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Okay, there’s gotta be a juicy quest

in here somewhere.

What say you, fishies?

Ooh, a trip to Treasure Island.

But we have to sail through clownfish-infested waters

to get there? No, thanks.

A quest to the top of Big Rock Candy Mountain?

Nope. Anything big triggers my fear of Titans.

And I don’t want to be anywhere near a geyser.

So unpredictable.

Ooh, a quest in Weymouth?

That’s a no-go.

Lovejoy keeps bugging me to give young barbarians

a motivational talk on not breaking things.

And I’d rather wrestle a land shark

than give a public speech. Ugh.

Come on. We’ll never climb up the leaderboard

if everyone’s scared of something.

Grammy always told me the only thing to fear is fear itself.

Ha! More like the only thing to fear

is Grammy herself.

The Ten Realms are a scary place, Lana.

Yeah, maybe you’ve just been too sheltered to see it.

I, too, was scared once.

All us Clopses lived in constant fear

of being eaten by the monsters.

But I therapied myself to overcome that fear.

And now I can help you, too.

And I’ve just found the perfect quest to get us guild points

while Chopov cures you of your fears.

All we gotta do is spend the night on Fear Island.

This is Fear Island?

Pff. It doesn’t look scary at all.

Welcome to your worst fears,

which only appear from sundown to sunrise.

Now enjoy the rest of your stay,

while you can!

Huh. That statue sure is sending mixed messages.

But check out all the free gear just lying here.

Um, these were clearly dropped

by adventurers fleeing in terror.

Ooh, that must mean no one’s ever managed

to spend a night on Fear Island.

Until now! Up high.

I promise you’ll have nothing to fear

with my therapy techniques.

Guess I’ll just have to go by memory.

Great. Now let’s find a cozy spot

to set up camp for the night.

Good luck making it till dawn.

But I do hope they do

because it’s nice having company for a change.

So lonely.

Alrighty, time to free yourself of your fears.

Remember, guys, this is a safe space.

Then why isn’t it called Safe Space Island?

Now let’s hand roast some sweet and savory yams

as you share your fears,

allowing you to associate trauma with yummy goodness.

Bo, would you like to share your geyser fear with us?

I guess I’ve been afraid of them ever since I was a little orc.

Interesting.

I don’t like people or giving speeches in front of people.

I fear getting scooped up by giant hands.

Um, hello, my name is Andar

and I’m terrified of clownfish because...

Because... they always laugh at me.

Uh-oh. We’re fresh out of yams.

No need to fear. I’ll get us some more to keep us yammering.

Get it?

No, I don’t get it.

The yams make us yammer. Get it?

Nope.

Good. ’Cause it wasn’t that funny.

C-C-C-Clownfish!

These can’t be real.

See? Very real.

And they keep laughing at me.

This is perfect...

to use as a teaching moment.

Now breathe in and out.

In and out.

There’s nothing to worry about.

Wait. So the island manifests our fears,

but only if we think about them.

Hear that? It’s all in our minds.

We can beat this island. Easy.

And I have nothing left to fear.

I’m cured!

What’s happening?

Interesting.

It seems you’ve been hiding

a deeper fear of bare chin.

Ah, this island knows me better than I know myself.

And it’s coming for you next.

It’s okay, dad. You can be beardless like me.

It’s way less scratchy.

I’m not liking this.

We should never have come here, Lana.

Let’s all calm down a minute.

We’re in a soothing forest with nothing to fear.

There’s a gentle breeze.

That’s not a breeze.

It’s a rustle. Something’s rustling.

Time for your big speech, Greta.

You’ll never take me alive.

I’d better go counsel Greta.

And I’ll keep an eye on these guys.

All right, team, let’s check in.

How’s everyone feeling?

I’ve been better.

Wait, where’s Hugo?

Down here!

And watch your step, you monstrous Titan.

Okay, um, the most important thing to remember

is to just, uh, stay calm. Remember?

And if you do get scared,

we’ve got a fierce Blarg to protect us.

Ain’t that right, Sprog?

Sprog?

On second thought...

Medic!

Boreas, plug those geysers with your mind.

Hugo, purr like a relaxed Kittypillar.

Andar, here’s some positive reinforcement.

Your beardless chin is worthy of love, like you.

And for Sprog? Here we go again.

Oh.

Oh, my beard. Don’t you ever leave me again.

See? Nothing to fear.

Speech. Speech.

Speech!

-I totally forgot about Greta. -Ugh.

Uh, maybe we should spend the night on the boat.

It’s parked on the island,

so technically, it’s not cheating.

What say you, crew?

- Take us home! - I’m not scared. You’re scared.

Taking every stride ♪

’Cause we’re not afraid ♪

Ship ahoy. We’ll be safe on the...

Golden Goose?

Where’s the mighty Windbreaker? Wait, where’s my crew?

No, no, no, no, no. What’s happening?

Your dream come true.

Welcome to my crew.

- HoHo? - That’s Captain Horatius to you.

After all, I’m the one who graciously took you on

after you left your crew high and dry.

- What? - Let the initiation begin.

We are the goons ♪

We love our Cap’n Horatius ♪

Why am I singing the words?

This isn’t a dream, it’s a nightmare.

Wait, that’s it. I’m still on the island.

It’s just projecting my worst fear and...

Hold on.

I have a fear?

Is it me? I hope it’s me.

No, even worse.

Losing my crew when they need me the most.

Like now.

Gotta vamoose, HoHo.

Also, you’re not real.

I’m not what now?

So I was right.

Here’s to second chances and making amends.

Speech, speech, speech, speech, speech, speech...

Be strong, Greta.

Nobody can force you to do anything.

-Speech, speech... -Ha!

- Woo-hoo! - Yeah.

Bo, I get it now.

You’ll never know when a geyser’s gonna pop up.

But I’ve seen you.

You’re always 100 steps ahead of everything.

Yes!

And you, Hugo. You’re scared

of being pushed around and stepped on.

Makes total sense.

But we’ll never let that happen to you.

Don’t look at me. I’m a monster.

So maybe you’re beardless,

but you’re still the best captain I know.

And an okay dad, too.

Wow, Dr. Chops was right. Therapy works wonders.

Wait, where’s the Doc?

I’m sorry, Lana.

I never conquered my fear.

I just buried it deep down!

But not deep enough.

The Mangetout?

Hey, guys, distract the monster

- while I save Dr. Chopov. - Yes.

I know you’re scared.

Being a monster’s favorite snack would for sure do that.

But you no longer have to fend for yourself

’cause you’ve got us now,

your sea family.

We conquered our fears!

Woo-hoo! We did it!

And survived the quest!

Come on, guys. Let’s claim our prize.

Congratulations!

You’re the first crew to survive a whole night on Fear Island.

Now accept your Scroll of Valor.

Aw, snarfballs. I’m blinking in the picture.

Oh, well, guess we’re just gonna have to redo another night.

I’ve got a few words to say about that.

Never ever again!

-Now let’s vamoose. -Bravo.

- Best speech ever. - No encore.

Oh, come on, guys. Just one more night.

I mean, look at my face. Seriously.

Guys?

Guys?