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- Quick! Get in. - Hold on, everyone!

How did he find us?!

-Nerlin, we need to go faster. -Hold on!

Hyah! Hyah!

Faster! Come on!

Nowhere to run, Nerlin!

Oh, you fools!

Bring them to me!

Aneska, you shouldn't be out here.

-Think of Sharon! -Sharon? Who's Sharon?

The baby!

We are NOT calling the baby Sharon!

Well, we have to call the baby something.

I've said it before and I'll say it again.

Babies NEED names!

Look, if we don't agree on a name,

we'll end up with a nameless baby, going around... nameless.

We don't want that!

Ohh! This is not good!

Stop! NERLIN!

Aneska!

Aneska, I need you to tell me something.

-Yes? -Is it a hard "no" on Sharon?

Or more of a "maybe"?

Now is NOT the time for this conversation, Nerlin.

- Give it up, Nerlin! - Give it up?

I'm just getting started.

Okay. So! How about Alvina?

Sounds like something for upset stomachs.

-Flora? -Too flowery.

-Brook? -Too deep.

Aspen? Whoa!

Too lofty!

Right, I've got it!

How about The Baby Formerly Known as Sharon?

Nerlin!

What? I think it's quite modern.

Come home, Aneska.

Never!

Uh-oh!

Stay away from my family!

You will have to do better than that.

No!

Aneska!

-Here. -Ugh! What is that?

-It's bullfrog and mayo. -Oh, no.

Volos is too powerful.

Ow!

Nope! No way.

You have to!

No! I played it once.

I vowed never EVER to play it again.

What other choice do we have?

Time's up, Floods.

Nerlin, please play the 'Song of the Clef.'

Stop! Stop that music!

Music! Music! I don't like music!

MUSIIIC!

At last.

We're finally safe.

What do you think of...

..Betty?

Betty?

Ah... I like it.

Betty Flood.

Let's go somewhere Murkhart will never find us.

Eh...

Betty, that was...

Awesome!

We should start a band!

We should TOTALLY start a band.

We'll go on a world tour, sell out stadiums,

fly on private jets...

and have 24-hour catering!

Always thinking about his stomach.

Hey, Betty, is your brother coming to the school concert?

- You mean Winchflat? - Yeah, Winchflat.

-Ugh, gross! -Okay, cool it, Abi.

My family don't really come to school stuff.

-How come? -Oh, you know.

They have a hard time being normal in public.

Yoo-hoo! Betty!

Speaking of which...

-Hello, Betty. -Hi, Mom.

Abi, Nat, marvelous to, em...

- Hello! - No!

Sorry, bad hair day.

So! You kids been doing any, em... growing lately?

-Mom! -How are your bones?

I hear it can be quite painful to grow them,

especially in the shinbones.

How are your shinbones?

Mom, stop asking about their shinbones.

It's weird.

Weird?! Who's weird?

I'm not weird. I'm completely normal!

I'm really a very normal mom, see?

Oh, is that the back of my hand?

Oh, must be time to go.

Come on, Betty!

Betty's mom is...

I know, right? She's so cool!

Mom, why do you have to be so weird in front of my friends?

Weird? I wasn't being weird. I was totally normal.

I was blending in.

Being abnormal is going to get us into trouble.

You're the abnormal one.

I mean, why did you have to wear Wigwam to school?

That's right. Wigwam's not the problem.

It's how you spoke to me in front of your friends.

Here we go again.

Sure, I'm a magical being...

..doing a GREAT job hiding it.

I'm perfectly normal when I need to be.

All I ask is don't say stuff like,

"Don't be weird" in front of your friends.

They weren't thinking I was weird until you said it, okay?

Anyway, there's nothing weird about

asking growing kids about their growing bones!

Betty! Watch out!

- Mom. - That was very dangerous, Betty.

-Yes, but-- -Yes, I used magic in public.

-I know, but I-- -No, Mom.

-I had to and if anyone saw-- -Mom!

Mom, stop!

That was AMAZING.

Now let's get home. Murkhart has eyes everywhere.

-That was SO cool, Mom. -Was it?

Yeah! You were like, "Whoosh!"

So fast, I didn't even see you coming.

I wish I could do that.

I'd be like, "Piow! Piow! Piow!"

Hey, Gran!

Hello, Betty dear!

Winchflaaat!

Argh!

Not so fast!

Winchflat!

-No loose zombies in the house! -Oh, it's fine, mother.

Not like anyone died.

Well, no one who wasn't already dead.

Hmm...

Who cut the lights?

Ouch.

Ah-hah!

Thank you, dear. How was your day, Betty?

Oh, it was great, Dad.

We had band practice and then on the way home,

Mom did magic and saved my life!

Excuse me, Betty. Forgive the interruption.

May I interest you

in a tiny spot of after-school corpse reanimation?

Oh, yes!

Hold on. Homework first, please, Betty.

Then MAYBE you can help your brother...

Um... Uh...

Walk the ephemeral tightrope between life and death?

-Yes, that. I think. -Using magic?

Yes. No! Of course not.

What was I thinking? No way!

-Guys! -You know the rules, Betty.

No magic for you.

So unfair!

I wish I was magical.

Open sesame!

Hocus kapocus!

My cat's curse be upon you!

From Stygian depths the demon is calling.

This is now your FINAL WARNING!

The dinner's ready.

Wha... Morbid! Silent!

Couldn't you just text me or something?

