04x03 - Tail to the Chief/Chaser and Chewer: Part Chew

[bunniefuu]

♪ Bow wow wow
Bow wow ♪

♪ Go, dog, go ♪

♪ Do you like ♪

♪ Fast rides in
a city of dogs? ♪

♪ Do you like ♪

♪ Fast friends always
lending a paw ♪

♪ Do you like ♪

♪ Car, blimps, boats,
bikes, and trikes? ♪

♪ Just being awesome ♪

♪ Welcome to Pawston ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go,
go, dog, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go,
go, go, dog, go ♪

♪ And do we
really wanna stop? ♪

♪ No, no, no ♪

♪ So just go, go, go, go,
go, dog, go ♪

♪ Go, dog, go ♪

Tail to the Chief!

Mmm, delicious!

These woofles are
perfect, Wagnes!

And I love these
farm-fresh eggs.

How do you make them
so farmy and so fresh?

The greats never tell.
Respect.

Scooch...
Is that the mayor?

Mayor Sniffington?

Uh... We’ll fill that
pothole Tuesday.

Um, why were you asleep
in your paw cakes?

They’re very comfortable.

Also, I’m a bit tired.

Being mayor is a busy job,
but I’m fine.

That wasn’t paw cake syrup,
was it?

Not even close.

Mayor, when’s the last time
you had a day off?

Hmm... Well, I did take
an hour off

for a fur cut five years ago.

You might be due for another.

Really?
Is my fur looking that bad?

I meant due for another day off.

Yeah.
What about a beach day?

Well, that would be lovely.

But who would run Pawston?

Anyway, much to do, off to work.

Thank you, Wagnes.

Huh?

Wait!
I can be mayor today.

Nobody knows Pawston like I do.

I can run the town.

And Scooch can be
my deputy mayor.

It would be an honour to serve.

All you have to do
is rest and relax.

What do you say?

Let me get this straight.

Somebody else runs Pawston

while I relax on the
beach for the day?

Wonderful idea, Tag!

You’ll need the official mayor
megaphone and clipboard.

We’re on it!

You go relax and have
a great day.

Same to you, and good luck!

Let’s see what this pen can do.

Ooh, nice click, huh, Tag?

Tag?

Attention,
citizens of Pawston!

My name is Tag Barker, and
I’m your mayor for the day.

So if there’s anything you need,
you can count on Mayor Tag.

I would like some ice cream.

I’d love some ice cream.

You’ve spoken, I’ve listened.

I’ll get ice cream bones
for every dog in Pawston.

Right here, tonight!

That’s a lot of ice cream.

Can we have ba*ls
to play with, too?

Yes, we can!

It’ll be the Ice Cream Ball
with a hundred bouncy ba*ls.

Wonderful!

♪ We sure would love it
if there were fireworks ♪

Mayor Tag will get fireworks
in every colour of the rainbow.

Woo-hoo!

That’ll do.
Thank you, everybody.

Wow, comfy chair.

Desk toy!

Um, Mayor Tag,
we have a lot to do.

Get ice cream
for the whole town,

a hundred bouncy ba*ls,

and fireworks of every
colour of the rainbow?

Should we get some help?

Oh, Scooch,
mayors don’t need help.

Look at
Mayor Sniffington

digging this hole
all by herself.

And I promised her
I’d run the town,

so I can do it myself, too.

Okay, so what’s the plan?

First, we’ll head to the
grocery store for ice cream,

then to the ball store
for ba*ls.

And what about the fireworks?

I know a guy.

Fireworks Phil,
old friend of my dad. Fun guy.

We’ll meet up with him here
right after the ball store.

Okay, we can do all that,

as long as there’s
nothing else to...

We have a problem, Mayor... Tag?

Hey, Frank and Beans,
I’m filling in for the day.

How can I help you?

We’re here for our
morning complaint.

Yeah, which is when we complain
to the mayor: in the morning.

And this morning,
dogs are playing blimp tennis

right above our tree.

Yeah, it’s loud, and they
keep dropping tennis ba*ls.

Look, I took a picture.

Not to worry.

Mayor Tag will take care
of it soon.

Right, Deputy Mayor Scooch?

The list is getting longer.

