Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Kipo grunting]

Me and my friends are a pack. We'll find my people before he does.

Remember when we saw the real Aries the first night we met?

I'm sorry, I didn't realize

And, finally, pack rule number four: Follow your alpha.

They just look at stars and talk about math all day.

Ooh, yes! Beep-boop. I'm starving.

so maybe you could tell us your real name.

-Let knowledge be our prey! -[coughs] Nerds.

There's no time. I won't put my friends at risk.

and doesn't need eyes because what she can see is the future.

♪ Stars made of light and gas ♪

I see. And what exactly is your pack doing on our turf?

No, we stick to the plan. We wait until they're asleep.

perhaps they'll be invited to our dessert hunt at moonrise.

See if you can spot your people?

you will find friends here.

until Scarlemagne showed us what we have in common: fear.

She's trapped. What do we do?

-♪ Mos def ♪ -♪ You know what? ♪

They're trespassers. And what do we do with trespassers?

And for the robot, soup du oil.

You were right about these wolves. They're not our friends.

The poisonous staff and, uh, the dead wolf on your back

[Benson] So hungry.

Alpha says do whatever you want.

Guys, we should get to that telescope before these hairy geeks wake up.

If your pack has been drawn together by a passion for science,

And... our alpha is you?

I hope we didn't miss the rap.

might send the wrong message. Heh.

Hey, Jolene. We got this. Easy peasy.

This is Jolene. Don't expect her to say much.

Guys? Pack formation.

Do you even have a plan?

Lil' Dip! What's happenin', Big Dipper?