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♪ Mighty Magiswords ♪

♪ It's the name and career ♪

♪ Mighty Magiswords ♪

♪ For sleuthing siblings who quest ♪

♪ Mighty Magiswords ♪

♪ Which is what they do best ♪

♪ Mighty Magiswords ♪

♪ They have special tools ♪

♪ For which they are fools ♪

♪ These guys lose their mind when they collect and find ♪

♪ The Mighty Magi...swords ♪

ANNOUNCER: At Warriors for Hire Headquarters! Points!

Hey guys, how was your shopping expedi--

exposi-- How'd it go?

Prohyas: We got this basketball magisword

at a Ralphio's Scratch of Den sale.

No idea what a basketball is, though.

It's orange and I want to see what it does.

Prepare to be dazzled, dearie.

Yay.

Hmm, that gives me an idea for a game.

Can you use your magiswords to help me?

That's my favorite question. We need enough planks

to cover the ground 94 feet by 50 feet right here.

That's pretty specific, Grup.

Are you sure you just made this up?

Don't look at me! Let's go, let's go!

Announcer: Walk the Plank Magisword.

Celery Magisword. Wickersnapper Magisword.

I call this a "basketball court."

Okay, duder, now what?

Okay, okay. Try to put that ball in that basket.

Everything about that felt right.

Let me try. Let me try.

Oops. Oops. O-o-o-oops.

Aww. Cheer up, Grup, buddy.

Just consider me your point man. Ready for take off?

Oh, yeah. I like take off.

Think fast. Not my strong suit. Yay.

I feel the sudden urge to say "swish."

I think this game would be better with more people, too.

You know, I think... 10 would be good.

I got to start writing the rules down.

Okay, it's done. Here you are.

Look at. Nope.

Nope.

Announcer: Meanwhile, at Castle Rhyboflaven.

Both: Halt, who goes there?

Yeah, you can't invade today, guys.

Invaders must be scheduled months in advance.

And now we've got to thaw those guards.

Why, I have half a mind to write a harshly worded letter to --

Princess whatever, I'm DeBizz from Galacton.

Pleasure to meet me. I'm here to inform you

that I'm taking over your little lint trap of a kingdom.

Why do you even want it if you're dissing it, bro?

To build Lyvsheria's first DeBizz-themed park.

There'll be a rollercoaster-land based on my emotions,

teacupses that you can spin around in

to represent the negative spin I put on everything,

and my favorite, hostile take-over-land.

You've got a very generous two whole days

to get you and your serfs and your serfs' butts

the heck out of my Rhyboflaven.

I've got a way better idea. Follow me.

I have baskets... That a ball you got there?

[ Teeth chattering ] Ann...ounc...ing.

Announcing her royal highness, Princess Zange.

Hi, princess. Ninggg!

Ding, dong, dangit, she ningged.

I totally could've blocked that shot if I felt like it.

Okay, first off, I have no idea what you're talking about.

And, second, this Galactonian hangnail wants to invade

Rhyboflaven and build a vanity project or something.

Warrior huddle. We can challenge them to the game Grup invented.

Excellent idea.

They won't know how to play a game that was just made up.

And we're covered 'cause we do.

You're doubly covered 'cause I'm playing on your side.

Sure, Grup, whatever you say, buddy.

Hmm.

How would you feel about a little challenge?

Winner take all.

No matter what game you got, we can be better than you at it.

Show me the rules, will ya? Here you go.

He can't possibly read Grup's writing.

Yeah, 10 players. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, most baskets win.

Yeah, simple game for us to master.

Oh, well. There's no way they can beat us.

They're so tiny. Wait here,

you're gonna love this.

Do your worst, Mr. --

Ohh, you're worst is really bad for us.

We will face off in two days at DeBizz Arena.

Okay, are we supposed to know where that is?

You oughta. It's right across the street from ya.

Hey, guys, I see you've kind of, like, got everything

under control and stuff, so I'm gonna get my nails did.

Catch ya later.

Well, what do you think? We're jolly-well doomed.

Spectacular. Oh, come on.

Why didn't you choose me for the team?

