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I am Mia.

Dream of some fantasy Or maybe just another kind of reality As I stand

my ground when the darkness falls I feel like I can be a hero today

Sarah didn't eat a thing.

She knows today's the day.

It's hard for her.

I know, Mia.

But if it's not her old school in the valley, I'll have to send her to that

specialized boarding school.

Far away in Milano.

There are no other options?

Unfortunately not.

This is our last weekend.

Then I have to go back to school.

I know.

Will you keep your promise with Fabio?

Promise? It was just a stupid bet. A deal.

Well, Fabio hasn't learned how to ride a horse, has he?

So he didn't keep his part of the whatever-we-call-it bet.

So why should I keep mine?

That voice.

It's not...

Mr. Meloni, it is.

And Fabio's with him!

On a horse!

Hello!

And now check this out.

Wow, what's he doing, a handstand?

Hey Sarah, can you believe I am riding?

Meet Alberta.

She's even friendlier than Alberto.

And I've been on Alberta the whole way up.

No fainting, no panic attacks.

Even though my butt hurts a little bit, but I think that's normal, right?

Don't worry, you'll get used to it.

Won't you, Alberta?

Hey, Dancing Queen, want to go for a ride?

Yeah.

Peppino!

Riding is surely a lot of fun, but that's not what we're here for today. Am

I right or not wrong, Fabio?

I need...

Both your signatures here.

Yours and your mother's, Sarah.

And I need them today.

Well, actually yesterday.

Because if you want to come back to school, we've got to make some changes

to the school and that is going to take time.

Maybe first some butterfly cookies.

Oh, very nice.

Made them this morning.

Butterfly cookies, but they look more like hearts to me.

Two hearts make a butterfly.

Oh, yes.

And two is better than one.

I'm glad you like the cookies, Mr. Manoni.

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

I know.

I know that I can be funny sometimes without even wanting to be. And I also

know that I must be a very...

Annoying teacher for someone like you, Sarah, who is blind.

Or disabled.

Disabled. Or partly disabled.

How do I say it?

Blind was correct.

Well, there you are, you see.

I'm not perfect either.

And sometimes I just get overwhelmed.

Annoying hits it.

Sarah? No, she's right, she's right.

Look, look, you've got to be honest about this.

Sarah is welcome to come back to her old school, but I know there are going to be

times when we do not see eye to eye.

But if you do sign this paper, Sarah, it's going to be an adventure

for all of us.

But if you're not 100% up to this adventure, well, then I honestly suggest

you go looking for another school, Sarah.

Don't worry, Sarah.

You can do it.

I mean, look at me.

If I can learn how to ride a horse, I'm sure you can... Wait, please.

This is fun.

Sarah, don't even try to convince me, okay?

It's not what I'm here for.

Say your password.

Though the world may darken or fall apart, you're never lost, lest you lose

your heart.

I'm so, so amazed that I'm able to see.

Boy, is this difficult.

Mia, Sarah, come on over here and help us figure out this puzzle.

Hey, girls.

Wow. So this is the legendary heart of Symptopia.

That's the idea. But so far, it's just a legendary pain of a puzzle.

Unless the Oracle can give us a clue.

Though the world may darken or fall apart, you're never lost.

Lest you lose your heart.

Nice saying, but vague as always.

Kiara!

She says you should give it a try.

May I?

Be my guest.

Moo!

We need the king!

Well, you found him. What's the crisis this time?

And Ono's hurt. More and more unicorns and elves arrive every day.

Once the night vine grows over their homes, the crater is their only refuge.

Hang on, Chao.

There's the problem.

Selfish snake.

Stubborn Scrooge. Whoa, whoa.

Peace. Peace is my middle name. And Penny pinches her fuss. Please, guys.

What's all the fuss?

I need this giant pot for the communal soup kitchen.

And I need, demand, payment for it. Fair payment.

I told Polytheus he can eat as much soup as he wants.

That's all I can offer.

And I told Cookie I prefer sugar. I abhor soup.

Listen, Polytheus. Our sugar supplies are nearly depleted.

The little bit that's left we need for our sugar gilliers. It's our only weapon

against Gargona and her insect men.

And my hunger does not count?

Hunger? Try rampant appetite.

Is there a difference?

Moe, you're the king. Please decide.

Four cups of sugar and the pot is yours, King Moe. I will not negotiate this

time. No, Polytheus.

I hereby confiscate this giant soup pot.

We needed to supply food for everybody. But I... You're being way too selfish

with your demands this time. These are hard times and everybody's got to

compromise.

Now, you're invited for free soup like everyone else. But the sugar supply

stays untouched.

Honestly.

Thank you, Mo.

Come, Buttercup.

This place is not for us.

Best we take our leave and seek out serious clientele. Goodbye and

bon appétit.

Was that too hard? You can't make everyone happy. I can keep the chaos

under control much longer.

Then we'd better get to solving that heart crystal puzzle. Fast!

Come on!

Elves. Wow, looks like you're almost done. Not quite.

It may look easy.

But the last pieces are really tricky.

Because when you place them wrong... Oh no!

Well, time to start all over again.

Howdy, friends.

Hi there, everybody.

Look what I found in the basement.

Old scissors.

Old and useless, I know. Useless, my hoofy foot.

As we have problems with that nasty plant outside, I thought I'd make myself

useful. Introducing my newest invention, super predictive weed-killing scissors.

