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♪ Warriors for Hire are here ♪

♪ 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: Another uneventful morning at the Rhyboflaven pier.

This day positively reeks of mundancy.

I want loud, rip-snorting escapades!

Oof! What in gravy?

Uh, Vambre, does the boardwalk seem a bit more,

uh, mimey than usual?

I think the word you're looking for is "unnerving"!

Eep! Get this abomination away from me!

Hiss!

Okay, man, don't want any trouble.

Just take it.

-Big green meanie. -Ugh!

This place is really going downhill.

Warriors, good to see you on the boardwalk there.

Now buy something, will you?!

You're a tad salty this morning, Docky.

Like a hunk of beef jerky.

My doctor's been saying the same thing,

but I say it preserves me! -Howdy, Docky!

Howdy, kids!

What are you sprouts up to at the pier today?

Uh, just looking for some adventure, Buford.

Seeing if there are monsters to battle.

You know, the ushz.

Instead we found mimes!

Anyway, why are you here, Mr. Buford?

I came to the pier to help my old pal Docky here

drum up some bidness.

I hired my nephews, the broccoli mimes,

to drum up some bweezness for my boardwalk.

[ Laughs nervously ] Okay, there's a polite way

to ask for that.

I, Long James Pirate Mayor,

don't know what you're trying to do right now.

You're completely freaking me out,

and I'd like you to stop, little friend!

Oh, ho, ho! But I see there's no stopping you!

Here's a bag of Jemms in hope that I never see you again.

Pirate Mayor.

[ Screeches ]

Good boy. Pet, pet.

Oh, isn't M.H.W.'s rat just precious?!

Broccoli mimes should have been a gold mime.

I just don't understand this younger generation.

Well, that includes us,

so there's no need for our services here.

Let us take our leave, Prohyas.

Yeah, I'll take one of thems.

Wait, wait, wait!

What about a 10% discount on all broccoli products?

Unlimited coupons?

A date with one of my nephews?

632 nopes!

Time to go home and wash the mime out of my eyes.

-Later, oldster. -[ Sighs ]

What are we doing wrong?

Maybe we're just losing our capitalist edge.

Or maybe it's all the yoga-boga garbage you're into!

You'd do well to listen to the words of Guru Wendell.

Wendell says a balanced soul allows

the universe to do the work for you.

I don't need cosmic retribution, Buford.

I just need a vacation!

I'm losing sleep, customers, and hair over this slump!

Well, I think the people

are actually telling us what they want.

You saw how the Warrior kid reacted to that pet rat.

He went gaga over the thing.

Gaga!

Now, if you got an adorable mascot like that,

people would flock to the boardwalk by the bushels!

Cute, eh? Gaga!

I think I know just the place to get us a cute.

Announcer: Soon, at the Sheepy Jungle!

Everything here is cute, cuddly, and made of cotton fluffs.

We just need to find us a cute little whatever to snatch,

and then lure it here

with this delicious, nutritious broccoli!

[ Screams ] Buford?

[ Bleats ]

Yowza-bawza!

Well, uh, hey, there, meal ticket.

Want a meal?

[ Chomps ] And a broccoli lover, too!

Looks like I found myself a mascot!

That reminds me, have you seen my sidekick?

Kind of looks like a tall potato with a mustache?

Oh, boy. [ Screams ]

Oof! [ Grunts ]

Nothing to worry about, huh?

Oh, don't start with me, Buford!

You're the one that wanted something cute and cuddly.

I should have put my nephews in ferret costumes!

I don't think anyone wants

to be robbed blind by ferrets, neither.

Be right quieter.

I'm gonna hire those Warrior kids to get us out of this.

Thataboy, Docky!

[ Growls ] Don't worry.

Thanks to Guru Wendell's teachings,

I can contact him through the cosmic plane!

Ohm!

Not that yogity-bogity hoo-ha!

Quiet, Docky. I'm getting something.

Ohm...

Announcer: Meanwhile at Warriors for Hire...

Vambre! Me hungry!

