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Boy, that stunk. That director's gonna have a short career.

My stupid alarm.

Ah! My stupid alarm!

I love you! I love you!

Cold, cold, cold!

I love cold water!

I love hot water even more!

Mom.

Ugh. Did I put salt in instead of sugar?

Well, good morning, kiddo. Yeah, you may not want to eat that.

Mm...

Tastes like home.

- Don't change a thing. - You're chipper this morning.

Yeah, well, better chipper than dead, huh?

That's true, I guess.

- Everything okay? - Are you kidding? Everything is great!

It's back to normal. It feels good to be back!

Back? Back from where? Ooh!

Definitely salt.

Ah...

- Have you talked to him about it? - No, it has to come from you.

- Why haven't you talked to him yet? - He just got out of the Darklands.

- He needs time to recover. - Whoo!

Check this ou...

Seems fine to me.

Come on, slowpokes, let's take the old shortcut!

Well, uh, since you've been gone, Claire found a faster way.

Pssh! Come on. Faster than the canals?

Whoo-hoo!

You're right. You have gotten good at that.

Good ol' Arcadia Oaks High!

- I wonder what we'll learn today. - He's clearly not fine.

Who in their right mind looks forward to school?

I mean, have you seen how tight Hank's jeans are?

What the...?

Jim! You're back! Oh! You're alive!

"Back"? They know?

They know you're the first person to be officially cured

from the incurable Jim Lake Disease.

Oh...

- Jim, you're a walking medical mystery. - What?

Uh...

Yep, could still be contagious. Move along, Eli.

Bye, Jim! Gonna wash my hands now.

T.P. covered for you while you were gone, but...

- T.P.? - Oh, duh! Toby Pie.

- Guess you missed that one, too. - Mm... You missed a lot, dude!

I had to pretend to be you. I had to eat your mom's spaghetti carbonara.

More like "cardboard-nara." You owe me!

You also missed two weeks of homework. Don't hate us.

Hate you? Are you kidding? I love homework!

Hm, let's see. I have Spanish, social studies...

- Ugh, algebra. - Look who's back!

Did I hear you say you love homework?

There's something fishy going on in this lake.

- Ahh! - I even missed you.

- The ol' Palchuk. - What?

...I'm the most popular, but you didn't hear that from me.

Fever of 104! I mean, do germs not know how fabulous I am?

- Ugh! Get your germs off of me! - Uh, I'll let you two catch up.

It's time for some unfinished business.

Flowers for my flower.

Oh...

How... How sweet.

Not as sweet as you, Queen Darci.

I just wanted to let you know, some things have calmed down in my life,

and now you have my undivided attention.

That's nice, but...

- Oh, don't say "but." Please don't say... - But...

...you don't even know anything about me.

- I'm allergic to flowers. - Oh.

First, you really like me.

Then, I hardly see you.

- Can't we take it slow? - How slow?

Like... glacial?

You're cute, T.P., but you gotta work on your timing.

Things are all back to the way they were. Ha! It's like I never left!

Yep, back to square one. How great for us.

Home is the same, school is the same, Trollmarket is the same.

Except for that guy. What's that guy doing here?

Stinking, horrible traitor!

Oh, no.

Another one. Ugh! Away with you!

- Blinky? - What are you doing?

You love your books! This isn't like you!

Not my books!

I'm destroying any that bear my traitorous brother's name.

Full of lies!

My Gumm-Gumm brother cannot be trusted and neither can these!

Blink!

But they've been useful before, so they can be useful again.

Aren't you gonna stop him, wingman?

- Uh, what's with Aaarrrgghh!!!? - Leave him.

Since he's returned from death,

his sense of smell has been curiously heightened.

- He's been sniffing everything for hours. - Mm...

You had Italian.

Carbonara.

Yeah, like, three days ago.

Meh, needed more garlic.

Talk to Jim yet?

He says he hasn't found the right time.

It's not just me, right?

Ever since he got back, he's been acting super weird.

Hey, guys, you know what we need? A calling!

I'm sure there's been tons of stuff piling up

for us to take care of now that I'm back.

- Uh, a cursed box? - Away with you!

Or a loose monster troll, huh?

Actually, Claire and I kinda took care of that stuff while you were gone.

Oh, okay.

What about some training? It'd be good for us to get back in the Forge and...

You know?

I smell Usurna.

Oh, dear.

You... Oh!

So... it's true.

The human Trollhunter has returned from his frolic in the Darklands.

The human Trollhunter humbly apologizes

and throws himself at the mercy of the Troll Tribunal.

Tribunal?

The Tribunal has already voted on your fate.

And, by the barest of margins, has ruled to drop all charges

so long as you cooperate from this moment forth.

Your rash choice to save one child put all of Trollmarket at risk.

If any evil had been unleashed unto this world,

- the blood would have been on your hands. - Uh...

Are you sure nothing followed you on your return?

Draal never left his post guarding the bridge.

Hmmph. Very well, then.

Are the Krubera really staying permanently?

Usurna feels their presence is required in light of my questionable judgment.

Speaking of such, have you made any progress

in tracking down the culprit who stole my staff?

We will not rest until we bring them to justice.

Yes, of course.

I'm sure whoever took it had good reason and will return it as soon as possible.

I've put my neck out far enough for you ungrateful fools.

Any further, and she'll be sure to lop my head right off.

Thank you, Vendel. It's good to see you, too.

Yes, well, if you want to thank me, go look into the goblin mess

that one of our trolls discovered on a salvage run.

Goblin mess?

There appears to be some droppings in a dumpster behind the Arcadia Cinema.

Goblins? We haven't seen any of those in months.

Oh, my gosh! Is this a call? Like, a good ol' trollhunting mission?

Just go.

