The Thundermans: Undercover

Nice job saving that amusement park, guys.

That runaway Ferris wheel was no match for our telekinesis.

And now, thanks to us, kids can keep having fun

and buying overpriced souvenir drink cups.

You know, I had a way of stopping that thing

without crushing that snow cone stand.

Eh, nobody really likes snow cones anyway.

They're like ice cream cones that gave up.

Yeah. Now if it were a churro stand,

totally different story.

It'd just be nice if you listened to my ideas,

but even on missions,

you just treat me like your little sister.

Says the girl who spent two hours playing

"Noodle-Pa-Doodle" to win a giant teddy bear?

You leave Beary Potter out of this!

Going forward, we'll listen to your ideas more.

- Right, Max? - Sure. Yeah.

Chloe's ideas can't possibly stink as much as yours.

My ideas do not stink.

But this house does.

Why does it smell like swamp?

I'm guessing it's that large seaweed-covered man at our door.

Home invasion fighting stances!

That's army of killer robots fighting stance!

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Stand down. I'm a superhero!

You're a superhero?

My name's High Tide.

And I live here.

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.

So, High Tide was the former protector of Secret Shores.

After I found out he was the superhero

who used to live in this house, I read his autobiography

Tide and Prejudice.

Can't you get through a single day

without talking about books?

Can't you get through one day without massaging your swoosh?

Spicy Tuna! I missed that outdoor shower.

I'd stay in there all day

if I didn't clog the drain with seaweed.

By the way, I clogged the drain with seaweed.

Wow, you look like a different person.

Yet you still smell like an octopus armpit.

That's my natural aroma.

A hearty stench earned

protecting Secret Shores

from the forces of aquatic evil.

Sure is good to be back.

It's good to have you back.

A lot has happened while you were gone.

People finally realized

flip-flops and sandals are the same thing?

Okay, not that much.

But while you were away,

we were assigned this house by the Hero League.

Ohh! That explains the massive amounts

of hair product in the shower.

Guilty!

So, High Tide, where exactly were you all this time?

I was giving chase to a schooner of internet pirates

when I was swallowed by a giant clam

and became heroically trapped in his belly.

How is being trapped in a giant clam's belly heroic?

Well, sometimes the most heroic thing you can do

is give up, Guppy.

- I don't think-- - It was my bravest surrender.

I never thought I'd see another human again.

For so long it was just me and Pearly.

Pearly?

Whoa, that thing must be worth a fortune! I get half, right?

Sell Pearly? Never.

Well, that's normal.

- Can I talk to you? - Can it wait?

I really wanna ask High Tide some of his battle stories.

I'm a fan of your book.

Oh, so you're a Tidey?

Enough book talk. I wanna check out that weapon.

Oh! My sonic harpoon!

A powerful weapon for a powerful hero.

I am quite powerful. Thanks for noticing.

No! Beary Potter!

Sorry, Chloe.

Put that down.

Right away, sir.

I'm starving. I need to stuff some food down my blowhole.

I really hope he's talking about his mouth.

Here, let me show you the kitchen.

Please! I know that galley well.

Come on, Pearly.

To the secret fish stick freezer.

Guys. Can we talk about what's going on here now?

Like the fact that we have a secret fish stick freezer?

Best day ever!

No. High Tide. I have a bad feeling about him.

I think we should call President Kickbutt.

Why? Hasn't the poor guy been through enough?

He just needs to eat and rest up and he'll be on his way.

Right. As soon as he lets me blow some more stuff up

with his sonic harpoon!

Nobody likes this lamp, right?

What happened to listening to my ideas?

We did listen, Chloe.

We're just choosing to go a different direction.

One that involves me blowing up lamps.

And me learning from him.

Don't ruin this.

Free the water! Free the water!

Thanks for helping me with my petition, Jinx.

These people do not understand why we're freeing the water.

Tell me about it.

No, seriously, can you tell me about it?

I have no idea what we're doing.

With this petition, water will no longer be trapped

in bottles, pipes, or cheesy collectible snow globes.

And just so we're clear,

are we also against showers, water parks, and toilets?

You forgot wishing wells!

That poor water wishes to be free.

Maisy! Sign our petition and help make sure

water never has to be seen inside of a garden hose again.

I'm always down to fight for what's right.

Yes! One signature down.

Thank you, Anita Bath.

Maisy's hilarious.

She once turned in a math test as Ivana Pass.

She failed.

This isn't working.

It's like nobody cares

that ice cubes are tiny water prisons.

Look, I didn't wanna say anything,

but maybe it's because--

We need to stage a massive protest

that people won't be able to ignore.

That's exactly what I was going to say!

Come on, Jinx. Unless you have to use the bathroom first.

- Ooh, actually I-- - Ha! I'm kidding.

You know we hate toilets.

- Go, High Tide! Come on! - Come on! One more! You got it!

- You got it! Come on! - One more! One more fish stick!

Yeah, here we go!

- Woo! - Woo!

Wow, 87 fish sticks!

I didn't think it was possible.

Ah, the key is to eat them while they're still frozen.

They slide right down the gullet.

See, we're learning things from him.

Like what? How to stuff iced fish down your blowhole?

That was epic, man.

Now, how about we celebrate

by blowing some stuff up with your harpoon?

Oh, I'd love to, but you three should be heading home.

Well, we already told you.

The Hero League assigned us this house.

We are home.

Yeah, my home.

And I'm back so it's time for you to go.

Bye!

Remember that bad feeling I had?

He's probably just kidding, Chloe.

Do I look like I'm kidding?

He's not kidding.

What is going on? I'm not cool with getting kicked

out of our own house by SpongeBob StrangePants.

I'm sure it's just a big misunderstanding.

Yeah, he's probably just not thinking straight.

Eating 87 fish sticks will do that to you.

You mean 88 fish sticks.

It's like the man is part sea lion.

I am. On my mother's side.

Ah.

And it's obvious this house belongs to me.

None of you have the foggiest idea of what it can even do.

Oh.

Ugh, it's so squishy.

I rigged this house with booby traps.

It is good to be home!

Can we call President Kickbutt now?

No, we can't call her with every little problem.

You called her last week because Phoebe ate your yogurt.

And she told me to stop calling her with every little problem.

I'm with Max. If we call President Kickbutt,

she'll think we can't handle things on our own.

We can't. We just got attacked by seaweed.

Chloe, we got this.

Yeah, we're gonna handle this gently.

We don't wanna anger him. Or his fan base.

Trust me, those Tideys can be mean!

Hey! Look, High Tide, before you smack us in the face

with some salmon you have hidden in the ceiling...

How'd you know about my ceiling salmon?

Uh, what I'm trying to say is,

you can't kick us out of this house.

Of course I can.

This house belongs to the protector of Secret Shores,

and that's me!

High Tide.