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After hours field trip engaged.

I call butterfly pavilion!

Negatory, Private.

We're here to see one item only... the katana

of General Shinjin, ancient Japan's

legendary snow monkey warrior.

Monkey with a sword.

Legendary warrior, Private.

Everything I know about combat I learned

from Shinjin's theories.

And so does history, forged in steel.

Ha.

Ha.

Ha.

Ha.

Monkey sword.

Ow!

Fount it, Skipper.

Ooh!

And it's right over there, in the hall of occursed artifacts.

Oh!

Lucky I came prepared.

Good work, Private.

What you got?

Garlic?

Wolf's bane?

Trust you brought enough to share.

Lunacorn eat sparkles and sleep on rainbows.

Ugh!

Move in.

That sweater-vested neck beard left

Shinjin's sword in this swing.

It's nothing but cursed relics and unholy bric-a-brac.

You should not be here.

Oh!

Because we totally found all these fancy fancies first.

Check it out!

Voice-changing changing royal neck-oration.

I will eat your soul!

My soul tastes like gummy worms.

Pray tell, explain this unsanctioned tag-along.

The king likes to keep up on the latest royal

accessories... you know, orbs, scepters.

Did you know they put sparklies on the eggs?

It's like now I am the king of breakfast too.

I'd advise a strict look but don't touch policy.

This entire hall is crawling with fowl spectral energy.

Be still, your sparkly princess.

Yeah.

I know.

Spooky.

Please don't hurt me, talking jar.

Oh, no.

Hey.

Hey, sorry.

Not everyone gets my humor.

It's more chuckle funny than ha ha funny.

I see somebody has a unicorn.

I like... no.

Let's commit to love.

I love unicorns.

She likes to have he tail b... brushed.

Ah!

Oh!

The sword of General Shinjin.

It's no magic egg.

I don't know.

That is a nice sword.

Hey!

Whoa.

Woo-hoo-hoo.

You are a naughty, jealous egg.

This is all illuminating history.

Where is Private?

He should be witnessing this.

Now some think the softness comes from brushing.

But actually, I hand fluff each strand separately.

That is so funny.

I would've said brushing.

I really would have.

Private!

Hey!

Whoa.

I'm so sorry!

I didn't mean to.

Ah!

You have broken my surrounding prison of several centuries.

You have freed Kuchikukan, Destroyer of Worlds.

Nice going, buddy.

You tricked me.

You wanted that urn broken.

And I'm going to possess your body to destroy this planet.

Turns out, I'm kind of a jerk.

What?

Posses my... my body?

Whoever breaks the mystic prison

hosts the spirit trapped inside.

It's standard cursed artifact law.

I took an online course.

Ah!

Ah!

Oh, come on.

The unicorn broke the urn?

Fine.

Let's see what this body can do.

Kick in the face. Oh,

evil, I've missed you.

Stop that pink play pony!

What?

There's just no way to make that sound manly.

You want to dance, prom queen?

Yeah.

Get some destroyer of worlds up on ya.

I hate to burst your bubble, but you realise you're stuck

in the body of a preschool toy.

You're not even a choking hazard.

Ha!

Matter of time, chief.

Once I possessed this loaf of smoked cheese,

two weeks later, bam!

Six worlds destroyed.

See ya!

Compared to that, this body is hugs

are the best medicine.

OK.

That wasn't me.

Ah!

Peekaboo.

To the face!

Ah!

Wee!

Private!

What is wrong with you?

Why are you doing this?

Seriously.

Kuchikukan, Destroyer of Worlds.

It's right there in the name.

So, Lunacorn expert, chit-chat me.

This toy I'm in, any special functions,

secret abilities, optional apocalyptic accessories?

What?

Hey, cat, he's an adaptive spirit.

Tell him nothing, Private.

The more he learns about his host body,

the more he unlocks its world-destroying powers.

Well, it was a very thorough online course.

World-destroying powers?

Come on, it's a Lunacorn.

What's he going to do?

Comfort us to with his night light?

Ooh!

Whoa.

Time out.

I have a night light?

Yeah.

Ah.

Time in.

To the face!

Ah!

Oh.

Rico, get us airborne.

Ah!

Thank you.

Ah!

Hasta la planet, chump un uros.

Mm.

These sparkles are yummy.

700 years to come up with that exit line and you ruin it?

I miss the cheese loaf.

Boys, we just got taken to school

by Pink Princess Ponycorn.

And there ain't no manly way to say that.

Hey, penguin peoples, I think you

should be checking this out!

Of course.

The pictographs from Kuchikukan's urn.

Perhaps there's some kind of clue on them.

Well, uh, no.

I just need everybody to see how skillsy

I am with the picture puzzles.

That is a very evil cheese loaf.

Uh, guys, maybe this one.

General Shinjin trapped the Destroyer

of Worlds in that urn?

Apparently with the help of some

supernaturally powerful glowing...

Sword?

Ah.

Yes.

I got so awed I forgot to finish my sentence.

So Shinjin's sword is hiding a few hoodoo

secrets of it's own, aye?

Apologies, General, but we need to borrow this.

