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Ahh. I think it's safe to say we took care of that spa car.

Sorry we had to bail on that salt scrub,

but if we want to get anywhere, we got to keep moving.

Sad-One: I'll never get my youthful glow back.

Atticus, you holding up?

I think your people may have a different definition

of relaxation.

They didn't even give us kerchiefs when we were finished.

[ Sighs ] We're not gonna stress ourselves out.

We're gonna stay positive,

and we are gonna take this one car at a time.

Glad-One: When you scrub up, you lift your heart up

You gotta be clean, clean, clean

But when the...clean is...clean..

[ Click ]

First things first, let's check for danger.

No spikes, mummies... emotional manipulation.

Whoa!

Whoa-ho-ho! Neat!

[ Chuckles ] Gravity car?

My goodness.

I've always suspected stairs can't be trusted.

[ Beeping ]

One-One, you okay?

Oh! Uh...it's broken!

Sad-One: I broke it.

W-What do you -- [ Horn trumpets ]

I think the inhabitants found us.

But did they send ambassadors or warriors?

Royalty!

Gravity...turtle car?

Announcing his supreme excellency!

Please, extend your necks in adoration!

Hmm.

I am Aloysius III,

Emperor and Unifier of the Hard- and Soft-Shelled.

Tacos? Turtles.

Tsk! Come now, Tulip. Ugh!

So, who will be announcing whom?

Oh, uh, I'm Tulip.

I feel like I've done this before.

Anyway, we're just looking for the exit.

Let's not be hasty.

I don't often get to see other royalty.

I am Atticus,

King and Uniter of the Cardigans and the Pembrokes.

You'll pardon my lack of fanfare,

but I am on a crusade for justice

that requires a bit of discretion.

Naturally. We can show you to the other door,

but, pray tell, who is your little friend

dismantling our turtle-totter?

One-One, what are you doing?

Glad-One: It was going "tch tch,"

but it should be going "woop woop."

Shouldn't take too long.

Oh, I'm sure they have someone who can fix it,

some kind of licensed technician...

turtle -- turt-nition? Tur...

Anyway, come on. We got to go.

Sad-One: [ Groans ]

We Corginians pride ourselves on our masonry.

I like to think that our stones are sturdy and handsome,

like the corgis that crafted them.

Gravity...turtle... college car?

Structures can be impressive,

but a culture is measured by its cuisine.

Our all-natural jam pond is both delicious

and great for traveling quickly.

Intriguing.

[ Groaning ]

One-One, stop being a fussy baby.

Glad-One: Look at that house! There is no wall at all!

So?

These houses are supposed to have walls!

Anyone could just walk in!

Sad-One: Oh, my gosh. I can see their saucepans!

We've ridden a French-toast ferryboat

across a maple-syrup river.

This is relatively normal.

Glad-One: But those weren't broken.

Why do you --

I believe this is the door you're looking for?

Cool. Well, uh, Your Highness,

thank you so much for taking us here.

We wish you the best and --

Hey! One-One!

Come back! We got to go!

Actually, Aloysius and I were in the middle

of some fascinating discussions.

How do you keep your crown balanced on your head?

Bobby pins, mostly. Hmm!

Knowing we have a potential ally here,

perhaps we could take our time?

We already spent a lot of time in that spa car.

We need to get -- Hmm?

Hey, no. Don't do that.

Why? I just want to know what you're thinking.

No! Stop it!

Hmm? Hmm?

Ugh! Fine!

We know where the door is,

so I guess it wouldn't hurt to stay for a little while.

Fantastic! [ Clears throat ]

Now, my friend, the charter of walkies dictates

that no citizen -- Meet back here in one hour!

Hey, buddy.

I'm kind of worried about you.

Glad-One: This brick isn't supposed to be here at all.

How do you know it's not supposed to be here?

Sad-One: It just isn't.

Hmm...well, I suppose someone

could trip over these loose bricks.

Glad-One: Exactly! And someone could trip over that loose house!

If we each take a side, we can do this in no time!