It's just that the stakes are really high, Grup.

I hear what you're saying, but I invented --

Vambre: It is rather a shame Grup can't play.

I mean, I feel bad for him.

Okay, I can totally hear you guys.

I got it. We could tell him...

Good news. We've decided to name the team after you.

Both: The Rhyboflaven Grups.

That's dandy. But, seriously, you need to let me play.

You can be the best benchwarmer ever.

I guess. Oh. The bench is a little chilly.

No, no, no, this won't do at all.

How's it looking?

♪♪

Nah, I'd better not.

Ow!

[ Whistle blows ]

Well, the good news is, I made the benches warm.

Ooh, it is quite nice.

I got it. Ugh.

Even if we get better in two days,

the Glactonians are way taller than us.

That's easy scoring we can't match.

I've heard legends about a mysterious man --

the Tall Uninteresting One.

Perhaps you could convince him to help the team.

Any idea where we can find him?

I have a map, but it'll cost you.

Just give us the stinking map you horrible, little man-toad!

The Fortress of Tallitude should be right --

Vambre: I dare say this is the place.

Announcer: Retractable Ladder Magisword.

Wow, this is tall.

Hey, Vambre, you look like a ant.

Doesn't everyone? Huh? Aah!

Are you here to make fun of me because I am freakishly tall?

What? We'd never dream of doing something like that.

[ Blows whistle ] We'd totally never do that

and we're not sure where that's coming from.

The people in my village started calling me a freak

when I became taller than everyone else there.

I built my Fortress of Tallitude

to keep everyone out who hurt my feelings.

Is that why you've come here? To make fun of the freak?

I'm pretty sure we're the oddballs where we're from.

Our friends are a lovely bunch of weirdos, too.

We came here to ask for your help.

Help you? Your altitude would be very

advantageous to us.

How would that be useful to anyone ever?

The very fate of our kingdom depends on the outcome

of a game with a distinct height advantage.

Without your help, I fear we shall lose our home.

Hmm...okay. I'll do it.

These guys sound like the same

kind of people who pushed me around.

Announcer: Back at Center Court, whatever that is.

Hey, everyone, we got the legendary

Tall Uninteresting One to help us.

Vambre: And we're going to need all the help we can obtain.

Och.

Tall One: I thought you said there were going to be freaks?

-Didn't you see what I just saw? -Let me show you guys something.

♪♪

Both: Wow.

Now, I was able to do that because I accept who I am.

You guys are trying to play like normal folks.

That ain't gonna work.

Absolutely all of you guys can score like that

if you can embrace the inner weirdo like I did.

Play like the amazing freaks that you are.

Both: Oh.

Phil: Hello, ladies and gentlemen.

This is Phil with the sportstical-type comments.

I am broadcasting to probably no further than this room.

Now, ladies, and also ladies, please put your hands vertical

as I try to introduce the people who are trying to save

your collective butt, the Rhyboflaven Grups.

[ Cheers and applause ]

And now, on the other side of the room,

from all the way in futuristic, confusing Galacton,

there are very large men who will probably hurt you --

the Galactonian Galactons.

[ Booing ]

[ Blows whistle ]

We are off to an absolutely not okay start

as the Galactons start using Prohyas as the baskety-ball.

That totally didn't count

because Prohyas is not actually a baskety-ball.

Ah, but look. Actual ball has made an actual basket,

and that's two points for Galacton.

Ha ha, we are doomed. And the big old Galactons

are scoring a lot of points in a row.

I don't want to be that guy,

but, I'm pretty sure we need to start scoring.

Tall said to get weird.

Announcer: Clapping Magisword.

Let's get weird.

Yoink!

Phil: Oh, Vambre with my favorite -- a steal.

[ Crying ]

Phil: Ooh, poor little baby.

And now, Prohyas with a Muscly Arm Mag-ssist.

[ Whistle blows ]

Phil: The Grups are finally on the board.

Yay. It's starting to get weird.

[ Growling ] Mm-hmm-hmm.

[ Growling ]

Mm-hmm.

Phil: Ralphio brought a friend.

Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey!

