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(Whistling)
- Blech! Blech!
Chef! Help!
I accidentally ate a worm and it was so gross,
and now my mouth tastes like worms! Blech!
- What?! How do you accidentally eat a worm?!
- Well...
Hey, everybody!
Watch me go down head first!
Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Woo-hoo!
- (Gasps) - Noooooooooooooooooo!
- (Whimpers) - (Gulp)
(Slurp) Blech!
I can't get this taste out of my mouth.
- Okay-okay-okay!
I'll find something to get the taste out of your mouth.
I ran out of juice this morning.
What's this back here?
Soda?
Where'd this come from?
- (Gasp) Yes, please!
(Jumping grunts)
- Uh huh. You know the daycare rule:
No soda pop until you're this tall.
I have a list of rules,
you have to be this tall to drink from a real cup,
this tall to go to the bathroom without a buddy,
and a full grown adult to drink a soda.
- But this is the worst taste in the world!
Please! Pretty please.
- No.
- Oh please! Please. Pretty please.
Pretty please with sugar on top.
Please.
- (Sigh) Just hurry up.
We can't let the other kids know or they'll--
(Tab pops, soda fizzles, sounds echo)
Hurry up, Bridgette,
I can't let the other kids see you dinking--
(Door bangs open) - Soda!
- (Shrieks, slams door)
All: Soda!
- Driiiiiiink!
All: Soda!
- Ahhhh! Save yourself!
All: (Zombie like) Soooda! Soooooooda!
- (Huge belch)
- What just happened to us?
- How did we get inside?
- Ugh. That hurt my brain.
- (Small slosh) Empty? Ah!
Chef, can I have a soda? Can I? Can I? Can I? Can--
- That's a hard no.
- No fair! Bridgette got one!
- That was an emergency.
Bridgette ate a worm,
and had to get the taste out of her mouth.
- So all I gotta do to get some sweet, sweet soda
is eat a few worms? Sold!
And you know who knows how to get worms?
Fish!
(Burbling) I've got a questions for all of you,
have you seen any worms?
Soda!
Eek!
Ahhh! There's gotta be better way to get a worm!
- Mmm. Yay!
No more worm taste in my--(hic)
Whoa! What was that?
It felt like a dance party jumping out of my face!
- You have the hiccups.
- (Hic) These are (hic) hiccups?
Ooh they're really (hic) fun!
(Giggles) (Hic) Okay.
I (hic) hate them now.
I want them to (hic) stop!
I (hic) gotta (hic) get rid
of (hic) these hiccups! (Hic)
(Screams)
- Have you tried holding your breath?
- (Hic) Great idea!
Except (hic) if I don't breathe (hic) I die.
- So are you going to try it or...
- I have a better idea.
Back in my day we used to surprise the hiccups
out of each other!
- (Hic)
(Gasps)
(Hic) Ahh!
(Hic)
(Curtain rasps)
Ahhhhhh!
(Boing)
I know just the thing.
(Slow tune play, lever cranks)
(Pop!) (Girlie scream)
How is this not surprising you?!
- I guess, I kinda saw it coming. (Hic)
- Ooh! I'm great with surprises!
Close your eyes and come with me!
- You go on ahead, old Chef needs to
slow his heart rate down a bit.
(Boing, screams)
- Okay. Open your eyes, surprise!
(Heavenly singing)
♪♪♪
♪ Fa la la
♪ It's Christmas time
- Whoaaaaaaa...
- Yeah! Christmas is always the biggest surprise
because you never know when it's coming!
(Record scratches) - Huh?
- Umm... - What?
- Here. - (Small giggle)
All: Awwwwwwwwww!
- No way! A puppy?!
This is the best surprise I've ever (hic) had.
- Ugh. Didn't work.
Okay, let's clear it out, boys!
(Fire poofs)
(Electricity fizzles)
(Bulbs smash)
- What? No, wait!
Where's Christmas going?
Christmas was great!
- Surprise Christmas is ruined.
