Side Hustle

-Out of rhymes, but don't care 'cause it's the...

Weekend.

Won't be needing this anymore. You're dead to me.

-Presley, you will need it on Monday.

-That's, like, four days away. -Two days.

-And I can't think that far ahead, Lex.

Did someone say Munchy?

Munchy!

-What's with the bean bag chairs?

-I'm combining these into one chair

that will be known as "beanbag-zilla."

-As your friend and next-door neighbor,

I support you on your noble mission.

Thanks.

I'm gonna get started on this

right after I wash my dad's boat.

-Why do you have to wash something that sits in water?

-I don't pretend to understand the ways of the sea.

Oh, speaking of my dad--

he confiscated these fireworks from some kids at school.

Who's with me?

-Munchy, your dad is the principal of our school.

I don't think he wants us playing with fireworks.

-Well, I didn't think he'd want me

playing the French horn, but guess what.

He's a fan.

-"Angry Devil Fireworks-- pressure activated,

not legal anywhere including international waters."

See, to me, that's a red flag.

-What does pressure activated mean?

-I think it means you have to pressure them into going off.

Let me try.

You have to go off right now! Three, two, one, go!

-Pressure activated means they'll go off

if you apply pressure.

For example, if you squeeze 'em.

Oh, no, I activated the fireworks!

This is why I don't like squeezing things!

[fireworks popping and exploding]

Okay, okay.

It looks like there wasn't any damage.

Yeah.

It's probably nothing?

I'll handle your dad. Everyone be cool.

Tedward, my man.

How is my favorite principal doing?

-This flew onto my boat and set it on fire.

-About that-- -It was us.

We destroyed your boat. Please don't suspend me.

I have a perfect attendance record.

Way to be cool.

Son, I'm disappointed.

You weren't supposed to touch those fireworks.

How was I supposed to know?

-They were in a bag labeled "do not touch."

-In my defense, you keep all the fun stuff in that bag.

-You kids are gonna pay me back for my boat.

My sweet, sweet boat.

-Okay, we can do that, no prob.

Do you accept credit cards-- specifically my father's?

-I'll only accept money you kids earn

from hard work.

That's why I'm finding you jobs around school.

Like lunch lady?

-Like scraping gum off toilets.

-I have spent my whole life avoiding school toilets.

-Hey, what if we found our own jobs to pay you back?

-I guess that might work, but I'd put you

on a strict payment plan-- first one due in a week.

-Psh, easy. -Psh, okay.

But miss one payment, and you'll be--

Making pancakes?

Scraping gum!

And one more thing.

Jaget! -

-How does a chill guy like you have a brother like that?

We have the same parents.

-Vice Principal Jaget reporting for duty, Daddy.

We've been over this.

You're not vice principal. You're a crossing guard.

Which basically makes me

vice principal of the crosswalk.

-Jaget will keep an eye on you

and report to me with your progress.

That's affirmative, Daddy.

And what kind of weapons will I be given for my mission?

Mace, nunchucks, Wolverine claw hand?

No weapons.

Don't need weapons,

especially when I have smackaroni and cheese.

You can't hit them.

-Is there anyone else who can keep an eye on us?

Like, literally anyone else?

You're stuck with him.

Time to earn my daddy some money!

Let me see 25 jumping jacks!

-How is that gonna make you money?

-Great question. Here's my answer.

Do it!

-Ugh, no one wants me to babysit

since I set a boat on fire.

I hate rational people.

-It's been days, and we haven't found a job.

How are we gonna pay back Tedward?

Hi, Dad.

-I've been thinking about what happened,

and it could actually be a good thing.

-Yeah, my parents said the same thing.

It'll help me learn responsibility.

- No.

It could be a good thing

because I might finally become friends

with Munchy's dad, Tedward.

He and I could bond over this.

I could be like, "Those kids of ours, huh?

What a couple of characters."

"Hey, do you wanna come over

and watch a sport game with me?"

Dad, you hate sports.

-True, but your mom's always working,

and I'm lonely.

Later, skaters!

Your dad's strange.

I don't even notice anymore.

Guys.

I have a solution to our money woes.

-Is it to dress like pineapples?

-How'd you know? -How would that make us money?

-That's the part I'm still working on.

-We need to focus. -Lex is right.

And food helps us think better so to the snack hole.

Yes.

It's beautiful every time.

Listen, we need to start

paying Tedward back in a few days.

Maybe we can find some part-time jobs.

-Yeah, I mean, we're living in a gig economy

full of short-term positions

that are contracted to independent workers.

Just because I'm dressed like a pineapple

doesn't mean I don't know stuff.

Okay, I like this idea.

We'll make an app that lets people

who need help with small jobs connect with us.

-We don't know how to make an app.

We don't, but he does.

God?

-No, my little brother. He's upstairs.

You gotta ask him. -Why don't you?

-Because he doesn't listen to me,

and he's in love with you.

-I don't feel comfortable playing with his emotions.

-Okay, how do you feel about scraping gum off toilets?

Be right back.

-Presley? -It's actually--

Oh, Lex, it's you!

So what brings you to my room?

Well, Fisher, I was wondering

if you could help us make an app.

Oh, I'll do anything you want

including but not limited to murder.

Let's just stick to the app.

This app is amazing.

-It even background checks anyone who wants to hire us.

Sorry, creeps.

-I can't believe your brother made this in a few hours,

but why do we call our app Kidding?

-It's not Kidding. -It's KidDING.

-Like when you want help from a kid.

KidDING, we'll be right over.

-KidDING, best prices in town. -KidDING--hey, I get it now.

-Wait, how are people going to know

how to download the app?

There's no magical way to tell everyone about it.

There might be.

-Whoa! -Whoa!

Fisher, why are you hiding?

I'm not hiding.

I'm looking at Lex from behind a trash can.

-Okay, well, keep doing that, and you'll be looking at her

from inside the trash can.

-The device I've been working on

could play a commercial for your app

on every screen in the world.

-Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

That sounds like exactly what we need.

We'll make a commercial.

Fisher, get your machine ready.

-Okay, but only if I can stare at Lex a little more first.

You get ten seconds.

Yes.