Hey, Stella. One of your gross boyfriends is at the door for you.
Uh, actually, I'm here to give this to you.
You got me a gift? Aw, how sweet!
And totally pathetic.
You got a gift for Robin? This Robin? You feeling okay, Red?
Oh, jealous much? Even your friends like me better than you.
Well, actually, this, uh, crashed into my cabin by mistake.
It's addressed to you.
Ha! I'd like to thank you for this priceless moment.
It was a real gift.
Well, enjoy it while it lasts, Stella, 'cause yours is coming.
It's Rod, right?
Actually, it's Red.
Well, Rod, that was really sweet of you to bring me the bow I ordered.
Stella, great talk as per the "ushe."
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go put this on and get ready for the bounce.
Red, are you blushing?
Wha-- uh, what?! No!
I'm always red! It's in the name!
Whoo hoo!
Red!
Who did this to you?! Was it Neiderjerk?
What? No, I did this to myself.
What? Like, on purpose?
Robin asked me to go with her to the bounce, so I'm trying a look.
She asked you? What is she up to?
Maybe she just thought I was cool and stuff. Doh!
No. I know Robin. She's doing it to get to me.
Uh, not everything is about you.
But you've never even been to the bounce!
Well, no one ever asked me before! I'd go with Bomb if he asked me.
Red, come on. You're a terrible bouncer.
You've got, like, one move.
Yeah, but my pop and lock killed!
In kindergarten.
Um… ouch?
No offense, but there's no way she actually wants to bounce with you.
Robin is up to something, and I'm gonna find out what.
Mm?
We need to talk!
You got something to say to me, you gotta bounce!
Ugh.
-I don't know what you're up to, but-- -Well, then let me tell you.
First, I'm gonna make sure Red has the best night ever.
Ha! I knew it! Wait, what?
Then when he says he's had
the greatest night of his pathetic little life,
that's when I swoop in and humiliate him
in front of the whole camp.
And there she is. But why?
-It's my gift to you.
Whoa, the dojo looks great!
There you are.
Uh, sorry I'm late. Ohh!
Hey, she literally just told me
she's gonna give you the best night ever just to get to me!
Wait, what?
Stella, why do you always have to make everything about you?
That's exactly what I said!
OMG. Look at us, all, like, on the same wavelength and stuff.
Yeah! Look at this! Who's ready to bounce the night away?!
Not me! I'm here to mingle, baby!
Uh, I'm not sure mingling has anything to do with toast.
Hey, you do you and I'll do me.
We're not doing any of that.
What we are gonna do is completely ruin Red's evening.
Uh, why would we do that?
Because we're his best friends.
-Huh? -Huh?
So, like, what kind of stuff do you usually do at the bounce?
Well, between you and me, I'm not exactly the best bouncer ever.
I got two left claws.
Also, thinking about bouncing in front of this many cheeple gives me the sweats.
I mean, look at this.
Wow, fascinating. I could, like, listen to that story forever.
But I'm, like, super parched.
-Um, I meant could you get us some sodas? -Ooh.
Oh, yeah. Right. I'm on it.
Uh! Stella better be so annoyed after this.
Aw, my little birdie all grown up. He looks so happy.
Not for long.
Whoopsies! Heh.
Um…
-Red! -Yah!
Looking good, my main bird!
Can I interest you in some dry toast to wash down your refreshing beverages?
Eh… no, I'm good.
Sodas are served, milady.
Uh, what's happening to your face?
I'm breaking out!
Are there gogo berries in this? What did you do?!
-Uh…
-You're glowing!
I am?
It actually looks kinda cool.
Well, look at you with the cool ideas, Mr. Idea Guy.
What? How did… Ohh!
I got the soap!
Ah, yes.
The natural enemy of the accident-prone geek.
The slippery dance floor.
Sorry, Red. This is for your own good.
-Hey! Let go of me!
You know, you are full of surprises.
Ooh… pretty!
Hey, weren't we trying to make Red's night worse?
Huh?
Um, your toast is burning.
That's Stella.
-Camp Splinterwood,
it's time for the bounce-off.
-Chuck, bounce with me! -What?!
We challenge you…
…to a bounce-off!
-Ooh… -Ooh.
What are you doing? You know I'm a terrible bouncer!
Leave my friend alone or prepare to get served.
Choice is yours.
Oh, you would like that, wouldn't you?
Challenge accepted!
Wait, what?
Uh…
-Ew, gross!
Oh! Gah! Uhh.
-Hmm!
All right!
Let's do this.
Whew. Heh.
Yaaaaah!
Uh…
Ohh ohh!
Oof! Ow. My ego.
Hmm!
Your plan's working! Red's having a terrible time! Up top!
Oh, Red. I'm sorry.
Final round, you pick the dance.
Well?
Pop and lock!
Hooray! It's over.
Robin and the bird with two left claws win.
Care to say a few words?
Uh, I just want to say
that this has been the best night of my life!
Oh no! She's gonna do it!
-Everyone listen up.
You know, I… I actually had kind of a great time.
And somehow no one's feelings got hurt.
That's new.
And, Red, for a bird with two left claws and some serious perspiration issues,
that one move killed.
A toast to the winners!
-Where's the trophy? -Robin took it.
But I wanted to say thanks. You threw me my one move.
-It was my way of apologizing. -For what?
For doubting that Robin wanted to hang with you
for any other reason than you being you.
Are you kidding?
Who wouldn't want to hang with… this?
-Ooh! I think I pulled something.