- Ah, woo-hoo!
Woo!
Yeah!
Woo-hoo! Oh!
Huh? Uh-oh.
- Oh, Moopoo!
Mm-mm. Go.
- Huh? Huh?
- No.
- Ooh!
Woo!
Shabbadoopoo!
Wakeywoo flamadoopoo!
Ooh! Ha!
Huh?
- Huh?
- Spirits, give me your power
so everyone will respect little Maxy!
- Ah...
Uh-oh!
- Stop resisting, spirits!
Share your power with me!
- Moopoo!
- No!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
I'm gonna stop you right there.
Feels like we're getting off track
with all the Moonspirits and the crazy-eyed wolf witches.
And I don't even know what that guy is.
It's time to turn the spotlight
on the true hero of this story,
the leader of the Milford Werewolf Pack,
me, Freddy Lupin.
Wait, that's my Dad, Flasheart.
Technically, he's the High Howler,
but I'm the leader-in-training.
This flying furball is Uncle Hotspur.
Well, as they say, you can't choose your family.
Now, let's get back to our top secret mission.
Really top secret.
Oh! This is my best friend,
Batty. - Freddy?
- She's the most fearless. - Freddy!
- Ah, loyal. - Wake up!
- Shush! Oh, where was I?
Oh yeah, hold the applause for me.
Yeah, I'm a werewolf stuck in a poodle body.
And you know what?
Poodles can do anything werewolves can do, but poodlier.
Deal with it.
- Freddy!
- Argh!
- Freddy, look at me. You okay?
Freddy, wake up!
Freddy, you okay?
You landed pretty hard.
- Oh, yep, all good, Batties.
Ugh, Batty. I take it back.
That fireworks truck was about to blow.
But hey, at least no one got hurt.
- My leg!
- No one got seriously hurt.
- Oh, come on!
- Sorry, Freddy. We'll take it from here.
- What?
But Dad, you said I was leader tonight.
- Ha! In training. Come on, let's go.
- Dad, how are they meant to respect me
if they don't see me succeed?
- Patience, son. You'll get your chance.
- The wind's changing.
- Oh, no! Dad, you're going the wrong way!
- Showtime, poodle.
- It changed course!
- You thinking what I'm thinking?
- Oh yeah!
- Hiyah!
- Whoa! - Whoo-hoo yeah!
- Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn!
- Okay, get ready.
Three, two, one... Huh?
- Okay.
- Whoa, that was close.
Okay, we need to lasso a chimney or something.
- Ah yeah, about that.
We need to turn this blimp around!
- Hmm. - Freddy?
- Whoa!
- It's not how I would have done it, but hey, it worked!
- Come on!
Here it comes. Get ready.
- Hello birdies!
- Huh?
Hmm? Pussycats?
- Oh, it is you, my little birdies!
- Huh?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
- You are pussycats! Bad kitty!
Bad kitty!
- Don't worry, I have it under control!
Oh, no I don't! Ow!
- Grab something to slow us down!
- Uh-huh! Ha!
- Ooh! Oh!
- Um, whenever you're ready!
- I'm trying!
- Ooh! Ow.
- Huh?
- Hey, that worked!
Ooh, ooh, hit more things! Hit more things!
- No, no, no! Ooh!
Oh no! Was that necessary?
No, no, no, no, no, not the thorns!
- We are alive!
- We did it! Wahoo!
- Yeah, nailed it.
- Hey, my show!
- You know, I can't wait for the pack
to give me a hero's welcome.
Woo-hoo!
Guess you can file that mission as completed, check?
What's so funny?
Are you guys watching those cat videos again?
- As Milford's mysterious night time vigilantes
were thwarted by what appears to be a tiny pink poodle.
- What? - Rabid super villain
or over-excited lapdog, one thing's for sure,
this pup is one bad boy.
Yes you are!
- Guys, it's fake news! I'm the hero here!
- He almost exposed us, Flasheart.
- The boy is reckless.
Weren't we all once?
He just needs a bit more time.
- So you keep saying.
- I promise, he'll get there.
- We'll discuss his role in the pack later.
- Oh wait, no!
You saw, I totally saved those people!
- Yes, but how can the Night Patrol keep a low profile
when everyone in town knows your face?
- No they don't!
- That could be any pink
poodle.
What are we meant to do, huh?
They're never gonna respect me.
They just look down on me.
- Freddy, the Moonspirits blessed you
with the same inner light as the rest of us.
Respect doesn't happen overnight. It has to be earned.
- That's so easy for you to say!
You're 100% wolf, like all of them!
- Oh, Freddy!
- Hey, I respect you.
Kinda.
- Thanks, Batty.
I just wish the pack felt the same way.
- Then stop trying to be the hero all the time.
- What do you mean, trying?
- Oh come on, Freddy, respect's about who you are,
not what you are.
Just be you, my best friend who always puts his pals
first and his ego second.
Who doesn't love that guy, huh?
- Just be me.
Yeah, nah, that won't cut it.
I need an edge, Batty.
Something to make them sit up and take notice.
- Huh.
Oh boy, I know this look.
What are you thinking? Cut and color?
Maybe get some of those curls straightened?
No? Okay. It's like talking to a rock.
No offense to you, or your other rocks.
Freddy!
Freddy, where are you going?
Wait up, wait up! Don't you want to talk through the plan?
No? Okay.
Hmm.
Ah, that looks inviting.
And were going in. Okay, great.
So, what are you looking for?
- The Summoning Stone.