Tall: You're getting it. Now, get even weirder.

Can I please be weird with you guys now?

Nohyas, throw it to me, I'm open.

Oh, great idea, sis.

[ Whistle blows ] Sissilaaa!

Phil: That was...boring, but points is points.

I'm dribbling it. I'm dribbling it.

Trying to go somewhere, squirt?

What did you just call me?

You boopy jerks have raised my ire,

so here comes basketballs of fire!

[ Cackling ]

[ Groaning ]

Tee-hee.

What DeBizz! If those goofy Grups win,

you'll be the laughingstock of Galacton.

But what am us supposed to do?

Galactons can't just clobber 'em.

Ha ha, you most certainly can.

[ Whistle blows ]

Ow, my pinky!

Phil: Ugh. That is not cool.

You. You are on. Me?

Nohyas, get back out there.

No, yeah, let's do this.

[ Crash! ] No, yeah, let's go

to the hospital.

-Ohh. -Five.

[ Siren wails ]

I shan't let you -- ohhhhhhh!

[ Growls ]

Two glorious points. Oof.

Announcer: Grabby Giraffe Magisword.

Telescope Magisword.

[ Whistle blows ]

Don't sweat it, guys.

I'm in a zappin' mood. Zappity zapptiy zap -- aah!

Phil: Phil was foolish to feel hope.

I will soon be moving to the Sheepy Jungle.

We don't have enough folks.

Ooh, now they have to put me in the game.

All right, Grup, I --

Huh? He's actually here.

I can't believe he's gracing us with his presence.

Who in the blue blazes is that?

Does it matter? Put me in.

You do not know the most famous man in all of Lyvsheria?

Murray Williams!

Hey, how y'all doing?

I heard you kooky, nutty kids

could use some help with your little game.

I am famous. Um...

Sure. Let me show you

how it's done.

They'd rather have a guy they've never even heard of play

than me? I can take a hint.

Prepare to have your razzle dazzled, party people.

Aah!

Wait, so he's in that box thing?

Does that make any sense to you, sis?

I bet the audience knows.

Both: Yeah, yeah. We totally get that.

So, I guess we got no choice but to send out -- Grup?

Vambre: Where's Grup?

He's been here the whole game, hasn't he?

I can't believe he'd just take off like that.

Of course he took off.

You wouldn't let him play the game he invented.

I'm surprised at you two.

Until you unleashed your inner weirdo,

you weren't playing very well, either.

We never gave Grup a proper chance.

Grup is the weirdest little weirdo we know.

We got to find him and put him in the game.

Grup! We need you! Grup! Come on out, buddy!

Oh, Tall's found him.

Grup, buddy, we're sorry for being so shortsighted.

We've got astigmatism. Will you help us win the match?

Won't I just make you guys lose?

Absolutely not. We want you to go out there

and be the weirdest weirdo who ever weirded a weird.

Yay. Grup gets to play.

Phil: Tension is high and low. His ball was stolen away!

Get that ball back! This is the game-winning point!

Phil: It is a good old-fashioned war of tug.

Tall has the ball. I hope he don't fall.

He falled.

Grup, little dude.

Come and get the ball from me.

Both: [ Gasps ] He sat on it?

In all of my minutes of sports-casting,

I have never seen such a weird move.

How do you play this game, anyway?

Hi, I'm Grup.

You are a cool little freak, you know that?

Aww, shucks. Thanks.

Hold tight, little man.

Ooh, okay, but what do you want me to hold on

toooooo?!

[ Growling ]

Little wings, don't fail me now.

I'm doing it, I'm doing it. Oof!

Yeah, this is my signature move.

[ Whistle blows, cheers ]

[ Giggling ] Yay.

You little skink-looking-animule!

I'm gonna --

Hey, look, it's the Galacton police.

You didn't think I was just gonna let you

hijack my digs, did ya?

My goodness, Zange, how did you pull this off?

I called them.

[ Cheers ] Grup, grup?

[ Grunting ]

[ Thud! ]

Let's be best freaks forever, you and me.

Oh, I got a head rush. I'll be right --

Mmm! I'll be right with you. Hold on.