- Berry cakes, anyone?
Ah, ah, ah!
Not so fast.
- When you kids finish breakfast, you need to do your chores.
That means clear your dishes, clean your huts,
and pick up your stuff around the treehouse, got it?
- After all, a cluttered house leads to a cluttered mind.
- And vermin.
- But a clean house leads to--
- Devastation.
No need to grumble, dear. Phil is on the job.
Eep's hut is still a mess? Temper your temper, dear.
- I'll handle it.
- Ah!
- Take that, surface grime!
And rescind your rage, Hope.
Dawn's debris is no match for my broom.
Ew!
Screeching eelgles! A new life form!
False alarm. It's merely a filthy hairbrush.
- Yah!
I'm at a loss.
Thunk's banana peel pile defies reason.
And yet, it exists.
Also true of that stench...
- Gah!
- Another epic day of doing nothing but having fun!
- I'm exhausted. - Ahem...
- Oh hey, Hope.
- Oh! I'm hungry. What's for dinner?
- Ah! - Oh no.
- We asked you to clean up after yourselves, but you didn't!
Instead, Phil has been cleaning up after you all day!
And now, you want dinner?!
- Yes, please! - Well, here's what I want.
I want all of you out of my sight for the rest of the night!
- Where do you want us to go? - Ooh! Can we go camping?
- I don't care where you go, as long as you go!
- Now!
- Would now be a good time to request bug-ritos for dinner?
Spicy, but not toospicy.
- Get out!
- Why did we come all the way out here to camp?
- When Mom's mad, it's a good idea
to get as far away as possible.
And, based on her mood,
walking until we couldn't recognize anything
seemed like the right distance.
- She's not wrong. We are messy.
- Yeah. We should help more around the treehouse.
- And clean up after ourselves.
- But I always clean up after myself.
- I'm surprised Hope didn't throw us out sooner.
- But I'm glad she didn't.
- I'm not sure what's scarier, my mom or these woods.
- Your mom. - Eh, I don't know.
I think this is Gorgwatch territory.
- Gorgwatch? What's that?
- Ah, just an old legend.
- Or the most terrifying menace in these woods.
One of the two.
Gorgwatch is a giant monster,
with green glowing eyes, blue fur, and sharp talons.
Yep! And he loves corn.
That's why he leaves a trail of corn cobs
wherever he goes.
And when he stalks his prey,
- he makes this haunting sound.
- Hm? Ah!
- Is it haunting? - Sure! Listen.
Right?
- Hm? - Whoa.
I wish I could do that!
- Well, that doesn't sound so bad.
- Oh, and it's a merciless predator
who devours anything that crosses its path.
- That sounds bad. - Relax.
Gorgwatch is just a dumb story.
When we were little and couldn't fall asleep,
Gran used to tell us about Gorgwatch,
which kept us up even longer. Remember, Thunk?
- Thunk? - Wait, where did he go?
- Maybe he went to find a snack?
- Uh, Thunk isn't really a hunter-gatherer.
He's more of a wait-for-someone- to-bring-him-food-erer.
- Guy, stop making that noise.
- I'm not doing that... See?
- Okay... So I guess that means it could be...
- Gorgwatch! - We gotta find Thunk!
- Thunk? Can you hear me?
- Unless you can't because Gorgwatch has you,
and now he's coming after all of us and we're all doomed!
- Dawn, there's no need to panic.
- Sorry! I'm just telling it like it is!
- Guy, do you see anything?
- Guy? - Oh no! Gorgwatch has him, too!
- Dawn! - Sorry, Eep,
I just call 'em like I see 'em.
- Listen to me. Gorgwatch isn't real,
so Guy and Thunk are fine.
- That came from over there.
- And now it's coming from over there.
- Oh, it's coming from everywhere!
- Don't worry, Dawn. There's two of us and only one Gorgwatch.
- Yeah, but there were four of us a minute ago.
- Not helping... - Sorry! I'm just keeping it real!
Ow! Why would y--Stop! Ow! Stop hitting me! Ow!
- Guy? - Thunk?
- No, it's Gorgwatch!
Turns out, I cando that.
- We got you so good!
- No, you didn't. We knew it was you.
- You knew, and you didn't tell me?
