01x08 - Too Many Mirabelles

[bunniefuu]

♪ Isadora Moon, one and only ♪

♪ Here I go ♪

♪ I'm totally unique and extra
starry ♪

♪ Waving my wand, flying
fearlessly, yeah ♪

♪ It's your girl Isadora ♪

♪ A little bit of both ♪

♪ Half a vampire, half a fairy ♪

♪ Ready for a new exciting
journey ♪

♪ Sparkly and extraordinary ♪

♪ Yeah, that's me ♪

♪ Isadora ♪

♪ Watch me be ♪

[gentle music]

- What is stupendous nap.

You know, I know you like
sleeping upside down, Boris,

but let me tell you,
horizontal is pretty good too.

Ah!

Sticking up hair.

Oh, my mistake.

I am perfect as always.

You know me, Boris.

I like everything in its right
place.

Good afternoon, Isadora
[screams].

[doorbell chimes]

- Mirabelle! Uncle Alvin!

- Isadora, stop what you're
doing.

Come with us right now.

- What Mirabelle's trying to say
is we've got a spare ticket

to the Broomstick Championships.

Would you like to join us?

- The Broomstick Championships

where they do all those
amazing broomstick stunts

in the air?

Yes, please.

- Not so fast.

Before you go anywhere,
you need to tidy your room.

- But!

Oh, can't I do it later?

- Sorry, Isadora.

You've been saying that since
Zoe came

for a sleep over three days
ago and the mess is there.

- Don't worry.

I'm sure Mirabelle won't mind
helping.

- I won't?

- I mean, how bad can it be?

- Next year's Broomstick
Championships will be over

by the time you tidy this.

Can't you use your wand
to speed things up a bit?

[playful music]

It's no quicker than using our
hands.

I wish my magic was as
powerful as your potions.

- I suppose you are right.

My potions are pretty amazing.

- I bet you know a
brilliant one that'll tidy

the whole room for us.

- Maybe.

But my dad says I'm not
allowed to make potions

at other people's houses
anymore,

not since I was at my sister
Primrose's

and turned her mum into a
chicken.

[Isadora laughs]

It's not funny.

She still clucks in her sleep.

[both laughing]

- But it's just one teeny tiny
potion

and you don't always have
to do what Uncle Alvin says.

- That's true.

Alright, I'll do it.

- Yes.

[both giggling]

- Hmm.

Some glow worm gloop, a little
cat claw.

Not too much.

And this special ingredient.

- A hairbrush?

- [laughs] No, I need a strand
of my hair.

I'm going to make a magic
Mirabelle.

With three of us, we
can tidy up in no time

then go and watch the wildest
broomstick stunts ever.

- You can really do that?

- Sure.

I think.

Oh well. Here goes.

One Mirabelle more to tidy up
the floor.

[dreamy music]

[both giggling]

[both gasp]

- How many magic Mirabelle's
were you trying to make again?

- Ah, I must have added three
strands of hair by mistake.

- This is even better.

With three magic Mirabelle's,

we'll be able to tidy faster
than ever.

- Tidy?

Let's play a game instead.

- Oh, yay. I love games.

- Oh, sorry.

That's not really why you're-

- Wait, are you half fairy?

When did you get your wand?

Fairies are so fascinating.

- Fairy schmairy.

Being a witch is way more fun.

Hubble bubble.

Let's go some trouble.

- Wait.

Tidying can be fun too.

- Hang on.

Why are there only two magic
Mirabelle's?

[Magic Mirabelle laughing]

If Dad finds out I've made a
potion,

there'll be no Broomstick
Championships, tidy room or not.

[gentle music]

- Pink Rabbit will keep you
company.

And if you wanted to tidy
up while we are gone,

you know, go for it.

- Eight, nine, 10.

Coming.

Ready or no-

I found you, Mirabelle.

Oh, I just adore playing
conceal oneself and search.

- What a novel game.

- Huh?

- He means hide and seek.

[Magic Mirabelle giggling]

Uh oh.

Oh, Oscar, you start counting
and Mirabelle will hide.

I mean, conceal herself again.

- Well, it was my turn, but
okay.

