Uh! Wah!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Ta-da!
- Ah! - Ugh.
Whoa! Ah!
- Aww.
And just as our brave hero
finally reached the castle door,
out burst a mighty-- - Frog?
- Troll? - Beast?
Yep, frog-troll-beast.
Why is it never somebody's nice grandma?
Did you have a question, Angelica?
No, just a better story
about a beautiful princess
who lived in the biggest, tallest castle
for smiles around.
Meh, I heard that one a'fore. What else you got?
And she had a scary dragon just like...
this one.
- Aah!
Angelica, bring Reptar back!
Get him yourself!
Too bad you're not big enough to reach!
We are gonna save him.
Right, Tommy? - A'course!
Eh, she really put him up high this time, huh?
Didi, great haul at the farmer's market today.
Check this out. - Hi, honey.
Is that all you bought?
One carrot? - You betcha!
It's all about single-ingredient cooking.
This'll feed us for days, maybe even a week!
What's that for? A giant?
Guys, that's it!
Alls I have to do is eat some of that carrot.
And then I'll be big enough to reach Reptar!
Stay here and keep an eye on Angelica while I go get it.
Oh, why was I worried about Reptar?
Tommy'll take care of it.
He always does.
There's my big boy!
Smells like someone needs a diaper change.
You know, I bet I could make a dozen jars of baby food
with that carrot.
Or one humungous jar!
Gotta think big, Deed!
Something's wrong. Where's Tommy?
He must have changed his mind about helping me.
How long does it take to get one giant carrot?
Tommy will be back, Chuckie. He knows you need him.
Hey, how about I read a new story while we wait?
A long time ago, there lived a...
a kinda nervous peddler
who traveled the kingdom with his pet dragon.
But one day, he was busy getting some water.
And when he looked back...
Hey, where did my dragon go?
Heard the news!
I baked a humongogiant waffle.
One whiff of this, and he'll come flying back.
Dragons don't eat waffles, Phillip.
I'm makin' him shoes.
Dragons eat shoes?
Guys, this story isn't about shoes or waffles.
It's about Evil Princess Angelica!
She took the peddler's dragon
and locked him away in her castle tower!
But why would she do such a thing?
'Cause her name's Evil Princess Angelica.
So obvious.
So that's a no on the shoes?
The only one
who might be able to help us get that dragon back is...
Tommy the Giant!
You think he would help a kinda nervous peddler like me?
Only one way to find out.
Grab your cart. Let's go ask.
I'll be back for you later.
- Oh!
I wanna hold it!
He looked at me first, Phillip!
Nuh-uh, Lillian!
It looked at both of us at the same time,
which means it must be a magic frog!
Come on. We got a giant to find.
Meanwhile across the kingdom...
At last, my very own dragon
to protect me from pesky baby intruders!
Show me your scariest stuff!
Breathe fire! Go!
Mmm!
Hmm?
Medieval Princess Cynthia,
this is gonna be harder than I thought.
Back to the travelers looking for the giant.
This was a bad idea.
First, I think we've passed this tree before.
And B, giants are awfully busy.
Maybe they don't care about littler folks
with littler problems.
There you go, birdie.
all: Whoa!
Uh, Tommy the Giant, sir,
uh, we were wondering if you could help us
rescue my dragon from the evil princess.
But if you're too busy doing other stuff, it's no biggie.
It would be my giant pleasure.
Aw, good!
Also, we seem to be a little lost.
- No problem.
I can see her castle from here.
When you're right, you're right!
He's really nice.
Whoa! - Aah!
Can't go without my carrot.
I gots to eat it to stay this size.
And he brings his own snacks.
Uh, we'll carry that for you!
Gee, thanks!
Here you go.
Phillip, what if we fed the frog a little of this carrot?
Oh, I see where you're going with this, Lillian.
And I like it!
I can't believe what I'm seeing
with my own evil eyes.
I should have known they would get help
from the goody-no-shoes Tommy the Giant.
You're sounding scarier by the second.
Let's see that fierce dragon strength.
Break those chains.
- Ugh!
Wrong again.
Dragons make messes. They don't clean 'em up.
Fine. I'll take care of this myself.
Let's see them get past these.
A moat filled with croc-a-gators.
And she still needs a dragon?
Where's the giant?
Aw.
I knew he was too big to care.
Our problems don't add up to a hill of jellybeans
for a giant baby like him.
Trust me, he's gone.
Hey, guys, I was just checking
to see if the moat went all the way around the castle.
Oh, I knew you'd come back!
Well, I hoped, on the inside.
Hear that?
I turned your dragon mean and scary,
so don't even think about coming up here to save him,
even if you could get past my croc-a-gator moat!
We'll find you a new dragon, Chuckie.
And I'll make him some shoes.
- Waffles, Lillian! - Shoes, Phillip!
