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Okay, She-Ra, I know you're in there.

Oh, you almost had it.

Will you stop distracting me?!

Sorry, but there was definitely some glow-y action going on there.

Come on, Adora. You can't let distractions keep you from transforming.

What's going on?

Ooh! Are we messing with Adora?

Catra, do you have to sit right there?

- What? I'm not doing anything. - Adora, concentrate!

Yeah, Adora, concentrate.

You can do it.

This way!

Oh, hi, Adora.

Don't mind us.

- Entrapta, do you have to do that in here? - Yes.

This is where the signal is strongest. We're less than a day out from Etheria.

We'll be in range to send a message to the Rebellion soon.

I can't believe...

I'm a day away from meeting my dad.

It's been so long. I barely remember him.

Ready to be home?

Not really.

Okay, fine. Maybe.

What do you think's going on right now on Etheria?

Our friends have still not returned from their perilous space mission.

So, it's up to us to save Etheria.

Onward, to a secret, underwater party adventure.

♪ We're on the edge of greatness ♪

♪ Turning darkness to light ♪

♪ We're right beside you, ready to fight ♪

♪ We're gonna win in the end ♪

♪ We must be strong And we must be brave ♪

♪ We must be brave ♪

♪ We gotta find every bit of strength That we have ♪

♪ And never let it go ♪

♪ We must be strong ♪

Okay, so, it's not that I didn't understand the plan,

but I didn't understand the plan. Why are we dressed like this?

Because it's a secret undercover mission to find Prince Peekablue.

The reclusive Peekablue is a hermit.

But he was spotted at the top-secret Enchanted Grotto's underwater soiree.

A gathering place for all well-heeled criminals of Etheria.

Hmph! So, he'll show up to a criminal enterprise, but won't so much as RSVP

to my drum circle so I know how many drums to have?

All right, yeah, I got it.

And, uh, why do we need him?

Because Peekablue has the power of Farsight.

He can magically see to the edges of the universe.

If we recruit him, he can tell us where Adora and the others are.

We have to warn them that Prime is chipping people on Etheria

and get them back ASAP.

No one at the soiree can know we're there.

So, I've assigned everyone undercover aliases.

Scorpia, you're Lynda D'Ream,

a farmer and mother to five little scorpions.

"Lynda D'Ream"?

I don't know if you've noticed, but I'm not exactly great at lying

or pretending or blending in. I mean, I'm just the muscle.

- Not a spy. - Nonsense, Lynda.

You were born for this role.

Perfuma, you're Tara, a blacksmith.

Ooh! I love it.

What if Tara has an unmatched skill at cards and wears an eye patch

and has a dark, checkered past and an evil twin?

Ooh! I can play the evil twin.

Keep it simple, Tara.

Okay, the sooner we find the prince, the sooner we figure out

where our friends are.

There you are.

Hey, you.

Any chance I could steal you away for a moment?

Not now, darling.

After what happened at Elberon,

we need to focus on the next move for the Rebellion.

Please? It'd only take a second.

I don't have the time.

Oh, yeah, sure. I understand.

Is it me, or is she... mad at me?

I don't know. It honestly doesn't seem like

she's feeling much of anything.

It's our anniversary!

And I completely forgot.

Oh, I gotta fix this, Swifty.

The dolphins roll in the tide at dawn.

Secret, underwater party adventure!

Why are we in a broom closet?

Yeah, where's the soiree?

Oh, this isn't the soiree.

This is the soiree.

This place is swimming with bounty hunters, pirates and sirens

who would sell us out in a beat of their cold-blooded hearts.

We need to blend in, and find the prince quickly and quietly.

Do not ruin this for me.

You don't have to tell me twice.

These are my people.

I just have to work the room and...

Ugh! What is it?

Oh, no, nothing, nothing, nothing.

I just didn't know, uh, he'd be here.

I thought these were your "people."

They are my people. Which means that most of them

have sworn revenge against me at some point.

Quick! Let's, uh, go mingle.

Over there.

Okay, it's game time. Tara's gonna go chat up those fellas.

You go mingle with those ruffians there.

Good luck, Lynda D'Ream.

Oh, gosh.

What a lovely shindig, huh?

My word, that sword is very pointy.

I really hope this doesn't get in the way of rekindling...

I... Wrong word. Uh, relighting our friendship.

Nope, that's... That's bad, too. Look, I'm sorry I set your boat on fire.

Do you forgive me?

Excellent, I'll take that as a "yes."

Sea Hawk, focus.

This cannot be like the time you ruined the Cephalopods Literary Society.

Aw, don't worry.

Now that he can't blow my cover, it's smooth sailing from here.

Yeah. Totally.

So, underwater, huh?

Things? Yeah, yeah, yeah...

Peekablue? Anybody? No? Nobody?

Okay. Well, uh...

never mind. Well, good night.

And that's when I told him, I don't even know how to swim.

Please tell me that's the last of your disgruntled former cohorts.

Uh, perhaps we should just stay back here?

How did it go? Did you find out anything?

Yeah. I found out I'm really bad at this.

Don't say that.

That... That's just the old you talking,

consumed with all that self-doubt the Horde instilled in you.

I'm just... I'm not really the leading-lady type.

That's nonsense.

You're amazing. You have the biggest heart and you could do

whatever you put your mind to.

- Really? - Okay. What do you, Scorpia, like to do?

Well, I always liked singing.

But I'm bad. Everyone said so. Well, Catra said so, but it's fine.

Scorpia, you should do things not because you're good at them

but because they make you happy.

Follow me, okay?

Repeat after me:

I can do this.

I can do this.

Perfuma can do this.

- Perfuma can... - No, no, no. You can do this. Heh.

Say "I."

I... I can do this?

I can do this.

I can do this.

I can find Prince Peekablue!

