The Thundermans

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Yeeeee-ha!

Happy National Cowboy Day, cowpoke!

Not today, weirdo.

Wakey-wakey! Eggs 'n bakey!

- Not today, other weirdo.

- Max, this just got delivered.

- Hopefully, it's a gift card

for you to get a new outfit.

That one is so last--never!

Attention, candidates.

Tomorrow you will find out

if you've made the Z Force Championships.

Superheroes never get days off,

but, today, you have earned one.

So, have fun and enjoy yourselves.

That's an order!

- Wow, Max, we finally find out

if we get into the Z Force Championships tomorrow.

And we get a day off.

- Which leaves you plenty of time

to change outta that sleeveless garbage bag.

- Phoebe, what if we don't get chosen for the Z Force?

We'll lose our one shot at greatness.

Dad needs to know we're better than him.

- Come on, Max, look at us.

We're an unstoppable team.

Now let's go have some fun.

- All right.

But you heard that hologram.

We're off duty, so, that means no saves.

- Not even kittens in trees?

- Especially, kittens in trees.

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- You two are just in time

to witness a breakfast miracle.

- Behold! The thing I'm most proud of

in the entire world!

Besides my wonderful children.

Pancake!

- Here, let me help you. - Uh-uh-uh!

Leave that kitten in the tree, Phoebe.

Sorry, guys, Z Force ordered us to take a day off.

But...

So, is anyone gonna save us?

- Thunder Man to the rescue!

Mmmm!

I'm saving their lives.

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- I don't wanna be at school on my day off, Phoebe.

- - Ow!

- Okay, I'll give it five more minutes.

- Whoa, the Green Teens are facing off

against the Marine Teens.

- You guys had it last week.

- No. Listen, Bradford promised us the cafeteria,

and we need to get our lobster bros

into some salty H2O.

Ja, backoffsen.

- But Principal Bradford promised

we could use the cafeteria.

So, you Marine Teens,

make like a rubber tree and bounce.

How dare you!

Fight! Fight! Fight!

- Let me guess, Principal Bradford.

You double-booked the cafeteria.

- Actually, I triple-booked it.

Isn't that right, Tambourine Teens?

That's right, I'm a bad boy.

Tell your moms.

Wooooo!

Ah! Ah! Ah!

Oh!

Ohhhhh!

Don't tell your moms about this!

Oh, no! Waaaaaa!

- Wow, who knew not saving people

could be so entertaining?

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- It's packed. - We might not get a table.

Oh, this one's leaving.

- Ladies, don't leave yet.

The dessert just got here.

Me. I'm the dessert.

Beat it, loser.

It's funny 'cause you failed.

- Oh, look, my two favorite people.

What do you want, Wong?

- Oh, the local restaurant blogger is here.

I'm way understaffed and if his service stinks,

he'll give me a bad review.

I'll be ruined.

- Sorry, we'd love to help you,

but we've been forced to take the day off.

By who?

- Uhhh, by our doctors. - Yes.

We're very sick.

You might want to keep your distance...

forever.

- Hmph! After all I haven't done for you!

- You know what's good about this restaurant?

Nothing! - Oh!

- She just put the splat in Splatburger.

Oh, no, come back.

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- You know, I'm actually kinda bummed our day off is over.

Me, too.

Although I could have done without

your snorty laughs and pointy elbow jabs.

- All right.

Well, let's get some sleep, wake up,

and see if we made the Championships.

¶

Yeeeee-ha!

Happy National Cowboy Day, cowpoke!

- Uh, Colosso, I think that was yesterday.

- Uh, Max, um, for some reason,

I'm wearing the same clothes as yesterday,

and I'm holding this envelope again.

- Hopefully, it's a gift card

for you to get a new outfit.

That one is so last--never!

- I'm having a serious case of deja vu.

Me, too.

Maybe this one is telling us

if we got into the Championships or not.

Attention, candidates.

Tomorrow you will find out

if you've made the Z Force Championships.

Superheroes never get days off.

But today, you've earned one.

So, have fun and enjoy yourselves.

That's an order!

- Okay, this has to be a mistake.

I mean, we got this message yesterday.

Here's a message.

Stop coming down here!

- You two are just in time

to witness a breakfast miracle.

- Phoebe, I think it's still yesterday.

- Behold! The thing I'm most proud of

in the entire world!

Besides my wonderful children.

Pancake!

- Yep, definitely yesterday.

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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 ¶

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- How is it yesterday again? This is so freaky.

So, is anyone gonna save us?

- Thunder Man to the rescue!

Mmmm!

No less freaky

than Dad eating breakfast off his children.

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Okay, what about this?

Maybe our family was just playing a practical joke on us.

- - Ow!

- I guess he's in on it, too?

And all them.

- No, listen, listen, listen.

Bradford promised us the cafeteria

and we need to get our lobster bros

into some salty H2O.

Ja, backoffsen.

- But Principal Bradford promised...

- If Molly says "Make like a rubber tree and bounce" again,

I am gonna lose it.

- Make like a rubber tree and bounce.

- Max, what is happening?

I don't know.

Fight! Fight! Fight!

- I'm so scared right now,

I'm barely gonna enjoy this.

- That's right, I'm a bad boy.

Tell your moms.

Wooooo!

Ah! Ah! Ah!

Oh!

Nope, still enjoyed it.

Ohhhhh!

Don't tell your moms about this!