♪
♪ Everyone sing
♪ Ba, ba, ba, ba
♪ Head in and dance with me
♪ Have fun and play with me
♪ And now it's time to stop
Narrator: Now this is one fine-looking school.
And while our heroes have never had a formal education,
it's never too late to teach young bears new tricks.
Anything scary out there?
Nah! Nothing scary out here!
Ice Bear fears nothing.
Yo, check it out! It's a bunch of other kids!
Yeah, but these kids seem...different.
♪ Hello ♪ Hello ♪ Hello
[ Screams ]
Are they, like, scientists or something?
Ice Bear thinks they're advanced scholars of high academia.
They don't look like macadamias to me!
Perhaps I can be of assistance.
[ Chimes ]
Together: Whoa!
Welcome to Intelligent Quotient Preschool,
or IQP,
a school for young super geniuses.
Whoa! Just like us!
Right.
I am Bleep Blorp, a cybernetic campus ambassador.
I was created by IQP's class president, Francis.
Buff.
Isn't he?
I'm Grizz,
and these handsome boys are my brothers.
So, this place is a school?
Affirmative. In addition to a top-notch education program,
IQP offers the best in accommodations.
To attend IQP, you must pass the entrance exam.
Do we need a number two pencil?
Not necessary. Initiating brain scan.
[ Both shouting ]
Scan complete!
How'd we do?
Inferior brains!
- Inferior?! - That's it?
Don't you wanna learn about our individual qualities?
No, brain scan instantly tells us
who is or is not good enough for IQP.
Ice Bear finds exam reductive.
Initiating brain scan.
[ Electricity crackles ]
So did he fail or...?
He passed,
With the highest scoring brain in IQP history.
[ Chuckles ] Nice, bro!
Even higher than that class president guy?
Affirmative.
I always knew you were a lil furry genius!
Well, he does take after us.
That's how that works right?
Ice Bear just got lucky.
You may now live at and attend IQP,
your new home!
But Ice Bear doesn't want to go without brothers.
This is a huge opportunity for you, man!
Don't worry about us.
We want you to spread your wings and fly
like the smart baby chickadee that you are -- cheep cheep!
I can give you a tour of IQP to help you decide.
Together: Yeah!
♪
This is an IQP classroom.
Grizz: Where are the teachers?
At IQP, the students are the teachers.
Progressive! Ooooh!
Is this cursive? Pretty.
Actually, we're trying to find the equation
for creating spontaneous wormholes!
Grizz: Spontaneous what holes?
Wormholes, Grizz. Worm.
We haven't figured it out yet
even though we've been working day and night.
♪
Stop! You're ruining our homework!
[ Indistinct murmuring ]
Ice Bear is done.
You did it!
You figured out the equation
for creating spontaneous wormholes!
[ All cheer ]
Way to go, lil bro!
I'm so proud.
Thank you so much for helping us!
If we get any grade lower than an A+++,
President Francis'll have us...expelled.
Ice Bear thinks that's unfair.
Yeah, you guys deserve better.
This Francis guy sounds scary!
Did somebody say my name?
[ Warbling ]
♪
Bleep Blorp: Good afternoon, creator.
I see you've completed your assignment.
Took you long enough.
Thought I'd have to open up a wormhole myself
and send you all back to diaper school.
[ Laughs ]
I don't hear laughing!
[ Nervous laughter ]
[ Sobs ]
Ha-ha-ha! Creator, that's hilarious!
Ha-ha-ha!
Hey, that joke wasn't funny.
Ugh, who let in these disgusting lab rats?
Hey! We're clearly bears, dude.
Ha! They can talk! How cute.
Maybe we can train them to pee on the newspaper!
[ Laughs ]
We don't pee on the paper!
We stopped doing that years ago!
[ Laughs ] You animals crack me up.
I mean, look at this one!
I can smell its single-digit IQ from here!
For your information, bub, our lil bro here
is the smartest person in this whole dang school!
Yeah.
Ha. Okay.
It's true!
Look! Boop-beep. Boop-bop-boop.
