[theme music playing]
- ♪ We're tiny ♪ - ♪ We're toon-y ♪
[both] ♪ We're learning to be looney ♪
♪ And we'll be famous soon-y At the college of our dreams ♪
♪ We got our admissions ♪
♪ Important for tuitions ♪
♪ Fulfilling our ambitions With a faculty esteemed ♪
♪ At Acme Looniversity We'll earn our toon degree ♪
♪ The teaching staff's Been getting laughs ♪
♪ Since 1933 ♪
- ♪ We're classmates ♪ - ♪ And roommates ♪
♪ We paid The out-of-state rates! ♪
♪ Let's grab our books and go Class is about to start ♪
♪ They're furry, they're funny We're Babs and Buster Bunny ♪
♪ Their comedy is funny ♪
♪ And their friendship's Guaranteed ♪
♪ Hamton is worried And Sweetie's a tough birdy ♪
♪ And if you're lucky Plucky is the perfect ♪
Frenemy!
♪ So here's where The greatest toons ♪
♪ All got their humble start ♪
♪ There's quite a lot Of history ♪
♪ From teaching looney arts ♪
♪ We're tiny We're toon-y ♪
♪ We can't wait to be looney ♪
♪ Ring the bell, let's all Come in and join the fun ♪
[school bell rings]
[both] ♪ And now class has begun ♪
[festive music playing]
Hmm...
I told everyone to meet me in the quad at 1,
but it looks like I'm the only one here.
- Greetings! - Huh? Oh, hello.
- [chuckles] What's your name? - Maple Von Leaftree, esquire.
Pleased to make your acquaintance, Your Honor.
I was coming to tell my friends that I was awarded
the Acme Loo perfect attendance certificate accolade,
a.k.a. the ALPACA, named after the most punctual llama
to ever attend this institution.
Unfortunately, those friends are nowhere to be found.
[Buster] Congratulations, Hamton!
Buster?
[giggling]
[Babs, Sweetie & Buster] Surprise!
I can't be-leaf you tried to trick me like that.
- Perfect attendance! - Yep.
Haven't missed one day since school started.
I even come in on federal holidays
to make sure the desks aren't lonely.
- Yay, Hamton! - Great job, buddy!
[sighs]
- I love these autumn days. - Fall's great.
But I can't wait for winter, the real showstopper!
Giant candy canes, hot cocoa, and of course,
[in singsong voice] snow!
Whoa, whoa, slow your roll, buddy.
We've gotta get through autumn first.
[Plucky] Great suffering Zeus!
It's the end of my academic career!
My kerplunking, kerfuffling, kablam exam is tomorrow
and I only have time to study the kerplunking section!
[tuts] I could help you pass that test, easy.
You?
That's like a classic playwright asking for help
from an airport novelist.
[laughs]
I could, uh, give you a little bit of my rabbit luck.
Ah, no big deal people, but, I was blessed
with the most rabbit luck of anyone in our whole family.
Go ahead.
Rub it.
For good luck, of course.
You think I'd touch your filthy fuzzies?
You would if you knew the power they possess,
or you can take your chances on this test
you're freaking out about.
Mm-mm...
You gotta really
[in deep voice] rub it.
[shuddering]
[all gasp]
- Gah! - [Sweetie, Hamton & Lola gasp]
I can't believe I would stoop to such desperate measures
for my academic future! [whimpers]
- This better work! - Oh, it'll work.
My good luck always does.
Wow, and all Plucky had to do
to get your luck was to rub your foot.
- Oh, he didn't need to touch it. - Mm?
I just wanted a rub.
Rabbit luck, [scoffs] what a con.
I've fallen for hocus-pocus.
Nothing's happened, Buster.
Yet.
[gasps]
[in exuberant voice] Snow! Beautiful winter snow!
Oh, it's time to switch out my mid-season coat
for my full-season coat.
[grunts]
Ducks fly south for the winter.
