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[Angie] Hey, guys, what's up?
Just eating these delicious cupcakes
that Dante's mom made.
I brought one for everyone.
Did you bring one for me?
Oh. I didn't mean everyone everyone.
How thoughtless of you.
Hey, Wyatt, I did some awesome work on our history project.
Oh, hello, Wyatt. I'm Benjamin Franklin.
Yes. Those who can give up their liberty
deserve a kite shoved down their pantaloons.
Did Benjamin Franklin really say that?
Dude, we're totally going to rock this project.
Mr. Spinader loves theatrical presentations.
So if your King George costume looks as good as this,
we are totally getting A's.
Yeah, about that.
I'm the king!
That's your King of England costume?
You look like the king of a dumpster.
I know, it's horrible.
I can do math, I can do science,
but I cannot make a costume to save my life.
No, no, I emailed you all those pictures, patterns,
and that video tutorial called How to Make a King George III Costume.
Yeah, I kind of haven't checked on that yet.
Dante's been blasting my inbox with crazy cat photos.
There's this one tabby, oh it's so good.
There's no way that we can get an A with this costume, okay?
We'll fix it together.
If I can make a Ben Franklin costume look cute,
I can certainly make you look good with a little bit of work.
Thanks.
[ring]
So how does tonight sound?
Oh, I can't. Me and the guys are hanging out at HQ.
Dante found these crates for when Max tried to start
a chain of space hotels, so we're gonna dig through them.
Wow, that sounds like fun.
I know. I mean who knows what could be inside of them?
Space towels.
Tiny bottles of space shampoo and conditioner.
Little space mints for under your pillow, ah.
Man, I love rummaging through stuff.
I could spend hours at thrift stores.
Right up my alley.
Yeah, well, we'll work on the costume
some other time.
Thanks, Angie.
See ya.
Me and the guys are gonna look through a box.
Should we invite Angie?
Nah, man, she's too busy being alone and talking to herself.
[sighs]
Well, you're getting the pink ones. And glitter.
[groans] Top shelf.
Yep, those are the ones.
Oh!
What?
Weird.
I'm still talking to myself.
Ah.
What's up, Angie?
Can you believe I got this XXX triple XL shirt for free?
Yes.
Why aren't you ready for school?
I'm not really in a rushing mood.
Dante!
Normally, I'd be with you.
But today, school's kicking off international foods week,
by giving out parfaits for breakfast for free.
And I'm all about the free stuff.
Oh, look.
A tiny sculpture of Angie.
No. Not free, not me, and not yours.
Come on, Angie, let's go.
They're gonna run out of parfaits.
You should probably go. Go on.
Get out of here. Yeah, I'd probably just slow you down.
And she's probably right. Let's go.
You sure, Angie? We could walk slow.
I'm good. Go on, get out of here.
Thank you.[Student]
Man, I can't wait to eat these parfaits.
So fried and crispy and covered with butter and syrup.
Parfait is yogurt with fruit and granola in it.
- It is? - Mm-hmm.
Then what am I thinking of?
Gone. They're all gone.
The universe may be infinite,
but not the school supply of parfait.
No, no, no, no, no.
I just found out what a parfait actually is.
I have to have one.
Oh, you mean one of these?
[gasps]
How did you beat us to school?
I'm a fast walker. Hey Carl, do you want this?
I'm really not that hungry.
[struggle] No, no.
Parfait...
Precious French-sounding dessert.
Sorry, Reg, I'm booked solid this weekend.
Man, I can't believe you're not coming
to my sweet 16 birthday party.
I'm telling you, sweet 16 is typically a girl thing.
Nah, you're mis-hearing me, son.
It's not a sweet 16. It's a sweet 16.
It's totally different. Check it.
I've been practicing for my big day.
You coming now?
Come on, man. It's gonna be way better than my quinceanera.
That's Spanish for 15.
He's hatching.
- Will you take off that shirt! - No.
It looks like you can host a circus under there.
[sighs] Fine.
Why didn't you just wear that one?
I was wearing it, under the giant one.
Okay look. Either the janitor's closet's Angie's new locker,
or something strange is going on.
Yeah, Angie somehow beat us to school
even though we left 15 minutes before her.
It's like she teleported or something.
Or something.
Oh, man, I'm so hot.
Okay, where are you keeping those?
[all] Aha!
Where'd she go?
- Wait, wait, wait. - What?
Oh.
[all] Ha-ha-ha!
[laughs]
Hey, Wyatt, check it out.
It's that tabby I emailed you.
[both] Oh!
What?
[mumbling]
Ah!
[both] Angie's house.
Uh, school's janitor closet.
[both] Angie's house.
Ohhh.
Okay, hold this.
Ha.
Something you want to tell us?
Uh, why didn't you tell us about this Angie?
Well, I didn't think I should bother you with it,
since you three seem so busy all the time.
Awesome! I found another one.
[Angie] Another one? I thought there was only one.
