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Oh, Taylor, again with that sweatshirt?
It's the third day in a row.
You wouldn't understand.
Let me try.
It belongs to Scott.
When you were cold during a football game
he let you borrow it, which made you so happy
you can't give it back.
No.
It was a basketball game.
Taylor, good news.
I've just come up with my next genius game
that's gonna top crazy cakes day.
How cute is this taco stain?
Pretty sure that's cat barf.
Still cute.
As I was saying, it's called messy makeup madness
and you're gonna love it.
You told me I was gonna love jalapeño toothpaste day.
I did not.
I can't feel my tongue.
I can't feel my tongue!
Come on.
Messy makeup madness is going to be
our most twisted sister-game yet.
We do each other's makeup to look as crazy as possible...
Then, we go get ice cream.
Frankie, that idea stinks.
Well, I think your hoodie stinks.
Yeah, it does. It stinks like Scott.
Yeah, that's not a taco.
Dad, check out my new bird call.
Woo-wit! Woo-wit! Woo-wit!
Ah, it's like I'm standing next to a bluebird.
A bluebird?
That was a yellow-crusted warbler.
Uh... you didn't let me finish.
It's like I'm standing next to a bluebird
standing next to a yellow custard...
uh, hey, Louie's here!
Uh... how's your rap coming?
You ready to knock the socks off that talent scout?
You know it!
What talent scout?
There's a huge music contest at ghost school.
They're bringing in ghost world's biggest talent scout...
Paula abghoul! Mm.
This could launch my music career.
We all know I got the face.
Now it's time to show people I've got talent.
Mm. Future music star, right here.
I mean, after all, you are a Preston.
Did you figure out the chorus?
Not yet, but I've got the first verse down,
and I just need a beat that'll get the shorties krumping.
Mm.
Uh. Check this out. Here I go, here I go.
I say my name is Louie Preston... Witwoo! Wit-woo! Wit-woo!
What was that?
- That was the yellow - Crusted warbler.
Birds are mother nature's musicians.
I'm gonna work on my bird calls somewhere else.
Uh, Miles...
What's wrong?
Sometimes I feel like I don't fit into this family.
You two have so much in common.
What do you mean?
Hey, we said that at the same time!
Spaghetti.
Heimlich maneuver?
New York City!
You see it... uh...
Louie, give us a minute.
You got it.
I'm gonna go work on my victory speech
for when I win the big contest.
It's important to be humble.
Now eat it, losers!
Nailed it.
Miles...
You fit into this family.
Why would you say such a thing?
I'm just not like you guys.
You guys haunt, you make music.
Well, I know you're not gonna haunt,
but music's in the Preston blood.
What about taking a music class?
You know, I've always thought I had a pretty good voice.
Ah, I tell you what...
I got a buddy in ghost world who's a vocal coach.
I'll give him a call.
That's great, dad! I'll do it!
- Ha - Ha! Yeah!
Heimlich maneuver!
Hmm?
Never mind.
Mom! Something horrible's happened.
I can't find Scott's hoodie.
I'm sure it's around here somewhere.
In fact, I think I smell it.
Nope. Just Frankie's sneaker.
I'm taking you to a doctor.
Where is it? We need to find that hoodie.
- Aw, poor tay - Tay lost her stink rag.
I guess when big sister blows off their little sister,
bad things happen.
You.
Mom, Frankie took Scott's hoodie.
All because I didn't do messy makeup madness with her.
Where is it?
I didn't take it.
You have to search her room.
Be my guest.
I have nothing to hide.
Mine, mine, mine.
Except for that stuff.
I would have asked for permission, but...
It's just not who I am.
I've been looking all over for this.
Taylor, you borrowed that from me.
Let's focus on what's important.
Like that footlocker.
I bet that's where she's hiding it.
- Frankie, is it in there? - No!
Then open it up and show us.
Get a warrant.
Well, if you don't open it up,
you're gonna miss out on the big surprise I have for you.
Don't tell me you started tap dancing again.
Hmm, I don't know. You tell me.
Ah. But that's not the surprise.
I was going to give you girls tickets
to opening day of the state fair,
but if you don't open up this footlocker,
Taylor gets both tickets.
What?
But that's my favorite event of the year.
Deep-fried food and a bouncy castle where there are no rules!
If you wanna go, open up this locker now.
My privacy isn't for sale.
Frankie, you've taken other items of your sister's.
You refuse to do what I ask.
You leave me no choice.
The tickets go to Taylor.
Yes! I'm going to invite Scott.
Maybe now you'll think twice before you take things
that don't belong to you.
- This is an outrage. - Hey!
This is my pelican brooch! And my passport!
All right, everybody out.
