01x10 - Summer of Tater Luna/Summer of El Chu-PAW-Cabra

[bunniefuu]

[♪ opening theme
music playing]

-[cat snarling]
-[dogs barking]

[singing] ♪ Hey! Another day
in my old hood ♪

♪ Summer's starting
and it's gonna be so good ♪

♪ Hey, oh, hey!
I was gonna be so cool ♪

♪ Then you all moved in
and got me looking like a fool, again ♪

[chorus] ♪ Oye, Primos ♪

♪ Why you all up in my face ♪

[chorus] ♪ Oye, Primos ♪

♪ Get up out my space ♪

[chorus] ♪ Oye, Primos ♪

♪ You're wearing out my brain ♪

♪ You're driving me insane ♪

♪ Not the roll call again ♪

♪ Cousin Bud, Nacho and Lita ♪

♪ Tere, Tabi and Tonita ♪

♪ Scooter, Lotlot and Gordita ♪

♪ Nachito, ChaCha and Lucita ♪

-[chorus] ♪ Yay ♪
-[Tater] ♪ No, come on ♪

[chorus] ♪ Oye, Primos ♪

[grunts in frustration]

[Tater reading]

Oh... some portraits,
papier-mache, flipbooks.

What else is there?

[Tater] Mom. Mom. Mommy.

-Mama. Mommy!
-Tater!

Oh, [chuckles]
didn't see you there.

I've been reenacting
the latest Romancimorphs novel

Jaguar and Peace
and you missed all of it?

Hmm. Lucky Mom.

-[blows raspberry]
-Sorry, Tater.

I'm trying to figure out
what to teach my summer art students.

Maybe watercolors
or sequential art?

[exclaims] Sequential art?
You mean comics?

Or even better... manga!

You want a mango?
Right now?

No, manga. Japanese comics.

Japanese? Oh!

You mean anime?

Ah, I see it falls upon me

to open your eyes
to the coolest art form in the universe!

Challenge accepted!

I love when you do
your shouty little poses.

Luckily for you, Mother,
I've been developing a truly great hero

-to illustrate my point.
-Oh, you had something ready? Wow!

[Tater]
Her name is Tater Luna.

With her mighty pen sword,

she fights to protect
everyone's dreams!

-Tater. that's such--
-Hold your praises, Mother.

I've barely
scratched the surface.

And there are so many things
to figure out.

We haven't even started
considering color options!

Maybe she would look
great with a shield.

[chuckles] Yeah!

Though it's not like
she needs one.

[laughs]

[gasps] Mother!
Your fancy paper?

[stammering] For me?

Tater, will you draw
your mango masterpiece for me?

My art class could sure use
some inspiration.

One mango coming up!

I mean, manga.
Mom, it's manga.

All right. Let's get arting!

[♪ peaceful music playing]

Hi, Tater!
What you doodling?

Hey, Nach bros. Mom needs
to inspire her students,

so of course, she asked me
to help by drawing some inspiring manga,

because I'm so inspiring.

-Did I mention that?
-You really are. And you did.

Behold, Tater Luna!

She fights for our dreams,
a hero to us all!

Aren't you amazed? Hmm?

[both] Hmm.

I know, I know.

I think the word you're
looking for is "incredible!"

There's no way those noodle arms
can throw that hemorrhoid.

First,
that's not a hemorrhoid.

Second, you don't need
huge muscles in zero gravity.

She's perfect
just the way she is.

Well, if she's a hero
for us all,

how is she gonna save me
from a burning building?

I'm a beefy boy.

Uh, I guess you're right.

How about now?

Beefier!

[sighs]

Now she's perfect, right?

-Mm-hmm.
-Her sword is weird.

It's a pen. Everyone knows
the pen is mightier--

-No, it should be a palo de poder.
-[sighs in relief]

The mightiest weapon of all!

Hmm, I like her pen sword.

But isn't she
also meant to be a hero...

to Nachito?

[whimpering]

[muffled crying]

Fine,
she's Nachito's hero, too.

Yay!

Now that's a hero
I can respect!

-[humming]
-[whistling]

[Tater] I guess
this could be Tater Luna.

Hmm.

Well, she seems to have pleased
the Nach bros, anyway.

Maybe we do need
a few more opinions.

I want everyone
to love you like I do.

Scooter,
do you have a sec-- [screams]

What in the
Ziggy Stardust is this?

Uh, we're throwing
a fashion show.

I'm calling this collection
Disco Space Daydream.

-Wanna join?
-Uh...

No, I'm kinda busy
with this character.

Scooter, could I get your
opinion of the costume?

-[all exclaiming] Let me see!
-No, no.

No need to jostle
each other for a look.

Though I certainly
can't blame you.