I hope you brought your appetite!

Ugh, unicorn stew again?

You said you liked your meat "rare".

- Get it? - Dad!

Hey, how was school today? Did ya sniff any new books?

Ugh, Staniel, humans don't do that.

Pfft, their loss.

Ugh, is that...

External digestion. Yes, indeed.

Well identified, Betty.

Messy business.

These days, I prefer

the gentleman's method.

It's like that, is it?!

Well then, how about some bread?

Sure, I'm carb loading!

Seriously?

Careful!

I don't think anyone wants to see YOUR external digestion.

Gross! Mom, make them stop!

Water...

Kids! No magic at the dinner table, please.

Gluten intolerant.

So, Quicklime Games this weekend.

How's training going, boys?

All signs point to

this being our best sortie yet.

Can I come this year?

No, Betty. We've talked about this.

-No, we haven't. -Yes, we have.

-Why can't I come? -Because you're too young.

I'm almost 13!

Betty, please. -Give me one good reason!

Listen, you can't go because it is not for you, alright?

What's THAT supposed to mean?

Sorry, Betty.

It's just Quicklime is an arena for magical beings.

You mean like all my siblings?

- Yes. - But not me?

Betty, you're...

Well, you're not like your brothers and sisters.

You see, they were all created with magic spells.

Rat-eye jam and pond-loach fins.

That's the recipe for us twins.

That's true. So, you see--

Yeah, it turns out my spell was contaminated with dog hair.

-Hence, uh, this. -Well, that too, but--

Meanwhile I was artisanally handcrafted

from rich mahogany, a book of sonnets and Dracula's eyeliner.

Okay, great. Thanks, everyone.

Well, what about me?

You were BORN.

Like how humans are born.

What way was that?

You know, the old-fashioned way.

What are you not telling me?

-Nothing! -We swear!

What AM I really?

Some insect person you adopted from an ant colony?

Am I from outer space or something?

Or am I secretly the chosen one

who has come to save the future for ALL magickind?

I think it's time we changed the subject.

Great idea!

Ah, who'd like a big scoop of troll cream for dessert?

- Me! - Yes, don't be shy.

Cheer up, Betty.

Magic isn't the only power in this world.

This is a song of my people, the Clef.

Have I ever told you the story of the Clef?

A long time ago, in the Kingdom of Nahwaer,

the Clef were conquered

by a horrible tyrant.

He was a Magi, like your mom.

Is that why we left?

Yes.

-He banned music. -Why?

Because he feared it. There are certain songs

that are more powerful than even

the strongest of magic, you know.

Whoa!

Let's play this one, Dad.

No. No!

Uh, no. Not right now.

Why can't we play this song?

It's, um... It's getting late.

I'll teach it to you, and all the old songs,

when the time comes.

Patience, Betty.

Watch out!

Giant rubber chicken!

What's that doing here?

Me expect a rubber chicken but...

..not a giant rubber chicken.

Maybe a smaller rubber chicken.

Yes, I heard that too, Howard.

Cherry pie?

Yeah, sure, I'll have a slice. Nom, nom.

Ugh, no. That's not it!

Some late night music practice, Betty?

Shh! You see, um, Dad showed me some music

and, um, I couldn't sleep so I thought I would practice.

Dad's musical lock is impossible to crack.

You could sing to it for a thousand nights

and still not find the right combination.

-But you COULD force it. -With magic?

- You can teach me? - Absolutely not.

Please, Winch.

Mom will KILL me if she finds out.

You working out, Winch?

I ordered a "body-building" kit.

It wasn't what I thought it was.

Understand something!

Whatever you see does not go beyond these walls.

Woo! Let's go!

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Slow down, jazz hands.

Whoa!

Could you just...

Huh! Uh...

Ooh, that shouldn't happen.

What's going on, Winch?

Quick, put it back.

Mom hears NOTHING about this.

We shall see, Volos.

See you soon, Floods.

YOU are coming with me.

Shh.

-Ah! -Morning!

Hello, sunshine! Would you like an omelet.

They're made with cow's eggs!

Hmm? Cows lay eggs?

Not just any cows. Moo-gical cows!

Dad...

Morning! Did everyone sleep well?

Yes, thanks.

So, school concert is tonight. Are you all coming?

-Of course. -Wouldn't miss it for the world.

Omens dark and bleak and swirling.

We foresee the night unfurling.

Super great for you, Betty!

Hmm. Why do I not feel reassured?

At the very least, you need not worry about us, Betty.

We'll be on our best behavior. Won't we, Staniel?

Yeah, I'm seven days clean from biting people.

I haven't licked a stranger in...

Hmm... since Monday.

Huh! Get a load of these weirdos.

Did I say that out loud?

Hello, puppy.

- Oh no. Help! - You're on your own, old chum.

Who's a good doggie?

-Who's a good boy? -I'm a good boy.

-Who's a good boy? -Yes, I am! Yes, I AM!

Aren't you the cutest ball of fluff!

-Oh, not my tail. Not my tail! -Yes, you are. Yes, you are.

Yes, you are!

Stop me, Winchflat. I'm gonna roll over!

Oh no, don't roll over.

I'm rollin' over... I'm rollin' over!

That's a very good tummy scratch for a VERY good boy.

Yes, I love a tummy scratch.

Ah, the shame!

Okay, alright. Let's keep moving, shall we?

Oh, goodbye, you gorgeous little puppy!