All right, coast is clear.

Nothing like a simple mission to get our mojo back, huh?

Did you just say "mojo"?

Um...

Huh, smell poop.

Ew!

Blegh.

Double "ew."

Aaarrrgghh!!!, what is it?

Mm, cat!

No.

Blood goblin.

It cannot be.

Blood goblins? Are those the green ones or the blue ones?

Contrary to their name, blood goblins are white.

But they can't be here!

The only place you can find white goblins is...

The Darklands.

No way! We destroyed the Bridge!

Well, Draal left his post to save us. You don't think, in that time...

- If they got out, what if Gunmar got... - No. No, no. We would know if he got out.

Death would be on every doorstep, Arcadia turned to ash.

We would know. These are just a few goblins.

A few ferocious, insatiable, bloodthirsty goblins.

Jim, there's something we've been meaning to ask you.

Toby.

If these little poopers are in Arcadia, how do we find them?

We don't find them, they find us.

Once they're on your scent, you can't shake 'em.

They're gonna be after me.

But you weren't the only one in there. Nomura was with you.

Nomura skipped town as soon as we got out. She's long gone.

Well, then why aren't they here?

Because someone else was in there, too.

Ah-tar!

Uh-huh?

Eh?

Huh! Uh?

Yee! Ya-hoo!

Uh?

Go, go, sushi! Happy fun time begin!

Nice job! Celebrations!

Yes!

Shh!

- Nana! - Oh, Toby Pie!

I thought you kids were upstairs playing. There was an awful lot of noise.

Uh...

The goblins are here? Uh, I mean...

I must have left my music on.

"Goblins Are Here?"

Oh, that's a horrible band name.

I don't understand what you kids listen to these days.

Chompsky?

No, not Chompsky!

Oh...

- Chompsky? - Poor gnome.

It was supposed to be a simple mission.

There's no such thing as a simple mission.

The little guy survives the Darklands, then goes out like this?

Nothing's been right since...

- since... - Huh?

Why did you go into the Darklands without us?

Wait, what?

We found the amulet together, we trained together,

we killed Angor Rot together!

- And then you just left us. - Wait, is this how you all feel?

You promised we'd get my brother, together.

After everything we'd been through,

you said it was "Trollhunters," not "Trollhunter."

Yeah.

Gunmar wanted revenge for killing his son. The amulet chose me to protect you.

We protect each other!

When I saw Aaarrrgghh!!! die...

I couldn't bear losing any more of you.

I just wish everything could go back to the way things were,

when everything was... normal.

Yeah, the Darklands was a failure. I went in alone so you wouldn't have to.

But classic Jim, you guys have to rescue me anyway. Some hero I am.

The amulet made you a Trollhunter.

You made yourself a hero.

But Chompsky didn't deserve this.

He may have been small, but he had a big...

You mind? I was trying to give a eulogy.

By Gorgus, he's picked up their scent!

- The goblins? - Gnome.

Chompsky's alive?

What are we waiting for? Let's go find him!

They're inside.

Hush! We must be silent, lest we alert them.

Oh.

Um...

Let me guess. Shortcut?

We're in a fireworks warehouse? So cool!

Toby, focus.

- We're here to save Chompsky. - You're right.

But we're coming back here later.

Mmm... Nyum, nyum, nyum, nyum.

Huh. Looks like there's two of 'em. I'll flank right, you take left.

There should be more, shouldn't there?

Off me, you foul beast!

- For the doom of Gunmar... - Wrong one! Ahh!

Little rusty. For the glory of Merlin, Daylight is mine to command!

Ahh!

Foul, vile thing!

Oh, no.

Oh, boy! Fireworks fire! Do we put it out? Or do we see what happens?

Do we put it out? Do we put it out? Or should we see what happens? Uh...

Oh, hm...

See what happens.

Oh! Cool! Terrible, but cool.

Stand back!

Ugh! Useless!

Or not.

Behold! Our dreams and nightmares are uniting!

Get it off! Get it off!

Poor little guy. You must be terrified.

Oh...

Ow! Hot! Let's go!

Get it off! Get it off! Ahh! Get it off!

- Ew! It died on me! - Circle of life.

We gotta get outta here!

Hold still, will ya?

You... You can understand me?

Uh-huh.

Master Jim, quickly! We saved the gnome! We must get out of here!

Did anything else escape the Darklands?

Yes.

Who else got out? Gunmar?

Did Gunmar escape?

Jim? Jim! Where are you?

Master Jim!

Come on!

Aha! Avant!

Fireworks.

So much nicer from a distance, huh?

Hey.

Oh...

Oh...

Oh!

I'm not sure it's official, but it's sweet.

Looks like some good came out of the Darklands, after all.

Yeah, you dingus! My brother is back because of you.

Some great came out of it. We don't wanna go back and change that.

That's true. We okay, T.P.?

Whoo!

We awesome-sauce.

Although I hate that T.P.'s catching on.

So, we shall not return to the past,

but shall we return to Trollmarket?

I feel uncomfortable feeding the gnome's delusions.

- Yeah, this is getting real awkward. - Yeah.

Oh, yeah! You know a shortcut.

Actually, let's walk this time. It's a nice night.

Sounds of a battle?

No. They try to make the night brighter.

They fear the darkness.

All that time...

I had forgotten there were stars.

If only my armies were here...

We will build you another one, Lord. We must get to the Janus Order.

I hear a surface beast approach. Slay it in the name of the Underlord!

_

What manner of metal monster was that?

Did he slay it?

Aw, the poor thing thinks he can still fight for you.

I have no need for weakness.

I will show you how destruction is done.

Ugh!

Oh, Dark Underlord, we have been expecting you.

We have the tools to ensure your final victory.

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