02x10 - Rats All, Folks

[bunniefuu]

What did I tell you two
about leaving the front door open?

You know how I feel about varmints.

How many times
do I have to tell you boys, uh…

Boys?

What in tarnation?

-Don't come in!
-We're making you a surprise!

A surprise?

Hmm.

Well, I do love surprises.

Phew! He bought it.

Bought what?
We really are making him a surprise.

Oh right.

Almost perfect.

Hey, Mugsy,
we're gonna need some more frosting.

Way ahead of you.

Oh, hello.

Guten tag.

Who were you talking to?

-A rat in the cupboard.
-Oh.

Rat in the cupboard?

Hey! Who are you?

The name is Werner Werman.

I hereby claim ownership
of this cottage and all its contents.

You will leave immediate!

What? Now you listen here, pal…

Hmm!

What kind of rat has gadgets?

What was that?

-Don't come in!
-It's a surprise!

Oh, right!

We should tell him the truth.

No way! Then we'll get the blame.

-Whoa!

But we deserve the blame.

We left the door open.

We don't know that's how it got in.

That is how I got in.

Whoa!

-Don't come in.
-It's a surprise!

Hey, are those pain stars
spinning around your heads?

-Huh? What?
-What stars?

Eh.

Great. Since we let that varmint in,
now it's an apology cake,

instead of a do-something-nice-for-Kettle-
so-he'll-do-something-nice-for-us cake.

We should tell him what we did.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! There's no need
to involve the authorities.

It's just one little rat.
We can handle him ourselves.

Huh! Let's see him
get around the kitchen now.

Oh!

Someone has left a perfectly good cake
completely unattended.

Don't touch that cake!

I think I will give it a lick.

No!

Oopsies.

Yeah, you'd better run!

Ooh! I hate that rat!

Now what?

Gotcha!

Huh?

Gotcha!

Huh? Where'd he go?

Hmm.

Psst!

Ow!

What gives?

The rat was right there.

Don't move!

Ooh, sorry, Mugsy, I-- Oh!

All right, this can't miss.

We've got the most ferocious feral cat
in all of the Inkwell Isles.

-Whoa!

Oopsies.

Ah, yoo-hoo!

Whoa!

Yow!

Hmm.

Oh!

Yow!

Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!

Shh! Elder Kettle's gonna hear you.

Hear us? He's gonna k*ll us.

Look what we've done to his kitchen.

Nah. How can he be mad when he sees
the delicious surprise cake we made him?

Oh!

Elder Kettle's surprise cake!

You dirty rat!

-Oh, boys!
-Don't come in! Don't come in!

Is it time for my--

Surprise!

This is my surprise?

I was hoping for a cake.

It was a cake, but…

The rat ate it.

Did you say… rat?

We left the door open.

No varmint eats my surprise cake.

This is no ordinary varmint.

Well, this is no ordinary kettle.

-Incoming!

-A-ha! Let's see you escape…

…now?

Yow! My foot!

Yow! My other foot!

-It is useless.

Your cottage is mine.

Over my dead body.

My sentiments exactly.

Auf wiedersehen!

What?

Ah!

Huh?

Surrender, varmint?

I suppose you have left me no options.

Except this one.

-Oh!

Well, well, well, which will it be, huh?

Your precious cottage

or your precious cups?

All right, varmint, you win.

My cottage is yours.

Here, take the deed.

Elder Kettle, no!

Very smart of you, mein Kettle.

Now, to sign the deed.

Oh, here, use my pen.

Danke.

Ow, that really hurt!

You know what?
Forget this, I'm outta here.

That's right, run away,
and don't come back!

Ah.

Close the door, boys.

You know how your Elder Kettle feels
about varmints.