Yes! That's the spirit. We'll find him, even if he's hidden

in the darkest, most secluded corner of Etheria.

Good evening, misfits of the sea,

outlaws of the land

and everyone in between.

I'm your host,

Prince Peekablue!

- Peekablue! - Prince!

Wow, I guess I don't know what a hermit is after all.

We've got a great evening of entertainment for you.

Singers, dancers, and if you're lucky,

a little bit of Farsight for you.

This is our chance. I'm gonna go get Mermista and Sea Hawk.

Don't take your eyes off Peekablue.

Next up, we got Swen on the piano.

Give it up for Swen.

How could I forget?

Spinny probably has a great surprise planned

and I'm going to have to plan something even better to beat her.

Okay, anyone else?

That's all of them.

Now, at last, we're ready for secret, undercover

and underwater party adventure!

- Mermista? What is it? - Huh?

Uh, nothing. Uh, nothing at all.

Then why are you hiding behind the bar?

Fine.

There might be someone here

that I absolutely cannot deal with right now.

What? Who?

Someone whose boat I maybe, sort of, kind of set on fire.

- What?! - Shh!

I just wanted to know what it felt like.

You are everything I've ever wanted.

Stop looking at me like that.

Psst! Hey, is that you, Peekablue?

Oh...

Hi... Uh...

I'm Sco... Lynda. D'Ream? Hello.

Oh, I can't watch.

Trying to get backstage... Performer... I'm a performer.

Yay!

Go, Lynda!

I can do this.

I can do this.

♪ Sneak Don't make a sound ♪

♪ Sneak Just look around ♪

♪ I've always been strong But now my nerves are gone ♪

♪ 'Cause I know I can do it Sing, dance, be a spy ♪

♪ Hiding before your very eyes ♪

♪ How could I sneak With this fine physique? ♪

♪ Discover the truth It doesn't take a sleuth ♪

♪ For now I'm a spy Spying in disguise ♪

♪ Hiding before your very eyes ♪

♪ Until you discover Stay undercover ♪

♪ Seeking a clue That will lead me to you ♪

♪ Yes, I'm a spy Spying in disguise ♪

♪ Hiding before your very eyes ♪

♪ Sneak Don't make a sound ♪

♪ Sneak Just look around ♪

♪ I'm a spy I'm a spy ♪

♪ I'm a spy ♪

Oh, yes!

Those pipes.

Bravo!

Oh. Thank you.

Thank you.

I did it.

Swen?

It's you.

Oh, wow, Prince Peekablue, I have been looking all over for you.

That was quite a number, honey.

But I really don't have time to chitchat.

Okay, yeah, but see, we need your powers to fight Horde Prime

- and see where our friends are. - Friends?

Do you mean Glimmer and Adora?

Wow, you're amazing.

Come on, do it again. Can you see them right now?

I can see... a bright, shiny woman among the stars

with her great big sword, fighting against Horde Prime!

- She-Ra, in space! - Wait, fighting with her sword?

But Adora broke the sword.

Farsight never lies, darling.

Now I must insist you leave.

I need to get into character for my next performance.

"Character"?

Hmm.

Strangest thing, but I think we've met before.

Oh, Perfuma's flower crown workshop.

Yes! Perfuma. She's a doll, isn't she? Never miss a shindig with her.

The real Peekablue has never met Perfuma.

Who are you?

Double Trouble?

Bravo. You caught me. Again.

What are you doing here? Where's the real Peekablue?

Wouldn't know. After things ended with my cash-kitten,

I needed another gig.

I had heard all about the elusive Peekablue.

A seer who no one has seen in years?

How could I resist?

So, this whole mission has been a big waste of time.

I might not have the prince's gifts, but I know where your friends are.

And I'll tell you.

For a price, of course.

Fine.

While I was wandering through occupied territories,

I posed as a clone, trying to get in good with Big Brother.

Turns out, it wasn't for me.

It makes for a very dull audience

when everyone's mind-controlled. Half the crowd out there is chipped.

- What? - That's not all.

Prime is angry.

She-Ra showed up and stole his little kitten away.

Your friends are on their way home, but Prime set up a blockade

around the planet, ready to strike down anyone daring to pass.

They'll never make it.

Hey, you.

I'm so sorry about today. I forgot all about it.

Don't worry.

All is forgiven.

You promise you're not mad?

I could never be mad at you, beloved.

"Beloved"? You've never called me that before.

Show me your neck!

What a shame we can't be together.

In Horde Prime's light.

What have you done?

Are we done here?

Mermista?

What are you doing?!

Step out of the darkness and into the light of Prime.

Mermista. Mermista, no!

We are in a delicate underwater bubble.

So, can you please stop hitting one another?

We need to get out of here.

There's no way out.

I know a way out.

Take me to the stage!

I mean it. Take me to the stage.

The theater has...

Um, a little help? I need to lift my hand to the heavens.

The theater has many secrets.

I'll hold them off. Get on that platform and get out of here.

That's your cue, hot stuff. Let's go!

Perfuma, go!

- Scorpia, come on! - There's too many of them.

And this place is coming down unless someone stops it.

You have to get out and protect the others.

Go. Now!

What? No!

You're coming, too!

Nah. This is why I'm here.

I'm the muscle, remember?

I can do this.

I'm sorry!

Run, quick!

Happy anniversary.

Ha! A signal.

We're in range. Patching us through to the Rebellion's communication line.

- Adora? - Perfuma.

What's going on?

I... I...

We're on our way back. Just hang on a little longer.

- We're almost there. - No! Don't come back.

Horde Prime knows you're coming. There's a trap, a blockade.

You'll never make it through. You need to stay away.

The Rebellion's been compromised.

Horde Prime has them.

We lost. I'm so sorry, we lost them.