[jazzy music]
- ♪ Timmy's still an average kid ♪
♪ That no one understands
♪ Chloe's his new neighbor
♪ And she's ruining all his plans ♪
- Ahh!
- ♪ All the wishes
♪ In the world
♪ So why should he care?
♪ Jorgen has reported there's a fairy shortage ♪
♪ So Timmy has to share
♪ His OddParents, fairly OddParents ♪
- More than one? - This should be fun!
- ♪ OddParents, fairly OddParents ♪
♪ Feather suit, nature boots, laser shooting, rescue ♪
- World peace, kale treats,
bunny feet, real neat!
- What? No! Leave me alone!
My fairies! Get your own!
- ♪ OddParents, fairly OddParents ♪
♪ Timmy, beware, you'll have to share ♪
♪ Your fairly OddParents
- Yeah, right!
[lively music]
♪
[phone meowing loudly]
- Yeowch!
It's Catman again!
I need a break from him.
Blocking call.
[meow!] [meow!]
Ah!
Unfriending! Ah, unfollowing!
- Singing telegram from Catman.
♪ He wants you to call him back ♪
Jazz hands.
- Ah! Un-Chloeing!
- ♪ He misses his BFF
- I'm not just his best friend; I'm his only friend.
Except for Don, the ball of yarn he drew a face on.
Why won't Catman just leave me alone?
He always messes up my life!
- I know! You could ask Don to talk to him.
He's a great communicator.
- Or you could write Catman a breakup letter.
Cosmo can help. He's an expert.
- Yeah, everyone's broken up with me,
even Wanda.
I just never opened her letter,
and that's why we're still together.
- It's romantic in a dysfunctional kind of way.
- Timmy, you treat Catman like he's a lunatic.
He's really just a sweet old man.
- Aw!
- Lunatic!
- Greeting, citizens.
Don told me you'd be here.
- What do you want, Catman?
Spit it out and scram.
- Oh, Timmy!
I knew you'd be there for me.
You know my lady friend
from The Retirement Home of Justice, Wonder Gal?
- You mean Wander Gal?
She does wander off a lot.
- She broke my heart by saying...
[whispers] I'm not really Catman,
just an actor who played him on TV.
- Everybody at The Retirement Home of Justice
is an actor who played a superhero on TV.
Are you listening, Catman?
- Sorry, I was trying to pounce on a roly-poly.
Timmy, when did you get here?
- This is my room!
- Uh, Timmy was just saying
that he's sensitive to your heartbreak
and that you're welcome to stay with him
for as long as you need.
- What? That's not what I said!
- Thanks, Timmy.
I'm gonna live with you for the rest of my life.
Well, the rest of yours.
I've got nine lives, and you've just got the one.
- Catman just needs to know somebody cares about him.
He's not really gonna stay.
- Well, that's the last of my stuff.
I'm here for good.
[musical flourish]
- There's nothing good about this.
And please tell me that's not a litterbox.
- It's not a litterbox, Citizen Timmy.
It's the fully automated Kitty Commode 2000,
with magic clumping crystals
that make cleanup a cinch.
- Look what you've done.
- Okay, my bad, but all we need to do
is help Catman prove to Wonder Gal
that he really is Catman,
and she'll wander right back to him.
Ooh! I have a plan.
What's that, Don?
Wonder Gal called, and she's in trouble?
Hear that, Catman?
Go! Prove to your lady that you're a real superhero!
- Wait a minute.
She called Don instead of me?
Don, you cutting in on my lady?
I thought we were tight, man.
- Go save your girlfriend!
- Catman to the rescue! [horn honks]
- Okay, great plan.
I'm totally lost.
- We are gonna be supervillains
and pretend to threaten Wonder Gal
so Catman saves her
and makes her believe he's a real superhero.
Cosmo, poof us up some disguises.
- Yay! I'm helping!
- Really? These are the best
villain disguises you could poof up?
Last year's Halloween costumes?
- You scored a lot of candy in those get-ups.
Too bad it was all stolen
by a cunning bandito with green hair and wings
named El Cosmo.
- Yeah, you really pulled a fast one.
The bandito's identity is a complete mystery.
- Sí.
- Who is it?
- Evil supervillains, ma'am.
- Just a second.
Let me pop in my glass eye.
- Please do!
You're Wonder Gal?
Wow, that's an old picture.
- Oh, trick-or-treaters.
Come on in.
I think I have some caramels at the bottom of my purse.
Merry Christmas!
- It's not Christmas! It's Halloween.
I mean, it's not Halloween!
- And we're not trick-or-treaters.
We're supervillains.
- And that's not candy.
It's nose spray and foot cream.
- Aren't you two adorable?
Have some more candy.
- Oh, boy. She gave us teeth.
- Stand back, evil supervillains.
Catman to the rescue.
- Oh, no, it's the one person
who can save you from our supervillainy,
Catman, because he's real.
- Wonder Gal, I'll save you.
[squeals]
Suddenly, a scaredy-cat.
The thing I'm paws-itively most afraid of.
- A jar of teeth? 'Cause that scared me.
- No! Trick-or-treaters.
- We're not trick-or-treaters. It's Christmas!
- No, it's not. It's Halloween!
No, it's not!
