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For Lana Longbeard and the Mighty Windbreaker,

every quest from Admiral Lovejoy is a call to greatness.

Our spirit is as unbreakable as the waves are endless.

Ah, the sea salute.

Well played, ocean. Well played.

Lana, we're fetching the admiral's lost keys.

It's hardly important.

You kidding, Doc Chops?

Finding the admiral's keys is critical.

She can't open her desk drawer without them.

Oh, not again.

The truly important find

are these delicious golden sea carrots.

Mmh.

Whales usually gobble them up before they're ripe.

Mmh... Huh?

I see them!

I know. Aren't they gorgeous?

Aw...

Hey! Get back here, you adorable thief!

No, no, no!

Ha!

Oh, I can't wait to see Lovejoy's face

when I hand these over. She's gonna be like...

Lana!

Oh, no. The keys!

Dad! After that beloogie!

Rudder to starboard!

What happened down there?

-Er... -Lana saved my life

is what happened,

from a beloogie whale about to eat me.

-What? -Er, I what now?

- Wow. - Wow.

So, as is the way of the Clops,

I am now your duty-bound guardian.

You're my what now?

Guardian.

On my home island,

we are honor-bound to guard our saviors.

But I didn't mean to knock you out of the way of the whale.

It was an accident.

Accident or not,

I'd be whale food right now if not for you.

Lana Longbeard,

I vow to protect you to the end of your days.

Or the end of mine, whichever comes first.

Do you accept my sacred pledge?

But we all look out for each other already.

Right, Dad?

Yeah, but if Dr. Chopov is guarding you,

then I can really focus on my new hobby.

Painting the view of the sea from my quarters.

Nice brushwork.

I wish I had a guardian.

Okay, fine. You can be my guardian.

Yes! You won't regret it, Lana. And thank you, Boreas.

Mmh...

Uh-uh. Carrots are for heroes only.

Thanks.

No, thank you.

Now we just have to track that whale

and get Lovejoy's keys back.

Oh... To Lana.

What is taking so long with my keys?

So, what's it like to have your very own guardian?

Do you love it?

It's definitely... different.

Hmm.

Don't mind me. Just guarding your eyesight.

That is not necessary.

Well, neither is finding the whale that tried to eat me.

Why give it a second chance? But you know what is necessary?

Guarding your scalp from these tangles.

Was that the whale?

Er, just my stomach.

Oh. I'll get lunch.

Phew. That should buy me a few minutes of peace and qu...

Never mind.

Dr. Chopov, you've outdone yourself.

Nuh-uh-uh.

This is to guard Lana's digestion.

That's for everyone else.

Snerks? You didn't even cook them.

Sadly, as Lana's guardian,

I don't have time to cook for anyone else.

I'll be painting in my quarters.

Chopov, this is great,

but you can stop being my guardian, like, anytime.

Like, say, now?

I appreciate the offer,

but the only way out,

besides one of us...

...is for me to save you the way you saved me.

But don't worry. As long as I'm around,

you'll never be in danger again.

Sprog? No! Bad blarg!

Come here.

Wow.

I really thought I was gonna be jealous,

but nope.

How am I gonna get out of this?

Hmm.

If Chopov has to save your life

the way you saved theirs,

but you didn't really save them,

then if you put yourself in fake danger,

they can not really save you and you'll be even.

Wait, no. That's a terrible idea.

Time to end this guardianship.

Oh, Dr. Chopov?

Lana? What?

Oh, my God!

No!

Ah...

Oh!

Wow. Lana, you saved all our lives.

Hmm.

Oh, this was for... Oops.

Lana, we should talk.

I saw what happened.

You're so used to helping others,

you can't accept help,

even when you're putting yourself in harm's way.

Is it possible to fire a guardian?

No.

Did I ever tell you about my best friend, Chiplov?

Back home, Clops are hunted by a monster

called the Mangetout. So being saved is a huge deal.

Chip and I took turns saving each other, as is tradition.

Those near-death experiences were the best days of our lives.

I didn't mean to disrespect your tradition.

I won't put myself in danger again.

Not on purpose.

And I'm going to make sure of that.

How am I supposed to find Lovejoy's keys like this?

Uh-uh, water's icy. Not worth the risk.

Hmm.

Is it too early for dinner?

I could go for some sea carrot soup.

Oh, I'll get cooking.

And I'll look for the whale

somewhere Doc Chopov can't find me.

Gotta find that beloogie whale.

Oh, come on!

Hey, kitty, kitty. Nice kitty.

There you are. With the Admiral's keys!

Aw.

Is that a croconut?

Lana?

Lana!

No! Wait!

Mmh? Why is the ship sinking?

Oh, there's a hole in the ship.

There's a hole in the ship!

Lana!

Chopov, save the ship!

I have to... save you... first!

Ta-da!

Huh?

What is going on?

I put myself in fake danger

so Doc Chopov could stop being my guardian,

but it backfired, so I snuck off

to look for the whale and I found it.

But now, there's a hole in the ship!

- What? - Er, what?

Oh.

Plug it. Bail it. Drop it.

I'm coming for you, Lana!

Oh! That's cold.

Ya-ha!

Achoo!

Yes!

I'm gonna need a hot shower after this.

No, no, no! Yah!

Get away from her, you beloogie!

Lovejoy's keys!

Thank you!

Achoo!

-Achoo. -Achoo.

- Achoo! - Achoo, achoo.

There. Now, here's some snerk soup for you.

And for you.

Achoo!

Way to save Lana, Dr. Chopov.

I didn't even know that I had it in me.

And now we're even.

-Guardianship over. -Phew.

But I'll always have your back.

Me, too.

Yes! My stress ball.

Admiral, your keys have arrived.