[theme music playing]
[roaring]
[laughing]
[roaring]
All right, ready or not, here I come!
Oh, I see you, Chester.
When it comes to playing tag, no one can outrun me.
And I'm not afraid to play dirty, either.
See?
Oh, there you are!
Oh, man! Up to the chimney?
That's no fair. How am I gonna get way up there?
[creature laughing]
[Harold] Aha! I've got you now, Chester.
[Harold shouting]
What?
Bunnicula, have you seen Chester?
[sniffing]
[speaking indistinctly]
What? I stink?
That really hurts me, Bunnicula.
[speaking indistinctly]
I need a bath?
Well, I can't do that.
My filth is necessary to sustain
a delicate ecosystem of microscopic life deep within my fur.
[speaking indistinctly]
Well, yes, that is true. I have no idea what any of those words mean.
But check it out, there's a whole village of fleas living in my fur!
[upbeat music playing]
Woo-hoo!
[all] Ah. All hail Harold the Wise!
See?
Yeah, well, it's all very noble and fun
until you pick up something really nasty, like a tick!
Those things are not to be messed with.
Chester, you've been in the house this whole time?
Then who was I playing tag with outside?
[skunk groaning]
Huh?
All I know is that you smell so bad right now that I can barely...
-[growling] -Harold, no!
-[skunk spraying] -[all screaming]
[snoring]
[vampire tick laughing, then chomps]
[groaning]
Huh? Hmm.
[yawning]
Hmm? Harold?
Whoa! You're a hungry boy this morning, huh?
All right, all right. Breakfast is served.
[Harold groans]
Jeez, Harold, at least take a breath before you choke--
What?
Hey!
Another photo of Becky's cat. Boring.
More photos of bacon, boring.
Political post, boring.
And then, side view, blah, blah, blah. Boring.
Bathroom mirror selfie?
No, I'm gonna block him.
Let's see. No, I will not help fund your spaghetti sculpture.
Friend request.
I don't even know a guy named Patches. Huh.
What? What the--?
Wait a second!
Harold, there were three bananas on the table,
now there's just two!
What have I said about eating people food?
[groaning]
What are you doing? Harold, no, no!
Harold, don't you-- Stop it. Stop it, I'm warning you!
Oh, all right, mister, that's it!
Outside, right now!
[humming]
Huh? Oh, Mina's Dad!
Well, you've gone outside and forgotten your pants again.
Huh?
-Is Harold still out there eating? -Uh-huh.
Mina said he could come back in hours ago.
Harold, come back inside. It's getting dark!
Harold, what's happened to you?
He's been stuffing himself all day, and he's getting skinnier?
What is going on?
Harold, stop!
What has gotten into you?
[speaking indistinctly]
What is that on him?
[laughs]
Bunnicula, get back here!
How are we supposed to fix Harold?
Bunnicula, hurry!
[buzzing]
[groans]
[speaking indistinctly]
What the...?
[shouts] Vampire!
Settle down, Fuzzy. You're safe now, don't worry.
Nobody comes out here.
It's a whole scared-of-vampire thing they have.
[speaking indistinctly]
A fellow vampire?
Fantastic!
Can I offer you a drink?
I recommend the dog.
A bit tangy with hints of apple core.
Allow me to introduce myself.
My name is Count Cavanda,
vampire tick, at your service.
And this is my home.
[speaking indistinctly]
A Harold?
Oh, is this your host?
Apologies. I didn't realize this was another vampire's meal ticket.
[speaking indistinctly]
Your friend? Bah! I could always get another host around here.
Maybe that cat or that man without pants.
Or better yet, the girl.
[speaking indistinctly]
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
-They're all your friends? -Yeah.
Well, I suppose I have to respect that.
At least allow me to top off my blood supply,
and I'll be on my way.
You fool!
I won't let something as sickening as friendship
get in the way of a good thing.
After I finish off this pooch,
it's on to the cat, Daddy dearest,
then finally, that sweet little girl of yours.
[shouts] My eyes!
[coughs]
Dandruff? [growling]
Can't get far from me, little one.
Well, I think it's time for you to skedaddle.
-Huh? -[shouting]
Come on, Bunnicula, you can get out of there!
Oh, yeah! Give him a left and a right.
Judo kick!
That's gotta sting.
There you go, Bunnicula. Bounce back! Woo-hoo!
Hey, Harold, it looks like Bunnic's gonna beat that tick!
[growling]
Harold? [shouts]
[screaming]
Take that!
I'm so sorry, Bobo.
[dramatic music playing]
Aha. Nowhere to go now.
Ooh!
[speaking indistinctly]
-[shouting] -[thuds]
Oh, no, no, no.
Not my nose! You take that out, I have no more blood.
Huh? [shouts]
Looks like you're getting too big for Harold's britches.
[growling]
What do we do?
As soon as he finishes eating that fireplace,
he'll be after me again.
[speaking indistinctly]
You...
[speaking indistinctly]
Okay?
I can't understand a word you say without Harold here to translate.
We gotta get out of here, Bunnic!
If Harold bathed once in a while, we wouldn't even be in this mess.
Aha!
Why are we in the bathroom, Bunnicula?
-I don't like that smile. -[whistles]
-[growling] -Definitely don't like that one.
Uh, bath?
What's a bath gonna do?
Tick shampoo?
I have no idea what's happening,
and it's really freaking me... out.
[growling]
Now I've got you!
Sic them, boy.
[screams]
Huh? [shouting]
Chester, I would appreciate if you ask first
before you crawl into my mouth next time.
[groans]
[Cavanda squeaking]
Huh? [shouting]
Hey, you guys wanna split a pizza?
And that's why we celebrate Chesteruary 4th, every year.
Over there is the Belly of Unpopped Pimples.
Ugh. That sounds scary and gross.
-Can we see that next, Dad? -Of course! [laughs]
Only in Harold!
[closing theme playing]