Don't you get it, Mother?
I know you want me to be a ballerina,
but my heart belongs to hip-hop.
Are you disappointed?
No, I'm proud of you.
All that hipping and hopping was breathtaking.
- Oh, Mother! - Oh, Mariah!
And that is the masterpiece From Pointe to Poppin'.
Talk about an emotional roller coaster… Whoa!
Sprig. You all right, buddy? What the heck is going on out there?
Come on, Bessie. Come on.
Almost there.
Oh, dang it! The ding-dang reins snapped.
We gotta get these reins fixed or we can't control Bessie.
Don't worry. There's a town right down the road.
See? Ribbitvale.
Ribbitvale?
The most expensive town in all Amphibia?
- No way! - Looks like we don't have a choice, HP.
You're right.
But when we get there, don't get sucked in by the fancy.
Guys, look!
So shiny.
So sparkly.
Hey. Hey. I said look away from the fancy.
It's like nothing I've ever seen before.
A ten-tier fountain.
A solid-gold snail carriage.
There's even a One-Eyed Wally. Wait. What?
One-Eyed Wally?
You didn't tell me you were leaving the valley.
- Oh, um… - Walliam, you know these
- pungent common folk, do you? - Uh…
Yes, Father. I met them on my business travels.
These must be your servants from Wartwood, then.
- Servants? - Yes. That's right, Father.
These are my servants.
And this must be some kind of exotic beast you tamed.
Though I sooner would have had it stuffed.
Anyhow, I am Wigbert Ribbiton.
Ribbiton?
As in Ribbiton's Ribbons?
The finest web crusty floss in all of Amphibia?
That's us. And when I retire,
Walliam here will be head of the Ribbiton family empire.
- Right, Walliam? - Right, Father.
Can't wait for that!
Hello. Looks like someone needs repairs.
My mechanics will make her
- right as rain in no time. - Hup, hup, hup.
Oh, mighty kind of you.
You'll be joining us back at the mansion?
- Mansion? - Oh, no! They couldn't…
Oh, yes, we could!
Here we are.
Some of my prizewinning birds.
Ever seen a frog torn in half by a peacock?
Grizzly stuff.
It's, uh, one of our smaller rooms but please enjoy.
What the heck, Wally?
This place is magnificent.
What happened to "Look away from the fancy"?
It don't count if you don't have to pay for it.
- Hey, let's go explore. - Okay!
So, Walliam, what's going on here?
I thought you were a fun-loving tramp, not some rich boy.
The truth is, I live like a bum in Wartwood
because, well, it's what I love.
This life may look nice, but there's so many rules.
And if my family knew the real me, well, they'd disown me for sure.
Just be honest with them.
Tell them the truth and I know they'll support you.
Just like my favorite movie, From Pointe to Poppin'.
It's just too risky, Anne.
I have to hide these around the house or I'd lose my mind.
You told me not to care what people think about you.
This is different. This is my family we're talking about.
You should be honest with them. I mean, what do you have to lose?
Come with me and I'll show you.
- Meant to do that. - Yeah. Of course.
Welp, we're lost. Probably gonna be stuck here forever.
I know! Let's open some doors at random. One of them's gotta be an exit.
Sorry, we're just… Carry on.
Hi-ya!
So much of my past is here.
It would break my heart to leave it all behind.
Meet Fiddle Leaf.
I've been riding her since I was a wee tadpole.
Aww.
Ugh. If you're not gonna tell them, what are you gonna do?
Maybe if they could see how happy I was living in Wartwood,
they'd understand and accept me for who I am!
Who am I kidding?
Well, I better go get ready for dinner.
Right. Dinner.
Hey, where you guys been?
- Around. - Rich people are messed up.
Dude, I've just spent the last hour talking with Wally
about how miserable he is.
Tonight, I'm gonna help him come clean.
Oof. Are you sure meddling is a good idea?
It's not meddling.
It's the right thing to do because it happened in a movie.
- And movies are never wrong. - Okay.
A toast to Walliam's valet.
Great segue. To thank you Ribbitons for your hospitality,
I have prepared a special presentation.
It talks. Oh, capital.
Gonna ignore that.
Now, please enjoy this video of Wally's life in Wartwood.
Edited by me.
Wait. What?
D Oh, I'm a vagrant with a heart of gold d.
Oops!
- Wally! - What can I say?
I sleep better with company.
D La-la-la d.
Gotta go. Ha-ha!
Oy, oy, oy!
Cue emotional acceptance.
Walliam!
That is how you've been acting outside of Ribbitvale?
Unacceptable.
You have brought shame on to the house of Ribbiton.
Worse. You've been lying to us!
I… I only lied because I didn't think you'd accept the real me.
Well, you weren't wrong.
We do not accept this.
You are henceforth forbidden to leave this town.
Then you leave me no choice!
- What does that mean? - Family challenge.
Come on, Anne. You've been here long enough.
If my family won't accept me for who I truly am,
then I don't want to be a Ribbiton anymore!
I challenge you to a winner-takes-all duel!
Very well.
One-on-one Beast Polo. You win, you can leave Ribbitvale
and live however you like.
