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- What? - What?

What?

Get out of my room!

What are you?

Just Carmie.

And like I said, get out.

- Lies. - What?

Last Saturday, we heard footsteps.

- Then no footsteps. - Then footsteps.

Now, there are footprints on your ceiling.

What do you have to say about that?

Maybe it's a haunting.

Possible. But what about this?

Me? Normal.

You? A glow stick!

Must be the face cream. I got it online.

Deny this.

Two days ago, you had a full conversation with our dog.

Rainey was barking, and you were talking back.

Huh?

- Spill it. - Just admit it.

You're a superhero.

That's ridiculous.

- Whoa. - Busted.

You're a vampire!

Even better!

I'm a Vampling. Not quite the same.

- That is so cool. - The best.

Our sister is a Vampling.

What's a Vampling?

I'm still trying to figure that out.

But I'm really strong, and you saw me floating.

Nice. Can you only float?

What? So dumb. And I'm fast.

How fast?

Pretty cool, huh?

League of Anarchy is tomorrow.

A no-holds-barred, no-rules gaming comp.

We've been training for months.

But FryGuy and Morphy are gonna try to beat us.

They can't win with their skills.

But they will try to intimidate, distract and damage us to win.

What are you talking about?

- You're gonna help us. - You'll be our bodyguard.

Make sure they don't try anything funny.

I'm not gonna help you guys win anything.

You're not helping us win.

You're stopping them from winning.

They're the criminals here.

You can use your powers on them.

Bite them. Drain their blood.

That's not what I do.

Besides, I can't let anybody see me using my powers.

Well, you're already failing at that, 'cause we saw you.

And if you want us to help keep your Vampling self a secret,

you need to help us.

Please, Carmie. We need you.

These guys have been terrorizing every gamer in town.

And we'll keep your secret.

Fine, but just this one time.

Victory will be ours!

Okay. Relax.

Where and when?

This is the big time.

No one knows where or when until they call.

- Then, we have one hour. - So, be ready.

When we call, you drop everything.

Who are you two?

Just get out. Go.

Keep it sharp, dancers.

Good. Now, slide.

And spin.

Oh.

Hey. What happened?

My ankle. I think it's broken.

Hypochondriac much?

Leanna!

Twisted, maybe.

- I told you to follow me. - I did.

Obvi not. My ankle is fine.

Now, you're done for.

It's okay. We can rework it as a solo.

What? No. This is the foundation of Fangs of the Opera.

I mean, the hunter first tries to capture the vampire,

and then he falls in love with her. I

You.

- Me? - Him?

Yes, you. Him.

You're in, just until we see how bad Benny's ankle is.

- Look. He reads great. - We'll see.

And Carmie, you're gonna make yourself sick

spinning that fast, okay? Or worse yet, sprain your ankle.

I know. But what can you do when the spirit takes you?

Unexpected turn of events.

And, uh, I may need your help learning the lines.

Sure. Anytime.

Hello?

Now? I thought you said I have an hour.

Okay, okay.

But never again.

Any time but now. I have to do a sibling thing.

That must be fun.

With them, never. But there's always hope.

Call me when you can.

Hey, guys.

Welcome to Leanna's live backstage tour

of my new musical, Fangs of the Opera,

starring me.

Love the energy, Carmela, but take it down a notch.

The thing with understudies is you have to constantly

remind them that they don't really matter.

Being a real working actor

is a full-time job, even as a volunteer.

After all, it is all me up there.

So, it's up to that same me to make sure

that everything is perfect.

Madison?

Madison, come here.

This is Madison, paint person extraordinaire.

She's the best in the biz.

Thanks, Leanna.

That's, like, the first nice thing you've ever...

- But I do have some thoughts. - Here we go.

This green colour? No bueno. That means "no good" in Italian.

- Oh, wow. - See, it makes my skin

look sickly, and we all agree I'm a glower.

So, you want me to change the colour?

Thank you. Great idea.

Here are just a couple other options to try.

- I think you... - Ah, love the teamwork, girls.

Really makes that dream work.

Hmm. You take that.

Thank you.

As I was saying

♪ Wake up, the day is bright ♪

Ooh. I'm gonna get a double chocolate cone.

- No jokes. - This is serious.

We need you on your A-game, Carmie. Stay focused.

And keep an eye out for FryGuy and Morphy.

