Patty, Scratch, (Y/n), Molly and the rest of the family are reviewing some of the town's people music talents for the concert, to which Patty constantly rejects. "♪ My dear Doreen my dear Doreen ♪ She stole my spleen ♪" a group of men sung. "Nope!" Patty said. A group of ladies ring some bells. "Pass!" Patty said. An old Woman tells her dog to bark rhythmically. "Hard pass!" Patty said. A kid plays bassoon out of tune. "Get off the stage!" Patty shouted. "Okay, thank you! That was...that was really something. We'll be in touch!" Molly said. "Well, I'm glad I don't have eardrums, 'cause they would be bleeding!" Scratch said. 

"I don't think they were all bad, and Darryl clearly liked it. Right, Darryl?" Pete asked. He's dancing with his hood up. "Huh? Sorry, I was listening to Atomic Pink. Didn't hear any of that." He said. "Look, those acts were fine, but is fine really good enough for the first concert in Brighton's new and improved bandshell?" (Y/n) asked. "No! We need something that'll rock this town!" Patty said before dancing. "Exactly! Like Kenny Star." Molly said. Molly pulls down a projector screen, later in her and (Y/n)'s room. "Kenny Star is Brighton's biggest celebrity. Well, technically he was born in Tuscaloosa, but his great-great grandmother's second cousin once removed did summer school here, which means Kenny's basically a Brightonian! Check him out!" Molly said. Scratch stares at the ceiling. "When did you get a projector?" (Y/n) pulls him out of the way. Molly plays a music video of his.

Kenny Star: ♪ I'm just a red-blooded

Hard-working regular guy ♪ ♪ Don't need no caviar ♪

♪ Just give me

Burgers and fries ♪

♪ I ain't ever shopped

On Rodeo Drive ♪

♪ I'm just an ordinary guy ♪

♪ I'm just a sports-lovin' ♪

♪ Truck-drivin' average dude ♪

♪ I'm just an ordinary guy ♪

♪ Work in a cubicle

Ordinary guy ♪

♪ I drive a soccer carpool ♪

♪ Ordinary guy ♪

"Just like me!" Pete said. "No! Nothing like you! Never trust a musician! They'll listen to your self-produced demo tapes, promise to make you a star, and leave you standing in the rain with an acoustic guitar and a suitcase full of broken dreams!" Sharon said. "Uh...what?" Pete asked. "Did this, uh... happen to you?" (Y/n) asked. "What? No! Of course not! What makes you say that?" Sharon asked nervously, and (Y/n) raises an eyebrow. "People! This guy is a huge celebrity! He's never stepping foot in Brighton!" Scratch said. "Oh, really? Wait 'til you see what I have planned!" Molly pulls another screen down showing full research on Kenny Star. "Ah! We're going to murder him!" Scratch said. (Y/n) pushes him away. "What? No! Right now, Kenny's tour bus is on its way to Cleveland, and we are going to intercept him! Assuming Kenny is, as his song states, an "ordinary man", who weighs approximately 180 pounds, and his tour bus, which leaves from here at noon, traveling 65 miles an hour, add in his insatiable need for a fresh cup of Colombian dark roast every 3.2 hours, factoring in a stiff easterly wind from this high-pressure system, and his need to stretch his perfect porcelain legs to avoid varicose veins, he'll be arriving at this highway rest stop near Brighton in exactly..." 