You lose, you take over the family business
and stay in Ribbitvale forever.
I accept!
Ooh. Kind of went off script there.
- Why did you do that? - You told me this is what you wanted.
You said, "I wish I could see me in Wartwood."
But I didn't actually mean it!
Look, I just wanted to help you be proud of who you are.
A poppin' lockin', fresh, don't stoppin', hip-hop B-girl.
- A what? - Never mind.
What can I do to fix this?
You know what, Anne, you've done enough already.
I've gotta face the music on my own.
Hi-ho, Crumpet the Frog here,
and welcome to the official Ribbiton family challenge.
A ribbiting game of Beast Polo.
See what I did there? Ribbiting, riveting?
- Because we're frogs? - Well, this guy's quite the character.
Okay. Here comes the ball now.
I don't see any…
Yeesh! And now the players will pick their beasts.
I choose Andromeda.
And I choose Fiddle Leaf.
Not so fast.
Fiddle Leaf is a Ribbiton family beast.
Since you no longer wish to be a Ribbiton, you can't ride any of them.
Then what am I supposed to ride?
I'll be your beast.
- Anne? - Look.
If you're gonna go down, you might as well go down fighting.
Plus, I got you into this. At least let me try to get you out.
All right. You know how to do this?
No, but I'll figure it out.
- Here. Put this bit in your mouth. - Not happening, bud.
Okay, fellas.
Let's keep this game cool and friendly-like.
Three, two, one.
Hi-yah!
Sir Ribbiton has scored the first goal.
Turns out Dad's still got it.
- We may be in trouble. - Well, then come on!
Let's step up our game and demolish this old man!
Steady. He's still my dad.
Sorry, I'm just so competitive!
- Ready? - Ready.
That beast may be small, but it sure is agile.
A goal for Walliam!
All right, folks. This is it.
Next goal wins!
- Oh, no! - Hi-yah!
- Ah! He missed! - Second wind!
Come on, Anne. We're so close!
- He's too fast! We'll never make it! - That's what you think!
Wally, how long has that been there?
A season at least.
Goal!
Walliam wins!
Oh, they won!
We did it!
I can finally be myself.
Can't be yourself without your signature hat.
Ow.
Well, son, I concede defeat.
I suppose this means goodbye forever.
I don't want to leave forever.
I just want to be able to be me, wherever I am.
- You mean you still want to be a Ribbiton? - Of course, I do.
But you have to accept me for who I am.
Both Walliam and Wally!
I suppose we can do that.
Accordion, eh?
You know, I used to love playing the jug, but I gave it up a long, long time ago.
All right. You got me.
You've been holding out on me.
Aw, isn't this great? I just love happy endings.
What do you say? How about a song?
Always works for me.
I don't see why not.
Thanks, Anne, for everything.
- Well, not everything. - Don't mention it.
Hit it, Pops!
New town! New town! New town!
- Food! - Shops.
This place is so cool!
- What should we do first? - Let's see.
Nothing. All we can afford is window-shopping, kids.
Man, it's hot.
Better.
Great. Sometimes I forget about the whole "I'm a freak in this world" thing.
Whoa, whoa! Don't cry. I'm not a monster.
I'm just weird. See?
Ta-da.
Mommy, Mommy. Give that freak money.
It was a lovely performance. Here.
Do it again! Do it again!
Milk it!
Amazing!
- Incredible! - Take my money!
This is so much better than that creepy, old oddities museum.
Oddities museum?
What the heck is an oddity in Amphibia? Am I right?
Stick to physical comedy. Got it.
Wow, Anne. You made a bucket of money. Literally.
Woo-hoo! Now, how are we gonna spend all of this cash?
Ooh.
That oddity place is still open. How about it?
Well, you made the money.
But only if you keep your hood up.
I don't like you drawing so much attention to yourself.
Deal. Let's do it.
Uh, I think this place is closed.
So, let's leave and never come back.
Are you kidding? Come on!
Guys, it's all fake.
They're trying to scare you.
Whoa! Look at this hot mess.
- It's actually pretty lifelike. - Yeah, it even smells real.
Hands off the merchandise!
The ol' "mistaken for a grotesque, lifeless being."
Works every time.
Welcome to my Museum of Oddities!
I go by many names, but you can call me…
"The Curator."
Little on the nose but okay.
If you chuck some cash into this here sack,
I'll give you a tour of the greatest museum
these parts have to offer.
Hmm. What's the matter, honey? Face too ugly for public? Ha!
Wouldn't you like to know.
Oh, a mystery. I love it!
But enough chitchat. Walk with me.
I've traveled all over Amphibia,
collecting its most rare and frightening creatures.
Like the two-headed love dove. There's…
I don't know, probably some kind of marriage allegory in there.
Oh, and over here, the bugball-playing praying mantis.
Airbug. There's nothing in the rule book that says a mantis can't play bugball.
I got the weirdest stuff right here!
Feel free to look around!
But keep in mind, breathing in the dust will be extra!
Its eyes! They're watching me!
- Well, I've had enough. - Yep, me too.
