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Woo-hoo-hoo!

THEY GASP

THEY GIGGLE

Woohoo! To the skies!

Full speed ahead.

- I wonder what the emergency is.

- Maybe a poison has transformed someone into a monster,

or a sickness has left a poor maiden in need of a knight's kiss.

Mwah.

- SHE LAUGHS

- Or maybe it's a case of a former knight

with an overactive imagination!

- Whatever it is, it sounds huge.

- She's been in there all morning!

- Hm.

- Ah, at last!

Oh...!

SIGHS WITH RELIEF

Ah-ha-ha...

- So, what exactly is the problem?

- I don't know what to do.

I really need to poo, but it's just not happening.

- Hm...

- OK, any ideas?

- Maybe if we squeeze her, then something will come out.

- Urgh. - Hm, maybe too dangerous.

I think our gnome friend is a little constipated.

It's very stressful.

If we can relax her, then everything will, you know, flow.

- Urgh.

Hm. I'll take care of this.

Relax right now!

It's critical that you relax!

Hm.

- I know a great way to relax.

Hoo! Hoo-hoo!

- Dancing?

Come on!

- Hm. - I haven't done this for years!

Oh, this takes me back to my younger days.

I was quite the...

- GURGLING

- Oh! Gotta go.

- Ah...!

- Waa...

- PF-F-RT!

- We did it!

- Ha! Gold star!

Don't you want to join in dancing?! It's great to loosen up.

- Well, I'm loose as a goose.

You don't tap like this if you're not loose.

- Oh, I needed that.

Thank you, Pearl, thank you, Zog,

and thank you, uptight knight.

- Oh, uptight?

I-I don't think so.

- PEARL CHUCKLES

- It was funny, you know, that gnome calling me uptight.

- HE LAUGHS

- Imagine! Me, uptight!

- Oh, er, well, you're just not as relaxed as me and Zog.

- I beg your pardon?!

- It's fine. Some people can't dance.

Well, unless they contract dance fever.

- Dance fever?! - Oh, yes. It's probably a myth.

There used to be stories about a fever that made people dance

nonstop.

- What, like this? - Oh!

- ZOG HUMS

- Zog!

- Huh. Dance fever...

- OWL HOOTS

- Hm. "Super, Super, Super Rare Mythical Conditions."

Meh...

Aha!

Dance fever.

Hm.

- CROWING

- Ow!

No! - It won't hurt, I promise.

- Oh.

Oh... - Hm.

Aww. Did you try and relax them?

- I could do my dance.

SNAPPING

- Huh?

- Don't worry - I'll do it.

Good morrow, young fella, me lad. - Oh!

- Huh? - Huh?

- Oh!

- You seem different.

- Oh, I'm just my normal relaxed self.

Might be a good time to do that injection now.

- Yay! He-he!

- Ha-ha!

Whoa, hup! Oop!

- BONES CLATTER

- Ah! - There.

All done.

- Oh!

- LAUGHING

- I'll see who's next.

Oh! Ah! Oh! Oh!

Keep on moving! Oh, yeah!

Get those heartrates up!

- Oh! Could you slow down a bit?

- You'd think I'd be able to, but apparently I can't!

- Oh.

- HEARTBEAT

- Oh. Your heartbeat is very, very fast.

- Ahem. Ahem.

- Er, Gadabout, do you have to dance all the time?

- Oh, yes. Can't stop.

So relaxed!

- SHE SIGHS

- Hmm. Forceps, please, Gadabout.

Gadabout?

- GADABOUT GRUNTS

CRASH!

- Sorry.

- Now, er, you shouldn't feel any pain.

- Ow!

- Ooh, sorry.

- Ow! - Sorry!

- I'll...come back another time.

- Oh...!

- Sorry.

- OK, what is going on?

- You're not yourself.

- I know, I know.

But don't worry. I'll be back to normal as soon as it's worn off.

- As soon as what's worn off?

- Dance fever.

You see? It's not a myth!

- Oh, no!

- You gave yourself dance fever?

- Yes, well, thought it couldn't hurt to...relax a touch.

Like you and Pearl.

Bit of fun! Actually, rather looking forward to it fading.

- Don't want to worry you, but dance fever doesn't fade.

- Begging your pardon?!

- It needs a very rare antidote to be taken within one day

of getting the fever, or it's permanent.

- Um, when did you give yourself dance fever?

- Last night. - If you don't get the antidote by sunset,

you'll be stuck dancing forever.

- HE GULPS

You're taking the news really well.

- No. It's terrible news.

I just can't stop dancing.

- We need purple pine cones from the tallest tree in the forest,

berries from a slime berry bush,

and a tail scale form the fiercest dragon in the land.

I just hope we've got time.

- How's it going up there?

- Nearly there.

- Look out below.

- HE GRUNTS

- Slime berries! But how do we get them?

- Step aside, for Sir Gadabout the Graceful is here!

- Careful!

- Huh!

Ha-ha!

Hup! Hup!

- Good.

We'd better hurry. The sun's about to set.

- This is where she lives.

The fiercest dragon in the land.

I'll go in and ask her for a tail scale, dragon to dragon.

ROARING

ZOG SCREAMS

Sorry.

- Let me try.

- She'll burn you to a crisp.

- If she can catch me!

Ha-ha...

- Oh, you got it! Right, potion time.

- ZOG GULPS

Oh, no, were we too late?

- Oh...

Oh, sorry, Gadabout.

- No! Dance fever! This cruel affliction!

Must I always dance and prance? Is this my life now? Am I cursed to...?

What?

They stopped!

Ah! I'm not dancing!

It's a miracle! - Yes! - Yay!

- A little dance to celebrate.

- LAUGHS

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No, I won't be dancing again for a long time.

- Phew. - But maybe I do need a way to relax,

so I'm not such an uptight knight.

What do you think, Zog? - I think...

DRAGON ROARS

..we should fly away. - Quick!

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