♪ Vampirina ♪
♪ We were normal vampires In Transylvania ♪
♪ Like the other monsters On every block ♪
♪ Till we packed our things And we flapped our wings ♪
♪ And we got a case Of human race culture shock ♪
♪ Whoa, oh, oh, Vampirina ♪
♪ I may be blue With pointy teeth ♪
♪ Whoa, oh, oh, Vampirina ♪
♪ But I'm not so different Underneath ♪
♪ It's true that our taste May be a little offbeat ♪
♪ But we're the battiest Monsters you'll ever meet ♪
♪ Whoa, oh, oh, Vampirina ♪
♪ A ghoulish girl In a human world ♪
♪ Whoa, oh, oh, Vampirina ♪
♪ It may seem strange But it's true ♪
♪ I'm just like you ♪
♪ Whoa, oh, oh, Vampirina ♪
[Vampirina] "Daddy's Little Ghoul."
‐Oh, Vee! ‐Dinner's ready!
‐Hey! ‐Whoa!
[giggles] Oh, sorry, Demi.
Sorry, Gregoria.
I'm just batty with excitement!
Father's Day is tomorrow.
Or as I like to call it, Papa's Day.
Mummy's Day, Papa's Day... [gasps]
We should really add a Demi Day to the Vampire calendar.
‐Whoa! ‐[Vampirina] Here it is!
Our flying gear!
Papa and I always go for a starry night flight
to celebrate.
It's been our Papa's Day tradition
ever since I was a baby bat.
Oh, I love baby Vee photos! Oh!
Just look at those wobbly wings!
Gargoyles may never understand a vampire's love for flying,
but we sure love to watch from our roofs.
Especially the flips and tricks!
And when we do tricks, we need even more gear!
Most importantly, our flying goggles.
These are Papa's favorite.
He wears them every year for our flight.
Ohh, yes!
Boris's famous gold goggles!
Sporty, yet chic!
Only Boris wears those, ya goofy ghost!
Now come on, let's go downstairs for dinner.
Be there in a spider sec!
‐[glass crunches] ‐[gasps] Oh, no!
‐[both gasp] ‐Was that me?
No! [gasps] Papa's favorite goggles!
[Gregoria] Ooh. There's no way Boris can wear those
on a starry night flight.
What am I going to do?
Well, there's only one place
to get goggles like that.
Is it Magic Mart?
Oh, the 99 souls store, huh?
Oh, Spider 5th Avenue?
I can never resist a good fashion sale!
Nope. Gold goggles like these
are only given to Junior Acrobats.
They receive a pair when they join the team as trick fliers.
Wait a spooky second...
What if I join the Junior Acrobat Team?
Then I can replace Papa's broken goggles with the new ones
and Papa's Day will be saved!
I don't know, Vee.
Are you sure?
I'm sure as a scream.
Papa's already taught me the basics.
If it's anything like our flights,
then it'll be a scary fun time!
Well, you're in luck.
The last day for Junior Acrobat Try‐Outs
is tomorrow!
Bat‐tastic! Papa's Day is saved!
Ooh, is that shriekloaf?
I'll have mine with extra shriek, please!
Ready for our starry night flight tomorrow, little Vee?
Almost ready, Papa.
I actually thought of something else we can do
for Father's Day before our flight.
Oh? What is it, screamkins?
I want to try out for the Junior Acrobat Team.
Just like you, Papa!
Woo‐hoo! That's bat‐tastic!
[chuckles] Something tells me your father is over the moon.
I had no idea you wanted to be an acrobat.
Well, I love flying. So why not give it a try?
Will you train me, Papa?
Of course! I'll be your bat‐tastic coach.
We'll work on your sprints, dives and flight formations.
What a terrorific Father's Day treat it will be
to see you follow in my wing flaps!
I was exactly your age when I joined.
Just trying to make this the best Papa's Day ever!
I just hope I make the team.
Don't you worry your little wings.
I'll be with you the whole way.
We need to give Vee our best screams and howls
for her big day.
Observe... [clears throat]
Go, Vee!
‐[all] Go, Vee! ‐Use those wings!
I've never seen Papa this excited.
Vampirina! How'd you sleep? Extra nightmares?
Let's get you breakfast. Chef Remy!
