[man] ♪ Who's gonna help When the danger overwhelms ♪
♪ And the mysteries Are piled high ♪
♪ Who's gonna be around Never gonna let you down ♪
♪ When you're on a wild ride? ♪
♪ Your friends are Always by your side ♪
[chorus] ♪ It's Craig of the Creek He's gonna save the day ♪
♪ It's Craig of the Creek ♪
[Barry] This last one is for you, Queenie.
Why did the bee cross the road?
To get to the other hive.
[bees buzzing]
-[laughing] -[Barry] Oh, my gosh.
Craig, I did it.
I finally won the queen's trust.
By tomorrow morning, your room will be free of bees.
Finally! I can't wait to sleep in my own room again.
Oh, that means tonight is your last sleepover for a while, huh?
Yeah, but this one's a doozy.
You never know what treachery you unfold
when you get an invitation from...
The Tea Timers.
[car door opens]
[Craig] Well, here we are.
Eliza's house of ill-intent.
Oh, do you think there's ghosts in there?
Ugh, I wouldn't put it past her.
Don't worry. If we stick together, we'll be fine.
-[hip-hop music playing over car speakers] -Have a good time.
[car tires screeching]
Welcome, guests, to Ms. Eliza's
super-exclusive slumber party.
Do you require a garment rack for your wardrobe,
or oh-ku-tray-moh?
Oh-ku-tray-what?
Touch my stuff and it's your life.
A simple no will suffice.
[all] Whoa!
[kids mumbling]
[munching]
When I was a boy, I had a dream,
about a pizza so big I could roll myself in it
like a sleeping bag.
And now it stands before me.
And no pineapple.
You know, this sleepover might actually be all right.
[Jane clears throat]
Silence!
We now present to you, the lady of the hour.
The Goodnight Goddess.
The Duchess of the Dining Room.
[both] Ms. Eliza.
Thank you, Jane, George.
-[cup shattering] -Word around the Creek is that there have been
a lot of sleepovers happening without me!
So, I've decided to throw my own slumber party soiree
to show you how it's done.
But this won't be your average night
of stale popcorn and sweaty sleeping bags.
No! Tonight will be an event.
Each one of you will be competing in a series of sleepover games.
The winner will be awarded a grand prize
beyond your wildest sleepover dreams.
A mystery prize? What do you think it could be?
She's got table pizza money. It could be anything.
It could be tickets to Wrestle-ocalypse!
Or an alien cadaver.
-Or candy. -Or something cute.
Or a napkin.
Were there napkins anywhere?
I accidentally put my elbow in a pepperoni.
But there can only be one winner tonight.
Which one of you has what it takes?
Look, whatever it is, we'll split it.
We've got each other's backs, right?
-[both] Right. -But I could use a napkin. If there is one.
[Eliza] Okay, everyone.
Time for pj's!
Okay, my fabulous VIPs, MVPs, and wannabes.
Prepare yourselves for the first of our three events.
Freeze dance!
The rules are simple.
When the music plays, you must dance.
When the music stops, you must freeze!
Any questions?
Too late!
Jane, hit the music!
-[record whines] -[upbeat music playing]
[kids mumbling]
Keep your guard up.
[music stops]
[both grunting]
[kids grunting]
[Bobby grunts]
-[George chuckles] -[music resumes]
[kids humming]
-[music stops] -[Sparkle] ♪ I just love dancing ♪
♪ Uh, uh, uh I move my body, oh yeah ♪
[Eliza] Ah-bup-bup! Sparkle, darling.
I hate to interrupt, but...
you are eliminated!
[chuckles] That's okay. I'll just watch the rest of you dance.
Huh?
[chuckles] Oh, silly me.
I forgot to mention that all the eliminated players will be banished
to the basement!
[dramatic music playing]
[JP gasps]
Well, I guess alone time can be fun.
[echoing] See you in space!
-[thuds] -[kids gasping]
I didn't hear her land.
How deep is that basement?
We just gotta stay focused.
Just keep our eyes on the prize.
Time for game number two.
A good old-fashioned pillow fight!
Two kids will face off.
First to fight to fall on this designer mid-century sectional
will be eliminated. First up is Toman.
Huh? I mean, yeah.
It's Toman time.
Versus, I don't know, JP.
J... Me? Okay, well.
Better pillow up.
Wow, now this is a pillow.
Look at the detailed embroidery on that spider web.
And on the other side we have little embroidered spiders!
-[screams] -[Toman grunts]
[farts]
To the basement with you.
