03x10 - Mabel's Dream Date

[bunniefuu]

♪ They're Disney Chibis
with their own TV show ♪

♪ Together for the better
or the worse ♪

♪ We mashed up every story
in our laboratory ♪

♪ Smash cut
to the Chibiverse ♪

♪ They're Disney Chibis
with their own TV show ♪

♪ A monumental
cartoon science fuzz ♪

-Does it all make sense?
-Who cares?

♪ Disney presents ♪

♪ Chibi, Chibi, Chibi, Chibi
Chibi, Chibi, Chibiverse ♪

-[♪ dance music plays]
-[Scientist] Ah, looks like

it's officially dance season
in the Chibiverse.

Here's a classic zombie
block party dance-off.

Huh. A particularly emotional
daddy-daughter dance.

We just grow up so fast.

Oh, it's finally time
for the Chibi Hawkins Dance,

and I hypothesize
that Mabel Pines

won't rest until
she finds her dream date.

I won't rest until
I find my dream date.

I've collected
all the most eligible

but age-appropriate bachelors
in the Chibiverse.

Grunkle Stan, will you help me
pick the perfect date?

Fine, but only because
the Chibi court ordered me

to finally participate
in this crossover,

or I have to spend all day
shaving Soos.

Be gentle.

[shudders]

I'm gonna need you to be
a bit more enthusiastic

about my romantic schemes.

Unless you want me
to call the judge.

Let's find you
that dream date.

Where were you the night
of the Chibi train robbery?

Ha! Just kidding, Scott.

Thanks for coming in.

So tell me, what's your idea
of the perfect date?

Well, I pick you up...

[Mabel] Yeah?

...and then take you
to the beach.

[Mabel] Uh-huh.

[Scott] Where we go for
a long walk...

[Mabel] Keep talking.

...to the corn dog cart

so you can see how many
corn dogs I can snarf in 20 minutes.

[Mabel] And you ruined it.

Next!

Meowza-wowza, Remy,
a private limo?

Mabel could be into this!

Your arm's got an appointment
with my shoulder.

This bodyguard's
gonna be a problem.

Next!

Sorry, guys, I've already been kicked out
of a petting zoo once

for trying to kiss a duck.

Not making that mistake again.
Next.

Too bad. Too good.
Too shirtless.

Not shirtless enough.

Billy Dilley? How did you even
get in here?

-You're not on my list.
-[laughs]

Too short. Too long.
Too pointy. Too square.

Too toothy. Too unlucky.
Too fishy.

My doctor says I'm allergic
to dating peanuts, so...

Next!

There is no next.

You officially
ran out of Chibis,

which means, oh, boy,
the things I must do.

Well, if I can't
find my dream date,

there's only
one thing to do.

Make one!

[gasps]
How did you get into my lab?

But I do happen to have
a spare robot bod

I could program for you.

Do you have any criteria
for your, uh, dreambot?

Do I?

♪ Make him the dreamiest tween
I've ever seen ♪

♪ With eyes so blue
No brown, I mean green ♪

♪ A vampire prince
or a guy with a car ♪

♪ Remembers to floss
does lacrosse, plays guitar ♪

♪ Muscular calves ♪

♪ And peach fuzz
stache stubble ♪

♪ A good boy who causes
a little bit of trouble ♪

♪ You getting this down? ♪

♪ Please don't
make me restate ♪

♪ My criteria for
the perfect dream date ♪

-All right. Are we done?
-No!

♪ A boy from my fan fiction
Get every word ♪

♪ An emo goth jock class clown
slacker slash nerd ♪

♪ He's nice to his mom ♪

♪ And he has a great laugh ♪

♪ With beautiful eyelashes
like a giraffe ♪

No liquids around
the sensitive electronics!

[Mabel] ♪ Perfect bedhead
Makes his own bread ♪

♪ Never leaves me on read ♪

♪ I wish I was dead ♪

[Mabel]
♪ I can't wait to hold hands ♪

♪ We'll interdigitate ♪

♪ As soon as you make ♪

-♪ Your perfect dream date ♪
-♪ My perfect dream date ♪

Hey, Mabel, I hope you don't
find this too forward,

but can we hold hands?

Gyro, he's a dream!

For now.

But I legally have to warn you

that all my inventions turn evil.

So it's very important

that you deactivate him
by 9:00 p.m., young lady.

Not a second later.

Do you hear me?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Setup, setup, setup.

Come on, Dreambot.

We've got some beautiful
memories to make.

[party chatter]

Mabel, you beautiful soul,

can I be vulnerable
with my feelings for a second?

[coughing]

Mmm.

I know I'm just an incredibly
attractive robot boy

with a booty that don't quit,

it was created
in a lab this afternoon,

but I feel like
I've known you...

forever.

Knees... weak. Going down!

Whoa!

[screaming]

Wow.

[sighs] I can't believe
I have to turn you off soon.

I understand it must be done.

But before you do,

could you bestow upon me
a single kiss

from your perfect lips?

I mean, how can I say no to that?

I can't!

Mmm.

No smooching!

I'm evil now.

[screaming]

Not our beautiful
handcrafted bunting.

Dance season is ruined.

My corn dog!

Why?

[all screaming]

Argh! Repressing my feelings
makes me angry!

And I'm making that
everyone's problem.

Is this what heartbreak feels like?

Oh, boy.

Well, I have to stop
this nightmarebot.

[sighs] But how do I destroy
such a beautiful face

with such swoopy hair?

No, I meant literally

how am I supposed to
destroy him?

Wait!

That flashback is giving me
another flashback.

No liquids around
the sensitive electronics!

That's it!

[whistles]

[squealing]

Come, Waddles! Yah!

[oinking]

Aah!

I'm so sorry,
my formerly sweet prince...

Unless this was
all a misunderstanding

and you want to
smooch again.

Never!

It was worth a shot.

Boy howdy, have I learned
a lesson tonight!

Sure, it took
the destruction of the dance

and the robot boy I created,

but I see now

that there's no such thing
as a dream date.

Dreams are for sleeping,
not real life.

Turns out I was sleeping
on some really great dates.

From now on, I'm going to
embrace imperfection

and accept everyone
for who they are.

[all cheering]

Billy Dilley,
you want to dance with me?

Okay.

-[squelching]
-Ew!

Sweaty palms. Nope.

[screaming]

♪ Chibiverse! ♪

[theme music playing]