I've never actually seen snow.
Ah! Okay! Explains your lack of joy.
If I swallow some, will an icicle grow in my stomach?
Is it made from tap or still water?
Are the tiny pieces pointy?
The "tiny pieces" are called snowflakes.
[Granny over speaker] Hello, students and faculty.
Due to this incredibly unlikely snow,
that was nowhere in the forecast
and incredibly unseasonable,
classes are canceled until further notice.
Canceled? [laughs]
That means no test.
All because of that snow that showed up out of nowhere,
right when you needed your test postponed.
- [grunts] - You can thank my rabbit luck.
You might have had something to do with it,
but I refuse to give you the credit.
[scoffs]
[both shouting] Snow day!
[both scatting over wailing guitar music]
Wait, does a snow day count against my perfect attendance?
Just enjoy your day off. Oh, beaks!
Now there's time for a second breakfast of Sugar Me Timbers!
Time to walk the plank into sweet, syrup-y crunchiness!
♪ Ahoy! ♪
♪ It's time to sail Across the sea ♪
♪ Of milk For something sugary ♪
♪ It weighs as much as gold ♪
♪ It's a treasure You must behold ♪
♪ Plunder these puffs Of corn and rice ♪
♪ Gather your strength Or pay the price ♪
♪ Eat up for breakfast lunch Or dinner, it's time ♪
♪ For Sugar Me Timbers! ♪
Argh! [laughs]
Mother says I'm not allowed to have sugar for breakfast
[giggling] 'cause it makes too giggly.
Each box brings me another piece of the map
leading to Pirate Beth's treasure.
[inhales, then groans sharply]
Stupid repeat map piece. I'm so close!
The mascot's called Pirate Beth?
Evokes more bank manager than scallywag.
How dare you insult the Cavity Corsair?
The terror of the seven dentists!
Old Blackgut herself!
Pirate Beth is the most adventurous spokestoon
of the cereal aisle.
Her Sugar Me Timbers treasure sits at the end of a perilous,
life-threatening hunt!
Enough yip-yapping about cereal.
We got a snow day waiting for us.
Thanks to this rabbit's luck.
[festive music playing]
[gasps]
[laughs giddily]
It's frosting from the heavens!
- Whoo! [laughs] - Whoo!
Look at them go! [chuckles]
Wonder if it's as fun to walk down.
[chuckles] It is!
Whee! Hee-hee!
So, you used your rabbit luck to make it snow,
get classes canceled, postpone Plucky's test,
and now we're all enjoying the fruits of that?
♪ You know it, uh-huh, You know it, uh-huh ♪
♪ I'm lucky So lucky ♪
Uhh... Should we let that sled careen down the hill?
[Buster] It'll stop when it gets to the bottom.
I think we can let a sled do what a sled's supposed to do.
Okay, Professor Sled.
[lighthearted music playing]
[grunts]
Oh, that's not good.
Dean Granny, I just wanted to triple-check
that snow days don't affect attendance...
Walk me through it again.
Uh, I was taking the money across campus
in a very heavy safe,
as I normally do.
Okay, I'm following.
And now, the money's gone.
Uh-huh, that's where you lose me.
There was a sled and a fire.
So much fire.
[exasperated sigh] Everything's up in flames!
Uh-huh, and so "everything" being all the school's money?
Absolutely.
[stammers] Uh-huh...
Just to recap, all the school's money went up in flames
because of a sled incident?
Uh-- Uh-huh...
[sighs]
Don't worry about your attendance.
Well, that's a load off.
[shouts] Because Acme Loo has to close down!
[shouts] Well, that's a load on!
Oh, come on, come on.
I know the secret to Pirate Beth's treasure
is in here somewhere.
[panting]
Acme Loo closing down forever!
- Forever? - Closing down?
- Acme Loo? - Yes!
But the other way around!
[all shouting]
What? No!
This can't be!
