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What happened to this place?

Quick! Back to Wartwood.

- Oh, no! - Not here too!

Even the statue is gone.

Uh… Nice giant centipede?

Now, stay down.

Polly, look out!

What the...

Hey, thanks, whoever you are.

Well, salt my slugs.

It's you four.

Croaker, Wally. Loggle? Is that you?

Yep. I've been lifting weights every single day

since you've been gone.

Who knew I had these kind of gains in me all along?

- What is going on around here? - What was that thing?

- Loggle's buff now? - I don't believe it.

- You're... You're back. - Sasha!

You're alive! And in Wartwood?

What's going on? What happened?

Follow me and I'll explain.

- Chuck. - Tulips.

Wait. Our house is your secret hideout?

Only the basement.

No way! The Plantar family tunnels?

Come on.

Welcome to the Resistance.

Hi-yah!

All right. Let's get you up to speed.

Marcy has been taken prisoner, but she's still alive.

Oh, thank goodness.

So, what happened to the town?

What do you think? Andrias destroyed it.

Now, let's get you settled.

Attention, Wartwood.

I'd like to introduce some new recruits.

- Hey! - Hi, guys!

It's Anne and the Plantars!

The Plantars here came back to Amphibia

just in time to help us kick Andrias right in the big old tail.

Here. Go find yourselves a nice cave to inhabit.

I sure am gonna miss the electric toothbrush.

Cheer up, Hop Pop.

Maybe we can find a cave with some soft lichen to sleep on.

So, about what happened before we got zapped to Earth…

Listen, my days of toxic manipulation are over.

And with Amphibia on fire and Marcy in trouble,

I thought we could be on the same side for a change.

Totally. We'll work at our own baggage later.

What's with the hat?

The helmet of authority.

Apparently, Wartwood busts this out during wartime,

so everyone knows who's in charge. Which reminds me…

Wha...

Wartwood has only been able to hold out this long

because they were waiting for you, Anne.

You stood up for them. You protected them.

It's time for you to lead them.

Uh, I don't know.

Amphibia's changed a lot since I've been gone.

Should I really be the one doing this?

All in favor of Anne Boonchuy as your new leader?

Anne! Anne! Anne! Anne!

Oh, wow! This is a huge honor, and also a lot of pressure.

Whoo-hoo!

Yeah, that's actually not helping.

I'm sure you've seen the mind-control collars

that Andrias has been using to control the local wildlife.

Well, it turns out he's making them here.

How do these things even work?

It utilizes some kind of weird mushroom enzyme.

Gee! Wonder where I've heard that before.

I turned you into zombies one time!

The mission is simple: Destroy the factory.

If we're successful, it'll make a big dent in Andrias's army.

All right. Let's do it.

Great. I'll call us a taxi app.

Polly, that's not gonna work.

Fine. I'll guess we'll walk.

Anyone got any hand sanitizer?

I never noticed how dirty Amphibia was.

Don't worry, HP. I got you.

Wow. Earth made you three soft.

Anyway, get some sleep, everyone.

- We leave at dawn. - You got it.

- See you in the morning. - Aye, aye, Captain.

Hey, Grime.

Welcome, Anne. I mean, uh, Commander.

I know. Weird, right?

You gave Anne the helmet?

Yeah. If Anne is here, I can't be in charge.

It's just too complicated.

But... But she's never led an army.

And she has no idea how much Amphibia has changed

or what we're up against.

I said it's complicated.

Fine. It just would've been nice to know that I was demoted…

Again!

Okay, guys. Whoops.

Let's go show Andrias what we're made of.

Which way, Commander?

Oh! Uh, no idea.

Oh! Didn't you take a picture of the map?

Shoot. Dang it! I-I'll go back and grab it.

No need. Here's the map, Anne, with all the important parts labeled.

Oh! Thanks, Sash.

But are you sure you shouldn't be leading this?

No way. You should be in charge, not me.

Come on, Anne. You can do this.

You steered us from Earth back to Amphibia, didn't you?

Just follow your Anne-tuition.

Anne-tuition? Cute.

Okay, then. Here goes nothing!

There's the factory.

How do we get across, Anne?

Yeah, what's your Anne-tuition telling ya?

Well, how about we build a bridge out of ourselves?

I saw it in a movie once.

