#tree house comix inc

[freedrats-sewerman]

i love that Mr Krupp is canonically jewish in the books.

[knizuu]

I know you go to Dogman. Dogman is admittedly after my time in Dav Pilkey's target audience, but I was curious:

Is Dogman (in universe) another spin off comic of George and Harold's (like Super Diaper Baby was, if I recall correctly) or is it totally removed from the Captain Underpants circle?

As for as I know, it’s connected to SDB because-well it ties the plot and on the other side-Captain Underpants is Harold and George’s story-Those two made the Dog Man books in universe :D though idk why George and Harold weren’t mentioned in the books recently BUT in the movie the Tree House Comix Inc is so :] hoping? Im pretty sure it is though!

[weirdwhovian4lyfe]

He likes to read their comics :)

[smg4andbeetlejuicefanatic]

Captain Underpants Swappants AU

I’ve made a post about this before but I’m doing it again because I can. I’d draw these if it didn’t take me hours to do one doodle. ;v;

Anyway, here we go.

Main Character Swaps:

Mr. Krupp and Jasper Krupp: Jasper would be the grumpy principal and Benny would be the cheerful brother. Kipper would in turn be Benny’s son instead of Jasper’s, and he and his buddies would be nice children instead of bullies. This also means that Jasper would be turned into Captain Underpants instead of Benny.

George and Melvin: This would make George the nerdy know-it-all with the bow tie and glasses, and Melvin one of the two prankster children that Principal Jasper despises. And Melvin doesn’t wear glasses and wears a necktie.

Harold and Heidi: This makes Heidi the second of the two prankster kids that Principal Jasper despises, and Melvin’s bff; and them the creators of Tree House Comix Inc. and Harold the shy little brother.

Side Character Swaps:

Jessica and Erica: Instead of being a bossy brat in lipstick, Jessica would be an all-knowing ninja tomboy and instead of being an all-knowing ninja tomboy, Erica would be a bossy brat in lipstick.

Bo and Gooch: These two and Heidi and Harold are the only ones that swap ages. This makes Gooch a big child with hair over his face and Bo a smaller child with glasses and a polo.

Stanley and Dressy: These two sound like an odd pair to swap, but I think they’re neat. Dressy would live on a farm and she and her family would be all sweaty all the time and Stanley would be a hippy that sings every other word in his sentences.

Sophie One and Other Sophie: This one’s kind of a weird one too since not much changes but Sophie One would have glasses and be the one who’s treated badly and Other Sophie would be the one treated nicely, or at least semi-nicely, and she wouldn’t have glasses.

Other Character Swaps:

Mr. Ree and Lavatore Ree: This one’s pretty clear. Lavatore becomes the depressed-sounding janitor of the school/Splotch and Mr. Ree becomes a paintball major/Camoflush, who plays fast and loose; while Lavatore keeps it high and tight.

Mr. Meaner and Misty Meaner: Just like Mr. Ree and his brother, Mr. Meaner and his sister would swap and make her the gym teacher and him...whatever she does in the canon universe.

Melvinborg and Future!George: Instead of Melvin’s future self traveling back in time, it would be George’s future self traveling back in time; and he would be a cyborg while Melvin’s future self would be a nice normal person.

Ms. Anthrope and Ms. Ribble: Another odd two but I think they’re cool. Ms. Ribble would be Principal Jasper’s self-depreciating secretary and Ms. Anthrope would be a smartass teacher.

George’s Parents and Melvin’s Parents: Instead of Melvin’s parents being scientists that work for the government, George’s parents are scientists that work for the government, and wear glasses; and Melvin’s parents would be a non-glasses-wearing college professor and mechanic.

Harold and Heidi’s Mom and Dad: We all know that Grace Hutchins and her husband are divorced and he is currently in Nevada. But here, Grace is the one in Nevada and her husband lives in Piqua with the kids, and he’s nice and loves to paint, draw, and sketch.

Edith the Lunch Lady and Kipper’s Mom: Since Jasper is the principal and not Benny and Benny is Kipper’s dad and not Jasper, that means that Edith would in turn be Kipper’s mom and the canon Kipper’s mom, who I’ve named Maria, would in turn be the shy adorable lunch lady with hair covering one of her eyes, and Edith and Benny would either be divorced or she would be dead since the canon Kipper’s mom isn’t in the picture in the canon universe.

Bernice Krupp and John Krupp: Canonically, Bernice is a b*tch and at this point it’s also pretty much canon that John is six feet under, but in this universe, Bernice is six feet under but she was nice while alive, and John is the one who’s still alive and he’s a b*tch; especially to Principal Jasper when he was a child.

