02x04 - A Dreamhouse Puppy Tale

[bunniefuu]

♪ Whoa oh oh oh ♪

♪ So much to see ♪

♪ So much to do ♪

♪ Let's share a dream ♪

♪ Make it come true ♪

♪ Us girls got the
right combination ♪

♪ Make our way
to new destinations ♪

♪ Imagine all
the possibilities ♪

♪ Hey hey hey ♪

♪ You can be anything ♪

♪ Hey hey hey ♪

♪ Barbie's here,
gonna sing ♪

♪ Hey hey hey ♪

♪ Adventure, yeah that's
our thing ♪

♪ Hey hey hey ♪

♪ It's the Dreamhouse
Adventures ♪

Those awful rubber teeth.

(Robotic Voice):
We've got you now.

Alligator, let's carry them
to the slingshot.

What are we gonna do?

[meow]

[gasp]

Not so fast, evil-doers!

Okay... So I didn't personally
see this?

But Stacie, Skipper and I
definitely feel like we saw it.

The puppy drama started
one night when Mom was busy,

so I was reading Chelsea
her bedtime story.

Ready?

[laugh]

It must be nice to have nothing
on your mind

but where to play next.

Barbie!

There's lots on Honey's mind!

There's chasing butterflies,
burying bones,

learning new tricks.

Oh, of course.

And she has to protect us.

[meow]

Protect us from what?

From lots of bad things
that we have no idea about!

Right, Honey?

[barks]

What kinds of things?

Hey.

Hey, did you guys see Rookie's
squeaky toy?

No, sorry.

So, what kinds of things?

Well...

I suppose it's okay
to tell you this now.

A few nights ago,
while we were all asleep,

DJ discovered a horrible
sneaky plot...

[barking]

Gotcha!

[barking]

Rookie! Honey!
Put that down!

Listen!

Something's going on
with the squeaky-toy.

[straining grunts]

The scary squeaky crocodile?

It's an alligator, Honey,
not a crocodile.

Squeaky crocodiles are mostly
in Asia and Africa.

I never trusted that thing.

One day I'm gonna grab it
and bite it and chew it

and shake it.

Grrrr!

v*olence doesn't solve anything,
Rookie.

What'd you see, DJ?

I can't tell you out here.

This calls for a top-secret
meeting.

Hey!

What's going on?

Top-secret meeting, Taffy!

Oh boy I love these!

So then...they made their way
to the secret hideout.

So...

the puppies talk to each other?

Of course.

What do you think,
they write letters?

Anyway, back to the story...

Hmmm.

Let's get started.

Where's Taffy?

[barks]

Uhhhh!

[laughs]

Sorry!

Wrong paw!

[clears throat]

In patrolling the house, I've
noticed a lot of things missing.

Things that aren't suspicious
by themselves...

but that add up to
a scary possibility.

Like what, DJ?

I believe the squeaky-toy
is building a secret w*apon

to use against the Roberts!

[gasp]

I never trusted that toy, from
the day Stacie brought it home!

Come on, you guys.

It's a harmless little toy.

Listen.

[squeak]

[barking]

[growling]

[whimpers]

Aw, come here Taff.

Who's a good girl.

[growling]

Maybe it just wants
to be friends.

Hi, rubber alligator.

Huh?

From that moment,
Honey never trusted that toy.

So, as the P.H.P.L. meeting
went on...

Wait, "P.H.P.L."

Puppy House Protection League.

Hey guys, anyone know what
happened to the batteries

in the robo-vacuum?

Shhhh!

Chelsea's telling us a story.

It's not a story, it happened.

What happened?

Who ate the last popsicle?

Oh yeah, about the popsicle.

Back to the story.

Items are missing from here,
here and here.

And dad's electric screwdriver
was taken from here.

[gasp]

A rubber toy can't do all that
by itself.

Not unless...

it had help.

From who?

Oh no!

Not the vacuum.

That thing's evil.

[barking]

Remember that time mom spilled
the popcorn.

[barking]

[barking]

[barking]

You guys!

Pipe down, it's just
a harmless vacuum.

Mom says it's nothing to be
afraid of.

It's just a machine, right?

