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♪ Magic is real here ♪

♪ Far away from home ♪

♪ Anything can happen ♪

♪ When witches make the rules ♪

♪ Monsters are cool ♪

♪ The moon is our friend ♪

♪ I wanna stay with you ♪

♪ On Summer Camp Island ♪

♪♪

We should go on walks by the Yeti Meadow more often.

It's really nice.

Yeah, and you know what I always say --

I never meadow yeti I didn't like.

Oof. [ Gasps ]

Nice. Find a comb. Pick it up.

All day long, you'll have good hair.

I don't think that's how it goes, Oscar.

I think you're supposed to buy combs new,

not pick them up off of the ground.

What? No.

This way, you get the good-hair vibes from the previous owner.

What if he was bald? Uh, if he was bald,

why would he have a comb?

Good point.

Can't argue with that, Oscar.

Feel that hot breath on your neck, Hedgehog?

That's me catching up.

What? Nothing!

I'm going to go home and comb!

Okay! Bye!

♪♪

Wait. When did I get glasses and bangs?

Stylish and smart.

Oscar.

Oh, it's Lucy.

Door.

Comb.

Where'd you get this?

I picked it up off my favorite place

to pick stuff up off of -- the ground.

I guess you could say I'm a bit of a ground hound.

I've seen the yetis use these.

I'm pretty sure they're a big deal.

I don't think you're supposed to have this.

What do we do? We've got to

find Saxophone.

He'll know what to do with it.

Okay.

Just let me have one last moment with it.

♪♪

Okay. I'm good.

Saxophone!

[ Speaking Yeti ]

I bet you're saying you missed me.

I missed you, too, pal. It's been too long.

[ Clears throat ] Cough, cough.

Huh? Oh, yeah, Sax, I found this comb.

[ Speaking Yeti ]

He said he's been looking for this everywhere.

[ Speaks Yeti ]

It's very important.

[ Speaking Yeti ] It was his first comb,

and he removed it from the Yeti Catacombs,

which you're not supposed to do.

We need to return it, posthaste!

We'll help you, Sax.

Whoa! Come on, guys!

Aah!

Ugh. Oof.

[ Speaks Yeti ]

♪♪

Oh!

[ Speaks Yeti ] He says...

Lucy, you know what? I actually don't need

you to translate.

Saxophone and I have a connection.

I can understand him emotionally.

[ Speaking Yeti ] Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

Ooh. What's he saying?

I have no idea.

He's saying that we need to head to the Hall of First Combs,

but we have to be really careful

because the Catacombs are filled with booby traps.

That's the vibe I was getting, too.

[ Metal clanging ]

Aah!

Oh, yeah. He also said no thumbs-up, ever.

Lucy, you're fired as translator.

Okay. I think we all need to be speaking the same language.

I'm just going to do a quick spell.

No one tell Susie.

[ Sparkle! ]

♪♪

Say something, Saxophone.

I enjoy long bubble baths and resting my personality.

[ Gasps ] Me, too.

I knew we had a deep emotional connection.

♪♪

Aah! Saxophone, what's going on with your fur?

Shoot. I thought we'd be able to put the comb back

before this started happening.

When yeti combs go missing from their spot,

our fur goes kind of nuts.

Gross.

Can you guys help me, please?

Yes. [ Grunts ]

We can make you a little pouch on your belly

and put all the excess fur inside of it.

We need some way to clamp it all down, though.

All right. All right. I'll take one for the team.

I'll guard the situation in here,

and Sax can carry me the rest of the way.

And don't try to talk me out of it!

There's the Hall of First Combs, but how do we get across?

We have to sing the classic Yeti Comb Carol.

There's a comb piano right over here we can play it on.

Question from the pouch --

Should I do the high harmony or low?

I'm comfortable with either.

I have perfect pouch. I mean pitch.

Saxophone, approach the comb.

No! Oscar, I'm sorry, but you're my most tone-deaf friend.

Well, in that case, I'll sing.

You play the piano.

Oscar, uh, you hold down the pouch.

