[suspenseful music]
♪
- [yawns]
Another awesome day
where my fairies do absolutely everything for me.
Cosmo, Wanda.
Open my eyes.
[magic wands chime]
Now dress me, please.
[magic wand chimes]
- Done. You're in a dress.
You go, girl.
- Oh, dear, I can't un-see that.
Well, bye, Sport.
We're off to the Fairy World iWand store
to line up for the new iWand.
- We're getting awesome upgrades:
Wish Autocorrect, faster Wand-Fi,
and a Find-Your-Wand app,
which I need, 'cause I lost my wand.
- It's in your hand!
- Now, see, if I had the Find-Your-Wand app,
I would have known that.
- You can't go.
In case you haven't noticed,
I'm not great on my own.
My eyes are dry. Blink for me.
- Don't worry, Sport.
We asked Chloe to look after you
while we're gone.
- Yeah, we know you're basically
a potato with a hat.
- Chloe Carmichael, reporting for babysitting duty.
So where's the wittle cutie?
- Wanda, raise my hand.
[magic wand chimes]
- I'm babysitting Timmy?
- I'm not used to doing things without my fairies.
[yelps]
- Don't worry, Timmy.
Wanda and Cosmo will be back soon.
How soon?
- We'll be back by dark.
- I wish it was dark!
- I'd grant that wish,
but I lost my wand.
- It's in your hand!
You're a potato with a wand.
- [yells]
I'm helpless till dark.
- Spending months in this thorn bush
finally paid off.
[groans]
My arch enemy, Timmy Turner, is defenseless.
Time to alert the League of Super Evil Revenge Seekers.
Ring, ring.
- [barks]
- [giggles]
- Ring, ring.
- Hello? Flipsie Fan Club, Dark Laser speaking.
- Dark Laser, Timmy Turner is vulnerable till dark.
- Ooh, I am so there,
but first I have to walk Flipsie.
- Flipsie doesn't walk; it just flips.
I hate Flipsie!
See you in five at the Cake 'n Bacon.
You're buying.
[screams]
Thorns in bad places!
[dramatic music]
Ring, ring.
- Hello?
- Foop, it's Turner time.
- [giggles] Goody.
But I'll be a minute.
I'm in a time-out for putting spiders
in my daddy's pis-ghetti.
- With my team of borderline lunatics,
I'm invincible!
- Time to trim the talking bush.
[string trimmer buzzes]
- [screams] Not invincible!
The League of Super Evil Revenge Seekers unite.
Who are we?
all: Losers!
- Today's a momentous day.
- You bet it is.
It's Bottomless Clam Chowder Day.
- That, and we're going to annihilate a ten-year-old!
- Just a heads-up,
I can only pay with the teeth of my enemies.
It's legal tender in space.
- Teeth back in the wallet, nut job!
We need a plan to destroy Turner.
- Well, you know I have a thing for poisonous spiders.
Listen up.
[whispering]
[all laughing]
- Ooh, you're one bad baby.
Me likey.
- Flipsie has some questions.
- [barks]
- Flipsie has a C-battery for a brain!
- Did you dress yourself yet, Timmy?
I know you can do it.
- Nailed it.
- Ooh, that's super close.
Remember the song we practiced?
♪ If you want to dress neat
♪ You put your shoes on your ♪
- ♪ Hands
[doorbell rings]
- Spider delivery.
- [groans]
You're not supposed to say "spider."
[doorbell rings]
- Spider delivery.
- [groans] Switch it up.
- Uh... what's my line again?
- [groans]
[doorbell rings]
Pis-ghetti delivery.
She's giving me a weird look.
I knew we should have gone with pizza.
Who orders pis-ghetti?
[clears throat]
Anyway, here's your pis-ghetti.
Don't open it till we're far away.
- Uh, thank you?
Wow. Were they losers or what?
- Yes, and they're my sworn enemies.
Whatever's in that bag-- it isn't pis-ghetti.
- Right you are.
It's just a bag of deadly spiders.
[dramatic music]
[screams]
Deadly spiders!
[all laughing]
- Quiet!
Wait for the agonizing screams of terror.
[all screaming]
[whimsical music]
- I can't wait for my upgrade.
Steve Wandzniak is a genius.
Oh, it's him!
- Good news, fellow fairy nerds.
Well, for me, anyway.
There's only two iWands left.
You fight over them while I make my escape.
- Everyone, stay calm...
while we grab the last two wands!
[all yelling]
- Okay, champ.
Let's try walking.
It's easy.
Just put one foot in front of the other.
Left, right, left, right.
- Got it. Left, left, left.
[yells]
- Wow. Really?
No right, just the left and the left and the left?
