♪ 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 ♪
♪♪
43! 44!
Okay, guys,
three more reps.
One! Two!
Yeah!
Three!
[ Panting ]
Great job, everyone.
Tomorrow,
we work out our minds!
Foreign film marathon!
I love subtitles.
He likes foreign cinema?
[ Sighs ]
Oh, Max, one day,
we'll work out our hearts.
Yo, Hedgehog!
Ah! [ Chuckles ]
Hey, there.
[ Sighs ]
How's it going?
Really great,
thanks.
[ Chuckles ] Cool.
Well, see you later, Hogster.
Oh, bye, Max...ter!
[ Sighs ]
Why did I say that?
Oh.
Hey, Hedgehog.
Whoa! [ Grunts ]
[ Chuckles ]
I tripped on this barbell.
Ah-choo!
Sorry, I'm allergic
to exercise equipment.
My doctor says my muscles
are purely decorative.
Hey,
what are you up to?
You seem distracted.
[ Chuckles nervously ]
Nothing.
Doesn't look
like nothing to me.
Uh, I'm tracking
yeti migration patterns.
They migrate?
They sure do.
Hedgehog, are you keeping
a secret from me?
It's not a secret.
It's more like
a private thought.
There's no privacy
among best friends.
I tell you everything.
You're my diary!
[ Clears throat ]
Dear Hedgehog, today, I...
Ate a bug,
and I truly felt shame.
You know, it's normal
to have thoughts and feelings
that are
just for you.
Disgusting. A real page-turner,
but truly disgusting.
Hey,
that's my diary!
I don't see your name on it,
sweetheart.
Give it back!
Hmm.
No,
I don't think so.
Something this disgusting
should be put on display.
Wait!
Oh, no, he's gone,
and he took my diary.
Your diary
can't be that bad.
You're only
11 years old.
How many bugs could you
have possibly eaten?
I wish
I ate bugs!
I have feelings,
which is way worse.
Let's dive under the bed
and get your diary back, then.
Yeah!
♪♪
Whoa! [ Grunts ]
Where are we?
Uh,
I think this is
the Monster Under the Bed's
studio apartment.
Hey,
isn't this your trophy?
I don't care about
that trophy, Oscar.
I care
about my privacy.
There he is.
Of course
it's a Hedgehog original.
Ooh,
how salacious is it?
It's her grossest, most personal
work since the snotty tissues.
No, no, no.
I'm going to auction it tonight
at Hedgehogeby's. [ Laughs ]
Oh, no!
Hey, I know
where he's going.
I just read it
in his diary.
You're really not
getting the hang
of this whole
privacy thing.
Coming through!
Ah! Ah!
Monster Under the Bed!
He's getting away!
[ Horn honks ]
Whoa.
[ Horns honking ]
What is going on?
My face is everywhere.
"Hedgehog
Science Books?"
"Hedgehog
Werewolf Costumes?"
"Hedgehog's Gifts
from Dad?"
"The only gift she really wants
is his approval?"
Ah!
They know everything about me --
everything!
No Max stuff,
please, no Max stuff!
Hedgehog,
you're disgusting!
Huh? What? No!
My love is pure!
You like marzipan?
Ew!
Phew!
See, Hedgehog?
I know that you like marzipan,
and I still love you.
You don't have to hide
anything from me.
Oscar,
that's not the point.
Hey, you're the guys
that pushed us.
Well,
we just wanted to say...
we love
your costumes.
Look at
this detailed staining.
What is that,
tomato sauce?
I think
it's ketchup?
Oh,
that's so accurate.
This Oscar costume
is real bad, though.
The eyes
are all wrong.
Your mouth
isn't full of bugs,
and these pants
are just sad.
Hey, my mom
made these pants!
She won
an award for them,
from me,
"My mom of the year."
Ah, points for
staying in character.
Do you guys know
where Hedgehogeby's is?
Sure, it's right across
Werewolf Park
inside the Museum
of Natural Hedgehogistry.
♪♪
Whoa, a fountain dedicated
to your werewolf side.
Let's cut
through here.
Awoo! Awoo!
Welcome to the 3rd annual
werewolf reenactment party.
Hurry up Osc--
Oh!
Whoa!
Not again!
Randy, get some glue
to fix the moon.
I told you, my lycan name
is Bloody Whiskers 1991.
Sorry about your moon,
but we're in a hurry.
Ah, a classic reenactment
of Hedgehog
being too busy
for the reenactment.
Nice.
Randy, where's that glue?
♪♪
That must be it.
Both: Whoa!
Welcome to the Museum
of National Hedge History.
You're about to discover
firsthand everything
and anything you ever wanted
to know about Hedgehog.
♪♪
Oh, boy!
This place
is incredible.
I don't know,
this is really weirding me out.