Ah, thank goodness.

You think anyone saw me do that?

What? Be a dog?

Yeah, it was perfect. You nailed it.

Ugh, it's so embarrassing.

You want to know what I think?

Yeah.

I think you are a VERY GOOD BOY!

Ah yeah, laugh it up!

If anyone tells me to "sit" though,

we are going to have a problem.

Welcome parents, carers, family,

to an evening of musical...

..magnificence.

Who needs magic when you've got that kind of talent?

Where are the twins?

I'll go find them.

Your future's short, the end is bitter.

Our best advice is that you flitter...

..off.

I HATE poetry!

It isn't poetry.

It's a prophecy.

Yes, well, I hate those too.

Sit, doggie!

You told him to sit?

You're going to regret that.

..1,675,000 degrees Celsius!

Whoa!

Wonderful. Wonderful.

Thank you, everyone.

Um, Mr Kumar?

Would it be okay if I played just one more song?

Oh... Of course, Betty.

This is a special song from my family's homeland.

Aw!

You taught her the 'Forbidden Song'?

-No, of course I didn't. -Then how is she--

We have to stop her.

-Betty! -No!

-Keep it quiet. -Quiet down.

We can't make a scene.

-But what if-- -Let her play.

What's the worst that could happen?

Brace for poetic justice.

Rather poor timing, Betty.

The howling sprites of dark portend.

Now you'll meet a brutal end!

What?

You shouldn't have told me to sit!

Ow! Sit! Sit! Stop it!

Prophecy fulfilled!

Bad dog. Ow!

I don't think anyone saw our little scrimmage.

We're covering it up now.

Mm-hmm.

Hmm.

Why are you so angry?

It was just a song!

Just a song?!

What else doesn't she know?

Shh, what are you doing?

I know a lot of things, actually.

Our home country is the Kingdom of Nahwaer.

Mom and Dad's people, the Magi and the Clef,

are both from there and we left

because a terrible tyrant tried to ban music.

Right, and that's all she needs to know.

Do you know the tyrant is our grandfather?

What?!

There's a lot we haven't told you, Betty.

Sit with me, Betty.

It's time I told you everything.

Uh... come on, kids. I-I'll put the kettle on.

That song you played is forbidden, Betty.

In Nahwaer, it's known as 'The Song of the Clef.'

Why is it forbidden?

Because for centuries...

the Magi and the Clef were at war,

fighting for control of Nahwaer.

And while the Magi had great magical powers,

the Clef possessed an ancient song

that cancelled all magic.

After decades of fighting,

the ancient kings declared peace should be made.

The Magi promised never to use their magic against the Clef.

The Clef promised never again to play that forbidden song.

However, many many years later, that truce was broken.

One day my father, King Murkhart, and I

were by the riverbank while we sang a special song we shared

since I was a little girl.

? Where alone with no cares in the world ?

My eyes were drawn to a handsome young Clef on the river.

He played along with the song that I was singing.

It was love at first sight

for both of us.

My father, seeing this, became enraged

and turned his magic onto the young Clef.

To save his own life, your father

played 'The Song of the Clef.'

Because of this,

the furious king rounded up and imprisoned the Clef.

He burned their instruments

so the 'Forbidden Song' could never be played again.

And ordered the execution of your father.

But I could never let that happen.

This angered the king

even more.

We escaped.

And we can never go back.

But if you and Dad escaped,

why is the 'Forbidden Song' still forbidden?

There's a legend in Nahwaer. It says:

"A child will be born to a Magi and a Clef

and that child will bring music and magic

back into harmony."

You mean... me?

So then, if I can set the Clef free,

then we have to go to Nahwaer right away!

No! No, you can never set foot in Nahwaer.

You can never play the 'Forbidden Song'

and I'm sorry but while we live amongst the humans

you can NEVER learn magic.

Why not?!

Because if you do,

King Murkhart will find you and he'll destroy you.

My own grandfather?

Yes! And then he'll come for the rest of us.

But I have to help the Clef. I HAVE to!

How can I help if I'm stuck here

pretending I don't know anything?!

No magic, nothing!

If you really want to help, Betty, stay here.

It's the only way to keep us safe.

So...

I'll never, not in my whole life, learn magic?

I'm sorry, Betty.

Where are you, Floods?

You can't hide forever.

My King, I bring images.

Flooods.

Ah!

Thank you, underling.

Hello... granddaughter.

You there, Gran?

Gran, I need your advice!

All that stuff about me being born to a Magi and a Clef,

I can't be the only one, can I?

There must be someone else out there who can stop Murkhart.

Because if I am the only one, the Clef will never be free.

I'm just ME! I'm just Betty.

I can't stop Murkhart. I can't even do magic.

And Mom said I'm never even allowed to LEARN magic.

"Not while we live amongst the humans."

Although, she didn't mention anything about non-humans.

So then, what if I went someplace with NO humans?

Somewhere in the magical realm?

Come on. Think, Betty. Think!

Somewhere...

Ugh, come on. Quick, Betty. Quick...

Quicklime! The Quicklime Games, of course!

I'll learn magic, I'll become a powerful Magi

and THEN I'll go to Nahwear

and face down my evil grandfather

and FREE the Clef once and for all.

Ah, thank you, Gran.

You've been very helpful.

Is that you, Betty?

Hello?

Betty?

Are you warm enough? Did you pack an extra sweater?

-Of course, Mother. -Make sure you're not followed.

