01x10 - Skys First Youth Overnight Sleeping Event

[bunniefuu]

So my mom was like, "Ay, mija.

We should talk. 'Cause you're on
your way to becoming a woman."

- And what did you say?
- Oh, I shut that down real quick.

I told her Olivia had already
explained everything to me years ago.

(chuckles)

(energy surging)

Thank you, Julius.

And don't worry.
I'm sure Robbie will text you back.

Hmm?

Sky, you can't just go around
reading people's minds like that.

Right, right. Sorry.

So, listen, Gabby,

now that we're friends and everything,
I have a little favor to ask you.

Anything. Name it.

I was wondering if you
would do me the honor

of helping me experience
my first-ever

youth overnight sleeping event.

You mean a sleepover?

'Cause if you do,
you came to the right girl.

Nobody does sleepovers
like Gabby D. (Chuckles)

(theme song playing)

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ I do normal like a fish
rides a bicycle ♪

♪ Fit in like summer
and an icicle ♪

♪ Don't fight it,
Just be an original ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ I've always stayed
outside the lines ♪

♪ When I try to stay in
it's no surprise ♪

♪ It's a fail, it's okay,
I'm one of a kind ♪

♪ One of a, one of a kind ♪

♪ So anytime I feel
some type of way ♪

♪ Don't understand
the human race ♪

♪ So what, so what, so what ♪

♪ I do my thing,
I do my thing ♪

♪ You do your thing,
You do your thing ♪

♪ When we don't fit in ♪

♪ We stand out in the crowd
and we shout it loud ♪

♪ I do my thing,
I do my thing ♪

♪ I'm the one and only,
I'm the one and only ♪

♪ Don't try to fit in,
Don't try to fit in ♪

♪ Mm-hmm, I do my thing ♪

♪♪

♪ It's a funky food fiesta ♪

♪ It's gonna be
the best-a ♪

♪ Sky's gonna be
my taste test-a ♪

♪ Woo! ♪

Wow. Funky food fiesta.

You're really going
all out for this thing.

- Yeah, I am. And this is
just the appetizer. -(Laughs)

It's Sky's first sleepover,
and I really want to show her a good time.

By making her eat
your gross food concoctions?

You just don't get sleepovers at all.
Do you, Liv?

On the contrary. Olivia and I are
having our own sleepover tonight.

I just didn't want her
to feel left out.

I'm gonna go get
our matching PJs.

I don't really wanna
do a sleepover.

But Mom really seems like
she needs this right now.

(inhales, then groans)

♪ Funky food fiesta ♪

♪ It's gonna be
the best-a ♪

It's time to continue your
leadership training, Jeremy.

But before you can even
think about

ruling an entire planet,

you must prove that you
can command a single being.

Specifically, this being.

(chittering softly)

Aw, it's cute.

Can I eat it?

No.

This is a Blurble.

And don't let its cuteness
fool you.

Blurbles are much more
formidable than they appear.

Many a would-be ruler
has been driven mad

by their wily ways.

Cool story, bro.

But I'm pretty sure I can handle
telling this fuzzball what to do.

Principal Swift:
Oh, Jeremy.

I think you'll find there's
much more to being a leader

than just telling people
what to do.

But I shall leave you to it.
Toodle-ooh.

(Blurble chittering softly)

All right, Blurble.

I'm your leader, now,
so you have to do whatever I say.

Do a trick!

(chittering)

- (pops)
- Both: Ta da!

Whoa.

I'm awesome at
telling things what to do.

(shopping cart clattering)

(sighs)

Oh.

- (sighs)
- (thuds)

Huh.

We're gonna pull some
sweet, sweet, sweet

sleepover pranks
with you, buddy.

Hmm.

(yells)

Mr., uh...

Sky's dad!

To what do I owe
this creepy pleasure?

Also, your wig game's on point.

Appreciations.

A moment to speak
in the private?

(energy rushing)

Uh, where are we?

We're inside your mind.

It's easier for me to
express myself this way.

Oh, well, that's
completely normal.

Why are we here?

I understand you and Sky are having
a youth sleeping event this evening.

I am here to ensure
that no harm comes to her.

Well, consider yourself ensured.

- Sky is in good hands.
- Really?

Are these the same good hands

that snuck her out of our house
and took her to school

where she nearly fried her mind?

That was an accident.

- How'd you even find out about that?
- I am a telepath.

Nothing happens to my daughter
that I don't know about.

