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- Art class? Yes!

Sir Gareth, if you need models, we're your guys.

- We call this pose "boys looking cool."

- I call it "stop acting the fool."

- The sad part is they stayed up all night practicing that.

- These easels are for the magical abilities test.

It was developed after the 100 Year Wizard Drought.

- Oh, my grandparents told me about that.

In those days, magic markers weren't just markers.

- I bet I'm magical...

since I already have a magical smile.

- You have spinach in your teeth.

- That's the magic.

I did not eat spinach.

- Allow me to introduce you to the person

who will be giving the test...

Sorceress Spitzalot.

Thank you, Sir Gareth.

I am so psyched to assess such stellar students.

- I think I know why she's called Spitzalot.

- If you are one of the sublime students,

who shows magical skill,

you'll be sent away from knight school

to study at the Spitzalot School of Sorcery.

- Yes, I... I don't want to lose any of you,

but, unfortunately, what she spits, goes.

I shall now show you

the spell you all will attempt.

Exevalo, plucky plucky!

Ohhh...

- Oh, calm down.

She picked a flower.

I've punched a dragon.

Reveltray, putus backus.

Ohhh...

- Oh, look at that. She reversed her spell.

Which means she technically accomplished nothing!

To your easels.

- Get ready to be amazed.

Exevalo, plucky plucky!

Okay, no flower.

But, look, now there's broccoli in my teeth.

- How does he do it?

- Oh, Prudy,

did you pull anything out of the painting?

- No. But I did put something in it.

- Oh, look, everyone,

the girl giant wrecked something.

Shocker!

- But she breaks things all the time.

Oh, you were doing that thing where you sound nice,

but you're being mean.

- I guess it's my turn.

Exevalo, plucky plucky!

Huh, it looks like I am meant to save Astoria with my sword.

By the way, has anyone seen my sword?

- Well, none of them can do magic.

I guess you won't plucky plucky any of my students today.

So long, Spitzy.

So it seems, Sir Gareth.

Guess I'll stick around the castle

and do some sightseeing.

- Ahhhh!

Close your mouth before you tornado outta here.

♪ Na na na na ♪

♪ Na na na na na na na ♪

- I'll have the instant omelet.

- I tried to do this at home.

A big mess.

- Fave...

don't...

court...

tonight!

- Our favorite rock band Don't Imagine Dragons

for real is having a concert in the courtyard tonight?

Oh, please tell me we have tickets.

- We have tickets!

- Sweet!

- Oh, Prudyquake!

- Oops.

My bad.

- Dang it, giant, you noodled me.

- I think you look pretty.

- I'm sorry, Sage.

Sometimes I lose control of my giant strength.

- Yeah, well, someone could have gotten hurt.

See this is why giants shouldn't go to knight school.

- Well, they let you in and you're a giant lunch bucket.

- This isn't over.

Buttercup!

- You said it wasn't over!

- Don't worry about what Sage said.

- It's not just her.

Everybody thinks that giants are nothing but wrecking balls.

I signed up for knight school to prove them wrong.

- That's what you do every day.

Except last Tuesday when you tripped

and knocked over that barn.

- I have to find a way to control my giant strength.

And I'm gonna do it... starting now!

- It was like that.

- Oh, I'll steal the ball from the knight.

Time is running out.

Arc shoots!

And realizes foosball is not his sport.

- All right, the coast is clear.

I can try this now.

Exevalo, plucky plucky!

- You can do magic. - Ah!

And you can throw really hard.

♪ Oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh, we will be heroes ♪

♪ We are the Knight Squad ♪

♪ Hey! ♪♪

♪ Yeah-ah, yeah-ah, yeah ♪

- I just saw you take that apple out of that painting.

- No, you didn't.

Memory wipey wipey!

- Did you just try to use magic to wipe my memory?

- Not if it didn't work.

- Admit you can do magic or say goodbye to this guy.

- Why would I care about that thing?

Mr. Fuzzy Phoenix is yours.

- Oh, then you won't mind, if I do this!

- Don't hurt him!

- Tell me the truth.

- Fine. I can do magic.

- How?

When? Who?

No, I know that one.

- When I was a kid, I messed around with some spells,

and realized I can do magic.

- Well, how did you fail that spitty lady's test?

- I tanked it on purpose.

I don't want anyone to find out.

- Why not?

- Well, you heard Spitzalot.

I'd get kicked out of knight school.

I can't let that happen.