Tater Luna's appeal
is universal.

Honey, no,
this isn't mass appeal at all.

What do you know about it?

-[exclaims]
-[Tere] Watch and learn.

[♪ disco music playing]

Mira y aprende, Tater.

Uh, does Dad know
you messed with the lights?

-Because he--
-Tater Luna, huh?

If she's a hero for all seasons,
then pleats aren't it.

I say "yes, capes."

How can you make a dramatic
entrance without one?

I say it's a total do-over.

Mass appeal?
More like no mas appeal.

-What? Really?
-Actually, I think she's fine.

[all gasp]

Thank you, Scooter.

-Finally, someone with taste--
-But what about giving her skates?

Ugh, no.
Are you kidding me?

Skates would ruin
the line of her pants.

-What are you talking about?
-[indistinct shouting]

[sighs]

Thank you for your notes.

[sighs] That was brutal.

[exclaims]

We hear you're having
a manga emergency.

We'd like to offer
our own informed opinions

as seasoned manga
aficionados ourselves.

[gasps] You read manga too?

[Lotlot] It silences
the screaming in my soul.

[Gordita]
I consider it research.

[Tater] Well,
what about that one?

I said "research."

Okey dokey.

Well, I'm happy to have fellow
manga experts admire my Tater Luna.

Isn't she perfect?

-Hmm. Perfect scrap material.
-Wha...

That ensemble hardly provides
any defense in serious battle.

Have you considered
a mecha-suit?

Hmm. I do like robot arms.

Uh, it needs more
existential horror.

I don't know
how to draw that.

Few can.
Just color it all black.

And add spooky spirals.

-Ah, fine!
-[Tabi] Primos!

Are we still helping
Tater with her drawing?

So I'm thinking spangles.

[straining]

And a dinosaur tail!

-Notes. Notes. Notes.
-Notes. Notes. Notes.

[indistinct echo]
Notes. Notes. Notes.

Eh, her eyes are too
big and bright.

But they also need
more sparkle.

Those notes don't go together!

You'll make it work!

[straining]

[groans]

She's ready.

-Oh, boy!
-[all exclaim]

My night terrors
have a new face.

Mm, maybe a helmet would cover
some of the aesthetic issues.

[Tonita] Maybe cargo shorts.

[Tere] Why not?
She can't get any worse.

Okay. That's it!
No more notes!

The critique session is over
and you can all leave!

I thought you wanted our help.

I did, but now Tater Luna
is a mess, and no one likes her.

I don't like her.

I hate her.

We just wanted to help, gosh.

Sorry, Small Fry.

[sighs]

[gasps]

Oh!

Hey, art star!
Here's some mango tango

for your mango fandango.
[chuckles]

[Tater sighing]

Ugh, read the room, Bibi.

Is everything okay, Tater?

I thought I could draw a manga character
that would make everyone happy.

But in the end,
no one liked her at all.

Not even me.

I'm sorry, Mom.

This fancy paper
was wasted on me.

Well, it's good to listen to
what other people think sometimes,

but not when
it makes you doubt yourself.

[Tater]
But what if they're right.

Well, then I guess you should
never have another idea.

-Ever again.
-What kind of advice is that?

My ideas are so good.
The world needs them.

Gotcha. [laughs]

See, that's what you need.

-What?
-Trust. In your ideas, in yourself.

Art is subjective.
You'll never be able to please everyone.

What matters is that
you're happy with your work.

Tater Luna,

I wanted you to be someone
who fought for her dreams.

But I didn't
even fight for you.

But I'm going to.

[♪ upbeat rock music playing]

Go, Tater, go!

♪ Your head is spinnin' ♪

♪ You've gotta silence
all the voices ♪

♪ And start over ♪

♪ From the beginning ♪

♪ Porque haciendo
y deshaciendo ♪

♪ Se va aprendiendo ♪

♪ How to listen
to your own voice ♪

♪ How to make some noise ♪

♪ The way only you can do ♪

♪ 'Cause no one
does it better ♪

♪ And they'll never be you ♪

♪ Here's what you do ♪

♪ Always speak
from your heart ♪

♪ Be true
everywhere you go ♪

♪ Don't go
dimmin' your light ♪

♪ Shine bright
and let it show ♪

♪ Di tu verdad ♪

♪ Be true to you, yeah ♪

♪ Di tu verdad ♪

♪ There's nothing to it ♪

♪ Always speak
from your heart ♪

♪ Be true
everywhere you go ♪

♪ Di tu verdad ♪

[snoring]

-[Tater] Hey, Mom. Wake up.
-Huh?

It's finished!

I mean, it's pretty rough
and still needs some inking.

But it's done.

Oh. I, uh... Honey, I'm sorry,
but I'm not sure I understand it.