Whoa, hold it, Dante. That could be dangerous.
That hole leads to school, but who knows where this one goes?
You're right, it could be dangerous.
Tulta Munille.
- Don't! - Wait, Dante!
[groans]
Well, we tried to save him.
[screams]
Aah!
This hole leads right back to HQ.
You all right, man?
Oh, yeah, I'm fine.
I wasn't about to cry or nothing.
- He was about to cry. - I was not about to cry.
Check it.
Two more.
What do we do? What do we do?
Let's see if they lead to a bank vault. Come on!
Done!
- Boy. - Wow.
What exactly are these things?
Whoa! In Dante's closet. Really?
- Uh. - Must be a wormhole.
Just like in Conqueror of All Worlds.
Holes in space and time that let us travel
from one place to another.
- Um. - False alarm.
Unfalse alarm, huh.
Which I guess would just be an alarm.
It's Dante's locker.
These must have leaked from the game somehow.
- Uh. - Speaking of leaks.
Let's not open that, shall we.
There's kind of a lot of them. Shouldn't you get rid of them?
We destroy monsters, Angie.
We don't destroy doors to awesome.
Oh!
Woo!
This one leads to Sammy's Water Park
and Rollercoaster Corn Dog Land.
It's awesome.
I can top that.
Hey!
That was my second to last corn dog.
[laughs]
[Dante] Going back for more corndogs.
Think of the possibilities.
We are never going to be late to class again.
And now I can make it to every party I've been invited to.
Which will make my fans happy.
Which will no doubt get me invited to even more parties.
Yes!
Did you see that?
I just saw something go into that hole.
Where?
There. It was right there.
Probably just saw Dante.
Dante, do you see anything in there.
No, and I looked around because I need some mustard.
No, no, no. I think something is inside of them.
Like something really creepy and scary-looking,
and not Dante creepy and scary-looking.
I think we should stop using them.
[Lyle] Better idea.
We could look for that creepy thing
while we use the wormholes all the time
because they're the greatest leak ever.
Angie, come here.
Closer.
I want to tell you a story.
There once was a boy who dreamt of eating corndogs
three meals a day.
- Okay. - That boy was me.
I'm living my dream!
Don't you dare ruin this for me, Angie!
I'm not trying to ruin anything, okay?
I just want to help. But fine ignore me like you always do.
Okay, let's do this.
Corn dog land à go-go.
Living the dream.
Do it!
Can I have some heart-healthy snacks?
Maybe a super food!
Blueberries are good!
Gah! Weird Carl.
Hey, Regular Wyatt.
Some girl borrowed my history book.
Had to crawl practically back in to get it.
It's cool. Sometimes I sleep in my locker.
Okay.
- Gah, Angie! - Here.
- Wow, you finished my king costume. - Yeah.
This looks amazing.
I would hope so. I spent half the night on it
while you three knuckleheads were wormholing around town.
Thank you so much for this.
That's what friends who act like friends do.
Friends who act like...
Whoo! Oh, my God!
[screams]
Yikes.
Woo!
Cool! I won't miss the couch again.
Well, Pinky and I are filled up
to our esophaguses with corn dogs.
I feel awesome.
Side note. Don't go through that wormhole.
Leads to the dumpster behind Taco Depot.
No good.
Ha.
Well, most of the wormholes are dope.
I'm at three birthday parties right now,
and I got to admit Reggie's Sweet 16 is off the hook.
- Yeah. - I thought that it was going to be all girly and stuff,
But no, man, they got ponies.
- Ponies? - Yeah.
Sounds pretty girly.
What? No.
Like they're manly ponies.
They got names like Thunderbolt and Flamehoof.
We get to feed them, like, little sugar cubes and stuff.
Hey, could you hand me my pants?
- Sure thing. - Okay.
[laughs]
Ah, man.
Wow.
Thanks, brah.
[Lyle] All right, back to Reggie's.
It's my turn to brush Thunderbolt's mane. Yes!
Guys. guys. Have you noticed
that there are a lot more wormholes here?
So?
Well, I don't think they could all be leaking from the game.
It's like something is making them.
You know maybe Angie did see something.
[siren sound] Here comes the wormhole police.
You and Officer Angie had better start
a thorough investigation, Wyatt.
That way, we'll be able to enjoy our corn dogs
and birthday parties knowing that you two
are keeping the wormholes safe for all of mankind.
Let's hit it, Dante!
Yeah!
Bye! Bye, guys!
Thanks for listening to me.
[groans]
No more using my living room as a wormhole walkway, okay?
Dante tracked rotten guacamole all through here.
Wait, I just came here to say I'm sorry for ignoring you.
The cupcakes, the costume thing.
I have been a jerk.
Truth is, I don't know what I'd do
if you weren't there to get my back.
Um probably fail Mr. Spinader's class
with you borked king costume.
Yeah. And I'm thinking
that maybe you're right about the wormholes,
although I have no idea what would be inside of them.