In the old days, the pack used it
to call on the Moonspirits for help.
- Why did they stop?
- I don't know, but I could really use
some of that help right now.
- What happened here?
It smells like scorched wolf.
- This...
This must be it.
Hello?
- What are you doing?
- Um...
Summoning the spirits, I think.
Hello?
Anyone up there?
- Hello?
- Huh? Ooh!
- Hello?
Hello!
- Oh!
- Is this thing working?
This is Freddy.
Don't know if you've heard of me.
I mean, duh, of course you have.
You're the wise old Moonspirits who decided
I should be a dog and not a wolf
like everyone else in my pack.
Thanks.
I mean, no, no, no. No, seriously.
Love being a poodle.
And I know it's all part of some cosmic plan
you've got for me, but
a little help?
I don't know how to make the pack respect me.
It's like the harder I try, the more they laugh,
and I just want them to take me seriously.
- Oh.
- So, if you can
find a way to help me
in any way at all, I will...
I'll take it.
- Huh?
Hmm!
Shadadoopoo!
Wakeywoo flamadoopoo!
Ooh!
Ah, ah, ah! Ooh, ooh, ooh!
- Hello?
Anyone listening?
Just give me a sign.
Huh?
- Ah, Freddy.
- What was that?
- A sign? Time to go.
Okay! Oh, I get it. I'm going.
Sheesh!
What?
What is it? Is it a spider?
- Wolf?
- A wolf spider?
Where? Where, Batty?
Don't mess with me, Batty! Get it off!
- You are real.
- Of course I'm real!
- Freddy? Look.
Wolf!
Something's wrong with that puddle.
Is that...
Am I...
I'm a...
A wolf!
Woo-hoo! Wah!
I'm a wolf! - Really?
This is the message you're sending?
He asks for something and you just give it to him?
What happened to learning patience?
Not rushing things?
- Hey just shush! Exactly.
Let's not rush this.
- Freddy, you're a wolf!
Oh, this has got to be a mistake.
- The oh-so-wise spirits don't make mistakes, Batty.
I wanted respect, and look at me.
This is all I've ever dreamed of.
How can the pack not respect this?
Wicked claws, fangs, and look at this fancy tail, huh?
Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-uh-ah, oh yeah!
Come on, let's check this wolf out. Oof!
Yeah. Awhoo!
- Well, spirits, I hope you know what you're doing.
- Awhoo!
- Oh.
Oh!
Hmm?
- Awhoo!
- Who?
- Awhoo!
Whoo-hoo!
Say hello to the big bad wolf!
Awoof!
Batty for real, oh!
- Oh, please don't do that.
- Look at this. Look at these guns.
Ha!
- Oh boy.
- Come on, time to test these bad boys.
I'm the king of the forest!
- Woo-hoo!
- Ah, Freddy?
- Huh? Argh!
- Wah!
- What the...
Oh, what in the...
Huh?
Hmm.
- Huh? Hmm.
Ha! You're a baby Moonspirit?
- Yeah, baby Moonspirit.
- Wait, are you copying me?
- Are you copying me?
- Stop that!
- Ooh, stop it!
- Ow! Ow, ow, ow, ow.
- Ow! Ow, ow, ow, ow!
- Boop, boop, boop! Hmm!
No!
- Zipoo? Zipodoopoo? - What are you doing here?
- Wazoodoopoo!
- Stop copying me! - Stop copying me!
- Wait, I didn't mean to...
- No, no, no, no, no, no! - Come back!
- Nice one, Big Bad Wolf!
Hello! Little Spirit!
- Hey! Hey.
Hey, I'm sorry.
- Ah, he didn't mean to scare you.
My friends not quite feeling himself tonight.
Hey little fella, hello! Are you okay?
Spit that, spit that out!
Oh! Cheeky little spirit.
- Moopoo! Moopoo, Moopoo, Moopoo!
- What's your name, Cheeky?
- Moopoo.
- Oh, yep, that makes sense.
I'm Batty.
- Battypoo, Battypoo.
- No. Batty.
- Batty.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, that's it!
- Poo!
- Hmm. Like I said, cheeky.
So, Moonspirit on Earth.
Huh. How did that happen, you think?
Yeah, well, I guess he...
Me? Say what?
- Yeah.
- Good job?
But really, thanks Moopoo.
This is the best thing I could have ever hoped for!
I mean, I can't wait for the pack to meet Freddy
two-point-awhoo!
- Whoa! This is new!
I like it!
- Thanks Moopoo!
- Bye Cheeky!
- Bye Poo!
- And have a great trip back to the moon!
I know, I know, I can hear you all.
It's true, Freddy made some mistakes
and I admit his methods are a little unconventional.
But, there's no denying his commitment to the pack.
And I promise you, inside of him beats the heart of a wolf.
- Yeah, thanks Dad.
Outside of me also beats the heart of a wolf.
Yeah, that's right, y'all.
Say goodbye to Freddy Poodle.
He's gone.
For I have changed!
Yes, look! This is all real.
- Whoa.
- You're not dreaming! It's 200% wolf, right here!
Awhoo!
Tada?
- Freddy?
It's a miracle!
Wow, thanks Uncle. Yeah, I guess I am kind of miraculous.
Whoa, bowing!
Oh, now everyone's bowing!
- A Moonspirit!
- Oh.
- How is this possible?
- We are ever so humbled by your presence, noble Moonspirit.
- Huh?
- Ugh, no! Bad Moopoo, bad!
- You know this spirit?
- Huh? Me?
No, never!