- Yes, Mom. - And...

Watch out for flying eyeballs, dodgy goblins

and shapeshifting spider creatures. Yeah, yeah.

Murkhart has eyes everywhere.

We'll be okay, Mom.

We know you will. Make us proud.

-Oh, and before you go... -They have food there, Dad.

What? All that junk?

Full of magical colors and flavors?

No, stick to homecooking.

Winners eat Dad's dinners.

Just take it so we can go.

Hello, everybody on the Wormtrain.

Chugga-chugga woo woo!

Now, this service is for all stations to Quicklime!

Yes, first stop is Gingerbread Forest,

Sweets, then Toadstool-on-Sea.

Don't get food poisoning.

Then Goblin Town. Oh it's a lovely little town.

And then ALL stations to Quicklime!

Oh, hurry up, would ya?

Avoid the tonsils on the way down the carriage.

Woo-hoo!

Bye, boys. Good luck!

Oh, where's Betty got to?

Didn't she want to say good luck?

Ah, I'm sure she's just practicing music in her room.

All aboard!

Wait!

If you think it was bad going in, wait until you come out!

Chugga-chugga-chugga...

(RETCHING

Thanks for travelling with Wormtrain. This is Quicklime.

Yuck!

- Uh, thanks? - Anytime.

Come back, hope to see you again soon...

Whoa, so this is Quicklime.

Whoa!

Excuse me!

A genie?!

Wow! Will you grant me three wishes?

How about you grant MY wish

and GET OFF MY RUG?!

-I just had it shampooed. -Oh, sorry.

Kids these days, they got no manners.

Excuse me?

Whoa! That was electrifying!

-Ah! -Hey, squirt, quit shoving.

Sorry, sir, I didn't mean to.

Looking for a fight, are ya?

No! I, uh...

She's looking for me... Hello, Knucklehead.

You?! Good. I'm gonna flatten you both!

That was... very cool.

Thanks. No problem.

You're new here, right?

Oh, is it that obvious?

Um... yes.

I didn't know the magical realm was going to be so...

-Magical? -Yeah!

Welcome, one and all, to this year's Quicklime Games!

Now please bang your extremities together

as I present to you your host,

the incredible, the magical,

the unforgettable REGINA!

Yes, it's me.

Thank you for your applause.

I love you!

I am delighted, excited

and on the brink of ignited to be here

as we come together to see

who will be

this year's Quicklime Games

Champions!

It's time to meet

our contestants!

Look Mom, it's Bonestench and Weaselface. My heroes!

What kind of name is Bonestench and Weasel...

..face?

Oh, that's...

They're my brothers. They're my bros!

Bonestench and Weaselface?

Really? Those guys are good.

Contestants,

prepare for your first diabolical challenge!

The Pie-Eating Contest!

Pie-Eating Contest?

Eat the pie! Eat the pie!

Yeah, it's a twist on the classic.

Wow!

Cherry pie?

Dreams DO come true!

Oh, I'm not sure I can fit it in my mouth though.

Allow me, dear brother.

Oh yeah! Teamwork makes the dream work!

-Wow! -Great, huh?

This is the first time I've seen actual Magi.

Other than my family, of course.

Where are you from?

You wouldn't know it.

It's a human place.

You're a long way from home.

-I'm Betty, by the way. -Misha.

And now, the next challenge!

Each contestant will face the physical manifestation

of their deepest, darkest fears!

Get ready to DANCE WITH DREAD!

Spiders!

Nah, nothing THAT scary.

Hello, puppy!

Who's a good doggie? Who's a good boy?

Happily there's nothing in this world so dark and nightmarish

that can frighten meeeee...

Oh, what's going on there?

I think he's afraid of cute things?

At least, I know they definitely make him vomit.

Go to your happy place, Winchflat.

A festering bogpit in a forest of rotting trees.

Crows, spiders, skeletons, chickenpox!

Oh, aren't you the cutest!

Centaur Soda!

Troll Cream! Pixie Floss!

Ooh, want some Pixie Floss?

No, I can't.

It's full of magical flavors and colors.

-So? -So... Dad says--

Who cares what Dad says?

Two Pixie Floss, please.

Yes, ma'am.

That's delicious!

Wizarding warriors,

you've prevailed against pies,

danced with dread.

Now it's time to face the ultimate challenge.

A deadly foe that knows

your every move.

Get ready

to knock yourselves out!

-You're looking well. -And you.

Shame I have to destroy something so very handsome.

Agreed, though I'm prepared to do what's necessary.

Indubitably.

-Which one is my brother? -Both.

Or neither. Hard to say.

Whoa, wait a minute! Who ate who?

I'm not sure. Hopefully you won't notice the difference.

You are indeed a worthy adversary.

How could I be ANYTHING other?

Wow! Imagine how amazing it would be to fly.

You can't fly?

But hang on, that's one of the simplest spells there is.

Even baby Magi can fly.

Yeah, well, I'm different... Do you think you could teach me?

Of course! Come on.

Right now? But they haven't--

Something tells me they'll be a while.

Come on! You won't miss much, I promise.

Oh, you are going to love this.

Flying is one of the best things about being a Magi.

Whoa!

It's higher than I thought.

Trust me. All you need is a little bit of magic.

To learn to fly, you only need to do one thing.

What is it?

Don't... think.

-Easy, right? -Easy?!

Seriously?

Hey! I knew you'd be fine.

