-NARRATOR: One boy... -Yeah!
-NARRATOR: One worm. -You know it.
(GROANS)
(BEEPS)
NARRATOR: These are their adventures.
(ROARS)
(WHOOPING)
Sweet!
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Whoo!
All right, yeah. Pretty fun. Future-Worm.
(GRUNTING)
FUTURE-WORM: Boom! Hundred cans of cheese, dumped!
DANNY AND BUG: Sweet!
Let's blow this cheese ball sky-high!
(ALL CHEERING)
(BEEPING)
Wait! I totally forgot.
I'm supposed to visit Aunty Bitsy like right now.
Come on, we can cheese-bomb later.
Boring Bitsy on a Saturday?
I know it's weak, dude,
but we'll find a way to make it fun.
In what universe is sitting around
watching an old person fun?
Yeah, wouldn't you rather do something exciting?
Like stay and see a cheese-plosion?
-Cha-boom! -Yeah!
You know I would, guys, but Bitsy is family.
She ain't my family. I'm stayin'.
-Let's 'splode some cheese! -Whoo-hoo!
Fine. I can have a good time with my aunt all by myself.
I don't need you to have fun.
Oh, that so? Then I guess I'll see you later.
Maybe, or maybe not.
Maybe I'll have so much fun I don't want to come back.
Maybe I'll sleep here tonight!
Fine! Just do it then!
Fine! Maybe, uh... Maybe I will!
Ya-yeah!
All right. Fun stuff without Danny.
-Shouldn't be too hard at all. -(HUMMING)
How do ya work a detonator, again?
So, what do you wanna do?
I've got the entire day, sky's the limit!
Let's get crazy!
Oh, I'm fine just sitting here,
looking out the window.
Uh, yeah, that's the TV.
I know that,
but I can see the reflection of the window in my TV,
and this way I don't have to turn my chair around.
Oh, look. There goes that squirrel again.
Hmm, which button?
(MUMBLES)
Lousy piece of crud!
-Hmm, now what? -Whatever we want!
Whoa! I dig your style, kid. Let's get crazy!
-Let's do it! -(BOTH SHOUTING)
FUTURE-WORM: We're doing it!
There must be something fun we could do.
Shoot some hoops? Clog a toilet?
Turn a potato clock into a giant monster?
Thanks, but I'm fine right here.
(CHEWS NOISILY)
(GROANS) This looks like a job for...
Robo-Carp!
Robo-Carp, entertain us!
Entertaining! Entertaining! Entertai...
Great gout!
Oh, I need some lemon juice and vinegar to get this out.
Weak...
Ta-da!
This thing rules! Let's go!
-(TUTTING) I'm driving! -Aw, what?
No fair. Just 'cause I don't have driving arms.
-Hang on! -(FUTURE-WORM YELLING)
BUG: What now, lamppost!
-Stupid fence! -(GRUNTING)
Wait! You're not gonna, like,
make us go back and clean all that junk up later
-like Danny does, are you? -(LAUGHS)
(FUTURE-WORM YELLING)
Are you?
(LAUGHS) Clean? Yeah, right!
I gotta tell Danny how hard this rules!
Fyootch! You called to say you're sorry, huh?
-Apology accepted! -Nope! Acceptance rejected.
Just wanted you to know
I'm having the most fun ever with Bug!
BUG: Yes!
Bring along Bitsy and come rage with us!
Uh, yeah, I can't, I'm...
(SNORING)
having too much fun over here! Yeah, dude! Whoo!
All right. Your loss!
(SIGHS)
-So, is Danny coming back? -Uh, who needs him?
Let's wreck stuff!
(BOTH YELLING)
(YELLING)
(GROANS)
(ROARING)
(DOGS BARKING)
(GRUNTING)
(GASPS AND GRUNTS)
(BOTH YELLING)
(VOMITING)
(GROANING)
BUG: Get up, worm!
What are you, a wuss or somethin'?
Wuss? Who're you callin' a... Aw, my abs.
Aw, crud. I recognize that ship.
All that mayhem must've put us on their bird-dar.
Oh! Alien encounter!
What? No, no, no... Don't. Shh!
Some fish guy from my future past
put a bounty on my head
and these dodos are here to collect.
I'm wiped out, so let's try to lay low...
Hey, kid? Kid! Kid!
Hey, dodos! Come and get some!
Kid, what are you doing?
It's the worm! We found him.
(SQUAWKING)
Don't worry, Fyootch! I'll show 'em a thing or two!
