Okay, what are you gonna do?

I'm gonna take Gideon back to my big red barn.

After Opposite Day, I started working on some new projects having to do with mirrors and glass and reversals.

I think I have just the invention that can help us find the stolen torch.

[robot whirring] Ugh, whatever.

We don't have time for this.

We have to find the torch.

I was able to make this.

Opposite Day? What does that mean?

It means everything is going to be opposite today.

Morning is night, night is morning, up is down, down is up, red is blue, blue is red.

I realized it when I went outside and saw my big, red barn was now a small, blue skyscraper.

Ugh.

Yeah?

Yes.

Mirror Bobby is the opposite of everything you are.

[claws clicking] [air whooshing]

So glad I tinkered with my hovercraft and added this catching claw.

Now I was able to catch that falling cannon.

Speaking of, what was a cannon doing in the sky? Was that what was making all those booming noises? [hovercraft flying]

I can't reach the dumpsters now.

I've got the dumpsters corralled.

There will be no trashing of Pflugerville Beach.

I'm going to return these dumpsters to their rightful homes.

[gasps] A lie detector test?

That's right.

I've been working on it for weeks.

One sticks their hand into the lemon custard filling and speaks their truth.

If it is a lie, the pie will fling forth and into their face

But before I do, Lucy, you got another of those no-lie pies? I'm starving

[applauds] [upbeat music]

Mago mago what?

Mega Magno Magnifying Ring.

With just a push and a shove, [ring clinking] voila, a magnifying glass that lets me see anything as close as I want.

[drilling] All fixed.

I've gotta hand it to Mr. Snood.

While he doesn't always make sense, he has a gift, a gift of creation.

How did he make a sentient dinosaur out of candy and Flarshmarflers? I've gotta find out.

In her most magical adventure ever.

My amulet's giving me new powers.

Lil magic! It's a good thing I'm at a school for royal magic.

Okay.

It's something I invented to help pump up all the peanut butter that gets stuck in the jar when you're almost done with it.

I think I should have no problem pumping up all this extra peanut butter on the gazebo.

Shall we give it a try?

Hard to imagine Bile and Sockia having to do this.

All the socks are gone, and not just Grabstack's Snack Attack socks.

As soon as I stepped outside the gym, my regular socks evaporated, almost as if there was something in the air that made them disappear.

And these robot boots came rushing over and attached to my feet instead.

There is something really weird going on, and now I can't stop squeaking and stomping.

See? And neither can Kapow!

This

is not my day, people.

Here you go.

Okay, unknown flavor compound, weird resonance profile.

This taco tingle taffy has got some serious kick.

I can see why it's got the mayor and so many other people in Pflugerville obsessed.

Here's the plan.

I'll prototype a de-tacolator with a sonic pulse to neutralize whatever's making so many folks hyper taco suggestible.

Bobby, you keep a lookout for Martha and Waffle to make sure they stop handing out Mr. Snood's samples.

Now, what's the fix, Lucy? We can't let this turn into the taco-pocalypse.

What?

He's the opposite of you.

That's it.

Our mirror selves are everything we aren't.

My mirror self likes to act, break dance, and eat a bunch.

The opposite of me.

Bobby's is apparently not a superhero, and we can clearly see how the two Grabstacks are different.

Our reflections have decided to show their faces on our turf.

So, uh, Lucy? What are we going to do next?

The only thing we can do.

Don't say it.

We're going to have to go through the mirror and find Bobby.

I knew you would say that.

What if Bobby is trapped? We can't just leave him.

Remember when I said we shouldn't come into the house of mirrors? Aren't you a bit curious?

Hoo-wee! You're right! I'm flying! Finally, I won't have to crash land with Bobby! Hey, sorry, but it's true.