Maybe we shouldn't all split up. [ Imitates rimshot ]

I was thinking about buying shoes.

Hmm.

We all want the tennis ball thrown,

but we never want to drop it. Drop it!

I do enjoy the occasional leaf of romaine lettuce myself --

just don't tell the missus. [ Chuckles ]

This hole in the ground provides an interesting look.

Our mail delivery service is built around them.

[ Wind gusts ]

It's fast, and everybody gets something.

No disappointed faces for empty mailboxes in this kingdom.

Okay. Okay. Stop pushing. I'm going. I'm going.

So, what about your missing walls?

You mean the open quarter?

Do your houses have walls on all sides?

How do your people get fresh air, or dry their clothes?

Hmm. You put a lot of thought into your designs.

This is just how it is.

[ Humming ] Huh?

Hmm.

[ Breathing heavily ]

[ Grumbles ] Bleh!

[ Sighs ] Phew!

Ha. Take that, Miss Carlson!

Now who needs improvement in cleaning up after herself

and cursive and brevity?

Huh?

[ Whirring ] Huh?

Aah!

Do not remove the orbs. Got it.

I'll write that down with less jammy hands.

Hmm.

[ Grumbles ]

We should probably get going anyway.

Atticus?! One-One?!

I guess neither of them know how long an hour is.

[ All conversing indistinctly ]

What's going on?

Someone has moved the jam. It's dried up!

Well, yeah, I was trying to help you clean it up.

Whoa! [ Screech ]

How are we supposed to slide to the other side?

Everything is going to be slowed down if we have to walk!

Oh, you...use this? I-I didn't even think --

Hey, Chief, I'm gonna be late.

No. No. No. jam pond has been dried up.

No, I don't know why it happened.

I know how it happened, but I don't know why it happened.

I'm really sorry.

[ Grunting ]

[ Humming ]

[ Grunting ]

Oh, no. Where's One-One?

[ Gasps ]

Atticus?!

Atticus, what's going on? Have you seen One-One?

Seen him? We're trying to stop him,

but we can't reach!

If he moves all those stairs, the gravity will go with them,

and our kingdom will be torn apart!

One-One.

Uhh...

[ Grunts ]

Aah!

Whoa!

Whoa!

One-One, you have to stop!

What are you doing?!

Glad-One: I'm helping, Miss Tulip. I'm putting it...

Sad-One: ...where it's supposed to be.

Glad-One: If they knew it was broken...

Sad-One: ...they would have fixed it.

Together: They don't need to worry anymore.

I'm here to get things back in order.

One-One, you're really scaring me.

Yeah. Yeah. Now I'm floating away!

Why are you doing this?!

I have to help put things in order.

It wouldn't be like this if I had just been better.

Look around you.

[ Grunts ]

This isn't helping.

How can I not try and fix it? It's my fault.

Is that what you think? That it's your fault?

I know it. No, One-One.

It's not your fault the car is this way.

There isn't a fault, it just is.

But all this, you trying to make it your responsibility...

this is causing real harm.

Don't you see?

I know what it's like

to think that if you had just been better,

things would've been different, that you're responsible

for fixing things that are beyond your control.

Just know that I speak from experience when I say

this is not your fault.

And I still want to help you, One-One, if you'll let me.

[ Whirring ]

Whoa!

[ Chuckles ] Hey!

Your Highness, we both feel terrible, don't we?

Sad-One: Sorry.

He's kind of going through a lot right now.

Well, the whole sky's gone. Yeah, it's missing.

But there's a different sky behind it.

Oh, the whole portfolio's going to be delayed.

[ Chuckles nervously ]

Well, this is quite the mess.

If I may, the Corginian Response Team

specializes in disaster relief.

Well, they mostly work with doorbell aftermath,

but I still think they could be of help.

I may take you up on that offer, my friend.

[ Beeps ]

[ Beep ] Glad-One: Hello! I'm One...

Sad-One: ...One.

I know. I'm Tulip.

Do we ever truly know who we are?

Glad-One: [ Chuckles ] But with my best friends by my side,

we push onward -- to our homes and mothers!