Cool, huh?

Fuddle, that's not a good... Oh, really? Watch this.

No, don't.

Cutting it was a bad idea, wasn't it?

More like a very bad idea.

Oh, Jugglesnuff, then there's nothing I can do to help, is there?

Buying time by stopping the vine from growing is actually a good idea, Fuddle,

in theory.

But scissors are the wrong answer, in reality.

Well... What about a weed killer? Some stinky potion that can wither that nasty

old vine?

Well... Great idea, Fuddle.

I say go for it.

Yippee! I'm gone already.

And back before you can say, Double Snuff Fuddle is a genius inventor!

Mo, you know as well as I do, there's no remedy for the night vine. Only the

heart of Syntopia can cure it. I know.

But I just couldn't stand seeing Fuddle lose all hope.

This way he'll keep up his spirits.

Getting tricky again.

And the good news is, victory is almost ours.

I've heard that empty promise before.

What if the elves have assembled the heart crystals by now?

Then I'd have no chance of stealing that golden unicorn horn.

What's the news?

Elves trying to brew a weed killer against the night vine.

Weed killer? What a stupid idea.

How helpless.

Pathetic meddling elves.

Let them have their herbicide against the night vine.

I lost track.

That was amusing, right?

This is actually your chance to finish off the elves for good.

Is it? How?

Listen carefully.

This trick works but once.

Mix two juicy thorns of the nightmine, then...

Home, sweet home.

There's no getting in anymore.

Right. Go!

stupid plant frightening me so there he is sly old snake how do we get

him to pass dracon's special remedy on to the elves by being smart watch me and

learn oh buttercup why do i get the nagging feeling it was stupid to leave

the elves i mean there are only customers left

Return, customers.

Lucky day.

Polytheist, old chap.

So good to see you.

I've had a rough day, Gargona, so you can forget charming me into any

discounts. Really?

Shame. Because we urgently need... candle holders.

You wouldn't buy any chance.

Regretfully, Candle, those may be difficult to come by these days.

We'll pay handsomely. How handsomely?

Gold. Three pockets full.

Oh, well, gold's not worth very much these days. What about sugar?

Sugar? Sorry, Polytheist.

Gold's all we've got.

And, well, this.

Except this one's off the table. What? Is it?

Just my favorite drink.

Homemade. Very strong.

Though if you were to spill it, it'd have the same unfortunate effect as weed

killer. A weed killer, you say?

Silly side effect.

What can you do?

Give it to me.

How did you do that?

By being smart.

Deal.

Do it.

It's gotta fit. It just has to.

Only one way to find out.

Come on.

It fits.

Oh, no.

What did we do wrong?

There must be another pattern.

Come on, guys. Let's try again.

Final.

I did it, my king.

Come on, try it.

See?

Amazing, huh? I wanted it to wither away, but... Well, my inventions always

seem to turn out different than I expected. Wow, this... I... I can't

believe it. It seems to be cured.

You see, a fair transaction is when both parties are satisfied.

Polypheus, what are you eating? Sugar, my fair trade.

Being as I was the one who sold Fuddle the main ingredient, Insect Dandidax's

favorite drink.

What? You bought the main ingredient from our enemies?

Whatever works.

Smells like...

We've been tricked.

Fuddle, everybody, don't touch...

Oh, no!

Attack!

There's another solution to this. I can feel it.

Something we're just not seeing.

We're under attack!

Come on!

Come on, girls!

Stay beside me, okay?

And Chiara, you stay here and hide. We will be back for you.

Anchao, you save Sarah.

Find us with your ring!

Come on, Anchao!

It

must

be a message.

Not spy bugs.

Instead of trying to make sense of what you do not understand, do your job and

get that pink unicorn.

Relax, it's all under control.

Finally, my own throne.

Pretty cool. Pushy for an elf seat.

So, what is it you do exactly?

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Chiara, we've got to get out of here. What? Right.

Not without the heart.

She's got a snake.

Dance, you little pink plague, before I... Thanks for packing these up for us,

Gargona. You!

Dax! Get them, you imbecile!

Brilliant.

Kara, did I ever tell you how proud I am of you?

Mia! Kiara!

Mo! Sarah!

You alright?

Sarah and I... Well, we took a nap.

Not exactly by choice.

Mia! Kiara!

You made it!

And they brought the heart crystals.

Though the world may darken or fall apart... You're never lost lest you lose

your heart.

I thought all was lost.

But now I know it's not. We're gonna solve that puzzle.

We never lost heart. And we never will.

A rest is what we need, though.

Look at Kiara.

Oh, Sarah. That's our sign to go for today.

Really?

See you soon, friends.

Did we really do what we did? You bet.

Goodbye, Mrs. Pelletti.

Are they still here?

Yeah.

Can we wait till they leave, okay?

Sarah, this is how I see it.

In Syntopia, you're brave enough to fight the meanest creatures imaginable.

And here, at home, you cannot face one of your best friends and a teacher who

actually cares.

That's not who you are.

Don't they at least deserve an answer?

And again, thank you both anyway.

Maybe it's all for the best.

So, goodbye.

Mr. Maloney!

I'm sorry.

You were right.

A blind girl in school?

That's gonna be some adventure.

But you know what?

Ventures and me?

That's a match.

I dare to see you on Monday, Mr. Maloney.

Eight o'clock sharp.

Come on guys, let's go for a ride.