- Freddypoo! Poo!
Freddy, Freddypoo! - Okay, ah,
everyone, this is Moopoo.
- Hello-poo!
- Okay, the whole poodle switcheroo thing,
that was his idea.
I swear, all I did was go to Wolf Rock for some advice.
- You summoned the spirits?
- Yeah, I mean, just to chat.
I didn't think someone would actually come visit.
- It's Max the Disgraced, all over again.
- Ah, Max the who now?
- The Disgraced.
She once was a member of our pack.
- Push! Come on, push!
- Max had great ambition to one day lead.
However, she always felt overlooked
because of her small stature.
Determined to gain respect, Max searched for a solution
and discovered forbidden earth magic,
magic that corrupts those who wield it.
Having earth magic alone didn't satisfy her,
so Max created a portal
and tried to steal the moon magic
from the ancient spirits themselves.
She was punished by the Moonspirits
never to transform into a wolf again.
- No!
- And her fate? A lesson to us all.
- I'm nothing like that!
- You brought the earth and spirit planes into contact.
- And threatened the entire cosmic balance.
- I did?
I mean, I guess I did.
But, okay, can't we just send Moopoo home?
- There is no way home.
Only Max knew the portal spell
and she vanished a long time ago.
- Vanished? We need to find her.
Maybe she can help.
- Huh?
- That Moonspirit is a weapon!
If it falls into Max's hands, she could destroy everything!
- Agreed. - What?
- We must contain
the spirited Farfang until- - Hey, where'd he go?
- Home-poo! Home-poo!
Home-poo! - Moopoo, wait!
- Don't let him get away!
- Come on! Follow him! - We'll catch him!
- Not you! You're suspended from the Night Patrol.
- What?
But...
But I'm a wolf now!
- Everyone spread out! Approach with caution.
Moonspirits are powerful creatures.
- Dad! - Freddy!
- Dad, wait! - I thought you were grounded.
- Let me fix this. - There's nothing you can do.
- We can't leave Moopoo stranded here forever.
- Freddy, it's- - What?
- It's not that simple, son.
Spirits aren't made for this world.
So, in a few days, maybe a week,
Moopoo's inner light will fade out.
- Fade out? And then what?
- I'm sorry, Freddy.
Some things just can't be fixed.
- Oh, what have I done? I need to find Moopoo.
- Found him!
- Huh?
- Look!
- Moopoo! - Moopoo!
Careful, careful!
- Home-poo! Home-poo!
Home-poo! - No, no, no, no, Moopoo,
Moopoo, watch out! - No, wait!
- Homepoo!
- Moopoo! Oh! - Home-poo!
- Okay, I have a plan.
So what we need to do is, whoa!
- We find Max, get this portal spell off her,
and whoosh Moopoo back to the moon!
- Whoa! - Home-poo!
- I got you! Ugh!
So, you agree with me, Batty?
- Ah yeah, more like you agree with me.
- Moopoo! - Moopoo, stop!
- Whoa! - Oh, phew.
- Home-poo, Home-poo, Home-poo,
Home-poo! Home-poo!
- No, no, no, no, Moopoo!
- Home-poo!
Toodle-oo-poo!
- No, no, no, no, no, no, Moopoo, stop!
- Home-poo!
- Oh no!
- Moopoo-kaypoo ...
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
- I think we need help.
- Agreed.
- Alright.
So you need some muscle
on your little wolf witch adventure, huh?
You came to the right place.
Premium beefcake right here.
- So you can help us, Twitchy?
- There's only one problem.
- What?
- That.
Bruno and I don't do babies.
Sticky, smelly things. Always with the waah!
And the pee-pee.
They are so disgusting that they make me wanna bleh!
- Huh? - Ah!
Ugh, what's it doing?
Ugh!
- Okay, fine! We'll help you.
Just keep that thing away from me.
- Ball!
- Ballpoo?
- Huh?
- Ballpoo!
- So where is this Max, anyway?
- Good question.
We don't know.
- Great, so we're looking for an unmarked fire hydrant.
- Somebody lost?
Let me guide you.
- Oh, not again!
- The destination you seek is inside you.
Or maybe outside of you.
- Oh, no, no! Hamish, stop!
Ever since he found those shades,
he's been acting like some hippie sat-nav.
- Unleash your mind, truth seeker.
Follow the Great Guide Dog.
- So you know how to find Max?
- Excuse me? The Great Guide Dog knows all,
sees all, and...
- Should we follow him?
- Moon fecal matter identified.
Age, 400 years old.
- Height, one foot three inches.
- Temperature suggests six-and-a-half head start.
- Scent dilution is not very strong. They're still nearby.
- It's like they're right under our noses.
- I think I preferred you when you were a poodle.
- Whoa.
- Wow.
- Welcome to the Great Kennel!
Where the dog pack keeps all its stories and secrets.
- Wow! I heard about this place.
- I never knew it existed.
- Ugh, don't sound so surprised!
There's more to dogs than playing ball and sniffing butts.
- Huh?
- So Hamish, what are we doing here?
- Oh, we're here to see The Oracle.
She's a little tricky to talk with,
so leave it to the expert, okay?
Hello!
Hello?
That's her.
- Huh?
- Ah, we're looking for a witch.
Um, yeah, she asked which witch.
- Name's Max.
- It's Max!
- Huh?
- Yes, correct. Where should we look?
Huh? Where? Here or there?
Oh!
The Great Mist.
Many dogs speak of this place.
Dogs go in, never come out, out, out, out, out.