A noise machine that's been
spying on us

and waiting for a moment
to pounce.

[growls]

Let's go investigate.

[sniffing]

[gasps]

That's just the fridge.

It can't move unless
Mom or Dad turns it on.

Right?

How would you hide
your evil plan,

if you wanted to take over
the house, Taffy?

'Cause I'd pretend I'm harmless
until the time was right,

and then: A-rowwwwrr!

Rookie, it's got no arms
and legs.

How's it going to climb
the stairs?

Wake up, Honey!

This whole house
is e-lec-tron-ic!

Doors, alarm, lights, garage!

What if it figured out a way
to control them all?

That's not possible, right, Mom?

I didn't design the house
like that,

but you never know
what's possible

in someone else's imagination.

[meowing]

Then what, Chels?

Well...

[barking]

Oh no!

I told you, it figured
out a way to...

to turn itself on...

[getting dizzy]

Whoa!

[robotic voice] Gator,
the puppies are onto us.

Oh no!

[squeak]

[gasp]

This can't be happening!

Refrigerator activate!

Freezer door...open!

Eject tray two!

What's it doing?

[squeak]

It turned the popsicle stick
into a sword.

Let's get out of here!

Run!

[squeak]

Then what, Chelsea?

Girls, it's getting late...

But Mom, we can't leave
the puppies hanging.

Then what happened,
Chelsea...

[meow]

Well, the puppies knew they had
to get to the bottom

of the stuff that was
disappearing...

but first things first.

Oh no!

-Run!
-It's gaining on me!

They were being att*cked

by an alligator squeaky toy

with a popsicle stick sword,

and an evil robot
vacuum cleaner.

[squeak]

[squeak]

[barking]

[squeak]

[squeak]

[barking]

Guys! Up here!

They can't climb stairs.

[barking]

[squeak]

The girls' doors are open!

We have to close them so
those guys can't get in.

It's okay, Honey,
those things get up here.

[gasp]

You were saying?

If we nose their doors shut

we'll be trapped
inside the bedrooms.

We won't be able
to guard the house!

Shoe horn.

Everyone take a door!

[barking]

Honey, catch!

I've really got to give you
credit Chelsea.

It explains those teeth-marks
in my shoehorn.

Shhh!

Ok, ok, sorry.

Please continue, Chelsea.

But the vacuum would not give up
so easily.

The girls are safe!

But we aren't!

[squeaking]

That awful sound!

Taffy, watch out!

OOF!

The secret hideout!

Let's go!

[barking]

[barking]

[squeaking]

They blocked it!

[struggling grunts]

They're coming!

Back up secret hideout,
go.

What's this?

Hey guys, has anyone seen
my scrunchies?

Did one of you borrow
my electric screwdriver

and my modelling clay?

Shhh!

Chelsea's telling a story.

So...

the puppies went to their
backup secret hiding place,

which - it's a secret
but I think I can tell you -

it's outside, in
the top-floor patio.

Can they get out here?

It's ok.

This baby's rated up to
a German Shepard.

If they come anywhere
near my girls,

I'll stomp 'em and whomp 'em
and jiggly-bomp 'em!

Wham, bam, garbage can!

We could try talking to them...

I don't think so Honey.

Look at this drawing I just
found in the living room.

What is it?

It's a PICTURE!

Thanks, Honey.

[gasp]

It's a slingshot!

[gasps]

Looks like a slingshot
made of modelling clay

and Skipper's scrunchies!

So that's where they went!

But why would a squeaky
alligator and a vacuum

want a slingshot?

Beats me, DJ.

All I know is, we've gotta find
this thing

before they get it operational.

Taffy, you've got the best
sniffing skills.

[sniffing]

Got it!

I can't believe anyone would
want to do anything

to hurt those dear,
sweet girls.

It's a tough world out there,
Honey.

A puppy's gotta be
on guard every second.

[barking]

So Taff, where's the trail lead?

[sniffing]

It's crazy, but the smell of
modelling clay

and the very slight scent
of Skipper's shampoo...

they both lead here.

[sniffs]

There.

[struggling grunts]

That's it! Oh no!

Bolted to the deck.

And pointed to the Pacific.