I allowed this because
Sky insisted.

But let me give you a warning.

If any harm should come to her,

the slightest scratch,
a tummy ache,

an emotional upset,
anything at all,

there will be consequences.

- (rumbling)
- (energy crashing)

You will not see her.
You will not speak to her.

I will erase any memory
of you from her mind.

It will be as though you
never existed to her at all.

(grunts) Well,
that's impossible.

I'm unforgettable.

Nothing is unforgettable.

- (snaps)
- What is your name?

It's, uh...

Uh... uh...

- (snaps)
- Gabby!

Okay. You've made your point.
We'll be safe.

- (snaps)
- (groans)

Sky's dad:
Okey-dokey.

Gabby, do-do-da.

Well, that was sufficiently
intimidating.

I'm just gonna put you back.

(exhales)

(doorbell rings)

- (door opens)
- Sky! Welcome to the sleepover!

I am so excited!

Bring on the epic Gabby D.
Crazy times.

♪♪

Let's just put this on
to be safe. (Chuckles)

- (clicks)
- There we go.

(popping)

So. Let the sleepover begin.

Okay. I've created the ultimate
sleepover backpack.

- (unzipping)
- We got...

toilet paper for tee-pee-ing.

Candles for a séance.

Carton of eggs for egging.

What about a first aid kit?
Stranger danger whistle?

- Colored hairspray.
- Uh, I get the enthusiasm,

but let's just put this stuff
back in here for now.

This stuff's expl*sive,
you know.

We can't have you getting hurt on
your first sleepover, now, can we?

Okay. Let's head up to my room.

A safety first sleep over?

Tonight might actually
be fun, after all.

"Actually?"

Fun.

Truth or dare?

Truth. No, dare.

Yeah. Dare.
Gah.

This is gonna be so good.
Okay. Dare me.

I dare you...

to write down all of your
allergies on this piece of paper.

I don't have any allergies.
I think that's a human thing.

Okay, okay. But still,
let's keep away from the shellfish

and peanut butter.
Just in case.

- Why are you acting...
- My turn.

Okay. Um, truth or dare?

- Uh...
- Dare!

I dare you to make
a prank phone call.

A prank call?
That's it?

Great. Love it.
Totally harmless.

Man, I'm the best leader
I've ever met.

Keep filing until
they're perfect.

And save the toe jam.

I like it on my toast.

- (filing)
- (chittering softly)

And you.
Make me a pickle shake.

I might not drink it,
but I wanna see what it looks like.

- (grunts)
- (pops)

(all chittering)

(phone rings)

(ringing continues)

Hello?

(in Southern voice): Hi.
I'm calling from the National

Refrigerator Association.

I have a very important
question to ask you.

- Yes?
- Gabby (over phone): Is your refrigerator running?

- (Blurbles chittering)
- Uh, oh. It is!

- Well, then, you better go catch it.
- I will.

Uh, thank you for this very
generous courtesy call.

(grunting and groaning)

(in normal voice):
We got him good.

We did? He seemed
kind of... appreciative.

Yeah, Sky. Well, sometimes, the best
pranks are the ones that help people.

Snack time. I've got some
pretty amazing rice cakes.

I was thinking,
maybe put 'em in a blender,

drink 'em through a straw?

Gabby.

What happened to having
an epic Gabby D. Sleepover?

Where's all the fun stuff?

(scoffs) What are you talking about?
This is so fun!

Eh. Friends, no touchy.

- Fine. Truth or dare.
- Dare.

I dare you to tell me why
this sleepover is so boring.

Ugh. Fine.

Lucky for you,
I take Truth or Dare very seriously.

I ran into your dad.

He made it very clear
that if he even suspects us

doing anything
dangerous tonight,

we can't be friends anymore.

What? I can't believe
my dad said that.

Ugh, he's so not cool.

He's whatever the opposite
of cool is.

He's hot.
My dad is so hot.

Uh, that doesn't mean
what you think it means.

I've got to do something.

I've got to prove to him
that I'm not the delicate,

little fluffer nugget
he thinks I am.

Let's do something crazy.

- (thudding)
- (bed squeaking)

Get down!

Did you not hear me?
He said we couldn't be friends anymore.

Gabby, ever since
we got to Earth,

all I've wanted is to be
a normal, teenage girl.

But my dad never
lets me do anything,

because he's afraid
I'll get hurt.

And now you're doing
the same thing.