Ghoul luck, little one!
I packed your spookalicious favorites.
Ooh, and I came up with my very own Vampirina cheer
‐just like Boris did! ‐[nervous laugh]
And after today, maybe we can add
your acrobat portrait right next to mine.
Either way, I'll still be one proud Papa!
[nervous laugh]
Thanks, everyone.
We'd better get poofing to Transylvania.
Don't want to be late!
Let's huddle together!
There's the course!
‐Ooh, monstrous! ‐Whoa!
It's cheer time!
Oh! We'll go get our seats.
I'll be screeching for you, batkins.
Thanks, Mama.
I'll go check you in.
This course looks pretty hard.
Do you think I bit off more than my fangs can chew?
You got this.
I've got your flight patterns
and formations here.
Consider me your assistant coach!
And I'll be your water ghoul!
I've got towels and spooky snacks,
ice‐cold ghoul‐ade,
and water bottles in every size.
You're right. I can do this.
I'm gonna earn those gold goggles!
Coach Vlad, I'd like you to meet my Vampirina.
She wants to continue the acrobat family tradition today.
Spooked to meet you, Vampirina!
Oh, if you fly anything like your old dad,
then you won't need any luck.
I've got my wings crossed I'll be as great as Papa!
Try‐Outs will be later this afternoon,
so you can practice with your fellow fliers.
You'll need to master a Spooky Sprint,
the Haunted Hoops,
and perform a Dracula Dive
to make the team.
Ghoul luck!
Ready when you are, Coach Papa.
Then let's get to work!
♪
[grunting]
Whoa! Woo‐hoo!
[Boris] Keep a bat's eye on the horizon
to avoid the cobweb hoops!
[screams]
Oh, you're doing great!
[grunts]
Whoa! Phew!
[grunting]
Whoa! Whoa!
And... time!
[chuckles] That was your best Dracula Dive!
It was? Phew!
Whew! Being an acrobat is harder than it looks.
The stunts, the flying patterns,
and trying not to be dizzy.
It's a lot!
Well, you look spooktacular from down here.
Don't worry, Vee! You just need to keep your energy up.
Here, have a snack! They're perfect for acrobats.
[giggles] Oh, and hungry ghosts. Mmm.
Thanks... but now I don't know if I'd like
being a fulltime acrobat as much as Papa does.
It's not as scary fun as our night flights at home
with just the two of us...
and we come up with our very own tricks!
See you later!
But I have to get those goggles for Papa.
Fangtastic work, Vee!
You're going to be the best bat at Try‐Outs...
which start any minute now!
[gasps] Then I need to get to the stands
so I can rehearse my cheer.
Vee, I just wanted to say how proud I am of you.
I know acrobat training isn't a walk in the werewolf park,
but you're giving it your best.
And on Father's Day, too!
This is my lucky pin.
I used to wear it for every show back when I was your age.
And now, I want you to have it.
Thank you, Papa.
I hope I make the team.
Ready to suit up?
Oh! Not the batties!
[chuckles] Just a little pre‐try‐out jitters.
Don't worry, you'll be spooktacular.
You have my wings, you know!
[whistle blows]
Time for Try‐Outs!
Gather around, junior fliers!
‐Break a wing! ‐Thanks, Papa.
[all cheering]
Oh, I'm so nervous,
I'm shaking like a tam‐boo‐rine.
Oh, relax, darling. Vee's got this!
[horn blows]
‐Woo‐hoo! ‐You go, ghoul!
Ready for my cheer, everyone? [clears throat]
[takes a deep breath]
‐Give me a V! ‐[all] V!
What's that spell?!
[all] V?
That was your big cheer?
Well, "Vampirina" has too many letters!
I took a shortcut! [giggles] Go, Vee!
All right, Vampirina.
First, you'll do a Spooky Sprint,
then the Haunted Hoops,
into a Dracula Dive. Okay?
[exhales deeply]
For Papa's Day.
Ready...
Set...
Ghost!
‐Woo‐hoo! ‐You go, ghoul!
[grunts]
‐Go, V! ‐You got it!
[exhales deeply]
[Coach Vlad] Time!
‐You did it, Vee! ‐I know her!
Oh, what a flight!
