01x07 - Picture Perfect Cake

[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 ♪

♪ It's the Dreamhouse
Adventures ♪

A cake seems
pretty simple, right?

Throw together some sugar
and flour,

add a little jazz
for the frosting, and poof!

You've got the world's
most loved dessert.

For me, a cake
is perfect science.

Eggs, baking soda and baking
powder are just rising agents.

Out of eggs?

Whip up some water
and flax seeds,

or add some extra baking powder

In baking, everything
has its place.

But the best, most
unexpected masterpieces

are the ones you never thought
could go together.

Barbie?

-[gasps]
-Barbie!

Uh... you can't come in here!

I can't enter my own kitchen?

Nope.

But I forgot my lunch...

Oh. Here!

I hope you're not doing
anything crazy for this weekend.

Uh. Something happening
this weekend?

[laughs]

Phew.

My parents were having
a very big deal

th anniversary that weekend,

and I was going to make them
a very-big-deal-party!

Until I got dragged away
by a bunch of robots.

Sound crazy?

Just hear me out.

We were all hanging out when...

Hmmm.

Mail's here!

Awesome!

-[gasp]
-Whoa!

Yeah!

Ugh, Chelsea!

Did my spinning disco ball
party light come?

No, but if you were looking
for something weird,

there is this big
robot envelope...

Robot envelope?

What kind of robot envelope?

Uh.

A robot-y one?

With a picture of a robot on it?

No way. There's an actual
robot in there?

No, my designs made the finals

for the All-State
Robotics Convention.

Listen to this. "Please join
the other finalists

for a once in a lifetime
opportunity

to bring your robotics dreams
to life at Robot-con."

Oh honey, that's outstanding!

What exactly does it mean?

It means I get to turn
my science homework

into a real actual robot at
the most important robotics

convention in the country
this weekend!

[gasps]

This weekend.

Um. Ya know what.

I don't even like
yucky old robots...

You were literally just freaking
out when you opened that letter.

I mean it's not like robotics
is going to save the world

or anything.

I mean, you know...unless
you want to explore

distant planets, or...

Or perform life-saving
surgery remotely...

I will not miss your
th anniversary!

Who'll set everything up,

and hang all the decorations...
and...

Um, hello? I can handle it.

How complicated could all those
little parties you throw be?

Okay first, rude.

Second, they are so not little.

And third, Mom and Dad did
some pretty cool stuff

in the time it took them
to get to that big -.

They deserve a perfect party.

Well, as your mother
who loves you,

I forbid you from attending
our party.

So there.

[laughs]

See? Mom insisted I go,
what choice did I have?

Skipper could handle the party,
right?

But if I had to miss this
once in years celebration,

I wanted my parents to know
I was still celebrating them.

So, I left behind a little
piece of me.

It was seven layers made
with love, rolled fondant,

stracciatella and
marionberry filling,

and it was going to be
a complete and total...

Surprise, we got it.

[laughs]

Okay.

Okay, I'm being annoying.

I just don't want anything
to go wrong.

This box is double reinforced
for extra protection.

It's a cake.

Are sure you don't want me
to stay back?

I know it's a lot.

I'll try not to faint
under the pressure.

Have fun!

Don't create something
that'll destroy the world!

Thanks. I won't.

Uh. Good luck with the party.

Luck is for the unprepared.

Bye honey!

See ya!

I was off to the con

and Skipper managed to get
the party started without me,

but it wasn't long
before things started to go

off the rails for both of us.

♪

[doorbell]

I wonder who that could be?

Whittaker, Poppy!

I'm so...surprised, to see you.

Yes, well, it's

not like we could sit quietly
reading a book at home

with all this music blasting,
could we?

Do you like?

I personally made
the playlist myself.

I also do birthdays and Bar
Mitzvahs if you want a card.

What I want is to be able
to hear myself think.

Totally overrated.

But as long as you're here,
why don't you join us?

Avocado crostini?

Ugh. We'll stay five minutes,

but only because our superior
upbringing compels us to.

Sheesh.

Gotta hand it to you, Skip.

You really outdid yourself
with this party.

Well dad, all it takes is
a mood board and a dream.

Check out the lemonade station
when you get a chance.

You even remembered
the lavender lemonade?

Wait'll mom hears.

She can't keep her hands off
that stuff.

Wait, lavender?

Who said anything
about lavender?

Barbie always puts it in.

Of course she does.

Here! Hold these.

Do you need help
finding something?

Lavender. I need lavender.

For the lemonade?

How did you know?

Barbie always puts it in.

Well...we appear to be
fresh out of lavender.

Hmm. What about cucumbers?

Is cucumber lemonade a thing?

I don't think that's a thing.

[sighs]

I guess the masses
will have to suffer.

Heh. Let them eat cake!

