Chaos Bots have been sent from the future
to stop the one person who can save the world.
Me?
♪ Hey, hey ♪
♪ Hailey's on it ♪
♪ Teach a cat To play the piano ♪
♪ Roller-skate All the way to Orlando ♪
♪ Use my earwax To make a candle ♪
♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪
♪ Hailey's on it ♪
♪ Win first place ♪
♪ For world's cutest pet rock ♪
♪ Do a corn maze Hope I don't get lost ♪
♪ Eat an onion ♪
- Kiss my friend Scott? - Huh?
♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪
♪ Hailey's on it ♪
Here I am, getting my beauty sleep.
Right.
Here I am, moments before
the most exciting day of the entire year.
Scott... Hm.
Your pants are on backwards.
What? Kiss me.
Nope! Uh-uh! Hailey, wake up!
Today's the day.
Today's the day!
It's the 45th Annual North Oceanside Fish Taco Festival,
sponsored by the Bank of Temecula!
Aw, man. My pants are on backwards.
Morning, weaklings.
Beta, were you working out?
Yup. Got to be as strong in body as I am in mind.
So I've been getting yoked!
I can see. Wow.
So yoked.
But he's a stuffed bear. He can't--
Looking strapped and jacked, my man.
Yoked up, dawg. Ripped to shreds.
Okay, don't overdo it.
I heard excitement. What's going on?
Is Scott moving away?
Cool streamers.
But I'm not moving.
Although now I kinda wish I was.
A bear can dream.
The reason we're excited, Beta, is because according to our calculations,
the next most optimal list item is number 178,
"Win first prize at the Oceanside Fish Taco Festival."
Hey, that's my line.
But you are right, and I do love your enthusiasm,
- so let's get-- - Started!
What is going on here?
We give you the perfect taco.
We solved the equation that the world's brightest minds
have been working on for thousands of years,
the perfect ratio of taco to fish.
Hailey used science, and I used my butts.
My taste butts.
It's taste buds, you Neanderthal.
We have science, my dad's sour poi,
and Scott's mom's famous kimchi on our side.
It's time to get cooking.
Our most secret ingredient, sweet onion Dingles.
Aah!
It's the perfect taco.
- Almost too good to eat. - Almost.
Mm, mm, mm!
This is the best fish taco with no fish I've ever had.
Oh, right.
We need to figure out what fish to use.
Beta, what have we got?
All you have is Mama Ishie's Fishy Stickies.
Fish sticks? This isn't the rinky-dink
San Clemente Fish Taco Festival, Beta.
People drive tens of miles to enter this competition.
Hey. What are you kids doing up so early on a Saturday?
Aww, who crumbled my Dingles?
It was for science.
Dad, do you know what the tastiest fish is?
Do I? Does a turtle poop in its shell?
Uh...
No, it doesn't. But yes, of course I know.
The secret is, the meaner the fish,
the tastier the fish.
Really? Then, what's the meanest fish?
Whoa. How'd he get over there so fast?
Let me tell you the tale of the meanest, the biggest,
and therefore the tastiest fish in all of Oceanside Bay,
One-Eyed Jack.
Uh, Dad, can you just tell us?
Guess not.
I was on my paddleboard.
One with the sea, poised and strong.
Once I was out past the breaks,
I stopped for some sweet onion Dingles,
and as I filled my belly,
an angry force knocked me off my board.
I tried to swim to the surface,
but the riptide was pulling me deeper.
That's when I saw the one-eyed monster coming straight for me,
his mouth wide open!
Next thing I knew, I woke up on the beach
next to my broken board.
It's a miracle I'm still alive.
I looked in that Ono's eye.
I saw his soul.
And it was mean.
Whoa. He sounds delicious.
If you want to win the festival,
we need that one-eyed Ono.
Just get me in the ocean. I'll catch him.
Dad, any idea where we can get a boat?
Does a crab poop in its shell?
No. But I do know of a boat.
Let me tell you the tale of your Uncle Chunk.
No, thanks. We know where he lives.
Bye!
Okay, sea voyagers,
this is the spot your dad said he saw the fish.
- You okay, Uncle Chunk? - Not at all.
I bought this houseboat as an investment.
You know what that is?
- No. - We're 14.
It seemed like a good idea at the time.
I thought it would even help me get over my hatred of the water.
It...
...has not.
I think it's cool.
Do you guys want to buy my boat?
- No. - We're 14.
Ugh! Fine! Well, listen up.
I only have one rule,
and it's to follow these three rules.
Don't rock the boat,
don't get my boat wet, and no crying.
That last rule is mostly for me.
I hate this boat!
Let's get this One-Eyed Jack.
What? Why are you sitting?
- Get that fish! - We are.
- This is fishing. - Well, fish harder!
Come here, fishy fishy fish!
Beta, stop. You're gonna scare the Ono away.
Yeah, the quieter, the better, Beta.
Back at you. Ha!
That's right, I'm yoked!
Beta! Beta! Beta!
Dingle me.
The one-eyed Ono. He must want the Dingles.
Scott, put some on the line.
Whoo-whee!
We got you, Ono!
Uncle Chunk is not gonna like this.
I do not like this.
I can't hold it. I need to let go.
No! Reel that fat daddy into papa!
He's too strong!
Ugh! I'm cutting bait!
Out of my way. Yoked bear coming through!
Hyah!
- Whoa! - Beta! No!
I should have stopped him.
Ugh. I should have challenged him to a flex-off.
Which would've distracted him from harpooning.
He hated you so much.
Oh, I miss him!
- Fin! - That's beautiful, Scott. Fin.
Finito, my digital friend.
No, Hailey, fin! Like, the Blue Ono's fin!
Oh, no, the Ono, it's coming to finish us off.
Brace for impact!
Beta?
The Ono didn't eat him. He saved him.
He's not a tasty, mean fish. He's a yucky, nice fish.
But also, he probably saved my dad
that day on his paddleboard.
He's a hero! How can we thank you?
Wait! That's the last--
Never mind. It's cool, it's cool.
Pull through, Beta.
Hailey?
Hailey!
You're alive!
Scott? You're still here?
I'm right here, and I'm never leaving you, buddy.
Throw me back in the water!
What is going on?
You got my boat all wet!
I'm never going to be able to sell a wet boat.
Sorry, Uncle Chunk.
Well, I'm taking you back to shore, and you can't stop me.
Okay.
My calculations are back online,
and it looks like the fish taco festival is starting.
But we still don't have any fish. What are we gonna do?
Here goes nothing.
Mm. Mm!
Mm! This taco is so good!
And your choice of fish didn't distract
from the delicious kimchi and poi.
And what is this savory crunch on top?
Uh, family secret.
Yup. Let's just say we got a little help
from some sweet onion Dingles.
I said the whole thing, didn't I?
We have a winner!
Whoo!
But that was the first taco you tried.
I drove over ten miles to get here.
Well, their taco is delicious,
and I have hot yoga in ten minutes,
so tough bananas.
Yeah! First place, suckers!
What has four thumbs and makes the best fish taco in Oceanside?
- We's guys. - We's guys.
Hey, where's Beta?
Oh, yeah!
Giddyup, fat daddy!
Yee-hoo!
Yoked bear coming through!