You do have your papa's wings!
Whew! That was spookily good if I do say so myself!
An expert performance, Vampirina!
You should be very proud because...
I'd like to officially welcome you to the Junior Acrobat Team!
I did it?
I did it!
I got the goggles and joined the team!
Woo‐hoo!
What's this?
Well, the team's travel schedule, of course.
Looking forward to flying with you, Vee!
Travel schedule?
You were quite the athlete!
I knew you could do it!
Everything all right, batkins?
I didn't know Acrobats had a travel schedule.
Acrobats spend their year performing
and training all over Transylvania.
It's a monster big commitment.
You'll be away from home a bit more...
but you'll be a part of spooktacular Acrobat shows!
But what about flying lessons with you at home, Papa?
Oh, you'll get even more practice with Coach Vlad.
Besides, we'll always have our flights on Father's Day.
And now we'll have matching gold goggles!
[sighs]
Thank you, Coach Vlad, but I'm sorry.
I can't join the team.
Papa, the real reason I wanted to join was because...
I broke your gold goggles...
and joining the team was the only way I could replace them
in time for our starry night flight.
You were so excited for me to be an Acrobat like you,
and I thought I would like being one,
but in my haunted heart,
I just wanted to save our Papa's Day tradition.
I'm sorry, Papa. I don't deserve this.
You did all this for me?
But I ruined Papa's Day.
We can't continue our tradition without your favorite goggles.
Oh, batkins.
♪ You couldn't ruin Papa's Day ♪
♪ No matter what you do ♪
♪ I'll be right here ♪
♪ And here I'll stay ♪
♪ Your papa's here for you ♪
♪ If there's a lesson I'd impart ♪
♪ One thing I wish you knew ♪
♪ It's how you fill My haunted heart ♪
♪ Your papa's here for you ♪
♪ It's not about The flights we take ♪
♪ The broken goggles No big deal ♪
♪ There's nothing You could ever break ♪
♪ To change the way I feel ♪
♪ No matter where you go ♪
♪ My Vee ♪
♪ One thing is always true ♪
♪ I love you to eternity ♪
♪ Your papa's here for you ♪
Let's make one more stop in Transylvania
before we go home and celebrate Papa's Day.
Race you to the stars, Papa!
Not if I get there first!
[chuckles]
Ready for take‐off?
Just one more thing...
Happy Papa's Day!
This is the best Papa's Day yet.
‐Whoa! Not again! ‐Oh!
Hmm, guess we need more for when they're back.
Mmm, so good!
[laughs]
‐Whoo! ‐Woo‐hoo!
[both laugh]
[Vampirina] "Chef Remy's Green Thumb."
‐[alarm ringing] ‐[cawing]
[alarm stops]
Eeeee! Today's the big day!
Woodchuck Woodsies, proud and true.
We never give up, Woodsie woo‐woo‐woo!
‐Mornin', Vee! ‐Good morning, batkins!
Mornin', everyone!
As you know, I'm hosting
the Woodchuck Woodsies annual picnic today,
and I want to make things perfect.
Say no more, little Vee!
In Transylvania I was known for my paranormal picnics.
I even have a book:
"How to Plan the Perfect Picnic!"
Great, 'cause I'll need all claws on deck!
Now, the first thing
the picnic will need is...
decorations.
Woo‐hoo! I have the perfect idea for decor!
[giggles] Thanks, Chef Remy,
but I thought Mama and Papa could handle that.
Can you de‐spook the blankets
and make sure the garden looks extra special?
‐Happy to help! ‐Sure thing, batkins!
We also need games.
Ooh, ooh, ooh! Vee, Vee, Vee!
Trust me! I know all the best picnic games!
[giggles] I thought Demi could take this one.
Can you set up the bat‐minton court?
Oh, I'll give it a swing!
[giggles]
We'll also need someone
to be in charge of music.
Moi, perhaps?
I've already got a paranormal playlist for you, Vee!
I'll keep the Woodsies movin' and groovin'.
Then what will I do?
Create a monsterly magnificent menu for the picnic!
Oui, I will wow everyone as usual!
But are you sure you don't need my skeletal‐expertise
with anything else?
Sure as a shriek!
This way you can focus on the food
and work your magic in the kitchen!
