21 Dump Street

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Hey, Max.

You ready for your big Z-Force interview tomorrow?

- Yup. That's why I'm gettin' this haircut

that says I care, but not too much.

- It also says your barber has fleas.

Ha! Hank burn!

That's it. Shampoo girl!

You heard the boss. Beat it!

- Ahem! So what about my tip?

Here's a tip--

get paid before you give the haircut.

Ach!

Hey, Max, nice sundress.

It's a barber's cape.

- Well, whatever it is, I'd love to borrow it sometime.

- I'm gonna go try on my new outfit.

What are you doing?

You're supposed to be nerding it up for our interview,

not dumbing it up with Cherry.

- Don't worry, I've been preppin' all week.

Besides, Cherry really needed help deciding

what outfit to buy for her ping pong tournament.

- You are always dropping everything to save Cherry.

- That's not true. - Phoebe, help!

My outfit's trying to eat me.

Oh.

- Phoebe, we will not make the finals

if we don't ace this interview.

Remember the plan?

You say smart things while I wow them with my power pose.

- You look like you're holding in a fart.

It's my power pose!

- This tournament is gonna be awesome.

And I can't lose with my bestie by my side.

- Cherry, I'm sorry. I don't think I can come.

I gotta be fresh for my interview--

especially if the guy hates Max's power pose

as much as I do.

- But who will I high five, if I win?

Who will I cry on, if I lose?

Who will save me, if I get stuck in the net?

- Cherry! Don't freak, okay?

I'll be there for you.

I just won't be there for you.

You're gonna do great. - Yeah, you're right.

And I don't need you to help me with every little thing.

I'll see ya. - Okay.

Pull, not push.

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- You're the most special-wecial rose bush in the whole world.

And you're gonna grow up to be big boys, yes, you are!

- Why is Mom talking to her flowers?

- It's not that weird. I talk to trees.

Hey, nice trunk, Herbie!

- I'm leaving before I catch crazy.

- Your mother is using baby talk to make her flowers grow

so she can win the Hiddenville Flower Fest.

- Mrs. Wong may have beaten me every year

since we've moved here, but this is my year.

Think again, bozo.

Check it out. My rose game is on fleek.

Ah...

You will never know what victory smells like, Barbara.

Ohhh!

Just once I wish I could beat her!

- What you need is some flower power.

Remember that crazy fertilizer back in Metroburg

that makes everything grow fast?

Whoa Grow?

Hank, you always say the Thundermans aren't cheaters.

- I came up with that slogan before I met Mrs. Wong.

- No. I don't have to cheat.

I just need to get my baby talk game on fleek.

Don't I, boo-boos?

- Hey. Let me give it a try.

Get your head in the game, boo-boos!

Hank!

This is why Max quit football.

Well...

Billy, I have an idea.

You run to Metroburg and get--

I got the Whoa Grow.

- That's the first time you've had a clever idea before me.

It's obvious.

You pour Whoa Grow on the fence so it gets so big,

Mrs. Wong can't see over it.

That's better.

Why don't we pour it on Mom's roses instead?

- Fine, if you think big roses will do anything.

- Just a little more won't hurt.

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There, perfect.

I stop crime and wrinkles.

- Emergency text from Cherry?

You've gotta be kidding.

You weren't kidding. How did this even happen?

- I pinged when I should've ponged.

I'm sorry you lost.

- No, I didn't lose. I'm in the finals.

This happened during my victory dance.

You wanna see it? - No, no, no, no, no!

- Okay, only one person stands between me and the championship.

- I'm gonna destroy you, Cherry Seinfeld.

- Don't listen to Principal Bradford, okay?

He's a pathetic middle-aged man with nothing else to do

but play in a stupid ping pong tournament.

No offense.

- Hey, you girls gonna gossip all night,

or are we gonna do this thing?

- Oh, it would be so cool to take a championship game selfie.

- Sure. Go ahead and take a picture.

- Whoa! -

Phoebe!

I was never here!

Are you okay?

- I really should've stayed home.

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¶ What you see ¶

¶ Is not what you get ¶

¶ Livin' our lives with a secret ¶

¶ We fit right in ¶

¶ Bet you never guessed ¶

¶ 'Cause we're livin' our lives ¶

¶ Just like all the rest ¶

¶ A picture perfect family ¶

¶ Is what we try to be ¶

¶ Look closer, you might see ¶

¶ The crazy things we do ¶

¶ This isn't make believe ¶

¶ It's our reality ¶

¶ Just your average family ¶

¶ Trying to be normal and stay out of trouble ¶

¶ Livin' a double life ¶¶

Oh, sweet.

You're ready for our Z-Force interview

like a good little nerd.

My nerd is broken!

I'm sorry, Max.

Cherry needed help at her ping pong tournament,

but I was the one who got pinged...

or ponged.

It's a very confusing sport.

- We can't let the interviewer see you like this.

Z-Force members don't get hurt--

they do the hurting.

- I know, I know, and rescheduling isn't allowed.

- You're supposed to carry us.

Now I have to carry you because you can't walk.

- And on the bright side, Cherry won.

- Ah, really? Was it a close match?

- Yeah, it actually came down to--

I don't care!

- Phoebe, how are you feeling?

Oh, great.

It's the girl who destroyed our chances at the Z-Force.

Max, it's not her fault.

You're right, it's yours,

because once again, you had to go save Cherry.

- Well, of course. She always saves me.

She's my super bestie.

I just wish I could save her from missing this interview.

Ow!

- Not gonna happen, unless you can replace her

with someone who doesn't look like they were hit by a bus.

- Wait, Max, that's a brilliant idea.

If we can't fix me, we can replace me

with someone who knows everything about me.

- Where can we find someone that can do that?

Hey, I'm Phoebe Thunderman and I have a twin brother.

- There's no way anyone's gonna believe Cherry's you.

Hey, Phoebe.

Told ya! Jinx!

You owe me a soda!

- Ugh, there's two of them.

- It's amazing how well the Whoa Grow works.

The roses are huge.

- Let's get ready for the flower show.

Your hair's gray!

- How did the years go by so fast?

- Wait, the Whoa Grow. Maybe it did something to us.

"Warning: Do not touch.

May cause rapid aging."

Kids, are you outside?

Oh, no!

There they are.

- What's up with your heads?

- Um, we're wearing these garden rally pots

to help Mom win.

Yeah, aren't they gray?

- Did you say gray? - I heard "great".

Hank, look at my roses!

- Are they behind these really big roses?

No, these are mine!

See, I told you-- baby-talking works.

Can't wait to see the look on Wong's face when she loses!

- Oh, let's get to the garden show.

Kids, wear those rally pots for good luck.

- Aren't they gray? - Still heard "great"!

- Okay, let's go over that last question one more time.