Capisce?
- Push hard!
Almost!
- Ah, Hamish, is there another way out?
- Yes. Follow my lead.
Huh? Get it?
Follow my lead.
Oh, I don't even know why I bother.
- Hand over that spirit, Freddy.
- Toodles, poodles. Gotta fly.
- Oh! Stupid heavy wolf body!
- Come here!
- I'm telling your dad!
- Okay, let's go, team.
- Freddy, Freddy, wait!
- Oh!
- Oh no, avert your eyes. - Seriously?
Learn how to transform with your clothes on!
- Sorry, sorry.
- I need to find some clothes.
- Yep, and he's asleep.
- Oh! He's drooling moon juice on me!
- Shh, everyone, just act normal.
We don't want to draw attention to ourselves.
- Yo!
How do I look?
- Freddy, you look fantastic. We'll fit right in.
- Hamish? You sure you know the way?
- Listen, I'm the guide dog. Do I know the way?
No, seriously, that's a real question. Do I know the way?
That bus! It's a sign!
- "Chewable snacks for a shiny coat."
- Exactly!
- No dogs.
- Baby really likes riding the bus.
Next stop, the Great Mist!
- How can you not know east from west? You're a guide dog!
- Hey, chill dude.
It's about the journey, not the desperation.
- You mean destination.
- Hey, you do your sayings and I'll do mine.
- Woo-hoo! Next stop, the Great Mist!
- You definitely said, "Next stop, the Great Mist."
- No, I said, "Next stop, the Great Mist?"
That was a question. Learn to listen, Twitch.
You're slowing us down.
Seriously, I mean, just talk less and listen more, okay?
All aboard the Great Mist Express!
Huh?
Well, this doesn't look very misty.
Oh come on! Ow!
- Okay, this looks a little bit more promising.
- Come on, Batty. Keep up.
Hamish, buddy, we've been walking for hours.
Do you know where we're going?
- Of course I know where we're going.
We're going to be good friends.
Oh come on, that's ... oh.
Are we getting any closer?
- Hey, did you hear what I just said?
We're going to be really close.
Yes, yes, yes we are.
Oh! Oh, what am I saying?
I don't know what I'm doing or where I'm going.
I'm a failure.
I'm a misguide dog, that's what I am.
I don't know anything. I don't understand.
- Duck!
- That was close.
- Duck!
Duck!
- Huh? Oh.
Duck!
- Save the baby!
I mean, shave the baby.
Stop looking at me!
- Okay little duck, go home where it's safe.
Shoo! Shoo!
- What the?
- Ah, ah, if anyone else wants to turn back,
I'll be supportive of that decision.
- Wait, what? And let Moopoo fade out?
- Freddy! Sh!
- Moopoo fade out?
No Moopoo diepoo.
- No, no, Freddy doesn't know what he's talking about.
His tongue's not attached to his brain.
- Yeah, I mean, what do I know about the life cycle
of a Moonspirit?
- No, no, no, no,
Moopoo diepoo! - Moopoo, stop!
- Whoa, what the heck, Moopoo?
How did you do that?
Oh! Oh, Moopoo, are you okay?
No, no, no, no, Moopoo, stop, stop.
Maybe don't do that again.
You need to conserve your energy, buddy.
Batty? What's wrong?
Me? Nothing.
No, I'm fine. I'm all good.
Just, you know, I'm picking up
a lot of bat action around here.
- Wait, are you scared of bats?
- No. No, no.
No, no. No, no, no, no, no.
You're scared. I don't get scared.
I eat scared for breakfast.
Okay. You cracked me.
I'm scared of bats.
I'm really scared of bats.
I mean, come on. Hello.
How do you think I got the name Batty?
I don't know, maybe because you're, ah, cuckoo!
- Hamish! Shh!
We need you, Bats.
We'll be lost without your sense of smell. No offense.
- Yeah, yeah, I get it.
You gotta build her confidence up.
- If Max is here, you'll find her.
You're the best tracker we've got.
- Okay, now that hurts.
Any bats that come our way,
I'll take care of them, Lupin style. Hiyah!
Just like that.
But to them.
Come on, Bats. I need you.
- Mm.
Mm!
Ah, okay. Okay, okay, okay.
Ugh, let's do this.
- Huh?
Yeah, it's this way.
- Spread out. Look for clues that tell us where they went.
They must have been searching for something.
- Huh?
- Hank! No playing with balls.
- Huh?
Hmm.
We need to find this place.
- Okay, the scent's getting super stinky.
We're definitely on some kind of trail.
- Oh! - Moopoo!
You can't touch that!
- Moopoo hungry!
- Moopoo, stop!
- Uh-oh!
- You can't put your fingers in there!
- Oof, yes! Now we're talking.
- Freddy, Moopoo doesn't look great.
His inner light is flickering.
- Oh, hungry. Oh!
- Hey, bring it in, buddy. Shh.
It's okay, we'll get you home.
What the?
- Oh, you guys have got such a strong connection.
- Yah! - Whoa, Moopoo, no, no!
You can't eat my inner moonlight.
If you do, I won't be a wolf anymore.
- Oh, sorry!
- Hmm. You know, maybe we should rest up.
He's not flickering so much.
- I'm not a baby dog. I'm a fully grown dog!
- Let's get some rest too, hmm?
Hey, hey Batty!
Oi, Batty.
- Huh? Huh?
What? - Look!
- Wow. What is this?
- Wahoo!
- It's Moopoo dreaming.
- Huh?
- Whoa, what?