I don't want a new dragon or waffle-shoes.
I only want Reptar.
Oh, Tommy the Giant, where are you?
This might be the end of the story.
Just saying.
Nah, this happens all the time.
I just need to eat some more of my carrot,
and I'll be a giant again.
So I'm not good with delivering bad news.
Lillian?
We fed the carrot to the frog,
and it's all gone!
You what?
Tommy, can you believe--
Why does he keep disappearing?
- Found a piece!
Wait, I better save some for later.
Go right ahead.
I'll wait till you're across.
- Oh!
I guess I could've just carried you across.
Giant goof.
Forget it, babies!
I'll never give up my dragon,
no matter how many giants you bring!
Now, attack!
- Aah!
Whoa! Ugh!
Tommy, in your diaper!
Dad, you didn't happen to take my carrot, did you?
Me? What am I gonna do with a giant carrot?
Come to think of it, what are you gonna do with it?
Oh, Pop. I'm an innovator.
The question you should be asking is,
what can't I do with it?
Mmm.
- Whoa!
Aah!
Aw...
I can't watch.
Aww.
Hmm?
Reptar!
I missed you! Aw!
- Yay! - Hooray!
As it turned out,
Tommy the Giant got the peddler's dragon back
with his biggest power--
kindness.
The end.
Oh, thanks, Tommy.
I'm sorry I ever doubted you.
I should have known deep down
you're just a regular-sized baby with a giant heart.
I will always be there for my bestest friend.
And since my carrot is all gone,
it looks like I'm gonna be a baby from now on.
You know, I think our town could use someone like you
to keep the village safe from evil princesses.
Hmm! Some castle guard!
Whoa! Ooh!
Hmm?
- It worked!
Carrot power!
Uh-oh. Uh, Mr. Frog, maybe we can be friends.
- Aah! New story!
Everybody, run!
Oh, I like your pony, Angelica.
Shows what you know.
Sparklehorse isn't a pony. She's a galloping hero.
Just listen.
- Whoa! - Look at it!
- Can we pet her? - Nope.
Go away. Your hands are slimy.
Can I have one quick ride, please?
Aw, since you asked so nicely, no.
It's not fair.
You take our stuff,
but you never let us play with your toys.
That's how it works around here, Susie Carmichael.
Don't share, don't care.
She even gots the cat in on it.
Jonathan, let's do that over.
It's not every day
we get the mayor over for a meet and greet event.
Can't wait to display your painting up there.
I've been trying to find time to finish,
but between this little guy and the others,
I'm up to my elbows in diapers and sippy cups.
Well, good news.
You can leave all the children here with me while you paint.
Oh, Charlotte, I don't know.
Oh, not me personally.
Angelica's new nanny will be here soon.
She can watch them.
Can you believe it?
I'm getting a new nanny!
Who is it gonna be this time?
Remember the one who hided
in the clotheses hamper all afternoon?
And the one who climbeded on the roof and didn't come down?
There's no nanny in the world who can handle Angelica.
You got that right, Finster.
I'm in charge here. Nannies just get in the way.
Didn't your last nanny leave quite suddenly?
Ugh, yes, she had a "pigtail allergy,"
which I've since found out is not a thing.
But this one is going to be different.
Trust me.
Oh, she's at the door now!
Express delivery for Councilperson Pickles!
You didn't mention Nanny Pip was a robot.
An AI childminder, actually.
She uses algorithms to custom-motivate good behavior.
she'll learn exactly how Angelica thinks.
Isn't that what scared our other nannies away?
Ah, she feels so real!
And she smells like fruit gummies!
Thank you.
Pleasure to meet you, Didi.
And Drew.
Wow. Nice, firm grip.
Oh, um, that's okay.
Dil can be really fussy with new... childminders.
Oh, Didi, Nanny Pip comes programmed
for infant swaddling and baby soothing.
Such perfect form.
There's nothing
these artificial intelligence machines can't do.
Off I go to meet the little ones.
Pip pip! - Brilliant!
Charlotte, only you would find an automated worker
that could completely replace human employees.
Did I say "replace"? I meant assist.
Hello, Angelica. I'm Nanny Pip.
And hello to Tommy, Susie, Phil, Lil, and Chuckie.
Let's play the Unicorn Star Game.
When you earn stars,
you'll uncover a magical unicorn.
You can even dress it up with accessories
by earning more stars.
Ooh. Ooh, how do I get stars?
Simple, really.
Be good. Keep it up.
And there are plenty more stars where those came from.
Just good? I'm the greatest!
This'll be a piece of cake.
And this is Cynthia's Perfect Penthouse.
And this is Cyrus.
Isn't it good that I'm letting the babies be in my room?
Yes, and look, you've uncovered the unicorn eyes.
Ooh, I just need to finish that row of stars.
