02x24 - Spell It Out

[bunniefuu]

- ♪ Crashing through
the crowded halls ♪

♪ Dodging girls
like Ping-Pong balls ♪

♪ Just to reach the bathroom
on time ♪

♪ Leaping over laundry piles

♪ Diapers you can smell
for miles ♪

♪ Guy's got to do
what he can to survive ♪

- ♪ In the Loud house

♪ In the Loud house

- ♪ Duck, dodge, push,
and shove ♪

♪ Is how we show our love

- ♪ In the Loud house,
in the Loud house ♪

- ♪ One boy and ten girls

♪ Wouldn't trade it
for the world ♪

- ♪ Loud Loud Loud

♪ Loud house

- Poo-poo.

[dramatic,
sweeping music]

♪

[coyote howls]

[thunder rumbles]

I so enjoy our nightly strolls,
Fangs.

- [squeaking]

- Guys, this looks so good!

- We should literally be
interior designers!

- Hey, guys.
[all gasp]

Why are you painting
the bathroom

my least favorite color?
- Uh, duh!

We all voted on it at
the sibling meeting, remember?

- So based on the leftover paint
in the garage,

our options are: pink...
[giggles]

or black.
All in favor of pink?

- Aye!
- [squeals]

Great! We all agree.
Pink it is!

- Sigh.
Well, I wasn't there.

But of course, as usual,
no one noticed.

- Oh, come on!
Exaggerate much?

- Whoops!
Sorry, I didn't notice you!

- Oh, spirits, I summon thee--

- [shrieks] What?!

No! She did NOT!

- Oh, spirits, I summon thee--

- Aaaaahhh!

Okay! First we send in
recon falcons

to assess
the enemy's firepower!

- Grr!

Oh, spirits--

- Easy on starboard!

And stroke, stroke, stroke.

- Ugh!

[overlapping chatter]

- Guys,
could you keep it down?

I'm trying to contact--

Oof!

- Last slice of pie.
Who wants it?

- [shrieking]
Ay-yi-yi-yi-yi!

- Um, I raised my hand--

- I can't believe
no one else wanted this!

- Sigh.

- 'Scuse me!
[overlapping chatter]

- I call left armrest.

- Next, on
"Vampires of Melancholia"...

- Griselda, I know you're only
seeing that werewolf

to make me jealous--

[buzzer sound]
- Ehh!

- Next, on "The Audition"...

- Hey!
I had the remote first.

- Sorry, dude, we also voted on
tonight's TV show

at the sibling meeting!

- Grr!

Will someone please hand me
my poetry journal?

I have some very strong
feelings to express.

- Oops, clumsy me.

- Aaarrrhhh!

- Did anyone hear something?

- [groans] Edwin,
no matter what I do,

my siblings walk all over me.

At least when things get bad,
I can go to my secret dark place

which...they've filled
with their junk.

Typical.

Sigh.

[grunting]

Oh, look!

This trunk belonged to
Great-Grandma Harriet.

She was a pretty cool lady.

See?

Ooh. What's this?

[inhales, blows]

"Ancient Book of Spells."

Whoa!

Hmm...if I can't get through
to my siblings,

maybe a little magic will.

- It's like, Carol gets
eyelash extensions

and suddenly
she's too good for us?

I know. I know!

- So you like disrupting
my séances

with your inane phone calls?

"Eye of newt and toe of frog,

Cease this endless dialogue."

- Whitney? Whitney? Hello?

What?! No!
This can't be happening!

♪

- So you like putting your muddy
butt on my favorite seat?

"Lizard's leg
and howlet's wing,

Bring vengeance
with an itchy sting."

- [yelps]

[whimpering]

- [humming]

- So you can't help spilling
your chemicals on my stuff?

"Gall of goat,
slips of yew.

Turn clumsy
fingers into glue."

- Oopsie!

Hmm. That's atypical.

- [laughs]
[crash]

- Of course,
now I have to tinkle.

- Okay, guys,
now that I've taken care of

my disruptive siblings,
let's try this again.

Ohhhhh, spirit of Goldie,

our late family fish,

who really flushed you?

- Guys, I'm glad I can't
use my phone,

because this conversation

literally had to happen
in person!

[all giggling, chattering]

- Oh, man, Edwin's fangs
really dig into the itch!

- Give him to me!
Give that to me now!

Aaaah!

- Oh, great.

And I just got
the toilet seat off my butt.

- I don't know what to do,
Great-Grandma.

Even when I use the spells,
nothing changes around here.

It's so frustrating!