How come I do not have a glowing super sword?

We got you that egg.

Ah, shut up.

No one is impressed with you anymore.

And now, mystic sword, I command thee,

find and defeat the Destroyer of Worlds.

Ya!

Well, worth a try.

Kowalski, let's get this thing back to the lair

and puzzle out its secrets.

Aye, aye, Skipper.

Right.

And Rico and I will go find this Kuchikukan tricky liar pants.

Right.

Wait.

Say what?

This is my apocalyptic mess, and I intend to clean it up.

Yeah.

It's your mess.

Not my mess.

Crazy mission approved, soldier.

What's your plan?

Well, he's trying to learn about Lunacorns.

I figured I'd just think like one of them.

Oh.

How wonderful.

Well, you know, it's not like I you

can make the apocalypse worse.

Some think the softness comes from brushing, but actually

I hand fluff each strand separately.

Oh, Prince Shares-a-lot,

you are so wise in the ways of proper tail grooming.

Yes.

Yes.

I know about the fluffing.

Give me power.

Negative again.

I've tried spectographic hydrolysis,

geosyncrotic metallurgy, even a few sciency sounding

things that I just now made up.

Skipper, this may simply be an ordinary sword.

Forget all the lab rat mumbo jumbo.

Maybe all this supernatural super weapon needs

is a warrior's touch, and a reason to fight.

So wait.

You want me to throw a watermelon at your head.

Come on.

We need to test this sword in a combat situation.

Now, make it as real as you can possibly... Ah!

Mm-hm.

Sword!

I must bring the glowing magic home to the cave.

I did it, King Julien I grabbed it, and I ran with it,

and now we will be besties forever.

Yeah.

I did not agree to any of these terms.

Tackle coming.

Ah!

Oh!

Yeah.

Uh.

Ah!

No!

Tail, you greedy dope.

That sword was our only way to stop the Destroyer of Worlds.

Oh, you think that I am not also upset?

But instead of crybabying, I am fixing the problem.

First, I've decided I'm wanting the egg after all.

Skipper, look.

Forces of evil beware.

Once more General Shinjin rises to fight war.

Somebody broke my sword, didn't they?

But... wait... I... I don't know.

It is standard soul in object law,

break the vessel, host the spirit.

Yeah.

We got that with the urn guy.

Kuchikukan?

You have freed the Destroyer of Worlds?

What for has he taken?

Laugh now, but you will talk, Prince Shares-a-lot.

You will talk. I call laughter tickle

music. And thanks for chiming in, village idiot.

Never insult a good-named Lunacorn!

Yeah!

Oh, please, tell me this body's got more powers

than night lights and tail brushing.

Sharing is the strongest power of all.

OK.

See what I'm dealing with?

You dream and dream about stealing a new body,

and when you do, hi, princess hairdresser.

Take that back!

Princess Self-Respectra is the noble leader of all

the Lunacorns, and together they...

I wasn't supposed to say things.

Noble leader of all the Lunacorns?

See, that I can use.

I love you.

You're my best friend.

Attack!

Hm.

Small.

Very soft.

Tail could be useful.

Does this body have any combat experience?

Well, he gets kicked a lot.

Mort, can you hear me in there?

Do you remember where I left my booty scratcher?

There is no need for shouting!

Although I am the dominant spirit in this body,

Butterfly!

Sometimes that happens.

Never mind!

I found it!

Two brains, one body.

The medical implications alone are...

Not important.

We've got a lethal Lunacorn to stop.

Oh, man, seriously.

I even feel like a nut just saying that out loud.

No.

You are right to be concerned.

Kuchikukan can wreck planetary destruction

from even the simplest host body.

This one time he possessed a cheese loaf.

Heard it.

Had to buy the picture frame.

That was after two weeks.

With the Destroyer's new body, I fear

we may have less than a day.

Before Private's favourite toy destroys the earth.

Yeah, see it's weird when you say it out.

It... it is weird.

Already Kuchikukan must be unlocking

devastating new powers.

My hair is super shiny.

Thanks, Private.

I owe you one.

And quick tip... you may want to collect in the next few hours.

I love.

What the...

You give the best hugs.

I fear we may already be too late.

And I fear pinatas.

They come to life when you sleeping.

This is really the best we got?

And we know you've beaten this Kuchiku yahoo before.

Can you do it again?

I can.

With the right weapon.

I will need my sword reforged.

Sir, it would be an honor.

Yes, old friend.

It is good to see you again too.

Ooh.

Your sword is all better.

Can I have my body for me again?

Apologies, but I must borrow it awhile longer.

Awesome!

Your men are tracking Kuchikukan.

How do we contact them?

I usually just turn on the TV and look for the scream.

Chaos here in Midtown as reports of molded plastic

mayhem fly in from around the globe, the questions mount.

What is causing it?

Who can save us?

And how long can the world survive this Lunacorn anarchy?

This is Chuck Charles, an I have always been afraid of unicorns.

Help me, Mommy.

Ow.

Ow.

Ow.

Hey!

But they're Lunacorns.

Ow.

Oh, right.

Give it up, Private.

Or actually, scratch that.

