- ♪ 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 ♪
all: ♪ In the Loud house ♪
♪ In the Loud house ♪
- ♪ Duck, dodge, push, and shove ♪
♪ Is how we show our love ♪
all: ♪ In the Loud house, in the Loud house ♪
- ♪ One boy and ten girls ♪
♪ Wouldn't trade it for the world ♪
all: ♪ Loud, Loud ♪
♪ Loud, Loud house ♪
- Poo-poo.
♪ ♪
- Lana, change the channel.
- This show is so boring.
- Ugh! There's nothing on TV!
[electricity sparks] [all gasp]
- Oh, no. What'd I do?
- Uh, I think the power's out.
Wonder if it's the whole neighborhood.
- Let's see. Yep.
A tree knocked down a power line on Oak Street.
all: Eh.
- Uh-uh. Put those down.
Who knows how long this blackout could last?
We need to preserve the battery life on our phones.
You too, Lily.
- Wait! - Aww, man!
- This isn't fair!
- I'm sure you'll think of another way
to entertain yourselves.
Just use your imaginations.
Come on, honey.
Let's take a quick walk around the block
and check in on the neighbors.
- Good idea. All right, kiddos.
Your mom and I'll be back in just a bit.
- Ugh!
We're doomed! - Yeah.
This is gonna be the most boring night of our lives.
- Not necessarily!
Clyde taught me a cool game we could try.
One of us starts telling a story,
then we pass it off to the next person
and they can do whatever they want with it.
- Hm, interesting. - Sounds cool.
- Great! I'll go first.
[clears throat]
Once upon a time, there was an awesome space cowboy
flying around the galaxy.
His name is Triton.
He's been away from his planet for months.
He's finally heading home, but all of a sudden...
[alarms blaring] The ship begins to shake!
[computer beeping]
- Out of power? Dang it.
I gotta find somewhere to land. Fast.
[ship whooshes]
- Triton lands on a foreign planet.
Looking for something to power his ship.
When he sees...
Okay, Lola. Now it's your turn.
- Ooh, yay.
So, weird space guy-- - He's not weird, Lola!
He's cool. - Ugh, whatever.
So the space guy looks around to see...
- [gasps]
- A lovely young lady
sitting by a pretty pond.
Her name is--
- Princess DeLola.
- Hi, DeLola. I'm Triton.
- What brings you to my planet?
- Well, my ship ran out of power,
and I had to make an emergency landing.
Does your planet have anything I can use to recharge my ship?
- Well, we used to.
We had a power crystal that was strong enough
to charge just about anything.
But it was shattered into five shards
when a mystical tree fell on it.
And the wind scattered them across the land.
As princess, it is my duty
to find the five missing shards
and reform the crystal
so that I can bring power back to my kingdom.
- I'll help you reform the crystal.
Then we can both use the power from it.
- Oh, great! I don't have any shards yet.
But I think I saw one in the bottom of this pond!
- They look into the water when...
Lana, you're turn.
- Ooh.Okay.
They look into the water...
[both gasp]
When a big frog jumps out and splashes them!
He's got a...cool hat!
A red one. His name is Ri...bbon.
Yeah, Ribbon the frog. - [ribbets]
- Triton and DeLola ask...
- Did you see a crystal down there?
- Oh, that really shiny rock?
I ate it. Now I glow in the dark.
[both groan]
But I know where another shard is.
I can lead you there.
And when this one, uh,
works its way through my system,
you can have it too.
both: Ew. - Follow me.
- Ribbon leads them into a forest.
But just then, they hear...
Okay, Lunes. It's all you.
- Awesome.
So, the gang heads deeper into the forest--
- [gasps]
- When all of a sudden... [thunder booms]
They hear the jamming of an electric guitar.
- [playing rock music] [cackling]
- Wow. She's incredible.
- Look at her guitar! [gasps]
It's powered by a crystal shard!
We have to get it from her.
Hello there.
That guitar sure is guitar-y.
But would you be interested
in trading it for an even better instrument?
- A better instrument? [scoffs]
Sure, dude. I'd like to see that.
- [laughs nervously] Great!
Okay, give us one moment.
DeLola, Triton, and Ribbon
head back into the forest where...
- Hm? Oh, right.
So they head into the forest where
they spot a strange tree.
And hanging off the branches
are all kinds of wacky instruments.
- [playing rock music]
- Okay, Rock God Lady.
Try playing this.
[tense music]
- Hm.
[instrument blares awkwardly]
Whoa! This is incredible!
It sounds even better than my guitar.
- Dude, she would never say that.
- Hey! It's my turn.
No interrupting.
- All right. I'll honor the trade.
Here's the crystal, my dudes.
- [gasps]
This is great! Come on.
We better keep searching for the rest.
