- I hope you're all hungry!
- Yeah.
- Absolutely.
- Yeah, let's eat.
- It is so nice
to sit down to dinner
like a normal family.
- Yeah.
Hit it, sis.
[laser buzzing]
[sizzling]
I'll get forks.
[forks clinking]
- I'll get the lemonade!
[zoom]
[clatter]
- And I'll eat dessert.
- Max, that's for later.
- Says who?
- Me. Now let it go.
- [grunting]
Suit yourself.
[laughs]
- Wall cake!
- That's it.
For once, could we enjoy
a nice, relaxing dinner
without you kids
using your superpowers?
- No problem.
- I'm sorry.
- Whatever.
- Sure, Dad.
- Great.
[sighs] Now...
Where is my Peruvian
hot sauce?
- You're gonna fly to Peru
to get hot sauce, aren't you?
- Thunder Man!
Away!
[crash]
- That is never not funny.
[rock music]
- ♪ What you see
is not what you get ♪
♪ Living our lives
with a secret ♪
♪ We fit right in,
bet you never guessed ♪
♪ 'Cause we're living our lives
just like all the rest ♪
♪ A picture-perfect family
is what we try to be ♪
♪ Look closer, you might see
the crazy things we do ♪
♪ This isn't make-believe,
it's our reality ♪
♪ Just your average family,
trying to be normal ♪
♪ And stay out of trouble ♪
♪ Livin' a double life ♪
- Okay.
See you then, Cherry.
I know, I can't wait either.
Bye.
[phone beeps off]
Ooh!
I'm having a girls' night
with Cherry.
- I don't get it.
You and Max have more powers
than all of us,
and you're excited about
seeing a friend?
- You don't get it
because your only friends
are the bacteria
in your armpits.
- Yeah, and they want to be
friends with you too.
- Eww!
- Come on, guys.
Be nice.
You should love
your siblings.
Except him.
He's evil.
- Come on, sis,
you're my twin.
Where's the love?
- Uh, the love died
when you beheaded my dolls
when we were five.
- Oh, yeah.
Totally worth it.
- [scoffs]
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I'm off to go do
supervillain stuff in my lair.
- It's not a lair
if it has a nightlight.
- Supervillain?
More like a super-cutie!
Mwah!
- Where you going?
- I am taking your mom
out to dinner.
- So Max and Phoebe
are babysitting you.
They're really
looking forward to it.
- Don't touch your armpits.
Don't laser your brother.
Don't take over the world.
Don't have more children.
Good night, everybody!
[zap]
Wow, Mom.
You still got it.
- Where are you going?
I need you and Max
to babysit tonight.
Both: What?
- Mom, I was going
to Cherry's tonight.
- Yeah, and I was gonna
not babysit.
- Well, now you're not
not babysitting.
Wait.
Yeah, that's right.
- Well, uh, can't a neighbor
watch Billy and Nora?
- Yeah.
- And risk the kids
exposing their powers
to a non-superhero?
- They won't,
they're really responsible now.
- Dance! Dance, I say!
- Ow! Cut it out!
- Ha-ha!
[laser zapping]
- Please, Mom,
Cherry is the only friend
I've managed to make
since we moved here.
- That's one more
than I thought she'd make.
- I'm sorry, honey,
but your father and I
gave up crime fighting
so you kids
could have
a normal childhood.
- That's right,
which is too bad,
'cause I still got it!
- Yeah, and a little extra.
- This is the worst.
You know,
sometimes I wish
we didn't even have
superpowers.
- I'm sorry, Phoebe.
Come on, Hank.
- To the Thunder-mobile!
- Minivan.
- To the Thunder-minivan!
- No, it's just a mini--
[scoffs] Whatever.
[door shuts]
- Agh!
How can I become
the world's greatest
supervillain
if I have to babysit
Zippy and Lasergirl?
Wait a minute...
You guys
are way too cool
for babysitting.
How'd you like to assist me
on my latest project?
- Sure.
- Guess so.
- All right.
Phoebe!
You deserve a girl's night.
So why don't I babysit
Billy and Nora
while you invite
your friend over here?
- Are you nuts?
What about Dad's
number-one rule?
- Everything goes better
with gravy?
