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♪ Touché away! ♪

♪ Touché away! ♪

♪ Touché away! ♪

Clackity Clackity Clackity

♪ It's Touché Turtle! ♪♪

There once lived a young prince

who was about to celebrate his birthday.

Mm, boy, my favorite flavor, notty pine.

The king was worried because the prince

was very fussy about his gifts.

Fussy? Why, last birthday he threw a tantrum.

Turned royal purple. He didn't like his gifts.

So this year, the king had sent to far-off places for gifts.

I had to go all the way to Hackensack

for this diamond-studded yo-yo.

Big deal.

I think I will now throw a royal tantrum.

Here goes... Ahh!

Please, Royal Junior!

What do you want for your birthday?

Well, Royal Daddy

this year I want a real fire-breathing dragon.

Well, why didn't you say so?

I'll get one right a...

Fire-breathing dragon?

Uh, that's impossible.

And then the king got smart.

He looked in the yellow pages.

There under "Dragon Disposal" he found the name

of Touché Turtle and his able assistant, Dum Dum.

Duh, Touché away!

Quickly, Touché found the dragon.

Ooh! Ouch!

Hey, bud, come here.

- Got a light? - Sorry, ol' boy, I haven't.

Well I do. Here.

Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!

You know, I believe I'm smokin' more

and enjoying it less.

En garde, you bad ol' dragon.

You've exhaled your last flame.

Take that and that and that.

Thank heavens for little dragon fighters.

His bravery warms me heart.

So I'll warm his in return.

How embarrassing. I've run out of gas.

I'll be right back.

Fill 'er up.

glug glug glug

Why, everything's okay under the hood, thanks.

Duh, good luck with your fire-proof suit, Touché.

- Thanks, Dum Dum. - Touché away!

Well as I live and breathe fire, look what's comin'.

How do you like them apples, you nasty old dragon, you?

Uh-oh, this kid's gotta go.

How do you want yourself done?

Rare, medium or charcoal broiled?

Go right ahead. Who cares?

I got on a fire-proof suit.

See? What did I tell you?

How terribly embarrassing.

Remember, Dum Dum, turn on the water

when I give you the signal.

Duh, right, Touché ol' gladiator.

Now, Dum Dum! Put his fire out!

Can do!

Bon voyage, pal.

Turn it off! Turn it off!

You think I'll catch a cold, Dum Dum?

Nah. No, probably nothing worse than p-neumonia.

Oh, I'm sorry, may I dry you off?

Help, Your Majesty!

Look, Royal Junior Touché did it.

Oh, boy!

Now I can do what I always wanted to do.

What do ya know? He blew out my pilot light.

Well, that's that. What else do you have for me, Royal Daddy?

I got somethin' real special for 'im.

- Happy birthday. - Ooh!

Happy birthday. Happy birthday, dear Prince.

I wish I'd given him that.

Ain't it the truth?

Y-you said it. Heh heh.