Oh. Oh no.

Not just cake.

Specifically a seven-tiered
rolled fondant cake

with stratiat... stratiat...

whatever that is,
marionberry filling.

I mean, look at this thing,
there is not a detail

out of place.

Like Barbie's hair.

[sighs]

My perfect sister whipped up

this typically perfect
masterpiece

at the same time she's becoming

a perfectly awesome
robot rock star.

Perfect!

Okay, you didn't actually
just post that, did you?

It's a compliment.

A testament to my picture
perfect sister's picture perfect

... Whoa!

Whoa!

Whoa!

[gasps]

Cake.

Hmm, it's as good as it looks.

Looked.

[shriek]
Ahhhhh!!!!!

For the record, I had nothing
to do with this.

[grunts]

Aha!

We need a new cake,
not a new cake box!

Yeah, well, we also need to buy
some time

until we can replace the cake

with something less...
totally destroyed.

We did this-

Okay, I did this,
but we can fix it.

There, no one will know
the difference.

Yeah, unless they actually
wanna, you know, eat the cake.

Or take a snarky picture
with it.

We just need to keep everyone
out of the kitchen,

-that's all.
-Hey guys!

Oh, hey mom.

I know trouble when I see it.

So what's the gossip?

Uh oh, nothing.

We're just enjoying the music.

Sick beats, huh?

We better hit the dance floor.
Come on!

Okay, okay!

Oh!

[laughs]

[sighs in relief]

We need to call Barbie.

She's the only one
who can fix this.

We can't!

She's probably busy inventing

a life-saving robot
or something.

I wasn't.

I was having problems of my own

Okay, show me some moves, buddy.

Ya know, that's not bad...

Ahh!

Oh, great.

Ugh!!

Yeah, you're right,
let's take a break.

[phone rings]

Hey Stace!

What's up?

How's everything at the party?

About the party we're having...

Everything's cool here!

Couldn't be cooler.

Cool as a cucumber.

Okay.

I'm sure you have it totally
under control.

Hehe.

Totally under control.

Actually, Barbie.

Skipper does have some
bad news to break to you.

Uh-oh. What?

Uhhh...

You left this robotics kit
in one of the kitchen cabinets.

Oh.

Oh, for a second there,

I thought you were going to say

that there was a problem
with the cake!

[nervous laughter]

Cake!

Problem?

Ha!

Cool.

I must have accidentally
put those parts down

while I was rushing around
trying to get the icing right.

You know all that fondant
doesn't just make itself.

If only it did...

Well, I better get back
to work here.

Hey, thanks for making this such
a memorable day for mom and dad.

Oh, oh it won't be easy
to forget.

Well, at least something's
going well.

[sigh]

Yes!

[gasp]

Ahh! Ooh.

Why didn't you tell Barbie
about the cake?

Because it's not her problem.

You heard her, fondant,
whatever that is,

doesn't just make itself!

I'm responsible for this party.

I told you, all we have to do
is bake an identical cake.

Oh, is that all!

Barbie is an expert baker.

You don't even spread jam
on your toast very well.

[gasps]

And in case you didn't notice,
there is a party going on.

How are you going to do all this
without anyone seeing.

We can use the kitchen
in the camper.

We'll smuggle the new cake back
in here when we're done and...

and we'll put it right back
in this box.

Ugh!

Look, you can do whatever
you want.

I, however, will be very busy
not making a terrible...

Fraud Cake!

It's not going to be a terrible
fraud-cake!

It's...It's going to be
an awesome fraud-cake.

A little succulent here.

A cactus there.

Yes!

I'm sorry, I shouldn't
have left.

You're my sister and...

Ta-da!

Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow!

Right?

It is SO much worse than
I could've ever imagined!

What?!

It looks just like Barbie's!

Barbie's what?

It just needs the cake topper.

And that looks like an angry,
deformed pickle!

Can we try to stay
positive here?

[shrieks]
Ahh!

Sorry.

The angry deformed pickle thing
just scared me!

Oh... There's gotta be a way
to salvage this.

Ahh...

Does anyone know CPR?

Whoa!

Phew.

[phone ringing]

Hey, Skipper!

Did you guys surprise mom
and dad with the cake yet?

I want to see their reaction
when you bring it out.

Yeah.

About the cake...

[takes a deep breath]

I was just trying
to get a picture.

it looked so insanely
perfect, and...

I ruined everything.

What do you mean?

No no.

No wait! No!

Okay.

Sorry.

Okay. Now what?

I'm so sorry, Barbie.

I thought that I could fix it,
but...

but the pickle
scared Chelsea and...

and Stacie was right,
but I...

Whoa, slow down.

Fix what?

The cake.

It's smooshed.

You're kidding?

Please tell me you're kidding.

How? What happened?

I told you. I ruined it.

