[owl hooting] [crickets chirping]
Watch our numbers grow!
Mole leaders make it so!
Can you stop screaming?
I'm trying to watch "So You Think You Can Scream."
[screaming]
Ah-ah-ah-ah, put the donuts down-
and step away from the box.
I was just going to take one.
Uh-huh. Or two.
One or two dozen.
I stopped eating Moleos when I was twelve,
and my teeth still hurt when I look at 'em.
And you're supposed to sell the boxes of donuts
before you get your Business Mole badge, remember?
Sell, not eat. [horn honks]
Sounds like your ride's here.
Come on. Let's get your sweater on.
Oh, honey. Come on.
They're not that bad.
[knocking] See?
They're even knocking at the door this time.
Target goof eliminated!
That's my mom!
I'm Ethan, I need a babysitter!
Boys!
Ahhh!
Boys, get back here!
Oh, hey Sam! How are ya?
Oh, I love your blouse.
[crash] Dirk! Put it down!
It's Moleo season again.
All that sugar.
Oh, yeah. Times two.
And Ross gets back on Sunday, so I have three days
to find a father-proof hiding spot for the donuts.
Are you still thinking of putting them in the wall?
Oh! I put ours in the bunker out back.
He has a nose for Moleos.
[crash] Oh! Sure, but hurry up.
Yes! Yeah. No, oh, darn it.
Our babysitter had a little breakdown.
Again.
But, you.
You're old enough to babysit...
No! No! Oh, no.
DONE!
He'll be fine!
I'll just drop the boys off when I pick your mom up.
Boys!
Sugar bomb, 12 o'clock!
[screaming]
[clears throat]
You are a lifesaver!
So, you'll let me babysit her kids?
Well, I thought that maybe you deserve a second shot.
That's okay; I'll call Sarah for backup.
Wow.
* She's the girl next door.
* She's the girl next door
* Just for me
* What you get is what you see
* She's the girl next door.
* Nice, but not in a heart that's pure *
* She's the girl next door
* Just for me
[*]
Thanks so much for coming, Sarah.
Okay, this'll be great.
It'll be fun.
Just call me if you smell smoke.
Okay. [doorbell rings]
Okay.
So I have to babysit you
while you babysit two 9-year-olds?
Seriously? How bad can they be?
Imagine a giant piranha that walks on land.
Now give it rabies.
And a brother.
I'd rather babysit the piranhas.
Ethan, you remember the boys?
They're being so nice and quiet!
They're up to something, I know it!
So, let's go, shall we, before they... you know.
Oooh, kids drawing.
Real scary.
Where should we hide?
I'm keeping this at the ready.
Looks like a mole made a hole in this.
Only one thing to do.
Time to go.
Yeah, too quiet.
I bet they're drawing up a plan to destroy us.
Just wait for it...
Wait for it...
Benny! Ah!
Oh Benny!
No, no. I just- wait, you what?
Nothing.
I'm here to help battle the tornado twins.
Yeah, me too. Are they here yet?
I don't see anybody bleeding...
See for yourself.
Hey boys, this is Benny and Rory.
Hello Benny and Rory.
Whoa.
That is a tornado of weird.
Are we going or what?
I'm starving.
Coming, Erica.
Wait. Going? Going where?
New safety rule from the council-
they want us to hunt in pairs.
So I have to watch this "vegetarian vampire"
pick up her blood salad from a delivery truck.
Beats watching you choose your meal:
"He's so stringy. He's too old.
What?
More stalk, less talk.
I won't be long.
And if you need backup,
I'm sure Jane can handle it.
Right, Jane?
You betcha.
Yeah!
Grown-ups!
Let's go play video games!
Yes! Yes!
[*]
Seriously, what good's pre-paying for a delivery
if the guy doesn't show up?
What the good of having fangs
if your friend stops you from BITING people?
That guy was driving, Erica!
It's called "Meals on Wheels," Sarah.
And he had his window open.
He also had a mullet.
I thought you were a food snob.
Actually, there's no one on the streets.
[chanting] Moles all around.
Watch our numbers grow.
Kill the queen, destroy the hive.
But it's more fun shooting Rory!
Not for Rory!
Should we check on the kids?
Hey, creep brothers!
If you're okay, say nothing.
They're fine.
Roads outta Whitechapel are snarled.
What's going on?
Should we all be in a state of total panic?
Are our very lives in danger?
Stay tuned and we'll let you know.
News Eye 5 will keep you alive!
And in more delicious news,
it's Moleo time again!
Guys, stick to the plan!
Conquer the queen, then release the colony!
Feeling... Faint.
Rory! Snacks!
I'm on it!
Guys?
Those boys ain't right.
Wait, wait, it was that one.
Darn- which one's the evil one?
Hey, little dude. What's going on?
Moles in the ground.
Moles all around.
We've got a problem.
Your mom's home.
Your mom was so busy yelling,
she didn't even notice Sarah gone
or Jane acting weird.
Well, I'll tell you what's weird:
And every time I searched Val Mudrap,
my computer froze on that picture of a red door.
[indistinct voices]
Why is everyone leaving?
Well, hello, boys.
Classes are cancelled.
All the teaching staff appear to have left.
Left? Left where?
No idea.
They just got up and took off.
Not even a word of thank-you
for the donuts I got them for the staff meeting.
Did you just see that?
Do you know what this means?
Yes! Of course! Sort of.
Nope.
Just tell me what it means.