Now, come on.

That was brilliant! Thank you!

And the winners of this year's Quicklime Games,

Bonestench and Weaselface!

Betty Flood!

Uh-oh. I've gotta go.

Of course!

But how will I... But we--

Don't worry, I'll find you.

Bye, Betty!

You ran away, Betty.

Do you realize I spent my whole day looking for you!

Mom, I'm sorry. I really am.

But look, I'm safe.

I had a great time.

You and Dad need to trust me more.

I can take care of myself, you know.

You are GROUNDED!

It's not fair!

I never get to do anything.

I'll show them.

They're not the only ones with magical powers.

I did it!

Misha!

Betty? I hope you're not going out.

You're still grounded.

I'm just saying "hi" to Gran.

Misha, you found me.

I told you I would.

Say hello to your new magic tutor.

YES!

Come on, let's go.

Okay, time for your first magic lesson, Betty.

What's first? Dematerializing?

Or lightning bolts?

Oh! I've always wanted to turn my Brussels sprouts

into chocolate balls!

We're going to start with basics.

Easy. Just lend me some of your magic.

No, you're on your own this time.

There's magic in you, Betty.

I can't believe your family hasn't shown you how to use it.

My family won't let me do anything.

It's fine.

You can do it.

Relax. Let it come.

Relax!

I'm never gonna relax

if you keep telling me to relax.

You feel that?

No.

I hear it!

Hear what?

Close your eyes. Listen.

What is it?

Your magic surrounding us.

What do I do?

Take it!

Yes, Betty!

Open your eyes!

I did it!

I DID IT! Whoa!

Thank you! Thank you, Misha!

Wow! I wish my family could see me.

Betty Flood making magic!

Did you say Betty "Flood"?

Yeah. Why?

Oh, it's just...

-The Flood family is-- -What about my family?

Every Magi knows the story of the Flood family.

But I dunno...

You seem like a nice person

so I won't hold it against you.

What are you talking about?

Betty!

Your parents tried to overthrow the King.

You know that, right?

No, that's not what happened.

The King threw my father in prison for playing music.

Your parents led a revolution, Betty.

That's why they're on the run.

It broke King Murkhart's heart.

His own daughter.

No! They had to escape. Murkhart wanted my father dead.

Sorry B, but that's not the story we all know.

It's getting late. I should probably go home.

Ah, there you are, Betty.

Ooh! How's your gran?

What?

Oh yeah, uh, she's fine.

We're having sushi!

You better get "kraken" or you'll miss out.

Why won't you just stay still?

Ah, hurry up, Dad.

Not hungry, thanks.

Nat, Abi, this is Misha, my new...

..math tutor.

She's gonna sit in today.

Nice to meet you.

Ah, cool.

Do you play, Misha? Feel free to join.

Oh, no-no-no.

I am NOT musical.

I don't like music at all, actually.

I mean... I like it.

I just don't LOVE it.

If that makes sense?

Uh... no?

What sort of person doesn't like music?

Of course Misha loves music. She just doesn't know it yet.

Ooh! Ow!

Sorry, but after-school band practice

without band practice is just after school, so...

From the top! Two, three, four...

? I just got to be me ?

? Tell me that you know ?

? I just got to be me ?

? Ahh ?

? I just got to be me ?

? Tell me that you know ?

? I just got to be me ?

? So what if you don't get it ?

Yeah!

Nailed it.

Hmm, I must've hooked

the electrograph to the zappitron by accident.

And you're only working this out now?!

Phew, it smells like burnt dog in here.

Betty!

You weren't supposed to see this until it was ready.

Ready for what?

I know things have been hard lately

but your birthday's coming up

and I was thinking we could have a party!

You know, with streamers and cake

and games and music

and... humans.

I can have friends over?

-Yes! -But what about--

Staying hidden? That's what this is for.

We've pre-loaded this machine with 10,000 forgetting spells.

We'll put it at the front gate.

Your friends can all convivialize,

then fall back into suburban oblivion

with not a shred of memory of the entire soir�e.

Nor a shred of skin at this rate.

Ye of little faith.

Ye of little skill.

-Oh, I-- -Boys, please!

Since the surprise is ruined anyway,

do you... want a party?

That no one will ever remember coming to?

Yes, exactly!

Sure. Whatever.

-Fabulous! -One thing to note.

No one gets passed the house-protection spell

without being formally invited.

This is going to be... fun!

A birthday party?

Is this her trying to make up for the fact

that I'm banned from ever learning magic?

Hey, Betty! Betty!

Wait!

Hey, I want to show you something.

What?

You think having no magic

is the WORST thing in the world.

-And? -And you're wrong.

There's something worse.

I'm not in the mood.

Allow me to demonstrate.

Huh?

Worse than no magic

is only having SOME.

My one spell. Don't tell Winchflat.

Winchflat knows!

So Winchflat raises the dead!

Well, woopdeedo!

It gets old FAST.

Then it dies, then it comes back,

then it dies again.

Anyway, YOU!

You get to go out,

eat whatever you want, roll in whatever you want,

do weewees on whatever you want!

I am NOT a dog.

Well, nobody's perfect!

But I'm just trying to say

you have something none of us do... a life.

In the human world.

Woo!

Beautiful, huh?

Pfft, not much of a view if you ask me.

Hey, that's my home you're talking about.

Yeah, well, you should see the lights where I come from.

The Kingdom of Nahwaer

is the most beautiful city you've ever seen.