How dare you? I can't leave the snow.
Maybe there's a toon university in the tundra.
There is,
[shouting] but they don't have a theater department!
What am I going to do?
[sobbing]
This doesn't make any sense.
Dean Granny said it was started by some sled incident.
A sled incident?
Should we let that sled careen down the hill?
It'll stop when it gets to the bottom.
Yes, a sled incident
that started a chain of other terrible incidents.
Could it have been a sled accident?
[shouting] No! A sled incident!
You got too confident with your luck, Buster.
Uh, you heard Hamton, [stammering] it was an accident.
He said "incident." It's very different.
Hmm?
Why are you looking at me like that?
- [stammering] - Babs?
Face it, you've got them.
Uh, no. [stammering] No, no, I don't.
Yes, you do.
You've got "The Unluckys!"
[shouting] No!
Huh?
[grunting softly]
[groans]
Just like that, your good fortune
has been replaced with terrible fortune!
I understand that, Babs!
What's worse is Rabbit Lore doesn't specify
how long The Unluckys last!
Yes, I know what Rabbit Lore does and does not specify, Babs!
- What have I become? - A huge liability.
A walking curse.
A shame!
I have to tell everyone about my Unluckys.
- No, no, no! - [grunts]
[in quiet voice] We say nothing to no toon.
What? Morally superior Babs Bunny
wants me to keep this from our friends?
[in normal voice] I'm concerned about my brother
going down in history as the bunny
who ruined Acme Loo.
- Is that what you want? - No.
And what if our most favorite pals find out you ruined
their most favorite place
and no longer wanna be your most favorite pals?
Then you have no most favorite pals and no most favorite place?
I can't handle that reality!
Me neither. All right, I say nothing to no toon.
To think, no more students will walk through these gates,
ready to start their tooning careers.
Sure does feel like a daggum nightmare.
Except my nightmares usually involve dinner parties
with uninspired conversation.
[sobbing] Oh! Wish there was something I could do.
[blows nose]
[sighs]
[grunting]
[grunts]
- Feel better? - No.
Did you know if you build snow into a dome-shaped structure
and sit inside, it's actually warm?
It's called an igloo.
Huh?
[gasps]
Had to print out my school records.
Attendance, grades, accolades.
If there's no record of me being here, was I actually ever here?
[gasps dramatically]
Must pack as much snow as possible.
Do you have extra suitcases?
They're all full of my official school transcripts.
[sobbing] No!
I can't choose which snow to take and which to leave behind.
I need all of it.
I wish we could be doing something
to save the school right now.
We can't try to save the school right now 'cause your Unluckys
are gonna suck us all into a black hole or something.
Babs, it's not that bad.
Ow!
Okay, you're right.
I'll just be very careful until they wear off.
And--
[imitating Babs] Don't mention nothing to no toon.
Yes. And I don't sound like that.
[grunts]
[chomping and gulping indulgently]
Oh, another repeat!
Ahh... [gulps]
[gasps]
No.
[gasps]
Ho, ho!
Everyone better swashbuckle up!
[sobbing softly]
I can't believe we had to pack up our dorm room.
I just figured out the flow of the furniture.
Hey, everyone!
Everything's super cool, except for the things
you already know about that aren't cool.
Uh, but why do you have all those pillows on?
- Ah! Laundry day. - But it's over your clothes.
Exactly. He's protecting his last clean outfit.
Cool. [sighs]
Wish I could muster more excitement about that great idea
[crying] but I'm too sad Acme Loo is closing!
Everything's gonna be okay, Hamton.
Do you mean it?
Naw-- Yep.
Gonna pack up. Not because we'll have to leave
'cause my luck won't come through,
I just really like putting my clothes in suitcases.
[grunting]
[sighs]
[shouts, then grunts] Ooh! Ow! Ooh!
[grunting rapidly]
Isn't that sound satisfying?
[chuckles]
Ow! All packed.
