♪ They say that we shouldn't Shine like stars do ♪
♪ They wanna dim what makes us bright ♪
♪ It's time to get loud Don't just follow the crowd ♪
♪ Gotta be who you're meant to be ♪
♪ Paint your own destiny, destiny Paint your own destiny ♪
[citizen 1] A mandatory concert? I don't know about that.
[chattering]
A mandatory concert?
A-Are they gonna be robots like DMBEETZ?
- Why am I even here? - I'm missing my stories for this?
[Todd] Tiptoe, tiptoe, tiptoe.
Are you almost ready?
[Jasmine] Soon. Just packing up our stuff.
There's already a pretty big crowd here for the Vanessas.
[Jasmine] We'll be there, Todd.
This might be our last chance
to get everyone to stop following Ms. Goldenshorts's roles and rules.
Understood, but still hurry. The Vanessas are going on any minute. [squeals]
Ms. Goldenshorts said she was going to convince everyone in Vinylville
that she can "take away their frustrations for good."
She's up to something way bigger than just introducing a new band.
I can feel it.
Ms. Goldenshorts isn't messing around.
This could be the last time we get to play our music for all of Vinylville.
We need to be there yesterday.
Whoo-hoo-hoo! Yeah.
Time machine's still not ready, Nick.
[sighs]
[citizen 2] Fool me once, shame on me. Fool me twice, shame on…
[Todd squeals]
Hello, Todd.
I was in some real hot water when the Brushstrokes escaped from the studio,
but now I'm back on top.
I think you'll understand why when you hear the Vanessas perform their new song,
produced by moi.
Produced by you? How?
[sighs] They're gonna play an old Trickle Frisco song.
You take out the mouth harp and it's a real banger.
Ms. Goldenshorts is just using you to get what she wants.
Doesn't that make you feel-- I don't know-- kind of crummy?
Meh, not really.
Thank you all so much for joining us today.
[citizen 3] We were told it was mandatory.
[crowd] Yeah.
We made this event mandatory
because we didn't want anyone to miss out on hearing Vinylville's newest band.
Introducing the Vanessas.
[citizen 4] The Vanessas? Who?
Why the Vanessas?
Why can't Vinylville's one and only music group be the Brushstrokes?
And why only one musical group? Couldn't there be more than one?
More than one band?
Kids today.
♪ There's no need to rock the boat Why try to swim when you can float? ♪
♪ Go with the flow and you will see That nothing beats conformity ♪
♪ Self-expression might seem swell But you would see that it won't end well ♪
♪ Don't be a sneaky kid Doing things that we forbid ♪
♪ No one likes a sneaky child With their own thoughts and running wild ♪
♪ There's no need to question stuff Just leads to things getting tough ♪
♪ Follow your friends and stay in line And everything will work out fine ♪
♪ Self-expression might seem swell But you'll see that it won't end well ♪
- [crowd applauding, cheering] - [Jasmine] They're already playing.
♪ Hey, I saw what you just did You were trying to be a sneaky kid ♪
♪ Self-expression might seem swell But you'll see that it won't end well ♪
♪ It won't end well ♪
♪ Don't you be a sneaky kid Doing things that we forbid ♪
This is just another song about following the rules.
Yeah. And they're loving it.
- ♪ With their own thoughts running wild ♪ - [citizen 4] I am loving this!
- [cheering] - [citizen 5] That was really good.
Weren't they just fantastic?
And those lyrics, such a beautiful message about fitting in and not rocking the boat.
Thanks to me, I bet you have forgotten all about that DMBEETZ robots fiasco.
DMBEETZ? Oh, I'd forgotten all about "dem."
Ugh, fiasco?
It was a minor incident if it was anything.
As Head of Roles and Rules, I was painted to make things better for all of you.
But is giving you a new band to enjoy enough?
[sighs] I'm afraid it might not be.
Vinylville has always been such a lovely little town.
But lately, things have been different.
Wouldn't you agree?
Yeah, it's great.
You can get so many toppings on pizza now.
But I like that it's different.
I was painted to be a construction worker,
but now I feel like I can show off my sweet dancing skills.
- [grunting] - [crowd cheering]
Well, this can't be going how Ms. Goldenshorts planned.
Sure. That might be good for you.
But what about your neighbors who've been inconvenienced by your rule breaking?