What are they planning to launch
out to sea?

[gasp]

It's us!

What?

Why?

With us gone, the girls
will be completely helpless!

That's why!

[squeak]

[gasp]

But the door's still locked.

How did they get out here?

Never mind how.
Run!

[barking]

[squeak]

Oh!

We should never have skipped
swimming lessons

to take those Puppy
Literacy classes!

[squeaks]

[meowing]

Where's Mew-Mew?

What's a Mew-Mew?

Blissa's kitten-toy.

Shhhh!

Go on, Chelsea.

Soooo...the alligator
and the vacuum

had the brave puppies cornered
on the diving board...

Those awful rubber teeth.

We've got you now.

Alligator, let's carry them
to the slingshot.

What are we gonna do?!

[meow]

[gasps]

Not so fast, evil-doers!

(All): Mew-Mew!!

[squeak]

Cats! So sneaky.

[meow]

Hi-Yah!

[fighting grunts]

Go get the sling sh*t, puppies!

I'll handle this tin can.

You are getting sleepy.

Your hypno-beam doesn't work
on me, Vacuum.

I'm hypno-allergenic!

Hi-yah!

Hee-yah!

Hurry! It's getting up!

Stay away from us!

Ugh!

We did it!

[squeak]

Oh no!

[grunts]

[barks and squeaks]

[squeaking]

Sorry, Vacuum and squeaky toy.

Not your day.

[squeak]

[cheering]
Yay!

Thanks, Mew-Mew!

That was amazing!

You bonked 'em and
hooped 'em and grrrrr!

Nothing you guys wouldn't do
for me if I was in a jam.

Yah!

[meow]

So long, puppies,
stay purr-fect!

The girls are safe!

We did it!

We sure did!

Anyone who wants to mess
with the Dreamhouse

has to go through us!

That explains all the stuff
in the house that's missing.

But what happened to it all?

I'm getting to that!
Sheeesh!

First, of course, they had
to get the batteries

out of the vacuum...

Of course...

Still locked.

So how'd they get out?

There.

They're breaking free!

We have to end this
once and for all.

[squeaking]

You guys ready?

Ready!

Positions!

Here they come!

Now, Taffy!

Take this!

Come on!

Taffy, jump!

[barking]

[squeak]

You're going down, gator!

Ya!

[squeak]

[gasp]
Whoa!

Nice sh*t!?

Grrr!...

[growling]

Any other chew-toys
wanna try me?

[barking]

Puppy House Protection League
for the win!

Woo hoo!

We were so tough!

We are tough!

Ruff!

[struggling grunts]

Oops, other paw...

We really did it!

-Yay!
-It's over!

Hooray!

We have our hideout back!

Woo-hoo! Yip yip!

Um, guys?

What about all the stuff
that went missing?

The alligator and the modelling
clay and the scrunchies

and the batteries?

Won't Mom and Dad blame
someone for all that?

They'll blame Barbie!

[gasps]

Me? Why me?

She's the one person who
isn't missing something.

We have to borrow something
of Barbie's, too.

Something personal,
like a picture.

Then we have to take
all the stuff we borrowed

or that got broken and make
something out of it...

Yeah!

And the thing we make
has to disguise

what happened here tonight,

so the Roberts family
will never know

the danger they were in.

What could puppies make
out of all those things?

Well...

I wasn't going to show you this
until next week...

but they took all the stuff
they borrowed and made

this special sculpture as a
surprise for Mom's birthday.

because they know how much Mom
wants to go on a vacation

next year in Hawaii.

Of course they pretend
that I made it.

Chelsea, that is so cute!

See, Honey? I told you
she'd like it.

This is so great, Chelsea!

You...

I mean, the puppies made this?

Wow, Chelsea!

That's amazing!

How come everyone's
on the island but me?

They couldn't find a small
enough picture of you.

So you're there...

but you're snorkelling.

[laughing]

Aw. Thank you, honey.

Okay, we've all had
our bedtime story.

Lights out!

See you all in the morning.

Sorry about your popsicle, Dad.

Hey, that story was worth
ten popsicles.

Good night.

Good job, Honey.

See you in the morning.

♪