[Tater]
It reads right to left.

Oh, right!

It's a mango.

Oh, Tater, it's magnificent.

My students
are going to be so inspired.

I am so inspired.

I wonder if you might...
Oh, never mind.

No, tell me. I'm tough enough
to take notes.

Because I know what I want now.
Give me your best shot, Beebs.

Could you draw her mom, too?

She'd have to be pretty super

to have raised
such a wonderful daughter.

[indistinct chatter]

What's going on?

We're drawing
our own manga characters.

It looked really fun.

I can't make all my character's
muscles fit, though.

Mine's not as scary as yours.

How'd you do it?

[Nachito] Tater,
could you help us?

[all speaking indistinctly]

Well, Primos,

I have notes.

[Tater reading]

Can I keep her, please?

She can sleep in my bed.
You won't know she's here.

Mom already said
I can keep her.

She even named her Chuchi.

Uh... [giggling nervously]

I thought
we were a team, Bibi!

Now listen here, Tater.

That there,
that's an outdoor dog.

She's not trained
to live inside.

But she wants to.
And I can train her.

I know dogs so well,
I'm practically one myself.

You sure smell like one.

[growls and barking]

Come on, Dad.
Trust me.

Aw, I'm not made of steel
reinforced concrete.

Now, if you can train her,
she can stay.

[squeals excitedly]

You hear that, Chuchi girl?

Now, has anyone seen
my phone charger?

Um, nope.

Time to go train. Bye!

Chuchi, behold. Ooh.

Aah, magic.

And for my next trick,

we shall
put the leash on-- Oh.

Uh, come here.

Huh, guess you've never been
leashed before.

Well, a good trainer can leash
even the wildest of creatures

with a simple
"sit, Chuchi, sit."

No, Chuchi-- Whoa!

[groans]

Okay, who needs
to sit anyway,

when we can just
stay, Chuchi, stay!

[exclaims]

Okay, let's try
a more direct approach.

Leash, Chuchi, leash.
That's right!

No, Chuchi,
that's not how this works!

Whoa!

Whoa!

[continues screaming]

[muttering angrily]

Ooh, that looks fun.
Can I play the winner?

We're not playing, Nachito!

I am training Chuchi!

Um, if you really
are training her,

why don't you just use
dog treats?

Whenever Big Nacho wants
to teach me something new,

he promises me a paleta.

Maybe that'd work
for your dog Chugi, too.

Her name is Chuchi
and dogs don't eat paletas.

They eat the ones
Hector makes for them.

They're called Paw-letas.

[chuckles]

Paw-letas,
isn't that incredible?

Hmm, Nachito
might be onto something

with the treat thing.

Oh, Chuchi.

Look what I have for you.

A yummy peanut butter
kibble bonbon.

All for the low,
low price of a...

Stay, Chuchi. Stay.

[gasps]

Okay. Stay.

Stay...

-[barking]
-Go...

Chuchi, Chuchi.

Whoa! Where did this
dog acquaintance come from?

Chuchi, I'm serious.
You have to behave,

or you can't
come live with me.

And that's
what we want, right?

Ahh!

Oh, Chuchi.

How's that
training going, Tater?

-Oh, um...
-[barking]

That's right, Chuchi,
let's go check out Buela's house!

Okay.

[panting]

Chuchi! Huh?

[clucking]

Uh, Buela,
what are you doing?

[screams]

Oh, you shouldn't
sneak up on me

cuando tengo
un martillo, mija.

Sorry, Buela.
I'm looking for my dog.

-What dog?
-This dog right here.

-Where'd she go now?
-No se, girl.

But you better
keep an eye on her.

He is on the loose.

He? Who?

El Chupacabra.

Oh, you mean
like the monster?

Buela, he's not real.

El Chupacabra is as real
as Pop's gold tooth.

Ay, pero mucho mas peligroso.

El Chupacabra
is part wolf, part bear

and part lizard.

He howls like the wind
and stinks like a fish.

Y cada ano, he leaves
the hacienda hills crevasse

to hunt
for tasty animales.

Como goats,
y chickens y perritos.

That is ridiculous!

Chuchi was not
taken by a monster.

She's probably just

hanging out somewhere
with her dog friends.

Of course!
I haven't checked Quakeys!

Ooh, pizza?

Keep an eye out, young Cluck.

-We can't fight on an empty stomach.
-[clucks]

Chuchi! Chuchi!

Chuchi's dog acquaintance?

I really thought
she'd be here.

[all screaming]

Oh, meatballs.

Tatie and Buela?

What are you two
doing back here?

-We're looking for Chuchi.
-Who?

Argh! Did no one
read my doggy announcement?

She's my new dog
and she's missing.

