♪ Magic is real here ♪
♪ Far away from home ♪
♪ Anything can happen ♪
♪ When witches make the rules ♪
♪ Monsters are cool ♪
♪ The moon is our friend ♪
♪ I wanna stay with you ♪
♪ On Summer Camp Island ♪
How's the hot chocolate,
Pepper?
-Full of marshmallows.
-Hey, Alexa?
Why don't you tell us
about the time
Oscar snorted soda
out his nose?
Well...
Uh, hey, Hedgehog?
Tell us a ghost story.
Oh.
Uh...
-Yeah, tell us a ghost story!
-Yeah!
Uh...
let's do something else.
All: Aw!
What? Why not?
Some of the campers
might not be emotionally
capable of handling
a ghost story.
Who?
We're all old enough.
Wait.
Are you talking about Pepper?
Pepper, go to bed!
-Okay!
I'm talking about you,
Oscar!
-Wha?
-When you get scared,
you turn one fear
into another, into another.
It's impressive,
actually.
But it's a tunnel
of terror.
Remember last Halloween
when my costume made you cry?
[ Laughter ]
That was
a long time ago.
And I can
handle bumblebees now.
If everyone else can.
What's happening?
You forgot
to turn it on.
Oh.
Ah!
[ Laughter ]
The point is,
I can handle it.
Okay.
You guys want to hear
a ghost story?
-Yeah!
-Whoo!
There's a ghost that lives
in your toothpaste tubes!
[ Yawns ]
I'm going to bed.
Sorry, Oscar,
if I'm scaring you.
I'm not going to bed
because I'm scared.
I'm just tired.
[ Yawns ]
Oscar?
Your heart is beating
super fast.
[ Chuckles ]
No, it's not.
To prove I'm not scared...
I'm gonna
brush my teeth!
With toothpaste.
Hup!
Okay, my turn!
This is a story about a ghost
that lives in...
your hot chocolate packets.
Isn't this just like my story,
except with hot chocolate?
Oh, uh...
I mean, it was 17 ghosts!
All: Oooh.
[ Panting ]
So, this crazy thing...
I was brushing my teeth
and a toothpaste ghost came out!
Not a big deal.
But we should probably run.
Not scared.
Just concerned.
See, I told you you couldn't
handle a ghost story.
You have an overactive
imagination, Oscar.
No, it's real, I swear!
I made that story up.
[ Whimpers ]
Oscar,
what are you doing?
The ghost said that it would
come find me and squeeze me.
Ah!
Ahh!
Squeeze from the bottom!
-Aah!
-Run!
But it can't be real.
You'll never outrun me.
You're just a bunch
of rotten teeth with feet!
Hey, our teeth are fine!
You never brush for
the full two minutes.
One minute
seems sufficient!
Why does everyone
say that?
Oooooohhhh.
If you think I'm scary,
you should check out
a pamphlet on gingivitis!
Take that!
Oooooohhhh.
Cavities!
No!
Ooooh, forget this!
That can't have come
from your toothpaste, Oscar.
There must be
some other explanation.
No, it definitely did.
Just like
how you described it.
Look, I'll prove it.
Oscar, grab the soda can.
Just to be safe.
Shake it
and get ready to spray.
Ready?
-Yeah, ready.
Gingivitis!
My ghost.
It's real!
Oscar!
Yeah.
Right, right.
No!
Cavities!
Oof.
That was scary.
I need a drink.
No, wait!
-Huh?
-Cocoa! Marshmallows!
-Ahhh!
-Whipped cream!
Both:
Safety in numbers.
All: Drink us!
Drink us!
Stay out of my body!
It's a sacred temple!
[ Whimpers ]
Oscar, watch out!
Oooooohhh.
No!
Oscar, come on,
you got to run!
I'm trying,
but I'm frozen with fear!
I know you're scared,
but we need to get out of here.
But I can't stop thinking about
all the scary stuff
that could exist
in the world!
Like what if there was a ghost
made out of toast
who has to be
the most handsomest
in the room at all times?!
And who makes your parents
unable to find you
if you get lost
and he eats kids for dinner!
Ooh, Mama,
I'm good lookin'!
Toasty hot!
-See?
-Run!
Don't run from
my handsomeness.
Hedgehog, over here!
-Marshmallows!
-Decay!
Thanks, Hedgehog.
Look at my face!
All: Aaah!
Stop snuggling and help me
block the door!
Okay!
Toast Ghost: All my handsomest
rivals must be digested!
Who do you think
he's talking about?