Word.
- Ha! - Hey, Miles...
Why you all smiles?
Wow, I can't not rhyme.
My voice lesson went great.
Apparently, I'm a natural-born singer.
Just ask dad. I was blown away.
He was hitting notes I never heard before.
No question you fit into this family, son.
We are three handsome, musical cats!
Ha-ha!
You know...
I've been working on my rap.
It's great, but it feels like it's missing something.
Look at us, talking about music.
- Uh - Huh.
I was thinking I could maybe use
a backup singer to lay down a little melody.
You want me to sing with you?
I want you to sing behind me.
If you're as good as dad says,
it could be what puts me over the top.
Wow, Louie, I'd love to!
We should get cool rap outfits.
Consider it done.
I didn't mean aluminum wrap.
Yeah, I got it.
You can't snap us out, can you?
Nope.
Come on.
Meadow, I'm so excited about the state fair.
I hope Scott and I win the blue ribbon for cutest couple.
What?
Well, it shouldn't only be for pigs.
I'm glad I'm not going with my little thief of a sister.
I can't believe she stole...
Scott's hoodie.
I gotta go.
I had it this whole time?
Taylor!
There you are.
Mm, I'm so sorry about Frankie and the hoodie.
I gave her one more chance to be honest with me.
She wouldn't fess up.
So disappointing.
You know what, mom?
About the hoodie...
What are those? Oh...
These are your state fair tickets.
I hope you and Scott have a wonderful time.
Now what were you saying?
Just that... I forgot if you wanted me to bring you
a chocolate-covered banana and a deep-fried pickle,
or a chocolate-covered pickle and a deep-fried banana.
Oh, honey, you know I love them all.
I'm being clear, right?
- You want all four? - Good girl.
Miles! My big performance is tonight,
and we still haven't rehearsed.
Sorry... I was out getting these babies made.
Here's yours.
The fabulous Preston boys? - Mm-hmm.
You didn't wear that in public, did you?
Never mind.
Here's your part. Let's focus.
We've got a contest to win.
I'll cue you when it's your time to sing.
Hey, son. Problem?
Oh, I got a problem. A big problem!
You told me Miles was a great singer.
I didn't say "great."
I was very careful with my wording.
He's a train wreck, dad.
Why would you tell him he could sing?
Look, sometimes being a father means having to encourage
rather than telling the truth.
Like you when you're haunting.
- What does that mean? - Nothing.
Uh, the point is...
Miles was feeling excluded from the family.
So I exaggerated his singing talents.
He tried real hard.
And you know what? He wasn't that bad.
I asked him to perform with me tonight.
Why? He's terrible!
I know!
Is the cat sick?
No, that was just me singing.
Wow.
Come in here. I need your help.
Look what I found.
Scott's missing hoodie. Where was it?
It was in my backpack the whole time.
I would say I'm surprised, but we've talked about
your backpack organization.
Frankly, it's appalling.
Miles!
I accused Frankie of stealing it.
If mom finds out, she'll take away my fair tickets.
You have to tell Michelle the truth.
Thanks, Miles. That's great advice...
That I'm not going to use.
Why'd you ask for my advice if you're not even gonna use it?
I need you to tell me that what I'm doing
doesn't make me a bad person.
I can't do that.
Then I think we're done here.
Uh, just a minute!
Mom's making me return the stuff she says I...
Stole from you.
Sounds great. Thank you!
Say, by chance, have you found Scott's hoodie?
No. You took it, remember?
Yes, I remember your baseless accusation.
You know, since mom searched my room for the hoodie,
it's only fair for her to search yours.
Search away.
I don't have a problem with it.
No.
But you will soon.
Mother!
Uh, where can I hide this?
Oh!
This can't be good.
So...
How'd Miles take it when you told him he couldn't sing?
I thought you were gonna tell him.
You're the one that asked him to sing with you.
You're the one who told him he had a great voice.
I never said he was great.
I got a big surprise!
The three of us bonding over music has been so amazing
that I wrote a song about it.
As you notice, I wasn't stingy with the words...
"Brother," "dad,"
and "love."
Anything wrong?
- No! - All good.
Well, show is in an hour. Let's do this.
Looks like we're having some mic issues.
Uh, about that. Listen...
There's something I should have told you earlier.
What is it, my musical mentor?
I love you? Okay, bye.
You can't stay in the portal forever!
Yes, I can!
You know what? Forget these microphones.
The best singers today are using these babies.
The latest in sound technology.
Helmet microphones.
Whoa, this is weird.
Where's the microphone?
Trust me. It's in there.
Okay, now sing a little.
Okay, how'd that sound?
Like victory.
Oh, my hair.