[infini-tree]

assorted piqua mystery dungeon hc’s:

stanley’s family run a farmer’s market like area that sells a variety of berries, some of which are incredibly rare. its basically the loose equivalent of spinda’s cafe. on a similar note, bernice knows them by virtue of being in the berry business and being across-the-street stall rivals

i’ve mentioned before that barbara is a mentor/tutor figure in the guild she works at, but moses works as a technician/mechanic for those controlled dungeon training areas (like makuhita’s dojo). said controlled dungeons are one part mechanisms, one part Weird magic, and all parts difficult to maintain and fix. good thing he has the technical skills and aura capabilities to figure it out

to be honest, it’s a little difficult to make an equivalent job for grace, but i see her as a someone who keeps track of the supplies to make a new building or house. she’s been working a bit harder since mystery dungeons started cropping up on the outskirts of piqua

some of the kids do technically have teams, though its mostly for practice/fun and not officially recognized since they’re too young

team tree house comix inc*: george, harold**

* krupp forcefully disbanded them and made it so that they wouldn’t work together as a team (not that it worked)

** technically, captain underpants is the third member. which means that krupp, technically, is also a member. none of them want to think about it

team jessica: jessica, sophie one, other sophie. self explanatory

team booch: bo, gooch. they aren’t good with names but that’s ok since bo has earthquake and gooch can just levitate

by virtue of captain’s whole... deal, whenever he writes to krupp he doesn’t even use the standard writing language, he just writes in regular human english. the boys initially thought it was krupp writing it down and being cagey and putting things in code before realizing that it a) doesn’t make sense and b) the exchanges they can read are more in-line with what krupp would say

somehow krupp can read said human writing. if the boys press captain on where he learnt how to write like that, he’d either shrug or get a headache from trying to think about it

captain’s writing is a little shaky, but literally none of them can call him out on it since they have no frame of reference

speaking of written languages, erica probably knows how to read footprint runes

if krupp or cu switch in the middle of stone-based mega evolution, bad things happen

[artfulprankster]

Harold lifted the other quite easily up to the top of the fence, barely breaking a sweat. “Alright I’m gonna let go now okay?” He spoke clearly, voice slightly strained by holding Melvin up and after a good minute he let go, letting the other fall behind the fence and onto the rather disgusting mattress. “Alright I’m coming over now!”

With that, Harold jumps up and grabs hold of the fence’s top, using it to help climb the pile of garbage and over the fence, landing in a roll onto the grass and very much so getting his shirt wet. “Awh man…! ah well… and, of course Melvin!! Taking science away from you is like taking drawing from an artist! It’s just cruel! And we don’t do that here.”

He got up, dusted off some dirt and grass and made his way to the grand oak tree sitting at the back corner of George’s yard. He smiled up at the rather colorful treehouse, a look of pride on his face. “…before we continue, I need you to treat this place with respect, you are gazing at the grand headquarters of Tree House Comix inc!! A beacon for bored kids everywhere… hope! On the horizon for troubled kids who need a laugh…! and the savior for those outcast and beaten by their peers!”

“Melvin Sneedly, with this upmost and holiest of moments… and this verbal seal of approval from one of the founding members, I, Harold Hutchins, Grant you access to the grand Treehouse..” Harold closed his eyes, leaning back dramatically and with a grin. “Are you ready?” He opened an eye, a blue iris gazing at the other with a sparkle inside. “Do you accept this invitation?”

artfulprankster​:

“So, I was thinking about it and it’s fun for us to ‘fight’ robots and monsters yeah? But…! It can get like… super super dangerous! Even with Captain so I propose a more… tame solution! You can still invent and even make giant robots but you can’t make them out of spite or anger anymore okay?” He turned to look at the other again, slowly sliding the door open and stepping out into the dew covered grass. Immediately he was racked with shivers, face scrunching up in discomfort. “Brrr!!! I forgot how cold mornings are! Awh man I should’ve grabbed my shoes!” He whined, frowning as he stepped through the grass.

“I saw on Dr Blame that people who are upset make bad mistakes that often harm others and well… I figured if you only make robots when you are sad or happy then it takes away some danger! Ya know?” He made his way over to a pile of trashcans and chairs. “That way you can still make awesome bots and we can still fight them if you wanted!”

Even with the scary factor, he did enjoy fighting Melvin’s inventions time to time. Especially the robots. He has a inkling the villains that show up won’t be stopping anytime soon, so if he could eliminate a second problem then Melvin could help take down a few!!

“Alright, step up Melvin.” He knelt into the grass, cupping both hands together, making a makeshift step stool from his hands. “When I lift you, jump into George’s yard okay? There should be an old mattress to break your fall!”

The cold morning air made him shiver too and only reminded him of his cozy sleeping bag or bed. It was nice though, usually he only saw the calm dark sky through his window on late nights. 

“Well, the robots don’t have to fight. Okay, some are made specifically to fight  but I still have Raisey, and he just plays retro future 8bit midi music when I want something to listen to. Don’t tell Karoke Kitty, they do a great job too but I’ve been needing to work on their wiring a bit.” 

Three am was not the time to be called out by a show mostly marketed to bored housewives but the time to be vulnerable was over. “I’m always going to be making robots, science is the last thing you can take from a Sneedly.” This was said rather proudly as he stepped into the makeshift stool and nodded. 