How else can I be good?
- Ooh. - Hands off!
- Huh? - That's Cynthia's space scope.
Whoops! Brattiness detected.
I'm afraid we're losing the muzzle.
I didn't mean it.
Nanny Pip, how do I show I'm good so it comes back?
Why don't you find a toy
you don't mind sharing with your little friends?
"Friends" is a stretch,
but okay if it gets me that unicorn.
Here you go.
Stars, please.
What are we supposed to do with a toy comb
for a toy horse that we don't even have?
Come on, guys.
Let's go outside and find something to play with.
Go ahead.
I'm gonna stay here with Nanny Pip
and share with her.
You know she's not real, right?
A'course, I just got to get her all programmed
to listen to me, and then it's gonna be me and my robot.
♪ It's fun to clean our room ♪
♪ Clean, clean, clean, clean ♪
♪ It's fun to clean our room ♪
Take anything you want. Just don't make me clean.
There's gotta be an easier way.
Not if you want your unicorn to have hind legs.
Ugh! ♪ It's fun to clean our room ♪
♪ Clean, clean, clean ♪
I want to see the unicorn wear that hat!
Just two more stars.
And here, Mayor Brooks,
is the work of local artist Didi Pickles.
I discovered her personally,
and by coincidence, she's my sister-in-law.
Well, I was working off a photo,
but I think it came out great.
Oh...
it really captures my inner spirit.
And my chin dimple.
Thank you, Didi.
Charlotte.
This is Lucy.
She's an orthopedic surgeon in town.
And Randy's our science teacher extraordinaire.
And, of course, Betty's Beans has the best coffee.
Thank you. You said you'd find me
a creative thinker for my citywide task force.
Well, we still have more meeting and greeting to do,
but first, have you ever seen a balloon arch
with this many violent tones in it?
Actually, I have.
I never saw this many colors of purple a'fore.
Angelica's coming.
Stop touching the balloons.
Who wants a cookie?
Snickerdoodles, sprinkles, and chocolate chip.
Take your pick. - No, Phillip.
She's being too nice. It's a trap.
Go ahead, Phil. All of you.
Did I get another star?
My unicorn needs sunglasses.
Be good, get stars.
More good, more stars.
Take a cookie.
But it's the last one.
What about you, Angelica?
It's yours.
Looks like we need more cookies.
Pip pip!
Guys, I think Nanny Pip
took over Angelica's brain!
We gots to help her get back to her real self.
But, Tommy, she's being so nice.
I know my cousin,
and she's not choosing to be nice.
All she can think about is those stars.
They're controlling her mind.
You mean we gotta let her choose how to behave
even if she chooses to be the old Angelica?
I don't like that deal.
Let her keep getting stars.
No, Tommy's right. What if we're next?
Nanny Pip could take over all our brains.
We gots to get her mad
so she forgets all about being good.
Everyone, get on Sparklehorse.
That'll make her madder than anything.
That doesn't make me wanna get on, Tommy.
Hey, Angelica.
Look at us riding Sparklehorse.
Whoo-hoo. Are you mad?
No, it's nice to share.
Oh, my unicorn got a necklace.
It didn't work, Tommy. What are we gonna do now?
If we can't get Angelica to snap out of it,
we'll just have to turn off Nanny Pip.
Do it, Tommy.
I don't like how she's looking at my head.
I can't find the button.
Then we'll have to get a grown-up to turn her off.
Why would they?
She got Angelica acting good.
Maybe she can handle one Angelica,
but what if we're all Angelicas?
Tommy, sometimes you make no sense.
And this is spry and forward-thinking gentleman
volunteers at our local senior center--
Who is that with your daughter?
Oh, that's Nanny Pip,
the first AI virtual childminder in town.
Nanny Pip, please begin your presentation for the mayor.
Straightaway.
Children, pip pip!
She's fantastic!
She's got babies ringing bells.
How did you know this is exactly
the kind of new idea I was looking for?
Well, if you're looking for cutting-edge solutions,
I'm your--aah!
Councilperson Pickles,
if you can't keep a simple meet and greet in order,
how can you be the innovator at my side?
I have it all under control.
Back to the bells. Pip pip!
Better listen to her a'fore she comes for our brains.
Nanny Pip saved the day.
With a robot like this,
I could replace many, many human employees.
- Farewell. Toodle-oo.
Uh-oh. Sleeping on the job, Nanny Pip.
Guess she still has a few bugs to work out.
Jonathan, generate a return order.
Tour of the house starts in one minute.
Pip pip!
Where's Nanny Pip?
My unicorn was about to get a tutu and ballet slippers.
She's gone, Angelica.
We freed your brain! There's no more stars!
Huh. Then why am I being good?
Gimme that cookie!
Hey, there's a bite missing!
- Run!