Muah-hah-ha-ha!
- ♪ I can't believe you're all mine ♪ - Uh, what?
- ♪ You and me for all time ♪ - Ugh!
♪ I'm never, ever Ever gonna be alone again! ♪
Oh, boy!
- ♪ The dream team, you and me ♪ - For all eternity?
- ♪ For all eternity! ♪ - (yells)
BOTH: ♪ It's the ghost, it's the ghost ♪
♪ And Molly McGee ♪
♪ I've been cursed, it's the worst! ♪
MOLLY: ♪ Now you're stuck with me! ♪
♪ We're never gonna be apart ♪
♪ Is there a way to hit restart? ♪
- Nope! - BOTH: ♪ We're the ghost ♪
♪ Ghost and Molly McGee ♪
- That's me! - Well, that's she.
♪ The Ghost and Molly McGee! ♪
(upbeat music playing)
(singing) ♪ It's the most fantastical night ♪
♪ Of them all ♪
♪ There'll be pillows for throwin' ♪
♪ And coziness flowin' ♪
Ah!
Not that doll!
♪ Because, oh ♪
♪ Sleepover night will be a ball ♪
(munching)
Scratch! Hey!
That was for Libby and Andrea.
You're the one who invited Andrea,
forcing me to be invisible in my own home.
Okay, first of all, close your mouth. That's rude.
Second, I had to.
With all our moms at the PTA conference,
it'd be just mean to leave her out of our sleepover.
- Right, Libby? - Yeah, I guess.
Although whenever I think about being at a sleepover with Andrea,
it reminds me of the third-grade sleepover and "the incident."
(ominous sting)
(whispering) Oh. The incident.
Could also be nerves about the crushing pressure
to be vulnerable with a new friend at sleepover level.
Libby, Andrea may claim me as a BFF now,
but you're my number one.
For the record, I have also been told this, so... Mm.
Come on! We even planned a whole fun-genda together.
With stickers!
We've got Puppy Prom at 8, Cornhole at 9.
Ooh, this will, uh,
maybe lead to another incident so we're gonna scratch that off.
And then at 10, we vow to stay up all night
and inevitably fall asleep at 11.
A perfect sleepover.
- (doorbell rings) - (gasps) Andrea's here!
Oh, great. If anyone needs me, I'll be in the kitchen,
being invisible and eating my feelings.
Hey, girlies.
I am so hashtag "psyched" for our sleepover!
- Best friend selfie. - (camera shutter clicks)
Now that we're all here, the sleepover can begin!
- Get excited! - (groans softly)
I'm feeling something,
but I don't think it's excitement.
LIBBY (gasps): Oh, no.
Molly? Molly?
- Could you come here? - What's wrong?
Uh, I got my first, uh...
It's my time of the month.
What time of the month?
You know, "Aunt Flo" is visiting?
I don't think I know your Aunt Flo.
- Was she at your bat mitzvah? - (laughs)
Molly, how adorably naïve you are.
She means she got her first period.
(gasps) What?
But this wasn't on the fun-genda.
We're scheduled to build a pillow fort.
Libby, sweetheart, don't worry.
I've had mine for three whole months.
I'm basically an expert.
Did you ruin your jammies?
(sighs) Yeah. Just like the third-grade sleepover.
Oh, nothing to be ashamed of.
I always bring a spare pair, just in case. (claps)
(groaning)
Thanks, Beauford. Bye!
Oh, Molly, could you fetch our girl some supplies?
You mean like a flashlight and energy bars?
Hmm. Pads, tampons, et cetera.
Oh. Right.
Definitely on the same page.
Ellis, bubby, we're talking high-quality cheese here.
Trust me when I tell you, it's as gouda as it gets.
But you can only pay me in trampolines?
Oh, my corn!
Yeah, I can make that work.
Dad, we've got an emergency.
Yeah, we're out of mini pizzas and there's no ice cream.
No, not that.
Um, I actually need period supplies for, uh...
Molly, I'm so proud of the adult you've blossomed into.
(plays fanfare over device)
Now, what's important to know is that menstruation is a normal,
natural process wherein your body...
Ah! No! Stop.
I didn't get my period. Libby did.
Oh. Well, know that when your moment comes,
I have a very moving speech planned.
Now, let me get those supplies.
Uh, this isn't a big deal, right?
I mean, yes, I am the last of my friends to get their period,
but that won't change our friendship, will it?
Last change that happened to my body was that I didn't have one,
so I'm not really an expert here.
- (loud crash) - (Pete screams)
Good news, I've reorganized the linen closet.
Bad news, your mom's fresh out of period products.
But never fear, I'll just run to the store
- and pick some up. - And I will come with you.
Someone drank all the chocolate milk. I wonder who that could have been.
(hiccups)
Okay, it was me.
Wow. We look so chic in our matching Belgium silk PJs.
Didn't really get the memo that we were supposed to match.
Oh, don't worry, Molly. You look, uh... comfy.
You know, I was nervous about tonight, but I'm glad you're here, Andrea.
Oh, look at my two best friends who are getting along so, so well.
I mean, even though you don't have that much in common...
Sure we do. We are now united by a period pact now.
(upbeat music playing)
Yeah, an unbreakable bond of sisterhood that will last forever.
Great.
Uh, so now who's ready for Puppy Prom? Huh?
Libby? I know Furcules is your favorite.
Oh. Um, as the resident period expert,
I suggest we stream that new werewolf drama instead.
Nothing takes your mind off of cramps like supernatural teen intrigue.
Oh, yes, I have been dying to watch Blood Moon.
- I have read all the books. - Me too.