Come on. Help me out.

Are you my friend,
or are you my babysitter?

You're right.

I let your dad turn me boring.

Me. Gabby Duran.

The least boring person
anyone knows.

All right. You wanna get crazy?

Let's get crazy.

We're gonna sneak out.

Yes! Gabby D. Is back!

But you're wearing the helmet.

- (crickets chirping)
- Sky: What are we doing?

Why'd we sneak in here?

Because no epic sleepover is
complete without some epic selfies.

I've been scoping this
place out for weeks.

I hope you're ready to get wild.

- (crickets chirping) - Because
we are going on a selfie safari.

- (elephant trumpeting)
- (both laughing)

This is awesome.

♪♪

- ♪ One, two, three, go ♪
- (both laughing)

(growling)

- (camera shutter clicks)
- (dinosaur roars)

(camera shutter clicks)

- ♪ One, two, three, go ♪
- (camera shutter clicks)

(Blurbles chittering, grunting)

Great job.

Now, make it again.

(Blurbles chittering)

Jeremy, what's going on
with your Blurble subjects?

Uh, great leadership
is what's going on.

I'm commanding these guys
all over the place.

Just like you told me to.

Well, it appears that half of
them have been distracting you,

while the other half
disassembled our refrigerator

for parts to make weapons.

Weapons?
Why do they need weapons?

Presumably for a mutiny.

(Blurbles chittering)

- (arrow whooshes)
- (camera shutter clicks)

There we go.
Selfie safari complete.

This may be the craziest
thing I've ever done.

I can't believe it.

Believe it, sister.
Now that's how you roll

on a Gabby D. Sleepover.

Now let's get out of here
before someone sees us.

Hey. I see you.

You're trespassing.

Okay. New plan. Run!

♪♪

The mini golf course
is members only!

Ah! I think I'm lost.
Oh!

(panting)

Sky, I just wanna say,

in case we don't get out of
this and your dad finds out,

it's been great
being friends with you.

Now stay here and hide.
I'll distract the guard.

- That'll give you time to get away.
- No, Gabby.

This is all my fault.
I'm sorry I pushed you into this.

And I'm sorry.

That I pushed you
into this bush.

What bush?
Whoa!

- Hey, hey. Over here!
- (sighs)

(sighs) All right.
Now, where's the other one?

No clue.

Guess you have to
make do with just me.

(groans)

All right.

(water gushing)

I can't do it.
Oh, I can't do it.

Truth or Dare rules, Mom.

And I dared you to eat
the funky food fiesta.

Now what's it gonna be, Mom?

Are you lickin', or are you chicken?
(squawks)

Well, lucky for you,
I take Truth or Dare very seriously.

(inhales)

(exhales)

(slurping)

Hey, it's not as bad
as I thought it would be.

(slurping)

(both laughing)

You know, I'm having a great
time with you tonight, Liv.

I am, too.

(stomach gurgling)

I was wrong.

The funky food fiesta
is about to have its revenge.

- Oh.
- (running footsteps)

Dina:
What did I do?

(retching)

Trespassing. Past curfew.
And fleeing the scene.

Now what's your parents' number?

Uh, sure. I'll tell you.
It's, uh...

Seven.

(beeps)

- One.
- (beeps)

Five. Oh, wait.
The first one I said,

I actually meant four.
Read it back to me?

- (door opens)
- Sky, what are you doing?

I'm surrendering.
Cuff me, officer.

I'm a security guard
at a mini golf place.

(sighs) Sit next to your friend
while I figure something out.

You shouldn't have come back.

- (energy surging) - Sky: I have a plan.
Trust me.

Telepathic girl, say what?

♪♪

(golf balls ricocheting)

- (thudding and clattering)
- (hissing)

- (exploding)
- (crackling)

Security guard: You girls stay here.
I'll be right back.

- What was that?
- I'll explain that later. Let's go.

(panting)

(sighs)

Yep.

They totally just got away.

- (thuds)
- (yells)

- (arrow thuds) - Principal Swift: Oh!
(panting)

- (angry chittering) - Oh, Jeremy.
I gave you one simple alien to oversee,

and you've managed to turn
it into a full-on rebellion!

Now prove yourself
to be a leader,

and get these Blurbles
under control.

(grunts)
Fine.

(angry chittering)

- (arrow whooshes)
- Jeremy: Never mind.

- I can't do it.
- Then I have no choice.

