Bump in the Night - Season 2

Squish hates his face. He thinks it’s worthless and boring. “Who would want a face like this?” Well, when our blue guy accidentally wipes his face off onto his washrag, we find out who would want his face. Silverfish! Yup, Squishy’s face is valuable. Possibly the most valuable thing the Silverfish could have: they all but worship it! Now Squish must somehow convince a whole subbasement full of hostile silverfish to give him back his face. Just goes to show that one’s man’s face is another man’s icon. / Mr. Bumpy and Molly want Squishy to join them in their band, but stage shy Squishy declines. When the music starts, however, the Squishman’s natural funk takes over and he becomes a Music Machine.

When Bumpy accidentally defrosts the freezer, he revives the Thanksgiving Day Turkey, which makes its escape into the house. In order for his Boy to have eats on the big day, Mr. Bumpy must track the gbller down and get it back to its wintery abode. But will Bumpy be able to do so without winding up stuffing? / Mr. Bumpy, rock star extraordinaire ( or so he thinks), sets out on a World Tour around the house, flailing away on his majorly over-amplified electric guitar, while his faithful sidekick and roadie, Squishington, carries his equipment and drives the limo. Too bad for the Cute Dolls; the horrendous din created by our warty green monster is too much for their well-bred, prissy American ways, and they completely crack, turning into blood-thirsty, “Kill the Bumpy” torpedoes of hate. But everything they try to do to Bumpy is misconstrued as evidence of their ever-loving adoration of the “rock” star. So Bumpy just plays louder! A light show that puts Floyd to shame, tanks helicopters and the Rolling Stones, all converge for a finale that literally blows Mr. Bumpy and Squish into outer space! “Whoa! What a rush!”

The tables are turned when strange radiations mutate a harmless slice of bread into a slavering, feeding-frenzied, piece of terror toast! Our heroes, Bumpy and Squishington must scramble for their very lives. Fortunately, in the end, Bumpy knows which side the bread is buttered on and defeats the heinous whole wheat. / Squish’e computer pen-pal, the Little Robot, must flee for her life over the telephone wires when a complete recall is put into effect: all little robots must be destroyed! Hiding out with our gang, the Little Robod is acclimated to Americanism and good clean fun by none other than Mr. Bumpy! Unbeknownst to anyone, an evil Turbo Totro-noid is sent after the Little Robot. Will our heroes survive the onslaught of this unstoppable engine of destruction? Only love can conquer all.

Bumpy’s ordered a really cool, neato, humungous toy robot from the back of a breakfast cereal box. Boy, is it gonna be great! Squishington is kinda worried, though. The robot looks very big, massive and threatening. To Squish’s relief (and Bumpy’s bummer), the robot when it arrives, turns out to be a little cute mechanical droid, not a big, threatening robot. Unfortunately, late that night, something big and threatening is howling to the skies. Is it the giant robot? And how did it get in the house?! No one will believe Squish, because all they see is the little cute droid. A dark and terrible secret is revealed at the end, but you’ll have to watch it to find out what. / After a particularly vigorous session of rough-housing, Mr. Bumpy, the Closet Monster and Destructo take five in the Karaoke Café to chill out after their long, long day.

When Bumpy puts Destructo’s batteries in backwards, the big metal juggernaut of destruction becomes a cross between Alan Alda and Phil Donohue. It’s terrible! Bumpy must right his wrong. Or does he? / The boy vows to trap the monster under the bed, and the monster under the bed, Mr. bumpy, vows to be untrappable. A battle of wits ensues, with Squishington bearing the brunt and comedy of the competition. In the end, after much trashing, Bumpy remains untrappable, the Boy himself is trapped, and a good time is had by everyone but Squish. “Oh, my aching ooze!”