Don't, because it's pretty hilarious to watch.

Are you really enjoying this?

Oh, yeah.

And this isn't just chuckle fun.

It is totally full blast, ha, ha.

You monster!

Yes.

And you out of your league.

Back down or get smacked down, cowboy.

You've taken something beautiful and it horrid.

The Lunacorns aren't your puppets of evil.

They're peaceful creatures who eat sparkles, sleep

on rainbows, and believe in the awesome power of imagination.

The awesome power of imagination?

OK.

Um.

Could you just forget that last bit?

Aye-aye-aye.

Lunacorns have the power of imagination.

And, oh, mama cita, do I have one sick imagination.

Oh, dear.

Ka-boom maybe?

Well, we've got to try.

Uh.

Junyan, I didn't expect to see you fighting with us.

Yeah.

It turns out my kingdom is part of this Earth planet

that's going to be destructored.

Who knew?

Everybody.

Is basic geography.

Witchcraft!

All right, you little... How did he get gigantic?

I don't know.

I've got no idea.

Are we really doing this?

You chuckle-heads couldn't even beat the teeny me.

But this time we brought a friend.

What?

Kuchikukan, my old foe, General Shinjin has returned.

And your end of the world ends here.

I liked your magic pronouncements.

As do I.

Oh, nu-uh.

That doe-eyed puffball is your host body?

Rain is how clouds give kisses.

Touché.

Let's just fight.

Hugs for everyone.

Sunshine makes smiles grow.

Shinjin needs backup, boys.

Take out those minicorns.

I call rainbows upside down color smiles.

Color smiles.

Love is a rain cloud.

Careful, everyone.

Kuchikukan has imagination powers now.

He can make these Lunacorns do anything.

Imagination powers?

I mean, what does that even... Whoa!

Be nice to everyone, and everyone will be nice to you.

Oh!

Sparkles!

Oh!

Oh!

Sparkles!

My favourite color is sunshine.

Green light.

Ow.

Do you not realise how annoying that is?

Then let us finish this with a surge of Bahatsu.

Whoa.

Whoa.

Yeah.

You don't jump straight to the Bahatsu.

That's... that's uncalled for, sir.

Now, Kuchikukan, Destroyer of Worlds,

prepare to be sent back to...

Ow!

Why do you do this to the feet,

angry unicorn darling?

No one stomps at feet!

Yeah!

In your face that you don't have anymore.

Great.

Now I have to summon another surge of Bahatsu.

Did that look easy to you?

I am sorry.

Just stay back.

We had a Destroyer of Worlds to vanquish,

and there will be no more interference from feet.

He's the only one who knows how to use the sword!

No.

I understand now.

It is what the creepy, two-brained monkey Mort

was trying to teach us all along.

The secret of the sword is believe in yourself!

OK.

I was just to guessing right there.

Hey, can anybody see the bottom of my hoof?

I think I got some last hope for planet Earth on there.

Yeah.

The apocalypse and the burn.

So how does everybody want to go?

Because I can imagine up some crazy stuff here.

I know.

Pink lightning!

It's like what!

No good, Skipper.

He's out cold.

Why did Shinjin have to wind up in Sad-eye's body?

It should have me!

Or really anyone who'd been less stupid.

Marlene would have been fine.

Hey!

There is nothing more tragic than a legendary warrior

overcome by his tiny brained mortal host.

Wait.

Mortal host!

That's it!

Wait.

What now?

We may not know how to defeat the Destroyer of Worlds,

but we do have someone who knows his Lunacorns.

What?

Yeah.

I'll second that.

What?

He's stuck in a Lunacorn body, Private.

There must be some way to use that against him.

I... I... I don't... OK.

Wait.

It's risky, but I think I've got something.

Pretty, pretty end of the world.

Um.

Excuse me, Mr. Destroyer of Worlds.

In a moment, Private.

Don't make me imagine you with a mouthful of snakes.

OK.

Well, obviously you're in a rush to get on

with the end of the world and whatnot,

but, uh, I just thought you might be feeling a bit,

well, peckish.

Peckish?

You know, hungry.

I mean, if I'd been stuck in an urn for 700 years

I'd be starving.

Sure.

Tum-tum's making some growl growl.

Why?

You want to be a sacrificial meal?

Silly Billy.

Lunacorns don't eat penguins.

Lunacorns eat sparkles!

Sparkles.

Let's be special friends.

Ah!

How's it coming, Private?

Just hold them off, Skipper.

He's almost there.

So hungry.

So tasty.

Come to tum-tum.

Yes.

The sparkles do look delicious.

To the face!

It's working!

Ah!

What the...

Viva Du France!

We... we did it!

We destroyed the Destroyer of Worlds!

Way to clean up your mess, Private.

Impressive that my mighty blade has saved the earth once more.

Well, I mean.

Well...

Yeah.

Ugh.

Nope.

My work here is ended.

Should evil threaten again, you will know where to find me.

Guard it well, worthy friends.

Uh.

Sure.

Uh.

We'll put it to good use.

Who else wants a victory sandwich?

Ooh!

I do! Right here!

I do!