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♪ One, two, three below! ♪

Becky, don't forget your lunch!

Hang on!

Just once, I'd like a Troll to visit Arcadia

for another reason than destroying the world.

Take it up with the tourism board!

According to the Venerable Bedehilde,

Porgon is a Trickster Troll causing chaos and trouble.

With a name like "Porgon," can you blame him?

-Nice one. -"Dabbling in magic,

Trickster Trolls herald discord and disorder..."

-Incoming! -"...to both human and Trollkind alike."

Huh?

Shiny.

Huh?

Shiny thing. Whoa!

Uh-oh!

Well, that Porgon guy sure knows how to make an exit.

Where'd he go?

He just... vanished.

Perhaps the trickster caused a disturbance in the continuum.

♪ Easy peasy, lemon squeezy ♪

♪ Everything is-- ♪

"Aja Tarron, Warrior Princess."

Are you talking to me?

Are you talking to me?

Are you talking to me?

Ahoy-hoy, sleepyhead.

The thing about pancakes is that they sometimes fall flat.

We need to claim a good table.

Somewhere with heavy foot traffic but away from the bathrooms.

Then we'll make friends with the judges.

Remember, flattery never hurts.

What in sweet Seklos are you rambling on about?

The Arcadia Oaks High Science Fair. It's today.

-Aw, don't tell me you forgot. -Okay, I won't tell you.

-Aja! -I've been distracted.

Today is my first day of warrior training with Varvatos.

Indeed!

Varvatos will teach you the beautiful art of combat.

How to reign terror and agony down on your enemies

before crushing them to slop like the Skeltegs they are.

What's the first lesson? Jumping down from a speeding spaceship?

Taking down an opponent with three hands behind my back?

Face-kicking? I really do love face-kicking.

Sitting... quietly.

Varvatos shall demonstrate.

You cannot be serious.

The greatest skill a warrior can hone is patience,

like an Opherus Viper hiding in wait for its prey

among the reeds of Siris-8.

I am losing my patience with this lesson already!

You seem to forget that I helped you fight off the Zerons.

Help was circumstantial, not needed.

-Fine! -Or asked.

My entry for the fair of science requires two people to properly execute.

Aja, I need to obtain the blue ribbon of scientific excellence.

Okay. Learned patience. Time for face-kicking.

Varvatos gathers you desire a more active lesson.

Yes, exactly.

Assist the King-in-waiting with his ribbon quest.

-What?! -Aiding your allies is most important

for an honorable warrior.

Thank Seklos!

This box is heavy.

Sitting and science fairs?

What kind of warrior training is this?

The kind where you do what Varvatos tells you to.

My volcano!

Oh, sorry. It looked very nice.

What do you mean you didn't make me a science project, too?

We're best buds now.

That means I don't have to do your homework anymore.

But don't you want to do it?

Kleb-tastic!

My project is nothing like these amateurs.

You brought the Daxial Array here?

-Are you out of your mind? -No, no, no. A component.

The greatest minds on Earth will be judging the fair.

Finally, I will meet my intellectual peers.

I will form a symposium of scientific genius.

Okay, Lenora, let's judge this... stuff.

-I've got Pilates at 4:00. -Oh, kleb!

Um, another volcano.

"C." Get it together.

Oh, you're trying to be fancy with apple cider vinegar?

Well, I don't like it, Pepperjack.

This is a symposium of imbeciles.

-Hey! Where are you going? -Home to train, even if it's by myself.

You sure you saw him come in here?

Trust me. This is where Porgon will be.

Huh, that's weird. I've never done that before.

-You've never bumped into someone before? -Not today.

And the winner is...

Steve Palchuk for his unique, uh,

- traffic cone volcano. - Huh?

Aw, come on!

How could I possibly be defeated?

He's an oaf and blond.

Kleb! Another bounty hunter?

I just fixed it!

What is that?!

Shiny!

- The Daxial Array! - Huh?

For the glory of Merlin, daylight is mine--

That's...

-That's new. -Let me go! I'm a warrior!

What is that thing? How did you do that?

Trust the girl, Jim! We've got this Troll.

Huh?

♪ Easy peasy, lemon squ-- ♪

Huh.

Ahoy-hoy, sleepyhead.

The thing about pancakes is that they sometimes fall...

- Flat. - I had the most peculiar dream.

I have a dream, too. It's called a "blue ribbon."

Come on. Much to do. We need to claim a good table.

-You're talking about the Science Fair? -Oh, good. You didn't forget.

Today is my first day of warrior training.

Indeed.

Varvatos will teach you the beautiful art of combat.

The greatest skill a warrior can hone is patience, like an Opherus--

Viper hiding in wait for its prey among the reeds of Siris-8?

How did you know Varvatos Vex's words before he spoke them?

My entry for the fair of science requires two people to properly execute.

Perhaps I should assist Krel today?

Aiding your allies is most important for an honorable warrior.