- (Sighs) (Hic) (Sighs)
- Here worms, worms, worms, worms!
Phew. Catching worms is way harder than I thought!
♪♪♪
(Chirping)
- Ohhhhh yaaaaaa.
Cheep cheep?
♪♪♪
Cheep cheep?
Ahhh!
- (Chirping)
- Cheep cheep? OUF!
(Landing thud) Oh! OW!
- (Hic) (Sigh)
- (Sighs) Still got 'em, huh?
Well, that isn't good.
- (Hic)
- Are you gonna miss your family?
- Miss my (hic) family?
Why? (Hic)
- You mean you don't know about...
(Sinister whisper) Hiccup Island?
- (Gasps) (Thunder cracks)
Noah: It's a secret place
in the middle of the south pacific with no food,
or water, or wifi.
And if you can't stop hiccupping,
you get sent there to break rocks forever!
- (Shocked gasp) Parents really do that?
- Sure. I mean all that (hic hic hic)
is annoying.
They don't wanna listen to that!
- You gotta help me stop hiccupping, Noah!
(Hic) I don't wanna go to the Island! (Hic)
- Hey, there might be a few things we can try.
But you need to do exactly as I say. Deal?
- De-(hic) de-(hic)...
♪♪♪
(Hic) Still hiccupping.
- Weird. Pushing people on a swing almost always works.
- Almost finished your leaf jumping pile,
just one last bit!
- Woo-hoo-hoo-hooooo!
(Leaves rustle, light thud)
Bridgette: Yay! Great jump! (Hic)
Awww, it didn't work.
- Strange, let's try something else.
- (Hic) Doing your (hic) art project
isn't helping either!
- Huh. This must be a real bad case.
Doing someone else's work for them
usually relaxes the hiccup maximus muscles.
I know, try more glitter.
- (Hic, poof!) (Sighs)
- What? I'm helping her.
So is it wrong if there's a little something in it for me?
- (Chirping)
Owen: Cheep, cheep?
Cheep, cheep, cheep, cheep.
Cheep, cheep.
- (Chewing sounds)
(Vomit sounds)
- Ah! (Gags, vomits)
- Why make a meal at home
when you can eat right from the restaurants mouth?
(Gulp)
That was more worm than I wanted.
(Sighs)
Hey, baby bird buds.
Wait. You're not mad at me for eating your dinner, are you?
- (Pecking) - (Owen screams)
(Video game sounds) - Little faster. That's it.
Faster!
- (Hic)
(Frustrated groan)
- Still? Try the grapes.
- (Hic)
Why isn't this working?! (Hic)
(Sad moan)
- Well, we tried...
I'm gonna miss you, Bridge.
Hope you make some new friends on Hiccup Island.
Oh, I forgot, friendship is illegal there,
so probably not.
- What?!
(Hiccupping)
- Aaanyway, it's pickup time, so... lates!
- Bridgette, your mom is here.
- Oh no!
(Hiccupping)
(Engine hums)
(Hiccupping)
- Maybe don't mention the worm. Or the soda.
- (Sobs) This day was awful!
First I ate a worm, got the hiccups,
then got a puppy, but the puppy got taken away.
And I'm covered in sparkles and Macaroni!
And then surprise Christmas got taken away too.
I don't wanna go to Hiccup Island!
I'm not hiccupping anymore?
(Excited) I'm not hiccupping anymore!
- You're welcome. - (Happy gasp)
Oh, Noah, thank you!
- (Grunt) Okay! Ha. Ow. Easy!
No, there's no Hiccup Island,
but fear is a great cure for the hiccups.
See? I told you I was helping.
(Smirk) Not sure why you ever doubted me.
- (Whistling)
Owen: Ow, leave me alone!
- Wow. Look at the size of that bird.
Wait... oh, no.
Owen!
- I need soda pop!
I ate worrrrrrrrmssss!
- Pull up, kid! Pull up!
- Ahhhh! (Smacks)
Ugh. Can I have my soda now?
- I only had the one can.
- Wish I'd known that this - morning. OUF!
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