- No non-supes in the house.
I'm calling Cherry
to cancel.
- You're right.
Of course, she'll probably
find a new best friend.
And you can make loneliness
your new best friend.
- Wait!
You guys promise
that if Cherry comes,
you won't use your powers?
- Of course not.
- Of course we won't.
[zap]
- Ow!
- She's not here yet.
- Okay...I'll do it.
- Great, let's text her.
Hey!
- "'Sup, girl?
Pheebs here."
- You're texting as me?
- "Totes obvi
we should hang at my crib."
See you at 7.
As if."
Smiley face
with a party hat.
- Darn it.
That is exactly
what I would have written.
- All right, guys,
to the Max lair!
Whoo!
- Billy in the hole!
- Glad we got rid
of the boy germs.
Am I right, Pheebs?
Yeah, I'll just go.
- Whee!
Hey, where's Nora?
- Aah!
[thud]
- Ooh!
Okay, I'll be right back.
Don't touch anything.
Both: Right.
- Let's touch stuff.
- Yeah!
- "Press here
to destroy Pluto"?
Mm.
[boom]
Must be broken.
- "Dr. Colosso"?
- Gah!
- Aah!
- Close it.
- Yep.
- I shouldn't be here, Nora.
The Junior Super Troops motto
is "Do no evil."
- Okay, who wants to help me
carve my initials in the moon?
- Ooh! I do!
Me! Pick me!
Me, me!
[laser buzzing]
- Good job, Billy.
Keep it nice and steady,
Nora.
This is awesome.
- You're the best babysitter
ever!
- Interesting decor.
Sort of a baseball, viking,
junkyard theme.
- Come on, Hank,
this is fun.
Now that we moved
to Hiddenville,
we can go out
like a normal couple.
- Yeah, you're right.
Maybe I won't miss
being you-know-who.
Savin' lives, my cape
billowing in the wind and...
Oh, look.
The menu's sticky.
- Honey, bad news.
The Thunder Man we hired
for the party can't make it.
His car broke down.
- Barb, did you hear that?
The guy playing Thunder Man's
a no-show
for that kid's birthday.
- Aww.
Ooh, jalapeño poppers.
- No, don't you see?
I'm Thunder Man.
I can save that precious
little girl's party.
- That's a boy.
- Yeah, whatever.
- Hey, we're
in Hiddenville now.
You can't go around exposing
your secret identity.
- I won't be. They'll think
I'm a party entertainer
who got his car
working again.
- Hank, you're not even
dressed for it.
It's not as if you happen
to have your supersuit...
Under your clothes.
- Did I hear
it's someone's birthday?
[all cheer]
- Thunder Man!
[overlapping chatter
and cheers]
[electronic droning]
- Alert, alert.
Non-supe approaching.
[doorbell rings]
- [sighs]
Sorry, Mom and Dad,
but I need a life.
- Hi!
- Hi, Pheebs!
Double selfie.
[camera clicks]
Oh, my gosh,
this place is bonkers.
How have I never
been here before?
- I don't know.
I mean, it's not like
I'm hiding anything.
- Well, of course not.
We're best friends.
- We are?
- Duh.
Speaking of which,
who is ready for the most
cray-mazing girls' night ever?
- Talk to me.
- First, we update
our double selfies.
[camera clicks]
Then, we rock to the new
Dance Your Thang Off
video game.
Rated "F," for "funky."
[whooping]
[both laugh]
And it all starts...
now.
Why'd you do that?
- Do what?
- This.
- I didn't do this.
- Yeah. You did this.
- I think I'd remember
if I did this.
- Phoebe--
- Hey, who wants
to make brownies?
I know I do.
- What?
- What are we doing next,
Max?
- Leaving me alone.
[sighs]
Fine.
Play with something
in here.
- Check it out.
"Nose hairalyzer."
- Is that nose hair?
Both: Awesome!
- Can I see it?
[zapping]
Today, I am a man.
- All right, lady,
spill it.
Who do you have
a crush on?
- I don't know, there's
no one really special.
- Cole Campbell?
- Sweet cheese, yes!
- You should totally
call him.
- You know I'm too shy
for that.
- Which is why
I'm the perfect best friend.