All these tiny mice worked together

to steal some oregano from a French restaurant.

Uh, you heard the Commander, everyone. Hop to it.

All right, everyone, now lean forward into the canyon.

Nice. Did you measure the width of the canyon?

No, why?

Guys!

Hang on.

Grab on.

Anyone else think this is going poorly?

We're usually a bit more coordinated than this.

Okay. I think it's clear by now I shouldn't be leading this expedition.

Sasha, will you please just take command and tell us what to do?

No! You need to be in charge.

What? What do you mean?

I'm drowning out here, dude.

Do you want me to fail?

Is that what this is?

Some kind of new manipulation?

No! I just... I...

We're also usually a lot quieter than this.

Everyone, attack!

What kind of attack?

Just whatever feels right!

Hey, ya!

What happened?

I got a grass stain on my pants.

Oh, I have Mrs. B's stain remover pen.

Soak it in water first.

No! Sasha, what do we do?

Uh, you're in charge. Whatever you think is best.

You've got this!

But I don't know what I'm doing.

Please, just take over!

I... I can't.

Why not?

Because the last time I was in charge, I ruined our friendship.

Wha... What are you doing?

Putting my faith in a real commander.

What the heck, Boonchuy?

Great.

Now how will we get out?

Frogs of the Resistance, execute maneuver three.

Maneuver what?

Now, inflate!

Sasha, you did it!

Not yet. Wally, Croaker, Loggle, mirror punch.

What's the plan now?

Don't look at me. You're wearing the helmet.

Loggle, you're on bridge duty.

Croaker and Wally are lookouts.

Anne, Plantars, you know what to do with these.

All right. Let's mess this place up.

Come on, Anne. Take the helmet back.

No way. You're clearly the better commander.

But after everything I did to you, I don't deserve it.

Sasha, not too long ago you would've fought to keep the helmet.

The fact that you don't want it now proves you've changed.

Yeah, maybe.

All in favor of Sasha Waybright as your new leader?

- Oh, yes! - Oh, frog. Please, Sasha.

We need you.

Listen, Anne, even though I'm calling the shots,

I want you to know this is a partnership.

All right, you frogs, back to base.

Looks like this is our new life now, guys.

Houseguest to Resistance grunt is a harsh transition.

- Yep. - You can say that again.

Uh-oh, Anne, did you lose a shoe?

Oh! You've gotta be kidding me!

Aren't these worthless, sir?

Well, it don't mean we don't gotta count 'em, Toadie.

Ooh. A corpse-maker moth.

You're supposed to kiss when you see one,

otherwise your crops will be cursed for seven years.

Just to be safe.

Crops are very important.

Whoa! Nice shot.

Oop, sounds like the mission briefing bell.

Come on!

There's no seats left together.

Attention, fellow freedom fighters.

Will someone give up their seat for Sprivy, Wartwood's cutest couple?

Not this again.

- Young love is the worst. - No takers, hey?

Hmm. Guess we'll just stand in the back together.

As long as we're together.

Good morning, everyone.

Wait. Is it morning? It's hard to tell underground.

Whatever. We've got good news and bad news.

Good news is we've secured a major shipment of crucial supplies

from a wealthy pro-Wartwood elite.

But the bad news is

the only way to Wartwood is through the mountain pass,

and Andrias has it locked down, guarded by a giant laser cannon.

- Laser cannons stink. - I like the other news better!

Why does Grime always get to do the good news?

The cannon is protected by a force field.

If we can take that out, we can destroy the weapon.

There's a robot battalion protecting both structures.

But every hour, there's a five-minute window

where the robots change shifts.

That's our chance to strike.

Wait. The robots change shifts?

Everyone deserves a break, Loggle.

I'm bringing two teams of two. One for the shield generator,

one to take out the cannon before the five minutes are up.

Stumpy, Fern, Ivy and Sprig, follow me.

Looks like our number's up.

Ha! Of course they want the two of us.

Yeah, after all, we're perfectly in sync.

All right.

Well, that's the only mission today, so what do you guys wanna do?

Can we have a piñata party?

Don't see why not.

Okay, so the teams are, Sprig with Stumpy, and Ivy with Fern.

Uh… …Sasha, shouldn't me and Ivy be partners?

He means 'cause we're dating.

Listen, twerp and twerpette, you're not here to pass notes and play footsie.