BOTH: Are you ready to... (howl)
I don't know what you're... (howls, gasps)
(camera shutter clicks)
Moll, could you fetch us some popcorn?
I don't think Libster wants to go trekking
all the way up and down those stairs with cramps.
Yup. Anything for Libster.
Just don't have too much fun without me, okay?
(laughs nervously)
Because that... that wouldn't be cool.
(laughing nervously)
(camera shutter clicks)
PETE: Don't worry, Scratch.
I've done this plenty of times for Sharon. I know just what to get.
But all bodies are different.
Maybe what works for Sharon won't work for Libby.
(slurps)
You're right, I should just get some options.
I literally said nothing.
Is fragrance good or bad?
Should I get pads with wings?
That depends. I mean, can these things fly?
Because that seems pretty cool.
I mean, just to be safe...
(cart rattles)
DARRYL: These are high-quality trampolines.
Stainless steel coils, a 360-degree safety net,
eight-foot bounce.
But, listen, Stanislav,
if you don't want them, I can find another buyer.
In fact, ooh, that's them calling now.
I'm strategically making the customer sweat.
Hey, I thought you were having a sleepover.
Why aren't you upstairs with your friends?
Well, Libby and Andrea are so buddy-buddy
because they're grown-ups and I'm a kid
who doesn't know period stuff, or werewolf books,
or Belgian silk PJs.
How did things change so much in a day?
Libby's even outgrown Puppy Prom.
Puppy Prom, Darryl!
If she can outgrow that, am I next?
DARRYL: Look, you don't want to get cut out of this deal.
This could be a three-way pact.
- (microwave timer dings) - You're right!
If I want to... Ooh, hot.
...hang with the big kids, I got to act like...
Ow! Like a big kid. I mean, a grown-up.
Thanks for the advice, Darryl.
- MOLLY: Ow. - You can only pay me in pogo sticks?
I can make that work.
(both laugh)
(light music playing)
♪ Say goodbye ♪
♪ To the old you ♪
♪ It's time to leave the cocoon ♪
♪ Butterfly ♪
♪ It can hold you ♪
♪ Spread your wings and move ♪
♪ You're putting childish things away ♪
♪ Once and for all ♪
Okay, fine, one more hug!
♪ You're a bright young woman ♪
♪ Beautiful and strong ♪
♪ Standing tall ♪
Whoa! Whoa!
♪ Your fashion's fire ♪
♪ Girl, you're glowing up ♪
♪ Kiss, kiss, catchin' on fire ♪
♪ Stylish hair ♪
♪ 'Cause, girl you're glowing up ♪
♪ People stop and stare at your hair ♪
♪ So much perfume ♪
- ♪ You'll fill the room ♪ - (coughs)
♪ And your makeup's perfect too ♪
♪ Girl, it's true ♪
♪ This new you is glowing up ♪
Okay, something in there should work.
Should we get Libby anything else?
Maybe a little treat like ice cream to celebrate?
Oh, definitely. You know what?
I hear she likes the peanut butter kind with those little chocolate flakes in it.
Isn't that your favorite ice cream?
Peter, do you think I would use our sweet little Libby's big moment
as a way to finagle you
into buying all my favorite snacks
that you otherwise would deem too expensive
even after I find a coupon?
- You wound me, sir. - You're right.
- Sorry, Scratch. - I forgive you.
Now, let's get some frozen pizzas.
The fancy French bread kind.
WOMAN (in movie): Colin? Where are you?
(creature snarling)
Stop hiding. It's not funny anymore.
- (wolf howls) - (both scream)
Molly!
You look...
Grown-up? Sophisticated? Thank you for noticing.
And because we're all so mature,
I threw out that childish fun-genda
and made a more mature one, with no stickers or anything.
MOLLY: Embossed.
Tea, my fellow distinguished elders?
Aw, I do like a soothing cup of tea
after watching a teen horror dramedy.
- (both slurp) - Hmm.
That is soothing.
Some people prefer cocoa, if you can believe it.
But not me. My palate is sophisticated.
(slurps, groans)
(dejectedly) Yum. So good.
I love how bitter and not sweet it is.
It pairs well with this salty meat and sweaty cheese
that I also really like.
Ah-ha! Char-cut-erie.
Uh, it's pronounced "charcuterie."
- I... I... I knew that. - Hashtag "char-cute."
- (camera shutter clicks) - Whoa! No, no!
Whoa! Ah! Whoa.
I got it. I got it.
No, I don't got it. No!
Yay!
Oh, no. I'm so sorry.
(cries)
(gasps) I can't pretend anymore.
I'm not a grown-up like the two of you.
I understand if you want to go home,
drink coffee and do taxes.
You don't have to hang out with a little kid like me anymore.
Molly, what are you talking about?
Well, you two have your whole "period pact" thing,
and you've outgrown me. I get it.
What? We could never outgrow you.
- You're my best friend. - Our best friend.
And, like, it's no big if you don't have your period yet.
Everyone's body is on their own timeline.
I mean, my head wasn't big enough for the family tiara until I was seven.
- Oh. - Yes, really.
What Andrea means is,
we all grow at our own pace in our own special ways.
And we'll be right here when you have your big moment too.
Camembert? Classy choice.
Yeah, Darryl had a whole bunch of cheese for some reason.
Anyway, I'm so happy to hear you say that.
Thanks, you two.
- (soft music playing) - (Libby clears throat)
LIBBY: A dance, m'lady?
MOLLY: Oh, certainly.
PETE: Help?
I may have over-bought.
No, no, no, I can use this.
Okay, Donovan,
I got a line on French Bread pizzas and Yim Yums.
Work with me. What you got?
SCRATCH AND MOLLY: ♪ The Ghost and Molly McGee ♪