- Cherry...
what are you doing?
Don't you look up his number.
Don't you call it.
Don't you let it ring.
Don't you hand
that phone to--
Hey, Cole.
It's Phoebe...Thunderman.
From home room?
I was just calling to--
- See if you want
to hang out sometime.
- I can't believe you.
You would?
Yeah.
Next week's great.
Okay, bye.
He is so cute!
- Yeah, you might
want to hang that up.
[phone beeps off]
[both squealing
and laughing]
- Give it back!
- No!
- Billy!
- What's going on here?
- I saw it first!
- You want it?
Here!
- Ha! Missed me.
- You guys,
stop it right now.
- Billy, cut it out!
- That's it!
- Whoa.
- Oh...my...
Wow.
- So...this is fun.
- Your siblings are floating
in midair!
- No, they're not.
[both shout]
- You have superpowers.
- [gasps]
You have superpowers and--
and you didn't tell me?
- Cherry, there is a very
simple explanation
for all this.
And that explanation is...
uh...
[wind whipping]
[ice cracking]
- Um...you froze
your friend.
- I know I froze my friend!
Why are you smiling?
- I don't smile.
I smirk.
And I'm doing it because
you did something bad.
- Yeah, and when I tell Dad
that you're the one
who invited Cherry here,
he'll make us all
move again.
Smirk on that, smirky.
- Okay, this isn't
so fun anymore.
- Are we really
gonna have to move?
- Don't worry, Nora.
Max and I will solve this.
- You two are going
to work together?
Both: Let's get packin'.
- Guys, guys, guys, wait.
There is a very simple
solution.
I just wipe her memory
with my Brain Melt 3000.
- You are not wiping
my best friend's brain.
- She's friends with you
and is named after a fruit.
There's probably not much
there to wipe.
- No, we just need
to thaw Cherry out
and give her an explanation
for what she saw.
- Hey, I like that.
- Thank you.
- You'll fail,
it'll be hilarious,
and I still get
to wipe her brain.
Uh-oh.
I feel a smirk coming on.
Oh, yeah.
There it is.
- Metal bat!
[metal creaking]
- Ohh! Oh!
[cheers and applause]
That was amazing.
- Cement block!
[laughs]
[cheers and applause]
- Thunder Man, can I talk
to you for a second?
- Yeah, Barb, what's up?
- Super strength?
Are you trying
to get us exposed?
- Honey, don't worry.
Everybody thinks
I'm a party entertainer
using fake props.
The kids get a thrill,
I get to bust out a little
of the old thunder risk-free.
It's all good, Barb.
- Fly me, Thunder Man!
- Fly you?
Surprise attack!
Aah!
Get him off me!
Get him off!
[crash]
- Awesome!
[overlapping chatter]
- Okay, so we're all good
on the plan?
Both: Yep.
- Lame.
- Why do you always assume
your plans are better than mine?
- I have a supervillain lab.
You put glitter
on your homework.
I think
it's a safe assumption.
- You'll see.
This'll work.
[wind whipping]
[ice cracking]
So...let's hear it.
If you don't
have superpowers,
how do you explain those kids
rising into the air?
- [scoffs]
Simple.
They happen to have been
rehearsing
for their new
school musical...
Cannibal Squids From Mars.
- I'll get you,
Cannibal Squid!
- Never, Space Overlord!
Both: ♪ Oh, why can't squids
and overlords ♪
♪ Be friends? ♪
- There.
Isn't that a completely
believable explanation?
- I guess so?
- Good, then let's forget
about this whole
superpowers thing.
[bell chimes]
- Oh! The brownies.
- Brownies?
[zoom]
- I'll cut 'em in squares.
- Whoops. Heh.
Brownie?
- You all have superpowers.
Wait till I post this
on my blog!
- I got this one.
[wind whipping,
ice cracking]
You can't have all the fun.
- [sighs]
- I can't believe this!
Now Cherry's gonna tell
everyone at school
that we have powers,
and Dad'll make us move again.
- Where am I gonna get
another supervillain lair?
- Where am I gonna get
a new best friend?
- That's it!
We are not moving.
Not if the Brain Melt 3000
has anything to say about it.
- You are not
wiping her brain.