[marisexmas]

Captain Underpants Japanese Translation Notes

okay I’m finally actually looking through the japanese books, and this post is to list all the translation differences/interesting things I find. I’ll put it under a readmore cause it’s probably gonna get long but it might be an entertaining bit of trivia?

first and foremost: Personal Pronouns

first, here is a handy guide on japanese personal pronouns so everyone can fully understand and appreciate this list. and now Onwards

george uses ore and harold uses boku. proving that even with only the first 5 books japan understood their dynamic pretty well

melvin also uses boku

mr. krupp uses ore but in george and harold’s comics they write him using washi to make him sound more like a stereotypical old person

CAPTAIN UNDERPANTS USES WATASHI

ms. ribble uses watakushi while wedgie woman uses atai 

(also interesting is that they gave ms. ribble a quirk where she ends all of her sentences with -zamasu. curiously this does not carry over to the actual wedgie woman even though it did in george and harold’s comics?)

professor poopypants uses watashi. george and harold surprisingly stay faithful to this in their comics

mr. meaner uses ore but george and harold write the “gym teacher” in their comics using uchi which is?? pretty interesting

Name Changes

the most significant name change is that captain underpants is now simply called Pants Man. but “pantsu” in japanese is most commonly used to refer to underwear so the connotation is pretty much exactly the same

aside from that almost all of the characters keep their exact english names, transliterated in katakana

the only notable exception is professor poopypants, whose full name is now ピーピー・おもらしチビルレロ (Pippi Omorashi Chibirurero, aka Pippi Pee-Myself Peepantstein)

Tree House Comix Inc. is now called Hero Manga Studio (ヒーローマンガスタジオ)

instead of TRA-LA-LAAA, captain underpants now says じゃじゃーん (Jyajyaan, which can be loosely translated as "Tadaa!")

FLIP-O-RAMA IS NOW CALLED “FUTAKOMA ANIME”  (ふたコマアニメ lit. “Two-Panel Anime”). THAT’S RIGHT KIDS WE’VE COME FULL CIRCLE

these are the most noteworthy things, but you can bet I’ll be making some more posts about smaller things, such as translations of the new sign gags and a certain thing from book 5~

[newsiegirlscout]

Nerdsitting

Tagging time! As well as explaining what the heck I’m doing with this mess of a fanfiction! Yeah!

@vizivoir, Special delivery! (They asked to be tagged so as not to miss it, and tagged they will be!) 

@sugarandmemories, I may or may not have borrowed your Melvin’s insomnia, neglectful parents ((Yeah, guys. In the books, they actually were there, they just didn’t pay much attention to him. He even switches off the “Dramatic Effects” on the Combine-o-Tron so as not to wake them up.)), and slight eating disorder. Ahaha..the chance was too good to pass up.  Please don't sue. :) ;)

As for what I’m doing, I don’t really know. It’s fluff. It has George and Harold subliminally taking care of Melvin...you know, making him eat something, cheering him up when he’s down, getting him off that good ol’ polyphastic sleep schedule. Ergo, Nerdsitting. Enjoy!

Melvin Sneedly had just wanted to pick up the latest issue of Scientific American at the Hobnobs Comix Shop downtown before the quality deteriorated or the magazines sold out. Was that so hard to ask?

Apparently, according to the universe, it was.

When a bald, portly man wearing nothing but his underwear and a red polka-dotted cape fell out of the sky and dropped to one knee, Melvin completely lost his train of thought and instead decided to take a tentative step back. On the man’s back, two of the more mischievous students in his class beamed back at him, giving a polite wave.

“Hey, Melvin!” George chimed.

“Do you always greet people this way?” He wheezed, slamming one hand to his chest in shock.

“What, ‘Hey’ and then his name? Dude, is this a trick question?” Harold said softly, tugging George’s shirt.

“I think he means on the back of a superhero wearing nothing but his underwear and a polka-dotted red cape.” the boy responded. Climbing off, he gestured regally to the caped crusader, followed closely by his best friend.

“Melvin, this is Captain Underpants. You may remember him from that time you tried to rid the entire school of laughter.” George said. Captain Underpants stood up and gave a happy “thumbs-up” at his cue.

“Anyway. We thought we’d stop by. Didn’t think we’d see you at the comic store! What’cha getting?” Harold added.

Taking another step back, Melvin clutched the strap of his backpack instinctively before responding.

“I was just going to see if I could acquire the latest copy of Scientific American before it sold out...but now, I think I’ll go home and take my chances tomorrow.”

“Ah, that’s a shame, young nemesis,” Captain Underpants chimed in, “For my amiable sidekicks and I might provide delightful company in your education! Why, they themselves have documented several episodes of my life in this praiseworthy format!”

“You mean the comic books they sell on the playground, in which I tend to be frequently incriminated as some sort of nerdy villain against laughter?”

“Sidekicks! You didn’t tell me that you knew the one and only Anti-Humor boy personally!” he gasped excitedly. “Will you sign my cape?” he said to Melvin with a slight bounce.

Melvin shrugged and produced a black Sharpie from his pocket, much to the delight of the hero. Walking around him, he wrote out “Anti-Humor boy” in his careful cursive, then patted the delighted captain on his back.