This thing! And this, too!
Maybe you and me together we can, uh...
-MAN: Dinner time, Bug! -Oops, gotta go!
It's hot dog casserole night. My favorite!
Bye, Future-Worm! Bye, bird people!
I love your bionic beaks!
What? Cast aside for casserole?
Danny never would've bailed on me like that...
Except when he bailed on me like that.
And so, Future-Worm is a solo act again.
Oh, hey, Derik. Trace, Zonk. Lookin' good, guys!
Take him!
Wait, I'm not ready!
(SIGHS)
Huh?
Who's this crazy character?
Oh, that's Amazing Ape, my childhood friend.
Whoa! Cool!
Wait. Who's this awesome kid that looks like you?
-It is me! -Seriously?
Hot air balloons are sick!
Actually, it was
an experimental cold air balloon
and I had to crash-land it!
I never should have let Amazing Ape
talk me into chasing after those goat thieves.
Amazing Ape can talk?
An ape, talk? (CHUCKLES)
Don't be silly.
He communicates through a highly sophisticated
system of phonetically-adapted grunts.
Oh.
I never did figure out how he took that photo.
(FUTURE-WORM GRUNTING)
Shall we finish this, worm?
Nah, I'm good. You got me.
I just got one last request.
Let me call my best bud. His name's Danny.
He's a jerk.
Ha! If your comrade wanted to help you,
he would be here by now.
(SQUAWKS)
Ugh! Human-worm relationships can be so fickle.
Not like me and mirror-bird.
Who is that wonderful, mysterious mirror-bird?
Yeah, uh, anyway, uh...
I just want to, uh, tell him goodbye, if that's cool.
Ha! I recall the days when you weren't such a softie.
Go ahead, call your momma and cry.
(ALL LAUGHING)
Hello! You've got Danny's voicemail!
I can't come to the phone because
I'm having the most fun ever with my wacky aunt!
-Peace out, suckers! -(GROANS)
-Oh. Totally embarrassing. -Harsh, man.
Mirror-bird would never do that.
(SQUAWKS)
And so we hitched a ride with the Swedish ambassador
and six months later,
Amazing Ape got a bill in the mail
for the overdue library book!
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Wow, you guys were an awesome team!
What kinda stuff do you two do now?
Oh... We're not, um...
We haven't spoken in years.
What? Why not?
We went out one night
and couldn't agree where to eat.
I wanted the Macaroni Table and he wanted the TGI Falafel.
Heated words were exchanged...
We went our separate ways and haven't talked since.
No! One disagreement can't ruin a lifetime of friendship!
You guys have to reunite!
No. We should have patched it up years ago.
It's too late for us.
Too late? Oh, no, I gotta call Fyootch!
Yo. Welcome to the Fyootchmail experience.
Um, got captured by bird bounty hunters
who're gonna bounty me up or whatever.
Wish my best friend was here.
But he's not, so, probably won't call you back
'cause I'll be, you know, not alive. Late!
No! Fyootch!
Bird bounty hunters? (CLICKING TONGUE)
They're the worst.
Don't worry, Ape and I have tangled with them before.
Follow me.
-Whoa! -Help yourself, dear.
Just don't take the electric nunchucks,
you need a permit for those.
-Thanks, Aunt Bitsy! -Have fun, dearie!
There's an early bird/worm pun
I could say right now but I'll spare you.
Yeah, well, then no snappy comeback.
Taxidermy? Come on, that's a bogus exit, man.
Yes, the bounty said alive,
but they'll never know the difference.
-(BOTH LAUGHING) -(GASPING)
Danny!
Eat cage, fools!
Fyootch!
Glad you showed up!
The day really tanked without you!
-Aw, I missed you, too, buddy! -DERIK: Nice reunion.
But this isn't over.
Set a course for Ultra-Major Six.
Once in space,
the two of you will be trapped with no way to escape!
Not if we can get to that lunch box, we won't!
Dang! Why did I say that out loud?
Now we're hosed!
Not yet! I've got a plan!
Can you stall 'em, Fyootch?
You know it! (SPITS)
Lock and load me!
You think some weapons are going to... (GASPS)
(YELLING)
(NARRATOR READING)
-(ALL GROANING) -Nice work, Fyootch!
That gave me just enough time to pull together...
This parachute quilt! Ba-bam!
Whoa! Where'd you get that?
I made it! I picked up
some mad quilting skills from my auntie!
Oh! You gotta teach me.
