Gabby Duran and the Unsittables

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.

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)

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.

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.

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.

All right, Blurble.

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

Do a trick!

- (pops) - Both: Ta da!

Whoa.

I'm awesome at telling things what to do.

Oh.

- (sighs) - (thuds)

Huh.

We're gonna pull some sweet, sweet, sweet

sleepover pranks with you, buddy.

Hmm.

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?

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.

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.

- (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.

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 explosive, 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)

Hello?

: 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.

: 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?

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.