Being in the squad is like my family.

- Which makes me Uncle Arcwick.

- Just please don't tell anyone.

- Okay, as your best friend,

I promise not to tell anyone about your magical secret.

- Thank you.

- But I will beg you to use your magical secret for fun.

- How?

The only trick I can do is taking stuff outta paintings.

- Uh...

how many paintings in this castle

do you think have cake in them?

- The answer is "a lot."

Shoot, I shoulda grabbed a painting with milk in it.

- Oh, I might have you.

You can milk this, right?

- ♪ Yeah-ah-ah ♪

♪ Dun dun dun ♪

- Thanks. My friend's having a rough day,

but these will help her bounce back.

Because now she's a ball.

Prudy, what is this?

- This is my stay out of trouble bubble.

Watch.

See? The cart didn't go flying out of the castle.

My days of people only seeing me

as a giant who destroys things are over.

- This is crazy.

And there is no way you can give me a good hug in that thing.

- That's not true.

- Okay. Okay. It is true.

But my giant strength is in check,

and I can rock out at the concert tonight.

♪ Go, Prudy, go, Prudy ♪

- No, Prudy.

You can't live your life in a bubble.

- Uh, yes, I can.

There's no rule against it.

- You're right, there is no rule against it.

- New rule:

no person may live their life in a bubble.

- But, Your Majesty, why is this all of a sudden a rule?

Because, uh...

- Because I am the king and no takebacks.

- Thank you, Daddy!

- I believe I was promised some of your famous s'mores.

Oh, it is good to be king.

- Buttercup, did you see that?

- Yeah. I have the same bubble in red.

- No. Prudence is desperate.

This is our chance to weaken Phoenix Squad

and get revenge on that giant girl.

Come on.

Prudence, is everything okay?

- Not now, Sage.

The king just burst my stay out of trouble bubble.

- Maybe I can help with that.

- Wait. Why are you being nice to me?

- Oh, because this is our chance to...

- Show that we understand how you feel.

- You do?

- We do? - We do.

It's hard being different.

I can't imagine being the only giant in knight school.

- Oh, it would be so much easier,

if I could just control my giant strength.

- I can't control my giggling

when I think about baby pandas.

I really cannot.

- How about we talk about your problem together?

- I guess that would be okay.

I can't talk to Ciara.

She doesn't even think I have a problem.

- Oh, sweetie, you're one giant problem.

Let's get you outta that suit.

- Oh, I really thought she was gonna go flying

around the courtyard.

♪ Oh no no ♪

♪ No no no no no ♪

- I'm so stuffed.

But I haven't had my dessert cake yet.

- Exevalo, plucky plucky!

- To cake!

- Dude, we're gonna be late for the concert.

- We are disgusting.

Let's go.

- We can't go to the concert

looking like Cake Man and Frosting Boy.

- Wait, which of us is...

- I'm Cake Man. You're Frosting Boy.

Obvi.

- We should change,

but we don't have any party clothes here.

Who's this sharply- dressed hooligan?

- Horvath the Horrible. - Sounds cool.

- No, he was horrible.

He attacked the castle with his lightning staff.

Luckily, he was taken down by the first knights of Astoria.

- Aha, that's interesting.

Let's take Horvath's clothes.

- No way.

- Come on, dude.

You've been taking stuff out of paintings all day.

- Yeah, food.

Taking a scary villain's clothes might be tricky.

- Tricky?

You already milked a painting of a cow.

- That milk was delicious.

All right, but this is the last one.

Exevalo, plucky plucky!

- I knew you could do it.

- Ugh, now Horvath's horrible for a whole different reason.

- Although, those heart boxers do look like my size.

- No!

- Fine. Let's go change.

And you thought something bad was gonna happen.

I did. I really did.

- I love these guys.

Best rock band ever.

- ♪ Oh oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh oh oh oh ♪

- Dude, those pants.

- Dude, that shirt.

You look amazing.

- No, you look amazing.

- No, you do.

Boy models forever!

- Guys, I'm telling you this as a friend.

This has gotta stop.

Have you guys seen Prudy?

I'm really worried about her.

- Well, I'm worried about us.

- Wha-a-a-a-at?

- Is that Horvath the Horrible

from the painting in our squad room?

- How would we know? We hate paintings.

- And we certainly don't eat them,

if that's what you're implying.

- ♪ Oh oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh oh oh ♪

- Guess he didn't like that song.

- How is this possible?

