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In every hero's journey there's a test of skill,

a test of endurance, and a test of, ugh...patience.

Yup, life on a ship is a never-ending series of chores.

Especially when your ship is the Mighty Windbreaker.

Ahh! It's literally falling apart.

Awwh.

Aghhh!

- Listen up, everyone. - We're on a new quest!

To retrieve the infamous Tide Turner hourglass.

The Tide Turner?

The one that'll permanently grant a wish

if not reversed by the next low tide?!

That's the one.

I really need a new hourglass.

My old one broke and I have no idea what time it is.

Okay, night-night.

Dad, it's morning.

See! I had no idea!

Just think, with Tide Turner magic we could wish for

a self-swabbing deck, or Flap Shack pancakes.

Oooh.

Or a new bathroom!

Uhh, What's wrong with our bathroom?

Oh Lana, the legend of the Tide Turner is nonsense.

Probably.

Plus, you don't know how good you have it on the Windbreaker.

Look, it's your turn to spin the chore wheel again!

Please not 'cleaning the toilet',

please not 'cleaning the toilet'...

You got your wish! You're not cleaning the toilet!

You're rubbing the barnacles off Hugo's back!

Could you rub really hard on the right?

Those babies are extra stubborn.

Why does everything we do have to be so hard and grueling?

It's the Windbreaker way.

There it is!

The Tide Turner.

If its magic actually works, we could wish for roller-skis

to ride back down the mountain in style!

- Pfft. Ha, roller-skis?! - Heh-ha-heh-heh-ha-heh.

What are you, twelve? - Yes.

Well, riding on hired goons is the ONLY way to travel.

Grape me.

What are YOU doing here, Hoffenstance?

Getting the Tide Turner obvi.

What? But you don't need the Tide Turner! You have

your own ship, and goons, and whatever that thing is.

Your Daddy gets you everything you want!

Papa does.

That's why I need to get the things you want, too!

Ugh! I wish my life were as easy as yours!

Well, it's not, which is why the Tide Turner is all mine!

No way! It's mine!

Oof!

What happened...?

Hold up. This isn't the Mighty Windbreaker...

It's the Golden Goose!

Horatius must have captured me.

When I see that spoiled, little-

AHHHH! I--I'm-- HORATIUS?!

I wished for a life like his...

and got his actual life instead!?

No no no! I've gotta find his half of the Tide Turner...

Time for lunch, Sir.

Oh, thank you, but I don't have time for--

--the most delicious looking pancakes I've ever seen.

Oh, well, it would be rude not to stay for lunch, right?

Where am I...?

Why is everything so shabby and not made of gold?

LANAAA!

I have to get out of here.

Huzzah! Sweet freedom! How do I operate this thing?

Does it come with inflatable goons?

Shhh! Frog, shark...thing.

Lana? What are you doing in there?

I...uh...

Oh, what's the use in pretending?

I am not Lana, I am Heroic Horatius Hoffenstance

and I demand to be returned to my ship at once!

Good one, Lana! Oh...

You've come up with a lot of wild excuses for getting out

of your chores, but that's definitely your most original.

Now go swab the deck!

M-me? Swab?

How does this thing even work?

You feeling okay, Lana?

Moi? I am my normal annoying self, Orc Boy.

Now make like a goon and swab the deck for me posthaste!

C'mon mateys! Let's sing our Swabbin' Song!

♪♪ I grab my mop, I take a stance ♪

♪ swabbing the deck, I start to dance! ♪

♪ Slide to the left, twirl to the right ♪

♪ scrub the deck so it shines bright ♪

♪ With a lunge, and a turn, and shuffle too... ♪♪

I don't get it. They're doing chores,

but they're happy? Is this...

...free free free-iend-ship?

Now THIS is the life.

Your drink, Sir.

I should probably be getting back to my ship, but...

Quicksand Island! We're beached! And sinking!

Don't worry, everyone! We can get out of here

if we work together!

- The Captain never works. - This Captain does!

Oh, guess you don't need us then.

Hey! Where are you going? I thought we were pals!

Hahahaha! Good one, Sir!

Huh. Maybe Ho-Ho's life isn't so great.

Yes! A Distress Fish!

Awww. It's gonna be okay, kitty!

Someone will come and rescue us.

Wow. You really don't care about anything, do you?

It's nice to see you enjoying your chores, Lana! Good job!

Did you just say "good job"?

My Papa never tells me "good job"!

What? I tell you all the time, daughter.

You do??? Um, would it be okay if we hung out

and did some father...daughter...stuff?

Of course! We love doing stuff together!

WE DO???

OOF!

Uh oh! Ship has run aground on Quicksand Island!

Then there's no time to waste!

Come on, Lana! Let's do some hero-ing!

You got it, Papa!

And maybe a game of catch, too?

Catch? Oh, it's a boomerang joke, I get it.

We don't have much time!

Gah!! NOOOOOO!

I'm gonna be stuck as Ho-Ho for the rest of my

probably very short life!

Ohhhhh.

Dad, quick! Help!

Uh...Why is Horatius calling me 'dad'?

Dad, it's me, Lana!

The Tide Turner switched our bodies!

What!? Is that true, Lana?

Um...uh...

Nope! Horatius is lying as usual.

I'm the real Lana. - What!?

Now let's get back to our game, Papa! Go long!

You can't be serious! He's the one who's lying!

There's only one way to figure out who's telling the truth.

And I was hoping someone else would know what it is.

Before we also sink into the quicksand.

Hmmm. The only way out of the quicksand is to anchor the

Golden Goose to the strongest point of

the Mighty Windbreaker: the main mast.

And to do that we'll need an expert boomerang thrower!

Me? Why do we need to save the Golden Goose?

Horatius can just get a new ship.

Because it's the Windbreaker way.

Um, Right. Okay. Sure.

How hard could it be to throw a stick?

Let me show you how the real Lana does it.

I'm sorry I ever doubted you, Lana!

No, I'm sorry I ever wished for a different life.

I might have to clean toilets and scrape Hugo's back,

but I have the best family anyone could ever wish for!

Wait wait wait wait wait! You clean the toilets and

scrape Hugo's back!?

EW!! Your life is AWFUL!

I want my body back!

And my perfect life and my perfect--

Oh, Purrfidious! Did you miss me?

Awww! I love you too!

3, 2, 1...

HEAVE!

Phew.

I'm so glad to be back!

On my ship!

Which I'll never, ever have to clean myself.

Now if you'll excuse me, I must call Papa

and get him to hire me a new crew of faceless goons.

♪♪ With a lunge, and a turn, and shuffle too ♪

♪ It's a swabbing party with the whole darn crew! ♪

♪ With a lunge, and a turn, and shuffle too ♪

♪ It's a swabbing party with the whole darn crew! ♪♪