The Thundermans: Undercover

Good, you're up!

We need to discuss our plan to catch the Mastermind.

Sure, let me just grab some breakfast.

Hey! That's my breakfast.

I knew you'd do that

so I buttered the toast with anchovy juice.

Ugh!

Now, since we're undercover on assignment in Secret Shores,

I've been working on getting us cover jobs to blend in.

Way ahead of you!

I already got us cover jobs at Chloe's school.

So we can keep an eye on our sister

while we keep an eye on the town.

Great idea, Max.

It's a terrible idea! Max already has a job.

Don't say being your friend.

I won't, because it's not a job if you love what you're doing.

I'd love you to leave.

I heard the word "love" and that's good enough for me!

So when do we start?

Today. I should get dressed for work.

Whoa! I thought our Thunder Watches

could only change us into our super suits.

I had Thunderford give 'em a little update.

I had him put yours as Santa mode as a joke.

I am delightful.

Do I look delighted?

He tricked me!

He said Christmas casual was in style!

I'm updating. Uh, try it now.

Whoo! I like it!

Much better! Though you were really rocking that beard.

What are you guys wearing?

Did Colosso give you makeovers again?

No. Max got us cover jobs at your school!

My school? Where I have away-from-you time? Great.

Come on, Chloe!

You're gonna love having us there!

Guess who your new vice principal is?

- Me? - No. Me!

You are the art teacher!

What? Max, I'm terrible at art!

I know and that's why it's hilarious.

This makes no sense.

How could they make you vice principal?

I dunno. I sent two very impressive fake resumes

to the principal, and I guess she could just

get a sense that... I'm better than you.

But why art? It's literally the one thing I'm not good at.

That's not true, Phoebe.

There's lots of things you're not good at.

I'm good at this.

Really?

What? I am good at that.

Fine.

Oh! We're freezing each other before breakfast now, huh?

Technically, you ate my breakfast.

Your disgusting anchovy toast didn't count.

Stop taking other people's things.

Stop making gross anchovy toast.

Enough arguing!

That was not an argument. It was a healthy debate.

Don't embarrass me at school in front of my new friends.

Chloe, we're not gonna do that.

Yeah, we may argue a lot,

but we'd never do anything to embarrass you.

Phoebe! As your vice principal, I demand you open this door!

And as your art teacher, I say...

I'm sensing a negative aura between your siblings.

Do you think they'll stop blocking the door soon?

I left my backpack outside.

I can hold this door all day, Max!

You might wanna get a new backpack.

I come from a family of superheroes.

But now, my brother and sister and I

are heading to a brand-new town.

We're going undercover.

To try and solve our most important mission yet.

There's Secret Shores' newest student.

How are you enjoying school, Chloe?

It's great, Principal Taylor.

But I liked it better before my brother and sister got jobs.

Sweetie, I was just being polite.

Save your drama for someone else's mama.

And don't forget to enter the Mascot Masc-Off.

Sure. Also, what is it?

It's a competition to design the school's new mascot!

Why are they changing the otter?

Well, our previous vice principal and art teacher

were attacked by a family of otters.

It was horrible. And adorable.

Any chance they'll recover soon, so my brother and sister--

Oh no! We are not doing this again, Blabbie!

Hey, guys! Did you hear about the Mascot Masc-Off?

Don't say those words!

Not after last year's Masc-Off.

Wait, they changed the mascot last year too?

Yeah, we used to be the Secret Shores Manatees

until a student got headbutted by one.

How was I supposed to know you can't ride them?

Jinx and I entered the contest to come up with a new mascot,

but we couldn't agree on an idea.

I wanted the Space Yetis!

And I wanted the Fighting Granola Clumps.

Anyway, since we couldn't agree,

we had to quickly throw something together.

Uh, for our mascot idea is, um...

the Secret Shores Garbage Can!

We Garbage Can win this game!

Even the teachers were booing.

Naming the mascot would've made us legends.

Yeah. Everyone would've thought about us

whenever a kid tripped and fell in that logo.

- I'm that kid, aren't I? - Usually.

Well, maybe we can come up with a new mascot.

Sorry, but Jinx and I swore on a moonbeam

the two of us would never enter again.

Yeah, we're out.

But you never swore anything about the three of us entering.

Chloe found a cosmic loophole!

We're back in!

Awesome! And if we win, we'll definitely be legends.

Look! I have juice bumps!

They're like goose bumps, but vegan.

Phoebe's coming. Let's leave before she embarrasses me again.

But isn't your sister the art teacher?

Maybe she can help us with our mascot!

Oh, Jinx. You're hilarious.

I am? Cool!

No running in the halls!

I love power!

Hey.

What's up, Pheebs? How's the new job?

Oh, well, I know you find it hilarious

that I'm the art teacher,

but I actually had a really good day.

Hm!

- Are your hands glued together? - Yes. Please help me.

Ugh!

I'm just not meant to be an art teacher, Max!

There's all this paint and glitter!

So much glitter!

Well, if it makes you feel any better,

my day was awesome.

Principal Taylor took me out to lunch,

I napped in my office,

and, uh... well, I guess that was it.

Best cover job ever!

Okay, look, I have no idea how you got vice principal over me,

but you need to start taking your cover job more seriously.

Oh, I am. I'm right in the middle of finding

a teacher to fill in for a sick janitor.

Ugh. Feel bad for whoever that poor sucker is.

Wait, I'm the sucker?

Aw, but, Max, I was gonna go out after school

to patrol for the Mastermind!

And these kids are depending on me

for freshly mopped floors. So... mop to it.

You're lucky I love mopping!

How are the mascot designs coming?

Fantastic!

Our school needs an inspirational, feel-good mascot,

which is why I give you

the Secret Shores Killer Whales!

Maybe something a little less terrifying.

What about the Secret Shores Sparkly Unicorn?

Maybe something a little more terrifying.

This is useless.

It's last year all over again,

except we're not in Jinx's hospital room.

That place had the best pudding.

Hey, what if we combine your ideas?

We could enter the Secret Shores Narwhals.

I love it! Narwhals are the unicorns of the sea!

Oh, we're gonna be legends! The good kind.

Not like the kid who only walks backwards around the school.

Exactly. Now we just need to create our mascot costume.

Not a problem. Take my hands.

We'll manifest one with our collective minds.

I was thinking we could just make it out of papier-mache.

But we can try your way first!

Narwhaaaaal!

Is it working?

No, but keep going.

Narwhaaaaal!

I'll show Max!

I'm gonna make this the cleanest floor he's ever seen!

That'll teach him!

I'm really bad at revenge.

Talkin' to your mop?

No. Yes. Don't judge me.

I get it. Must be how

you survived those lonely nights in prison.

Yeah... I'm sorry, did you say prison?

Yeah. Your resume said you spent four years

in the slammer for sampling grapes at the supermarket.

What did you do, Max?

Sorry. Were you muttering to me or your mop?

Oh, uh, I was actually just wondering

if you still had my resume in your office.