“Now, off to Dumb Stupid Nerd Jail for you!” he cheered, hooking his fingers into the startled scientist’s neckband.

“Captain Underpants! Melvin...received time off for good behavior! He’s totally cool now!” George blurted in a panic, pressing the side of his sneaker into his ample stomach as if he were trying to stop a wild colt. To Melvin, he added, “Sorry, man. You..wanna come hang out with us for a while? We have a tree house!”

“It’s a pretty cool tree house.” Harold added, cracking a grin.

“Ummm...yeah, I still think I’ll pass. Call me again when I’m in the mood for getting made fun of for a full hour or two.” he said, walking off.

“Aww, Melvin, don’t be like that! Isn’t your house like, two miles away, anyway? We can totally give you a ride to the amazing Tree House Comix Inc., you can chill with us, spend a few hours playing Tetris or drawing nerd comics or something, and then we could take you back home!” Harold explained, hastily putting brown, white, and light orange button-eyed socks on his hands and right foot respectively to illustrate his vision. (The tangerine sock, Melvin noted, even sported a sported a tiny black bow tie and ginger woolen hair.)

“Or,” he continued as George gave Melvin a look that seemed to reveal that Harold had drawn out points with improvised sock puppetry before, “You could get your magazine and go back home.” The light orange sock puppet, to Melvin’s amusement, switched places with Harold, tucked a tiny bubblegum comic that he supposed was supposed to be the four hundred and fifty-third issue of Scientific American under his cotton arm and left, leaving sock puppet George and Harold giving each other blank expressions.

“You’d want to read it as soon as possible, but put it in your bag so you wouldn’t walk in front of a bus or something, and then you’d walk two sad endless miles without a friend, sadly listening to-you were listening to music, right?-sad music as you trudged home. Sadly.”

To emphasize this point, Harold took an extra few steps away from Captain Underpants for some unknown reason, then poured a miniature watering can over a dejected sock puppet Melvin, accompanied by a melancholy classical tune from his phone.

“And then you’d get home,”

The music stopped and the watering can was thrown to the side.

“Read the magazine, and die of sadness and boredom, and that’s why you need to hang out with us and have a ton of fun today!”

Melvin smiled slightly and shook his sock puppet counterpart’s hand.

“Deal.”

“To the Underwear Cave!” Captain Underpants cheered, kneeling down again.

“He means to our tree house.” Harold whispered, swinging back onto the superhero’s back and offering his hand to Melvin, who took it gratefully. 

On the ride back, George and Harold filled him in on everything. 

“Okay, so..Captain Underpants can’t get water on his head. Don’t ask.”

“He’s also a total goofball and wants to fight crime whenever possible. As in, if you have five extra minutes, he’ll be convinced that there’s some sort of crime going on somewhere. And there usually is...it’s kinda like how the little kid summoned all the demons to the hotel with his sixth sense in that one movie? Yeah, like that.”

“You okay, Melvin? You look a little freaked out...I know, the first ride is always a bit weird. You ever jumped out a window and slid down a lamppost before?”

“Why would I ever have done that? I mean...Oh no. Don’t tell me that you two have done that. Scratch my last question, how many times did you do that?”

“Um...a lot?” Harold laughed nervously, “Uh...do you wanna text your parents, let ‘em know you’re at our place?”

“They’re working late at the lab all week. Ciana and I are left to fend for ourselves, I’m afraid.” 

“Oh. I see. Well, that’s great, because we’re already here!” Harold said, giving another flourish to the tree house. Several mechanisms were affixed to various places, presumably meant to help one scale the tree in a much more complicated way than necessary. 

“How fast does Captain Underwear fly, exactly? Because this seems less like coincidence that we landed right now, and more like lazy writing on the author’s part.” Melvin said, adjusting his bow tie.

“Yeah...she does that. Consider your flight twice as fast with the right dialogue!” Harold said, ably climbing up the wooden steps, followed closely by George, then Melvin. Once inside, Harold excitedly pointed out the sleeping bags, mini fridge, comic gallery, television, and gaming system. 

“Oh...wow.” Melvin responded, his hazel eyes flashing with jubilee.

“So...what’cha wanna do?” 

“Well, you wouldn’t happen to have a deck of cards around, would you?”

George cocked his head, surprised by the ginger’s simple request. “Um..yeah, we have cards!” he said, withdrawing a deck from his pocket, “I should warn you though, I hold a pretty tight spot as Go Fish champion.”

“Oooh, Billy’s pretty good at Concentration, too.” Harold added. 

“Do either of you know how to play poker? I mean, not necessarily for gambling reasons, but...” he paused to withdraw a small drawstring sack from his bag, pulling the cord and tipping it over the floor to reveal a shimmering stream of chocolate coins, a small confectionery fortune by his feet, “for chocolate coins?”

“Awww, bro! This is probably the best thing you’ve ever done! No offense, I just...didn’t think you’d go for gambling and stuff. Even fake gambling. Or chocolate. Orrrr fun.” Harold said, his voice dropping off as he twisted his hands against his shirt.