Mm-hmm. Maybe if you spent a little more time doing the role you were given
and a little less time busting a move,
I wouldn't have hit a pothole on the way over here.
[crowd clamoring]
[Ms. Goldenshorts] Hmm. Perhaps all those changes aren't so great after all.
Or maybe it's going exactly as she planned.
We need to start playing now.
[phone rings, beeps]
We're here, Todd. We're about to play.
[Todd] Hey, there's something being stored by the stage.
It says, "Double-G-Paint-It-Off."
A Double-G-Paint-It-Off?
Really? How original.
Of course, Ms. Goldenshorts missed her chance to show everyone who we really are
when we skipped out on our BRBX Media show.
So she's planning on taking another shot today.
We'll play our song and then she'll make us walk through her Double-G-Paint-It-Off
to show everyone we're just kids.
We should go down there and disable that thing, then we play.
I just hope we can get there and back before we lose this crowd for good.
Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go.
Um… [stammers] …aren't we forgetting something?
Please continue to air your grievances.
Tell your neighbors how you really feel about their choices.
- [student] Choices are complicated. - Are you hearing this?
She's really getting to them.
We need to disable the Double-G-Paint-It-Off
and get to playing ASAP.
Are you all thinking what I'm thinking?
- [all] Stealth roll. - [Klaus grunts]
See now first, there was just one band around here…
[stammers] …then there was two bands. Now we've got… [stammers] …another band.
How am I supposed to know who to listen to? I'm confused.
I don't like to be confused.
Uh, sorry but why not listen to more than one band?
What do you know about it? You're some kid in painted-on short pants.
Oh, my.
Look at what is happening to our once peaceful town.
Arguing and frustration.
Chaos and confusion.
- So much fear. - [crowd gasps]
If you think about it, everything was fine
before the bakery started offering all those new cupcakes.
Yeah, this is the baker's fault. You know, what's her name?
Her name is Charlene, and this isn't her fault.
[sighs]
She was encouraged to break the rules by a certain band.
[gasps]
A certain band called…
[both] The Brushstrokes.
Yeah, this is all their fault.
[crowd clamoring]
She's turning everyone against us.
The troubles we are having are not the Brushstrokes' fault.
- [all gasp] - Despite my best efforts,
they found a way to make a choice.
Become something they were never meant to be.
If you think about it, that's the real enemy here.
All these options, all this self-expression--
May those who keep giving me choices
and allow me to express myself
be chased down by rabid piranhas and sent in a rocket straight to the moon.
- [crowd cheering] - The bus driver?
The bus driver is turning on the Brushstrokes?
His name is Randall.
I have really got to start looking at Be@rbrick's name tags.
I have thought long and hard about what to do with all of this,
and I have finally found the answer.
- [crowd clamoring] - [citizen 1] Stop the confusion! Tell us!
Think of the grown-ups! Won't someone think of the grown-ups?
- The Double-G-Paint-It-Off. - [crowd gasps]
- [crowd murmuring] - [Jasmine gasps]
- [Klaus] Hmm? - [Ada] Hmm.
- [citizen 2] The Double-G-Paint-It-Off? - Walk through the Double-G-Paint-It-Off,
and your paint will be washed away to reveal a blank Be@rbrick.
The Double-G-Paint-It-Off isn't for us.
It's for everyone.
- [gasps] - What is she talking about? [stammers]
- I'm not sure what that means. - I'm sorry, what?
No one will try to be something they aren't meant to be
because there won't be anything else to be.
No one will break the rules and create more choices,
because there will only be one rule.
Be a blank Be@rbrick.
Freedom from choice is freedom from fear
and with the Double-G-Paint-It-Off, I can give you that.
I can give you an even better Vinylville.
A Vinylville 2.0.
- [crowd clamoring] - [all gasp]
[stammers] You never mentioned anything to me about a Vinylville 2.0.
It was on a need-to-know basis.
Well, no, thank you.
I have a role in Vinylville and I'm keeping it.
We'll see about that.
[groans]
What do you say, my fellow Be@rbrick?
A Vinylville where you never have to be afraid of new things ever again.
Doesn't that sound wonderful?
There's no way, right?
- No way they're going to say-- - [crowd cheering] Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!
You heard them. Vinylville 2.0 is a go.
