Finally, one of your superpowers actually worked!
Looking at you, ShoutOut.
Wow, you're really gonna go there?
Alright, well, that was a whole ten seconds
without the Internet.
Let's check in on Mika.
What you up to, hon?
Panicked, tried making
Internet box out of sticks of gum because Internet good.
OK.
OK, you know, this isn't much
but I think Chapa will appreciate us trying to...
Christmas up the Man's Nest a little bit.
I don't know, that tree's a beater.
But it's our beater.
And Christmas isn't about trees or decorations or--
This is so much better!
I could not love this more!
This tree is the worst!
I hate this stupid tree!
AWOL and ShoutOut, what are you doing here?
We heard that Swellchella might get canceled
because of a little natural disaster.
So we just...
- What? - You just, what?
You didn't come on the news with nothing to say, did you?
Who does that?
- Not us! - Ha ha, nope!
Because we have something
- to say! - Say!
- And it is this! - This!
We...
wanted to offer to host the entire festival
- in the Man's Nest! - What?
We do? I mean, you do?
We sure do!
I guess we do!
Oh, I did not approve this.
Looks like you got a bunch of messages from Lil' Dynamite.
Who's Lil' Dynamite?
Ah, he's this happy little try-hard from Neighborville.
He's always calling and smiling and offering to help.
God, so annoying.
[laughing]
That is annoying.
Who does that?
Didn't you does that everyday before we got--
Quiet!
[groaning]
Smells like a trap.
Ah, but that's homework.
Fresh homework, too! Straight from the oven.
I'll just do one little chapter.
Question one: "Who's gotcha?"
Chapa gotcha!
[grunting]
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
At least let me get the homework!
No!
[chattering]
And coal? Well, that's just dinosaur poop.
Where's my meat?
Is this your meat?
Yeah, did you all take it?
You know the rule. You leave it, I eat it.
- Finders eaters. - Losers starvers.
Clank!
[mumbling]
Where's the nearest meat store? Does anyone know?
Oh, no.
- What do you mean? - Oh, no.
She did something wrong.
Who, Mika?
Something bad.
Are those my pants?
Can't talk, gotta run to meat store! Bye!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Why are you wearing my clothes?
Why are there bags on your feet?
Yeah, why are you acting so crazies?
I did a bad thing.
I told ya!
Hello, again, Danger friends.
It is I, Mika Macklin, your pal from before.
Don't mind me. Just bringing this rocket fuel through
for normal work purposes.
Well.
OK, she's definitely acting sus.
Sus for sure.
I agree that she's acting suspicious.
Welcome to the Best Nestern Inn.
Ugh, it's really coming down out there, huh?
Oh, my god! This rain is the worst!
I'd be happy to dry you off?
[screaming]
- Thank you! - Of, course!
Just add that to your room bill.
I've got you in room 227,
it overlooks our used trash rockets.
Oh, trash rockets are the worst!
I could upgrade you to room 228?
It overlooks Mount Swellview.
Ooh.
That sounds great!
Yeah, I'll just add that to your room bill as well.
Enjoy your stay.
We're Danger Force.
Yeah, that's Spicy Milk and she's Oopsie Girl.
[arguing]
OK, alright, enough!
I don't care what your names are, just stay out of my way!
[screaming]
- OK, let me try again. - What, what are you doing?
[screaming]
OK, this usually works.
[screaming]
You did it!
The next few days are fine, but five days from now
the weather is going to turn spooky.
Dang it!
Yeah, I hate spooky weather, too.
I like silly weather.
No, I just can't beat this Twitler guy in the game.
I beat him in real life, turned his brain into oatmeal.
Like, I'm pretty sure his body's still around here somewhere.
Anyway, give me the goggles, I wanna play.
No!
I am not gonna do anything else until I beat this game.
So everyone just stay out of my way!
We got stuck in a wall on the way back!
That can happen?
I have just learned that it can.
[grunting]
I thought that would work.
You see?
Not ready!
Yes...
we
are!
You guys...
I got my superpower!
It's about time!
- - You can fly?
Aww, what's the matter?
Ugh, more baby talk!
Is somebody tired from getting beat up
by a mean ol' Danger Force?
I couldn't do cardio in that prison cell.
[grunting]
Hi-yah! Hi-yah!
Missed me, too slow!
- Gotcha! - Ha, no you don't!
[screaming]
[crumbling]
- Where's Drex? - He's taking a nappy wappy poo.
Oh, no! I sure hope no one throws
an imaginary rope around me.
What?
Because then I have no choice but to get pulled in.
Oh, no, I'm running away!
Oh! Ah, he's got me!
Oh, he's got you! He's totally got you!
Oh, do me next, do me! Rope me, rope me, rope me, rope me!
So, we're gonna be freezing cold out in space?
We've gotten a scarf.
You guy are sure I'm not gonna die out there?
Yeah, you can last 15 seconds in space.
Not feeling 100% confident here!
Neither are we.
Anyway, before we drop you down, Schwoz is gonna
tell you which direction to shout.
Is there gonna be some sort of countdown or--
No time. Scream us to the left!
[screaming]
[whimpering]
[screaming]
S-so c-c-cold.
Oh. Uh.
Forgot to give you these mittens.