Back in the meatball, Mirabel and Sam were getting Flint ready to drop down to find the FLDSMDFR as Brent continued fighting the chickens.
"Hurry up, guys!" Chicken Brent yelled as a warning.
"After I plug my phone into the FLDSMDFR and destroy it. I'll tug on the licorice twice, and you'll both pull me back up, okay?" Flint explained the plan to Mirabel and Sam.
"You got it," Mirabel nodded her head.
"Sounds great," Sam smiled, continuing to lower Flint.
Suddenly, the whole meatball rapidly started to shake, causing Mirabel and Sam to fall back and lose their grip on Flint.
Flint screamed as he fell, but stopped a few seconds later when he stopped in place, signaling that Mirabel and Sam caught him.
"Oh no," Sam muttered as Flint heard her from above.
Quickly, Flint looked up and saw Mirabel holding the rope, but she was looking at Sam in concern, whose arm was swelling up and it started spreading to her face.
"You got cut, didn't you?" Flint asked Sam in concern.
"Ah, it's just a scratch," Sam tried to brush off, but her face swelling up proved Flint's point.
"Brent, you need to take Sam back to the plane to give her an allergy shot, and you need to take Mirabel with you. She's not safe here by herself!" Flint called to Brent with determination.
"Just a second!" Brent replied.
"What?! No!" Sam yelled, looking at Flint with distress.
"Let go, Sam," Flint firmly stated, holding his ground.
Sam shook her head and pointed out, "I'm not gonna let you go. Flint, you'll be stuck down there."
This caused Flint to glance down at what was below.
"It's not ideal, no," Flint admitted with a frown, looking back up at Sam.
"Come with us, we'll start over. We'll live underneath. Use bacon for clothes," Sam pleaded, desperately trying to come up with ideas to get Flint to stay.
"The underground part is a pretty smart idea, the bacon-as-clothing part, not much," Mirabel replied.
"Sam, that's not a very good plan," Flint said as he gave Sam an unsure look.
"It is if it means I don't have to lose. Look, I-I like you, okay?" Sam admitted, looking like she was on the verge of tears.
Flint's heart rate started to pick up, feeling his cheeks warm up, but he did not know if she meant it like that, so he tried to keep his hope down.
"Like. L-like as a friend?" Flint asked, giving Sam a hopeful look.
Sam glanced down for a moment, shaking her head as she corrected, "No, like, like you-like you."
Flint sent Sam a smile and reassured her, "Me too, but about you."
Sam gasped again, covering her smile with her non-swelling hand.
The atmosphere changed when Flint took a deep breath, sending Sam an apologetic look before he used his teeth to cut the licorice rope, sending him plummeting down into the darkness below.
"Goodbye, Sam. Thank you," Flint said as he fell.
"Flint! No!" Sam yelled in anguish just before the roasted chickens grab her and Mirabel.
Luckily, Brent managed to grab Mirabel and Sam and galloped off with them.
"Don't worry, Sam. Dr. Manny's got the medicine for your face," Brent reassured.
Mirabel looked back to where the hole was, where Flint was facing the FLDSMDFR alone.
She suddenly ripped from Brent's arms and ran away as she pushed the chickens out of the way.
"Mirabel, come back!" Brent shouted. "Where are you going?!"
"I can't leave him down there!" Mirabel called back.
"Me neither, but we have to get outta here!" Brent said.
Mirabel walked over the unconscious chickens and to Brent and Sam as she said, "Guys, I can't leave him down there. Look, if me and him die, it was worth it, to you and mi familia each."
Mirabel handed Sam some golden butterfly pins and said, "Here, one for you, a dozen for my family."
She ran back to the hole and jumped down it.
Mirabel saw Flint down below and yelled, "Take cover!"
Flint looked up and screamed as Mirabel crashed into him.
They both get up as Flint asked, "Mirabel?"
Mirabel nodded and replied, "Si, it's me."
"What are you doing down here? I told you and Sam that it's not safe here," Flint explained.
"I know, but look, I already helped you with the Flying Car 2, why not this? Look, Flint, my family is probably suffering from this storm, I can't let them get crushed by this food either, if we die turning this thing off, it'll be worth it, for my family and yours each," Mirabel explained.
Flint sighed and replied, "Okay, follow me."
Mirabel took a deep breath as she followed Flint.
...
Peeking out from behind the pillar, once it had stopped making food, Mirabel and Flint make their way toward the machine as Flint hummed the theme song he made for himself.
In the process, Flint did a few rolls as Mirabel quietly crawled toward the machine.
Mirabel and Flint jump onto a small island in the middle of some frying oil, but Flint accidentally stepped on a tortilla chip, creating a loud crunch noise and alerting the FLDSMDFR of my presence.
They freeze in place, trying to keep themselves still, but the FLDSMDFR still zoned in on them, looking at them.
Immediately, the top half of the uvula lifted the FLDSMDFR to fire a giant corn at them.
"Take cover!" Mirabel said as she pushed Flint out of the way and she dodged the corn.