And I still have three hours till dark.
- Oh, it's gonna get dark a lot sooner than that,
little missy.
- Quiet, she'll hear us!
[doorbell rings]
- Now watch how much better
this scam works with pizza.
- "'Who is it?' she said, already knowing who it was."
- Spider delivery.
[groans] Now you've got me saying it.
- Ugh, I'm surrounded by nincompoops!
- Pizza delivery.
Nailed it!
- You are getting very sleepy.
[all snoring]
- Oh, mother, mother.
[groans]
- Man, I'm good.
Then again... nincompoops!
- [groans]
- Time to wake up the snoring bush!
[all shouting]
[all screaming]
- Mother, we're making a super evil plan,
so we'll need snickerdoodles and juice boxes.
- You still live with your mother?
That's weird.
Flipsie and I went halfsies on a bachelor pad.
Who's Daddy's little wingman?
[giggles]
- Goody, I found a spot on my body
where I wasn't bitten by a spider.
[groans]
Never mind.
- We only have an hour of daylight left to get Turner.
Let's brainstorm a new plan.
- I know-- prank phone calls--
really mean ones with cutting personal slights.
- Or we just have him move in with Mother.
No human can survive that for long.
Mother, snickerdoodles!
- Well, we could use my death annihilator ray,
or--ooh!
We could ding-dong-ditch his house;
you know, where you ring the doorbell and run away.
[giggles]
- Whoa, tap the breaks.
You have a death annihilator ray?
You couldn't have brought that up before the pizza fiasco?
- Losers, we finally have a plan
to annihilate Timmy Turner.
- Snack-y time.
both: Hello, Mrs. Crocker.
- Hello, boys.
Here are your snickerdoodles.
Now get back to your evil.
- Killer doodles, Mrs. Crocker.
- Hey, Laser, eyes up here.
- Okay, buddy.
Which utensil do we eat our soup with?
This is an easy one.
- [slurps]
- You bozo.
It's the spoon!
What are you, a single-cell organism?
Open wide.
Here comes the choo-choo train.
Choo, choo. Choo, choo.
[dramatic music]
- Pizza delivery.
- We're not doing that anymore.
[growls]
[laser gun fires]
[both screaming]
- Run!
- Left, left, left!
[yells]
- Oh, brother.
- [screaming]
[laser gun fires]
♪
- [screams]
- So good to get out of that chaos and get back
to the peace and quiet of home.
Why's there a smoking hole in the wall?
- Could be anything.
Construction, big termites, annihilator ray...
[laser gun fires]
[both screaming]
- The losers are after us, and there was pizza with spiders
and left, left, left is wrong!
- He can't eat soup by himself!
- This may be a bad time to bring this up,
but is your mother...
seeing anyone?
- [screams] What is wrong with you
besides everything?
- No worries, Timmy.
We'll just poof them away with our upgraded iWands.
The software upload should only take a minute,
unless there's a glitch.
[wand beeps]
There's a glitch.
- I'll call tech support.
[laser gun firing]
I'm on hold!
- Okay, it's all good.
I just need a password.
Let's see. "Cosmo"?
No, I'll never remember that.
- Just do it!
- "Just do it."
Ooh, fun password.
[wand beeps] Oh, it's taken.
Glitched again.
- Your time on this Earth is done, Timmy Turner.
Did that sound scary?
I--I--I wanted to sound scary.
[accordion music]
- Pizza delivery.
- I'm feeling peckish.
[all screaming]
- I can grant a wish in ten seconds.
I'm just downloading my pictures.
Oh, look, Wanda.
It's us at that luau.
You look hot.
Seriously, you were sweating like a pig.
[laser gun fires]
- [screams]
[explosion]
[dramatic music]
[all screaming]
[all cheering]
- We annihilated Turner.
We did it!
Well, you did it.
That's my story, and I'm sticking to it.
- So that's our story? We blame him?
- Wait, what? It wasn't me.
It--it was Flipsie. Sorry, Flipsie.
Daddy's too pretty for jail. [giggles]
I'll call you, baby.
[all yelling]
- Oh, Timmy.
I'm sorry I called you a bozo,
but you kind of were a little bit.
- I will avenge you...
right after I watch cat videos on my new iWand.
- Aw, I miss my little potato with a hat.
- I'm okay. They missed me.
I played dead, 'cause lying on my back
with my eyes closed is what I do best.
[all cheering]
- My new iWand is ready.
I'm gonna poof us up a big celebration party.
[explosion]
Wanda, call tech support.
- I'm going out for the evening.
Don't wait up, Denzel.
- [groans] What is wrong with you?
- [giggles]
Snickerdoodle.
[jazzy music]
♪
- Frederator.