- Maybe someone used magic

and let him out of the painting

because his best friend talked him into it.

- You two did this?

Which means Warwick can do magic.

- How do you know I'm not magical?

- Because you'd be bragging about it.

- She got me there.

- We need to get Horvath back in the painting,

so we need to bring it down here.

- Doesn't it weigh like 500 pounds?

- We need someone super strong.

- It sounds like a job for Frosting Boy!

- She already left to go get Prudy.

- She's way stronger than you!

- No need to be rude.

- Have you guys seen Prudence?

- Oh, yeah, we've seen her.

She was so upset that you wouldn't help her

with her giant strength problem, so I helped her.

- What did you do?

- I met a beaver who tried to get me to join the circus.

- What did Sage do?

- Oh, I just convinced your giant friend

that there's only one solution to her problem.

So, Prudence quit knight school.

- What?!

- Maybe she didn't hear you.

- Prudence quit knight school?

- Oh, good. She heard you.

- Prudence?

Prudence?

My bestie's gone.

Looks like I'm gonna have to

carry this painting without her.

Ohhhhhh!

Almost got it!

Oh!

- What're you doin'?

- Prudy!

You're still here!

- Yeah. I was on my way out.

Then I found some cake in the bathroom.

- You can't quit knight school.

- I have to.

I mean, Sage is right.

There's no way I'm ever gonna be able to

control my giant strength.

- Sage is wrong.

So you break stuff sometimes.

You can also do amazing things...

things that no other knight school student can do.

- I am the only one that can

crack coconuts under their armpits.

- Exactly.

Your giant strength is what makes you special.

And right now we need it to stop Horvath the Horrible.

- Ooh, the savage villain from that painting?

Oh! Who's no longer there!

- No, he's outside trying to fry Arc and Warwick.

- What?!

Our friends are in trouble?

Ahhh!

- Whoa, you were all like...

- Thanks.

Where am I takin' this thing? It's too heavy.

- Why did we have to eat 30 cakes?

- Oh, that's gotta hurt.

- Yeah, it did.

And it still does.

- Okay, the painting's here.

- All right, Warwick, use your magic to get him back in.

- Yeah, about that.

I'm not doing it.

What?

- If people see me do magic,

I'll have to leave knight school.

- There's not gonna be a knight school,

if you don't put him back in the painting.

- I don't want you to leave,

but I also don't want the last thing I see

to be that guy in his underwear.

- I'll never let that happen to you, bro.

I'll do it!

- Prudy, you get the painting behind Horvath

and we'll figure out the rest.

- Got it.

- Be ready with the magic, Cake Man.

- I'm always ready, Frosting Boy.

- Get him to fire again!

We'll use his lightning against him.

- Hey, hey, Horvath!

You've been wearin' the same underpants

for a thousand years!

- Warwick, now!

Reveltray, putus backus!

- Warwick, that was amazing.

- Um, guys, we did it.

- No, you did it.

These fools let him out of the painting.

- And put him back.

You're welcome.

- And the best part is no one saw me do magic.

- Warwick, I... I saw you do magic.

- Or did you?

Memory wipey wipey!

- Yes, we all saw you do magic.

- Why don't it work?

Because that's not the way

you do the memory wipe spell.

But I'll teach you

when you're transferred to my school of sorcery.

- Man, he's right in the splash zone.

- Sir Gareth, I don't wanna go to sorcery school.

I wanna stay in knight school with my friends.

- Warwick, I understand, but it's not up to me.

You leave for sorcery school in the morning.

- Why can't he be a knight and do magic?

He's going to sorcery school

because that's the rules.

- Hmmm...

rules, you say?

- New rule:

Warwick shall stay at knight school and do magic.

- But Your Majesty, why?

- Because I'm the king and I like s'mores!

- You heard the man.

I'm gonna be the first magical knight, y'all.

- We need to celebrate.

To the cake museum!

- Well, Spitzy, you came for my students,

but you leave with this...

pfffffft!

- Thanks for convincing me to stay in knight school.

- See? I told you the hug's better without the bubble.

- Yeah.

- Ugh, we get it. You have feelings.

- Ahem, excuse me, Sorceress.

My buddy Sage actually wanted to know

the history of your school.

- No, it's okay. No, I don't.

Oh, certainly.

Since the inception of sorcery,

citizens of Astoria have been astonished

to see so many subjects with sorcery powers.

- Nice. You put her right in the splash zone.