Mayor Tag, we haven’t even
decided on an ice cream flavour.

Pawberry? Barky Road?

Traffic jam!

Huh, never heard of that flavour.

Oh, it’s Mayor Tag.

Mayor, the traffic
light is broken.

Ah, not to worry.

Mayor Tag will have
that fixed in no time.

Tag, maybe we should call your
grandparents to help fix it.

If we don’t get
to the store soon,

there might not be
enough ice cream left.

The town is counting on
me, Scooch,

and so is Mayor Sniffington.

Don’t worry, Mayor Tag
will fix this in a jiff.

And if you have any
other problems,

let our deputy mayor know
and we’ll handle it.

Go, dogs, go!

Mayor Tag, I thought you
were going to do something

about those tennis-playing dogs.

Yeah, they dropped a bunch
more ba*ls in our tree.

Uh-huh, and we’ve been
waiting so long

that Beans had time to make
this oil painting

of the, you know, situation.

-Yeah.
-Wow, that’s really nice.

Oh, thanks.

I’ve been exploring
my use of shadow.

Fellas, we’ve got to get
to the grocery store,

but I will take care of it soon.

You can count on Mayor Tag.

That’s fine, but, uh,
consider this my complaint

about how much complaining
we have to do today.

Yeah!
What Frank said!

But shorter.

Mayor Tag, the list is growing.

Leaky hydrants, hole digging,

beach cleanup, and a lot of dogs

want lines
painted on their roads.

I think I have
a paintbrush somewhere.

Maybe I could
call my mom for help,

or you could call your mom.

Scooch, do you think
Mayor Sniffington

calls her mom when
there’s work to do?

She might call her mom.
I bet she’s lovely.

I’m sure she is, but
Mayor Tag can do it all.

Barkapellas, some
doing-it-all music, please.

♪ Doing, doing, doing-it-all ♪

♪ Doing-it-all for Pawston ♪

♪ Nothing’s too difficult, too
complicated, or too heavy ♪

♪ Everything’s good to go ♪

♪ It’s watertight
and shovel-ready ♪

♪ Cause Mayor Tag
can fix the pressure ♪

♪ Always holding steady ♪

♪ Doing-it-all for Pawston ♪

♪ She wants to do it now, and
others want to do it later ♪

♪ When others hit the brakes,
she steps on the accelerator ♪

♪ Mayor Tag
Mayor Tag ♪

♪ Doing her best... ♪

For Pawston.

You did almost everything
on the list, Mayor Tag.

But now we have to get
back to the office

to meet Fireworks Phil,

then rush over to the ball
store before it closes.

Mayor Tag, complaint three.

We have been waiting
so long that Beans

made a sculpture showing
all the tennis ba*ls

that have fallen on our tree.

Whoa!

Oh, thanks.
I take classes at night.

He does.

Okay, guys, I know it seems
like I forgot, but I haven’t.

We just have two more things
to do for the party.

You can count on Mayor Tag.

Uh, even I know
that’s backwards.

This firework makes
a kaboom, kaboom sound.

But this one makes more
of a...

So very different.

Oh, uh, yes.
All of them.

I was hoping you’d say that.

You’re right, Tag.
He is fun.

Um, Tag?

Oh, uh, I’m fine.

Just need a bowl of,
uh, cereal.

That’s not a bowl, is it?

Nope, not even close.

This is a tiring job.

How does Mayor Sniffington
do it all by herself?

Tag, dogs are arriving
for the Ice Cream Ball.

What?
We’re still not ready.

Uh, I’ll run to the ball store
and pick up the ba*ls.

And I’ll get the
ice cream set up.

It’s closed!

I’m too late!

No!

Is this a bad time
for more bad news?

All the ice cream melted.

And some got on the
Mayor’s photo album.

I was so tired
I forgot

to put the ice cream
in the freezer.

I’ll go tell everyone
the party’s cancelled.

And then tell Mayor Sniffington
that I couldn’t run the town.

Tag, wait!

What do you see
in these pictures?

Mayor Sniffington?

Getting help
from other dogs? Huh.

I guess being a great mayor

doesn’t mean doing
it all on your own.

And look, she does
get help from her mom.

