♪ (ethereal music) ♪
(laughter and chatter)
- (mouth full) Why are you leaving me? You're ruining Christmas!
- Anybody know where all these hamsters came from?
- Nope. - No idea.
- You guys, I found Mitch!
- (shuddering) Who am I?
(shaky gasps) WHO AM I?! - He okay?
- When I looked into the mirror, there was a stranger
looking back at me from behind MY OWN EYES!
- I'm detecting traces of moral outrage.
- NO! The lord shall drink blood from your skulls
and feast upon your flesh!
- Ah! One too many trips to the punch bowl for Mitch.
(hushed) Come on, man. Don't blow our hamster secrets.
- Reverend Pickle Chips! Orgy of the cosmos is at hand!
- Dude!
- Pickle Chips? Wait, you mean my dad?
- He has raised us from the little blind and naked hamster babies
into a mighty army of the damned!
Together, this day, we shall journey into the ancient dome,
where we shall summon the primordial king!
- What king?
- The Aeon Worm.
- (chuckles) You guys worship the Aeon Worm?
Danny, go get my dad.
- And here I was just wondering how to better serve you.
- Pickle Chips teaches that our perfect fate
shall guide the worm into the world,
but I guess maybe I'm having some doubts about the worm.
- That's dangerous thinking! - I'M SORRY!
- No roughhousing. - What? No!
Your guitar can't stop our unholy quest!
- (panicked gasp) This voice inside, guiding me gently,
telling me everything I ever believed might be wrong.
- Listen to that voice, hamster Mitch.
- (hamster priest) Never doubt the worm, Mitch!
- Here, bro. Baby aspirin.
- Is the Aeon Worm even a god?
Or is that just an interdimensional invertebrate
with mind control powers?
- Definitely number two.
- We're gonna be late for the Season of the Worm, Mitch! I'm out!
- I don't care what my dad said.
It's impossible to summon the Aeon Worm.
- Even now, it waits... out there. We only need to call it forth.
- But my paralyzed horse keeps it trapped
in the See-Through Zone.
- Beth, he's gone. Your dad escaped his little cage,
and it's straight packed full of tiny poops.
- I cannot fight my destiny!
- Wait! - Should we follow Mitch?
(blip)
Mother falcon, yeah, we're going after Mitch.
- My legs are so teensy.
"Walking distance from the hideout." Right, such BS.
- (distant voice) Hamster Miiitch...
- What? Who's there?! (wind whistling)
- (distant voice) Follow your heart, hamster Miiitch.
- (nervous chuckle) Yeah, that's nice.
- The world suuucks. - I think it's working.
His integrity levels have increased 15%, and...
Whoa, that's odd.
It's like I was reading a second life sign inside hamster Mitch.
But now it's gone. - Any luck contacting Chris?
- He's still not answering.
- I checked Golden Boy's room. Nobody was home.
- Where could he be?
- Put away those lady tears, darling. I'll take care of you.
- Keep trying him, Wallow.
- He's probably with Plum again.
- What? I thought you've been spending time with Plum.
You whitened your teeth.
- Chris has been spending time with Plum.
- Danny's been spending time with his Zarpap.
- You have been clockin' some serious hours in the Holo John.
- Hey, Beth. - Yes, Danny?
- (farts) (Wallow chuckles)
- Oh, dang it, you guys! I knew you were following me!
- Whoops! Cover blown.
Might as well try out my new mods on the falcon.
- Hey, what?
(falcon cry) - Dancing on the ceiling!
- Yeah!
- Karma chameleon! - (Mitch) Sweet! Falcon stunts!
- (digital voice) Falcon overload. - What's happening?
- Prototype isn't fully tested, but she can handle it!
- (laughing) - I'm gonna blow your hamster mind!
- (laughs) My hamster mind is already blown!
- Glory of loooove! (Wallow yells)
- (Beth) Danny, quit showing off! (Danny whooping)
- (Wallow) Dude, I'm still digesting quiche.
- We're gonna hit the dome! Pull up!
- No problem, no problem. I got this.
(groaning)
(blip!) (all screaming)
(leaves rustle)
- Phew! Thank God for this vine.
(screams)
(all scream) (thump)
(ambient animal noises) - Broken dome.
- This has got to be where Mitch is heading,
the old terraforming colony. - A real-life ghost town!
- Please, don't abuse my brain with your folk jive.
- Bleh! The plant gee-whizzled on my g-love.
Good thing Pixel's on timeout in the hard cloud.
- (Beth) These trees look just like--
- What's up with their interphasic signature?
It's like the jungle doesn't belong here.
- Just like my dad's old dimension garden.
He pulled creatures into our universe
by growing them in the backyard.
- You see any dimension dressing, I'll make us a dimension salad.
- (Wallow) So this whole jungle...
- It's just one huge dimension garden.
Dad's gonna pull the Aeon Worm out of the See-Through Zone
by growing it in here.
- Aah! The plant saliva peeweezled right through to my slapsies!
- That saliva.
These are interphasic microscopic hump gnats.
- (chuckle) Hump gnats.
- They're humping your arm into another dimension!
- What?! Which another dimension? A pretty one?
- If they hump your heart, you won't survive the journey.
- No way! I'll get them off him!
- Oh dang! Oh goodness!
I'm a puzzled man in a space between two parallel other spaces!
- Stay with me. - I'm a hyphen!
(echoing) Beth... where are you? - We're losing him!
- Stand aside, honeysuckle.
I'm gonna scrape him off with this stick!
- Things from our world are useless on them, genius.
Chris would have a better solution if he were here.
- Better than my stick? - The hump gnats can't be removed.
There's no other choice. - No other choice than what?
You don't mean-- - I have to.
- You're gonna-- Wallow, it's all my fault!
- (Wallow) What's your fault? - I'm so sorry, man!
- (Wallow) Beth, what are you gonna do?! What are--
♪ (dramatic music) ♪
(buzzing)
- Now...
let's go find my dad.
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