That's your real home, Betty.

Wow!

So, I heard your birthday is coming up.

That's exciting!

Oh yeah, whatever.

Are you having a party?

Because you know, I LOVE a party.

Well, um...

You see, my mom is handling the invites.

And she sorta doesn't know that you... exist

'cause magic, etc.

Betty, it's not like I'm gonna walk up to your parents

and say, "Hi, I'm Misha. I teach your daughter magic."

Yeah, but they'll think it's suss that you're Magi.

So? I think it's suss that they're rebels

living in exile, lying about it

and forcing their daughter to be someone she's not.

Sorry, Betty, but I've got to be honest.

You're right.

I know you're right, but... What can I do?

You're my BEST friend, Betty.

-Really? -Yes, obviously!

So, invite me to your birthday party. Please!

I can't.

UGH!

Wait, Misha. Please, I'm sorry!

Mmm.

A storm of death, a violent crunch,

the end is nigh!

Please try the punch.

Hello.

Welcome back, dear.

Huh?

Huh?

Huh...

Everything seems to be in perfect working order.

Is this a mistake?

Hmm, maybe. You don't know what they put in these things.

I mean the party.

-Oh, there she is. -Betty, do you want a hotdog?

No thanks, Dad.

She's been so secretive lately.

Yeah, and she's off her food.

No. I know Betty. Something's wrong.

That's everyone on the guest list.

Can we start eating now?

Food. I specifically mean food.

O...M...G!

Betty, your house is so wild.

Why didn't you say you were having a themed party?!

Hey, Abi, glad you came.

Not like you'll remember any of it.

-Nat and I got you this. -Oh, thanks.

Where's Nat?

He said he had to water his...

cat... flower?

Hi, Winchflat.

So, do you like, um... stuff?

Stuff?

No, I prefer corpse reanimation, personally.

Noooo! Same!

Happy birthday, Betty!

? Crunching bone-day to goo ?

? Snapping necks, oh boo-hoo ?

? Gorey mirth-birth, dear Betty ?

? Snorey filth-ray in stew ?

Make a wish, Betty.

Make a wish, Betty.

I wish... I wish...

I wish that you would all stop lying!

Uh-oh...

- Oh, boy. - What do you mean, Betty?

I know what REALLY happened to Grandpa Murkhart!

What you REALLY did to him, you and Dad.

Betty, let's talk inside.

No! I know who I am now.

Who taught you that?

I did.

This is Misha.

She taught me, Mom, when no one else would.

Gonna formally invite me in?

Betty!

Yes, of course. Come on in.

I'd LOVE to.

Hmm, nice place you have here.

Huh?

(LIGHTBULBS RATTLING

No! What have you done?

Like your birthday surprise?

Huh?

Oh B, honey.

That was all me.

You never had ANY magic and you never will.

You believed everything I told you.

Ate it all up. Yum-yum-yum.

So deliciously gullible.

Why is that, Betty?

Get back!

Betty, hide!

Ah-hah!

Not this time!

Betty!

If you want my daughter,

you'll have to go through me!

If you insist.

Nerlin!

Run, Betty!

Mom!

No!

Hello, dear.

Gran!

I'm sorry, but...

It's fine. Tea?

Um, no thanks.

Huh? Whoa.

If you're gonna be dead,

you may as well be comfortable, right?

Quite the party up there.

Oh, what's there to cry about? I saved ya, didn't I?

I invited Misha into our house

It's all my fault.

Yup, pretty much.

Oh, great pep talk, Gran.

Well, you made this mess so YOU clean it up.

W-What can I do against Misha and Murkhart?

Oh, I've got more magic in my left bum cheek

than Murkhart ever had in his whole floppy body.

But then, can't you go?

I would but I'm dead.

This is a job for the living.

Now, get out of my coffin!

Mom? Dad?

Where is everyone?

Oh, it's all my fault. Huh?

The 'Song of the Clef'!

I'm going to find you, Misha and you're going to wish

you never ever messed with me or my family.

Um, sorry?

Aw, did I just miss the greatest party ever?

Nat, you came!

Well, I wasn't going to.

Nat, I've been such a jerk.

I'm so sorry.

Nah, it's okay, we're cool.

-So, redecorating, are we? -Don't ask.

I need to go. I need to get to Nahwaer.

-What's Nahwaer? -The Kingdom of Nahwaer.

The Kingdom... of Nahwaer?

I just find it ama--

Did someone say Nahwaer?

- You really want to go Nahwaer? - Yes!

You like tongue?

What... in the name... of all heck... is that?!

I don't have time to explain.

Sorry, Nat, I've gotta go.

Wait!

I have no idea what's going on right now

but I'm coming with you.

Me too.

Abi, are you okay?

I'm fine.

Well, apart from the fact

that Misha's a giant spider tornado!

-I KNEW it! -You did not.

Well, I knew she was bad news.

-We're coming with you, Betty. -You can't. It's not safe!

Would you please just listen to the people

who actually care about--

Nat!

OMG, guys!

Alright, here we go.

? We're on a road to Nahwaer ?

Chugga-chugga-chugga...

Uh...

Uh...

Betty, they're going to eat my face off.

-Shh. -Stay back. I'm warning you!

Hello, Betty Flood.

We wish you no harm.

How do you know my friend's name?

Hmm...

Uncle Knute!

Oh, I'm so glad I found you.

I need your help.

