Go, go, go, go!
Team Zenko Go!
Go, go, go, go!
Zenko Go!
-Go, go, go, go! -Team Zenko Go!
Good job, Rodney. But it looks like you missed a spot.
I knew that.
You're talking to a ceiling fan cleaning professional.
That's why Mr Tanaka is paying me big bucks to--
Jax, quick.
And that, my friends, is what we call the ladder-less dismount.
Now to wash those windows.
-They're so high. -No problem.
I'll just have to balance my ladder on chairs.
Rodney, why are you doing all these odd jobs?
I'm raising money for my trip to the International Security Guard Museum.
That sounds...
fascinating.
Maybe you should try raising money doing a job
that's not so "fally downy."
Hey, like that.
"Babysitter needed. Urgent. Will pay big money."
Babysitter? Nah. There's no danger.
No badge. No feather duster.
Don't think of it as being a babysitter. Think of it as being a baby bodyguard.
That does sound interesting.
I guess it won't hurt to text and just ask about it.
And send.
Hi, are you the babysitter who texted?
-Baby bodyguard. -Oh, sense of humour. You're hired.
I have got a lot of errands to run. The market, the hardware store, the spa.
I so need a mud bath.
So can you keep an eye on my Declan?
Ten-four. Subject will be secure while you mommy multitask.
See you at our place at 2:30.
Not much of a challenge for this security enforcer--
I wonder how that happened. Excuse me, I gotta find scissors.
You thinking what I'm thinking?
That Rodney might need a little backup, Zenko style?
Ponzu, mission mode.
Go, go, go, go!
Yeah!
Niah!
Ari!
Ellie!
Jax!
Team Zenko Go!
-We heard the gong, what's gone wrong? -Rodney got hired to be a babysitter.
But the kid he's sitting for seems like a handful.
"Seems?" Declan MacGregor, aka The Babysitter Breaker.
Had six sitters in the last month.
The last one retired from the business, changed her name, and left town.
And she was his grandmother.
Sounds like Rodney needs the Zenkos to play guardian angel babysitters.
-Right. To watch over Declan. -And Rodney.
Remember, sometimes a chef can't make the whole meal alone.
So you have to let an assistant chef help.
So who wants to try my assistant chef's acorn sushi?
On a mission.
-Gotta Zenko! -Bye.
Okay, location identified.
You so got this.
Because you are Rodney J. Dinkle, baby bodyguard.
Here's Declan's schedule.
Playtime. He loves to play. Especially colouring.
Colouring, check.
Then his special snack: grapes and string cheese.
-Check. -Then story time.
Then more colouring-- He's a crayon kid.
Check. And double check.
Just follow the list and you should have no problem.
And by the way, he has a very active imagination.
Bye-bye, Mommy.
-Okay, buddy, playtime. -Snack time?
Well, your mom said we should play first.
You know what would be fun?
-Snack time? -Close.
Build a house and then pretend to guard it like real security.
Cool, huh?
And there, check.
Wow, looks good from in here, kid.
But how do I get out?
Gluey, glue, glue!
Now, snack time.
That's very clever, Declan.
But trapping your security professional is against the rules.
Declan?
We have to bust Rodney out of baby jail.
Ari, Grabinator.
This isn't funny anymore!
Unsupervised snack time, negatory!
Those two in a kitchen? Could be major drama.
You and Jax, keep an eye on them. We'll clean up here.
Candy!
Way creative, Declan.
But major owie danger, so no climbing, okay?
Now, let's find you some healthy snacks.
Where is that string cheese?
Where does your mommy keep the--?
Declan?
Officer needs assistance.
You're funny.
Yeah!
He's out of control. We've got to do something.
Hey, his mom said he likes to colour, right?
Note to self, add a chapter in my baby bodyguard handbook:
getting pots off your noggin.
Don't worry, Declan. I'll be right there.
I did it.
Gotta get eyes on the subject. Declan?
Everything's nice and calm.
Why wouldn't it be? I am a real-deal baby bodyguard.
Next up, story time.
