[bird crowing]
[cat meowing, mouse squeaking]
[elephant trumpeting, lion roaring]
♪ Go! ♪
[theme song playing]
♪ T-E-E-N ♪
♪ T-I-T-A-N-S ♪
♪ Teen Titans, let's go ♪
♪ Teen Titans, go ♪
[clanging]
What are you doing in my chest, dude?
Teaching you a lesson,
on the art
of concealment.
[all gasp]
- Ta-da! - Wow! Cool.
I know. Batman taught it to me.
And today, I teach it to you.
- No, thanks. - No, thank you.
We don't want to learn another one of your boring lessons, Robin.
And besides, we already made plans for today.
Yeah, we's going to sit here all day and do nothing y'all.
Well, too bad!
Today you are going to learn the art of concealment.
And before you say no again, you should know that this lesson
involves us playing hide and seek.
- All right! - I love playing hide and seek.
What is the hide and seek?
You know the game where everyone hides
and one person has to find them.
Oh, on my home planet of Tamaran we have such a game,
But we call it Hunt 'N Glunkakakakakah!
That's great, Star.
I'll be it first.
That way I can see how much training you'll need.
Now, go hide. One, two, three, four...
You'll never find us in here.
Ready or not, here I come!
- Found you. - Aw!
That was a terrible hiding spot, Titans.
You clearly need a lot of training.
Okay, Beast Boy. You're it.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
You fools ain't going to be able to hide from me, yo.
One, two, three, uh...d,e,f...
Where do we hide? Where do we hide?
Relax. First, let's do a little recon.
Ready or not, here I come!
He turned himself into the blood hound?
How are we going to hide from that?
By following lesson one in the art of concealment...
covering your scent.
Now, quick, hop in.
You want us to hide in the trash compactor?
Yes. Now, get in.
[all screaming]
Oh, man, it smells like Robin's fish breath.
Pretty great, right?
Beast Boy will never be able to pick up our scent.
But it reeks in here.
And I am trying very hard not to do the throwing up.
Look on the bright side.
You've just completed your first lesson in the art of concealment
Is this also part of your lesson?
No.
We must have activated the compactor.
Quick, see if you can brace it.
It is not working.
Nice going, Robin.
Now we're gonna get flattened.
This is all your fault.
We need to call for help.
Birdarang, come in.
Birdarang, do you read me?
What's up, homeslice?
Listen to me. We've trapped ourselves inside the compactor,
so I need you to shut it down.
What's that? I'm in the middle of a ridonkulous dance party. Oooh, oooh!
I said I need you to shut it down!
Word. I'm on it, el jefe.
[Robin] What! What are you doing, Birdarang?
I'm shutting this party down.
We're going on all night until the sun come up, homeslice.
[Cyborg] Oh, no! We're about to get flattened!
Found you!
Okay, Star. This time, you're it.
You sure you got the hangs of it, momma?
Indeed. I will simply play this game like we do on my home planet.
One Tamaran, two Tamaran, three Tamaran...
Ready or not, let the Hunt...
And the Glunkakakakakah begin!
To those who are being the hunted,
prepare to feel the Glunkakakakakah!
I don't know what "Glunkakakakakah" means, but it doesn't sound good.
I think they dice people up into itty bitty pieces on her planet.
Man, these crazy Tamarans, man. They're crazy.
Yeah, way less seeky and way more slashy.
Maybe we should call off the game.
Relax. No one's in danger because Star will never find us.
And how do you expect us to stay so hidden?
By following lesson two in the art of concealment,
becoming a master of disguise!
You cannot hide forever, friends!
You shall soon feel the Glunkakakakakah!
Are you sure this is gonna work?
Batman taught me. So yes, it'll work.
I hope you're right.
- I thinks I gotta poop. - Hold it in, Beast Boy.
You!
Tell me where the friends are hiding?
Forfeit the location or face the annihilation.
Give them up now
of face the cert--
No, wait, it's me, Robin!
I give up! Just don't give me the Glunkakakakakah!
Oh, it is the you, friend Robin.
Very well. If you do not wish to have the Glunkakakakakah,
then no Glunkakakakakah, you shall have.
Ah. Phew.
Yo, what is Glunkakakakakah mean anyway?
I believe it is what you Earthlings refer to as the kiss.
- Ah! - Ooh, ooh.
I would like to play the Glunkakakakakah, please.
Me too, me too.
[both] Wow!
Booyah! That was the sweetest, softest Glunkakakakakah that I've ever received.
Wait. I changed my mind.
I want the Glunkakakakakah! Give me the Glunkakakakakah!
I am sorry, friend Robin, but once the Glunkakakakakah
has been rejected, the rules of the game state
that I cannot offer you another one ever, ever again.
Nooooo!
Cut it out you big baby.
Right. Sorry.
Okay, Cyborg, you're it.
No problem. With all my tech, it'll be easy to find you guys.
One, two, three...
Quick, Titans, hide!
[speaking gibberish]...20.
Ready or not, here I come.
Where to hide? Where to hide?
Cyborg's robot body can track our heat signatures.
So hiding from him is not gonna be easy, yo.
Which is why we should follow lesson three in the art of concealment.
Hide inside Silkie!
What?
[belches]
Ew! It's all warm and sticky in here.
Which is precisely the point.
Hiding inside Silkie's warm body should mask our heat.
I hope you're right, fool.
[computer] Multiple heat signatures detected.
You thought you could hide from me?
Booyah! Mega spicy chips!
Hide and snack, baby.
See, it's working.
Cyborg will never find us in here.
But I think something else did.
Ah! What is that, yo?
It sounds like the monster!
And it is headed this way!
How's you guys?
Yo-ho-ho!
It's just our old pal, Freak.
Yo, what you doing up in here, Freak?
Silkie eat Freak.
Wow! Bummer, man.
Oh, vegetables!
Oh, you smell my okra.
Vegetable! Vegetable!
Don't give it to a him, Beast Boy.
He's just gonna want more.
Sorry Freak, Bossman says no.
Oh. Freak do booty scooty?
[music playing]
Booty!
♪ Scoot you booty Now do the booty scooty ♪
Booty!
Aww! I got to give him one now.
[sighs] Fine.
Freak, love you!
I love you too, Freak.
Now give Freak more!
Sorry, Freak! I was fresh out.
- Ahh! - Run!
I think I see a way out.
Found you!
Okay, Raven is it.
No, I've had enough hide and seek for one day.
Come on, Raven. One last round.
I promise we'll hide in a spot that's so good
you'll never find us in 100 years.
Whatever. One, two, three, four...
Oh, boy. It's time for my story.
Now, where did I put that remote?
Oh, so that's where they were hiding all these years.
Whatever.