Murkhart has my family.

We need to find them!

I'm afraid I can't help you.

Us Clefs are nothing against the might of Murkhart.

But... you have music.

Music is your power.

The music is forgotten.

Uncle Knute, that can't be true.

It's true. It's too late!

Maybe THIS will remind you.

Our song?

I thought all record of it was destroyed.

Dad kept it safe.

Now you can play the 'The Song of the Clef'

and overthrow Murkhart.

-Is it true? -Can it be?

We can learn this but it's going to take time.

Nat, Abi, show 'em how it's done.

I've got to find my family.

Follow me.

This will take you to the upper levels.

Thank you.

Good luck, Betty Flood.

Yuck!

Worst... birthday... ever.

-Mom! -Oh, Betty.

-You need to go! -Just as soon as I get you out.

Use your magic.

What? Mom, I don't--

Listen to me carefully.

Your magic isn't like other Magi

because it combines the power of the Clef's music.

Do you understand?

Music?

And magic?

Remember the prophecy.

You have to bring the two together in harmony.

Wait, I don't--

What's this? A little family reunion?

How touching.

Betty, get out of here!

Betty!

How about a hug for your old grandpa?

Hi-five, then?

Fist-bump?

No?

I had resigned myself

to my dynasty coming to an end with my tragic death.

But now that I've found you, Betty,

we can begin planning for the future.

With you by my side,

no one can stop us.

Sorry to disappoint, Gramps, but I won't be much help.

I have no magic.

I want to be with my family.

As do I, my dear.

That's ALL I ever wanted.

? When I'm lost and saddening ?

? Melody comes and brings on a gladdening ?

Alright, thanks everyone. Thank you.

Maybe they HAVE forgotten how to be musicians.

It's not us. It's you.

Can we try without the... accompaniment?

How are we going to turn them into a musical army NOW?!

Like this.

? It's time for the music ?

? Time for the music ?

Whoa!

? Let go your troubles ?

? Let go your pain ?

Hungry, granddaughter?

Oh, now don't be like that.

Here's a little something I prepared earlier.

Mom, Dad!

Have a seat.

- Hey, bestie. - Now, now!

We're all trying to have a lovely dinner.

No bickering at the table.

Can't we avoid all this nonsense

and just execute them all, Sire?

Execution?

Eh, well...

But it's just so final, isn't it?

Ah, but I do appreciate your zeal, Volos.

Of course, my Lord.

Look, it's just SO wonderful

to be together again.

A toast!

They're chained to their chairs!

Ah, yes.

Well, it doesn't have to be this way.

But that all depends on YOU.

Doesn't it?

I would love nothing more

than for us to all be one, big, happy,

MAGICAL family.

All that's required is for you to join me

on the throne.

You'd set them free if I did?

Yes, as long as they behave themselves.

All your grandfather ever wanted

was to make a safe, happy home for your family.

And for ALL magical beings.

One without the foul corruption

of MUSIC.

If I'd had that, I would have been the happiest Magi

that ever lived.

But instead, my heart was crushed and I--

I'll do it. - Wait, what?

I'll join you, sure. Whatever. Sounds fun.

How very wise, Betty.

You clearly take after me.

Ah!

What about Dad?

Oh, him? Well, never mind about him.

What happens to Dad?

Well, does it matter?

He's not really family, is he?

He's just a...

Clef! A common minstrel.

What will you do with him?

He'll be exiled from Nahwaer

to the dread kingdom

of Fahwaer!

What?

It's unpleasant, to say the least.

It is a far-off rotscape,

filled with every horror imaginable.

Gross things.

Slithery and slippery things.

Tentacles, talons, tails.

Creeping, crawling things

that torment every waking moment

and make sleep impossible.

No! I'll join you.

I'll give up magic but I'll never give up my family.

Any of them--

ENOUGH!

I was hoping

we could have ONE civil family dinner.

But that just seems impossible.

Please don't do this!

Too late, B.

It's done!

Move it, Clef scum.

I said move it!

What an uncouth little pox bottle.

Why, thank you!

My loyal subjects,

allow me to introduce my granddaughter

and heir, the one and only

Princess Betty!

Whoa!

And let me also introduce her traitorous family,

the Floods!

Nerlin Flood, you are charged

with being an annoyance to me

and a blight on the life of my family.

Uh... And a Clef to boot!

I hereby sentence you

to be banished for all eternity in...

FAHWAER!

Open the portal!

I hear Fahwaer's really, really disgusting.

Smells like it.

I am so sad it has come to this.

My daughter, a princess,

had a life bursting with magic. She could've had...

ANYTHING!

But she chose the one thing

that could bring our whole world down!

MUSIC!

Would you like... like to say a few words?

I'd like to say one last thing to my family.

Of course, my dear.

Prepare yourselves, Floods!

Because magic is not the only power in this world.

What?!

How DARE you!

You didn't always hate music, Father.

What are you talking about?

? These splinters of light ?

? Making rainbows and daydreams... ?

Our song!

-? We're alone with no cares ? -It's been so long.

? In the world ?

? These splinters of light ?

? In between me and you ?

? Whispering that your dreams ?

? Can all come true ?

You betrayed your people.

You abandoned me.

I chose love.

We should never have run, I can see that now.

We should've stayed and helped you understand

that music and magic CAN live in harmony.

Oh come on, seriously?

That makes me sick to my stomach.

I am ending this NOW!