Why is there nothing to eat in this house?!

-Oof! -Nothing!

Either stop complaining

or start eating some of this brock-wurst.

Vambre, no amount of trickery

will ever convince me that broccoli is edible!

-Hello? -Hello?

Prohyas, this is Buford.

I'm communicating to you via the astral plane.

Oh! Why?

Listen -- we've been eaten by a massive beast

of some sort in the Sheepy Jungle.

We need you's two to come rescue our butts

immediately -- before they're dissolved!

Don't worry, Buford. Whatever happens --

This is a paying gig, right?

-No! -Yes, of course, sure.

Don't worry, Buford, whatever happens,

we will save you!

[ Boop ]

You're lucky I have an industrial case on this thing!

Giant beasts? Jungle expeditions?

Saving a couple of helpless geriatrics?

This is the kind of action I was looking for this morning!

Warriors, assemble!

When have we ever said that?

I thought it sounded cool.

You're right, it does. Follow me!

Announcer: Soon, at the Sheepy Jungle!

Hurry, Prohyas. We need to find

that big hungry beast quickly -- oof!

Eh...

Finally -- the beast has arrived!

Announcer: Several Magiswords!

Fellow Rhyboflavonians, your freedom is nigh!

Aw! You're just a big old cutie, aren't you?

What's your name, big fella?

[ Bleats ]

Oh, she's so adorable!

Yes, but a Ramblyboo certainly isn't the kind

of beast we're looking for.

A boodly-roodle. "Ramblyboo," Prohyas.

They're big, hungry, kind of dumb, but very gentle.

They're perfectly harmless. Let's keep looking elsewhere.

Toodly, cutelies!

Docky: Where do you think you're going?!

That Ramblyboo just talk?

Get us out of this sheep!

Buford: Blood pressure, Docky!

Docky, rude. Rude, Docky.

If you want out, you're gonna have to say the magic word.

Or else!

Well, that's technically two words.

But the client is always right, Prohyas.

All right, I think I have an idea.

Boy, I sure hope those two know --

Announcer: Missing Sock Magisword!

Electric Eel Magisword!

Oh, yeah. We're in good hands here.

Okay, I feel like I had an absolutely brilliant plan,

and now I have no idea where I was going with this.

Hold on. I may have an idea.

Announcer: Bird Call Magisword!

[ Squawks ]

[ Squawks ]

Oh! Now, my feathered friend,

retrieve the two intrepid elders

trapped inside that mighty beast!

[ Bleats ]

Did you just hear something?

Ding dang it!

[ Squawks ] [ Screaming ]

Oh, good -- a setting to match how this day has been.

[ Squawks ] A pile of garbage!

I understood it.

You didn't have to explain it.

Hey, uh, kids, we're in some sort of second stomach now.

Uh-oh, Vambre, I think they're going mad in there.

Nobody has two stomachs.

Ramblyboos have four stomachs, Prohyas.

Wow, who knew? I did.

I just told you!

Vambre, I detect tone.

[ Squeals ]

Aw! We got to get that little baby down

before it starts to cry!

Announcer: Gummy Sticky Hand Magisword!

Docky! Oh, no!

Oh, there you be. Buford, may I have

a word with you? Mm-hmm.

What the hey there now, don't you know?!

No, no, no, no, no!

[ Grunting ]

Buford, did it happen?

Have we finally punched our tickets?

There's only one way to tell.

Oh, yay, we're still alive.

Scuttle: Sweet sloshing stars, could it be?

Goodness, it is! Actual sirs to serve.

Oh, what a happy day!

Whoa, whoa, kid.

Just pull it together and tell us where we are.

Of course. I'm so sorry, Mr. Walrus

and, uh, Master Crow's Egg.

You currently reside inside the beast's third stomach.

A little slice of home I call Gutter's Grotto.

My name is Scuttle.

I take care of the place while the master is away.

Uh, the place?

Why, this stately manor of Gutter's Grotto, of course.

Can I get you two gentlemen any refreshments?