Oh, sorry, Tater.

No, I haven't seen
any dogs today.

Which is weird, 'cause usually
this place is hopping on meatball Mondays.

Pobres albondigas.

I'm sorry Lita sent you
to an early grave.

It's not my fault
no one wanted them.

Porque they're burned
on the outside and raw on the inside.

Que verguenza.

Ay, Buela!

Come on. I'm gonna show you
how to make a proper meatball.

Oh...

Guess I better keep
looking on my own.

Chuchi! Chuchi!

Someone must have seen Chuchi
around here somewhere.

Maybe I just gotta
get the word out.

Huh?

What the...

Where have all the dogs gone?

[gasps] Even dog acquaintance
is missing!

[screams]

El Chupacabra!

Ow, ow, ow, ow! Prima!

Oh, it's you, Lotlot.
Have you seen my dog?

You have a dog?

[groans in frustration]

Sorry. I'm just
a little on edge today.

Buela told me about this totally
made-up story about El Chupo...

What's it called?

Oh, so that's
the howling I've been hearing.

-What?
-I thought it was La Llorona,

but she's more of a crier.

These howls
sounded like the wind.

[Buela]
He howls like the wind.

-[gasps]
-[barking]

[growling]

Chuchi! No! No!

Eh. Back to me time.

[beeping]

Dad! I need you
to bring me to the crevasse.

Oh, can it wait two minutes,
sweet potater?

I'm about to beat Hammerhead.

That's right, 'cause I need
to change first anyway.

Uh, change?

[clears throat]

Mm. Mm.

So, uh...

-Why are you--
-Because to save a dog,

I must become a dog! Ugh!

Trust me, Dad.

Okay.

[howls softly]

-Hmm. [gasps]
-[distant howling]

Chumbalumbras.

I mean, chabada...

Chubacadabra...

-What?
-Stop the car, Bud!

Tater, we've been over this.
It's not Bud, it's Dad.

Hey, where you going?

Watch where you're running,
Tatey bird!

[man in video game] XP boost!

Ooh! Power up!

[panting]

[distant howling]

You can do this, Tater.

You can go up against
one of the world's

scariest cryptids
and emerge victorious.

Probably.

Hey, Chuba...
whatever you're called.

If you want a dog,
come get this one.

[echoing]

[sniffing]

Huh, weird. It doesn't
smell like fish

like Buela said it would.

It smells like
strawberry mango...

Paw-letas?

Chuchi! [gasps]

And dog acquaintance!

And Hector?
Did you fall down there?

Chuchi,

did you guys chase Hector into
the crevasse trying to get his paw-letas?

Tater, get back
from the crevasse!

It's not safe.

What the--
Hector, are you okay?

He's trapped under his
paw-leta cart.

Dad, we have to call for help.

[man in video game]
Level unlocked. Hammerhead.

-What the...
-Oh, dang games.

They just sucking up
all the juice.

Sorry, Hector.

You'll have to wait while
we get the authorities, I guess.

[gasps]

Dad, I know
how to save Hector.

-Hmm.
-For real. Just trust me, okay?

Well, all right.
But I gotta admit,

it's hard when you're
wearing that dog suit.

[♪ epic music playing]

All right, Tater.
Nice and slow now, you hear?

Hup. Hup. Hup.

Don't worry, pups,
I'm here.

Oh, aren't you all
the best boys and girls?

Okay, toss them down.

Look out below!

Ow, ow, ow!

[all whine]

We're going to play
Chuchi's favorite game.

Tug-of-w*r!

All of you versus
Hector's cart.

Doesn't that sound fun?

[barks]

Chuchi!

You actually listened!

Come on, everyone!

Grab a harness!

[barking]

There you go.

Come on, everyone.

Okay. Ready?

[all barking]

Heave h*!

Pull! Pull!

[straining]

What do you know?
It's actually working.

Good dog, Tater.

I mean, daughter.
Good daughter. [chuckles]

-Ready?
-Let her rip!

[engine accelerating]

[barking]

Hey, Chuchi girl,
come here a sec.

[whines]

Good doggie.

You came to me.

Let me take
this harness off of you.

You showed
good progress today, Chuchi.

You know, you may not be ready
for the indoors yet,

but let's keep
working on it.

[giggles] Okay, okay.

And you can still come over
to play whenever you want.

I'm so glad you're okay!

Paw-letas!

I knew it was a good idea
to put a tracker on you.

[kisses]

Thanks for trusting me, Dad.

Even if I was wrong
about El Chupacabra.

Chupa what now?

[chuckles] Never mind.

It was all
in my imagination anyway.

Mm.

[Bud] Nachito, come on,
let's go back home!

[wind howling]

[growling]

[♪ closing theme
music playing]