she shows the tablet with a timer. "Thirty minutes!" She said. "(Y/n)...that was..." Sharon said. "Brilliant!" Pete said. "Absolutely insane!" Scratch goes next to Molly and (Y/n). "Did you two stay up all night half-baking that plan?" He asked. Molly's and (Y/n)'s eyes drift away from each for a second. "Huh? Sorry, I fell asleep with my eyes open for a second. What'd you say? Oh, yes, right. We stayed up all night working on this. Because Brighton deserves the greatest concert ever! And when it comes to people we care about, McGees go the extra mile!" She said. "Well, I'm not a McGee, and I hate extra miles! Count me out!" Scratch said. "Whatever you say, Scratch." (Y/n) said. The McGees go outside, ready to go intercept the music star. "Oh, Scratch!" Molly said as she walks to the car. Being pulled by the curse, he tries to hold on to the floor but fails. "Nope. No-no-no-no-nope! This is kidnapping! I'm under duress! I hate this curse." Scratch lands on Molly's head. "Now let's go get Kenny Star!" (Y/n) said. The neighbor stops mowing grass. "Kenny Star!?" The McGees neighbor, after hearing the news, goes on to pass the word, until everyone in Brighton learn about Kenny's concert. "Kenny Star?" Patty asked. "Here?" Another person asked. "It's gonna be huge!" "There's going to be pyrotechnics, and..." "Acrobatics, and..." "A real live eagle!" "It's gonna be the greatest concert ever! See you there, Fan-dreas!" Andrea said live.

Back to the McGee home. The McGees are ready to leave when their other neighbor jumps on top of the car. "Have you heard the news!? Kenny Star's playing at the bandshell tonight! It's happening! It's finally happening! My hopes are as high as my dreams right now!" Their neighbor said. "Uh, actually—" Sharon began. "That's right! He will definitely be here, and you can count on it!" Molly said. Everyone looks at Molly. "What? Cat's out of the bag, might as well feed it some mice!" She said. The family reach the gas station but noticed that Kenny Star isn't there. "Well, well, well, would you look at that? He's not here. Humph." Scratch mockingly gestures as if he were sad just to get run over by a tour bus. "I'm sorry, you were saying?" (Y/n) asked. A man figure steps off the bus. "Somebody get me a Colombian dark roast." He said. Molly and (Y/n) kneel. "Mister Star, you may not know this, but there's a whole town full of extraordinarily ordinary people, just like you, who are counting on you to make their wildest dreams come true. I'm talking about Brighton, home of the bravest Wilder Scouts, awesome-st junior softball team, and the most efficient elderly construction crew you've ever seen!" Molly said. "Please, Mister Star, embrace your Brightonian roots and come play our newly rebuilt bandshell tonight! Make your great-great grandma's second cousin once removed proud!" (Y/n) said. "I don't know who you are, little ladies, but that was the most beautiful speech I've ever heard. Just one problem. 

I'm not Kenny Star. I'm his stunt double." He said. "Oh..." Molly and (Y/n) rush inside the bus looking for Kenny. "Hello? Kenny?" Molly asked. "Mm, Kenny?" (Y/n) asked. The two come out of the bus. "Um... where's Kenny?" Molly asked. The stunt double points up. "Thirty thousand feet in the air on his private jet." They see Kenny having an interview. "Oh, I'm an ordinary man. I put my rhinestone britches on one leg at a time, just like everybody else." Kenny said. "I'm sorry, missies, but there's nothing I can do. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to use the restroom." The stunt double hops into a cannon and shoots himself inside the gas station. "How could this happen? We planned for everything... except for this. Now we don't have any band for tonight." Molly said. "That's music to my ears. 'Cause I told you this was a ridiculous idea! Listen, let's go grab some ice cream sandwiches and beef jerky while we're here. I mean, we made the drive and all." Scratch said. " Let's go..." (Y/n) said. "Another rock star, another broken dream. Best you learn this lesson early, kids." Sharon said. 

"Wait, what? I mean, that... that's it? You're giving up? Aren't you gonna, you know, be all positive and optimistic and annoying?" Scratch asked. "No, Scratch. We tried our best. And it didn't work. We let everyone down." (Y/n) said. The McGees head home while Scratch stays. He then starts to hear Molly's and (Y/n)'s voices in his head to his annoyance. "When it comes to the people we care about, McGees go the extra mile." "Nope! No, no, no! Get out of my head! That's not what's happening here!" Scratch said. "People we care about..." "I don't care about anyone! And also, I can't hear you! La la la la la!" Scratch said. "McGees go..." " I'm not a McGee!" Scratch shouted. "The extra mile!" "No, no, no! Okay, fine! You win! I'll fix this! But it doesn't mean anything!" Scratch goes on to try and catch Kenny's jet, he fails since the jet is too fast for him. "Yow! I tell you what, plane's too fast. Nobody likes a show off, sir!" He pants. "Okay! All right! Plan B." Scratch uses his eyes as binoculars and spots a tour bus in the distance.