One, two...

- Hey, I know a much better
hiding place.

- Oh yay.

- Five, six...

- Oh, your room.

- Yeah.

Oscar will never find you

and you could always tidy
up a bit while you are here.

- Isadora, now there's
only one magic Mirabelle.

- Oh! Let's split up and find
them.

Wait, how will I know
you are the real Mirabelle

and not a magic one?

- We could use a code word.

Spider...

- Socks.

[both giggling]

[fairy parent humming]

- Fascinating.

Is that your only wand?

What's the biggest
thing you've ever grown?

Can you flap your wings
as fast as a bat or a bee?

- Well, I never.

Mirabelle interested in fairy
things?

Your dad will be delighted.

- Spider?

- Spider what?

Are you feeling okay, Isadora?

- [giggles] Fine.

Hey Mirabelle, we're supposed
to be tidying my room.

Remember?

- Oh, come one of the
other Mirabelle's do it?

- Oh, one of the other
Mirabelle's?

She's so funny.

- Hmm.

- [Batholomew] Whoa!

- What was that?

[Batholomew screaming]
[Mirabelle's shouting]

- Wow.

Even I've never flown that fast
indoors.

- Oh, very impressive,
Mirabelle.

But next time maybe
leaves a broomstick stunts

to the professionals.

- It wasn't me.

- Oh, well then there must be
two Mirabelle's in this house.

- Well, not two.

- Spider.

- Socks.

- Spider socks?

- I left a magic Mirabelle
here and now she's gone.

Maybe a potion wasn't
the best idea after all.

[Magic Mirabelle shouting]

[both gasping]

- Now all three are on the
loose.

We need to round them up fast.

[exciting music]

[Magic Mirabelle's giggling]

- Yay!

- Hi, Mirabelle.

[Magic Mirabelle laughing]

- Hello, Mirabelle.

Huh?

- Oh, I didn't expect to
see you there, Mirabelle.

[both laughing]

Or there.

- [Magic Mirabelle] Hubble
bubble.

- And there.

[Batholomew shouts]

Come on then.

- Oh no.

I must have bumped my head too
hard.

I'm seeing double.

Makes that triple.

Quadruple?

- I can't help feeling this has
something

to do with a potion.

[Isadora giggles]

I'm disappointed you made a
potion

when I specifically asked you
not to.

- Sorry, Dad.

I guess that means I can't go

to the Broomstick Championships.

- I'm afraid so.

- But it wasn't Mirabelle.

It was me.

- Isadora, that's very nice of
you,

but you can't make potions.

- I mean, Mirabelle would
never have made the potion

if it wasn't for me.

She told me she wasn't allowed,

but I wanted to go to the
Broomstick Championship so badly

I talked her into it.

So it's me who shouldn't go.

- I see.

Well, in that case, maybe
you can still go, Mirabelle.

- Oh, thank you, Isadora!

Thank you, thank you!

- After you've helped
Isadora tidy her room.

[parents laughing]

[Mirabelle's shouting]

- Oh, this is better than
the Broomstick Championships.

- We did it.

- One totally tidy, spic and
span bedroom.

- Excellent.

Now, how about the reverse
potion

for all these Magic Mirabelle's?

- Yes. We love having
Mirabelle over to visit,

but three extra Mirabelle's is
a-

- Bit much?

- Mm.

[both chuckling]

- I agree.

Here goes.

[potion bubbling]

[exciting music]

- Hubble.
- Fascinating!

- Oh.

- All done. No more magic
Mirabelle's.

- We can go now, Dad.

[Isadora sighs]

- Aren't you coming?

- But...

- Your mum and dad said you
can still go on one condition.

- You have to help me tidy
my room next time you visit.

- And no potions allowed.

- Yay.

Yes.

Thank you so much, Uncle Alvin!

- You haven't seen how
messy her room is yet.

[parents laughing]

♪ A little bit of both ♪

♪ Mighty vampire, magic fairy ♪

♪ Ready for a new exciting
journey ♪

♪ Sparkly and extraordinary ♪

♪ Yeah, that's me ♪

♪ Isadora ♪

♪ Watch me be ♪