♪ 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 ♪
♪
[ Grumbling ]
[ Kisses ]
Huh, boots.
- Hey! - Hmm?
You remember yesterday? Day two of life on this planet?
Mm-hmm.
Back when things were really cool?
Yeah! Before all these bears showed up
and started eating all the ferns!
[ Chomps ]
Aah! Oh, jeez.
Hey! Who do you think you are?
[ Gulps ] Protector of this island.
We are the island!
You're the island's hair. I'm just giving you bangs.
You should feel lucky.
[ Swallows ]
Not everybody can pull off bangs.
[ Yawns ]
[ Sighs ]
What are we gonna do!
Oh, I don't know. Live underground?
Grow spikes?
I know I've said this before, and I've been shot down,
but I am gonna say it again.
Let's give up!
Whoa! What's that?
All: [ Gasp ]
[ Crying ]
Just kidding. I'm Barb. I'm 60. What's up?
Ahh, she's here!
Our savior is here!
A savior? Is that what I am?
Great!
I like you guys.
So, I'll save you.
All: Hooray!
- You! - Sir?
Tell me what the problem is.
Bears are eating us, sir!
And you, tell me what a bear is.
Well, uh, it's not a gorilla,
and it's not a flamingo.
I'm gonna stop you there.
I don't know what any of that stuff is.
I was just born. remember?
Okay, a bear it's the biggest thing on this island.
It's shaggy and extremely rude.
You'll know it when you see it.
Got it.
All right, you fernies, hold tight.
Oof!
Dreadfully sorry! My fault, excuse me!
Well, aren't you gonna say sorry, too?
Ask if I'm okay?
Oh, okay, a little rude.
Oh!
Big, shaggy,
extremely rude.
Bear! Ah!
Oh! Bear! Oh! Ooh! Bear!
Bear, bear, bear, bear! Bear!
- What are you doing? - You like it?
I call it an "undercut."
No, I mean, what are you doing?
That's not a bear!
What? This thing is brutal!
It's a tree!
- You think I'm brutal? - Whoa!
Why didn't you say something before?
- I'm shy. - Barb!
Enough fraternizing with trees.
Bears!
Okay, guys, I gotta level with you.
I don't know what I'm doing.
I was born with the confidence of a thousand bears
but the wherewithal of a thousand blueberries.
You saw me. I popped out of a flower.
Nothing but the clothes on my front
and this weird purse on my back.
Hey Barb, what is that on your back?
I don't know.
But it's filled with these feathers with pointy ends.
That's not a purse. It's a quiver!
Those are arrows! You must be a hunter.
A hunter? What's that?
A person who gets rid of bears.
[ Laughing ]
Oh, dang, that's dark!
You were the one born with a quiver of arrows.
Okay, my fate is sealed.
Whoo-hoo!
Wahoo!
[ Whistles ]
What's going on?
This is our friend, Kudzu.
They're not from around here but they cover a lot of ground.
They'll take you to the bears.
Well, why didn't they just do that the first time
before I spent all that time fightin' a tree?
[ Chewing loudly ]
Wow, yep, huge.
Not as big as a tree, though, that was misleading.
Ahhh! Ahhh!
[ Snoring ]
[ Gasps, growls ]
In addition to being big, shaggy, and rude,
I'd add they are also clumsy, hungry, and irritable.
I wonder what I'm supposed to do with this.
Using the pointy end seems kinda harsh.
Hmm.
How should I use this?
[ Laughs ] Ooh, that tickles!
Oh, wait! I got an idea.
Hmm? [ Laughs ] Stop, stop!
Hey, zip it.
What'd you say? Don't tickle me then!
What's the matter with you? [ Grunts ]
Ah.
[ Sighs, crying ]
They're gone.
You got rid of the bears!
Oh, I did, huh? Maybe I am a hunter.
A hunter for breaking down systematic injustices
from within!
Sure!
[ Whistles ]
I'll be taking my "leaf" now.
I must return and tell of my victory. Later!
- Whee! - Whoo, Barb!
The huntress! Our savior!
Wow, they're rooting for me.
Thank you!
[ Growling ]
Ah! Aah!
Aah!
Ah, ah!
Hey, no smooching!
Ah!
[ Screams ]
Oh, no.
- Barb! - It's her fault.
What's she doing here?
- Boo. - Boo!
Barb! The bears are even more irritable than before!
Now the whole island is in peril!
What have you done?
I can fix this!
No, all you do is make things worse.
You must leave.
Barb, you are to go to the only place on this island
where no fern resides.
A place where you won't cause any more destruction.
- To the mountain! - Yeah!
- Please, I -- - Exile!
All: Exile! Exile! Exile!
[ Groans ]
Oh, Barb, can't you do anything right?
Hmm, it's kinda cool that I refer to myself like that.
I'll call it, talking in the third person!
Hey, exile! Keep it movin'.
Shoo, shoo!
[ Exhales ]
Wow, gorgeous!
Thank you! I'm Olf! One lonely fern.
Whoa, hey!
They told me there were no plants up here.
Who told you that? Was it Polly?
Did she say that? Wow, all right, okay.
I'm not surprised. Some fronds they are.
Ah, sorry, and you are?
Well, I was told I was a savior but I goofed it up.
Then they said I was a hunter and I messed that up even more!
Now they have exiled me to this mountain
because I destroyed this beautiful island.
[ Eating loudly ]
Stupid Barb!
[ Echoing ] Stupid Barb! Stupid Barb! Stupid Barb!
Don't you think it's unfair to beat yourself up like that?
You're already battling so much, why fight yourself, too?
There must be some things within yourself that you like.
What are your strengths?
My strengths? Ah!
I can hang upside down and punch like this.
And with this feather, rather than harm,
I repurposed it to disarm.
And! Barb can speak in third person!
In fact, she spoke it into existence herself.
That's it!
Everyone's been telling me who I am, but I am new!
I'm something that's never existed before!
I'm supposed to come up with other things
that have never existed before!
I call it "Newing"!
Never existed wonder I'm now generating.
"Newing"!
That's a great name! Can't improve on that.
That a challenge? I call it "Inventing"!
Which stands for -- in new versions
everything -- nevermind, no.
I am Barb, and I am an inventor!
[ Echoing ] Ventor! Ventor! Ventor!
Whoa! - And you're clumsy.
Mind your own beeswax, Olf! Oh, sorry, Olf.
That was rude of me.
[ Stomach grumbles ] Oof.
I'm clumsy, I'm irritable, and I'm hungry.
I probably just need to close my eyes for eight to 10 hours.
[ Gasps ]
I know just the invention to help those bears.
[ Growling, shouting ]
Huh, uh, boots.