Well, I am a tad parched.

[ Gasps ] I told you, Docky --

ask the universe and you shall receive.

Yeah, send the Guru Wendell my regards.

Ahoy-hoy, gentlemen.

We're having a teensy bit of trouble getting you out.

We hope you're not too mad -- or being digested.

[ Screaming ]

[ Laughing ]

Oh, yeah, we're totally mad --

madly in love with this place.

More caviar, please.

Oh, no, Vambre. It's worse than I thought.

We need to get them out -- and quick.

What? No! Whatever you do, do not get us out of here!

Buford: We're having quite a pleasant time in here, kids!

Y'all feel free to go home, if you'd like.

This is bad. Even Buford is being sarcastic!

Just remain calm, and we'll get you out!

You know, Buford, this is exactly what I needed --

a place where I can just get away from it all.

I don't know how it could get any better.

Who wants a submariner sandwich?

-I! -I!

Let's clear those sinuses.

Announcer: Plunger Magisword!

What in the Samuel Valley are you doing out there?!

-We're saving you. -Well, knock it off!

Prohyas: No!

[ Spitting ] All right, that's it!

Listen up, you pathetic excuses for delivery gophers!

-We're humans, sir. -I do not want you to save us!

You're fired!

Well, you heard the man. Let's go, Prohyas.

We'll find work somewhere else.

Man!

Um, sirs, you might want to get out of the water!

Oh? And why's that?

The tide's about to go out!

Are you following his nonsense? Because I --

Wha-a-a-a!

[ Sighs ] Another dinner for one, then.

We need to call those warrior kids!

Well, time for a bath and some journaling.

[ Sighs ] I think I'll go busk for Jemms at the bazaar

with Accordion Magisword so I can --

[ MagiMobile rings ] Hello?

[ Garbled screaming ]

I think a dog just butt-dialed me.

[ Ringing ] Hello?

Docky: Warriors, save us, please!

Docky? I thought you didn't need our help, old bean.

I'll pay double, triple -- whatever you want,

just save us quick!

You heard what the old man said.

[ Screaming ]

Hey, falling infinitely ain't so bad.

[ Grinding ]

Together: Warriors, help us!

Don't worry, sirs! We'll have you out in a jiffy!

Docky: Well, you better get us in and out of here pronto

before we become lamburger!

"In and out?" That's it!

Announcer: Legendary Hyperspace Magisword!

[ Screaming ]

You guys okay?

For a little while there, you were telling us how much

you really liked the idea of spending the rest of your life

in there -- like, rudely so.

Fumes must've gotten to our heads.

[ Chuckles ] Yeah, there's certainly no reason

why we'd want to spend any relaxing time in there

being waited on hand and foot.

Am I still talking?

What were you two even doing out here anyway?

Oh, we's trying to get

an adorable mascot for the boardwalk.

We wanted to draw in the crowds,

but it ended up drawing us in instead.

In hindsight, it's probably --

Exactly what we need to save the pier!

We just need to figure out how to get it there!

Whew! She's a hefty gal.

How about it, little lady?

If you stay here, you can have

all the broccoli to eat that you want!

[ Munching ]

[ Laughs ] I'll take that as a yes!

You seem quite mellow for a man whose pier

is being eaten by a massive goat thing.

[ Chuckles ] Well, you know, kids,

it's just like my friend Buford here says,

"Let the universe do everything for you."

Actually, it was... uh, never mind.

Now all that's left is the issue of paying you.

I seem to recall you saying "double, no triple" our fee.

And I recall lying.

Tell you what -- have a free meal from any of

the pier's eating-time food establishments.

Excuse me, what do you sell here?

Oh, we sell not-broccoli.

So you don't sell broccoli?

It's not broccoli. But do you sell food?

Yes, I know. So the green fluffy stuff

back there is not broccoli? Correct.

Good enough for me! One, please.

That poor, naive child.

Well, Mr. Boardman, I --

Hey, kid, that's great. I'm going back to paradise!

♪♪