Okay, let's get moving!
[sighs]
I can do more than just food.
If only they could see...
Picnics are such a peaceful way to spend an afternoon.
We used to picnic all the time back in Transylvania.
Why don't we do this anymore, batty boo?
‐What? Whoa! ‐Whoa!
That's why! Our picnic is getting away!
[grunting]
Nothing like a little game of bat‐minton
to get this spirit in the picnicking spirit!
This music'll help set the mood for your picnic, Vee.
Make me wanna get my granite groovin'.
[giggles]
‐Let's see... ‐Whoa!
‐We've got music, games... ‐Whoa!
I wonder how Chef Remy's menu is coming along.
Whatcha cooking, Chef Remy?
A petrifying picnic menu
that will go down in picnic history!
I had to de‐spook it a little bit
for your many human friends,
but it will thrill their taste buds nonetheless!
Aha! My tentacle tea cakes are now in the oven.
Then I'll be making my homebrewed, 701‐ingredient...
lemonade.
Sounds complicated... and delicious!
‐[Oxana] Come back here! ‐[Boris] Bad blankets!
Uh‐oh!
[gasps]
Everything okay?
The blankets went a little batty.
Turns out they need a bit more despooking than we thought.
I'm afraid we won't have time to spruce up the garden, batkins.
But a boo‐tiful meal must have boo‐tiful scenery!
Hmm. It's time to gussy up the greenery!
[humming]
Voilà! Topiaries for the perfect picnic!
‐Ooh! Fangtastic! ‐Great ghosts!
Chef Remy, this looks amazing!
I can't believe it!
[gasps] Neither can I!
‐[all gasp] ‐Ms. Peepleson!
‐Hey, Vee! ‐Cool garden!
Oh, hello, Edna.
Lovely day for a Woodsie picnic, don't you think?
Yes, especially with those eye‐catching topiaries of yours.
Uh, not something you see everyday. Oh!
I'll be hosting the Woodsie parents during the picnic,
and your greenery just has me green with envy.
[laughs]
[gasps]
You must send the artiste
to work their magic on my yard right away!
Ooh la la!
Oh, but, uh...
Thanks, Hauntleys!
‐[sighs] ‐That was close.
We better get back to cooking.
There's still the whole menu to prepare.
B‐B‐But what about Edna?
She absolutely loved my work!
Maybe I can do her yard first.
You want to do more gardening?
Oui, oui!
No one has ever complimented me
on anything I've done outside of the kitchen before.
What about cooking for the picnic?
Well, I've already done a monster‐load of the prep.
I could do her hedges and be back
in two shakes of a skeleton's bones!
Well, I think it's a ghoultastic idea!
I can take over the eating‐‐ I mean, cooking duties!
[giggles] [French accent] Just call me Chef Demi!
Oui, oui.
See? Please, please, please, please?
[giggles] Okay.
But we'd better get you a disguise!
Ms. Peepleson, allow me to introduce‐‐
Remy...
Jones. [chuckles]
Garden artiste.
Why, bonjour, Mr. Jones!
Think you can work your magic in my yard?
Oui! I have the perfect thing!
[gasps] It's breathtaking!
Everyone is gonna love it!
You know, the whole town
could really benefit from your talent.
Moi? Oh! Oh, it would be my pleasure!
Uh, Chef Remy,
what about the food for the picnic?
Oh, don't worry, little Vee.
I'm sure Demi has everything under control!
[explosion]
I've got everything under control! [chuckles]
Well, almost everything.
See? Oh, the humans will love what I can do in the garden!
Be back soon!
♪
♪ First I snip ♪
♪ See the masterpiece Appearing ♪
♪ Then I clip ♪
♪ It's the ultimate escape ♪
♪ With a flip ♪
♪ It's my passion I'm premiering ♪
♪ And it's even better than it seems ♪
♪ Watching all your dreams ♪
♪ Taking shape ♪
♪ Prune that limb ♪
♪ See the joy that I'm providing ♪
‐♪ Look at him ♪ ‐Wow!
♪ Standing with His mouth agape ♪
♪ As I trim ♪
♪ Look at me No longer hiding ♪
♪ As I share my passion With the world ♪
♪ See the work of art Unfurled ♪
♪ Soaking up the screams With all my dreams ♪
♪ Taking shape ♪
Remy sure looks happy out there.