- Fine, I'll just
launch her into space.
- Are you nuts?
- Oh, no one's gonna miss her.
- You always do this!
- We gotta do something.
[electronic droning]
- Alert, alert.
Parents approaching house.
- I added parent alert
this morning.
- Nice.
- Also...
Both: Aah!
- Mom and dad are pulling in!
- We can't let them
see Cherry!
- Oh.
- Put her in the closet.
- Okay.
- Everyone act natural.
- [groaning]
- Easy.
- Hey, Mom.
Hey, Dad.
- 'Sup, guys?
- [stiffly]
Good evening, parents.
I do not know why
you'd be suspicious.
- Hank, I'll get you
a heating pad
in the closet.
- Wait!
Because I have a splinter.
- Oh. Let me take
a look in the light.
[high-pitched droning]
I don't see anything.
- Look harder!
- I'll just get an ice pack
from the kitchen.
- I'll get it, dad.
Junior Super Troopers
are trained to help the elderly.
- I think I can handle it.
[grunting]
- [whispering]
Upstairs.
- I gotta get my glasses
upstairs.
- No!
Did I say splinter?
I meant a cold.
Ah-choo!
- Hey, honey...
Honey...which cabinet
is the--
What is that?
- What is that?
- I know.
Ugly, right?
I am so done with
the Lamp of the Month Club.
- Phoebe, isn't this
your friend Cherry?
- Mom, Dad, I can explain.
See, you wouldn't let me
go to Cherry's,
so invited Cherry here,
but then she saw me
use powers,
so I kind of froze her.
- Really?
Honesty.
That's what
you're going with?
- You let a non-supe
in the house?
- I know.
I screwed up.
I broke the rules,
and I'm really sorry.
I just...
wanted to have a friend.
- I'm sorry, too.
Start packing, everybody.
- We have to move?
- We're moving?
- I don't wanna move!
- Sorry,
but we have no choice.
We have to keep
our powers a secret.
Although I know
showing them off sometimes
can be tempting.
- [sighs]
Well, at least I had
a best friend
for a little while.
- Mom, Dad, wait.
This isn't Phoebe's fault.
It's mine.
I texted her friend
to come over
so I could go
work in the lair.
So if you're gonna
punish anyone, punish me.
- Phoebe let her
in the house.
- Because she wanted
a friend.
Come on, Dad.
You moved us here so we could
live normal lives.
Well...don't ruin
Phoebe's chances
because of something
that I did.
- I'll tell you what.
I will pretend this whole night
never happened
if you and your sister
can figure out a way
to fix this.
- We're toast.
- Wait!
It's a long shot, but...
I know something
we can try.
[upbeat piano music]
All: ♪ So if you're
ever in space ♪
♪ Drop by
and visit our place ♪
♪ Ask for
the cannibal squids ♪
- ♪ We'll treat you right ♪
- ♪ You'll be our guest ♪
- ♪ We hope you're not
too hard to digest ♪
♪ That's the end
of our show ♪
- So...you're all
in the school musical,
and all that weird stuff I saw
was just special effects?
All: Yep.
- You buyin' that?
- Of course I'm buying that!
You guys are so cool!
Group selfie!
- Okay!
Well, it's getting late.
Thanks for coming by.
- You're great, Max.
I knew Phoebe had a brother,
but she never said
he was so talented.
- Yeah, whatever, Orange.
- It's Cherry.
- Okay, bye.
- What a night.
Come on, kids.
Time for bed.
- Can Max and Phoebe
babysit us every night?
All: No!
- Think I'm gonna try
one of those brownies
in the kitchen.
- That was a really nice thing
you did for me.
- Yeah, listen.
I have a reputation
to uphold,
so if we can keep this whole
nice thing on the down low.
- Nuh-uh--
you did a nice thing,
and I'm never gonna
forget it.
Try to melt my brain,
and I'll cram that thing
down your smirk hole.
[thud]
- Mmm.
You know what these need?
Macadamia nuts.
- Let me guess:
You're gonna fly
all the way to Hawaii
and get--
- Thunder Man!
Away!
- We have a weird family.
- Yeah, we do.
- Why does it say "Nora rules"
on the Moon?
- Nora!