it feels so right.
Well, I guess I misread this whole situation.
It's been a long day of thinking you were yet another casualty
of my Parker charm.
Or as I like to call it "Parm."
But you weren't, like, into my imaginary feelings for you, were you?
[CHUCKLES] 'Cause that would be ridiculous, right?
Of course. That's ridiculous.
Of course, yeah. Ridiculous.
Okay, well, I'm gonna head back to my cabin.
Oh, um, I will send for my hay.
Ridiculous.
Anyhoo.[ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYING]
Wow. I haven't seen you both this down
since the Olympics rejected chess
and Synchronized Snot Rockets on the same day.
We're disappointed our Midsummer Party ideas didn't work out.
Just like my dreams of Snot Rocket gold.
The grizzly cabin isn't out of ideas.
I still haven't shared mine.
What is it?
It just so happens the Midsummer Party falls on June 19th,
which is also a holiday -called Juneteenth. -What's that?
It celebrates the true end of slavery in 1865,
two years after the Emancipation Proclamation,
when enslaved people in Texas finally got the news that they were free.
Wow, I never knew about this.
And since I didn't know,
I assume Finn didn't either.
Hey! It's true, but I don't like your tone.
To be honest, I think a lot of people at camp don't know about Juneteenth,
which is why I would love to share it with everyone.
Well, I'm glad you told us.
I'm sure everyone else will be, too.
Yeah, I'm kind of sad that you guys let me run
with pond scum for so long.
Juneteenth has been celebrated for generations.
You eat red foods like red velvet cake and strawberry soda,
because red symbolizes resilience and strength.
In my family, we always have a barbecue.
This already sounds better
than Craig's "Celebration of Dandelions" idea.
[CHUCKLES]
It is "Craig," right?
And it's not just about the food.
It's about how the food brings people together
to celebrate something really important.
Plus, my family always finds a creative way
to show off the Juneteenth flag.
One year, we painted a mural.
Another year,
we found out my little cousin painted the dog.
[GASPS]
We're not painting dogs, Finn.
Anyway, Lou, if you agree,
I would love to bring Juneteenth to Camp Kikiwaka.
Noah, I love it.
Thank you so much.
I don't think I need to hear any other suggestions.
We've found our party theme.
Also, there will be a Pillow-pult.
No, Finn. I am not made of lamps.
Hey, Matteo. I really liked your reading
of the Emancipation Proclamation.
Finn, you pronounced it right!
Yeah, I did!
High five, Abra-jam Blinkin.
Noah, this is awesome.
I love all the red, white and blue.
The colors of the American flag,
to show that formerly enslaved people
and their descendants were and are American.
Well, I think we should celebrate Juneteenth as a camp every year.
That'd be awesome.
Good looking out, Noah.
This is actually my first Juneteenth barbecue,
and I've always wanted to go to one.
I'm glad.
Especially because we were this close to celebrating medical waste.
Well, I should go find my date. Wish me luck.
Good luck. And, hey, if he breaks your heart, you come to me,
so I can cheer you on while you destroy him without my help.
Because you're a self-reliant and powerful woman.
Thank you.
[MUNCHING] Hey.
[EXCLAIMS]
-Wow. -I know, right?
These ribs, out of this world.
Looks like it.
Can I get you a napkin?
Why? I have a shirt.
Hey, I noticed you were reading Granite Heavens earlier.
It's one of my favorites.
Can we talk about that, please?
Ew, that book?
I read it to my campers to help them sleep.
The best book I've ever read is a biography of my favorite monster truck,
[YELLING] Angry Michael!
BOTH: This isn't gonna work.
Ah.
Young love.
Makes me wanna text my ex-lawnmower.
Let's spend more time together, okay?
Destiny.
I'm so glad that you encouraged me to be vulnerable,
and it won't be the last time.
But I need you to make a cookie that says, "How dare you, Dante?
"Granite Heavens is a masterpiece."
You got it. It's going to be so much... pun
to bake him pay.
You know what? I'll just tell him.