[pillow sputters]
I've got it! I've got it! Guys, I've got it! I've got it!
The missing piece of the treasure map.
This looks more like a collage of danger than a map.
This map is the key to saving Acme Loo!
All thanks to Pirate Beth.
[chuckles sarcastically] Pirate Beth. Can't get over it.
It's like a vampire being named Ernie.
You're focusing on the wrong detail!
[chuckles]
- Am I? - Hop to it landlubbers!
Is it the best idea
to go on a dangerous treasure adventure in my current state?
Of being plagued with misfortune?
I wish you could say it just a little bit nicer.
Uh... Beset with mischance?
Eh, I'll take it.
We have to keep acting like everything is normal.
Yeah, and how dangerous could it be?
It's just a kids cereal promotion.
Yeah!
Probably just a plastic cave with slides and ball pits.
[both gasp]
[Buster] Whoa!
[shouting]
[groans, then grunts]
[groans weakly]
[grunts]
[chuckles] Remember this?
Not really. Oh--
I say, I say don't, [sobbing] I say I don't
I say I don't like giving up.
Me neither.
But at this point...
[sighs]
[melancholy music playing]
[tires screech]
We need a miracle to save Acme Loo.
What do you think they're up to?
[all panting]
Hmm... Hmm...
According to the map,
it should start here at Elmer's statue.
Hmm...
[gasps]
That's it!
[dramatic music playing]
We're just destroying school property now?
- What is happening? - [pants, then gasps]
[gasps] This is it.
The mouth to peril's playground!
Uh...
Good thing we've got Buster's luck to protect us.
[Babs & Buster chuckle uneasily]
[grunts intensely]
[dramatic music playing]
[gasps]
[Hamton and Babs gasp]
[grunting]
[chuckles]
We were almost sliced into a million pieces.
I know. Danger's already starting!
Do you see that?
Trouble stretches before us, but it also follows behind.
Others are after this treasure
and they'll probably try to stop us.
Isn't that exciting?
Do you even know me?
Who exactly would be following us?
Con artists, British pickpockets, trained bandits,
you know, general dark underbelly of the toon world.
Not dangerous, huh?
Okay, I will admit dark underbelly is new information.
Argh! Let's go mateys!
Hold on, my precious.
Mwah!
[laughs]
Whoa!
Oh...
[mysterious music playing]
This is it!
The fear-filled tunnel to Pirate Beth's treasure.
Grab your puke bags, it's gonna be intense.
Of course, I forgot to pack puke bags.
[gags]
We need to make supply lists before we do this sort of thing.
No time. Now, which way to go?
Guess we're going down?
[all screaming]
I love it!
Hmm... Looks like I'm going on a very, very big adventure.
Soon, revenge will be mine,
and no toon better get in my way,
or they'll be very, very, sorry.
[cackling]
[toons shouting]
Oh, yeah. Quicksand.
It's swallowing my snow!
And also us!
[grunts]
[suspenseful music playing]
[grunting]
[grunts]
[grunting continues]
[groans softly]
Come on, Buster. Grab on.
What do you think I'm trying to do?
[Buster grunting]
I'm not gonna... make it.
[all scream]
[suspenseful music continues playing]
[gasps]
[whimpers]
[shuddering]
[both gasp]
[coughing]
You saved Buster!
[Buster grunts]
- [coughs, then retches] - [meows]
[groans]
[spits] What else you got, treasure hunt?
Between my know-how and Buster's luck, nothing can stop us!
[gasps] You okay?
We have to tell everyone about my Unlucky!
No!
They can't know you're responsible
for Acme Loo closing.
Okay. Then I'll just almost keep drowning in quicksand.
Sounds like a good compromise.
[Granny, Foghorn & Sam laugh]
[Granny] Well, look at your hair.
[laughs] I was, I say, I was quite the stud biscuit.
I wondered where all my
soon-to-be-former colleagues were.
