♪ Crashing through the crowded halls ♪
♪ Dodging girls like ping pong balls ♪
♪ Just to reach the bathroom on time ♪
♪ Leaping over laundry piles ♪
♪ Diapers you can smell for miles ♪
♪ Guy's gotta do what he can to survive ♪
♪ In the Loud House, in the Loud House ♪
♪ Duck, dodge, push, and shove ♪
♪ That's how we show our love ♪
♪ In the Loud House, in the Loud House ♪
♪ One boy and ten girls ♪
♪ Wouldn't trade it for the world ♪
♪ Loud House ♪
♪ Loud, Loud House ♪
Poo-Poo!
[heavy rock music playing]
[wailing]
[gasps]
Awesome rehearsal, dudes!
We're gonna crush it at the Beats in the Heat festival!
[phone pings, vibrates]
[gasps] You guys! I just got an alert!
Our video for "Play With My Band"
just hit 100,000 streams!
- [all gasp] - [Mazzy] What?!
- That rocks! - Dude!
Remember what we said we'd do when this happened?
Go to Dairyland and have our heads shaved
in front of a live audience?
[crowd cheering]
No, dude.
You were outvoted three to one.
What we agreed to do
was get matching Moon Goat tattoos! Remember?
We even pinky swore.
[all] Oh, yeah!
- Tat Shack it is! - I'm down.
Me too, but last I checked, if you're under 18,
you need a parent with you.
No prob.
Let's talk to our parents tonight
and I'll make an appointment for tomorrow.
How's 4:00?
- Yeah! - So stoked!
[tattoo gun buzzing]
Whoa!
Excuse me, I'd like to make an appointment?
Whoa! You got your face tattooed on the back of your head?
Cool, right? Anyway, what brings you in?
Uh, can you take four people tomorrow at 4:00?
[pained grunting] Luna!
Fancy seeing you at the Tat Shack!
Hey, Chunk! Yeah, me and the Moon Goats
are getting our first tattoos!
Ah, I remember getting my first tattoo.
This beaut here.
It symbolizes me love of rock 'n' roll!
Sick!
It hurt a bit at first,
but I just bit down on me nose ring
until I could see straight again.
[whimpering]
And here's me mum!
I had her inked over my heart, 'cause I love her so much!
- Didn't hurt a bit. - Phew!
Once I blacked out, that is.
That bad, huh?
Ah, don't stress.
The pain isn't too bad.
Unless you get one on your arm.
Or your legs. Or stomach.
Oh! Or your back. Or your skin.
Come to think of it, I suppose the only place it doesn't hurt
to get a tattoo is on someone else!
Now hold still, Chunk man.
I gotta finish!
[hesitantly] You don't seem in pain right now.
Oh, that's just 'cause I left me body.
Hello, mate!
I come up here when the pain
gets really unbearable.
Great. Uh, uh, uh, cool.
Cancel my appointment.
I-I just remembered I'm busy tomorrow.
Was it something I said?
Ooh, getting close to the spine. I can't watch.
What am I gonna do? I can't go back on a pinky swear,
but you guys know I have a low pain threshold!
I passed out when I got these earrings!
And they're clip-ons! Ah!
Relax. Dad will never let you get a tattoo anyway.
You can blame it on him.
You're right!
He'll say no and that'll be the end of the story.
Hey, kids!
Oh, I ran into your band as they were leaving,
and they spilled the beans about the tattoo.
- Yeah, I understand-- - Don't worry, I'm cool with it!
Wait, what?
In fact, while I'm with you,
I may even get a Doo Dads tat.
Here's a mock-up. When I flex, it looks like it's ringing!
Ha! It's gonna be so cool!
[anxiously] Oh!
Here's an idea: stop being such a weenie.
Pain is in the mind!
We have to toughen you up!
That's a great idea.
Maybe if you can handle
other painful situations, you'll be less afraid.
[gulps] Painful situations?
[rock music playing]
- [thudding] - [grunting]
You gotta let yourself get hit! That's the whole point!
Ow!
You did it! One down!
By my calculations,
a tattoo covering this much surface area
should take roughly 93 minutes,
which is equivalent of 62 ball hits...
Okay, okay.
I can do this.
...per second.
Uh, what?
[rock music playing]
[yelling, wincing]
Where ya going? No pain, no gain!
This is an authentic reproduction of the corsets
worn by the Salem witches as they faced their doom.
It's actually pretty comfy, dude!
Ow! [pained groaning]
Spoke too soon...
Crushing ribs...
Uncle!
[crash]
Nothing hurts more than a bite from a fire ant.
Okay, guys.
You know what to do.
[military style marching music playing]
- [squeaks] - Gah! It hurts!
Get these creepy crawlies off me, man!
