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[The episode begins with Emmiline snoring and meowing] Gus: Wake up, Emmy. Emmilie: [wakes up] Meow? Gus: We're moving today! Emmiline: [quizzically] Meow? Gus: That's right! We're leaving home. We're going to become peasants! [puts on a hat and fake beard] Emmiline: Meow. Gus: [takes away Emmiline's bowl] No more food. [gives Emmiline a plate with clams on it] Sorry, Emmy. Peasants only eat mashed-up clam shells. [Gus puts salt in the shells, and Emmiline starts crying] April Fools! [takes off the outfit and puts Emmiline's food bowl back onto the floor] There ya go, pal. Emmiline: Meow. [eats] Gus: [goes into the kitchen] Whew, I'm thirsty! [takes a big glass of lemonade out of the fridge] [deep male voice] This is an extreme thirst! [sets the lemonade down on the floor] [Bubble transition to him putting all the lemonade into a lot of small glasses with umbrellas] Gus: [normal voice] Whew, I'm exhausted. I sure can't wait to drink all these drinks! April Fools! [holds up a mirror] To

[The episode starts with Boschward leaving her house on a bicycle while she hums a tune.] Boscha: There's my hat... and there's that, and here we go. [starts riding his bicycle to work and passes a tall piece of stalk with a treehouse on top of it with GusBob and Huntrick in it] Gus and Hunter: [giggling] Gus: Wey, wook. It's Woschward! Boscha: What? Gus and Hunter: [laughs] Gus: Woschward's woing to work. Gus and Hunter: [laughs] Boscha: [growls] Hunter: Where does she work? Wat the Wowl Wouse? Gus and Hunter: [laughs] Boscha: What's that supposed to be? Some kind of stupid secret code? Gus: We can't tell you, 'cause you're not a member of the club. Boscha: Oh, yeah? What does it take to be a member, besides being a moron? [laughs] Moron... [laughs again] as a requirement. [laughs again] Gus: Sorry, Boschward, but you couldn't get in even if you tried! Boscha: Huh? Well, I'll have you know that I am a member of over 20 different exclusive clubs all across the sea bottom! Hunter:

Odalia: My birthday. Boy... Ah. Oh. I can't even say it to myself. Forty-f... Forty-f... Oh. Maybe I'll sleep through this one. Edric: Mom! Are you up yet? Emira: We may or may not have a surprise for you. Amity: We're coming in! Put your boobs away. Edric: Excuse me, young lady, we're looking for our mother, to serve her breakfast in bed on her birthday. Amity: Yeah, we don't mean to bother you. You're obviously in the middle of a photo shoot, 'cause you're a youthful supermodel. Emira: Guys, this is Mom. Amity: What?! Edric: Oh! Happy birthday, Mom! Amity: Happy toast, eggs and orange juice, pretty mom! Odalia: Thank you, kids. It's lovely. The best part of my birthday is my babies bringing me breakfast in bed every year. Emira: Ah-ah-ah, not so fast. There might be more this year. Odalia: Oh. Alador: Okay, "add a drop of witch hazel to the egg whites for even tighter, smoother skin." Don't have witch hazel, but how about vinegar? Same