See? Pbht!
What?! That's impossible.
There must've been a flaw in the code.
Bleep Blorp: You wrote my code.
Then it must be something else.
I know C++ like the back of my hand.
Ice Bear would have used C sharp.
Better for advanced robotics.
[ Indistinct murmuring ]
Whatever!
This bear is not attending IQP.
Not as long as I'm class president.
Sorry, guys. You heard the class president.
You need to leave now.
Boop-beep-bop-boop!
Says here that if lil bro ran for class president,
he'd have a 99.9999% chance of winning.
Then he could free you guys from Francis's tyrannical reign!
[ Chanting ]
Ice Bear for president!
- Ice Bear for president! - Enough!
I challenge you!
- What? - What?
I challenge you to a good ol' fashioned science contest.
Whoever has the best invention can be class president.
Ice Bear doesn't think --Help us...please.
Please save us from this endless turmoil!
Ice Bear accepts your challenge.
♪
Okay. We're gonna go get some apple juice!
Have fun science-ing!
May the best brain win!
Oh, the best brain is gonna win, alright.
Heh-heh-heh-heh!
[ Bell rings ]
[ Cheers and applause ]
Has Bleep Blorp seen brothers?
It is time to begin the contest.
The outcome will determine our next class president
rather than the traditional and more logical voting process.
[ Cheers and applause ]
First up, the newcomer. Show us what you got.
Ice Bear invented this.
A neural brainwave to telepathic energy conversion helmet.
Lets you move stuff with mind.
[ Exciting conversations ]
A helmet!
[ Growls ][ Electricity crackles ]
Ooh?
[ Exciting conversations ]
It's magic!
That's going to be hard to beat.
Next up, everyone's favorite authoritarian,
class president Francis.
He's bad!
If you're impressed by that dinky kiddy helmet,
then feast your eyes on this!
Whoa.
That's fresh.
And the best part is that it's fueled by...
[ Both groaning ]
...filthy animals!
Not fresh.
Now to demonstrate.
Both: Aaaaaaaah!
[ Electricity whirring ]
No, stop!
[ Whirring ]
[ Cackles ]
[ Cackling continues ]
♪
Now I am unstoppable!
♪
Hm? What?
Hey, not so fast.
♪
[ Panting ]
How does it feel to be puny and powerless?
Time to dance.
♪
Eeee-yah!
♪
[ Sheep bleats ]
Take this! And this!
♪
[ Sheep screech ]
♪
[ Bleat ]
♪
[ Grunts ]
♪
[ Cackles ]
[ Laughs ]
♪
[ Groans ]
Broken helmet?
That's too bad... 'cause you're gonna need it.
♪
[ Cackles ] Hey!
What are you writing?
Ice Bear's writing this.
Why did you write the equation for spontaneous wormholes?
[ Screaming ]
No! My remote!
Aaah! Get off me, you worthless normie!
Oh, no!
♪
[ Both groan ]
Lil bro! You saved us!
Calculating results.
We have a winner.
[ Cheers and applause ]
Congratulations to our new class president.
Francis: Not so fast!
Prepare to be genetically engineered into an amoeba,
you good-for-nothing --
Yaaaaaaaaaah!
♪ Hello ♪ Hello ♪ Hello
[ Screams ]
Thanks.
Ice Bear's first order of business --
change IQP entrance exam.
People should be judged by character.
Not brain scans.
[ Both grunt ]
Inferior brains!
Also you are both kind, talented, and brave
just like your brother.
That's the nicest thing a computer's ever said to me.
Hey! Now we can attend IQP with you, lil bro!
The only school Ice Bear is interested in
is school of hard knocks.
We support your decision.
Let's hug it out.
Resignation accepted.
Thanks to you, IQP is a better place.
- Bye! See ya! - Bye!
- Have a good summer! - Have a good summer!
Narrator: Well, the bears learn the age old lesson today --
never mess with untested and unregulated
brain-enhancing mechanical devices.
Aaaaaaaah!
♪ Let's find a new home to stay ♪
♪