- Whee!
Awhoo, Moopoo!
Oh! Mommy!
Mommypoo!
- Hang in there, buddy.
We're gonna get you home, I promise.
- Say, does anyone...
Does anyone smell,
does anyone smell...
A bat?
Bat!
- Get outta here! Shoo!
Take Moopoo! I'll deal with this bat thing.
- Got it.
- This is where you take care of it, Lupin style, right?
Right? Right? Do it.
Do it. Go.
- Hey Batface, say hello to Mr. Wolf!
Awhoo!
Now say goodbye to Mr Wolf.
- How do you think punching it in the eye would work?
- I don't know. It seemed like a good idea at the time!
Help!
Anyone here?
Hello?
Whoa!
What?
Oh!
- Here, Gargar!
- Huh?
- Well, well, visitors!
I hate visitors!
Identify yourselves!
- Ah, hi?
I'm Freddy. She's Batty.
- Because she's cuckoo?
- Yeah.
We're looking for
Max the Dis- - Hmm?
- The Dis... - Yes?
- Max the...
- Max the Dis...
- Dis... - Dis?
- Dis... - Dis!
- Max the Distinguished.
- Nice save, kid.
And what brings you to my little community of Whoopsies?
- Whoopsies?
- Freaks! Misfits!
As in
whoopsie!
Hmm, you two.
What do you want, snoops? What's your angle?
- Our angle?
- Shut your lie holes!
I already know.
You're dirty spies, sent by the Milford pack, yes?
- Ah- - Answer me!
- Wait! Oh! - Hey! Hey now!
Hey, stop it!
- What flimflammery is this?
- Ah, no flim or flam, just me, being a misfit.
A whoopsie.
- Oh, interesting.
For spies you are...
odd.
- Ah, we're not spies. The Milford Pack ran me out of town.
Same as you.
- You put a hex on the Pack Elders
and cursed their offspring?
- What? No.
- You swore eternal vengeance on your foes
and all those who doubted you?
- Not exactly.
- No!
You summoned the spirits?
- Accidentally. See, there's this little guy called Moopoo.
- Oh, I hate Moonspirits! Think they're so great.
"Ooh, la-di-da, look at me. I'm immortal.
I have infinite wisdom."
Wow. Should I be impressed?
You live on a pathetic bit of space rock.
They zapped you too, yeah?
Turned you into some kind of wolf-poodle freak show.
- Ah, I wouldn't say freak show.
- Yeah, that's why we're here. Tell her, Freddy.
You want the portal spell.
My portal spell?
- Yeah, uh-huh. Right, Freddy?
So you can finally get revenge on the spirits.
- Yeah, those blue snob-blobs.
Revenge is all I can think about.
Yeah, I mean they're, you know,
they're so cute compared to the monstrous rage
I have towards them.
Teach me the spell so I can squash them.
Just squash, squash, squash, squash 'em.
Maybe you're telling the truth.
Or maybe you're a two-faced liar.
Follow me.
Gargar, guard the dog. Try not to eat her.
- Did you see the teeth on that bat?
I hope Batty and Freddy are okay.
- I doubt it. They're probably monster poo by now.
- Huh?
- Shh! - Don't give Moopoo nightmares
with your monster stories.
- Looks like someone's developing maternal feelings.
- No, I just don't want him to wake up all like, wah!
- Mm-hmm. Just admit it, he's growing on you.
- You'll be growing a lump on your head
if you don't shut that word-hole.
- That's understandable. He's so cute.
- Friends of yours?
- Nah, never seen them before.
- Time for a little trust exercise.
If you do well, maybe we can work together.
- Okay.
- What on earth are you doing?
- Just warming up.
Stretching!
- Oh! No, get rid of them!
Use these, my latest hexes,
Hellfire, wrath, plague!
And other assorted deadly surprises.
Give them hell, kid! Finish them!
- If you'd rather be Moopoo's Daddy, I'm cool with that.
I could be the Mommy. I've never been the Mommy before.
Although, apparently,
in a past life I was- - Psst! Hey guys!
- Get on with it! Whoopsie and I like a good show.
- Yah!
- Whoa! - Freddy!
- You're not monsterpoo!
- Huh?
- I'll stuff you mutts like a roast duck!
- Huh!
Oh! What the?
- Ooh, nice! More!
- Get out of here, you dog scum!
- I beg your pardon?
- I'm pretending to attack you to gain Max's trust.
- Oh, come on! Bring on the death!
- Take that!
- Hey, I'm really good at pretending.
- Not really.
- Throw another one.
- Take that, you mutts!
- Ow!
My spine!
- Ooh, sounds like he got one.
Yes, more! More!
- Hey, good one, Freddy.
- Feel my rage!
- Okay, Twitchy, give us some real pain.
- Okay.
- Oh, that one sounded like it really hurt!
- Oh, my leg!
Oh, now the other leg!
- That's what happens when you mess with the Freddinator.
- Finish them off!
Whoopsie, let's go take a closer look.
- No, no, no, I've got it!
Okay, now quickly die. She's coming.
- Tell my wife I love her.
- Guys, guys, come on.
Die already!
- Ah! Ah, you got them all.
Oh dear.
I can see why you need my help.
Follow me.
Good job, guys.
- We're just pretending! - Calm down!
- Oh, the Freddinator.
You must be a real embarrassment to the pack.
I get it. They thought I was a little weirdo too.
- I'm not weird!
Whoa!
- Embrace it, Freddy.
Let them underestimate us.