- I'm history. Gaaaah!
- Well, that was an epic fail.
Wonder Gal, here's your nose spray.
I'm keeping the teeth as a souvenir.
- She wandered off, Timmy.
- Ooh, candy.
- Cosmo, don't eat that.
It's foot cream!
- [smacking]
It was still delicioso.
Ow. Ooh, my stomach.
[stomach rumbling]
Wanda, I think you're gonna have to take me
to Fairy Urgent Care.
- Ugh, it's times like these that make me wish
you had opened that breakup letter.
[horn fanfare]
- I blame you.
- Come down out of the tree!
It's gonna be okay.
I'll heat you up some warm milk.
- I am not coming down till Catman moves out.
- Do not make me call the fire department.
- I blew it, Don.
I was so close to proving I was the real Catman
to Wonder Gal.
But my innate fear of trick-or-treaters
came back to bite me in the tail.
Don't try and cheer me up, Don.
I came off like a real Halloweeny.
Ooh, a star-shaped lollypop!
Look, Don.
It's handsome and fit Fireman Rick.
He once rescued me from a storm drain.
- Oh, hey, I remember you,
'cause I usually rescue cats, not weirdos.
- Whoa, whoa, Catman's got Cosmo's wand!
- [slurps] You mean this bizarre lollypop
that's shocking my sandpapery tongue?
At least it's distracting me from my failure with Wonder Gal.
Oh, Timmy, I wish...
both: No wishing!
- That I could show Wonder Gal
that I really am the superhero that is Catman.
[rousing band music]
- He wished! Now Catman's really Catman!
Which is even worse than Catman!
- And because Catman is real,
so is his superhero headquarters.
- Catman, it is I--ha!--
your arch nemesis, Mouse Man.
Golly gosh. Oh, boy, oh, boy.
- Ugh, and the lame supervillains from his show
are real too!
- You got that right, champ.
- [screams] Don is real too!
And he's super creepy!
- Catman, I'm going to destroy you
and everything you hold dear.
Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy. Hot dog.
- You monstrous mouse of menace.
I dare you to do your worst.
both: No daring!
[ominous music]
- Hear my sonic squeak.
Ahhhhhhhhhh!
[whistling happily]
- Help, Catman!
What am I saying?
- I meant so well,
and this went wrong in so many ways.
- Keep your cool, little kitty.
Catman is on the case.
If Mouse Man is truly going to destroy
all that I hold dear
and he already has Timmy and Don,
he must be on his way to Wonder Gal.
- Wow. You're actually making sense.
- To the Catmobile!
[upbeat music]
- Are you turning on the turbo power?
- No, I'm turning on the radio.
I can't fight crime
without listening to Ecuadorian pan flute music.
It puts a fire in my belly.
♪
- Ah! Breaking so many traffic laws!
♪
- You're all doomed. Ha ha.
In one minute, I'll cut the cheese,
releasing the stink
of the stinkiest cheese in the universe,
Roque-Fart.
Hot diggity doggity.
- Ooh, a mouse, a yarn man,
and a beaver boy.
Oh, there were so many trick-or-treaters this year.
If my hands weren't tied, I'd give you all candy
from the bottom of my purse.
- Hey, no need for candy, Wonder Gal.
You're sweet enough on your own.
- Catman was right!
You're trying to steal his lady.
- Soon your eyes will burn
and your clothes will stink so bad
that you'll have to wash them twice
or maybe even--ha ha!-- throw them out.
[pan flute music]
- Ecuadorian pan flute music!
It's Catman to the rescue!
What am I saying?
- Oh, Beaver Boy,
Catman is just a character from a TV show.
He isn't real.
Believe me, I know what's real...
as long as I take my medicine.
- Hey, you know what's real?
My feelings for you, Wonder Gal.
- You're not a yarn ball.
You're a sleaze ball, Don.
[upbeat music]
- Mouse Man, your plan is about to take
a cat-astrophic turn.
It's time for my furry feline finale of fury.
- Oh, cheese curds!
♪
[screams]
♪
Ah!
- Run and wander for your lives, citizens!
I'm about to cut the cheese.
- Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy.
It stinks.
[kids cheer]
- Did you see that, Wonder Gal?
Catman really is a superhero.
- Yeah, who knew?
But it doesn't matter, because I'd like him
even if he wasn't the real Catman.
He's the best boyfriend ever.
- Hey, you know, I could be
the best boyfriend ever, wink, wink.
- You're sleazy, Don.
♪
- [moans] Not cool.
Ah.
- You know what, Wonder Gal?
I hate that my superhero status put you in danger.
I kind of wish I wasn't the real Catman after all.
[pop!]
Sorry, Timmy.
Now that I've got my gal back,
I'm moving out of your room.
- Yes! Never come back!
I mean, I'll miss you.
- Catman, honey, would you like some candy
from the bottom of my purse?
- That's foot cream, kitten.
- Did you see that, Timmy?
Crazy old people are so cute!
- Hi, Timmy. Hi, Chloe.
The doctor made me all better,
but he told me to stay away from candy.
Ah! Candy!
- Don't eat that!
- Too late. I--
- Back to Fairy Urgent Care.
- You think the doctor will give me some candy?
- Oh, hey.
Buy my calendar.