A week before his third-grade graduation, Melvin looked up from his book to see a group of children in the cafeteria trading candy cigarettes. “Hey! You four are violating Rule #7,438: Section Five: ‘Smoking of cigarettes on campus is strongly prohibited! Note: Even if they aren’t lit! Note: Even if they’re candy cigarettes!’ I’m telling!”

“Awww, man.” They said, tucking the packs into their lunchboxes dejectedly. 

*****

“Well, I’m up for it in any case.” Harold responded, “I’m also about to go get a sandwich-either of you two want one?”

“I’ll take one!” George said, fanning out the deck, “I’m starving!”

Melvin politely declined, earning a look of confusion from both of the troublemakers. The truth was, in fact, that he had been so caught up with his studies that he hadn’t eaten in days; even when he and his sister ordered dinner, he would take a slice of pizza up to his room, then generally put it on top of a bookshelf, forget about it, and leave it for Danderella. At school, he never so much forgot his lunch as the desire to eat it; every time since Monday, he had felt a peculiar weight in his stomach, telling him to stuff it in his locker, to give it to somebody else, just to continue with his extra-credit assignments. That was the important thing, most of all-the extra credit was worth it, worth the fatigue and distorted rhythm of his perfected order to life, worth the trembling in his legs, all for the extra plus on his A’s, the smiles on his teachers’ faces, the extra cache he relied on when he stuttered during an oral report or rushed his penmanship in a five-page essay, earning him a docked half-point or so. 

Besides, eating was a waste of time that could be better dedicated to his research.

Still, Harold came back a few minutes later carrying an extra dish between the two in his hands, the rim meticulously balanced on the edges of the other two. Propping one knee under the paper plates, he passed out the sandwiches to all three of them in turn. 

“For Monsieur George”, he said, faking a French accent, “Your peanut butter and gummy worm sandvich, vith cold can of ze finest Mountain Dew, as well as light side of chips.” 

“Why, Mr. Hutchins, this is a rather delightful spread.” George said, feigning the voice of a luxuriously wealthy diner in a black-and-white film.

“And for Monsieur Melvin, ve have ze freshly pressed grilled cheese sandvich vith Dr. Pepper and chips. How do you like?” 

Melvin took the tray and aligned the neatly cut sandwich to a more aesthetically pleasing angle relative to the soda and Doritos bag. “Oh, uh..thanks for the sandwich I didn’t actually ask for?”

Harold broke out of his waiter impression for a moment. “Sorry, I didn’t explain this one. It’s a goofy tradition we have- you have to respond in a fancy accent.”

Melvin nodded slightly, then replied in a Russian voice, “Okay, I get it now. But my waitering friend, I have not placed an order!”

“Ah, vell, I fear ve have made an extra sandvich anyhow. So..you might as well take it, compliments of ze Tree House Gahden-Gahdens.” 

He grinned and sat down at his place, carefully arranging his hand of cards and setting down his own tuna salad-chocolate chip-miniature marshmallow sandwich with Sprite and Fritos. 

Melvin took a bite of the sandwich, and it tasted like...well, like a regular grilled cheese sandwich, but like something more at the same time. Something he hadn’t felt in a long, long time. 

“Did you use oregano in this?”

Harold winked, swallowing a bite of his own lunch before speaking. “Original Hutchins recipe.”

#########

“So, Melvin...do you have a hobby besides Science-y stuff and card games?” George asked.

“I make papercraft modules, play World of Warcraft, collect little tin cars, alphabetize everything, sort laundry by color in rainbow order, lightest to darkest...lots of stuff. Why?” he asked. 

“Eh. Just seeing if you do anything cool. Which you don’t.”

“What?”

George shrugged. “I call ‘em like I see ‘em.”

“O-kay...so, what do you two do for fun, besides card games, getting into trouble, and making comics?”

“Not much. Mostly just laugh at silly stuff and hang out in the club house. Skateboarding. Watching TV. Playing video games. That sort of thing.”

“How did you hook a television up to your club house?”

“Oh, it’s pretty interesting, actually!” Harold interjected, “You see, Mr. Beard built the basic layout, but one summer we actually earned so much money from odd jobs that we bought a second-hand television from somewhere, screwed a power outlet to the underside of the house, and hooked it up ourselves! Creative thinking, huh?”

“Mm-hmm..” Melvin said distractedly. “You two realize we’ve spent four and a half hours playing card games, video games, and goofing off?”

“Welcome to summer vacation, genius!” he said, nudging the scientist in the shoulder.

“Yeah..but it’s a two-hour walk back to my house, and given the time-” he paused to gesture to the hands on his watch cocked at 10:28-”I should probably start heading back. So, if you’ll excuse me-” he started to climb down the wooded steps of the tree house- “I’ll go. Thanks for having me over.” 

“Hang on!” Harold said, jumping off the top platform, grabbing one of the sturdier branches, and gently sliding down to the grass, “I’ll ask my dad to give you a ride! We’ve never seen your house anyway-is it like, a mansion or something?”

George straddled the rope of the tire swing and slid down, remaining on top of the tire. “Yeah, maybe it’s a science lab! Or an apartment!”