I knew you'd see it my way.
Come. Form a single-file line.
[citizens clamoring]
Come on, let's go. This will be great.
Uh…
Now, now. Everyone is doing it. You don't want to be left out.
We missed our chance. We'll never get to the arch now.
[Mr. Hitmaker] If she thinks I'm going through that--
Mm-mmm.
- Hmm? - Come on now.
- Everyone is doing it. - [Todd gasps]
We've got to convince everyone not to go through it.
We've got to play our song.
By the time we get back to the roof,
half the crowd will have been turned into that.
[gasps]
We're not going back to the roof.
Yeah!
[Mr. Hitmaker breathing shakily]
- Hmm? Huh? - Next! [gasps]
[music playing]
[crowd murmuring]
♪ They say that we shouldn't shine Like stars do ♪
- ♪ Stars do ♪ - Is that--
The Brushstrokes?
- ♪ Want to dim what makes us bright ♪ - ♪ Bright, bright, bright ♪
♪ You're so young What can you know now? ♪
- Are the Brushstrokes-- - Kids?
Now you know. Now you know.
They are not to be taken seriously.
Whoa. A bunch of high schoolers have been behind this?
It's pretty brave when you think about it.
Yeah, I suppose it is.
No, not brave, not brave.
Bad. It's bad.
- Back in line, back in line. - [crowd cheering]
♪ It's time to get loud Don't just follow the crowd ♪
♪ Gotta be who you're meant to be ♪
- ♪ Paint your own destiny, destiny ♪ - Ha! Wait, they go to our school.
I'm with the Brushstrokes!
- I'm their manager. - ♪ Gotta be who you're meant to be ♪
♪ Paint your own destiny, destiny ♪
♪ Paint your own destiny ♪
[cheering continues]
♪ They say this is how it's always been ♪
[backup singers] ♪ Always been ♪
♪ And how we will always be ♪
- ♪ But you don't have to listen to them ♪ - [backup singers] ♪ Don't listen ♪
♪ 'Cause they don't see what we see ♪
♪ They say the odds Are stacked against us ♪
♪ It's a game that we can't win ♪
♪ I say that we just take our chances ♪
♪ We can only lose if we give in ♪
Pineapple on pizza is gross,
but I don't have to eat it if I don't want to.
I am not afraid.
[chuckles] I-- I could be who I'm meant to be.
I mean, I have no idea who that is outside of a kid in short pants,
but that's up to me to figure out.
Yeah. Sometimes I'm too easily swept up by the sentiments of the crowd I'm with.
I think this may have been one of them moments.
♪ Gotta be who you're meant to be Paint your own destiny, destiny ♪
♪ Paint your own destiny ♪
♪ Gotta be who you're meant to be ♪
♪ Our future's what we make it ♪
[cheering continues]
♪ Won't be handed to us We have to take it ♪
♪ Yeah, our future's what we make it ♪
♪ Won't be handed to us We have to take it ♪
♪ It's time to get loud Don't just follow the crowd ♪
♪ Gotta be who you're meant to be ♪
- ♪ Paint your own destiny ♪ - [gasps]
- ♪ It's time to get loud ♪ - [groans]
♪ Don't just follow the crowd ♪
♪ Gotta be who you're meant to be ♪
♪ Paint your own destiny, destiny ♪
♪ Paint your own destiny ♪
♪ Gotta be who you're meant to be ♪
♪ Paint your own destiny, destiny ♪
♪ Paint your own destiny ♪
♪ Gotta be who you're meant to be ♪
♪ Paint your own destiny ♪
[crowd cheering, whistling]
Paint your own destiny!
[chanting] Paint your own destiny! Paint your own destiny!
All this time, I've been afraid that if Be@rbrick knew we were kids,
they wouldn't want to listen to what we had to say, but look at this crowd.
[citizen] All my feelings are right!
We told them they could make a choice about who they wanted to be
and they believed us.
From playing in your basement to this. Who would have guessed it?
Not me. And I'm usually really good at guessing stuff.
Wasn't sure we were gonna make it for a minute there.
But we worked it out.
I still can't believe it turned out that DMBEETZ were robots.
Gasp. DMBEETZ are robots? I'm kidding.
We really couldn't have done all this without--
- [all] Todd. - Looking for me?
Brushstrokes forever?