You are blaming Porky for the school closing, right?
It's nobody's fault that the school's closing.
It's a tragedy for sure,
but we're not going to turn on a fellow toon like that.
Not in front of each other at least.
Save that for the one-on-one conversations.
[suspenseful music playing]
[grunts]
Ooh! Another riddle.
"All ye breakfast lovers
who enter this treasure chase beware,
for without wit, strength, and luck, poorly you will fare."
Uch! The accent. Again?
What if we don't even find the treasure?
'Cause if we don't,
Acme Loo will close down, our credits won't transfer,
I'll be a semester behind, graduate late,
and then move to Tampa way after I planned.
And instead of walking into a hair salon at the right time
to meet the love of my life I-- I'll be too late.
You're upsetting my snow.
Stop standing around,
squawking like some lily-livered, scabby sea basses.
Let's keep moving.
I need you to trust me that
- everything is going to be okay. - [rocks cracking]
[gasps]
Oh, neat. Impalement.
He always wanted his ears pierced.
What a cool coincidence.
- [Foghorn, Daffy & Sam laughing] - Yosemite's semester in France.
Ah, the French.
[speaking French] Le Parisien sensibilité
sure did agree with me.
Why is Elmer Fudd creeping around campus with a pickaxe?
Probably doing what we're doing, reliving old times.
Ooh!
[grunts]
Looks like somebody already beat me to it.
[grunts]
Shh...
Be very, very quiet.
I'm hunting treasure.
[cackling]
I remember the first snowman I built.
Snowwoman. And that was this morning.
It's a clue!
"There is no replacement
for a balanced bowl of Sugar Me Timbers,
except when there is."
Buster, you should put your rabbit luck
to work on solving this riddle.
Uh... He can't.
- Yes, more traps! - Look out!
[suspenseful music playing]
That wasn't so...
[shouting] bad!
Plucky, we can solve this.
"There's no replacement for a balanced bowl."
Replacement?
Hmm...
Buster, try your rabbit luck again.
- I don't think-- - [crunch]
[gasps]
[stone grinding, and chains clicking]
Woo!
Third time's the charm?
Aha! We replace the box with something
of similar size and weight.
And then voila!
Riddle solved.
And ceiling stopped.
[grunting intensely]
[chuckles uneasily, then grunts]
Plucky, use your snow.
How dare you, madam?
I'll never have it again.
Do something, Plucky.
[sniffles] The time has come for us to say goodbye.
It's only been a few hours, but it feels like a lifetime.
You've taught me so much about living. Loving.
[gasps]
I shall spread word of your magic to ducks far and wide.
Until next winter's cascade,
when your majestic white glory tickles my beak,
a wonder for all--
[shouting] Plucky!
[suspenseful music playing]
[all grunting]
Huh?
It worked. [cackles] I mean, of course it worked.
After all I am a...
genius.
[all shout, then grunt]
Oh...
[all shouting]
[dramatic music playing]
Duck!
[yelps]
[all grunt]
That was amazing!
Buster, your good luck's on a roll.
[groans weakly]
What do you mean his good luck?
The heroic sacrifice of my brave snow
is what saved us from certain doom.
Yeah. The doom was great.
Plucky's right. My good luck was no help.
No, no, no, no, Buster, don't say it.
Never tell them.
Enough, Babs. I'm telling them.
Friends and annoying duck, I've got a confession to make.
I, Buster Bunny am currently being plagued by the Unluckys.
Uh, and what is that?
Every century, there's a rabbit born with infinite rabbit luck.
That rabbit can use their luck however they wish,
but there is a dark side to this gift, the Unluckys.
So you run out of luck?
Worse, it's an unexplainable avalanche of misfortune
that can afflict this lucky bunny at any time,
completely out of nowhere,
and for an undetermined amount of time.
That bunny is now me.
I have the Unluckys
and it caused me to knock the sled down the hill
that broke the money safe
which is why Acme Loo is closing down.