Declan, how about I read you a storybook?
Happy, Happy Funtime Bunny Goes Circus?
Looks cute. But this was my favourite book when I was your age.
The Amateur Security Guard Handbook.
"Chapter One: Proper Perimeter Patrol. When securing an area, you must always..."
No bunnies or circuses.
Gotta go play outside.
Rodney fell asleep.
Where's Declan, or Ari, or Niah?
-Ari, Niah, wake up. -You fell asleep.
-What? -Sorry.
That chapter on flashlight battery replacing was super dull.
Here's something not super dull. We can't find Declan.
Boxes.
There, in Donna's truck.
Coast is clear.
-I'll get him. -We can't let Declan see us.
-Then how are we going to do this? -Remember what Auntie Yuki said?
If a chef can't make the whole meal, let the assistant chef do their part.
Yeah, and?
Donna's delivering packages, so why not let her deliver Declan?
Great idea, Jax.
Only we'd need a box big enough for him to fit in.
Like that one?
Good point. I'll put Declan's address on it.
I know how to get him to crawl in the box.
What's in here?
Crayons!
Donna's on the way back.
Guess I forgot one.
Chapter Eight: Comfortable Shoes.
Boo!
-How did you--? -Declan's laughing?
And I don't smell anything burning?
Rodney, you are the best sitter ever.
All part of the job, ma'am.
Call me Rodney J. Dinkle. Baby bodyguard.
Rodney, how was the International Security Guard Museum?
Awesome. So secure, they almost didn't let me in.
Glad it worked out. And now you don't need to babysit anymore.
Are you kidding?
I am a baby-bodyguarding superstar.
I'll be doing it all the time now.
What's up, Harmony Harbor Squasher Fan Club?
Welcome to the very first showing of the movie trailer for...
Squasher 2: Revenge of the Rogue Radishes.
-Yes. -What's a trailer?
It's a bunch of scenes from a movie to get you to wanna see it.
But hopefully don't spoil stuff like Omega Onion is a spy for the Radishes.
-Dude! -It's just a guess.
We're about to find out.
Yep. Here we go.
All right.
In a world where evil can sprout up anywhere,
only one hero can stem the tide of--
Maybe a loose wire. Let's see.
Lights don't work either. I think the power's out.
No lights? Scary.
Lula, it'll be okay.
A blackout just means that we don't have electricity.
Yeah, just like in caveman days.
For sure, dude. Back then they didn't have electricity.
-Not even for their TVs. -Don't worry.
The power will come back on soon and we can see the trailer.
I hope.
Chill, Ponzu. It's just a blackout.
NBD. And by that I mean, No Bowl Diving.
Nothing to worry about.
On second thought, better gong the gang.
Ponzu, mission mode.
Go, go, go, go!
Yeah!
Niah!
Ari!
Ellie!
Jax!
Team Zenko Go!
We heard the gong, what's gone wrong? As if we didn't know.
That's right, the power's out all over.
I'm thinking a lot of people are gonna need good deeds.
I've got a badge in Understanding Electricity from the Junior Moose Patrol.
What'd you learn?
That sometimes the power comes back on right away and sometimes it doesn't.
It was one of the easier badges.
Team, this is gonna be a different kind of mission.
With the power down all over,
we need to fan out and see who needs Zenkoing.
This blackout totally messed up the Squasher trailer viewing at our store.
Major bummer for the Squasher Fan Club.
Just remember, team, you don't always need a big, gooey dessert
to satisfy a customer's sweet tooth.
Sometimes a simple treat can be just as good.
-Okay. -Right.
-Great. Now, I'm confused and hungry. -Let's beat this blackout.
-Team Zenko Go! -Go!
Pardon me.
Excuse me.
Oh, pardon me.
Ouch. My toes wanna drop out of this dance class.
Sorry, Fawna. Unlike the Atomic Potato from issue 129,
I don't have 47 eyes that can see in the dark.
This dancing in the dark is not for me. I'm out. Kablam.
The emergency lights must have kicked in.