And don't embarrass us.

You two being part of some low-rent nerd fest

isn't embarrassing?

Carmie, what did she just say? Pay attention.

Any signs of them coming at us, use your powers to stop them.

Turn them into the undead.

Banish them to an outer galactic realm.

Still, not what I do.

Whatever it takes. Victory must be ours.

When we go in, order the mint chocolate chip special.

I hate mint chocolate.

Just do it.

Look. It can get hairy in there. Gamers don't play.

And if there's trouble, it's every kid for themselves.

And we don't know you.

Um, I'll have the mint chocolate chip special.

Hey. What up, D? D.

Hey! D and D are in the house.

What up, champs?

Where are we?

Looking good, D and D.

Who are you two?

- Pfft. This is nothing. - We always pull a crowd.

You should see our livestream numbers.

Welcome, Killer D's. Good to see you both.

FryGuy. FryGuy. FryGuy.

That's them.

The worst.

We're better than them, and they know it.

Blow them up. Shoot fireballs. Mind control.

You aren't really getting what I can do.

They really don't like you two.

Humph.

Let's go.

You're kidding, right? Soulless plot line.

Derivative characters. Bad for your mind.

Aisle three, that's where the good stuff is.

Go on.

Kev, this is a store. We do sell things.

Things of quality.

I don't even know why we carry this garbage.

You are not helping my stress headache.

Go home. Lay in the dark. Listen to some whale sounds.

Whale I can't.

Come on. I'm your best employee.

You're my only employee, whom I pay in free comic books.

Ugh. All right. My... My head is killing me.

- Don't scare the people off. - Okay.

- And give them what they want. - Got it.

- The customer is always right. - You bet.

Relax. Sleep well. I got this.

This is my shop now.

Get ready, freaks.

First to finish. No mercy. No rules.

If you need to take a leak, call your mom to pick you up,

'cause this ride is nonstop.

No rage-quitting, no cheesing,

and keep this zone toxic-free.

Capisce?

Let's start this ownage in three, two, one.

Anarchy!

Tweedle Doom and Tweedle Destruction

are first to advance.

No surprise. Those guys are grinders.

They get it done!

Ugh.

What did I say about rage-quitting?

Hey. Stay on your own side.

Don't bring your loser-ness near us.

You two are going down.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

FryGuy and Morphy are mounting a huge offence.

They're pulling some clutch moves.

They're cheating! Look. They're cheating.

No mercy, no rules.

There's no such thing as cheating here, kid.

Can't see.

FryGuy and Morphy finish the level first.

Ha-ha-ha. Nice one, Fry.

Ah. So, that's my 12-minute vocal warmup.

Let me know in the comments

which jaw exercise you like the most.

Not sure why I lost 26 viewers, though.

Hey, Banksy.

Love the hustle. Uh, so close, but no.

Let's try more of a chartreuse.

I told you.

I have to keep my eye on everything.

Uh, I was just clearing my throat. It's a bit itchy.

Well, don't get me sick.

I need my pipes healthy for show day.

Let's go find my director and run her through

a new monologue I've been workshopping.

What the

Ugh.

Absolutely not.

Put that down.

You call yourself a comic book fan?

Ugh. You again?

No, I don't have Dragons in the Attic, Issue 2.

You don't wanna waste your time with that.

Follow me, my friend, and I will blow your mind.

It's a common misconception. Don't beat yourself up about it.

That people want dragons, and they want them in the attic.

But do they?

No. They don't. It's long-winded and overblown.

What they want need,

is adventure, intrigue, quality.

They want this.

Simple is often the best. Please, this way.

Was it a bestseller? Of course not.

The masses rarely appreciate quality.

But his work was the first to truly capture

the power and wonderment of nature. Cash or card?

And isn't that all we mortals want,

to really understand what true power feels like?

All sales are final.

Thank you.

Man, I am good at this!

What is going on?

FryGuy and Morphy are in the lead.

Their TTK is unreal.

My fingers are sticking to the keys.

Mine, too. It's the drink he sprayed us with.

Tweedles Doom and Destruction

have completed level two.

- Where's Morphy? - Carmie? Morphy.

They've got to be kidding me.

You have to be more careful.

Who are you, and how did you...

Don't tell me you thought you were the only one.

I don't know. I just thought I'd never meet another...

Mythic?

We're everywhere, but we move in darkness

so that we can coexist with the human world.