This place is freaking us out. We're gonna wait outside.
Okay, cool. See you guys later.
Oh, my gosh.
Is that an old Skipman?
My parents had one of these.
How did they get here?
Hey, Curator. How much is this Skip…?
Ah! The Skipman.
It can be yours for a million coppers!
Oh, come on, man.
I can't afford that.
Okay, fine.
How about we trade for it, then?
Got anything rare or vomit-inducing I could display in exchange?
As a matter of fact, I do.
Sweet tadpole Mary!
That's right. I'm the ultimate oddity, baby.
I'll make you a deal.
I'll be your special attraction for one day only.
Say no more, kid.
One day of you in exchange for the Skip thing and everything I know.
You got a deal!
Seriously? This is huge. You won't be disappointed, dude.
I've already got some pretty elaborate plans for your exhibit.
Come back tonight after closing time and we can discuss.
Elaborate, huh?
I like the sound of that. See you later.
Looks like we just hit pay dirt, Frog Soos.
Mr. Ponds, do you ever get the feeling that we exist simultaneously
in multiple parallel universes?
Completely unaware of the others' very existence?
You've been licking yourself again, Frog Soos?
Caught me again, Mr. Ponds.
You won't believe what I found in there.
A Skipman!
Uh…
Trust me. It's big. That curator guy's gonna give it to me.
All I have to do is be the museum's main attraction for a day.
- No! - Are you crazy?
Anne, you cannot, by any means, do this.
But this is the first time I've found something from my world.
It could explain so much.
I understand that, Anne.
But that curator guy is…
Well, just look at him.
Tell you what, let's sleep on it, come back in the morning
and see if we can get some answers, okay?
Okay, you're right. I can wait.
Until you fall asleep.
Curator! Yo. Curator.
Oh, there you are. That's not creepy at all.
Welcome, welcome!
So glad my little star is here.
And every star needs a stage!
Whoa! Fancy. So, about that Skipman…
Bup, bup, bup. All in good time, kid.
You'll get what's coming to you.
Liking the sound of that.
Say, why don't you stand up there?
Soak it all in.
Whoa, is this my mark? Should I hit it? I'm gonna hit it. Wha-bap!
That's the stuff. Now, since you're my main attraction,
I'm gonna let you in on this museum's biggest secret.
You see, truth is, nothing's fake.
Everything here is real.
Real and frozen in wax.
Just like you!
- Uh, yup. Yep. This all tracks. - I mean, it's crazy how easy that was.
Honestly, I thought I was being way too obvious about it.
Oh, I can't believe this. I'm so stupid.
Hey, hey. Don't talk about yourself like that.
You're probably a very bright young lady who's just having a bad day.
Oh, thanks. That's a really nice thing to say.
Hey. It's what I'm here for.
So, as you probably guessed, you're not the main attraction tomorrow.
You'll be here forever!
Dang it, boy! Wait.
Kids, where's Anne?
Oh, no. She went back to the museum! We got to save her!
Back to the museum?
At night? I'll stay here and hold down the fort.
Oh, no, you don't. Come on.
Stop staring at me!
Um, then it hits me.
Artifacts. You can charge people when they break 'em.
Win-win!
- So boring. - And Newtopia's got a ton of 'em.
That's where I got that, uh, Skip guy you wanted.
Newtopia. Of course.
Say, you want some of this canned meat? It's edible!
That's what I get for going with a cheap machine. Ungh!
Okay, boy. Here's the plan.
First, I'll go in with a distraction.
- Then you come in behind… - I think I got it!
Now we're cooking with gas or whatever it is we frogs use.
There's no time! Come on!
Who are you? A cop?
I ain't going back to frog prison!
- Oh, no. - Just a couple of common frogs.
Oh, I can stick 'em in the same mold.
Call 'em the Two-headed Frog of Froglantis.
It's genius!
Guys, get out of here!
Save yourselves!
I knew it!
Enjoy being mush, you wax demon.
This is worse.
Looks like the end of the line for you two.
What the…?
No! My beautiful creations!
Kids, melt the rest of them. Quick!
Wish me luck.
Stay back, you filthy animals!
You'll never catch me!
You definitely caught me!
Wait, wait!
Hear me out! I'll cut you all in on the profits.
Ten percent! Okay, 11 percent!
11.5 percent!
- I'm not going to 12. - So, you might as well…
Calm down, everyone. It's just wax.
Anne. Anne.
Out of the way, kids!
She's frozen!
Take her to go!
I'll never get that Skipman now.
You mean, this Skipman?
No way.
Dude, you're the best! Thank you. Thank you. Thank you!
Oh, and the Curator said he got this from Newtopia!
Which means we're on the right track!
Know what else is on the right track?
You keeping a low profile and not jumping into things without us!
I'm tired of facing my fears, Anne!
I know. I know. I shouldn't have gone off on my own.
It was reckless. And besides, we work better as a team.
Hmm. Well, the important thing is, we're all okay.
Except for that curator. He's dead.
Mm-hm.
- Onward family. To Newtopia! - Hey. Wanna see something cool?
Did you know that this thing has a laser?
Wha-bam!