- She didn't know. She just doesn't wanna admit she was scared.
- Now, I don't know what to believe!
- I wasn't scared, Guy, and I'm going to sleep.
- Good night! Don't let the Gorgwatch bite.
Kidding! Kidding!
- Or was he? - No, I was. Good night!
Thunk, too much of a good thing.
- What? That's impossible!
- I really wish I was home right now.
- I really wish the kids were home right now.
And that Phil was out there instead.
What was your favorite part about last night?
- I don't know, T-Bone. There were so many great parts.
Roasting moss-mallows over a campfire,
sleeping under the stars...
But if I had to pick one, it'd be scaring Eep and Dawn.
- That was my favorite part, too.
- Great minds. - You didn't scare us.
- What are you talking about? I was up all night.
I'm gonna have nightmares for the rest of my life!
- I mean, didn't scare us at all.
- It's okay to admit it, Eepy-kins. Fear is normal.
Plus, you are so cute when you're scared.
- I think you mean hilarious.
"Oh, please! Don't eat me, Gorgwatch!"
- I never said that.
- But your face did.
- Easy, Thunk. Let's quit while we're ahead.
- What? Why would anyone do that?
- Well, that was a lot of fun.
- Yeah. For you.
- I wonder what's for breakfast. - Only one way to find out, T-Bone.
To the kitchen.
- Ah! Oh, sorry.
I keep forgetting Gorgwatch isn't real.
- Not real yet.
- Right...
- Wait, I-I don't understand. - Revenge, Dawn.
I'm talking about revenge.
- Oh. That's the "yet" part.
Revenge.
- Too much? - Not at all.
Because revenge is a dish best served cold.
- Cold revenge.
- Okay, that's enough. - Okay.
- Ah... Oh.
- Hope, my dear, you look exhausted.
- Yes, Phil, because I've been up all night,
worrying about the children.
Maybe I was too harsh about the chores.
- Nonsense. We expect them to perform
a few menial tasks around here,
and they're consistently derelict.
You were completely justified in your unhinged rage.
- But throwing them out for the night?
They're just kids.
- I'm sure they'll be agreeable to household labors
after a night in the wild,
fending off crowverines and bearacudas.
- Oh no. I never thought of that! What if they get eaten?
- Highly unlikely.
True, Dawn is a gentle, innocent soul,
and Thunk is beyond helpless,
but Eep and Guy are very capable.
They'll keep themselves and the others safe.
Unless they get eaten first, of course.
- Oh no. Kids? Kids!
Kids? You in here? I...
Another mess.
- Indeed, which means they did make it home alive,
and that's good news! Right?
- You should've listened to me when you had the chance!
No more Mrs. Nice Hope!
- Are you talking to me or the kids?
- The kids! Why am I doing this alone?
Where are Grug and Ugga? Why is no one helping me?
- I'm helping you-- And you're not listening to me.
- Ugga! Grug!
I'd appreciate it if you'd get Eep and Thunk to do their chores.
After all, they're your children.
I don't know why I expected something different.
- Stars above! Were they poisoned?
- I could watch Flower all day.
- But it's not doing anything.
- I know. It totally gets me.
- Mm...
You know, we should probably pick up these baskets.
Hope was pretty upset about us not doing our chores.
- You're right. We'll do 'em.
Right after Flower.
- What was that? - Oh, it's just Eep screaming.
- What?
- And that was Dawn screaming.
And that was Eep andDawn screaming.
- We gotta do something!
- Yeah. I can't hear Flower over all that screaming.
- Thunk! - Right, right, right.
We-we should check on 'em.
Everything looks normal here.
- What are you talking about?
These claw marks don't look normal.
- Something is definitely wrong. - I'll say. Look!
No one can just take one bite of pie.
It's impossible.
- Blue fur. And more claw marks and paw prints.
Do you know what has blue fur, sharp claws, and huge paws?
- My dad? - No! Gorgwatch!
- I-I thought Gorgwatch was made up.
- It is, which makes this whole thing
verysuspicious.
- I don't know. Unfinished pie is as real as it gets.
- Maybe. Maybe not. Let's find out.
- Good call. I'll start by getting some answers out of this pie.
Corn cob! That means Gorgwatch was here.
- Or it means someone left a corn cob for us to find.