We do not interfere.

I was just trying to help.

Helping is one thing, but altering outcomes

can have a ripple effect you're not prepared for.

If I can't protect my brother and sister with my powers,

what good are they?

- What good am I? - It's not about you.

It's about the humans' path.

If we choose to live in their world,

we can't bend it to our liking.

If you leave to join the Mythic world...

The Mythic world?

- You don't know? - What?

Another time.

For now, you need to understand that there's more

to being Mythic than just having powers.

You have to protect our legacy, honour our ancestors,

and ultimately

choose which side you'll serve.

This is a little too much.

I mean, I finally get to be special

and now I have to hide it?

It's not about hiding what makes you special.

It's about knowing that these powers

don't free you from humanity.

Use them with intent, and your path with be revealed.

Are you a vampire?

No.

No. I don't like blood.

I'm a warlock.

Be careful, Carmie.

The world isn't always as it appears.

Yeah!

Doom and Destruction mounting a comeback.

Doom and Destruction are the first to play level three!

Yes!

You guys are in the lead.

- Stay cool, Carm. - Yeah.

Victory is gonna be ours!

Look. I don't care what

the best-quality comic available worldwide is.

I want Boss Lady 6.

You're not listening to me. No, you don't.

Just take my money and I'll take the comic.

It's commercialized feminism. It's not authentic.

What's in the duffle?

- Lunch. - Hmm.

Kev's right, you know. You don't want that garbage.

- It's inauthentic. - See?

What? I can't believe this is how you treat your customers.

And I can't believe you're not listening to his expert opinion.

Who are you?

- I'm his associate. - He's my associate.

- This is unbelievable. - I know.

If this is how you're gonna act, you can leave.

No. You can't tell me to leave. I'm telling me to leave.

Now!

Once again, my genius goes unheard.

- Hmm. - Wasted.

And this is why I can't do customer service.

The customers are always wrong.

It's a tough gig. Thanks for having my back.

Well, as your associate, it's basically my duty.

Now, I'm here to ask you something really important.

What's up?

Well, there's this thing I've been looking for,

for a while now, and I think maybe you'll know

exactly what I'm talking about.

Talk to me.

MeatMan 10.

Ah. Not in yet. I'll put one aside for you, though.

You're a person of good taste.

What can I say? I appreciate quality.

See you.

Oh. Dylan? Dylan!

Okay. You gotta go.

You've had enough time. Come back tomorrow.

And remember, better choices make a better life.

Leanna?

And that's when I realized it wasn't the real Harry Styles,

but I still gave him my autograph,

'cause you never know.

Okay. I'm done.

Oh.

I need warm undertones to make my skin glow.

It's as if you want my rosacea to stand out.

I have other things to do.

You can't walk out on the theatre, Madison. Ugh.

I just lost another five viewers.

Ugh!

Viewers are up.

That was just a bit of physical comedy for you.

I actually took a clowning class last summer

from an authentic French clown. I think he was French.

Tweedles D and D have completed level three.

They're ahead of FryGuy and Morphy.

Tweedle Doom and Tweedle Destruction take the win!

- Yeah! - Woo-hoo! Victory is ours.

Woo!

Dylan?

Dylan?

I got to work on my cardio.

Uh-oh. The hunter.

And the winners of League of Anarchy

are Tweedle Doom and Tweedle Destruction!

Hey. We want to give this to you.

- The best energy drink ever. - Nvr Sleep for life?

This is the best gift I could ever ask for.

We couldn't have done it without our finally cool sister.

Next time, watch out.

I'll wipe those smiles off your faces.

Really?

What? Whoa! Oof.

Your sister's crazy! Let's get out of here.

Next time, you're gonna have to float up to the ceiling.

And blow them up with a laser eye blast.

You're still not getting it. I can't do that.

Yeah, yeah. But imagine how many more

tournaments we can win with Carmie's powers.

Wait. What happened to keeping my powers a secret?

I'm sure Mom and Dad would love to hear about

this semi-legal underground event.

Just because it's a grey area doesn't make it wrong.

Kev, we won Nvr Sleep for

What? I'll be right there.

Dylan? It's been Dylan the whole time?

He's the hunter?

I knew something was wrong with him.

I was, like, "This guy, something's up."

But he hid it well because he's so cool.

Uh, I think we should go.

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