Orb!

Initiate eradication protocol.

What does that mean?

(whirring)

- (energy surging)
- (f*ring)

(Blurbles frantically
chittering)

The Blurbles will be no more.

(frantic chittering continues)

(screaming):
No!

- You can't get rid of them.
- (energy powering down)

This is my fault. Not theirs.

And I may be a bad leader,
but I'm still their leader.

And that means if you want
to get to them,

you'll have to
go through me first.

- Orb: Finally.
-(energy surging)

No! Orb, stand down.

(orb powering down)

- Orb: You got lucky.
-(whirring)

(sighs softly)

(Blurbles chittering)

(popping)

Whoa.

Very good, Jeremy.

You put the well-being of
your subjects before your own.

And that is the mark
of a great leader.

So, can I keep it?

I don't see why not.

Baller.

I'm gonna name you...

Jeremy.

(Blurble chittering)

(giggles)

We made it.

(giggles)

Now all we need to do
is make it through this door,

and we're...

Oh, hey!

Wait. What happened
to your matching pajamas?

Mom threw up.

A lot.

Well, at least it's just
your mom, and not my...

(gasps)

That's not good.

What were you thinking?

Do you have any idea
how dangerous it is,

sneaking out of
the house like that?

- I-I...
- You obviously don't.

You're grounded.

You, too, Sky.
In the ground.

Say goodbye to friend.

Wait.

Gabby, because of your
epic sleeping event,

you and Sky cannot be
friends anymore.

Look, I get it.

We shouldn't have snuck out.
And that's on me.

But hear me out.

You came to Earth
to live as humans, right?

Correct.

And you love Sky and want
her to have fun here, right?

- I wouldn't say... fun.
- Dad!

Continue.

Well... respectfully,

maybe you need to
loosen up a little.

Because what we had tonight
was fun.

Yeah. For the first time
since we got here,

I feel like I really belong.

Gabby: And if you're worried about
Sky, don't be.

This girl is tough.
And she saved me tonight.

Perhaps you are right.

The grounding stands.

But I will allow you to
remain friends.

Yes.

And I hope tonight was... fun.

Thanks, Dad.

(snaps)

What is it, Gabby?

Uh, I just want to give
my friend a hug goodbye.

(whispers): Sleepover
at your house next time.

♪♪

(door opens)

(door closes)

How is a girl who just
got grounded that happy?

And is it just me,
or is her dad a little... weird?

(chuckles softly)

(laughing)

(tapping)

Most epic sleepover ever.

- (phone chimes)
- (Gabby laughing)

(phone chimes)

(laughing)

Wesley: Next time on Gabby
Duran and the Unsittables...

It's everything we've
learned so far about aliens.

What if someone found this?

Man: Your parents
are very worried.

Let's talk aliens.

And what you know about them.

It's like he's trying
to get me found...

(squawking)

- out.
- (shattering)

♪♪

Man: Gorgeous!

♪ I do normal like a fish
rides a bicycle ♪

♪ Fit in like summer
and an icicle ♪

♪ Don't fight it,
Just be an original ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ I do my thing,
I do my thing ♪

♪ I'm the one and only,
I'm the one and only ♪

♪ Don't try to fit in,
Don't try to fit in ♪

♪ Mm-hmm, I do my thing ♪

♪♪

The mini golf course
is members only!

Ah! I think I'm lost.
Oh!

(panting)

Sky, I just wanna say,

in case we don't get out of
this and your dad finds out,

it's been great
being friends with you.

Now stay here and hide.
I'll distract the guard.

- That'll give you time to get away.
- No, Gabby.

This is all my fault.
I'm sorry I pushed you into this.

And I'm sorry.

That I pushed you
into this bush.

What bush?
Whoa!

- Hey, hey. Over here!
- (sighs)

(sighs) All right.
Now, where's the other one?

No clue.

Guess you have to
make do with just me.

(groans)

All right.

(water gushing)

I can't do it.
Oh, I can't do it.

Truth or Dare rules, Mom.

And I dared you to eat
the funky food fiesta.

Now what's it gonna be, Mom?

Are you lickin', or are you chicken?
(squawks)

Well, lucky for you,
I take Truth or Dare very seriously.

(inhales)

(exhales)

(slurping)

Hey, it's not as bad
as I thought it would be.

(slurping)

(both laughing)

You know, I'm having a great
time with you tonight, Liv.

I am, too.