Gasp!
This spell is too perfect!

It has to work!

Thanks for giving me a sign.

Though next time, a simple
flickering light will do.

Mmmmm.

Mmmm...

- Hey, Luce!

- Hey, what?

- Come on!
Time to visit Pop Pop!

- We voted on where to sit
in Vanzilla,

and you got the soggy seat.

- You guys go without me.

I'm in the middle
of something important.

Hmm. We'll see who sits in
the soggy seat from now on.

Round about the bedrooms go,

on their pillows,
spell dust throw,

by sunrise they will have
no choice

but to listen to my voice.

Night, night,
Great-Grandma Harriet.

Yawn!

Ugh! Lynn!

This spell
cannot work fast enough.

- Hey, guys.

[no sound]

Yes!

Now everything
is gonna change around here.

Next item of business:
repainting the bathroom.

All opposed to black
say "nay".

[silence]

No one? Black it is!

[light music]

Num, num, num!

I can't believe
no one else wanted this!

[owl hoots]

- Griselda, you're back.

I see you've come
to your senses.

- No, I just found out
I'm allergic to wolf hair.

- Thank you,
Great-Grandma Harriet!

Today was awesome, and it's all
thanks to your book of spells.

- Lynn, what's wrong?!

Oh, now, c'mon kiddo--
Whoa!

Your crew meet
can't have gone that badly!

[no sound]

- Stroke! Stroke! Stroke!

- They literally
kicked you off the team?

That is not fair!

[grunting]

- Lincoln, you got one of
your friends k*lled?

- Commander Loud,
what's our move?

[no sound]

You want us to...
frost a birthday cake?

- I think he wants us
to att*ck.

I'm just going to att*ck.

Rusty Spokes!

- Rusty, no!

- Uh-oh.
- It's an ambush!

Oh, the horror!

- Lori, honey,

I'm sure it's not
the end of the world.

- What's with the silent
treatment, Lori?

Do you think
you're better than us?

Uch! Whatever.
Friendship. Over.

- No worries! You can always
hang out with your old mom.

You can join my book club!

[somber music]

- I messed up,
Great-Grandma Harriet.

I didn't mean to ruin
everyone's life.

I just hope there's a way
to undo the spell.

Gasp! "To put a spell
back on the shelf,

transfer the effects
on to yourself."

Whoa.

Okay, don't worry guys,
I didn't call this meeting

to force any more
resolutions on you.

I just want to
make a confession.

I was getting really fed up

with the way you guys
walk all over me, so...

I cast a spell
to take away your voices.

I'm really sorry,
but don't worry,

I can fix it by transferring
the spell to myself.

Yes, I'll never speak again,
but I guess I deserve it for--

[no sound]

Why are you laughing?

You...want me to frost
a birthday cake?

I didn't take away
your voices?

Then how come
you can't talk?

- Whoo!
- Go, Pop Pop!

[overlapping shouting]

[whooping, cheering]

[chanting]
Pop Pop, Pop Pop!

Pop Pop!
- You lost your voices

at Pop Pop's
shuffleboard match?

But what about
my other spells?

Lori, I k*lled your phone.

Oh. So the battery just d*ed.

But Lana, what about my spell
to make your butt itch?

You rolled around in
poison ivy again?

[arf!]

Well, what about you, Lisa?

Didn't my spell make your
fingers sticky?

I...don't understand
any of that.

[click]
- Day , in the lab:

Accidentally
spilled new formula,

but turns out to be
excellent adhesive.

Apply for patent immediately.

- Okay, well, I'm still sorry
for casting those spells,

even if they didn't work.

I should have made
more of an effort

to tell you guys how I felt.

- Uh...okay. Thanks, Leni.

What? Oh!
My show's on?

You guys
want to watch it too?

That's awesome.
I'll be right down.

I just have to take care
of one thing.

[upbeat music]

Well, Great-Grandma Harriet,
I guess this book of spells

didn't work after all.
But that's okay,

because I got a pretty magical
result all the same.

[eerie music]
[thunder rumbles]

- ♪ Cramped inside
this tiny space ♪

♪ May sound bad
but ain't the case ♪

♪ In the Loud house
- ♪ Loud house

- ♪ Duck and dodge
and push and shove ♪

♪ That's the way we show
our love in the Loud house ♪

- ♪ Loud house

♪ Laundry piles
stacked up high ♪

♪ Hand-me-downs
that make me cry ♪

♪ Stand in line to take a pee

♪ Never any privacy

♪ Chaos with kids

♪ That's the way
it always is ♪

♪ In the Loud house