-And she does seem lovely.
-Wow.

Even with all that help,
the Mayor needed a break.

There’s no way
I can do it alone.

So are you ready
to ask for help?

I am.

And we just might be able
to save that Ice Cream Ball.

As you know, you can always
count on Mayor Tag.

But right now, Mayor Tag
needs to count on you.

I can’t make this ice cream ball
happen without your help.

So please see
Deputy Mayor Scooch,

who has a list of
things we need.

I know a way to get
those ba*ls off your tree.

But I need help from you both.

What?
Why would we help you?

Because it takes
every single dog in Pawston

to make this town run.

Also, you’ll get ice cream.

Yay!

Should have led
with the ice cream.

Thanks for the lift,
Dale Mation.

Okay, everyone,
throw, dogs, throw!

Juggling, yay!

Just in the bucket, Beans.
Just, you know what?

Throw them in the bucket.

Bouncing ba*ls for all!

Oh, Tag, that beach day
was just what I needed.

I feel refreshed.

What’s going on here?

I tried to throw an
Ice Cream Ball,

but all the ice cream melted.

But with some help from the
dogs of Pawston, we did this.

Here you go.

Enjoy an ice cream milkshake,
melted to perfection.

Ah, now that’s thinking
like a mayor.

Great work, Tag.

Thanks.

It was fun being mayor, but
I’m glad you’re back in the job.

Attention, dogs of Pawston.

I just wanted to give a
big Pawston thank you

to Mayor Tag and
Deputy Mayor Scooch

for stepping in today.

Wait for it, wait for it.

Woo!

Tree! Run! Rocket!

Ball! Cheer!

Plop!

Dogs! Blimp!

Done!

Chaser and Chewer: Part Chew.

Scooch, time for a check-in
on our pawesome day.

I’m ready to check it.

Brand new
"Chaser and Chewer" comic book?

Check.

Snacks to enjoy
while reading it?

Check.

Backup snack in case we finish
the first bag of snacks?

Double check.

Woo-hoo!

Let’s get to the park
and get busy reading.

Go, Dog...

Stop!

What’s wrong, Scooch?

I can’t find Cluckles.

He’s not here, Tag.

All right, let’s retrace
our steps.

Where did you see Cluckles last?

I was holding him at
the comic book store.

Maybe I left him there.

Or maybe we took him.

Frank and Beans!

Actually, we’re playing
the bad guys right now.

Flea and Thunder.

And you stole Cluckles?

Not exactly.

Actually, Beans found
him lying on the ground

outside the comic book store.

Yeah, I tripped on him.

Yeah, fell right over him.

And we were going
to return him.

But then we saw that
Flea and Thunder team up

with a Wicked Chicken in the
latest issue of the comic.

See?

-Spoiler alert!
-We haven’t read it yet.

Well, without giving
too much away,

since Cluckles is a chicken,

he’s part of our bad guy team.

Behold!
The beak of doom!

What should we do,
Wicked Chicken?

Bwak!
Cause chicken trouble.

That’s not what
Cluckles sounds like.

Hand him over.

Nice try, but only a couple
of heroes could stop us.

To the bad guy car!

You thinking what I’m thinking?

Because if you are, we should
say it at the same time.

It’s Chaser and Chewer time!

Super costumes.

Super gear.

And super wheels.

I’m Chaser, the hero
who chases down trouble

faster than the wag of a tail.

And I’m Chewer.

My amazing chew toys
will have the villains

squeaking in their boots.

To the Chaser Racer!

Chaser and Chewer!

Hello, Lady Lydia.

Lovely to see you again.

We are off to stop
Flea and Thunder.

And their wicked chicken.

Perhaps I can borrow that
comic book while you’re gone.

It looks fascinating.

Sure, but please
take care of it.

We haven’t read it yet.

Let’s chew this.

Do I like this comic book?

I do.

I do like this comic book.

Chewer, scan the area
for bad guys.

Deploying squeaker seekers.

Bad guys up ahead!

Time for super chase mode!

Chaser and Chewer
are catching up to us.

What do we do?

Oh no! What do you think,
Wicked Chicken?

Bwak!
Activate feather blaster!

Great idea!

Activating feather blaster!