Ooh.
Ooh. Ooh.
Oh, I didn't know you rock out
to yeti metal at 3:00 a.m.
What's yeti metal?
What's metal?
It's a way to get
my aggression out.
Ooh, a giant box
of your used tissues.
[ Panting ]
Uh,
"Real Hedgehog Snot Balls?
[ Chuckles ] Start!
Just how long has this monster
been snooping me?
Ah, snoop-shmoop.
You're a celebrity!
Doesn't that make you
feel important?
[ Gasps ]
It makes me want to move
to Privacy Camp Island.
Anyway, I think
the auction is -- Oscar, no!
I think
the auction is this way.
[ Whimpers ]
Let's see,
past the Hedgehogatarium,
around the Hedgehogquarium,
and through the Hedgehogararium.
[ Gasps ]
Sweet!
"Meet Oscar,
Hedgehog's Best Friend."
Ooh!
Let's see what Hedgehog said
about me.
"Oscar can be so clueless
sometimes.
He always thinks it's his job
to fix everything,
even when I tell him
I need my space."
She knows me so well.
Oscar,
I think I found it.
Come on!
♪♪
Sold for 5 Hedgehairs.
Yes!
Just what I wanted.
Last but not least, our final
lot is a legendary book
you'll all be familiar with.
I present to you
"Hedgehog's Diary!"
Ooh! Ooh!
And to kick us off, I'll read
you a very recent excerpt.
Oh, no!
[ Clears throat ]
"Dear diary, something
embarrassing happened today."
Hedgehog: [ Thinking ] Not Max,
anything but Max!
"Oscar and I were leapfrogging
to the library when I got gas."
Thank you.
♪♪
[ Groans ]
Is that the one you were trying
to hide from me,
because I kind of
remember that one.
No, but that was
pretty bad, too.
Yeah, I'm starting to see
what you mean now.
You are?
We'll start the bidding
at 11 Hedgehairs.
11 is bid.
We have 11.
Can I hear 12 Hedgehairs?
I only brought
3 Hedgehairs.
Hedgehog, I think they're using
your hair for money.
Ugh! Hmm.
20 Hedgehairs going once,
going twice...
100,000 Hedgehairs!
Who said that?
I did!
Who has
that kind of money?
I've never seen that much hair
in my life.
Oh.
And who are you?
I...am a regular person!
[ Microphone feedback ]
That means I have thoughts
and feelings and experiences
that I don't want to share,
and it's wrong to make me!
My name is Hedgehog,
and if you respect me,
please respect my privacy.
♪♪
Yeah.
Wow.
♪♪
Hedgehog, will you sign
my Hedgehog?
Um...
Hedgehog, could you
sign my eyelids?
Hedgehog! Hedgehog!
Could you
sign this for me?
Could I have a hug?
Ah!
Hedgehog! Hedgehog!
Ooh, Hedgehog!
Sign this!
Sign my eyelids?
Ah, ah, ah.
Hedgehog!
Sign my book!
It's right back here!
Will you sign this for me?
Just sign one!
One eyelid,
one eyelid will do!
Don't run away!
Just one!
Hedgehog!
You!
Don't worry, I'm going to
get you guys out of here.
♪ Pointy ears, he's a bat ♪
All we've got to do is cross
this exhibit hall up ahead,
and we're free.
♪ Backwards hat,
these are facts ♪
Wait. [ Gasps ]
♪ My heart is cold to the max ♪
♪ I like moderation ♪
♪ I'm not being rash ♪
♪ Rash ♪
♪ When it comes to love ♪
♪ Love ♪
♪ I take it
to the Max ♪
♪ Max,
Max-Max-Max-Max ♪
Oh, my gosh.
♪ He's so cool, makes me laugh ♪
So you know that diary entry
from this morning
I didn't want
to share?
Well...
Hedgehog, it's okay.
♪ He's cool to the Max ♪
I shouldn't have tried
to make you share it.
You're my best friend,
and I respect your privacy,
so I'll cover my eyes
and my ears.
Thanks, Oscar.
♪ You can't quantify love ♪
♪ Mine's at Max ♪
♪ Bum-bum-bum-bum ♪
This song
is tortuously catchy.
♪ Pointy ears, he's a bat ♪
♪ Backwards cap,
these are facts ♪
♪ My heart is full to the Max ♪
♪ Bum-bum-bum ♪
I stole it because I wanted to
read what you thought about me,
but you only had one brief
mention -- that I seemed weird.
Man,
I'm sorry.
I guess I forgive you,
but maybe from now on,
only I get to decide
what goes under the bed?
Deal.
Can I go
under the bed?
No.
Yeah, I know.
I just
really like it here.
See you on the flip side,
Monster Under the Bed.
♪♪
Hmm?
♪♪
Aww.
♪♪