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♪ When you're on a wild ride?

♪ It's Craig of the Creek

Sorry.

Will you go to the dumb creek already?

I'm trying to study for a test I have to take in two years!

Hey, Kelsey!

You ready to go to the creek?

Yeah. I just need to finish something.

Enter my keep.

My dad's not home, so you can bring your creek stuff inside.

But take off your shoes!

"...and then he stabbed him in the brain."

That seems like a good place to stop.

Man, I can't believe your dad

let you keep your cape on for your family portrait.

Yep. I said, "A warrior would never

pose for a portrait without their armor."

What could he do?

He wanted a family portrait, and without me,

it's just a picture of a guy with a mustache.

You're so lucky you don't have any annoying brothers.

Yep, every day until dinner, it's just me and Mortimer,

a young paladin and her parakeet,

nobody to bother us or talk to us or...

make us after-school snacks.

That sounds sad!

To be a great warrior means to make

really sad and painful sacrifices.

Said Kelsey, looking off into the distance,

for pain was a warrior's best friend,

and vengeance was also someone she occasionally hung out with.

I'm ready to go!

Oh, man, I'm so excited!

But that might be the four liters of soda I drank.

Ahoy there!

It is time for the great soda-bottle race to begin!

On your marks...

get set...

Bird speed, Mortimer.

Drrrrrrop!

Go! Run!

She's -- she's --

No! No!

Tag. You're it.

Oh, no! He's it!

Mortimer!

I'm coming, my winged ward!

Wait! We'll help!

Don't be a hero. That's what I'mdoing!

Tag!

You're it.

No tag-backs!

Tag. You're it.

Kelsey...

Kelsey...Kelsey...

Hey, wake up, girl!

Are you okay? How's your pulse?

Yearning for battle.

Okay. How many JPs do you see?

O-One.Not for long.

I'm makin' a robot clone of myself

called Johnbot Paulthousand.

See? Everything's fine.

No, everything's notfine, because I'm it!

Aah! Please don't tag me with your demon hands!

Sorry.

Look, lots of kids get tagged every year.

You just gotta tag someone else, and then it'll be over.

Right.

Hello?

Hmm.

I'm not gonna tag youguys!

I know.

I know where we can find lots of kids to tag --

the Trading Tree!

Yeah! Let's go to the Tradin' Tree!

To, uh, find a kid to tag.

Chips, please!

Hmm.

Mnh!

All right. I'll trade you.

Take your pick.

Ooh! Spicy Beefers?

Just tag someone -- anyone.

I just want to pick the right person.

Well, you better do it soon,

because if one kid recognizes you,

everybody's gonna run.

Hey, guys! Check out these --

Oh, I'm -- I'm sorry.

My candy!

We'll help you pick it up.

Sorry. I was just real excited about these chips.

Tag him.

-Sorry again, man. -It's okay.

What a nice kid.

Why didn't you tag him?

You were gonna tag him?! No.

A real warrior would never do that

to a defenseless little boy.

I want a realbattle.

So, who would be a worthy opponent?

Clear the trail!

Dry leaves --

number-two cause of forest fires.

I just saved your lives.

A Junior Forest Scout.

Ugh!

They act like they're soimportant

just because they have a bunch of badges.

Well, I have one, too.

Kelsey, if you're looking for a foe,

it's that kid.

His arrogance will be his undoing.

You know, I'm out here every day

keeping the creek safe for everyone.

I think it's only fair I get

a free bag of chips every once in a while.

You want chips, you gotta trade for 'em.

Kelsey's reckoning was upon her.

Just a single touch,

and he would be transformed into an outcast,

forced to wander the creek alone

and to have to play by himself every day

and make his own snacks after school.

Why did she stop?

Just tag him, Kelsey!

She's it!

Kelsey! What happened?

I may be a cold-hearted killing machine,

but to subject a kid to this --

solitude, loneliness --

wouldn't wish this upon my smelliest enemy.

But you have to tag someone. That's the game.

Well, then...

I want to end the game!

Whoa. Can you do that?

Can -- Can she do that?I don't know.

But I know someone else who does!

