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- I don't have to touch one.

I'll just take a selfie with my magic mirror.

- You can't take a selfie here.

- I just wanna send one to my dad.

I haven't told him I'm in Astoria yet.

- Hey, how about you send your dad

an "I just saved the kingdom" selfie?

- Good idea.

I sent him the crystal room selfie,

and he never responded.

He still has no idea where I am.

- Actually...

he knows exactly where you are.

- Dad? - Hello, son.

I've come to take you home.

- Ciara, I had this weird dream

that my dad showed up to take me back home.

- Still here, son.

Gimme a hug. Ha! Ha!

- Hi, I'm Ciara. Nice to meet you, Arc's dad.

- Call me Xander.

Unless we're in front of law enforcement.

Then my name is Curtis.

- Ciara, do you think you could give us a minute?

- I'll respect your privacy.

You'd better tell me everything later.

- I am so glad I found you, Arc.

When your mother and I escaped Seagate

after Ryker captured it,

we wondered if you'd fled to Astoria.

- I did! I did! - I know! I know!

- I've missed you.

- I've missed you, too, son.

I want my partner in crime back.

Without you...

stealing from the rich just seems wrong.

- All right, but I can't go.

I'm in knight school.

- Oh, come on, you're gonna be a Knight of Astoria?

How did you even get into knight school?

- Well, I...I tricked people into thinking

that I'm a dragon blood.

- Now that's my boy! Huh?

Did you use the move I taught ya?

Smile and push.

- Come on, stop pretending that you wanna be a knight,

and come home with me,

and be the charming thief that I raised.

- All right. Sure.

- Okay, but first I've gotta do something.

- Students, I gathered you here to tell you

that you do not need to be here.

There is no class today.

- Is that a reward for stopping Ryker's invasion?

- No. I'm leaving for the Second Annual

Metal Hand Trade Show and Fish Fry.

- Well, that sounds weird and delicious.

- The training yard will be off limits.

Warwick!

You may enter to feed Slobwick,

since I agreed to allow that adorable menace to live here.

Awww...

- Warwick!

Don't let anyone else in the training yard.

- I won't let a single person in here, sir.

Prudy, we should throw a secret party here

and invite everyone we know.

I've always wanted to throw a secret party.

That would be so bad!

- Throwing a party, huh?

Guess you're gonna want my help.

- She's great at throwing parties.

She threw a rager for my pet hamster's baby shower.

- Please, you think we don't know how to throw a party?

- We don't know how to throw a party.

- Yeah, but she ain't have to know that.

- Do you want my help-- yes or no?

No.

- Fine. Your loss.

- Oh! You guys are totally invited, though.

- Oh, whatever.

- I'll be there!

- Come on, Prudy, we've got a party to plan.

- Oh! I have an idea.

Our party should have...

music.

- We are so good at partyin'! - Yeah!

Hey, Ciara.

- Back off! - Oh!

No, that was my fault.

- What are you doing?

- I'm hiding from my dad, okay?

He wants me to leave Astoria

so I can go back to being his partner in crime.

- Well, you're safe here.

He's never gonna find you in the training yard.

- Ka-booyah!

- Did I say never?

I meant definitely.

- Hey, Dad!

I've been looking everywhere for you.

- Nice to see you.

And what's ka-booyah?

- Imagine if Kaboom and Booyah had a baby.

That beautiful child would be Ka-booyah!

- Awesome catchphrases run in the family.

- Anyway, like I was saying

before you bolted out of the courtyard,

you just don't belong here, so,

come on, let's go.

- But, wait. You have to let Arc stay.

- Yeah, Dad, give me a day

and I'll show you that I belong in knight school.

- I'm sorry. My mind's made up.

- I'll give you this pouch of gold.

- Changed my mind!

- Yep.

-Do you wanna know a secret?

-I'm a princess whose father

won't let her become a knight.

Please let me go to Knight School, Daddy!

Please, please, please!

So I use a magic ring and secretly train as Ciara.

Yes!