Uh-oh.
Feathers incoming!

I can’t see where I’m going!

Oh, no! Flat tyre!

You may have beat us last time,

but now we’ve got
you outnumbered

with a Wicked Chicken genius.

Mwa-ha-ha-ha!

Time for more
wicked chicken stuff!

We’re never going to
get Cluckles back, are we?

Yes, we are!

Chasecopter time!

Hello!

Hi, Lady Lydia!

This comic book is so much fun!

My favourite part was when...

Ah! Spoiler alert!

We haven’t had a chance
to read it, remember?

Right.

Oh no!

Lydia, hold on to that
comic book for us.

We’ll be back for it soon.

I will keep it safe
inside my hat.

Tag! Scooch!

Actually, today we’re
Chaser and Chewer.

We’re chasing bad guys who are
working with a Wicked Chicken.

Ah, now that explains
why the street

is covered with chicken feed.

Oh, no!

We need to find
Flea and Thunder

before they cause more
chicken trouble.

You mean like that over there?

You’re too slow,
Chaser and Chewer.

Look what we did to
the doorbell store.

Ding dong!

Or should I say...
Bwak bwak!

Ah!

And that’s not all.

Check out the chicken fountain.

And I bet you’re wondering, why
did the chickens cross the road?

Well, that’s because I have
a bunch of chicken friends

and they agreed to it.
Thanks, guys!

Beans!
Stay in character, seriously.

Oh, right.

What do we do next,
Wicked Chicken?

I say, bwak!

Let’s go do our most
Wicked Chickenest plan yet.

Oh, no!

Now that there’s three of them,
we just can’t beat them.

I’ll never get Cluckles back.

Hello!

Hi, Lady Lydia.

I think you really need
to read the latest issue

of Chaser and Chewer.

Especially the part about
how Chaser and Chewer

also decided to add a
hero to their team.

No spoiler--

Wait, what?

Chaser and Chewer team up
with a mysterious hero

named Flora Fedora.

We need to find a hero like her.

But where will we find
someone in Pawston

to play the role of a superhero
who wears a large hat?

Ahem.

I am Flora Fedora!

-Cool!
-Whoa!

Uh-oh!
Bad guys in the skies!

Looks like the blimp
has a chicken wire basket

filled with eggs.

What do they plan to do with it?

Tell them, Wicked Chicken!

Bwak!

We’re going to cover
the entire town in eggs!

How will we stop them?

Because none of this happens
in the new comic book

I’m not allowed to
talk to you about.

Won’t be over easy,

but if the three of us
can scramble up there,

I think we can poach their plan.

-Oh, that was good.
-Thanks.

It just kind of came to me.

Now hop in!
There’s room for three.

Let’s chase this place!

Woo-hoo!

Prepare for landing!

We need to get
into the c*ck.

Everyone take a leash!

Hi, sorry.
I’m still kind of new here.

How does this work?

Fasten them to the Chaser Racer.

-Now jump!
-Let’s go!

Chaser and Chewer!

And someone else!

The name is Flora Fedora.

Right, from the latest issue.

What do we do?

Bwak!
Release the eggs!

Good idea, Wicked Chicken.

h*-h*!
Get ready to be egged, Pawston!

Not if we can help it!

Flying Fedoras!

I only see hats!

Chewmarang time!

Cluckles!

It’s over, Flea and Thunder!

No!

Also, that was really fun.

Oh, it was.

Yeah, we were like, wham!

And you were like, bam!

And Cluckles was like,

Uh-oh.

Oh, no, no, no!
I didn’t mean to do that.

What now?

We need everyone
to work together.

Wow, this has a lot
of sidecars, huh?

Time to stop Pawston from
becoming a giant omelette.

Let’s catch some eggs!

Go, heroes, go!

Activate egg catcher!

Egg catch-a-marang!

Egg bucket hats!

-Got ’em!
-We did it!

-Woo-hoo!
-Yay!

And Chaser and Chewer
saved the city once again.

The end.

That was pawesome!

But I gotta say, I kinda
liked our ending better.

Us too!

And I’m really glad we
didn’t waste all those eggs.

Do you like my frittata?

We do!
We do like your frittata!

♪ Bow wow wow ♪