But what about the picnic? Will the menu be finished in time?
I hope so.
We should check on Demi before anything‐‐
‐‐goes wrong.
Turns out 701‐ingredient lemonade
is trickier than it sounds.
We've got Woodsies on their way
and zero snacks to give them!
I'm glad everyone's loving Chef Remy's gardening skills,
but we could really use his cooking skills, too!
Oh, don't mind me,
I'm just looking for my quadruple‐pronged salad tongs.
Chef Remy, your gardening is fangtastic,
but we could use a little help in the kitchen.
That's no wonder. You have not been using my picnic recipes!
Follow them step‐by‐step,
and it will be as easy as 24‐layer poltergeist pie!
That does not sound easy.
There is only one extremely important step
you must not miss.
Take the tentacle tea cakes out of the oven
‐when the timer goes off. ‐[ticking]
That way, they are light and friendly‐‐
I‐I mean, fluffy! [chuckles]
Oh! My quadruple‐pronged salad tongs! I'm off!
Wait! When are you coming back?
Oh, I do not know.
Everyone in the neighborhood loves my gardening
and it feels magnifique!
In fact, I may be saying au revoir
to the cheffing life... for good!
Oh, shrieks!
I'm glad Chef Remy has found a new talent,
but I don't think he should totally give up cooking.
He's the best chef there is!
Can we really get the food ready for the picnic without him?
All we have to do is follow his instructions.
How hard can it be?
Hmm.
Whoa!
[screams] Flying vegetables!
[screams]
Why is the kitchen timer going off?
Oh, Chef Remy said it was important...
Ooh, something about pie?
No, was it about the lemonade?
Why would lemonade need a timer? Oops!
You tell me, substitute Chef Demi!
[gasps] It's the tea cakes!
We didn't get them out of the oven in time!
[all scream]
[grunting]
Okay, now we really need Chef Remy!
Mama, Papa, can you keep the dough away from my picnic?
The Woodsies are gonna be here soon!
Oh, we'll do our best, batkins!
Come on, Demi!
We have a very special skeleton to find!
♪
Uh, do you see him anywhere?
[gasps] There he is!
So handsome, so afterlife‐like, so‐‐
‐Demi! ‐Oh, you mean Chef Remy.
Up there.
Oh, Vee!
What do you think?
It's my greatest greenery yet!
You're a spooktastic gardener.
But I don't want you to forget
that you're also a spooktastic chef.
I've been "Chef" Remy Bones for centuries.
I like being recognized for something other than my food.
Besides, I can't be a chef
if I want to make boo‐tiful topiaries!
You don't have to give up one talent to do another.
Like me. I'm not just a Woodchuck Woodsie.
I'm also a Ghoul Girl.
I like doing both things.
You still like to cook, right?
Like to cook?
Oh, I love to cook!
It is one of the most wonderful things
in the whole spooky world!
I suppose if I completely gave up the cheffing life,
I would miss it.
Do you really think I can do both?
Of course!
Besides, I know our family will always need
the best chef in the world
to keep things from getting too batty in the kitchen...
Like they are right now!
[gasps] Oh, I am so sorry, my little Vee!
I got swept away with my new hobby,
when I promised to make your Woodsie picnic perfect.
To the kitchen!
‐Chef Remy! ‐Get us out of this dough!
Ooh la la! Say no more, Chef Remy is back!
Whoa!
Oof! Ooh!
[groans]
‐Oh! ‐Oh!
[humming]
A little of this, a little of that...
Voilà, the picnic is ready!
‐Wow! ‐Wonderful!
And just in time! The Woodsies are here!
Wonderful!
This looks much better on you.
It's good to have you back, Chef Remy Bones!
‐Love these sandwiches! ‐Did you try the lemonade?
Oh, best picnic ever!
Oh, my, my, my!
This is the best Woodsie picnic we've ever had!
Thanks for making my picnic perfect, Chef Remy.
And thank you for showing me
I didn't have to give up one passion for another.
In fact, I think I found a way to combine them!
Voilà!
It looks like you found a way to have your cake
and eat it, too!
[theme music playing]