[off-key notes] - They head back
into the forest when they hear a creature flailing.
[all gasp]
And then... Lisa, your turn.
- So they hear a creature,
and warily approach a rustling bush.
But then, discover that the creature is in fact
[all gasp] - A robot!
Triton jumps into action.
- [groans]
- Thanks for the assist.
I was in search of crystal shards
when I stumbled into this bramble patch.
- You're looking for them too?
- Indeed. I am.
My battery's run down,
and if I don't get a recharge before sunrise tomorrow,
I will cease to operate.
- You should join our quest.
We already have two crystal shards
if you count the one in Ribbon's stomach.
[shard ringing]
Once we find the rest and reform the crystal,
we can all use it.
- Excellent. Tally-ho!
All right.
That concludes my contribution.
Lynn? - Aww, yeah!
Things are about to get real!
Suddenly, the group find themselves
on a basketball court in the sky.
Something comes crashing down so fast,
they can't even tell what it is!
- [grunting]
Aw, yeah!
- [gasps] Whoa!
That was crazy. How are you so fast?
- I've got a secret weapon.
[crystals buzzing, crackling]
- Crystal shards.
We are in desperate need of those.
Is there any way you might surrender them?
- Pfft. These crystal kicks
give me the speed I need to succeed.
No way I'm giving them up.
all: Aww.
- What are we going to do?
We need those shards.
- Hmm. I've got an idea!
We challenge you to a game of hoops.
First to make it to three points wins.
And if we win, we get your shards.
- What's in it for me?
- Hmm. Uh...
If you win, you can have all the shards we've collected.
[all gasp]
- [laughing manically]
You're gonna regret making that offer.
Deal. [crunch] - Oof.
Okay, now who knows how to play basketball?
- [groans]
- It's all you, Luce.
- That's when it came to Triton.
They needed to summon the spirit
of the best baller ever.
- We summon the ghost of Dominic Dunkster.
[all gasp]
- Sigh.
- Mr. Dunkster, sir, can you please help us
beat an alien in a dunk contest?
- Anything for my fans.
- All right, large, athletic, alien bipedal,
let the competition commence!
[upbeat music]
- [laughs] [grunts]
Yeah! [airhorn blasts]
- [grunting]
[airhorn blasts]
- [grunting]
[airhorn blasts]
[laughing]
[airhorn blasts]
Huh? [groans]
Huh?
- Whoa.
[airhorn blasts]
[airhorn blasting]
- What? How did you guys beat me?
[groans]
[sighs]
- After noticing a sad Tricksy,
Triton removes his shoe laces.
- Hey, wait a minute.
Cowboy boots don't have laces. - Sh.
Let Luce finish her part of the story, Stink'n.
- Here. Take these.
They're antigravity shoelaces.
[upbeat music]
- [gasps] Whoa.
Thanks, bro. [grunts]
These are giving me a ton of air.
- Okay, guys. Let's go find another shard.
Your turn, Lori.
- Okay. I've totally got this.
They look around and see...
[all gasp]
- Literally the most beautiful mermaid
in the entire galaxy.
- Guys, look!
She's charging her phone with a crystal shard!
Excuse me, Ms. Mermaid.
We've been traveling all over the planet
collecting shards of the power crystal,
and we think you have the last piece we need.
- Without it, I won't be able to get home.
- And my circuits will cease to fire.
- And my kingdom is without power.
Can you please part with your shard?
- Wow, guys.
What you've been through is such a bummer.
But I can't give you my crystal shard.
all: Ugh.
- I'm sorry, but if I give you my shard,
how am I supposed to stay connected
to my beloved Boo Boo Bear?
together: What are we supposed to do now?
- You're up, Leni.
- O-M-Gosh.
This story has gotten, like, really sad.
Hmm.
Okay. I'm ready.
The group quickly realizes that they can't give up.
- The mermaid only needs enough power
to charge her phone.
What if we provide her
with an alternate source of electricity?
Mm-mm. Eureka.
[power tools buzzing]
Behold. A water wheel.
It will convert the energy of the flowing water
into an endless supply of power.
- And I'm assuming you want the shard in exchange for it?
Well, I do love helping people.
So...I'll do it.
- All right, yes! - Aww, yeah!
- All right, Lily. It's all up to you.
- Gah!
- [groaning]
[both cringe]
- Poo-poo.
[triumphant music]
[crystal buzzes]
[battery beeping]
[mechanical beeping]
[electricity buzzing]
- Yeah! Whoo!
We did it!
[groaning]
- The power just came back on.
Guess we got home just in time, huh?
Well, kids, feel free to jump back on
your electronic doo-dads.
all: Eh. [phones chime]
- You know, this show's kind of a snoozefest.
- Well, we could tell another story.
