01x14 - Rattleconda Racers/Dig a Little Deeper

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Hazel moved to the city,

feeling all alone ♪

Till her whole life changed

with a pair quite strange ♪

'Cause in reality ♪

They're her new OddParents,

Fairly OddParents ♪

- Wands and wings ♪

- Floaty crowny things ♪

OddParents,

Fairly OddParents ♪

A new wish

for magic hijinks ♪

Fish guy, pizza fries ♪

Penny-farthing

dirt bike rides ♪

Ghost snoops, major whoops ♪

Baryonyx, time loops ♪

Pretty great,

you've got it made ♪

With Fairly OddParents! ♪

Hey, class.

I'm sorry I'm late.

Ow.

Was just putting

the finishing touches

on our chart for Kindness Day.

Kindness Day

challenges all students

to complete one kind act

over the course of the day.

And there's a prize--

a pizza party!

A-mamma mia.

I'll be using the chart

to track your participation.

Uh-oh, Dev, you dropped

your eraser on the filthy,

filthy ground.

You're welcome.

Mr. Guzman, did you

mark my kind act?

Is it pizza time?

Very good, Hazel.

But the class must

have 100% participation

to get the pizza party.

We either all get

pizza or none of us do.

My fellow

classmates, I humbly

request that you rise to

the challenge of completing

a kind act, just as I

have risen to the top

of Mr. Guzman's head.

Please, if not for the

sake of kindness,

then for the sake of pizza.

Pass.

Pizza's overrated.

Well, Dev, even if

you don't want pizza,

you'll still help us get it.

Right?

Out of the kindness

of your heart?

Out of the what of my what?

Mean old Dev is not gonna

mess this up for everyone.

I wish I could convince Dev to

participate in Kindness Day.

Ooh.

We know just the pea

pod people for the job.

Pea pod.

Pea pod people?

Greetings.

Wha--

We are the Pe-az,

an intergalactic

peace negotiating team.

I am our strategical leader.

I'm the optimism captain.

He saves his voice

for verbal negotiations.

He's our closer.

How can we help today?

I need to get this

kid, Dev, to participate

in Kindness Day.

But he doesn't want to.

That'll be easy-peasy.

We've been settling human

disputes for centuries--

the Treaty of Versailles,

the Treaty of Westphalia,

and the Burger Fry

Treaty of 1950.

Pizza is the key to

all our negotiations.

But Dev doesn't

care about pizza.

Perhaps you have just not

offered him the right kind.

Everyone cares for pizza.

It's the universe's

most powerful incentive.

So powerful, in fact, that

we have a switch that allows

us to turn it on and off.

Turn pizza off?

As in--

Better to have

no pizza at all

than to have it fall

into the wrong hands.

Brothers, assimilate.

I can taste

the pizza already.

Here's the plan.

You, Cosmo, and Wanda will

create opportunities for Dev

to be kind.

And we'll make sure

he follows through.

I wish Dev had extra

milk he could spare.

Fellow classmate,

my brother likes milk

and did not get any today.

It seems you have a

surplus of it, hmm?

Hazmat, did you

put them up to this?

If you share with us,

we will share our many

pizza bagel-o's with you.

But that's just pizza

with a hole in it.

Pass.

No!

Wanda!

My beautiful wife.

She had so much

life ahead of her.

Cosmo, I'm right here.

Don't cry over spilled milk.

That child just turned

down pizza bagel-o's?

Oh, man, the pizzas

for the party are here,

and Dev still hasn't

done a kind act.

We gotta step it up.

I wish the Pe-az

had something big to carry.

Then Dev could do a kind act

by holding the door for them.

Coming right up.

Excuse me, uh, kind sir.

Would you hold the door for us?

These are quite

awkward to carry.

What do I look

like, a doorstop?

If you help us, we will share

some of our ice cream pizza

with you.

Pizza and ice cream?

Double pass.

Ow.

Who are you?

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

We must switch tactics.

You don't mean the closer?