I ruined everything.

Your masterpiece, mom and dad's
anniversary...

Skipper...

And I can't bake like you, okay?

I'm not perfect.

I don't infuse my lemonade
with lavender

and my hair gets
lots of knots and...

Skipper!

It's okay.

I knew you were gonna...

Wait, what?

Okay, so it wasn't that okay.

I put my heart, soul,

and a whole lot of handcrafted
fondant into that cake.

But, Skipper also put her heart
into this party.

And as any good baker knows,

ingredients work best
when they work together.

Yours aren't easy shoes to fill.

Skipper, you don't need
to fill my shoes.

You're smart, and funny...

And the best techie
any of us know.

Yes. I could actually use
some tips

with this little guy
right now.

I'm trying to do
everything right,

but it just keeps
coming out all...

Whatever that is.

Well, it's a simple reprogram.

I can walk you through it.

[sigh of relief]

You would? Really?

Sure. I still wish you were here
to fix this.

As much as I hate to admit it-
I can't do it all on my own.

Yea. If only we could...

(Both): Wait!

Are you thinking
what I'm thinking?

Yes!

I'm totally excited
but I have no idea why.

And so my tech genius sister
and I came up with a plan:

all we had to do was hook up
the wireless interface at home

with the robotics kit
I left behind.

And so maybe, just maybe,
through the miracle of robotics,

Barbie can help us bake the cake
here...from there.

Just like a surgeon
working remotely!

That sounds crazy.

So crazy, it just might work.

Can I help you?

Oh.

Shouldn't you be supervised?

Why, yes. Come on!

I can't wait to show you my
whole slap bracelet collection!

Hmm, Flour...and sugar...

I lost the Reardons.

They hid in the elevator
to avoid me.

[exhales]

What took you so long?

The lavender lemonade
was out of lavender.

[laugh]

Welcome to the world
of party planning.

You're lucky you made
it out of there at all.

Yeah, well I think
we need backup.

The Reardons will stay in
that elevator for so long.

And Dad's wondering
where we are.

Fine.

As long as everyone's clear
that I so had...

(Both): ...nothing
to do with this.

Glad we're all on the same page.

Chelsea! There you are!

Uhh...where are your sisters?

Uhhh...washing their feet.

It's a girl thing.

Oh. Right.

Totally get it.

Really?

Done!

All right, ladies.

It's go time.

Okay.

Is it working?

Ahh!

You're battering the batter!

Whoops.

Hm...

Okay. Let's try that
one more time.

Now it's working.

Mostly working.

Great, into the oven it goes.

Whoa!

[laughs]

Hey.

[laughs]

Okay. All adults either
duped or in hiding.

Nice work!

But you're not done yet.

We'll still have to smuggle
the new cake into the house

when it's ready.

When that time comes,

I need you to clear the room

without panicking anyone,
for say, seconds.

Can you do that?

As long as everyone's clear...

(Both): We know!

[laughs]

Not bad!

Amazing!

Now all we have to do
is assemble it.

Huh.

[gasp]

Easier said than done.

Yep.

Now listen up, pups.

We're all friends here, right?

[barking]

So when I pretend
to be mad at you...

I'm not really mad at you.

You got me?

[barking]

Ta-da!

Phew!

Okay! Do we have ourselves
a cake?

I don't know how you did it.

How we did it.

Yea!

[laughs]

Now, all we have to do is get it
into the house

without anyone knowing
it was missing.

Chelsea says she's got a plan.

We ready?

Yeah!

[grunt]

Good luck!

[shriek]
Ahh!!!

Ahh!

Chelsea! What is it?

The puppies stole my vintage
hypercolor scrunchies!

Unless we can go back in time
they're irreplaceable!

Quick, everyone help me!

And I mean everyone!

They went that way!

Bad puppies!

Bring those priceless
scrunchies back!

In about more seconds!

[grunts]

Whoa!

A little to the left.

No, a little to the right.

A little more to the right.

Too much right!

I'm trying, I'm trying!

-Yikes.
-Whoa, whoa!

-Okay.
-Ah!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Yes, yes!

[laughing]

Cake time!

Wow!

This is...unbelievable!

Uh, where did you get it?

We made it.

With technology.

Hi there.

Let's go!

[screaming]
Ahh!

That's just the Reardons
leaving!

[laughs]

Skipper, you pulled off
this party like a champ.

I had some help from Barbie.

No way!

Happy anniversary!

Who says you can't be
in two places at once.

You know, I may have
underestimated

all of the hard work that goes
into party planning.

But a little help
goes a long way.

[laughs]

Like I said: Baking is mostly
just science.

But every ingredient brings
its own flavor to the recipe.

To make something truly special,
it takes the perfect blend.

[laughs]

Whoa.

Until next time.

♪