[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
♪ Who’s that girl walking into school ♪
♪ With the fancy hair that’s super cool? ♪
♪ It’s Hazel ♪
♪ Uh, uh ♪
♪ It’s Hazel ♪
♪ Uh, uh ♪
Wow.
I’ve never seen a kid this excited for school.
I have!
The school had wizards and spells...
[with English accent] And everybody talked like this
and flew around on brooms, mate.
Uh, Cosmo, sweetie, that was a movie.
And this is no movie.
School Spirit Week.
Ooh. Sounds spooky.
It’s not.
Spirit Week is the one week
students get to unite and celebrate
the power of our school pride.
There’s a different theme and prize every day.
And today, I’m gonna win Most Spirited Hair.
You’re a shoe-in, squirt. You have great hair.
Thanks, and with my mom creating
a super fantastic hairstyle for me,
it’ll be even better.
[knocks]
Are you ready to make something special, baby girl?
Sure am. Is Mom standing behind you or--
Oh, no, no. She had a book emergency.
She had to head to her conference early.
But don’t worry, I’ve been up for hours
studying different hairstyles.
Oh, I’m not worried.
I’m terrified.
[razor buzzing, scissors snipping]
Yes. Yes.
[car horn honks] No. No.
- Ugh. - Ugh.
A Marcus masterpiece. [laughs]
Ah!
- What do you think? - It’s good, for a normal day.
But for a special day like today,
I need something 10 times bigger.
I can add another bow.
Just give me a couple of hours to figure out the math on that.
That’s OK, Dad. I’ve got this.
I need something extravagant,
something to take my hair to the next level.
It needs oomph. It needs pizzazz.
I wish my hair had spirit.
- You got it. - Spirited hair, coming up.
Uh, is something wrong with your magic?
My hair looks the same.
Nothing wrong with my magic. My magic is delicious.
Girl, you better stop.
That comb is way too small for these delicate tresses.
Who said that?
It is I,
known all across the land
from earlobe to earlobe.
The one, the only, Diana the Diva.
[distant applause] Please, please.
Hold your applause. - Uh, why is my hair talking?
Hair isn’t supposed to talk.
I can do way more than talk.
I can laugh. [laughs]
I can cry. [sobs]
And most importantly, I can feel.
[melancholic music]
This is not what I meant when I wished my hair had spirit.
Oh, I thought you wanted your hair to have a spirit.
We really need to work on your active listening skills.
- What? - Hazel, darling.
You must be so honored to finally meet me.
Let me get a good look at you.
You know, there’s a perfectly functional mirror
in the corner of the room.
I want to know everything about you curl-friend.
What’s your sign? Let me guess.
Hairies? - Oh. Ha.
I like her. She’s punny.
I want to try one.
Um, um-- pass.
OK, Diana.
If I’m gonna win for Most Spirited Hair,
I need your help. - Absolutely.
I’m hair for you.
I won’t give you any stubble.
No, I don’t like that.
Metals make me itch, and a diva does not itch.
Nope. Too tight.
I need to be able to breathe so I can...
♪ Sing ♪
With perfect harmony.
Oh!
O-M-G. Flowers!
Go in the trash.
All these years we’ve been together,
and you still don’t know I’m allergic?
[sneezes]
Well, what do you like?
Finally.
I thought you’d never ask.
I love the feel of taking center stage,
and all eyes are on me.
I love the sound of the crowd chanting
my name, Diana, Diana.
And most of all, I love to dance.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
That’s right.
Shake that hair booty.
[upbeat disco music]
Party people, focus.
Who stopped the music?
I’m gonna be late for school
if I can’t get this together.
I know the perfect thing.
It’s classy. It’s timeless.
I look great in it.
I don’t have a good feeling about this.
What about a big beautiful bow?
Did someone say bow?
Ah!
Give my fans what they want.
Please, just cut it out and let me focus.
Cut?
- Yeah. Just relax.
