01x39 - #TweenTitans

[bunniefuu]

[theme music]
♪ Whoo! ♪

♪ When super me
Becomes super we ♪

♪ Suddenly, magically
Pretty automatically ♪

♪ Crushing it side by side ♪

♪ Look out, world
We're Super Hero Girls ♪

♪ Now that we're together
Gonna get that super life! ♪

♪ Wow! ♪

[Alfred] Ah.
Pardon me, Master d*ck.

Getting a head start on
your homework?

Oh, it's not homework, Alfred.

I just felt like writing
a report on

the plight of those
poor tsunami victims in...

Alfred!

Bring the elephant
around back, will ya?

- Of course, Master Bruce.
- [women cackling]

Bruce, I thought you were
gonna help me with my report.

Oh, right. Maybe later, huh?

I've only got the band
for three more hours.

Oh, that Bruce.

Ugh. Bruce Wayne
is the worst.

You always say that.

Why do you even
watch this show?

Uh, I don't.

I'm only watching it because you like it.
I hate it.

Except for that poor
little orphan, d*ck Grayson.

He's super sweet.

Oh, I just hope Bruce and Vicki
get together this season.

[car horn honking]

Oh, gotta go.
Sure you don't wanna come?

It's only two hours
of babysitting

and Jess is total pro.

Nah. I got lots to do today.

Okay then. Bye.

[door opens and shuts]

[Bruce on TV]
Alfred, refill the caviar fountain.

[growling]

[Karen] I've never babysat
so many kids before.

How will we manage it?

Well, it can be tough
to keep things under control.

The important thing to
remember is

that kids crave guidance.

As long as you're the adult,
the kids usually fall in line.

Trust me, I'm the proud
owner of a rare and coveted

five-star review on
MetropoSits.com

[Karen] Whoa!

Yes, yes. It is impressive.

[doorbell rings]

Now, don't be nervous, Karen.

You? You... You. You're...

Alfred Pennyworth,
at your service.

Welcome to
Wayne Manor East.

So, then I put the pool next
to the other pool,

but that meant the lake
had to move.

[Alfred] The birthday
chaperones have arrived, sir.

Excellent. Uh,
who's birthday is it?

Uh, Master d*ck's, sir.

Ah, of course. I assume I
got him something nice?

As always, sir.

And here's the birthday
boy himself.

Master d*ck Grayson.

These are his friends, Kory,
Victor, Garfield and Rachel.

Hi, kids.

I'm Jess and this is Karen.

Happy birthday, d*ck!

Thank you, Miss Jess.

[Bruce] Alfred!
To the Bruce-mobile.

May I suggest
a few guidelines?

For their safety, the children should
not be permitted in the east wing.

Floatation devices are
by the pool, pre-inflated.

The safety latches on the
cabinets must be used...

[continues indistinctly]

And please refrain from
giving sugar to little Kory.

It doesn't particularly
agree with her.

No sugar for Kory.
Got it!

Excellent.
Well, then, good luck.

We're the Tween Titans!

Happy birthday to me.

[crashing]

[gasps]

[laughing] Titans, roll call!

Starfire!

Cyborg!

Raven!

Beast Boy!

And me, Robin.

And you can't tell us
what to do!

Yeah, we're too old
for babysitting.

And too powerful.

[screaming]

Okay... So, I think these
kids might have powers.

[grunting]

Well, so do we.

There's only one
thing to do.

No. Karen...

They're young.
They don't know any better.

Besides, we are
the adults here.

- [mechanical squeaking]
- [laughing manically]

We mustn't stoop
to their level.

The only powers
we need are the powers of

- patience, understanding...
- [clamoring]

...and the wisdom to give all
children, super or otherwise,

plenty of freedom
to express themselves.

My mom says
kids need boundaries.

[piano keys strike]

Oh, sweet Karen.

Boundaries only keep
things from growing.

[laughing]

[Jess] Treat them with love
and they'll fall right in line.

Watch and learn.
Hey, kids!

How would you like to get
to know your new best pals,

Miss Jess and Miss Karen?

See, kids love it when
you try to connect with them.

Raven.

As your babysitter, I'm
interested in your feelings.

Is there anything
you'd like to share?

In the dark realm of Azarath,

my babysitter was the deceitful
eight-legged Spider Gorgon.

Okay. Enough bonding.

Who likes party games?

See, Karen? If you redirect
kids' naturally high energy,

you not only keep them
under control

but you earn their
gratitude and respect.

Whoa!

Uh-oh.

Re-direction time.

[Robin grunting]

Do me! Do me!

[Robin grunts]

Tell you what, guys,
let's just cut to the chase.

[all laughing]

Mine! Mine! Mine!

No, no, no. No sugar!

[groans]

Uh, how about another
game, like...

- Now maybe?
- Great idea.

But first, we've got
to clean up this mess.

Right, kids?

In the dark realm, children who
make messes are fed to the demons.

Sounds like someone's
volunteering.

Very mature, Raven.
Thank you.

Come join us when
you're finished.

[casting spell]

- Ooh, sorry Jess.
- [Starfire screaming]

I thought pin the tail on the
donkey would calm them down.

[donkey braying]

- [Cyborg] Bet you I can.
- [Beast Boy] Bet you you can't.

That can't be good.

[all] Go! Go! Go!

[both] Don't go! Don't go!
Don't go!

[elevator bell dings]

[both gasp]

I can fly!

[both gasp]

[both gasp]

Oh, yeah!

I bet you can't do
a flying Jet Ski.

Bet I can!

[all cheering]

Hey! Hey!

Time for birthday cake.

[all] Cake!

[chanting] Cake! Cake!

Okay... Now, let's all sit
nicely and quietly for...

Hey, where's Starfire?

- [squishing]
- [laughing]

[screaming]

- Powers?
- Powers.

[laughing]

[both gasping]

That's it! Forget patience.

Forget understanding and forget
the gosh darn self-expression.

- It's time the Tween Titans had a...
- Karen, no.

Time out!

[panting]

Hey, it worked.

[laughing]

Bleh!

I'm sorry, Karen.

I didn't mean for
all this to happen.

It's okay, Jess.

No, it's not.

Because of me, we're gonna spend
eternity in a demon realm.

Cyborg will probably
fly the kids into the sun.

And worst of all, my
MetropoSits rating will tank.

You're right, it's not okay.

[laughing]

So much for being the adults.

Hey, that's it.
Don't you see, Jess?

- We're not adults.
- Well, I guess not technically.

So, it's time to stop
acting like we are.

The only way to defeat
the Tween Titans is...

to stoop to their level.

Hey, Cyborg,
bet you can't get past

my mega hi-tech locking
mechanism in my locket.

Bet you I can.

Booyah!

[buzzing]

Hey.

Time to put these
babies to bed.

Who are you calling babies?

[all exclaiming]

[blows raspberry]

[bike revving]

Vroom-vroom! Vroom!

[Bumblebee]
Coochee coochee coo!

[laughing]

Don't look at me.
Don't look at me!

[screaming]

Shh!

[all moaning softly]

[all snoring]

[both gasp]

[cawing]

[roaring]

[both gasp]

[lock clicking]

In the dark realm,

displays of respect and affection are
considered symptoms of sleepwalking.

[casting spell]

[yawns]

[continues casting spell]

Good... heavens!

It almost looks cleaner
than when we left.

Here you go.

[camera crew cheering]

Uh, tell me ladies.

Might we book your services
for next Saturday?

- [tires squealing]
- [Alfred] Wait. Don't leave me.

Oh...