♪ Magic is real here ♪
♪ Far away from home ♪
♪ Anything can happen ♪
♪ When witches make the rules ♪
♪ Monsters are cool ♪
♪ The moon is our friend ♪
♪ I wanna stay with you ♪
♪ On Summer Camp Island ♪
♪♪
-Thanks, Ava!
-Bye!
Oh, bye, you two!
Hope your mom likes her,
uh, cookie jar?
No! Bad yeti!
Vase!
It's a vase.
Oh, I can't wait
to surprise my mom with it
for her birthday!
She's gonna be surprised
when you tell her
it's a vase.
What?
Nothing.
Aah!
Hey!
Susie!
Hah!
I got a little water gun.
Also a job
for you two babies.
Ugh, Puddle and the King
are having their house
repainted.
I think I prefer the bubble gum
to the cotton candy.
I agree.
But for lunch today,
I prefer cotton candy
to bubble gum.
I agree!
And they asked to crash here
until Monday
with you two dummies.
Puddle and the King!
This should be fun!
Yeah,
plus I get to utilize
my advanced
hosting knowledge
bestowed on me
by the master host herself --
my Mom!
[ Glugging ]
They'll be here
in 20 minutes.
[ Spits ]
20 minutes?
I have to get back there
right now!
I have so much
to prepare!
Oscar:
Aren't you worried?
Hedgehog:
Meh, it's my cabin.
If they don't like it,
they can go somewhere else.
Darn it!
Hedgehog,
sometimes I almost like you.
[ Whooshing, beeping ]
See you tomorrow,
my love.
[ Both nuzzling ]
[ Timer ticking, dings ]
I'm done.
Perfect.
[ Knock on door ]
[ Gasps ]
Coming!
[ Gasping ]
♪♪
You have a door?
Puddle!
Oscar!
Good to see you, buddy.
Please,
let me take your bag.
Thank you!
Of co-- Ohh!
I like what you've done
with the old place.
[ Grunts ]
You've been here?
Oh, yeah.
We built these cabins.
Oh! [Chuckles nervously]
I did not know that.
Is it okay if I spread out
my stuff a bit?
I pack kind of heavy.
Puddle, please,
my cabin is your cabin.
You're free to use anything
you need,
but promise me --
No more worrying.
♪♪
[ Gasps ]
Don't break, don't break!
Close one.
Phew.
The guest knows best
and forget the rest!
Okay, since you're the guest,
Puddle...
Name is Puddle.
Pajamas.
...you get to choose
tonight's before-bed activity!
Hmm, just one?
[ Gasps ]
So greedy.
[ Both laugh ]
[ Ding! ]
Nom! Nom! Nom!
21, 22, 23...
Snakes, hands, ladders.
[ Both humming ]
♪♪
[ Both grunt ]
[ Both laugh ]
[ Ding! ]
[ Munching ]
[ Both grunting ]
♪♪
Puddle:
Whee! [ Laughs ]
[ Grunts ]
Aah!
[ Humming ]
[ Humming slowly ]
Yee-haw!
♪♪
[ Snores ]
♪♪
[ Light ding! ]
I haven't had this much fun
since one day ago!
Before that,
was two days ago.
I require this amount
daily.
Puddle,
what do you think of sleep?
Is sleep fun?
I love sleep.
But on our planet,
we call it disco naps.
Great,
let's do a disco nap!
Whoo!
[ Light switch clicks ]
[ Sighs ] Finally.
♪♪
Puddle?
[ Yawns ]
Is it time to play?
Aah!
♪♪
The guest knows best.
Forget the rest.
Hedgehog:
Come on, Oscar,
it's only
a couple more days.
Only?
What happened to your
superior hosting skills?
I know the theory!
It's like my mom
always says,
graciousness
before spaciousness.
I'm just not sure
I have the stamina
for Puddle's crazy energy.
[ Clears throat ]
If you ever wanna talk
about your mother, Oscar,
I am a licensed therapist.
♪♪
What if we swap
house guests,
like in one of those
family sitcoms?
I bet I can handle Puddle.
Yeah, that could work.
♪♪
Thanks for the ride,
Poppet!
What should we have
for dinner?
I don't know.
Gee, it looks like
a hospital in there!
Let's cook
at Oscar's place.
Okay.
Family sitcoms.
This is gonna work.
What happened here?
Yeesh.
Puddle: Hi!
We're making s'mores
for dinner,
but I think your oven
might be sick.
Blegh!
No more! Aah!
Okay, Puddle, King,
Hedgehog and I
have an idea.
Do you guys watch
family sitcoms?
Wait,
let's say our thing first!
I command you to kneel!
Okay.
With the power of cuteness
vested in me,
I hereby dub thee...
Boop!
...Sir Oscar,
the Great Host!
I'm a grade-ost?
I'm a great host!
Is this official?
Yes, Oscar,
it's a token of thanks,
for you truly know
how to treat
your guests like royalty.
Which is why I'm so excited
to stay with you and Puddle
in the fun cabin!
Whoo!
Whee! [ Laughs ]
Um, I told him
you probably wouldn't mind.
You don't mind, right?
The greatest host
suffers the most.
Give me a break.
Okay, Greatest Host,
no need to panic.