Oh, hello.
I didn't hear you come in.
Frankie pointed out that since I searched her room
for the hoodie, I should search yours, too.
Just a formality.
Go ahead. I've got nothing to hide.
Mom, why don't you check this middle drawer?
I think you'll find something very interesting.
Hmm.
No hoodie... oh, what's this?
Plan a surprise party for mom
for being so awesome?
Tay!
Shoot. So much for the surprise.
What's that on your ear?
A little cream, perhaps?
It's my new shampoo.
Dairy delight.
Interesting.
If you'll excuse me...
Mom, quick. We need to go check
under Frankie's bed. Now.
Okay, but this dairy delight, is it for problem hair?
Now, mom!
It's this dry weather. It gives me split ends.
Later, mom. Look under the bed.
Okay, fine.
No, nothing. Oh, wait...
Jackpot!
I knew it.
My maracas!
I haven't been able to get my groove on in months.
I bet I'm rusty.
Nope.
That's impossible. Let me check.
Check all you want. You're not gonna find it.
What've you done?
You know, mom, when I lose something,
it's always in the last place you check.
I wonder if that last place is Taylor's backpack.
Fine, but this is it.
Then I want that shampoo.
Almost showtime, son.
Are you sure this is gonna work with you and Miles?
As long as he wears the helmet
no one will know he can't sing.
I hope so.
I really don't want to see him get his feelings hurt.
They're not hurt.
Allergies.
Ow!
Here it is. I'll get it for you, mom.
That's okay. I think we've wasted enough
of your time. Okay, that's enough.
Never had a lesson.
Taylor. - Mom, if you just let me...
I can't believe you accused Frankie of taking the hoodie
when it was in your backpack the whole time.
We owe you an apology.
That's a start.
Buying me a pet falcon would be a nice finish.
You deserve nothing.
Frankie put the hoodie in my backpack and framed me.
- How would you know that? - 'Cause I tried to frame her.
You did what?
I... I found the hoodie in my backpack
and knew if I told you the truth you'd give Frankie the tickets.
Wow, Taylor. That is not like you.
How'd you even know I put the hoodie under your bed?
I have this whole house wired with video surveillance.
Wow, Frankie, that is... exactly like you.
But still, since you were wrongfully accused,
you deserve to go to the fair.
Tickets.
Thank you, mother.
Sweet, sweet justice.
By the way, where did we land on the pet falcon?
Never gonna happen.
Hey, bro, we're next.
Time to put on your helmet microphone.
Yeah, I'm not gonna be needing it.
Trust me. You need it.
I'm not performing.
I know I can't sing. I heard you and dad talking.
You're better off without me.
I'm sorry, son.
I only told you you were good because...
I wanted to protect you.
I get it, dad.
It's the same thing you do with Louie and his haunting.
What does that mean?
Nothing.
Look, I'm not a good singer,
and I don't want to blow this shot for you.
So, go out there and win on your own.
Right. On my own.
Next up, we have Louie Preston!
Boy, this place is pretty packed.
I've never performed to an audience this big.
Ah! I can't go out there!
Dad, you're a performer.
Tell him how to get over stage fright.
I'd like to, but the truth is...
I've never had it.
Louie, just ignore the crowd.
Louie! Louie! Louie!
Not working, pops!
Come on.
This is something you really want.
I don't think I can.
Well I do.
- Miles, what are you doing? - Come on.
- No. - Just follow my lead.
See? It's not so bad.
Yeah, it kinda is.
Go ahead. Start your rap.
No, thank you.
Okay. Just follow my lead.
Woo-wit! Woo-wit! Woo-wit!
A-woo-wit! Woo-wit! Woo-wit!
You got this, brother.
What up, ghost world?
How y'all doin' tonight?
Woo-wit! Woo-wit! Woo-wit!
That was a great thing you just did there.
- Thanks, pop. - You know...
We may all have different talents and interests...
But you are a huge piece of this family.
Son, you're the glue that holds us together.
I never thought of it like that.
You know what, Miles?
I been practicing some of those cool bird calls.
Oh! - Ha-ha-ha!
Check me out!
Brgack! Gack! Gack! Gack! Gack!
B'gack! B'gack! B'gock!
Brgack! Gack! Gah! Brgack! Ack! Ack!
- Hey, Frankie. - What?
Happy messy makeup madness day!
Blah!
No way. We're doing it?
Yeah, we are.
I'm really sorry for framing you.
I just wanted to go to the state fair with Scott.
You can have the tickets.
Just give me five minutes to put my face on.
Are you serious? I can have the tickets?
You're the best sister ever.
So are you.
Did you just take my watch?
Yes. Yes, I did.