Looking for a place to hide, they spot five hotdogs in a line.
Flint rushed over and removed the meat from the bun, tossing it away so he could take its place as Mirabel hid behind the line, thinking she would look ridiculous disguising herself as a hotdog.
The FLDSMDFR leaned up, still attached to the uvula, trying to use a beam of light to scan to cavern for me. The beam passed over where Flint was hiding, so he did his best to blend in as a hotdog, which…somehow worked.
The beam of light passed over where Flint and Mirabel were hiding, so they duck down to find another way out of there. Good thing Flint thought of it first, because the uvula moved the beam of light right where he was just a moment ago.
"That was close, for you, to me, it was an easy way to hide for me," Mirabel whispered and Flint nodded as he got into a cocktail olive to blend in and Mirabel did the same.
Once the beam of light was looking around in a different section of the cavern, Mirabel and Flint take their chance to move around the room, climbing up certain dessert foods to get to a higher vantage point, hiding behind a large donut.
Mirabel and Flint stick their heads out of the olives a moment later, narrowing their eyes in determination just as the FLDSMDFR went back to creating food, using water in the uvula.
"We have to come up with a plan, and quick. Quick as a bunny," Mirabel whispered.
Flint nodded as he and Mirabel think for a few moments when a plan formed in each of their heads as Flint whispered, "We got it!"
Mirabel and Flint split up to each side as they grab two shrimp each from the wall.
"Grabbing," Flint muttered.
"Tying," Mirabel also muttered as she and Flint tied pieces of shrimp to long strands of spaghetti.
"Throwing!" Flint and Mirabel toss the end of their shrimps through a hole in a donut that was hanging from the ceiling, which managed to securely hook in once they go through a few times.
"Waiting," Mirabel muttered as she and Flint wait to perfectly time everything. Once the FLDSMDFR released the next batch of food, they take that as their chance.
"Swinging!" Mirabel and Flint say together, using their spaghetti strands to swing themselves forward.
With the momentum, Mirabel and Flint swing around the FLDSMDFR multiple times, wrapping the strands around the uvula like a tetherball so the machine could not suck in any water in the clouds.
Mirabel and Flint land on the ends of the pit that they tie up to, pulling on the strand to make sure it did not escape. An alarm came from the FLDSMDFR, electricity short-circuiting in the system.
"Sorry, old friend," Flint apologized, a torn look on his face as he stared at his greatest invention, but he knew this had to be done. Flint pulled out his phone, staring at the port as he finished, "The kitchen's closed. Hyah!"
Flint slammed his phone into the port, clicking for the kill code to shut down the machine.
"Fight the power!"
Mirabel and Flint widen in disbelief, shaking their heads.
"Dad! No!" Flint yelled, gripped his head in horror and turned to Mirabel. "He sent me the wrong attachment."
And just like that, the FLDSMDFR shot the phone out of the port and into the food wall across from Mirabel and Flint, shattering in into a billion pieces.
Mirabel and Flint blink in shock, staring at the wall in horror as Mirabel asked, "What now?"
Flint thought of something, nervously glancing up at the uvula when he saw it rear up, snapping the spaghetti strands.
Mirabel and Flint barely manage to wrap their arms around the FLDSMDFR to hang on for their dear lives just before the uvula lifted the machine, swinging it in multiple directions to try and shake them off, shooting different foods in the process.
They have manage to slip, but they catch onto each set of its legs. The uvula aimed the machine back toward the pit below, shooting the last remaining food down and stopped trying to throw them off.
Mirabel and Flint dangle over the pit below them, looking up to see the uvula expanding and the FLDSMDFR sucking in clouds that would definitely unload on them in the process.
Each of their hands start slipping from the legs, but they manage to re-grab one of the legs each, barely hanging on. They have to think of something fast otherwise it was all over…both for them and the world.
Mirabel and Flint glance down at the pit for a moment before looking back at the machine.
Suddenly, a thought crossed Mirabel's mind as she said, "Flint!"
"What is it?" Flint asked.
Mirabel pointed Flint down to his feet and he looked at them, spotting the Spray-On Shoes covering his feet.
A brilliant idea appeared in Flint's brain, one that would save them all. Flint looked forward, staring at you for a few moments before he reached into his lab coat.
"When it rains, you put in a coat," Flint shook the can, a smile coming onto his face as he looked up at the chow plopper. "Of Spray-On Shoes!"
Flint sprayed the can onto the chow plopper, coating the inside and sealing it shut forever.
"Yeah!" Flint triumphantly yelled.
"Go, Flint! Go!" Mirabel praised as Flint kept spraying.
The FLDSMDFR started bursting at the seams, coming apart right at that moment. The cavern started to collapse around Mirabel and Flint.
Mirabel and Flint gaze up at the machine one last time before they let go, dropping down into the pit below them.
They hear the machine explode behind them, and they know that it was chasing after us the further they fall. Flint let go of the can, smiling to himself.
Mirabel closed her eyes, ready to experience death.