You impress me.

Thank Seklos!

This box is heavy,

and much more important than face-kicking and all that nonsense.

I have the strangest feeling, as if I've done this before.

Do you mean, like, déjà vu?

My volcano! Oh!

Sorry!

Again?

-That means... -I don't have to do your homework anymore.

But, Buttsnack Pepperjack...

Don't you want to do it?

Huh?

-I know what you're trying to say. -You do?

Oh, I thought I was going crazy!

My project is nothing like these amateurs.

The ribbon is mine!

Hey! Where are you going?

-We're supposed to make friends! -I need to find answers!

Okay, don't freak out.

My name is Jim Lake, and everyone's life here is in danger.

But I think you can help me.

Really? I'm training to be a warrior.

Saving is a big part of the job.

Again?

-You remember! -Remember what?

Jim, this isn't the time for introductions.

Sounds like Porgon figured out how to avoid sunlight.

We're officially at DEFCON-screwed.

-That's Akiridion tech. -It's what?

The Daxial Array!

♪ Easy peasy-- ♪

Ahoy-hoy.

-The thing about pancakes is-- -Shush!

You are not going to the Science Fair today.

Yes, I am. I have it all planned out.

-We'll claim a good table-- -Listen to me, little brother.

You do not want to go near the planetarium.

Of course I do.

I am going to get the blue ribbon of scientific excellence.

What do you care? Don't you have your warrior training today?

Indeed. Varvatos will teach you the beautiful art--

Yes! Yes, yes!

Let us all sit quietly and hone our patience.

If we will sit here, nothing bad will happen today.

I'm going, with or without you.

Preferably with.

-Aiding your allies is most important-- -Fine, fine.

I'm going to the Science Fair, but don't say I didn't warn all of you.

Thank Seklos.

-This box is-- -I know. The box is heavy.

Something is going on with her.

A-Aja!

-Please be more careful. -Sorry!

Volcano!

-Don't you want to do--? -He hates helping you, Steve.

-Don't you get it? -You do?

-We're supposed to-- -Make friends. I know!

Don't kill me.

What is happening? And why does it keep happening?

It's really weird, but I think it's because of a Trickster Troll.

What's a Troll?

The big stone guy with the anger issues. That's a Troll.

The last time this happened,

my memories must have been protected by my serrator shield.

And why do you remember?

I'm not sure, but I think my amulet protects me.

Your "omelet"?

I've been through today 30 times.

Thirty times?

And then you used your glowy blue bubble thing--

-Serrator. -And now we're the only two people

who remember the time loop.

You said I could save everyone.

- Yeah, because-- - Incoming, Jimbo!

What do I have to do?

Listen, we're going to time loop again. I need you to trust me.

Tell me what Akiridion tech is.

Uh, the technology is from a planet called Akiridion-5.

How do you know?

Because it is also where I am from.

♪ Easy peasy-- ♪

What the--? You're an alien?

I really do not like that word. I prefer "Akiridion."

Uh...

You have a magic "omelet" and fight Troll creatures.

This shouldn't be that strange.

It's not. It's amazing.

Thank you!

That Troll reset time again. I thought I'd save some by coming to you.

You have a very nice house.

Now, we must stop him from attacking the fair... again.

Not yet.

More waiting? You sound like Varvatos.

Porgon doesn't go down easy.

This isn't a two-person--

one-person-one-alien-- Whatever!

...job. We need backup.

Wait, wait.

I'm supposed to believe this peculiar, skinny-legged human

when he says the space-time continuum has been altered, trapping us

-in the same autochronic cycle-- -Time loop.

And, yes, something about your alien tech--

I do not like that word!

And I can't believe you told him about us.

- Focus, little brother. - Wait.

Hold up. You two are aliens?

Awesome sauce!

Carry on.

We need to stop this Troll and get out of this endless cycle of repetition.

Master Jim, I must insist

that we resume our search for Porgon--

-Aja! Who... What are these? -Uh...

Bounty hunters? I will protect you, my royals.

Glorious! Glorious! Glorious!

You are encased in some kind of stony armor.

Glorious.

Get away from Varvatos Vex's charges, or suffer the slow and brutal pain

of all your eyeballs being swiftly plucked!

Stop! He's good.

What multi-eyed monster is this?

Monstrosity lies only in the humans' hearts.

Do not judge a book by its cover.

This is Blinky, my mentor and trainer.

Lively. He was just attacked by my mentor and trainer.

Varvatos wants answers, or more punching with the big one!

-It's a long story. -One that keeps repeating, apparently.

Grab your gear, Pepperjack. Got a creeper on my six.

That's your 12.

Die, creeper!

Quick! Your blue bubble thing. It'll shield their memory.

♪ Easy pea-- ♪

Hmm.

You possess the four arms of a royal.

Very perceptive, sir!

You know, most Trolls see nobility and elegance in me.

Hmm!

This robot Lady's cooking is almost as good as yours, Jimbo.