[ Piano plays ] ♪ Run your fingers

through my hair ♪

♪ Do you feel these tangled mats? ♪

[ Tambourine plays ]

♪ My favorite day is finally here ♪

♪ It's combing time ♪

♪ At last ♪

♪ We hide our fears under our fur ♪

♪ But now it's time to brush them out ♪

♪ So pull out some light literature ♪

♪ And let's groom out these doubts ♪

♪ Come to my lair ♪

♪ To comb out my hair ♪

♪ Come to my lair ♪

♪ Or I'll despair ♪

♪ Please brush my hair ♪

♪ Make the stars see ♪

♪ My fur sparkling with static electricity ♪

[ All cheer ]

We did it!

Oh, come on!

Aw, this gate is the worst.

Hey, don't worry about it, Saxophone.

I can probably squeeze through this

and open it from the inside for you.

No, no squeeze-throughs.

Answer my randomly-chosen yeti-lore questions correctly,

and you may pass unencumbered.

Ah, I hate this!

I have a terrible mind for history and math

and, well, basically anything I'm not interested in directly.

Saxophone, we've been reading

the "Complete Yeti History Collection: Volume Seven"

for the last six weeks in book club!

Which is why you should be answering these questions.

Mm.

All right, Gate.

Who is the formal yeti handshake named after?

Sir Cree Jones.

Correct! And who is the reading nook in the southern corner

of the Yeti Meadow named after?

Madame Carla Jones.

What else has the Jones family given the yeti community?

What's with this gate? Did the Jones family pay for it?

Is this some sort of sponsored booby trap?

Thanks to the generosity of the Jones family,

you may proceed.

Phew! Sorry, guys. I'm being a real pouch potato.

Well, I got the latest from the pouch.

Sax's fur is still growing.

It's getting pretty warm in here,

kind of like being in a furry sauna or like a dry Jacuzzi.

Well, see you in a few!

Wait. Saxophone, when you said yeti fur goes crazy

if a comb is missing, you don't mean for everyone,

right, like, every yeti on the island?

Yeah, I did. Why are you --

Oh, my gosh!

The whole island is going to smother if we don't hurry!

Aah! Aah!

Aah!

Wah!

♪♪

[ Speaking yeti ]

♪♪

[ Pants ]

[ Gasps ] Whoa.

Saxophone, this place is huge.

Please hurry! Right.

Look for an empty comb socket!

♪♪

Man, how many yetis have there been?

Sax, I found an empty one!

Yes! We did it, guys.

Oscar: Here's your comb. Thanks, Oscar.

Bye, Comb-Boy.

[ Sparkle! ]

Aah! Ugh!

What in the name of Saxophone's pouch

am I doing on the ground?

We did it, Oscar! We saved the island!

Both: We saved the island!

Yay! Go, Oscar! [ Rumbling ]

Aah! Aah!

What's going on? Did it not work?

Are we going to get combed over?

[ Grunting ]

It's the yeti elders.

Saxophone, whoever took the comb is going to get ruffled up!

Um...

Um, it was -- Um, uh, so, the thing is...

It was me! I did it! I took the comb!

You? Why would you do something like this,

take a sacred comb from its eternal resting place?

I've been thinking about getting bangs,

and I, uh, wanted to make sure

I had everything before committing?

Now, you listen to me, boy!

[ Inhales deeply ]

Wait! It wasn't Oscar.

It was me. I took the comb.

It was my first comb, my favorite comb.

I thought I could spend a bit more time with it

and put it back before anyone noticed.

I lost it, and Oscar picked it up.

We were returning it now.

I-I'm sorry about all the excess fur this has caused.

You can yell at me now.

Well...

Come on, Xylophone. Don't you remember your first comb?

Jeremy.

You're right. Every one of us has gotten attached

to a comb or two in our lives.

Your first comb's memory lives on

in every hair snarl you untangle,

but letting go is part of being a yeti.

I won't forget you.

Bye, Comb-Boy.

Aw.

[ Gasps ] Your Elderlencies,

I am humbled by your presences.

♪♪

I knew it! I knew this was your fault, Oscar!

The second I saw Yeti fur all over the place,

I thought, "This has 'Oscar' written all over it."

Actually, Susan, it has "Saxophone" written all over it.

I'm just an innocent who got tangled up in his business.

All I did was pick up a comb and...

wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa,

and then wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa.

I hate this kid.

♪♪

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