-And I'm Arc, a charming thief,

who has the same dream.

I'm destined to become a knight.

-But people from outside the kingdom aren't allowed

in Knight School.

-So I'm pretending I belong here.

-Now, we protect each other's secrets.

-So we can achieve our dream of becoming knights.

- All right, we have a serious problem here,

and I'm the only one doing the nervous pacing.

- Dusting tiaras is how I handle stress.

- Well, then give me that duster, girl,

because I am stressing.

All right, how are we gonna convince my dad

to let me stay?

Ooh, you're right. This is relaxing.

Thank you.

- See? One of the perks of being a Princess.

Oh, that's it!

I'm the Princess.

- Yes, and I'm Arc.

How is this helping?

- The Princess can tell your dad

that the royal family needs you to stay in knight school.

I'll wear my fanciest tiara,

and he'll be like, wow, I gotta listen to her.

- Great idea.

Not even a Seagater would openly disobey the Princess of Astoria.

- You disobey me twice a week.

- No, I disobey Ciara.

She's the Princess of Nothing.

By the way, thank you so much for helping me.

- This is an actual super-fun party

that we threw--us!

- I know, right?

Even Slobwick's havin' a good time.

- Oh, and it was a great idea

to replace all the weapons on this wall with donuts.

Oh, Sage, Buttercup,

so glad you could make it to our party.

Do you hear the music?

That's my idea.

- Well, told you we could throw a party.

We didn't need your help at all.

- Good. Because I don't offer my help twice.

- So, what are you doing here, then?

- I came to drop off Buttercup.

- Oh. Bye, Sage. I'm gonna go dancing.

Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!

That girl slays all day.

- Well, check it out.

Everyone's having fun,

and Sir Gareth will never find out.

- Yep, everyone's dancing, snacking,

and there's a weird goat dude comin' out of the woods.

Ha ha ha! Ha ha!

Goat dude?

- Sweet! Ha ha! I've got a party to cra-a-a-ash!

Yeah! Woo-hoo! Wah-ha!

- Hey, uh, who and what are you?

- Name's Marty the Party Animal!

- Nice to meet you.

Please leave.

- Can't do that, bro.

I feed off party power.

I take normal parties,

and I crank it up to the ma-a-a-a-ax!

Yeah! - Oh!

- Yeah! Ah! Yeah!

Yeah! Ha ha ha! Yeah! Yeah!

- Woo-hoo-hoo!

- Yeah! - Yeah!

- Is this usually what happens at parties?

- I don't think so.

Why did you let me play music?

- Okay, my dad will be here any minute,

so, come out when you hear me signal.

- Got it.

Just don't use your stupid bird call.

Bird call! Good idea!

- There you are, son.

Now hurry up and try to explain to me

why you should stay in knight school

so that I can shoot you down,

and we can get outta here.

- Very funny, Dad,

but I think you're gonna change your mind.

Ca-caw! Ca-caw!

- Well, hello, Arc.

- Whoa! You know the Princess?

- Yeah, she's a big fan.

Princess, this is my father.

- If I knew I was meeting a Princess today,

I would have showered.

- So, what's new, Arc?

- Bad news.

My father thinks that I should quit knight school.

- But you can't.

You're the most promising student in knight school--

after Ciara.

- Really? You're that impressed with Arc?

- Yes. Not as much as Ciara, but...

if Arc would leave the kingdom,

the Royal Family would be so bummed out.

- Well, after hearing this,

I wouldn't dream of taking you out of knight school.

- Excellent!

I'm just gonna go find Ciara

and tell her how she's slightly better than Arc.

- I'm sorry, son. I was wrong.

- I am so glad you understand, Dad.

- You've befriended the Princess--

so that you could rob her blind.

- What?

- And I'm totally gonna help you do it.

- Oh, this keeps getting better.

- Yay! Our plan worked!

You get to stay in knight school!

Firework fairies!

-Oooh...

Ahhh...

Our plan didn't work.

- What do you mean?