If you want something done properly, do it yourself.

Betty, get out of there!

Get back, Betty!

Enough!

Oh, you're cute.

Use your magic!

But... I don't have any.

You do! You're the child of Clef AND Magi.

Are you scared yet? Are you nervous?

Are you scared? Come on, really.

You have no magic

and you never will.

I can't do it.

Remember the prophecy, Betty.

Your power comes from music and magic together.

Look at you! How small do you feel now, huh?

? When I'm lost and saddening ?

? Melody comes and brings on a gladdening ?

? It's time for the music ?

? Time for the music ?

? Let go your troubles ?

? Let go your pain ?

? You can't stop the music ?

? Can't stop the music ?

? Hearts filling up ?

? And hopeful again ?

Yes, go, Betty!

The legend...

..is true.

Yes, Sire!

We've gotta destroy her before it's too late.

The magic must prevail.

The child must die.

NO!

No?

I've changed my mind.

What?! You promised we would rule

FOREVER!

Well, things change. Family comes first.

No...

Well, you know what?

This is exactly the kind of backstabbery

that makes me really, REALLY... angry.

Hear me, Magi!

Your king has betrayed you.

He has sold out your kingdom

to music and the Clef!

Stand with me and make Nahwaer magic again!

Alrighty then, Floods, time to get busy.

Not so fast, Nerlin.

It's okay, Father. We'll handle these philistines.

Oh, Staniel, ready to have some fun?

I was BORN ready!

Ah-hah!! Observe brother,

as I wipe these knuckle-draggers off the face of--

What on earth?!

Huh?

Watch this...

A rubber chicken?!

Ah! Did you know it could--

No idea.

Traitors!

Can you do it again?

No, one time thing.

Get them!

Any idea how this one turns out?

Leg of frog and demon eyes,

prepare yourselves for a SURPRISE!

Oh goodie, I DO love surprises.

I won't let you hurt them, Volos.

Have you been going to the gymnasium?

Come on, let's go!

Help!

-Oh no, you don't. -Thanks, Dad.

Oh, that is so touching. My heart bleeds.

Three generations of doomed Magi.

Tell me B, did you really think you could show up

with your little song and dance

and win?

Uh...

? It's time for the music ?

? Time for the music ?

? Let go your troubles ?

? Let go your pain ?

? You can't stop the music... ?

Oh NO! Stop that music!

Please, tell them to stop!

? It's time for the music ?

? Time for the music ?

? Let go your troubles ?

-? Let go your pain ? -Betty, please!

- ? You can't top the music... ? - You're my best friend!

Oh, I need a doctor!

? Hearts filling up ?

? And hopeful again ?

? Hearts filling up ?

? And hopeful again ?

You are simply... magic!

Yeah, I couldn't have said it better myself.

Look.

Magi and Clef together in harmony!

It's just as the legend foretold.

I think there's someone who'd like to say hello to you, Dad.

-Oh, my brother! -Hello, Nerlin.

Oh, Knute.

How I've missed you all these years.

And I you.

Bit soon for that, Father.

Yes, of course.

-Hey, Dad? -Yes, Betty?

Can we go home now?

We sure can.

Welcome, you magical maniacs.

As you know, Betty's 13th birthday party was cut short.

THIS is a do-over.

So, put your hands together for a talented young lady

made of music and magic.

The one, the only...

BETTY FLOOD!

Best... birthday... ever!

You deserve it.

I did nearly get Dad executed.

And destroyed the house.

Nothing a little magic won't fix.

I'm proud of you, Betty.

Huh?

Betty, I hate to interrupt a beautiful family moment but...

GET YOUR BUTT UP HERE!

Alright, Betty!

- Everyone, make some noise

for Betty Flood and the Musical Magi!

Nice! Bass suits you.

Two, three, four.

? And in your perfect little world ?

? I'm your perfect little girl ?

? But that's not me ?

? Well life is changed and so am I ?

? Cross my heart and hope to fly ?

? Away from here ?

? With the magic of the song ?

? I just know that I will never get it wrong ?

? But I ?

? I just got to be me ?

? Tell me that you know ?

? I just got to be me ?

? Ahh ahh ?

? I just got to be me ?

Hey, Gramps.

Betty! Go enjoy your party.

Just bringing you a plate before Staniel eats everything,

including the plate.

Thanks, sweety. Oh, watch your step.

Worms sure do make a lot of mess.

Yeah, who knew?

How's your mom?

Still mad at me?

She'll come around.

Right, shall we pick up where we left off?

So, making a thing grow

is one kind of magic.

Changing its color

is a different kind altogether.

? And you said you knew my type ?

? But I'm not the one you like ?

? But that's okay with me ?

? 'Cause life is changed and so am I ?

? Cross my heart and hope to fly ?

? Away from here ?

? With the magic of the song ?

? I just know that I will never get it wrong, ?

? 'Cause I ?

? I just got to be me ?

? Tell me that you know ?

? I just got to be me ?

? Ahh ahh ?

? I just got to be me ?

? Tell me that you know ?

? I just got to be me ?

? So what if you don't get it ?

? And in your perfect little world ?

? I'm your perfect little girl ?

? But that's not me ?

? Well life is changed and so am I ?

? Cross my heart and hope to fly ?

? Away from here ?

? And I know you wanna see me the same way ?

? And I know you weren't expecting me to change ?

? 'Cause I ?

? I just got to be me ?

? So what if you don't get it ?