Brushstrokes forever!
[crowd chanting] Paint your own destiny! Paint your own destiny!
[groans]
[crowd cheering]
[inhales deeply, sighs]
[chuckles]
- Jasmine Finch. - [gasps]
What a fantastic performance.
Yeah, we know.
Listen, I've been thinking about it.
And what do you say we just forget about that whole Vinylville 2.0 business
and go back to the way things were before?
No, no, no. Not exactly the way they were before.
This time, I'll make the Brushstrokes Vinylville's one and only musical group.
That's not what we want. That's not what anyone wants.
Well, you don't always get what you want, now do you?
You think this is what I wanted? To be Head of Roles and Rules?
We know it's not. We found your journal.
[gasps] Then you must know, I tried to change things but no one listened.
That's not our fault, Ms. Goldenshorts.
It's also not our fault that you just gave up.
I had to.
If I couldn't convince the Be@rbrick who cared about me the most
to help me change things, what hope did I have of convincing anyone else?
But why did you fight so hard to keep us from being a band?
You knew what it was like to be kept from doing things you loved.
I guess I was still hurting, and I took that out on you.
That's, uh, pretty messed up.
- You're right. - [gasps]
Perhaps I took things too far.
You think?
[grunting]
[groans, exhales heavily]
I'm sorry.
I'm just glad you didn't give up the way I did.
- Ms. Goldenshorts, wait. - Huh?
This town is changing, which means--
[sighs] It no longer needs a Head of Roles and Rules.
Which means you get to finally be whoever you want to be.
I never thought of that.
I mean, obviously she needs to apologize to the whole town first.
Vinylville 2.0? Yikes.
What do you think you're gonna be, Ms. G?
[gasps] I have no idea.
Cue the balloon wipe.
Graduation day at Vinylville High.
Caps and tassels.
These… [scoffs] …balloons.
A lot has changed around here in the last few months.
- So, what's it gonna be? - Circus clown.
Really? You know, you can choose anything you want now.
[chuckles] What can I say?
I love cream pies, seltzer water and big red noses.
Oh. [gasps]
Architect.
Painter.
Holly, over here!
Oh, that's my daughter. She's a genius. [chuckles]
Just like her mother.
And like me. Right, Dad?
We all have our own special talents, Son.
[Jasmine] My parents have been working on a country and western album
with the number one music producer in Vinylville.
He's even taken on an intern.
Ooh.
[Jasmine] Nick's mom has quit her job in accounting
to become a professional dancer.
That's my mom.
[Jasmine] Miss Milton is still teaching math in her own way.
[exclaiming]
[cheering]
[Jasmine] As for Ms. Goldenshorts,
she still hasn't decided what role she wants in Vinylville.
Okay. So professional downhill skier is out.
Airplane pilot is in.
Things have really changed around here.
- [speaker whirring] - [Jasmine exclaims]
[Klaus's dad] Feast your ears on this evil sound, Vinylville.
- [Klaus's parents cackling] - Bye, Mom. Bye, Dad.
My parents really enjoy being supervillains.
What are you gonna do?
I mean, besides not helping them with any of their evil plans… [chuckles]
…again.
- Charlene! - That's my name. Don't wear it out.
Are you waving at us Vanessas?
Yes, Vanessa.
Hey. You still planning on coming to the show tonight?
Of course.
With you in the lead, wouldn't miss it.
You're turning that into a guitar amp? But it's so tiny.
I've incorporated a graphene oxide into the design,
which allows me to decrease the size by almost 50%.
Works for me.
[chomping] Mmm, mmm, mmm.
Holly, Klaus, Ada, and Nick are still my best friends
and not just because we all helped make Vinylville a better place
for the Be@rbrick who live here,
we also all know what we want to continue to be.
Bandmates.
- What are you smiling at? - Everything.
I have been looking for you everywhere.
Okay, BRBX Media wants the Brushstrokes
to headline a Vinylville music festival this summer.
[cheering]
Turns out you aren't the only ones around here
who are interested in being in a band.
You know what this means, right?
We need to get ready for our biggest show ever.
♪ Rise up ♪
♪ What have you got to lose? ♪
♪ Rise up ♪
♪ You have the right to choose ♪
♪ I need you to rise ♪
[crowd cheering]
- [car alarm blaring] - [key fob chirps]