02x25 - Do Not Disturb

[bunniefuu]

Grr!

No! Stop! You're pure evil!

Why are you colouring my arms?

Aaah! (Sniffs) Oof!
You need a bath... and a shower,

and to get outta my shack.
What are you anyway?

(Growls)

Aaah! Oof!

Actually, it's a widabit,

an extremely rare
and majestic species.

It doesn't seem
so majestic to me.

Ooh! Is that slobber? That means
she has chosen your shack

for her nesting ritual.

Now get out and don't return
until she's finished!

Whoa, whoa! What are you doing?

I represent the Endangered
Species Coalition.

They made me Chairman

so they could hold meetings
at the library.

Really working that clout, huh?

Mr The Hedgehog,
as Vice-Chairman of the ESC,

I need you to vacate
the domicile until this creature

finds its true soul mate and
completes the courtship ritual.

Argh!

It's been too long
since we've had a slumber party!

Huh?

Ah!

Ooh, Sidekick Magazine! I wonder
who's number two this month.

(Laughs)

Booya! (Chuckles)

So, how are things
at the man cave?

You two must be having a blast.

Heck, yeah!
I love destroying Tails

in Mutant Wrestling every night!
Ain't that right?

Yeah. Huh!

Order up for... "Sanic"?

- I think you mean Sonic.
- No, it says Sanic right here.

This may take a minute.

I can't take it any more!
You guys gotta help me!

He's my best friend, but
living with him's a nightmare!

Any idea how much longer
the widabit

- is going to be at his shack?
- Could be months.

You can't hurry love.

But maybe you can push it along.

Just a few tweaks

and the widabit call
will be up and running.

- (Growl)
- Sounds like Eggman

after Meh Burger's
all-you-can-eat promotion.

(Growl)

They... don't seem to be
hitting it off.

We can get these two together.

We just need to set
the right mood.

(Low growling)

Ahem! Good evening, love birds.

Our special tonight
is an herb-crusted tilapia

with mango chutney glaze,
finished off

with a generous helping
of gas-station nacho cheese.

Ew... yuck!

They're so ugly
they deserve to be extinct!

And those widabits
are pretty ugly, too. (Laughs)

Sonic and his friends
won't know what hit them

when I put my diabolical plan
in motion.

If you had just used
scented candles, like I said...

They were scented!
The package said "fresh air".

That's not a scent! What are
you, some kind of rube, Sonic?

Don't blame the candles.
How about the real issue,

your substandard violin playing?

Keep it down! You're upsetting
this rare, delicate creature.

Now,
let's give him a good shove.

Oh, are you happy now, Tails?
We just lost our bachelor!

How can I be happy?
Until we get rid of that thing,

I'm stuck with you
trashing my place

and watching The Real Housewives
of Gogoba Village!

Think living with you
is a picnic?

Ever look up "neat freak"
in the dictionary?

Because if you did,
you'd find a series of words

that describe what a neat freak
is, which also describe you!

Come quick!
Eggman's going ballistic!

Argh!

You'll never stop my new,
improved Ball Bots.

They're virtually
indestructible!

I did say "virtually".

All right! An Eggman fight!

I've been looking to get out
some aggression.

Foreign beast on the field.
Don't worry, I got this.

By decree of the Endangered
Species Coalition,

this is now a protected area.

You'll need to move
your battle elsewhere.

Get bent, Beaver. I don't
have to take orders from you!

It's an endangered species!

Let's just move over here
and be out of its way.

- Well, I'm staying right here.
- I'll be battling over here.

Grr! Ugh, fine!

Ready to be decimated, Sonic?

(Groans)

Why are we
protecting this thing?

It clearly
wants to be destroyed!

It keeps wandering
in front of lasers!

The ESC now declares this
a protected area.

Bureaucracy
hurts small villainy!

If I never see a widabit again,
it'll be too soon!

(Rumbling)

Looks like my attraction call
might have worked too well

(Screaming)

Everyone, please remain calm!

Your screams of terror

are upsetting these serenely
majestic creatures!

Aaah!

I thought you two said
these things were endangered?

Actually,
if there are more than ,

they can be legally relocated
to a new area,

such as a farm, glue factory,
or nature preserve.

And Sonic could
move back into his shack!

Ah, crud. Including the female,
I can only count .

Don't feel bad, Sonic.
That's higher than I can count.

There's gotta be another widabit
somewhere out there,

but how do we find it?

These things got
a pretty pungent musk.

My expert schnozzola should be
able to track one down.

Oof! Something rank up ahead.

Either we're getting closer
to a widabit

or we're passing Gogoba Village.

(Sniffs)

We gotta find a th widabit.
I can't keep living with Tails.

Every day, he writes out chores
to do on a "chore board".

He's never assigned any to me,
but still, it's an eyesore.

Sonic's driving me bonkers.
He can't tell the difference

between a stationary
laser reflector

and a multifaceted
laser refractor!

Ha, ha, ha! Yeah. Words.

(Sniffs)

Sweet merciful landfills!
What is that awful smell?

It's number .

Go ahead, Tails. Go get him.

I prefer my lunch
to stay in my stomach,

thank you very much.

- How else will we get him back?
- Figure it out yourself.

I'm done doing your work!

Whaddya say we let
these two sort this out?

You'll have to speak up!
My nose is pinched!

(Sighs)

You're being a real
doughnut hole, Tails!

You're the doughnut hole,
doughnut hole!

(Chuckle)

I guess we're both
kinda doughnut holes.

Maybe best friends
don't have to be best roommates.

Maybe not. Put 'er there?

OK, too long. Getting weird.

Let's move this beast. Shame
we don't have your widabit call.

That's it! I could load up
the sound to my communicator!

(Growl)

Move it or lose it, people!

Phew! Aaah!

(Romantic music springs up)

We did it! True love
conquers all, right, Sonic?

Yeah, sure. Whatever.
Now there's of 'em,

I can have my shack back

and we can haul these guys off
to a nature preserve.

And we'll get right on that,

as soon as those two love birds
finish their courting ritual.

- How long will that take?
- About a week.

- What?
- Looks like

you two are still roommates!

I think you mean "you three".

I've been living
under your porch.

You can't live under my porch.

I'll take that as an invitation
to move into the house!

I know a couple of opossums
who'll be sorry to see me go,

but it's worth it.
Let's go home, roomies!