Who's my little slugger?

Later, we'll toss around the old pigskin.

What do you say, champ?

-This is insane! Aliens are real. -Akiridions.

Sorry. Akiridions are real.

And your house is secretly a spaceship?

I have a million questions.

Ask away, Ms. Nuñez.

Like, how does your house know my name?

Boo-boo.

Wanna keep him.

Uh, but won't.

Your blue thingy worked. Everyone remembers.

But now we need to un-loop time.

According to your description,

the Troll appears to be carrying a Dekyon Charger.

It's a device that recycles energy but not time.

Porgon is a trickster. He could use Troll magic to--

Oh, my gosh! It's like Blinky said.

Porgon combined Troll magic and alien tech.

It's like mixing chocolate and peanut butter to make--

-A Nougat Nummy? -Not just any Nougat Nummy, Jimbo.

The Nougat Nummy of reset buttons.

Your teeth of steel are fascinating.

Do you use them to chomp your enemies?

When this Porgon attacks, he always goes after a component of the Daxial Array.

-Uh, what? -If this Troll combines his magic

with the subspace manifold, he could destroy time itself.

We must destroy this device before Porgon can use it again.

-Precisely. -Yes, but we have to be careful.

The second Porgon feels threatened, he'll send us back to this morning.

Wait, where did Aja go?

She left right before you said we should be careful.

Give me the chocolate peanut butter device.

Kleb!

♪ Easy pea-- ♪

Sorry. I got carried away.

Yeah, you did, you knucklehead.

"Knucklehead"?

That is a fun word, but it does not sound like a nice one.

You can't just rush off into battle like that.

I said I was sorry.

You said you're training to be a warrior, but it takes patience.

That is what Varvatos said!

I once rushed into a place called the Darklands by myself.

If my friends hadn't helped me, a lot of people would've gotten hurt.

You don't understand. My mama and papa did get hurt,

and now bounty hunters are after us.

This is why I am training to be a warrior.

This is why I cannot be patient.

I cannot lose anyone ever again.

I don't think that's something we can control.

The King-in-waiting is correct.

No amount of training can prevent tragedy.

And the Lake hunting boy is also correct.

You cannot vanquish our current foe yourself.

What is your plan?

You can't defeat Porgon

without separating him from the Dekyon Charger.

Oh, sorry!

If we attack right away, he'll panic and just restart the loop.

But, Buttsnack Pepperjack, don't you want to do it?

Hey!

We'll have to find a way to trick this Trickster Troll.

It's what I know.

When the transduction effect wears off, that should provide quite the distraction.

So will this.

For the glory of Merlin, daylight is mine to command.

Oh, I want one!

-I knew it! -Now!

-Finally, some excitement. -A-plus!

Oh.

- Glorious! - Huh?

Die time, Troll!

Okay, boy. Fetch!

Got it.

No. No!

Uh-oh!

A "Por-gone" conclusion.

Thank Seklos!

Actual freaking monsters!

Or do you prefer "creatures"? I wanna make sure I get my hashtag right.

Detective Scott to dispatch. Perimeter secure.

We are on site.

- Roger. What are you looking at? - I honestly can't say.

All right. All of you, I wanna see both hands in the air.

Or, um, however many you have.

Varvatos Vex should rip out this man's tongue

and flagellate him with the object of his own insolence.

Get Councilwoman Nuñez on the line.

Any ideas?

Other than Big Blue murdering our way out of this?

Um...

I might have a solution.

If I can initiate the self-destruct mechanism in the Dekyon Charger...

We're going to need the SWAT team...

...we can reset the day again. But this time,

the charger will be destroyed, and your Troll menace will not find it.

But then, today will never have happened.

Which means...

we never become friends.

Fear not.

Fate will no doubt reunite us all in due course.

The truest of friendships have the power to transcend

both time and space.

Tell them this is an emergency. Hey!

Oh, no, you don't!

Huh?

You've played your last trick, Porgon.

-And the winner is... Steve Palchuk... -Huh?

...for his traffic cone volcano.

All right, are we done here? Good.

In your face, Pepperjack!

-Yeah! Who's the king? -Oh, kleb!

I'm the king. I'm the king of science,

and I blinded you with science.

Hey, at least one person on this planet will always appreciate your genius.

-Um... -I'm talking about me, you knucklehead.

Oh, thanks.

I'm sorry you had to miss warrior training.

That's all right. For some reason, I think I can be patient.

Sorry, there.

- Are you okay? - Yeah.

-Everything is awesome sauce. -Hey, that's my line!

What a completely ridiculous human expression.

The Palchuk wins again.

Why?

♪ Easy peasy, lemon squeezy ♪

♪ Everything is fine ♪

♪ Easy breezy, one, two, three ♪

♪ It's all because you're mine ♪

♪ We can stand our ground ♪

♪ We can call their bluff ♪

♪ Easy peasy, all we need is love ♪