Wait, do we have emergency lights?
Okay, I'm back in.
Come on, Fawna, let's cut a rug.
Groovy.
Let's see, 45 Main Street.
Where's 45?
I can't see diddly in the dark.
Maybe...
Guess I gotta come back tomorrow.
"Package for Donna Dunsmore"? How about that?
Never delivered a package to myself before.
Who--? Where did this--?
Well, guess that's Harmony Harbor for you.
Forty-one, 43, 45!
There it is.
I've got the trailer on my phone.
Check it out.
In a world where evil can sprout up anywhere,
only one hero can stem the tide of--
My phone battery. I can't believe it.
Man. I really wanna see that trailer.
I guess we're not. Might as well go.
Wait! Maybe we could--
You're right. Let's just go home.
Sorry, everyone.
What's this? Fan club breaking up early?
No power, no Squasher trailer.
I might have an idea to fix that.
And I might throw in some free noodles.
-Really? -All right.
Man, this blackout's sure keeping us busy. People bumping into stuff.
-Knocking stuff over. -I just came from the Lloyd Building.
People were stuck in the elevator. Had to use the Grabinator
to open the doors and get them out without being seen.
I also snuck some ice into the bodega for the ice cream case.
Didn't want the rocky road to melt into a runny road.
Yeah, I'm studying. Big anatomy test tomorrow.
But my place is so hot and stuffy, I can barely stay awake.
Well, back to the books.
Hey, I know how we can help Ian with his study session. Here, hold this.
Leafblower of Liberty? I'm a fan.
I got a second wind. Okay, now what was I studying?
Can you take over? I wanna see what's up with the fan club.
Maybe there's something I can do.
Yeah, yeah. You wanna watch the trailer.
No problem. I'll be here, taking it breezy.
Good thing your truck has its own generator, Yuki.
Yep, my food stays fresh no matter what.
And watching the trailer on the Humongovision will be epic.
-Yeah! -Super hi-def Squasher. Sick.
Here it is, everyone.
At long last, what you've all been waiting for:
the new Squasher trailer!
Yeah!
In a world where evil can...
Guess the Humongovision is too humongo for my generator.
Ponzu, put the tuna on ice.
It's no use. The trailer's not gonna happen tonight.
Well, at least we got noodles.
Guys, the fan club is melting down.
We need to do something.
Niah and I are in the neighbourhood.
We'll drop by.
You weren't kidding. That was fast.
Here's the deal.
They tried to show the trailer, but it shorted out the noodle truck.
Oh, man. The fan club looks super bummed.
We've gotta do something. But what?
Wait a second. Remember what Yuki said?
You don't always need a big, gooey dessert to satisfy a customer's sweet tooth.
Niah, we're trying to show a trailer here, not serve chocolate lava cake.
No. The big, gooey dessert is the trailer.
What if instead of that, there was something that was even better?
I've got it. Ari, we'll need your drone-flying skills.
Come on.
Ken, Fawna, class ended 20 minutes ago.
We can't help it. We got the boogie fever. Kablam. Kablam.
Kablam. Kablam!
And now for the Ponzu Chopper.
Kablam, Kablam...
Ken Kablam?
Mr Kablam! What a coincidence!
We were trying to watch the Squasher trailer.
I've seen it. It knocked my socks off. And my shoes.
It's barefoot brilliance. Kablam!
It is? We really wanted to see it too. But the blackout messed everything up.
Ken Kablam is here to save the day.
Night. Come inside.
I'll tell you all the behind-the-scenes info.
Awesome!
Did the Atomic Potato do his own stunts?
Yep. And after he did, we called him the Mashed Marvel.
Sam, the Squasher Fan Club is such a great idea.
-I love it. -Thanks, Lula.
And, yeah, it is pretty "Squashtastic."
Excellent work, team. You all deserve victory noodles.
Wait, where's Jax?
Little help? Somebody? Please.
Finally.
I'm okay.
Go, go, go, go!
Team Zenko Go!
Zenko Go!
-Go, go, go, go! -Team Zenko Go!