Harold looked at his black-haired friend peculiarly. 

“How is an apartment interesting?”

“It could be a nice apartment!” he retorted. “Or maybe one with a ton of secret passageways and a chocolate chandelier!” 

“I live in a pretty boring house, you two.” Melvin chuckled softly, “Though of course, I wouldn’t decline a ride, if it wouldn’t bother your parents too much.”

“Oh yeah, no! Not at all!” George responded, running inside and reemerging with his father, who ruffled Melvin’s hair with only a slight bit of annoyance not directed at him, but rather, at being interrupted while he was reading his favorite novel. (And he’d just gotten to the good part, too.)

“So, you’re the Sneedly kid who needs a ride, right?”

“Yes, sir. I apologize for bothering you this late, just-”

“Well, there’s no need to apologize, little fella! My son says you live way out of this neighborhood, is this true?”

“Well, yes, you could say that.” he responded, fingering the edge of his pressed sweater.

“May I ask for your address?”

“It’s 1123 Wilson Way, sir.”

“Oh, okay! Well then, you boys buckle up for the Beardmobile! Harold, do you want a ride home too?”

The blond giggled slightly at the question, almost involuntarily. “Yes, Mr. Beard. Thank you!”

############

He had expected the trip to be awkward, that he’d be staring at his hands the whole way until George’s father let him off, but after forty-five minutes of conversation, Melvin found that he didn’t mind it so much after all.

When they finally stopped at the address, the mischief-making duo stepped out after him, each giving some sort of salute to their chauffeur.

“Are you two planning to move in?” Melvin asked bemusedly, “ Because I’m not sure you quite fit the...atmosphere.”

In unison, George and Harold both bowed deeply to the ginger, acting the part of a high-class attendant. 

“Vy, Mr. Sneedly, ve came as escorts to see your fancy house!” George said, faking the second faux French accent and hooking his arm in Melvin’s.

“It is the least ve could do for a friend in need at-” Harold said, taking the boy’s skinny wrist gently in his hands and glancing at his watch-”11:15 at night!”

Melvin rolled his eyes and smiled. 

“ Vous êtes deux fous. Je suis honoré d'être considéré comme votre ami.”

“...I have no idea what you just said.”

#########

Up in his bedroom, the boys dropped their arms and simultaneously dropped to one knee, giving an over-dramatic grand sweeping gesture.

“Your room, Mr. Sneedly?” Harold said, cracking a grin.

“Yes, yes, you have both been fine escorts. Now please, leave so I may continue research.” he said, in imitation of a wealthy person while struggling not to smile.

“Ah, but school starts at like, 6:00 AM! Surely, you’d want to get more than forty minutes of sleep tonight?”

“I’m not even going to ask how you got my polyphastic sleep schedule down.”

“Tough luck, sport.” George said, doing a bad impersonation of his father, “The, um, school code or something says that even crazy mad scientists with flammable chemicals and miniature robots have to sleep longer than the car ride it took to get here.”

“Yeah, and if you don’t, then...uh..we’re going to hypnotize you!” Harold said, his thumb rubbing his bare index finger instinctively.

“What? Bro, we might accidentally turn him into Doctor Octopus or something!” George whispered.

“Yeah, he already did that. Remember that Octopus-robot thing he had a while back? Good point, though.” Harold whispered back.

“Sooooo you’re both going to stay..in my room...while your dad waits outside...until I go to sleep?” Melvin asked.

“Yup! We can even give you a mild dose of sleeping powder if you’re going to be all stubborn and stuff!” Harold chuckled.

“Either you broke into the White House or the stuff you have doesn’t work. And I’m going to guess you-”

Harold tore open a waxy paper packet, shook the contents into his palm, and blew it gently towards the boy, who stood his ground rambling about the homeostatic process and cytokines while visibly becoming more exhausted as he spoke. Before long, he fell asleep on the spot, and the ten-year-old bit his lower lip and pressed his hand against his heart. 

“Awww, he looks so adorable when he’s asleep!” he murmured softly.

“Did you just drug Melvin? Because, I know this is a bit hippo-critic-y, but we could probably get in a lot of trouble for that.”

“Nah, it’s corn starch. But since we told him it was sleeping powder, it actually worked-I think that’s called the Placenta effect.’’

 Turning to George, he rattled off instruction with surprising authority.

“Alright. You, get his shoulders, and I’ll get his feet. We’ll lift on three..” 

Together, they tucked him under the oddly-unwrinkled sheets, George taking off his glasses and propping them up on his nightstand as an afterthought before they ran downstairs beaming and jumped into the “Beardmobile”.

“Did we just nerd-sit?” Harold laughed.

“Yeah...I think we did!” George responded, holding out his fist expectantly.

“Nerdsitting.” The two said once more, fingers dancing in the cool night air as they pulled apart.

FIN!

Haha, sorry for another Author’s Note down here. Just wanted to point out, that, if anyone was wondering, Melvin’s French translates roughly to “You’re both fools. I’m honored to be considered your friend.” 

Pandafish!