He didn't even bite you yet!
Now you've insulted his whole family.
They're not gonna like that.
[screams]
Take a deep breath and imagine your happy place.
For me, it's the mall on Black Friday.
Everything is on clearance and I have gift card.
[breathes deeply]
Okay, now I want you to keep holding that thought.
Just keep holding it...
And...
- [Luna screams] - [alarm rings]
[panting] Oh, I can't do it!
I love my band but I hate pain even more!
I'm just gonna have to tell them that the pact is off.
Hmm... Maybe they don't want tattoos either!
Maybe they'll even thank me for letting them off the hook!
Wait a second.
Y-you all got them already?
Of course! We pinky swore!
Sorry I didn't wait to get it together.
My mom could only go this morning.
Yeah, same! I had to go at noon with my dad.
I got mine at the mall.
My mom was going to get yoga pants
and didn't wanna make two trips.
[laughs nervously] Awesome.
Man, I can't wait to get mine.
Unfortunately, my, uh, dad had to bail today
'cause a linguini fight broke out at the restaurant.
Cheese everywhere! But I'll reschedule ASAP.
See you guys at Beats in the Heat!
Ugh! I can't believe I'm the only one
too scared to get a tattoo.
I can't believe you thought a linguini fight
was a good cover story.
I have no choice but to leave town,
disappear, and work the counter at a roadside diner.
Luna, look!
Wock 'n' woll!
Oh, man!
Even Lily can handle the pain!
They're temporary. They come off with water.
[gasps] Of course!
Why didn't I think of that?
[upbeat music playing]
Check it out, dude!
It hurt so bad, I left my body.
- Hardcore! - Nice!
We're gonna look so cool on stage!
Hello, Tall Timbers Park! Welcome to Beats in the Heat.
We have a great lineup today,
featuring Royal Woods' own Moon Goats!
[air horn sound effect]
Until then, kick back, relax,
and chill out with some water sports!
Water sports? [winces]
[dramatic music playing]
Water balloon fight!
[dramatic rock music playing]
[exclaiming]
Wow! Look at you, running around.
Want a cool-down spritz?
Agh!
[screams]
[crackling]
[groans]
[gasps]
Face paint! Perfect!
Good as new!
There you are!
Hey, your tattoo.
- Wasn't the ink darker before? - Oh, uh...
I got that special tattoo ink that changes color in sunlight.
Oh, didn't know that was a thing. Cool!
Hey. We're about to start the rowboat race.
I'd love the Moon Goats to participate.
It'd make a great photo op for the newspaper!
We would, but... it's not good to ride a boat before a show.
Wouldn't want to get seasick.
Don't worry, I always carry motion sickness gum.
And I won't take no for an answer.
[gulps]
[horn blows]
Hey, watch it! You splashed me!
Are you okay? You've been acting strange since we got here.
What? Oh! I'm great!
It's just, uh, my t-shirt. It's dry-clean only.
- [engine revving] - [laughing maniacally]
Eat pond scum, slowpokes!
Nothing's stopping Scootsie today!
[yelling]
Help! I can't swim!
Somebody jump in and save her!
I-I-I just ate, like, five funnel cakes!
I'm wearing my coolest and heaviest boots!
I can't swim! And she scares me.
Are one of you hippies gonna save me or what?!
Hm? [whimpers]
Oh... I guess I'm going in.
Don't worry, Scoots, I got ya!
[grunts] There you go, Scoots. You're okay.
I'm wet, is what I am!
Oh! Ow, ow, ow!
Oh, no...
- Are you okay?! - [sighs] Yeah.
Luna, your tattoo...
I've been lying to you guys.
I was totally psyched to get a tattoo,
but when I went to make an appointment
it looked so painful.
I couldn't go through with it. I'm really sorry.
I should've been honest with you guys.
[groans] You're not the only one who needs to apologize.
- [gasps] - I couldn't handle it either.
Guess you two are the only hardcore Goats here.
Actually, I drew mine on with my mom's eyeliner.
I got woozy just thinking about getting a real one.
Wow. You guys are the worst.
JK. I chickened out too.
- [laughter] - Wow.
Okay, in the future, let's be real with each other,
no matter what.
Sounds good. Pinky swear?
[all] Pinky swear!
So since none of us are ready to get a tat,
what can we do to celebrate our 100,000th stream?
[gasps] We can finally do my idea!
[whimsical fanfare]
[crowd cheering]
- Still not happening. - Aww.
Why don't we just do something simple?
[giggling]
[bright tinkling]
[Mazzy] Moon Goats forever!
- [rock music playing] - [cheering, whooping]
Hey guys, check it out!
Now we all have tattoos!
Rock on! [winces]
Wow, you guys are handling the pain much better than me.