- Stupendous! - Yeah!
- Let's do it. - Totally fun!
- Me first! Me first!
So Tricksy is back on the basketball court
with that little ghost dude
ready to get some sweet, sweet payback.
- We already did that. - Do something else.
- Where's the robot?
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
[overlapping chatter]
- Okay, Lift your arms, Boris.
[all clapping] - Oh, wow.
- So now you're ready for the afterlife.
- Hey, y'all.
Just wanted to remind everyone
about the annual third grade field trip tomorrow.
This year we're going to...
[ball whacks]
The beach at Lake St. Byron!
- Yay! - Woo-hoo!
[all groaning, crying]
- Ugh. The beach.
- Be sure to pack a lunch and dress cool.
It's gonna be hotter than my mama's corn creole tomorrow.
- Emergency Mortician's Club meeting after school.
We need to discuss this catastrophic news.
- [groaning]
[spooky music]
♪ ♪
- [grunting]
[yells] Oh.
Sorry. I'm still breaking it in.
- My fellow goths,
there's no way we're going to the beach.
It has everything we're against.
Sunshine.
[all gasp] - Ah!
- Sand. [all gasp]
- And sports.
[all gasp]
- But this field trip is mandatory.
- That doesn't mean we can't stop it.
- Wow. - Here, here!
- Come on. I've got an idea.
♪ ♪
Principal Huggins. both: Ah!
- Why spend our third grade field trip at beach
when we could go someplace way more educational like
[ dramatic musical sting]
The Royal Woods Museum of Medical Oddities.
- You don't want to miss the three-headed goat.
[goats bleat]
[both yell] - [gags]
[toilet flushing]
[yells]
- Hello again.
- I was thinking
instead of digging in the hot sand at the beach,
we could dig in the cold dirt
at the cemetery.
[crow squawks]
- [yells]
- And can you believe it?
She couldn't get it out of her nose!
[laughs]
Pfffftt!
- Another thought on field trips.
Why go somewhere noisy and bright
when we could go someplace tranquil and dark
like a morgue?
[both gasps] - [yells]
- Sorry, kiddos.
We appreciate your very colorful suggestions,
but the field trip has been finalized.
And you have got to stop popping up like this.
You're gonna give your poor principal a heart attack!
together: Sorry.
- Oh, don't look so gloomy.
The beach will be fun.
Besides, a little vitamin D will do y'all some good.
- What happened? What happened?
Ah? Where's my hair?
- Okay. Plan A failed.
How else can we stop this nightmare?
What keeps normies away from the beach?
together: Hmm.
- Ooh! A swarm of hungry sharks.
[bites] Ah!
- The lake has no sharks.
What about a thunderstorm?
[keyboard plays thunder clap] Oh!
- I can cast a spell on local meteorologist
Patchy Drizzle and influence his predictions.
but I would need his big toenail.
- Hmm.
Maybe there's an easier way.
- ♪ Do, do, di, di, di ♪ What?
[rain pouring] [thunder clapping]
[phone dial-tone] Cheryl!
Are you seeing this storm?
We can't go to the beach now!
- Sugar, you sound crazier than a cat on a canoe.
- It's working.
- [whistling tune]
- Uh-oh.
I borrowed Norm's hose without asking.
Quick! Corpse mode.
[all groan]
- [whistling]
- Never mind, Cheryl.
Must have been a surprise shower.
[dramatic sting]
- All aboard!
Next stop, Lake St. Byron Beach!
[all cheering]
all: ♪ We'll dig in the sand and swim to the shore ♪
♪ We're going to the beach ♪
- Don't despair.
I still have one more idea for how we can stop this.
- All right, spookies. Let's go.
[overlapping chatter, laughter]
- Ready, guys?
Just like we practiced.
[wings whooshing]
[all screaming]
- Ah! Come back with my hair!
- Guess there's no one to drive us to the beach now.
Sigh. Field trip cancelled.
[bus horn honks]
- Don't you worry about them scaredy-cats.
This gal'll get you there.
I used to drive an 18-wheeler.
[bat squawking]
- Come back here, you flying rat!
[tires squeal] Huh?
Cheryl!
- Dang Cheryl and her can-do attitude.
[upbeat music]
[all cheering]
And the nightmare begins.
[spooky music]
♪ ♪
[both laughing]
- Ugh.
Their cheerfulness pains my ears.
- How are we ever gonna survive this field trip?
- I know it's grim, guys.
But we just have to ride it out.
We'll be safe if we lurk together in here.
Away from the sun, sand, and sports.
[all shiver]
[seagull squawking]
- Ugh. I better go get him.
- Wait! Here.
Take this for safety.
- [softly] Fangs. Fangs.
- Watch out! - Ah!
[together] Yay!