Well, they're wormholes, right?
So maybe a giant worm has been making them.
Okay, wormholes are not made by worms.
It's a term for cosmological entity
with a negative density.
[hissing]
[screams]
[whining]
Or they're made by a giant worm!
Lyle and Dante are in those wormholes!
- We got to warn them. - Wait.
Maybe we should just stick to old school streets and beats.
Dante! Lyle!
They're not at Sammy's.
Or Reggie's,
although there is a pretty sweet face painter.
[ringing]
Lyle, listen to me.
There's a giant worm lose in the wormholes.
Yeah, we know.
It, uh, pushed us into...
Where?
Nowhere...
It pushed us into uh...
- Pink--
- ...into... - [Wyatt] Where?
Look, I don't know, but we're stuck in here, okay?
And between you and me, Dante's starting to lose it.
[Dante] This is it.
We're going to be stuck in here forever.
We need some sort of rules if we're going to survive.
We need to form a government.
First order of business, voting a president.
I nominate Pinky. All in favor.
All right. The pinkies have it.
Pinky is president.
Who's Pinky?
Lyle, I'm calling for backup.
My beta house, it's being destroyed.
You're worried about the beta house?
What about us, Max?
Max, you created the game. What is going on?
Must be the Morthorn Worm.
- The what? - [Lyle] The what?
It's a creature from the beta version of Conqueror.
I deleted its mountain home
and replaced it with a dungeon.
The worm went nuts
and started eating holes in the programming
like it was hot brisket.
So I deleted the worm.
- [scoff] - At least I thought I did.
So now the worm is eating holes in reality?
It's turning reality into Swiss cheese.
Lyle and Dante must be trapped in some rift in the fabric
of the space time sandwich. What a pickle.
Okay, you got to stop with the food talk.
I'm sorry.
You guys called me in right before lunch.
I haven't gotten to eat yet.
[loud thud]
Whoa!
Forget about Lyle and Dante.
It's everyone for themselves.
I've gotta get to my hover yacht before the world implodes.
[screams]
- Max! - Oh!
[Max] Oh, come on!
Whoa!
Forget about Lyle and Dante, huh?
President Pinky doesn't tolerate acts of treason, Max.
Get him! Sic him!
Time to go worm hunting.
Let's bait this hook.
[fires]
[screams]
It's gonna be okay.
[screams]
Ah!
- Whoa! - Ah!
Oh!
Okay, I'm out of ideas.
Wait, wait, wait. Max said that the worm started acting
all jinky when he deleted its home.
So maybe it's just looking for its home.
- That's right. - Yeah.
One of the many benefits of actually paying attention to me.
Too bad Max turned it into a dungeon.
I mean, we'd have to hack the game
and totally rewrite the code to restore it.
How long do we have to pretend
like you don't know how to do that?
Okay, I maybe totally know exactly how to do that.
- Yep. - Don't tell Max.
I'm still on the phone.
- [Max] Rude. - Shh.
[phone beeps off]
And done!
Done.
[loud thud]
[scream]
Great. Wait, but the guys are still missing.
[Lyle] Incoming!
[groaning]
Get off me, fool!
You did it.
No, you did it.
Okay, I did it.
Nice work sending Mr. Worm home.
Oh that was all Officer Angie.
Thanks, Officer.
And sorry about, you know, not doing anything from before.
What?
We shouldn't have ignored you, okay?
Oh.
Bro.
Thanks, gal pal.
Look, gamer or not,
you'll always be a part of the Neverfail clan.
Huzzah!
Huzzah!
Thanks, nerds.
[both scream]
Weird Carl.
What are you doing here?
I have no idea.
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm okay.
Probably just get abducted by aliens again.
Oh!
It happens.
I'm sure it does.
What are you gonna do?
Oh.
What are you gonna do?
He got abducted by aliens,
and we got stuck in a wormhole.
Isn't that a weird coincidence?
Get off my computer.
♪ Fine, Ben Franklin, the colonies have won ♪
♪ Your stupid revolution is over and done ♪
♪ Over and done
♪ Did not see this coming, this is truly absurd ♪
♪ A surrender from me? I'm King George III ♪
- ♪ King George III - ♪ King George III
♪ Come on, Your Majesty, why you gotta hate? ♪
- ♪ Call us by our new name - ♪ What
- ♪ The United States - ♪ The United States
- ♪ The United States - ♪ The United States
♪ Time for you to do what's right and fair ♪
♪ Is pick up your cool pen and sign ♪
♪ That treaty of chica-chica ♪
♪ Treaty of Paris
[applause]
[all] All right.
Technically, King George wasn't at the signing
of the Treaty of Paris.
A member of Parliament signed in his stead.
But you had a dope beat,
a monster hook, and
I love those costumes, so...
B-plus.
[both] What?
That's fair.
We have another verse.
I'll give you an A if you don't do it.
Yes.
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