(stomach gurgling)

I was wrong.

The funky food fiesta
is about to have its revenge.

- Oh.
- (running footsteps)

Dina:
What did I do?

(retching)

Trespassing. Past curfew.
And fleeing the scene.

Now what's your parents' number?

Uh, sure. I'll tell you.
It's, uh...

Seven.

(beeps)

- One.
- (beeps)

Five. Oh, wait.
The first one I said,

I actually meant four.
Read it back to me?

- (door opens)
- Sky, what are you doing?

I'm surrendering.
Cuff me, officer.

I'm a security guard
at a mini golf place.

(sighs) Sit next to your friend
while I figure something out.

You shouldn't have come back.

- (energy surging) - Sky: I have a plan.
Trust me.

Telepathic girl, say what?

♪♪

(golf balls ricocheting)

- (thudding and clattering)
- (hissing)

- (exploding)
- (crackling)

Security guard: You girls stay here.
I'll be right back.

- What was that?
- I'll explain that later. Let's go.

(panting)

(sighs)

Yep.

They totally just got away.

- (thuds)
- (yells)

- (arrow thuds) - Principal Swift: Oh!
(panting)

- (angry chittering) - Oh, Jeremy.
I gave you one simple alien to oversee,

and you've managed to turn
it into a full-on rebellion!

Now prove yourself
to be a leader,

and get these Blurbles
under control.

(grunts)
Fine.

(angry chittering)

- (arrow whooshes)
- Jeremy: Never mind.

- I can't do it.
- Then I have no choice.

Orb!

Initiate eradication protocol.

What does that mean?

(whirring)

- (energy surging)
- (f*ring)

(Blurbles frantically
chittering)

The Blurbles will be no more.

(frantic chittering continues)

(screaming):
No!

- You can't get rid of them.
- (energy powering down)

This is my fault. Not theirs.

And I may be a bad leader,
but I'm still their leader.

And that means if you want
to get to them,

you'll have to
go through me first.

- Orb: Finally.
-(energy surging)

No! Orb, stand down.

(orb powering down)

- Orb: You got lucky.
-(whirring)

(sighs softly)

(Blurbles chittering)

(popping)

Whoa.

Very good, Jeremy.

You put the well-being of
your subjects before your own.

And that is the mark
of a great leader.

So, can I keep it?

I don't see why not.

Baller.

I'm gonna name you...

Jeremy.

(Blurble chittering)

(giggles)

We made it.

(giggles)

Now all we need to do
is make it through this door,

and we're...

Oh, hey!

Wait. What happened
to your matching pajamas?

Mom threw up.

A lot.

Well, at least it's just
your mom, and not my...

(gasps)

That's not good.

What were you thinking?

Do you have any idea
how dangerous it is,

sneaking out of
the house like that?

- I-I...
- You obviously don't.

You're grounded.

You, too, Sky.
In the ground.

Say goodbye to friend.

Wait.

Gabby, because of your
epic sleeping event,

you and Sky cannot be
friends anymore.

Look, I get it.

We shouldn't have snuck out.
And that's on me.

But hear me out.

You came to Earth
to live as humans, right?

Correct.

And you love Sky and want
her to have fun here, right?

- I wouldn't say... fun.
- Dad!

Continue.

Well... respectfully,

maybe you need to
loosen up a little.

Because what we had tonight
was fun.

Yeah. For the first time
since we got here,

I feel like I really belong.

Gabby: And if you're worried about
Sky, don't be.

This girl is tough.
And she saved me tonight.

Perhaps you are right.

The grounding stands.

But I will allow you to
remain friends.

Yes.

And I hope tonight was... fun.

Thanks, Dad.

(snaps)

What is it, Gabby?

Uh, I just want to give
my friend a hug goodbye.

(whispers): Sleepover
at your house next time.

♪♪

(door opens)

(door closes)

How is a girl who just
got grounded that happy?

And is it just me,
or is her dad a little... weird?

(chuckles softly)

(laughing)

(tapping)

Most epic sleepover ever.

- (phone chimes)
- (Gabby laughing)

(phone chimes)

(laughing)

Wesley: Next time on Gabby
Duran and the Unsittables...

It's everything we've
learned so far about aliens.

What if someone found this?

Man: Your parents
are very worried.

Let's talk aliens.

And what you know about them.

It's like he's trying
to get me found...

(squawking)

- out.
- (shattering)

Man: Gorgeous!