Hazel, I hope you understand

the gravity of this situation.

Out of the 293 negotiations

we've mediated,

I've only had to

participate in three.

They call me the

closer for a reason.

After this meeting,

I can assure you

that Dev will participate

in Kindness Day,

and you will get

that pizza party.

I'll be out in 30

minutes or less.

Oh, we aren't going with him?

You don't want

to be in there.

He plays hardball

in his negotiations.

We're talking

counting down from five,

throwing tantrums, asking

the same question over

and over and over again.

Sounds about right.

Get your Parmesan

ready, squirt.

Looks like you're gonna get

that pizza party after all.

Yay!

There he is, our champion.

He out-negotiated me.

Gasp.

I don't know what happened.

It was going just

fine until he said,

teeny little greedy who has to

do whatever I says says what.

And-- and--

What did you say?

I said, what.

Hazel,

we're sorry we failed you.

The rules of negotiation

state that we

must join forces with anyone

who out-negotiates us.

What?

So you're on his side now?

Well, well, well.

Would you look at that?

Now I have the pizza

and your little friends.

You'll never get your

pizza party now, Hatchet.

Dimmadelphia's

Action News 4 at 4:00.

And we're rolling.

Live at Dimmadelphia in

Richmond Academy, where

Hazel Wells and

Dev Dimmadome are

in a greasy pizza negotiation.

Will they reach a resolution

before the cheese grows cold?

Hey, listen, Dev.

I'm gonna push a

wagon into the room.

You place the

pizza on the wagon.

Send it back out.

We can put this whole

thing behind us.

Capisce?

What?

Where's the pizza?

And now, more news.

Thoughts on the pizza.

You think Hazel can

get it back from Dev?

Ugh.

At this point, I think

it'd be easier to get

our own pizza from Saucy's.

Dev, I have someone here

that wants to talk to you.

Now what's she doing?

She's trying to use

someone close to you

to appeal to your emotions.

No one's close to me.

Um, hello, son.

It is I, your father, Deli.

It's Dale.

I mean Dale.

Dad?

You took off work for this?

Um, sure.

Dad!

It means so much

that you would--

wait.

Who are you?

Dill-- Pickle--

Dimmadome.

Never Dad.

Dev, wait.

That's it.

I'm done playing these games.

You three, you know a lot about

negotiations for some reason.

How do I end this?

You could take pizza

off the table completely.

Our pizza switch

has the ability to get

rid of all pizza in the world.

How could you?

The rules say we are

to be on his side now.

For some reason,

even more news.

Presto pesto.

Sources report that all the

pizza in the world is gone.

Any-a minute now.

I swear it wasn't

me this time.

Any-a minute now.

Take-a your time.

A-pizza is a patience.

I won.

There's no more boxes of

pizza in the cafeteria.

No more pizza in the world.

It's over.

On Kindness Day?

Everyone loves pizza, Dev.

Not everyone.

I'm lactose intolerant.

What?

If we won that

pizza party, I'd

have to watch you all

eat the pizza in my face

and go on and on

about how ooey

and gooey and greasy

and tasty it is.

Like I said, pass.

If I can't have

pizza, no one can.

But, Dev,

we could have ordered

you some lactose-free pizza.

I thought that

was just a myth.

It's very real and very good.

But you would have

to turn that pizza

switch back on to get some.

And we both know

you won't do that.

So--

She's using an advanced

negotiation technique--

reverse psychology.

But will he go for it?

It worked.

He turned the pizza back on.

Bringing pizza back counts

as a kind act in my book.

Congratulations.

Yes! Whoo-hoo!

You know, Dev, I sure wish

we had some pizza for you

right now.

I've got a

cashew cheese pizza

here for a Dev Dimmadome.

It's just like you

said it would be--

ooey and gooey

and greasy and tasty.

Uh, I mean, it's OK.

And that's the story of the

most difficult negotiation

Earth has ever seen.

The Lactose Treaty

of Dimmadelphia.