- Why would anyone do that?
I mean, pie, sure,
- but a corn cob? - Don't you see, Thunk?
The girls are setting us up. Think about it.
We scare them with Gorgwatch. Now suddenly,
Gorgwatch captures them the next day?
- That does seem a little on the nose.
- It sure does. Here's how it went down.
Eep and Dawn got a bunch of fur,
probably from your dad because he's so hairy.
Then, they painted the fur blue
and took bites from a lot of corn cobs.
Then, they trashed their rooms
and left a Gorgwatch trail for us to follow!
- Exactly. Or...
Gorgwatch is real,
he turned into a slice of pie,
and I ate him.
I ate Gorgwatch!
I'm a monster who ate a monster!
And it was delicious!
- Anything's possible, except that.
So, let's go with my theory. Now, Eep and Dawn
are leading us out to some secluded place to scare us.
- Shame on them.
- Thunk, we did it to them first.
- That's right! Shame on us. Hm!
- Okay, here's the plan.
We'll play along and pretend we don't know.
- But we do know. - Right,
but we're pretendingwe don't.
You know, like how we pretended
we got captured by Gorgwatch yesterday.
- That was yesterday? Boy, time really flies, doesn't it?
Help!
Check it out.
An open gate. And more claw marks.
And they're leading us off the farm.
Man, Eep and Dawn are dedicated!
- Paw print. Corn cob.
Blue fur. Corn cob.
Corn cob. Corn cob. Corn cob!
Paw print. Blue fur. Corn cob.
Paw print? Corn cob. Corn cob!
Corn cob. Blue fur.
Corn cob. Paw print? Corn cob.
- Paw print? - Thunk! Not every thought
- has to be said out loud. - Why not?
- Help!
- I think we're getting warmer! - Really? What tipped you off?
- Help! - That screaming! Can you not hear that?
- Is your hearing okay, Guy? - It's fine. Now, remember,
pretend we don't know what's going on.
- Oh, I don't have to pretend.
Guy! Thunk!
Thank goodness you're here!
- Dawn! We heard your screams
and rushed out here. We were so worried!
- Are you okay? - It was terrible!
Gorgwatch snuck into our rooms, dragged us out here,
and tied me to this tree!
- Uh-huh. Sureit did.
- What are you talking about?
- You just wanted us to come out here
so you could scare us, but we figured it out.
- Didn't we, Guy? - Thunk! What happened to our plan?
- Wait, you-you wanted to do that today?
Sorry to ruin your fun, Dawn,
but we know you did this to get back at us.
- No! No, you're wrong. I mean, yes,
Eep and I were gonna do that, but then Gorgwatch got us! I swear!
- Wow. You're really committing.
And boy, you tied these vines tight.
Tell Eep she can jump out and scare us now.
Help!
- Eep? - Guy-Baby!
Hurry up and untie us!
Gorgwatch is gonna be back any second!
- Don't know how you did it, but that's a pretty good trick,
- tying yourself to trees. - Guy!
Quit fooling around! We're all gonna get eaten!
- Thunk, stop doing that!
- That wasn't me! - Hm...
- Really? Does it look like I can do a mouth pop right now?
I'm tied up!
- I'm telling you, it's Gorgwatch!
- It's getting closer!
- Uh, T-Bone, let's untie these two and get outta here.
- Yeah, way ahead of you, G-Man.
- Guy, what's taking so long?
- Please! Please, hurry!
- The Gorgwatch is here!
- Hey!
- Belt! After all we've been through?
I trusted you!
Gotcha!
- That'll teach you to scare us.
- Yeah, mess with the Gor, and you get the Gwatch!
I don't even know what that means!
- It's okay to admit it, Guy-boy.
Fear is normal. Plus,
you're so cute when you're scared.
- Oh, the corn cobs were my idea.
Though I did have to eat a lot of corn.
- Dawn, you don't have to eat any more.
- Now, I can't stop!
- Well-played.
Looks like the scared have become the scarers.
Thunk and I are truly humbled. Right, Thunk?
- Guys, I had the weirdest dream.
Corn cob!
- Dawn, what was your favorite part of the day?
- Well, my least favorite part was eating all that corn.
- Did you mean your favorite part
was scaring Guy and Thunk?