- My dad thinks I've been plotting

to steal from the Princess.

He even wants to stay and help.

- What did he say when you told him

you'd never do that?

- A funny story, actually.

- You didn't stand up to him.

- No. - Arc!

- Look, he was so proud of me

when he thought I was returning to a life of crime.

- But that's not you.

- No, but...

I mean, it's who my family is.

If I turn my back on my dad,

it'll destroy him.

- I understand.

But if you steal from me, I will destroy you!

- Hey, maybe there's a way to fix this

without stealing from you

or breaking my father's heart.

- Tell me your plan, or I will destroy you!

Sorry. I'm on a destroying kick right now.

- Okay, my father and I will go to your room

to steal the tiaras,

but you will have already moved them...

...with magic!

- Or I could just move them, myself.

- Boring, but fine.

Okay, then I'll tell my dad to leave

while I spend the next year searching for the tiaras.

- What happens when your dad comes back?

- Aw, that's next year's problem.

- Woo-hoo-hoo! Yeah!

Let's ra-a-a-a-age!

Yeah! Ha ha!

Yeah! Ha ha ha!

Yeah! Woo! Yeah!

- When that party animal touches people,

they party like animals.

Oh, I see.

- Hey, guys! Check it out!

It's raining shields!

Ha ha ha ha!

Yeah! Ha ha!

Yeah! Yeah!

- If he keeps throwing stuff over the cliff,

Sir Gareth's gonna know we had a party.

Stop him, Prudy.

- I'm not touching that thing!

If he turns me into a party animal,

I will knock the whole castle down.

- Woo! Ha ha!

Your party's awesome!

And a little scary.

You should get Sage.

She'll know how to fix this.

Woo!

- We're not getting Sage, right?

- Of course not.

Let's just use Slobwick

to chase away that party animal.

- Hey, little furry dude.

Let's pa-a-a-arty! Ha ha ha ha!

Yeah!

- Okay, yeah. Let's go get Sage.

- Uh-huh.

- Ka-booyah! - Kwa-zow!

You know, we maybe shouldn't yell our catch phrases

when we're trying to be sneaky.

- Good call.

Let's get those tiaras.

- Okay.

It's empty.

Gosh! Dang! Darn it!

Ahhhh!

I'm so disappointed.

- What terrible person would steal those tiaras--

before we got a chance to steal them?

- I have no idea.

Ca-caw! Ca-caw!

Sorry, I've got a...

I've got a bad case of the bird cough.

- Thank you, Ciara, for moving my tiaras

to the summer castle.

You have once again proven

you are slightly better than Arc.

- Oh, Princess, are you okay?

I heard a weird bird.

Good heavens, the bird stole your tiaras!

I'll have the guards arrest all the birds.

- Daddy, they're not stolen. I had them moved.

And I don't need tiaras

when I have the most valuable thing in the kingdom--

my dear, sweet Dad!

Oh!

You say the sweetest things.

Come on, let's go look at your baby pictures.

- Well, that settles it.

Dad, you go home, and I'll find those tiaras,

while pretending to be a knight school student.

- No, son, you heard the Princess.

There's something even more valuable here.

- The baby pictures?

Oh, no, Dad, trust me. You don't want those.

She was a very awkward baby.

- I'm talking about her dad.

We'll capture the King

and then trade him for a ridiculous amount of gold.

I call it "Operation Capture the King

and Trade Him For a Ridiculous Amount of Gold."

- I call it "Operation, Oh, No, What Have I Done?"

- Okay, Arc, let's go over the plan

using this perfect diorama of the castle courtyard.

- I've gotta say it, Dad. You are really crafty.

- Now, every night, the King and the Princess

go on a cake run.

Now this muffin is the King.

And this mini-muffin is the Princess.

These two potatoes are the King's guards.

Now they run ahead with the cake

and the King chases afterwards.

Once they're outside,

I slam the gate shut,

and now that he's defenseless,

we just snatch up the King

and zip line to rich town.

- Okay, I'm gonna rig the castle gate.