OK?
Relax? Oh, girl. Uh-uh.
You got me twisted. - What are you doing?
Talking about cutting and relaxing.
You’re trying to change me.
[soft dramatic music]
♪ ♪
Ooh, low maintenance.
Trying to make me wear things that I don’t like.
I know when I’m not appreciated.
Wait. What’s happening?
I’m shedding you, Hazel.
That’s what’s happening.
Where is she going?
Diana! Diana the Diva!
[whispers] Rip.
I don’t see her anywhere.
I got to get to school,
but I need to find Diana before the assembly.
We need to make her come to us.
Maybe she went back to her roots.
Not funny.
Oh, yeah.
Maybe she-- she--
pass.
How can we help you?
We need to set a trap, something so sneaky,
so clever, Diana can’t help but fall for it.
[quirky music]
♪ ♪
Coconut oil makes my hair so soft and shiny.
There’s no way she can resist this.
Mm-mm.
Ooh.
[enchanting music] Mmm.
Got her.
Where’d she go?
Nice try,
but I only like organic.
[upbeat music]
[laughs]
[groans]
[soft dramatic music]
Silk scarf lasso, please.
[hawk screeches distantly]
♪ ♪
I’m a horse.
Let’s ride.
Yeehaw! [grunts]
Was my hair always this heavy?
Huh? Where do you keep coming from?
- [squeaking] - Ah, brush it off, Hazel.
Yeah!
You got to wake up pretty curly
in the morning to tangle with me.
[grumbles] - [laughs]
Uh, Are we sure this is a good idea?
Release the hair gel!
[dramatic music]
I guess, you’ll be sticking with me after all.
[screams]
Give it up, Hazel.
Diana, please. Let’s talk about this.
We’re curl-friends, remember?
Oh, no. It’s too late for that.
You don’t appreciate me.
All you care about is that competition.
I’m out of here, and you’re out of hair.
[squeaking]
What are you gonna do now?
What time is the assembly, squirt?
[clock chimes intensely] - Right now.
I have an idea.
[upbeat music]
Wow, look at all these great hairstyles.
They look so good, and you look...
ah-- ah-- pass.
Oh, what’s wrong, sweetie?
Don’t think you’ll win?
Cosmo’s right.
Everyone showed up with such great hair,
and I’m stuck in this wig.
It makes me miss Diana.
Oh, she was amazing.
So full of spunk. - And fun!
I really hurt her feelings.
I want to apologize, but she’s gone now.
Probably forever.
Hello, people of Spirit Week.
It is I, Diana the Diva,
here to claim my title as Most Spirited Hair.
[people gasping]
Is she in your class?
[groans]
Whoa. Cool costume.
Did your mom make it?
Only my hairdresser knows for sure.
Diana, you’re here.
Oh, Hazel.
Fancy meeting you-- hair?
It’s my mom’s wig.
How dare you.
If anybody is going to be on Hazel’s head,
it’s going to be me.
Look at me when I’m talking to you.
[gasp] The shade.
I can’t believe you, Hazel.
First, you toss me aside like day old conditioner,
and then you replace me.
You’re unbeweaveable!
Diana, I’m sorry I made you feel like you weren’t wanted.
You don’t mean that.
You just don’t want me to win the contest.
Diana, Wait! I don’t care about that.
I like you just the way you are.
Aw.
You really do care.
Can you ever forgive me?
Of course, I can.
You’re my best friend.
I love being a part of you.
Through thick and thin. - [chuckles]
Let’s show ’em how spirited we are.
[upbeat disco music]
♪ ♪
[cheers and applause]
♪ ♪
♪ Who’s that girl getting ready for bed? ♪
♪ With the super cool friend on top of her head? ♪
♪ It’s Hazel ♪ - ♪ And Diana ♪
[laughter]
Girl, you know you got to protect that magic.
Aw, what a hairy-tale ending.
Cosmo, you finally did it.
Did what? [farts]