Mwah!
Just need a quick second
to yourself
to reset
your hosting skills.
Baths are unsanitary.
You should really
take showers!
Phone: Ring, ring, ring!
Uh-oh, better go see
who that is.
No towel?
Guess I'll just dry myself
with toilet paper.
Looks like
you're gonna have to line dry
like a gentleman!
Hmm. Oh!
Hmm-hmm!
Phone: Ring, ring, ring,
ring, ring, ring, ring, ring!
I'm coming!
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring,
ring, ring, ring, ring, ring!
Get back here!
My mom gets nervous
if I don't pick up
after three rings!
Ring, ring, ring, ring!
[ Grunts ]
Ring, ring, ring, ring!
Beep!
Sue:
Oscar! 26 1/2 rings?
I thought something
happened to you!
Aw, I can't stay mad
at my bubeleh.
How are you doing?
I'm good.
I just got a major award
for hosting,
but I feel like
there's all this pressure
to keep up the excellence.
How did you handle it
when you won your first medal?
Oh, honey,
I'm gonna share
with you one thing
that makes
all the difference.
Oscar: Hey!
-Hi, Sue!
-Puddle, is that you?
You know my mom?
Of course,
she calls 20 times a day.
Sue: Puddle, did you find
the extra toilet paper?
It's just
where you said it was!
[ Knock on door ]
Okay, Mom,
I'm gonna go!
Sue: That's fine.
I'll finish up with Puddle!
Oh, okay, bye.
Hey, Hedgehog!
Yeesh, are you okay?
Yeah, of course!
You haven't been
in the mess hall for two days,
so I brought you a waffle.
You seem tired.
Do you need some help?
My mom always did
everything herself.
I don't think the host
is allowed to get help.
Says who?
[ Exhales sharply ]
Social graces,
Hedgehog.
Social graces.
Hang in there!
Only one more day
till Monday!
Aah!
Are these my HROTRBMs?
King: Your what?
Hosting Rhymes on Tape
Read by Mom!
I guess so!
I thought they were blank.
I'm recording a love poem
for Puddle.
Your name is Puddle.
"P" stands for Puddle.
"U" stands for Uddle.
My mother's legacy.
[ Camera shutter clicks ]
I did it!
It's Monday morning!
I hosted to the fullest,
Hedgehog!
Congrats, Oscar.
Oh, Puddle and the King
must have brought me luggage
as a thank-you gift!
Huh?
These, uh, guys
must be here
to give me another
hosting award, right?
Uh, Puddle?
Puddle:
We invited some friends over!
King: You don't mind,
do you, Oscar?
[Chuckles nervously]
The more the merrier!
If no one leaves,
the host must grieve!
Oscar, get a clue!
If you're too good a host,
people will never leave!
My mom has seven sisters,
and not one of them's
stayed in our house
for longer
than 45 minutes.
If you want people to leave,
here's what you got to do.
You have to be
constantly vacuuming
and asking them
to lift their feet.
♪♪
[ Puddle laughs ]
Hedgehog: Make the temperature
super uncomfortable.
-Whoo-hoo!
-Ooh!
-Yeah! Whoo-hoo!
-[ Laughs ]
Hedgehog: Make them watch
your 12-hour play
about the guy
that invented the yo-yo.
Oscar: "More Ups and Downs"
isn't ready for an audience yet!
Exactly.
♪ Dream on the end
of a string ♪
♪ I send you away ♪
♪ You come back to me ♪
Ugh!
And that concludes Act 186.
Four more hours to go!
Four more hours of this?
[ All cheering ]
[ Rumbling ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Slow-motion ] No!
[ Vase shatters ]
[ Grunts ]
My mom's vase!
King, Puddle,
we need to go swimming!
[ Grunts ]
Shark!
[ Gasps ]
I need licensed therapy!
Oscar,
you've been doing a lot
of cooking and cleaning
for your guests,
but what you really need
is to do some emotional labor
for yourself!
[ Trumpet playing ]
Sometimes
the heaviest weight
is the expectations
we put on ourselves.
Tell Puddle the truth.
Ease your burden.
Puddle,
I like you staying --
Ugh, I can't!
Can my friend
Mr. Crocodopolis
say it for you?
Uh, I --
[ As Mr. Crocodopolis ]
I like spending time
with you guys,
but it's been days,
and I'm so tired.
I just want
the hosting to stop.
Oscar,
you should have said so!
The palace was ready
a week ago.
We were just hanging
at your place
'cause you're so fun
and accommodating.
[ Normal voice ]
Aww, I like spending time
with you guys, too.
You should come back...
[ As Mr. Crocodopolis ]
...In a few years.
Oscar:
[ Normal voice ] Bye!
Ahh, I can't wait
to finally relax.
Phone: Ring, ring, ring,
ring, ring, ring, ring, ring!
Go to voicemail, Phone!
Phone: Okay!
Puddle: Hello, Oscar,
it's Puddle!
The King actually
hates bubblegum
and wants to repaint
the castle
to the cotton candy!
We're looking
for someplace to crash
for a couple of days.
Uh, we're outside.
And we aren't kidding!
[ Laughs]
♪♪
[ Both nuzzling ]