It must be the donuts.
They're making all the adults leave town
and turning the kids into droneos.
I wonder what it does to teenagers?
I don't wanna know!
Speaking of weak, here comes the hot-mess express.
Ah!
She's so hungry she can't control her fangs
and I'm so hungry I can't control her!
What are you geeks gawking at?
No rats! We need real food
and this town is running on empty.
So? Just fly over to the next town and get some takeout.
The Vampire Council says hunting outside of Whitechapel
can cause a turf war.
Can't you just take a small nibble of a student-
not me, of course.
Teenagers are full of junk food and hormones.
She's a picky eater.
And my blood-delivery guy vanished.
Whatever's happening, un-happen it!
Okay, we need to go home and come up with a plan.
Wait!
No adults?
I have been dreaming of this moment my whole life.
We can do anything we want!
Anything!
Yeah!
So this is the moment you've been waiting for?
Ethan, this pizza is topped with another pizza.
With no manager to stop him,
they just made it for me!
Mom! Where are you going!
Ethan! Come back!
Mom!
Ethan.
I dropped my pizza.
I think we found the troop leader.
Let me handle this.
Okay.
Possessed and possibly rabid
Wow! Benny?
That's never worked before.
I think we should run.
Run? Why? They're just little kids.
Okay, now, who wants to play "make the king a sandwich"?
I think they'd rather make the king into a sandwich.
Let's go!
Owww! I know! But I want to...
I really want to! Ah!
Should we cNo! for help?
I don't want anyone witnessing this kinder beat-down!
Wave to the camera, guys!
You're gonna be Internet stars!
I'm enjoying you getting your butts kicked
by ankle-biters.
Ow! They're biting my ankles!
Fine.
I think there's a tooth in my shoe!
The kid had braces.
Hey, they're stronger than they look, okay?
I could use a Moleo myself.
Maybe I have some left.
[stomach rumbling] Don't talk about EATING!
Whoa!
Benny, your grandma's blood substitute...
I know it tastes like shoes,
That guy wouldn't shut up.
I mean, "Okay! Let's go!"
No, wait.
Okay.
Good. I'm up.
You can let go now.
[thunderous noise]
Are you okay?
Doors in the floor, moles by the score,
Val Mudrap for ever more.
That is not okay.
I must go.
Val Mudrap summons us.
Val who?
Jane, just snap out of it.
Oh, no, sis, sorry.
You gotta stay put, okay?
[phone rings]
Benny, what's up?
Ethan, get over here.
I think Grandma left something that might be useful.
Also, the girls are looking at me like I'm a burrito.
I have to stay and watch Jane.
She's got the donut fever.
Find anything you can about the moles, or Val Mudrap.
Anything, okay?
Only Benny can "Benny"!
Says you.
Wow.
Some of these moles look delicious.
Skim through it.
Look through anything that can help us figure out
what those moles are up to.
What about this, Benny?
It's red!
Can't you make this into blood with one of your spells?
That's not how it-
Sure! Let's give'r a try.
Gimme, gimme!
Whoa.
What? Nothing!
the children played for eternity.
All hailed Muldvaarp, child-beast, charmer,
keeper of the key to the underworld."
Looks like a clue to me.
Muldvaarp? Nice name.
No wonder it hates its parents.
Whoa!
Clue number two!
I'm on fire!
It's the girl that beat you up!
Ethan needs to see this.
Race ya! Okay!
Whoa, what happened?
Where's Jane?
"Mini-Mole Club House Collapses."
One nine-year-old witness said the building
'got sucked into a door in the floor.'
Where is this place?
I saw it in my vision!
It was in the old part of town.
We need to go there. Fast.
How can you have so much meat in your freezer
and none of it be human?
Hey. Cool tails.
Tails?
Come on. Jane's got a good head start.
Tails?
[*]
We've been waiting for you.
Jane.
Here, guys. Drink this.
It should give you a bit of a boost.
I ought to kick your butt for turning us into freaks.
Yeah, before those wickedly awesome upgrades,
you guys were totally normal.
Ow! It's like sandpaper!
Guys! Quit it!
All hail Muldvaarp!
And now we open the door to eternal freedom!
keeper of the key.
We've gotta get the key away from her
and she can't open that door.
How do you two feel?
Better. But I don't think I can fight.
Then you get those kids out of here.
Single file to eternal freedom!
They're in better hands now.
Relax, you moleo maniacs!
Erica, stop yelling at them!
Why won't they just nap?
I got this.
Porkoth Zanthrak Porkoth fara-
Oh, that stings!
You guys are on your own!
Benny!
Knock it off, Rory!
You're ruining my fun!
Stop it!
So! PAINFUL!
Jane, come on!
Stop!
That's mine!
You're cheating!
I must go through the door.
Muldvaarp is coming. I can't hold her!
No fair! No fair!
Ha! How do you like them donuts?
I don't know what happened,
but I'm glad you guys saved me.
Don't worry. You're safe.
Everything's back to normal...
ish.
Can someone finally help me?
Grandma had no idea how she-
got to that singles resort in the Dominican.
Mom ended up at Funfunland.
Jane was furious she went without her.
Well, you two look better.
Thanks to your Grandma getting rid of those tails,
you escaped an epic butt kicking.
Later.
Yeah. So gross.
No, you don't understand. I liked it.
Sarah, it was the best.
I can't stop thinking about it.
It's not your fault.
Everything tastes good when you're hungry.