- Oh. Yeah.
But seriously, that was too much corn.
- Don't worry. We're gonna get you back.
- Why don't we call it even
and end the circle of scare right here, right now.
- Fair enough. Besides,
we gotta clean up this mess before Hope throws us out forever.
- Not so fast! What's in it for me?
- Sold! - So, what should we clean up first?
- Eh, should we do it tomorrow?
- I'm bone-tired. - Yeah, when we're fresh. I'm beat.
- Not me! I'm gonna catch the rest of Moon.
I wanna see how it ends.
- It ends with sunrise. - No spoilers!
Good night! Don't let Gorgwatch get you.
- Oh, Moon, you are full of it tonight!
Wait,
is a full moon a bad thing?
- Eep, wake up. - Huh? Hm!
- It's Gorgwatch. We're gonna die.
- Dawn, that scratching is just
Guy and Thunk pranking us again.
- But we agreed to end the circle of scare.
- Yeah, right. Like those guys are gonna stick to that.
- Guy? Are you making that scratching sound?
- Yes, Thunk. I was sound asleep...
but I have the power to scratch walls from inside my dreams.
- Really? How do you do that? - Thunk, I was being sarcastic!
- Oh, well, in that case, Gorgwatch is here,
and we're gonna be his next meal.
- Thunk, it's just Eep and Dawn messing with us again.
- But what about the circle of scare?
- Oh, it's about to come full circle
for Eep and Dawn.
- I have no idea why we're laughing.
- So!
You thought you could scare us again.
- Congratulations. It worked.
- We're not trying to scare you. You're trying to scare us.
- We had a deal, sealed with pie. You don't go back on that.
- Okay, but if it wasn't us, and it wasn't you...
- Maybe it was Belt and Sash. - Nope.
- What about Gran and Sandy? - Nope again.
- Eep, stop it.
- I-I didn't do that. Thunk!
- I didn't do it.
- Okay, if Guy didn't do it, and Thunk didn't do it,
and-and Eep didn't do it, I guess I did it.
- But, I didn't do that.
- That means G-G-G...
Gorgwatch!
- There is no Gorgwatch!
- Tell that to the corn cob.
Gorgwatch!
- I can't believe this is really happening!
- I can't believe we took the elevator.
Stairs would've been way faster.
- Yeah, but no one would expect us to take the elevator
'cause it's such a dumb idea.
I mean, we're like fish in a basket.
Do you guys hear that?
- No. I don't hear anything.
- Exactly. I think we lost Gorgwatch.
- Think again.
- Why did we take the elevator again?!
- Because no one would expect us to do something so dumb twice!
- Mom?
- Come with me if you wanna live.
I always knew Gorgwatch was real, and now it's here!
We have only one chance to survive this,
but only if you all do exactly as I say!
Now, we need enough space to fight it off,
so everyone grab a basket and stack it against the wall.
Now, we need weapons. Eep, get a broom.
Dawn, grab those coconuts.
Guy, pick up those forks.
- What about me? - Grab those!
Banana peels?
Oh, right. To make Gorgwatch slip and fall.
- So now what? We just wait for the monster
- to show up? - No! You!
Put the bowls and plates back on the shelves.
You throw those banana peels in the garbage.
You start sweeping and don't be afraid to get under the couch.
And you scrub those forks until you can see your reflection in them.
- On it!
- Scrub the forks?
- Oh no! It's almost here! Hurry!
- I still can't see my reflection.
- Scrub harder!
- I'm scrubbing with all I've got!
- Hm... Hm?
- Guys...
- Guys! - Huh?
- We're not fighting Gorgwatch.
We're cleaning up our mess.
- That's right! And I must say,
this room looks wonderful!
- Mom? Dad?
You guys are Gorgwatch?
That's right. Corn, anyone?
- Uh, no thanks.
Actually, yes.
- So you woke us up in the middle of the night,
chased us around the farm,
and made us think we were gonna die
just because we didn't do our chores?
- Exactly.
- Mom!
- I know it's extreme,
but you can't argue with the results.
Look around. This place is immaculate,
and it better stay that way.
Because if it doesn't,
who knows what could happen.
- I'm gonna go clean my hut now.
Me, too.
- And problem solved.
- Almost.