-Wait, what? -[tense music playing]
Come on, y'all. It's me Toman,
aka the Upstairs Debonair,
aka the guy who doesn't go in scary basements!
-[voice echoing] -[door slams]
Next, we have Wren versus Kelsey.
I won't go easy on you, Wren.
Ah! Don't worry, Kelsey.
I won't even need this pillow.
For I will use the power of science!
-[Wren mumbling] -[upbeat music playing]
According to my calculations, there's a 99.99 % chance
that I'll get my booty handed to me.
-I forfeit! -Ugh! Oh, man.
[laughing] To the basement with me, right?
-[echoing] For science! -[door slams]
Craig versus Bobby, please.
That mystery prize, it's mine.
And no Bobby's getting in my way.
That mystery prize is candy, and if it isn't candy,
I'll sell it and use the money to buy candy.
Go ahead, pillow me.
[groans]
[yells]
[Craig groans]
[grunts] Why is Bobby so strong?
[Bobby yelling]
[Craig] Ahh!
[shoes screeching]
[Craig grunts]
[Bobby laughing evilly]
[gasps] Could I do it?
Could I destroy the best and only true friendship Craig has ever known?
[grunts] Bobby.
I couldn't do it. Our friendship means--
[screams, groans]
-Ouch. -I'm sorry.
But Eliza's rich and I'm in too deep.
I gotta know what that prize is, you feel me?
Yeah, bro. I feel you.
Can I call my mommy?
-No. -Oh, man!
-[Eliza clapping] -[all] What?
[light switch thuds]
Congratulations for making it to the final game
of our little slumber party.
Truth or dare.
[all exclaim nervously]
But that's an older kids game.
Only one of you will get the big prize,
and the other two will be banished to the basement.
Hm. Do your worst.
[Eliza] Hm. JP!
Truth or dare?
Truth.
Is it true that last Friday
you J-P-peed in the Herkleton public pool?
True, Your Honor. And that's my final answer.
Ugh! JP!
[JP] Don't act like you don't all do it.
Ugh! Ugh. Next. Kelsey.
Dare me.
Very well! I dare you...
Yeah.
...to pick...
Yeah.
...JP's nose.
Oh! Thank goodness.
Wait, what?
JP, you've had a bat in the cave all night.
-Let me in there. -[snot squelching]
-[JP groans] -George, have the cleaners
burn this couch next time they're here.
-Craig! -Me?
Truth or dare?
[hesitates] Uh, truth.
-Who's your favorite? -Favorite what?
Kelsey, or JP?
Who is your favorite friend?
Uh, they're both my best friends.
But, come on, everyone's got a favorite.
Mine's Jane. Now, choose, or lose.
No, really. I don't have a favorite.
Just choose, Craig.
Pick a favorite or spend the night in the basement.
Choose, choose.
[Eliza, George, Jane chanting] Choose, choose, choose, choose.
Choose!
No, I love my friends.
And they matter to me more than any stupid mystery prize.
Ugh! Fine. Kelsey, who's your favorite?
'Tis nobler to lose at truth or dare than to lose your friends.
I will not choose.
Yeah, we're not playing your games anymore.
Throw us in the basement! We don't care.
Fine.
[all yell, grunt]
-[groaning] -[upbeat music playing over speakers]
-[Craig] Huh? -[Kelsey] Whoa! This basement is sick!
[JP chuckles] Now this is a sleepover.
Wait, so if this was the punishment,
what was the prize?
[Eliza] If you must know,
it was to become an official Tea Timer!
Mm. Yeah, I'm gonna pass.
Hey, y'all. Come join us.
This setup is so ca-yute!
Ooh, this is a good one.
His sister turns out to be an alien.
Hey! Eh, looked too scary for me anyway.
Popcorn, my friend?
Why, thank you, friend.
This is great, my friends.
Wanted to do the friend thing. Ooh, should we do our nails?
Ugh, I'm going to bed!
You two stand here and make sure they don't break anything.
-[Jane] Make room. -I call left arm rest.
[birds chirping]
[Craig] Not a bee in sight.
[gasps] My bed.
[sighs]
-[indistinct snoring] -[screams] The bees are back!
-[Barry snoring] -Elder Barry?
[grunts]
Here you go.
Well, I guess tonight will be my last sleepover.
[Barry snoring]
♪ When it's time To go to bed ♪
♪ I know ♪
♪ You don't have To feel alone ♪
♪ 'Cause I'll see you tomorrow At the creek ♪