Weird is different and different is good.
I know that now.
But back then, I just wanted to impress them.
- Whoa!
- I started teaching myself forbidden earth magic
in secret and using my new spells during the Night Patrol.
- Fifteen rescues, zero casualties.
Yeah, sure, most of the people I rescued
got turned into Whoopsies.
But I stand by my record.
And what did the ungrateful pack do?
They shunned me more than ever.
Then one night, I created the ultimate spell.
A portal to the spirit realm.
I'd bypass the pack
and ask the spirits for their help directly!
Please, noble spirits,
give me the power of your wisdom
so that the pack might like me.
- No!
- Really? That's not how the pack tells it.
- Oh, figures.
They never understood me.
Well, who needs them anyway? I made my own pack.
One that respects who I am.
- Respect.
- Max!
- Come on, Freddy!
- Oh, you're still in one piece.
Gargar, aren't you hungry?
- Max? Where's Freddy?
- Get some sleep, kid. Training starts at first light.
- What, training? So you'll teach me the portal spell?
- You're not ready for the portal spell.
The gravitational forces will tear a novice like you apart.
Magic takes time, Freddy. Is that a problem?
- Ah, not a problem.
Got all the time in the world. Yep, thank you.
- What, you're buddies with the witch now?
- She's not a witch. Well, not completely.
She's complicated.
- Oh, give me a break! All she's missing is a broom.
I don't trust her.
- Shh, okay? Me either.
But we need the portal spell, Batty.
Moopoo's counting on us.
- This way.
Hmm.
Halt! My senses are tingling.
Danger.
- "Oh, my senses are tingling. I'm Flasheart.
Dange..."
Ah. Oh.
Oh no.
My senses are tingling too, now.
Oh, brother.
- Ah, Moopoo?
What's going on here?
- Badpoo!
- No, no, no, no. Goodpoo.
- Goodpoo. Badpoo.
- Yeah, yeah, Goodpoo.
- Badpoo!
- No, no, no, stay away from Badpoo!
- Oh...
- Badpoo!
- Oh, I'm not a poodle.
- Bat!
Oh! Oh, phew!
Oh, not a bat.
- Okay, remember the plan.
I'll get Max to teach me the portal spell,
you go find Moopoo and the gang,
we'll all meet up tonight and send Moopoo home.
Whoo! Easy!
- Freddy, don't forget your-
- Magic day! Whoa!
Whoops! My bad!
Find Moopoo.
- Oh yeah, no, great, great, great, yeah.
You go play with your witch buddy
and I'll go escape from Gargar!
- Max, hey! I'm ready to learn magic!
- Oh dear, that's your human form!
I'm sorry, really.
- Er... - Come on then, keep up!
- You call yourself a guard bat?
Lesson one, never take your eyes off your prey.
Where is he?
- Hi!
- Stay back!
- Huh?
- Personal space, death breath.
Seriously, what have you been eating?
Actually, don't answer that.
Just shoo! I'm not playing fetch with you.
- Huh? Hmm.
- Okay, okay, okay, fine, fine, fine, fine. One game.
Gargar, fetch!
Good luck finding that.
Ugh, bats with their leathery wings
and their squinty devil eyes.
- Er, so Max, how do you remember your spells?
Do you like write them down in a spell library or something?
- Why?
- No reason.
I want to study and become amazing like you.
- Oh, really?
Earth magic isn't howled like the magic of the Moonspirits.
It comes from below.
You have to drag that sucker into the light.
- Wow!
Whoo!
Let's start with something at your low level.
- Wolf runes.
- Watch and learn, kid.
Ground, earth, fire!
Burn up, grow higher!
- Wow, oh! Oh, oh, oh,
can I do some? Can I?
Oh, yes!
Ground, earth, fire!
Burn up, grow higher?
I think my seedling is broken.
- Lower. Feel the earth's fire.
- Ground, earth, fire!
- Yes!
- Burn up! - Yes, that's it!
- Grow higher! - Keep going!
- Ground, earth, fire.
Burn up. Grow higher!
Freddy, open your good eye. Look.
- I did it! I did it!
- Ah, fast learner, huh?
- I am? I mean, I am.
Teach me more.
Do you have any eye drops?
- Moopoo!
- Bad Moonspirit! Bad Moonspirit!
- Moopoo!
- Whoa!
- Did we just get mooned by a Moonspirit?
I think that red glowy stuff's burning him out faster.
- Easy on the red frogs, little fella. What'd I tell you?
- Monsters are not good for you.
They're not part of a balanced diet.
You're gonna be really sick.
- Moopoo!
Hamish?
Ow! Ah!
Gah! Son of a ... hmm!
Oh! And I said I had the easy job.
Gargar!
- Yum yum! - No, no, no, no,
Gargar! Gar-gar-gar-gar!
Wait, wait, wait, wait. I am just fur and bone.
You know, I may have worms.
- Yah!
- Wah!
- Oh, wait. Wait, you don't want to eat me?
Oh! Oh, eat that.
You know, I'll pass. Yeah, no thanks.
Excuse me, I'm not a chicken.
I just don't partake in tree blood.
Okay, fine.
Oh, it's delicious. Oh!
What are you doing? What are you doing?
- Feel the pumpkin. Become the pumpkin!
Not literally!
- I'm not a bat!
- Oh, I hate this.
- Red light burns bright, make this fire alight!
Oh!
- Huh?
- Come, Batty!
- I'm not a bat, remember?
- Kazapoo!
- Whoa! Whoa!
Oh!