- Wow. Nice shot, Lucy.
Who knew you were so good at volleyball?
- Do you wanna play with us?
- Well, that did feel
surprisingly cathartic.
[upbeat music]
Sorry. I can't.
Come on, Fangs. Let's go.
[Fangs squeaking]
No more sneaking off like that.
We shouldn't be out here.
We belong in the darkness.
[all groan]
- You're safe? - You're okay?
- How was it out there?
- So awful.
It was bright and sunny,
and people were flinging around some kind of sports ball.
- Ugh, I'm so sorry. - Dreadful.
- Poor Lucy!
- Don't worry. You're safe here.
Eyeball?
It has a chocolate retina center.
[Fangs squeaks]
- Seriously, Fangs?
[Fangs squeaks]
What did I just tell you about sneaking off?
I'll be right back.
[dramatic drum music]
Gasp.
['60s "beach" music]
[panting]
- Oh, no. - Huh?
- My sand castle. Aww.
I spent all morning building it.
- My condolences.
- [crying] - Sigh.
- [crying]
- Here.
Maybe I can help build you a new one.
I dig a lot of graves, so I'm pretty handy with a shovel.
- Wow. Thanks, Lucy.
[dramatic organ music]
all: Ooh!
- Whoa! This is amazing.
Hey, do you wanna stay and build a sand spaceship with us?
- Huh?
[ominous music]
Sorry, I, uh--I can't.
Fangs, get your furry butt over here.
I know you're having fun,
but I told you before.
We don't belong on the beach.
- Oh, man. Are you okay?
- That sounds terrible.
- Thanks, guys.
I'm just gonna sooth myself with some music
and try to forget about it.
[melancholy string music] Sigh.
- [laughing] - Hm?
[upbeat music]
[Fangs squeaks happily]
- Gasp. Bad Fangs!
Not again!
Guess I have to go back out there.
- Aww, here. I'll help you.
Bats tend to like my blood.
- No--I mean--save your blood.
I've got this.
[upbeat music]
- There you go. You got this!
- You can do it!
- You can do it. Go, go.
- Ooh, limbo. - Oh, yeah.
- Ooh-wee!
How low can you go, y'all?
[back cracks] all: Whoa!
- Wow.
- Nice moves, Luce.
We have a winner!
- Lucy's been out there a while.
I'm beginning to worry.
- We should go check on her.
- She could have melted.
I'll bring a bucket just in case.
[upbeat music] - Go, Lucy!
- Woo! - Yeah, Lucy!
- Lucy? - [gasps]
[all gasp] - Gasp!
- Whoa, whoa. [grunts]
Groan.
- What's going on?
Is this what you've been doing all day?
Surfing?
- Ah!
- Aw, not just surfing.
Lucy's been doing all kinds of fun stuff with us.
- You should have seen her spike the volleyball.
That girl's got skills.
- [grunts] - [grunts]
Are you like, a normie now?
[keyboard plays dramatic sting]
- Come on, guys. Let's go.
- Wait. Stop.
You don't understand. [grunts]
♪ ♪
Sigh.
I'm sorry for lying.
But I was worried that if you found out
I was actually having fun,
you'd be upset.
- Well, we are upset.
I mean, what kind of goth are you?
You're wearing dolphin print.
- First off, I borrowed this from Cheryl.
Secondly, I'm the same goth I've been since birth.
But today, I realized that just because you're goth
doesn't mean you can't enjoy the beach.
And I think if all of you gave it a chance,
you might like it too.
[all gasp, yell] - My eyes!
Hey. This isn't so bad.
- Hm. As a small child,
I dipped my toe in the Dead Sea.
It was rather refreshing.
[upbeat music]
- [laughing]
[all laughing, squealing]
- [laughing]
[all giggling]
- Huh?
Gasp. Is this blood orange iced tea?
[Fangs squeaks] Thanks, guys.
Mm. - You were right, Lucy.
The beach is fun.
I wonder if any other normie things are?
Like stickers or the mall.
- Watch out! - [gasps]
[grunts]
- Wow. You are really good.
- Give that back! It's real horse hair.
- Ha. Ha. Ha ha. - Hee...hee...hee...
- ♪ Cramped inside this tiny space ♪
♪ May sound bad but ain't the case ♪
♪ In the Loud house ♪ - ♪ Loud house ♪
- ♪ Duck and dodge and push and shove ♪
♪ That's the way we show our love in the Loud house ♪
- ♪ Loud house ♪
♪ Laundry piles stacked up high ♪
♪ Hand-me-downs that make me cry ♪
♪ Stand in line to take a pee ♪
♪ Never any privacy ♪
♪ Chaos with 11 kids ♪
♪ That's the way it always is ♪
♪ In the Loud house ♪