Well, based on handsomeness,
it must be me.
-Oscar!
-Coming!
Oscar, watch out!
What?
-Guys!
-Sorry, Oscar.
Um, this thing's a ways off
from the door, don't you think?
Yikes!
Excuse me.
Whoops!
I guess
we're toast food.
I'm sorry, everyone.
Where's Pepper and Alexa?
Ahh!
Ghosts: Scary dance!
Yo, girl, that's the scariest
dance I've ever seen, no lie!
They're out there
by themselves.
Oh, my gosh!
I'm hot!
That door's gonna burst open
any second!
Chair:
Not if I can help it!
For the children!
Aaaaaaah!
Hup-hup! Ah-ha!
Oh, my spine!
Whoa!
Good job, Madam Chair Person.
If only I hadn't said
this ghost eats children!
Well, at least, you didn't say
it could walk through walls,
because ghosts normally
do that, right?
You're right,
it could have been way worse.
I could just imagine it...
Don't go back to
that well of fear, Oscar!
A well of fear!
Oh, what a vivid image!
I'm sorry, I can't stop!
I've gone too deep!
All I can think of
is a giant ghost
made of books
with pencil sharpener hands!
Oscar, no!
You're gonna
make another ghost!
And it's gonna scold us
for not reading enough
and then it's gonna
paper cut our eyeballs!
-Oscar!
-And eat us!
Sorry!
Hmm.
No book ghost.
How come
it didn't appear?
-The fire.
-What?
Fire is life.
It's neither good nor evil.
It creates or destroys,
depending on the intent
of its users.
Right!
We were saying stories
into the fire.
That's what brought
Toast Ghost to life.
My dearest children, I think
the Toast Ghost is gone.
The chair's right.
-Do y'all know that chair?
-No.
I care so much
about you sprouts!
I would never let anyone
eat you.
Ragh!
It's a kid meat buffet!
All: Aaaahhh!
Okay, have fun, you guys.
Alien, wait!
Look out.
-Ragh!
-Aaaaah!
No!
Oscar, told you
I was the handsomest!
Ahh!
Happy thoughts,
happy thoughts.
Unicorns, rainbows.
I'll s-save you,
buddy!
Don't worry,
I'm falling out
his back bread hole!
-Ragh!
You have to save the camp,
Oscar!
She's right.
What? Why?
You have the most
overactive imagination.
But instead of thinking
about the worst thing
that could happen,
think about the best.
Think happy thoughts.
You mean the kind of thoughts
that I can't feel
in my current state
of paralyzing fear?
Precisely, Oscar.
You must speak happy imaginings
into the fire
and create a balance
of forces on the island.
I'm scared, Oliver!
No one can give you fear
but yourself.
Okay, I get it.
You're wise.
All: Go do it, Oscar!
Aaaaah!
We'll keep the toast
distracted!
Okay.
What are you doing?
Can you fly me to the fire,
please?
Okay.
Thank you.
Aaaah!
Happy thoughts,
happy thoughts!
Too scared!
Can't do it!
Down the hatch!
Don't be scared, Oscar!
What?
Say it again?
Fear is in your mind!
Father is a mime?
This is serious,
Hedgehog!
I can't lose you!
All: Aw!
I got loose in the cow?
Hang on, Hedgehog!
I got you!
Okay, nice things...
Uh, there once was a ghost who
loves opening doors for people?
And he always cuts the crust
off of sandwiches.
Whoa!
He rescues
lost puppies!
Pajamas!
He lets you wear pajamas
all day
and never forget
your birthday!
He takes your glasses off
when you're about to fall asleep
so they don't smoosh
your face!
Love ya, babe!
Agh, take my picture!
Hi, Oscar!
And he always saves
my best friend!
I'll save you.
Whoo!
Uh-oh. Uh-oh.
Aaaa!
He's, uh, very resilient
to body slams!
He keeps getting, uh, slammed
until his enemies get so tired,
they collapse from delivering
so much punishment.
And the sight of
Toast Ghost
collapsing makes all other
ghosts sleepy, too!
Oooh!
[ Ghosts snoring ]
-Whew!
It worked!
You did it, Oscar!
Oh, yeah, and he always
helps clean up a campsite
that's been destroyed
by ghosts.
Good call.
-It's so peaceful now.
-I know.
What are we gonna do
when they wake up?
Uhh, yeah.
That's a good question.
Huh? Huh?
-What?
-That's weird.
You dummies.
♪♪
For the children!
Aaaaaaah!