You're here to do a job.

And these pairings are super important to the mission.

What will I do without you?

I'll miss you every second.

Good Lord!

This one is for bashing and smashing.

- Uh… - This one is for slicing and dicing.

Wow. I wish my hands were scissors.

Working at the salon would be a breeze.

Aye, lass, but then you'd never be able to caress a wee baby tadpole.

Or hold hands with the love of your life!

Seems worth it to me!

I can't believe we have to split up.

This is the worst thing that has ever happened to anyone.

There's gotta be a way to switch, as long as Sasha doesn't find out.

All right, there's our target.

And our supplier is just on the other side of that pass.

I'll keep watch up here, and signal him when the cannon is down.

Sorry, cheerleading muscle memory.

Here's a watch for each of you. The shift change is about to start.

Follow my plan exactly and it should just be enough.

Okay, team, move out!

Geez.

Oh! Hey, guys. I forgot.

Sasha gave me this note.

Something about switching up the teams.

That sounds important, Sprig.

Let us read it together.

"Dear nerds, I, Sasha, order you to switch partners.

Sprig should be with Ivy since they're dating."

Well, it certainly sounds legit.

Let's switch it up then. Sasha is a tactical wizard.

Mucking about with her decisions could have devastating consequences.

Shift change.

Boom! Now, all we gotta do is wait for that force field to come down.

Uh, boy.

Don't know why old Stumpy was picked to go uphill.

Sure is a hard climb.

You doing okay back there, Fern?

Look, Cutsy, that "cloud" looks like a cloud.

Fern, get a move on!

We finally made it.

Now, let's shut down this generator with no one the wiser.

Oh, dear frog!

On your guard, Fern!

- Hmm, think the shield is down yet? - Let's check!

Huh, it's still up.

Well, we can't expect Fern and Stumpy to work as good together as we do.

Good call.

Let's give them a little extra time.

You wanna work on our couple's dance routine?

Which one?

Nailed it!

Okay, only two minutes left.

Let's try this one more time.

It hurts so much.

- You thinking what I'm thinking? - Try the shield again?

No. Stumpy and Fern are in trouble.

Come on!

Fern, Stumpy!

What happened?

Sprig, I think it might be a...

Ambush!

Yeah, like, what he said.

This was not in the mission briefing!

Holy crab!

Only one minute left and this mission's a bust!

We're done for!

Look! That's where the generator is getting its power.

Fern, if I can keep that thing busy, can you clip those wires and shut it down?

Gladly.

Sprig, take Stumpy to the cannon! Me and Fern will get the shield down.

Right! Let's go, Stumpy. And, Ivy…

…I'll miss you so much.

I'll count every second till we're back together.

And not just 'cause I have to for the mission.

Oh, for Pete's sake! We're going!

No, Ivy! I miss you already!

I think that guy likes you.

Looks like you're due for a cut!

Okay, let's see if these shields are still up.

I wouldn't recommend that.

Oh, yeah.

Your spatula hand is made out of bone.

That doesn't conduct electricity.

So that's why Sasha picked you.

Come on, girls. Come on!

Let's lower them ears!

And done!

Dang! That looks good.

- It's down! - Go time!

Looks like five oughta do the trick.

Oh, no!

The new shift? We're too late!

You do your job, Stumpy,

and let me do mine.

That should do it.

Let's get out of here, kid.

Yes!

Nice work, guys. Looks like the mission was a success.

Actually, Sasha…

You and Ivy ignored my orders and almost beefed the entire mission

because you couldn't spend five minutes apart?

That is… surprisingly accurate.

I separated you two because I needed two of our best commandos

protecting two of our best specialists,

so they could do their jobs.

- Oh, yeah! - Oh, I see.

- Yeah, that makes sense. - Yep, we're dumb.

But you still managed to pull off the mission.

So I'm only sort of furious.

Hey, Sprig. I really like where our relationship is headed, but…

Maybe we shouldn't let it dictate every decision we make in our lives?

- Yep. - Wait, you guys are dating?

And I'm glad y'all learned your lessons and we ain't dead.

Cheerio, my good frogs.

The Ribbiton estate is here to pledge its full support for your rebellion.

Thanks, Wigbert. Your supplies are really going to make a difference.

What the…

Uh, guys. Does this guy look like Wally to anyone?