After we blast these foolios into a black hole!
-(LAUGHS) -COMPUTER: Ten, nine,
-eight, seven, six... -(ALL GASP)
-Later, suckas! -Whoo-hoo!
-Stop the ship! -I'm trying!
-Help me, mirror-bird! -COMPUTER: ...zero.
-(LAUGHING) -(WHOOPING)
Wow. That was crazy.
Hey, Danny. Uh, how to say this, uh...
Fun just isn't as fun without you.
Let's never split up over some dumb disagreement ever again.
I know, right?
Sorry I got upset that you wanted to stay here.
I should have gone with you, man.
Even if it was going to be totally boring.
I should've had your back. That's what friends do.
Thanks, Fyootch.
You want to use the lunch box and go back
to spend the day together at Aunt Bitsy's?
Nah, we're good. Wanna blow up that cheese ball?
Thought you'd never ask.
DANNY: Boom!
Aw, they did it without me!
NARRATOR: Future-Worm!
(MEGAN SIGHS)
Hmm...
Aw, what's wrong, Mom?
Did those talking Sally Six Legs dolls
take over the toy factory again?
No, they've all been, um, "retired," thank goodness.
I'm just bummed out that the bosses shot down
my latest pitch.
I thought people who play solitaire might be lonely,
so they could use a solitaire-playing robot
-for company. -That's genius!
That's what I thought!
But the bosses thought "Soli-Terry"
was a "soli-terry-ible" idea.
You oughta throw some laser cannons on.
Then it'll sell itself.
Or maybe you just need to turn that frown upside down
with a high five!
Oh, thanks, Danny.
You always know how to make me feel better.
Oh! Idea happening!
Oh, gah, it's happening too fast. I need my toolbox!
(MUTTERS)
Pliers!
Behold, the Forever Five!
There to give you an uplifting high five
whenever and wherever, forever!
Whoa! Genius!
Yeah, okay, all right, pretty clever.
'Cause who doesn't love a high five?
Megan? Danny?
Come on, don't leave me hanging here.
(ALL YELLING)
A black-and-white planet?
(SPITS) Pretty lame gimmick.
Yeah. (SIGHS)
Sorry. And sorry about the whole zapping you
to an alien world thing.
I'm Ennuisha. Princess of Monochromion.
My people are like, super bummed.
Like, all the time. And I am, too, obvi,
so we've been sorta monitoring
your relatively happy world and...
Teleported us here 'cause you saw the Forever Five,
thought it was an genius way
to spread cheer and want us to mass produce them to save you
from crippling despair?
Mmm-hmm. Yeah.
Thanks for summarizing that so quickly.
So, Earth scientist,
will you, like, save us from despair?
(EXCLAIMS EXCITEDLY)
-Yes! -(GROANS)
Man, look at this, Fyootch!
This guy's frown is bonkers!
The bummer-ness is already crushing me, D.
We better build a giant fist and smash outta here before...
No, Fyootch!
Only we can turn their upside down smiles
into upside down frowns.
Show 'em how you spread the posi-vibes, Mom!
Good thing Ennuisha gave me this replicator ray.
'Cause I'd love to get home
in time to return Dad's high five.
Uh, I think the blood drained out of my arm.
I'm getting light-headed.
Replicator ray, replicate!
Oh, I can't wait to see Ennuisha's face
light up with joy!
(MOANING)
Are you still... 'Cause I thought...
Did something go wrong? If it's slapping too hard
I can recalibrate the radio torsion servos...
Look, I have zero idea what you're saying.
I just know my people are still super bummed,
but now their hands are all blistery, too.
(CRYING)
(SCREAMING)
Oh, no. I need to make this right.
See? Bummed.
Come on, D.
The only hope left for these sad sacks is a giant asteroid.
Maybe Fyootch is right, Mom.
About leaving. Not about the asteroid part.
Oh, wait! Um, yeah.
I'm sorry, but I can't let you leave.
Yeah. At least not until you've created a device
that will bring happiness to my people. Sorry.
Aw, man...
This got weak, fast.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
No need to bring robot armies into this!
I can make it right!
No. You can't.
Place is just a bottomless pit of misery.
And I've had enough!
(GRUNTING)
Fyootch!
Argh! You must be tickling me,
Argh!
'Cause I can't... Argh!
So, now that there's threats
and stakes or whatever, will you...
Yes! We'll try again!
Please. And don't disappoint us.
Life has done that enough already.
Yeah, yeah, all right. Keep it about you, crybaby.