It's all my fault.
Plagued with bad luck? That is Incredible!
Not only are we on an epic treasure hunt,
nearly drown in quicksand,
crushed by walls, burnt by fire,
you're telling me we have the bonus obstacle of being plagued
with archaic bunny magic?
Pinch me, please, I must be dreaming.
- So, you're not mad at Buster? - Are you kidding me?
This is the most fun I've had in my entire life.
And it's not like Buster set out to close the school on purpose.
Thinking about it, I've never been mad at Buster.
- I just love that bunny. - [giggles]
Now that everyone knows about the Unluckys,
we all have to keep Buster away from anything risky.
Oh, okay. [chuckles]
[shouting] So everything around us!
[suspenseful music playing]
[shouting] Whoa!
Welp, with Acme Loo done fer,
it's back to my old job of roller rink DJ.
I sure hope Skate & Barrel still has a spot for me.
Oh... [cries]
All legacy-building, never repeatable things must end.
[sobbing]
Why, why, why must they end?
Oh, a mystery door.
[grunting]
Let's go.
That's way too small to fit through.
[yelps]
Hope y'all are prepared for my back-to-back
[shouts] panic attacks!
Hmm...
"To fill yer arms with my glittery haul.
Time shouldn't fly, it should crawl."
Even if we crawl, we can't fit through that door.
I wonder if this weird thing on the floor
is part of solving the riddle.
Time. It's a clock.
Ha! A clock with no numbers?
They're Roman numerals.
Our great-great grandmother used to wear one
on her wrist in the '80s.
They were called "fist clocks."
Oh, try moving the hands.
The little arm points to the hours, and the big arm--
- Buster, wait. - [grunting]
[dramatic music playing]
- [gasps] Your hair! - What's happening!
I got an intense need to print out some driving directions.
In my day, it was better but also worse.
- And I need to tell people. - I still can't fit!
You need to be smaller.
"Time should crawl."
Eh, crawl?
- [groans] My back already hurts. - [back crunches]
This is my fault. [coughs]
Because of my Unluckys,
any decision I make is the wrong one.
That's right, any decision you make will be the wrong one.
You say it like it's a good thing.
It is. Anything you think you should do is bad luck.
So, what if you did the opposite?
- She's right! - [back cracks]
Ow, my back!
Buster, your instinct was to turn the clock forward,
but we should do the opposite of what you think we should do.
Turn the arms the other way, sonny.
- [grunts] - Ah!
Now what, Sweetie?
Oh right, birds. Which means--
[all] Whoa!
Grab them and let's go.
[grunts]
The floor, it's crumbling.
[grunts]
[quacks]
Huwwy! Huwwy! [ahem] I mean, hurry!
[yelps]
Buster!
[shouts]
- I got your back, baby. - Thanks, friend.
[all laughing]
Ooh, ooh!
[Plucky] I still have baby lips.
Why can't I say my wells?
[gasps]
[enchanting music playing]
Woo-hoo!
Look, in the name of Davy Jones' popsicle stand,
it's Pirate Beth's treasure!
Just gotta cross that bridge.
Oh, that's easy enough.
Ooh, but the killer fish might eat us.
[suspenseful music playing]
[screams]
[laughs]
[enchanted music playing]
[all gasp]
[all yelp]
Hello. Surprised to see me?
[laughs menacingly]
Is that Elmer Fudd?
What are you doing here?
I've been following you because this treasure belongs to me.
- [laughs] - Uh, It belongs
to the first toon to find it, ages 13 and up,
employees of Sugar Me Timbers Inc.
and their families not eligible.
The rules are on the box.
We need this treasure to save Acme Loo.
Wah! Who cares about Acme Woo? Not me.
They and Pirate Beth robbed me of my dreams.
For my cereal mascot final,
I proudly present Elmer Fudd's
sunrise spudrise.