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Tra La Laaaaaaaa!

What's faster than a speeding Waistband...

More powerful than boxer shorts...

Able to leap tall buildings without getting a wedgie...

He fights for Truth, Justice and all that is pre-shrunk and cottony...

He is CAPTAIN UNDERPANTS!!

Yes! In a world where superhero movies reign, it's only fitting that DreamWorks Animation, along with treeHouse Comix Inc., is releasing this week, "Captain Underpants: The First Epic Movie" on DVD, Blu-ray, 4K UHD and in a special HERO EDITION with all kinds of extras!

Now, if you haven't heard of Captain Underpants, you must not have kids! Because if you have kids in the 7-10 range, I can bet you they know about him. In fact, Captain Underpants books are generally the books kids are fighting over in classroom libraries for reading time. In fact, Dav Pilkey published the first Captain Underpants book back in 1997 and since then, there have been 11 more books, 9 spin-off books and several activity books and Collector editions. Yes, Captain Underpants definitely has a following and for many of his fans, it's about time a movie has been made on the best superhero in tighty-whities!

That being said…."Captain Underpants: The First Epic Movie" is the story of two fourth-graders, George Beard (voiced by Kevin Hart "Ride Along" and the upcoming "Jumanji: Welcome to the Jungle) and Harold Hutchins (voiced by Thomas Middleditch "Silicon Valley" & "Penn Zero: Part-Time Hero"). These kids are the ultimate pranksters and best friends till the end! The boys even have their own tree house and spend their free time making their own comic books, about the superhero they dreamed up, Captain Underpants! While at school, Harold & George are always playing pranks and the one spoiler to those pranks is their mean-spirited, soul-sucking principal, Mr. Krupp (voiced by Ed Helms "The Hangover" & "The Office"). Mr. Krupp is always trying to catch the boys in the act, knowing full well they are behind the chaos at the school.

Then, one Saturday during the Invention Convention, these two boys play the ultimate prank on Melvin Sneedley (voiced by Jordan Peele "Key and Peele" and writer/director of "Get Out"), the nerdy tattle tale or you could just say a "Grade A Suck up". The only thing is, Melvin traps the boys by recording them with a nanny cam and takes it straight to Mr. Krupp! Now Mr. Krupp has proof and vows to split the boys up and ruin their friendship. In one last-ditch effort to stop Mr. Krupp, George pulls out his special hypnotizing ring and surprisingly enough it works! George and Harold tell Mr. Krupp that when they snap their fingers, he will be the fighter for Truth, Justice and all that is pre-shrunk and cottony, Captain Underpants!

George & Harold have created their very own superhero on paper in comic books, but now he's come to life in the form of their very own principal, and they are responsible for what happens next!

"Captain Underpants: The First Epic Movie" surprised the heck out of me! I loved it! It was very funny, witty and even had a moral of being responsible for your actions. While there is a TON of potty humor (did you really think you would escape that with a superhero in underpants?), it keeps you laughing and entertained and I will even admit that I LOVED George & Harold walking into the school to Yello's "Oh Yeah"! In all honesty, you can't go wrong buying this for the kids and letting them watch it and re-watch it. In fact, it may just encourage them to start reading all 12 books in the series.

The 4K Blu-ray edition is, of course, presented in 2160p high definition video with a 1.85:1 aspect ratio. While the quality is excellent there is only a marginal difference between the 4K and regular Blu-ray version. However, the colors are full-bodied and pop off the screen, which makes for an enhanced viewing experience. Conversely, the Dolby Atmos audio is fantastic and really helps the movie come alive. It is blended well for an overall balanced track.

Extras in the HERO EDITION includes:

The Really Cool Adventures of Captain Underpants Motion Comic

The Captain Underpants Guide to Being a Hero

The Professor Poopypants (Totally Original and Supercool) Guide to Being a Villain

Missing Underpants: Deleted Scenes

Captain Underpants Lyric Video by "Weird Al" Yankovic

"A Friend Like You" Lyric Video by Andy Grammer

Kevin Hart and Ed Helms Surprise Fans

Lunch Lady PSA with Kristen Schaal

Sock Puppets Real Stars

Tighty-Whitey Q&A with the Stars - Part 1 and Part 2

Gallery: Comic Book Covers

Gallery: The Art of DreamWorks Captain Underpants: The First Epic Movie

...And if that isn't enough it comes with a CAPE!

I give "Captain Underpants: The First Epic Movie" 5 out of 5 clean pairs of underpants! It's very funny, the animation is fantastic and for 88 minutes you will be quite entertained! Even better is the idea that you won't pull your hair out when your kids want to watch it for the 30 millionth time… But if it gets too much, give them their cape and a Captain Underpants book, and tell them they need to be ready for the sequel!

About Sean Ferguson Sean's background in advertising, and love of the cinema brought Sean to reviewing films and interviewing the people behind the scenes involved in bringing this art form to life. His goal, to promote the best Hollywood has to offer!

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Nerdsitting (Preview)

Melvin Sneedly had just wanted to pick up the latest issue of Scientific American at the Hobnobs Comix Shop downtown before the quality deteriorated or the magazines sold out. Was that so hard to ask?