- Woo-hoo!
- Whoa! Whoa!
Whoo-hoo-hoo!
- Yeah!
- Wow! So impressive!
I'm an amazing teacher!
- Whoo! Yeah!
Show me the magic, Maxie!
We doing this portal spell or not?
- Ah, that's enough for one day, Freddy.
Oh, what? But I'm ready!
I can feel it!
- That is the earth fire talking.
Too much can mess with your mind.
Trust me, I thought I was ready too.
Boy, was I wrong.
The portal was too strong. I couldn't control it.
I lost everything that night.
Freddy, are you prepared to lose everything?
- Ah, I already have.
All I've got is revenge.
- That's the spirit!
You remind me of a scrappy young wolf I used to know.
- Huh? Who?
- Me! Jeez Louise, go to bed!
He has no idea. He's never listening.
Ha! Yes!
Spell library. I knew it!
Ah, no no no.
- Huh?
- Oh.
- Okay, portal spell, portal spell.
Portal spell, portal spell,
portal spell, portal spell, portal spell.
Okay, you can do this. You don't need Max.
Red light, burn bright, light up the night!
I did it!
I created these light thingies on my own. My own!
Okay, well, gotta remember that next time we have a party.
Okay. Hmm.
Portal spell, portal spell. I wonder what this one does.
- Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
Aye-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay!
- Aye-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay!
- Uh-uh.
- Oh, oh, oh, you mean more like this?
Aye-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay!
Better?
- Hmm.
- How about this? Aye-ay-ay-ay-ay! Gargar, what's going on?
- I told you, go easy on those red frogs, little fella.
Ah, there you go. Isn't that better?
Oh, but more! No, that's it, let it all out.
- Moopoo kaypoo.
- So, ah, who gets to eat it?
- Ball, bone, sniff! - Ball!
- Oh, come on, Bruno always wins.
- Ball.
Huh?
- Batty! - Batty!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Everybody, everybody, everybody chill.
Chill, chill, chill, okay?
Guys, he's cool. He's my friend.
- Hi!
- Moopoo hungry.
- Moopoo, no. We've talked about this.
What's the matter with you?
- Huh?
- What's he doing?
- Ah, trying to suck the magic out of your friend.
- We're hoping it's just a phase.
- Batty?
- Gargar?
Gargar, no, wait!
He didn't mean to hurt you!
- Moopoo yum-yum!
- Awhoo!
- Huh?
- Whoo! Yeah!
- Freddypoo!
- Moopoo!
- No, no, no, no, Moopoo!
Come back!
- Ha! Melt!
Haha! Boom!
Awhoo!
How you like me now!
Yeah!
- Moopoo Freddypoo!
- Yeah! Moopoo, buddy!
Oh!
Nice one, Moopoo! Awhoo!
- What are you doing?
- Oh, hey Batty. I'm doing magic.
- This was not the plan, Freddy.
- Well, plans change, Butter Biscuits.
Just think what I could do with these spells.
I could save everyone.
The Night Patrol would never question me again.
- You're meant to be finding the portal spell.
This earth magic is doing something weird to both of you.
- What are you talking about?
We're great!
- Oh! He's fading away.
- Whoa, what's happening?
- We need to get him home, quick!
- What? No!
Moopoo! Buddy!
- Freddy...
- No, no, no, no, no, no.
Hang in there.
- Freddy!
Ah, traitor! Weasel!
I'm gonna whoopsie you good!
- No, wait, Max! It's not what it looks like.
It looks like you spun some sob story
about being run out of the pack.
Just like you lied about knowing these dogs
and pretended you were interested in me.
When in reality, you were just weaseling your way
into my trust to get your grubby paws
all over my portal spell
and send that blob of ectoplasm back to the moon.
- Oh, she is good.
- And I thought we were friends.
- We are!
- Friends tell each other the truth.
- I'm sorry. I should have told you about Moopoo.
But the truth is, you don't really have friends.
- What?
How dare you! My whoopsies love me.
They look up to me. - They fear you.
- Liar!
You there. You, you.
Piggy. Piggy number four.
You respect me, don't you?
Answer me, pork chop!
Oh! Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Oh, it's just like the Milford Pack all over again.
I'm the bad guy.
I can't do anything right.
- Then you should help us, Max. Please.
Moopoo's not your enemy.
He's a misfit like you and me.
You want the Pack's respect?
Use the portal spell and send him home.
- I can't.
- Why not?
- I'm not strong enough, okay?
I can't do it alone.
- I'll help you.
- No, it's too dangerous anyway.
- You said I was a fast learner. Please, I'm ready.
- I don't know.
Maybe if we cast the spell together
it might be powerful enough to send him home.
- I thought you hated Moonspirits?
- Well, I hated wolves too, till I met Freddy.
Oh, what the heck, let's try it.
Incant the runes exactly as they appear.
And whatever you do,
don't dilly dally once the portal's open.
- Or what?
- Or the spell's gravity field will smash the moon
into the earth. - What?
- Huh?
- Ready?
- Uh-huh.
- Activate the earth spell.
- Ground,
earth,
fire,
Burn bright!
Light the night!
- Whoa, what's going on?
- Whoa! I'm a space dog, baby!
- Quick! We need to stabilize the center,
or we'll get sucked up too!
Freddy, read the next spell!
Gravity, shmavity,
fee-fi-fo-favity!
- Those aren't even real words.
- Well, you find a rhyme for gravity.
- Are you telling me schmavity is not a real word?
I've been using it since I was young.