"Ooh, a tour bus! I mean, bands all sound the same these days, right? Yeah, they sure do, Scratch! You're great at this! Thanks, Plan B! Yeah, bud, no problem. Here when you need me." Scratch rushes towards the bus and possesses the driver, heading to Brighton. Meanwhile Molly and (Y/n) are still in the car also heading to Brighton. "All that work Brighton put into rebuilding the bandshell, and now we've ruined the big debut." Molly said. "I'm sure everyone will understand." Sharon said. In the bandshell, everyone is waiting for Kenny, chanting his name. "Good thing I got my new hip 'cause Patty is gonna shake it tonight!" Patty said. "Oh, boy..." The McGees said. "You don't have to go up there by yourselves. We'll go as a family." Sharon said. "Thanks, Mom, but we must face the non-music...alone." (Y/n) said. Scratch is trying to drive the tour bus to the bandshell. "Uh, are you sure this is the way to Cleveland?" Someone asked. "Uh, yep, Cleveland. The... land of Cleve, that's where we're going!" 

Scratch as the bus driver said. "Kenny! Kenny! Kenny!" The crowd chants. Molly gives an awkward laugh. "Hi....everyone. So, good news and bad news. The good news is we're all here, you know, together, and we are so happy..." Molly ...said. "to see all your many, many smiling faces." (Y/n) said. "Less talking, more rocking!" Patty said. "Yes. So, the bad news..." Molly began. Scratch is still trying to drive, he cuts the road and goes right through a meadow. "The truth is, we promised you a big star, but we made a terrible mistake—" (Y/n) said. Scratch arrives and crashes through the back of the bandshell, almost hitting (Y/n). "Well, time to get back to work." An old man in the crowd said. "Everybody out, go, go, go! Get on stage now! Wait, I got a star! Maybe even more than one!" Scratch said. "What? Who?" Molly asked. "How should I know? Just go with it!" Scratch said. "You see, I made the mistake of telling them that Brighton doesn't like to rock!" (Y/n) said to the crowd. "No! We love to rock!" They said. "Okay, well, now that we got that cleared up, enjoy the show!" Molly said. She and (Y/n) leave the stage. As they get off stage, the band that Scratch had brought is revealed to be Atomic Pink. She proceeds to give her concert despite the stage being partly wreaked. "Hello, Cleveland! Your city is smaller than we thought it would be!" Atomic Pink said. Darryl is listening to music on his phone when he realizes what is going on. He gasps. "It's Atomic Pink!" He said.

Atomic Pink: ♪ Something good's

gonna come, yeah ♪

♪ When you least expect it ♪

Backup Singers: ♪ Boom boom boom boom

when you least expect it ♪

♪ Boom boom boom boom ♪

♪ Here it comes

boom boom boom boom ♪

Neighbor 1: Well, that's not Kenny Star!

Patty: Who cares? Ah! Listen to that beat!

Atomic Pink: ♪ When you least expect it ♪

Darryl gets on stage and dances with the band.

♪ When I dropped that boom ♪

♪ I knew you were surprised ♪

♪ First you're watching

and don't believe your eyes ♪

♪ Don't give up

even if you feel sad ♪

♪ Get your costume on

so you're gonna get lucky ♪

Crowd: Lucky!

Atomic Pink: ♪ Everybody needs a hand ♪

♪ But you can't understand ♪

♪ if you see the plan ♪

♪ Any trouble you have

will be effectively corrected ♪

♪ When you least expect it ♪

Molly and (Y/n) are backstage along with Scratch. "Scratch! You saved the day!" Molly said. "You went the extra mile because you're a real McGee now!" (Y/n) said. They hug him. "What? No, no, there's a perfectly reasonable, uh, explanation why I had to—" he said. "Just embrace it, buddy." Molly said. "All right. Well, maybe I'm, like, uh, you know, McGee-adjacent." He hugs the twins back.

Atomic Pink: ♪ When you least expect it ♪

The Crowd Cheers.