Apparently, according to the universe, it was. 

When a bald, portly man wearing nothing but his underwear and a red polka-dotted cape fell out of the sky and dropped to one knee, Melvin completely lost his train of thought and instead decided to take a tentative step back. On the man’s back, two of the more mischievous students in his class beamed back at him, giving a polite wave.

“Hey, Melvin!” George chimed. 

“Do you always greet people this way?” He wheezed, slamming one hand to his chest in shock.

“What, ‘Hey’ and then his name? Dude, is this a trick question?” Harold said softly, tugging George’s shirt.

“I think he means on the back of a superhero wearing nothing but his underwear and a polka-dotted red cape.” the boy responded. Climbing off, he gestured regally to the caped crusader, followed closely by his best friend.

“Melvin, this is Captain Underpants. You may remember him from that time you tried to rid the entire school of laughter.” George said. Captain Underpants stood up and gave a happy “thumbs-up” at his cue.

“Anyway. We thought we’d stop by. Didn’t think we’d see you at the comic store! What’cha getting?” Harold added. 

Taking another step back, Melvin clutched the strap of his backpack instinctively before responding. 

“I was just going to see if I could acquire the latest copy of Scientific American before it sold out...but now, I think I’ll go home and take my chances tomorrow.”

“Ah, that’s a shame, young nemesis,” Captain Underpants chimed in, “For my amiable sidekicks and I might provide delightful company in your education! Why, they themselves have documented several episodes of my life in this praiseworthy format!” 

“You mean the comic books they sell on the playground, in which I tend to be frequently incriminated as some sort of nerdy villain against laughter?” 

“Sidekicks! You didn’t tell me that you knew the one and only Anti-Humor boy personally!” he whispered excitedly. “Will you sign my cape?” 

Melvin shrugged and produced a black Sharpie from his pocket, much to the delight of the hero. Walking around him, he wrote out “Anti-Humor boy” in his careful cursive, then patted the delighted captain on his back.

“Now, off to Dumb Stupid Nerd Jail!” he cheered, hooking his fingers into the startled scientist’s neckband. 

“Captain Underpants! Melvin...received time off for good behavior! He’s totally cool now!” George blurted in a panic, pressing the side of his sneaker into his ample stomach as if he were trying to stop a wild colt. To Melvin, he added, “Sorry, man. You..wanna come hang out with us for a while? We have a tree house!”

“It’s a pretty cool tree house.” Harold added, cracking a grin.

“Ummm...yeah, I still think I’ll pass. Call me again when I’m in the mood for getting made fun of for a full hour or two.” he said, walking off. 

“Aww, Melvin, don’t be like that! Isn’t your house like, two miles away, anyway? We can totally give you a ride to the amazing Tree House Comix Inc., you can chill with us, spend a few hours playing Tetris or drawing nerd comics or something, and then we could take you back home!” Harold explained, hastily putting brown, white, and light orange button-eyed socks on his hands and right foot respectively to illustrate his vision. (The tangerine sock, Melvin noted, even sported a sported a tiny black bow tie and ginger woolen hair.)

“Or,” he continued as George gave Melvin a look that seemed to reveal that Harold had drawn out points with improvised sock puppetry before, “You could get your magazine and go back home.” The light orange sock puppet, to Melvin’s amusement, switched places with Harold, tucked a tiny bubblegum comic that he supposed was supposed to be the four hundred and fifty-third issue of Scientific American under his cotton arm and left, leaving sock puppet George and Harold giving each other blank expressions.

“You’d want to read it as soon as possible, but put it in your bag so you wouldn’t walk in front of a bus or something, and then you’d walk two sad endless miles without a friend, sadly listening to-you were listening to music, right?-sad music as you trudged home. Sadly.” 

To emphasize this point, Harold took an extra few steps away from Captain Underpants for some unknown reason, then poured a miniature watering can over a dejected sock puppet Melvin, accompanied by a melancholy classical tune from his phone. 

“And then you’d get home,”

The music stopped and the watering can was thrown to the side.

“Read the magazine, and die of sadness and boredom, and that’s why you need to hang out with us and have a ton of fun today!”

Melvin smiled slightly and shook his sock puppet counterpart’s hand. 

“Deal.”

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Bragging Rights!

Soooo....

I just saw the Captain Underpants movie.  

Yeah, you read that right. This girl. Over here. 

And listen, it was awesome. I don’t care how old you are, I strongly recommend that everybody go see that movie now. It was hilarious, it really accented the books perfectly, and it brought back this WAVE of nostalgia while, like...blending it with new stuff..? That just made it even better...? George and Harold’s friendship was perfect, Tree House Comix. Inc was perfect, and oh, my gosh, were the villains better than perfect. I’m still laughing, and seriously, there was not a single detail of this movie that I would change. In fact, Captain Underpants was BY FAR the best movie release this year. 

So yes, everyone go watch this movie. It’s...*giggles and wipes tear from eye*...beautiful. Truly beautiful.