- No wonder people give me strange looks.
- Yes! We're in the eye of the portal.
One last push.
- Oh, come on.
- Just say it!
- Okay, okay.
Portal Snortal!
- Yes! The spell is complete.
- We did it! - We sure did, Freddy.
I'm so proud of you.
Now to show those freakin' spirits who's boss!
- Wait, what?
Help!
- Plot twist! - Oh!
- I knew it! Witch!
- Dogs, stay!
- No!
- Whoa!
- Let us out of here!
- Oh, Freddy.
- You really think I'd help a Moonspirit?
It's like you don't know me at all.
Yoo-hoo! Spirits!
Maxie's back with a bigger, better portal!
I can't take all the credit.
I couldn't have done it without this gullible little fool.
- No, Max! Stop!
- Watch and learn, kid. You want respect?
This is how you get it!
Time to cough up, you magic spirits!
- Huh? What? - Check that out!
- Hold me!
- Oh!
- Whoa! Oh!
Not again!
- Coming to you live from Milford Portside,
where reports of the moon being pulled towards Earth
seem to be...
Steve, are you getting this?
Ladies and gentlemen, hold on to your hats.
Armageddon is upon us!
- Time to wolf up!
Awhoo!
Yeah, yeah! I'm back baby!
Yes, yes, more, more!
I will be the most powerful creature in this universe!
Give me all your magic!
Nobody will ever question me again!
- Stop!
- You'll pay for that!
Hiyah! Yah!
- Whoa, whoa!
- Oh, we've gotta do something!
- We're trying! It's no use!
- If only I had my guide dog glasses!
- Don't be ridiculous! They won't do a thing!
- You don't understand! I need them!
- Fine! I'm doing this for you.
- What do you mean? Doing what for me?
- Oh, my glasses!
Oh, Twitchy, always knew you had it in you.
Deep down.
- You better do something about this or I'll-
- Ah, shush, shush, shush, shush.
- Plah!
- What the?
- Where no path can be found, the guide dog will find a way.
We're coming, Freddy!
- Come on, push!
- Not such a fast learner after all!
- No!
- There's a reason no one respects you, poodle!
You're too soft!
- Let me go!
- No killer instinct!
Let me show you what that looks like!
- No!
- Beat it, glow lamp!
- Come on, push!
- Bruno, we're in a closed bubble!
- No, that's it, give it everything you've got!
Come on, push!
- Apologies in advance, this is gonna hurt.
- Oh, oh, oh, what evil sorcery is this?
- Kiss my furry butt, witch!
- I can't see anymore! And my nostrils are burning me!
- Enough!
- Ah, I love breathing.
- How dare you disrespect me!
- Max! Enough!
- Dad?
- You can't force respect, Max.
Haven't you learned that yet?
- Oh really? Why are you bowing then?
- What?
- Oh, thank you, thank you.
But I'm sure you can grovel lower.
Lower!
There you go.
Squealing won't help you.
- Huh?
- Whoa, what is that?
- Gargar!
Whoa! You came back for me!
- Batty!
- Hey, that's my bat!
Oh! Argh!
Get off!
Oh get off! Away with you!
- Moopoo? Homepoo?
- No! Don't you dare!
That's my moon magic.
- Moopoo!
- No, Max, stop!
- Your puny magic is no match for me!
But your own magic is!
No! No!
No!
You little... You're going to pay for this!
My magic!
- Whoopsie!
- Mega-Moopoo!
- What? - Whoa.
- They grow up so fast.
- Naughty
- Naughty!
- What the?
- Stop that!
Moopoo, sit!
- No sit!
- No! Moopoo!
Moopoo, no! - Moopoo, stop!
- No, Moopoo, no, no! It's time to go home.
He's not listening.
- We need to calm him down.
- That's it!
Moopoo, if you don't stop this,
there won't be a home for any of us.
- No, Freddy hurtpoo!
- Moopoo!
- Help me! Whoa!
- I gotcha.
- I'm back on the ground.
But I fell on my keys. - Crisis averted here
as gravity returns to normal.
Armageddon has left the building.
- No!
- Moopoo!
Moopoo?
Come on, Moopoo, get up.
Oh, the portal is collapsing.
Quick, come on, before it closes.
It's time to go.
- Freddy, he's too weak.
He'll never survive it.
- Come on, Moopoo, you can do it.
Take my Moonfire.
- It's not much, but maybe it's enough to get you home.
It's okay.
There are worse things than never transforming
into a wolf again.
Like losing you.
- Come on, Moopoo. - Come on, Moopoo.
- You can do it.
- It's okay. It's okay.
What?
- Bye! See you, Moopoo!
- Bye, Battypoo!
- I'll take it!
- Bye, Doggypoos!
- I'm gonna miss you!
- Oh my baby!
- Ballpoo?
- Ball!
- Freddie!
Friendpoo.
- Moopoo, friendpoo.
- Huh?
- Moopoo? - Mummypoo!
Freddypoo?
- You okay son?
- I guess, for a 100 percent human.
- Shadadoopoo!
Wakeywoo famadoopoo!
Freddypoo!
- What? Whoa!
- Freddy! - Whoa!
- Freddy?
- What happened?
- Oh, Freddy! Freddy, you're a poodle again!
Oh, everything is back to normal!
- What?
- And so it came to pass that this hot pink hero
became the pack's greatest High Howler ever-
- Freddy!
- Oh!
Oh.
What was I thinking?
I rock being a pink poodle.
- Awhoo!
- Respect.