- All right, I'll, uh...

I'll meet you down there--

right after I throw up.

- What's all this?

- My dad made it.

It's a model of our next heist.

- Your dad's still here?

You have to stand up to him

and tell him to call off whatever he's planning.

- It's not that easy, Ciara, okay?

Seeing my dad made me realize how much I miss him.

And I don't wanna ruin that relationship.

- Arc, I get it.

I have a hard time standing up to my dad, too.

- Then we'll stand up to our dads together?

No way.

I have a magic ring to solve my problems.

You have to decide what you wanna do--

follow your dad or follow your dreams.

- That's good advice.

The Princess was right.

You're slightly better than me.

- Oh, no. I don't see Sage anywhere.

- Me, either.

I just see a girl that looks exactly like her

knitting with those old ladies.

- Warwick, that is Sage.

Sage, why are you in a knitting circle?

- Oh, because I wanted to have this sweater ready

for when you came crawling back to me for help.

Ha!

- Some weird party animal guy showed up,

and he's destroying the training yard.

- Unh, let me guess.

Marty the Party Animal.

Great dresser.

Lousy party gu-e-e-e-est.

- Yeah, yeah. How do we get rid of him?

- Ah, so you do need my help.

I shall, once again, refer to the sweater.

Ha!

- We're sorry.

We thought we could plan a cool party.

But we should have realized

that we really need your help.

- And we do need it. We need it real bad.

- Fine.

The only way to get rid of a party animal

is with a party pooper.

- Clean this mess up!

- Turn that music off!

- And you guys, get off my lawn!

- This old dude's draining my power

and killin' my vi-i-i-ibe.

- The party magic's going away.

His powers wore off.

- Oh, no, Buttercup's still infected.

- Nope, that's just Buttercup being Buttercup.

- Wahoo!

Sage, they're playing my song--

in my head!

- Oh, yes, I can hear it, too.

- Hey, you beat it or I'll call your parents.

- Oh, not my m-a-a-a-a!

- Yes!

- He's finally gone.

- I don't know why you're celebrating.

You are in major trouble for throwing a crazy party.

- He's right. We did throw a crazy party.

- Yes. It was completely out of control.

Oh, we're so bad! - Yeah!

- Hey, stop enjoying this!

- We can't. We're party people now.

- It looks like the flavor

of tonight's cake run is red velvet.

- Release the cakes!

Now, honey, remember,

it's very important to stretch before exercising.

And stretch and yum,

and stretch and yum.

- This is it, son--

our first crime since we've reunited.

Let's do this.

- Wait. No, Dad.

I can't.

- What are you talking about?

- Dad...

I love you, but...

I don't wanna be a thief

like the rest of our family.

My dream is to become a knight.

- You're choosing being a knight over family?

- If you're making me choose...

then, yeah...

I guess I am.

I'll have to do this myself, then.

- No, you won't.

Dad, put down your sword or I'll make you!

- Why is the gate down, and why do those two

look like they're about to fight?

- This is a knight school theater club production.

It's called "Let Me Live My Life, Dad."

- Excellent.

I'm rooting for the dad character.

Go, Team Dad!

- Oh, wait! I can't see.

- Not bad.

- I told you.

I'm destined to become a knight.

- No knight has ever been able to handle

my signature two-sword attack.

I call it "My Signature Two-Sword Attack."

- Okay, you've seriously gotta stop naming things.

- Ka-booyah!

Your move, kid.

- Kwa-zow!

Okay. I give up.

You win.

- Yes, Arc beat his dad!

In this awesome play,

'cause it's not real life.

Oh, this was fabulous.

I told you the child would be victorious.

Now, come, Princess.

I'm too tired to chase cakes.

I'll just eat the one under my bed.

- Wow, son, you're amazing.

- 'Cause of what I learned from you--

and knight school.

- Well, I'm convinced.

Clearly, you are meant to become a knight.

You can stay. - Thanks, Dad.

- Can I tell Grandma I beat you in a duel?

Absolutely not.