Argh!
(MEGAN SIGHING)
Oh, cheer up, Mom.
The Forever Five is a solid invention,
but Princess what's-her-name and her people
are just too mopey to be cheered up by a robot.
Even a super rad one.
Maybe you're right, Danny.
And thanks for always making me smile.
I should go tell Ennuisha
to adopt some kittens and send us home.
-Kittens cure everything. -Phew!
Finally! I can't take another second of this.
Listen up. If we're gonna get by the sentries,
we gotta build that...
-We gotta build that thing. -What thing?
-The Five-Finger Death Fist! -Whoo! Death Fist!
Boo-ya! Who's tasing me now, huh?
Whoa! No wonder they're all Negative Nellies and Neds.
They're in prison.
Then I say we bust 'em out!
Sweet!
(LAUGHING)
(BOTH WHOOPING)
(BOTH CHEERING)
(LAUGHING)
Stop!
Why are you destroying my people's homes?
Uh... 'Cause it's fun?
Uh... What?
Hold up. You all live in tiny cells, alone?
They're "pods" and yes.
The ancient texts prohibit us from cohabitating
and warn that any physical contact between us
will destroy the world as we know it.
Man, this place gets worse every second.
I think I know what you need.
You said you would do anything to save your people,
right, Ennuisha?
Then give me five, sister.
Oh!
(GASPING)
What? How?
Sometimes, all it takes is a hug
or a high five to brighten your day.
You don't need robots to make you happy.
You just need each other.
Don't be shy, little guy. Up top!
Yeah! Spread the love!
All right, you got a red there, a blue,
a couple of other ones.
Whoa! Psychedelic salvation!
The text was right.
Touching did destroy the world as we know it,
but it gave birth to a much happier one.
How can we ever repay you?
Uh, seriously? You have to ask?
(SIGHS)
Dad! Aw, missed you, dude!
-Oh, we love you. -Oh, thank goodness!
Where were you guys?
Helping show some lonely people
the only thing we need to be happy is each other.
Hey, come on! We tore around on a giant
fist wrecking stuff, too.
Showed 'em who's boss is more like it.
Bunch of mopes.
NARRATOR: Future-Worm!
Optical illusions rule!
Yeah, I don't trust 'em.
Cool! This one looks like a fish.
That's a pig if I've ever seen one.
And I've seen plenty.
Quit messin', Fyootch. It's a fish!
No way.
Mmm, maybe it's the lighting.
Still a pig, now and forever.
Upside down pig.
Quit playing! It's a downside up fish.
BOTH: Fish.
Aw, I love you.
I love you, too. It's meant to be.
Sweet! That's three to one for fish.
Got some farmers over here all sayin' pig.
No way. Fine, let's ask everybody we know!
Well, if I'm right, you gotta kiss a real pig on the lips.
Oh, yeah!
And If I'm right, you have to kiss a fish.
On the butt!
Deal.
CROWD: (CHANTING) Fish, fish, fish!
(FUTURE-WORM WHISTLES) Hey, everybody, it's pig time!
CROWD: (CHANTING) Pig, pig, pig!
Fish, pig, fish, pig!
Okay. 377 to 377.
A tie? What now?
There's only one way to settle this.
Go so far into the future we reach the end of time
where all information has collapsed into a singularity?
You know it.
O wise and all-knowing End of Time, reveal thyself!
We come seeking your wisdom.
We have a question.
Sure. You guys wanna chill here a while?
I was about to make a vegan grilled cheese sandie.
You want one? They're delicious.
Mmm-mmm. You don't even miss the dairy.
These are truly the pinnacle of yumminess,
O great End of Time.
So, back to our question.
Yeah, dude. Is this is a fish or a pig?
Hey, man, it's an optical illusion.
Like, ambiguity is the whole point.
It's what you wanna see, man.
Mmm, I want to see more of these sandwiches.
What? But it can't be both!
(GROANS)
(SQUEALING)
Uh, okay, Your Majesty, or whatever.
You gotta pick one or the other.
Whatever, man. This is stupid anyway.
Fine, it's a... (BLOWING RASPBERRY)
It's a pig.
-Aw, man. -Boo-ya!
Straight from the End of Time!
Hey, End of Time. Conjure up a pig, please.
-(SNORTS) -Pucker up.
(GROANING)
(CHUCKLES) Nice.
Oh, snap, y'all.
Now that I look at it, it's a fish.
-What? But you said... -Too late!
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)