Great ancient wisdom is what we seek,

so we call to you, the Elders of the Creek.

What have you to offer?

Great treasures.

Hmm.

You may crawl forth.

Welcome, travelers. You are in the presence of the Elders Three.

No one has dwelled in the creek longer than we.

So, tell us the problem, and our wisdom, you will attain,

but make haste, for we are in the middle

of a very important campaign.

Your elderships, we come seeking knowledge

of the great game Tag.

Ah, that wretched game has been going on in the creek

for longer than even we'vebeen here.

No one even knows who started it.

Their names have been lost to the sands of time.

I thought Kate Chapman started it.

No, Kate Chapman got tagged by Joe Landford.

I thought Joe Landford tagged Ted Goldberg.

No one remembers, okay? The sands of time!

Man, whatever happened to Kate Chapman?

It doesn't matter who usedto be it! I'mit now!

Elder Rock has been compromised!

David, no!

I'm not going to tag you.

I'm not gonna tag anyone.

I want to end the game.

Well, I'm sorry, but there isno end.

There's only one rule in Tag -- you get tagged, you're it.

That's the game. It's stupid.

So, if I don't tag someone, I'll be it forever.

I'm afraid so.

What the -- Guys!

Kate Chapman lives in Germany now.

Don't worry. There's gotta be something we can do.

Kelsey! Okay, okay.

If you don't wanna tag a kid,

you could always tag a dog dressed up like a kid!

JP, I appreciate you offering up your dog for this.

Oh, it's not mydog.

But I have to leave the creek -- for good.

What? Why?

You heard the Elders.

This game is a never-ending plague,

and the only way to stop anyone else from being it

is for the it to leave the creek.

But why does it have to be you?

Because I'm a warrior.

I've been looking for a quest for my entire life.

I thought it would be something cool,

like beheading a 20-foot goat-man.

Maybe it's to end Tag.

Maybe my destiny is to be alone.

No! Being alone isn'tyour destiny.

Yeah, I bet it's the goat-man one.

I already know what it's like to be on my own.

It's what's best for everyone.

But what about what's best for you?

Craig.

You're...it.

Whoooooooooa!

My clothes.

Who are you?

Hey, Chunky! Hey, Barnold.

I thought of a new game.

It's called Tag.

Oh, boy! How do you play Tag?

I'll show you.

Chunky, no!

Who's Chunky?

Craig! I was going to take Tag out of the creek!

Tag me back!

Yes, tag-backs! Yes, tag-backs!

Come down here and tag me!

You don't deserve to be cursed forever.

Neither do you, Kelsey.

Great warriors are people, too. They can have feelings.

You don't have to suffer alone to be a super-cool warrior.

You have to fight even when the odds seem impossible

because you know your friends need you.

And right now, Ineed you,

because I'm it, and I don't wanna tag any kid

who loves being at the creek, either.

Well, I guess a real warrior would never run away

when a defenseless little boy needs help.

I'm the little boy.

So, I guess we just need to tag a kid who hates the creek.

Oh! I know who hates the creek!

Is there really a college-prep course that meets out here?

Yes. And now I would like to introduce you

to the head of the program.

Wait a minute!

You said this course would prepare me for the SATs,

but this is a study guide for the PSATs.

And that's a dog!

The lipstick is off the pig!

I repeat -- the pig is lipstick-less!

Oof!

Touch my hand!

I will nevertouch you.

Aah! Touch his hand, or I'll cut your head off!

Aah!

What do you mean you don't take bitcoin?!

All right, David, empty your satchel of bar mitzvah gifts.

Hoo-ah!

Quickly -- now!

Taaaaaaag!

You're it! No tag-backs!

That's what all this was for?

You're so dumb!

This is so dumb!

This is why I should be studying --

'cause I don't know any more words to describe how...

dumbyou are!

You were right.

My destiny isn't to be alone.

It's to hit people in the head with stuff.

Oh, man! We did it!

Hey, everyone!

Tag has left the creek forever!

♪ When it's time to go to bed

♪ 'Cause I'll see you tomorrow

♪ At the creek

Just like I drew it.