Fill your bowl with sweet n' sour cream, candied chives,
and: mm-mm, mm... maple bacon bits.
Then splash on some milk and enjoy.
Who said baked potatoes aren't for breakfast cereals?
Uh... everyone.
Let me show you how to pitch a cereal concept, Elmer.
Argh, mateys!
Open your portholes to this sugary perfection.
[groans angrily]
With this treasure, you'll see how wrong you were to mock me.
- Elmer Fudd's sunrise spudrise? - Yes!
Tiny aluminum foil-covered baked potatoes
with a hard-candy crunch.
[laughs mockingly] I would never eat that.
- Hamton, would you? - No!
I mean, no, thank you.
And he eats everything. [laughs]
Ooh!
See you never again.
[laughs]
Well, we're stuck in here forever.
And we'll never see snow ever again.
Ever again? A reality without snow!
[screams] I can't let that happen!
[Plucky grunts, then all yell]
[chuckles] Thanks, Plucky.
How dare you use my anger for good?
Oh, no. All this work to get here
and Elmer Fudd took the treasure.
Aw, you adorable little landlubber.
That wasn't the treasure.
What? It was in a treasure chest.
Pirate Beth wouldn't just leave a treasure chest
sitting out here in plain sight.
"On a bed of gold ye wish to sleep,
plunge into the briny deep."
Must we with the pirate talk?
- What are you doing? - Walking the plank.
- But those fish have incisors. - I know.
Isn't it wonderful?
[suspenseful music playing]
[all cheer]
Wow!
Great job, matey! [laughs]
[sighs] I can't believe, it's you.
This is-- Oh, wow!
Yeah-- Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay, Sweetie.
I wrote down what to say if I ever met you.
[inhales sharply] I love you.
Watching the five of you work together
has convinced me you deserve my handsome prize.
It's going to a good cause. We're gonna save Acme Loo!
What? What's wrong with Acme Loo?
All the school's money exploded in a sled incident,
but it wasn't Buster's fault.
It was the Unluckys.
[guffaws]
Sounds like nothing has changed over there.
Acme Loo was always a place for toons to mess up
and learn and laugh. [laughs]
It's the place that helped me
become the cereal icon I am today.
May your milk never curdle and your cereal never sog!
This passage will take you right back to Acme Loo.
[guffaws]
Before we go, can we do the thing?
It'd be my pleasure, matey. Oh, ho!
♪ Ahoy ♪
[both] ♪ It's time to sail Across the sea ♪
♪ Of milk for something Sugary ♪
♪ It's time for Sugar Me Timbers ♪
♪ Ahoy Yeah! ♪
- [both laughing and grunting] - [wailing guitar music playing]
[both] ♪ It's time to sail Across the sea ♪
♪ Of milk for something Sugary ♪
♪ It weighs as much as gold ♪
♪ It's a treasure You must behold ♪
♪ Plunder these puffs Of corn and rice ♪
♪ Gather your strength Or pay the price ♪
♪ Eat up for breakfast lunch Or dinner, it's time ♪
♪ It's time ♪
♪ For Sugar Me Timbers ♪
[solemn music playing]
[crane beeping]
[Buster] Wait!
[triumphant music playing]
[all gasp]
We're back.
[both yelp, then Buster shouts]
[grunts]
[suspenseful music playing]
Uh?
[sighs in relief, then gasps]
[coos]
That was lucky.
Buster, The Unluckys.
They're over!
- They're over? - They're over.
Oh, and Dean Granny, your lucky day Is just beginning.
[chuckles]
Where did you get this?
At the end of a nearly deadly adventure.
Snow! I never thought we'd be reunited.
[sobs]
You are simply the best students,
oh, a dean could ever ask for.
[sobs]
Aw, and you're the best teachers a toon could ever ask for.
We're all crying, right? Not just me.
[sobs]
Hamton, take it easy.
[theme music playing]
[school bell rings]