VO: MIGHTY MAGISWORDS!
♪♪
AGH!
OW, MY BOOTICUS.
BE GONE, EVIL BUTT.
MY BUTT'S NOT EVIL. IT'S NEUTRAL.
Both: PYOO, PYOO, PYOO, PYOO, PYOO, PYOO, PYOO, PYOO, PYOO, PYOO.
HAVE AT YOU.
OOF.
[ BOTH LAUGHING ]
SOMEDAY WE'LL HAVE REAL MAGISWORDS, DEAR BROTHER.
YEAH.
Helmut: YOU TWO WANT TO BE WARRIORS?
RHYBOFLAVEN DOESN'T NEED WARRIORS,
AND THEY DON'T NEED YOU.
HEAVENS. GET A LOAD OF THAT GUY.
[ CRYING ]
OH.
OH, PROHYAS, DEAR HEART,
DO YOU REMEMBER WHAT WE PROMISED EACH OTHER WHEN I WAS SICK?
WE'RE GOING TO BE GREAT WARRIORS,
AND WE'RE GOING TO DO IT OUR WAY.
YEAH. YEAH.
YOU KNOW IT.
[ BOP, BOP, TINK, TINK, CLANG, CLANG, BONK ]
OWW.
WE SHOULD PROBABLY CUT THAT PART OUT OF THE HANDSHAKE.
WORD.
DO YOU REMEMBER THAT DAY, PROHYAS?
YEAH, MY BOOTICUS REMEMBERS THE LITTLE SHOVEL VIVIDLY.
'TIS A TRIUMPH.
IN THAT CASE...
Announcer: RAD ROCKET MAGISWORD.
WE'RE READY FOR BWEEZNESS.
YES.
ACCORDION MAGISWORD.
♪ DO YOU NEED A MAGIC OBJECT FAST? ♪
♪ DO YOU NEED A RELIC FROM THE PAST? ♪
♪ WE'RE THE ACTION SIBLINGS FULL OF SASS ♪
♪ WE'RE WARRIORS FOR HIRE ♪
♪ IS A MONSTER GIVIN' YOU THE BIZ? ♪
♪ DO YOU NEED A TEMPLE-STORMING WHIZ? ♪
Both: ♪ GET THE BEST ADVENTURERS THERE IS ♪
♪ TRY WARRIORS FOR HIRE
Both: ♪ NO
♪ CAN YOU SHAVE MY BACK? ♪
NO!
EH, WELL, WHY NOT?
WE ARE NOT HANDYMEN, SIR.
WE ARE AVAILABLE TO GO ON SWASHBUCKLING ADVENTURES
WITH OUR MIGHTY MAGISWORDS.
EH, WHAT THE STINKIN' HECK'S A MAGISWORD?
MAYBE WE SHOULD DEMONSTRATE, SIS.
Announcer: CHOOSE YOUR MAGISWORD.
SNOWBALL MAGISWORD.
THERE.
THAT THERE'S A JAMES Q. DANDY,
BUT HOW'S THAT GONNA HELP ME PRUNE MY BEGONIAS?
OCH!
WE, THE CITIZENS OF RHYBOFLAVEN, ARE NOT INTERESTED.
[ ALL MURMURING ]
NO, NO, NO, NO, OUR BUSINESS.
I TOLD YOU RHYBOFLAVEN DOESN'T NEED WARRIORS.
WHY DO YOU LOOK EXACTLY THE SAME AS WHEN WE WERE 5?
I HAVE A CONDITION.
Royal announcer: HER ROYAL MAJESTY, PRINCESS ZANGE.
'SUP, GUYS? ROCKIN' 'N' ROLLIN'?
THE PRINCESS IS TALKING TO THEM.
Both: AT YOUR SERVICE, YOUR HIGHNESS.
DON'T DO THAT, GUYS. YOU'RE MY AGE.
DORKS.
HISS.
I'VE GOT A JOB THAT COULD ONLY BE DONE BY A PAIR OF WARRIORS.
I NEED YOU TO UNCLOG MY SINK.
AND IF YOU DO IT, I'VE GOT A MAGISWORD FOR YOU IN PAYMENT.
WE'LL DO IT.
WHY DO YOU KNOW WHAT MAGISWORDS ARE?
DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT.
Announcer: SOON, AT CASTLE RHYBOFLAVEN.
YOU'LL BE WORKING ON THE LEFT BASIN.
EXTRAVAGANT.
I'LL SWING BY IN A FEW MINNOWS AND HIT YOU WITH YOUR PAYOLA.
OKAY, BYE.
THIS LOOKS SO FANCY PANTS BUT SMELLS SO RANCID PANTS.
RETRACTABLE LADDER MAGISWORD.
YING. AAH!
[ COUGHS ] WHOA, THAT IS UNATTRACTIVE.
AGREED.
ELECTRIC EEL MAGISWORD.
[ CHOMP! ]
[ BOTH GRUNTING ]
THIS ISN'T HOW I IMAGINED OUR FIRST JOB.
BUT AFTER THIS ROYAL FLUSH, OUR WORKLOAD WILL SKYROCKET.
HEY, WAIT.
RAD ROCKET MAGISWORD.
[ ZIP! ]
LOOK WHO HAS THE CLEVER BRAIN MEAT.
IT WAS YOU.
OCH, STILL CAUSING A BLOCKAGE.
YEAH, ALL THAT HAIR, FINGERNAILS,
THAT EYEBALL, THE EYEBALL RIGHT NEXT TO IT, THE...
YES.
[ PLOP! ]
[ ROARING ]
Both: A-A-A-A-A-WESOME.
[ ZIP! SMACK! ]
[ ROARS ]
EW, WEEKS-OLD, CRUSTY TOOTHPASTE.
I CAN'T GET TO MY MAGISWORD BAG.
AAH! QUILTED COMFORT.
VAMBRE.
I'M-A COMING, SIS.
[ GROWLING ]
VAMBRE, YOU OKAY?
YES. IT'S A SHAME THIS ALL WRAPPED UP SO QUICKLY, THOUGH.
TOILET PAPER WAS SOMEHOW NOT ENOUGH.
HANG ON, PROHYAS.
Announcer: CHOOSE YOUR MAGISWORD.
BLOW-DRYER MAGISWORD.
[ GROWLING ]
FEEL THE BREEZE, YOU SLEAZY SLEAZE.
DUDER'S ALL CRUNCHY.
NO.
SORRY, SORRY.
[ GRUNTS ]
OOF!
WHOO!
[ BOP, BOP, TINK, TINK, CLANG, CLANG, BONK ]
OWW!
HOW HAVE WE NOT UPDATED THAT PART YET?
OH, HEY, YOU FELLED THE BEAST. BIG UPS.
YOU KNEW THAT WASN'T JUST A HAIR BALL?
HEH. WELL, HERE'S THE PAYMENT WE AGREED UPON.
Announcer: A SACK OF GEMS AND PLUNGER MAGISWORD.
YOU KNOW, WE...
HMM, PROBABLY COULD'VE USED THIS EARLIER.
YEAH, PROBABLY.
Announcer: YEAH.
WELL, THAT'S ONE HECK OF A FIRST DAY.
I DON'T KNOW HOW TODAY COULD GET ANY BETTER.
HMM?
WE, THE PEOPLE OF RHYBOFLAVEN, HAVE CHANGED OUR MINDS.
YEAH?
EEE!
TO UNCLOG OUR SINKS.
NO!
DORKS.