Oh, do you know myreflection?
We don't all know each other.
But if you did...
We don't.
Ah, Alan Dracula!
Alan, what is with you today?
What's with him every day?
- Wow. - Whoa.
Do reflections go to the bathroom?
Okay! Question time's over.
All right. All right. All right.
Then what about singing time?!
? Travel friends ?
? They're friends to the very end ?
? Travel friends ?
? There's no rhythm in this song ?
? Which makes it very, very dumb ?
? Easy ?
? Brought together by the majesty ?
? Of a superpowered deer ?
Take it, A.D.!
Ah! Alan Dracula!
Mnh-hmp!
Ah! Cold feet! Ooh! Cold, cold, cold, cold!
Oh, poor little superpowered deer.
Don't sniff those, okay?
Let's say your Prime dies.
Tulip is gone... got in a bad Jet-Ski accident
or was eaten by a seal or something.
Do you reflect her body?
Mm. No.
Once a Prime dies, the Flecs make you choose
if you want to have your memories erased
and reflect a new Prime, or keep your memories
but become a Flec to "protect and enforce the barrier."
But you're not doing either.
No, both options are stupid.
Hmm. Yeah, so, um, if someone...
not me... practices kissing in a mirror,
can their reflection see them doing it?
A-again, not me.
Someone else, different person.
Did I say "not me"?
Hm? Ew.
Aw, ugh. Looks pretty deep.
Think Alan Dracula would let us ride him across?
Huh?
Ohhhhh!
Come on, Casanova!
Hey! I said it was someone else!
Coming in for a landing, Alan Dracula!
Ugh!
Aah!
Thanks. Much appreciated.
Ah! Is it too much to ask for a regular door?
Alan Dracula, be useful for once
and laser away those vines.
Watch... they'll just explode into more mud.
Oh!
That's more like it, Alan Dracula!
Hey, wow. Thank you.
I think you guys are pretty good, too.
- Whoa! - Whoa!
- You can talk? - You can talk!
Well, um, yeah, you bet.
Another one of my amazing superpowers, I guess,
or magic or science.
You know, one of those things.
Yeah, yeah, checks out.
No, it doesn't.
Hey, what's in your mouth.
Hello, hi. Nice to meet you.
Hopped aboard your deer pal back in the mud.
Out of the mouth, parasite, now!
Hey! What's with the name-calling? Whoa!
You want to call me a name, how about Perry?
You'd like that, right, Perry?
That's cute. I'm cute.
Saying you're cute doesn't make you cute.
Yeah, parasite!
Pals, that's such a harsh label.
I'm a symbiotic creature.
I help and hang out like those little birds
who clean crocodile teeth.
You don't call them parasites.
And, hey, check this out.
I'm practical.
Remember when I zapped away those vines?
Your deer pal Alvin would have never done that.
I'll never sneeze your feet into ice,
and you can ride me like a horsey all day long.
Convenient, right?
But I thought you came from the mud.
How do you know about all that?
I can read this guy's mind, and let me tell you...
he likes you both very much...
...almost as much as grass,
which seems to occupy every other waking thought.
Thatactually checks out.
So Alan can still think for himself?
Oh, sure, old antler-head loves this new setup.
We're like brain roommates.
MT, having an Alan Dracula who actually listens to us
might not be such a bad thing.
As long as it's not hurting him.
Oh, wow, gosh. I would never.
Whoa!
- Ah! - Ah!
Whoa.
Now let's get this boy's number down.
- Uh... - Uh...
After you.
See, that's polite. I'm polite.
Please never turn your hoof into an adult human hand again.
Down low, APD!
Anyone else feel a song coming on? Whoa!
? Travel friends ?
? They once were three but now they're four ?
? The travel friends are so much more ?
Let's bring it home, Jesse.
? Travel frieeeends ?
Ah!
Hey, M...
Hey. I know this is weird,
but maybe we can give Perry a shot.
I don't trust him.
Yeah, well, you didn't trust me at first, either,
but look at us now.
Yeah.
? Tardy friends Bow-bow-ba-bow ?
? They're tardy till the very end ?
Hey, does Alan seem bigger to you?
Hmm. Maybe?
No way am I bigger.
We're outside, and I just look bigger because of the big train.
That's now how perspective works.
Sure, it is.
- Aw! - Stop doing that.
But you said no adult hands.
Ahh! Baby hands are worse.
Put that away. Ugh!
Ah, baby hands.
The judges are getting restless!
And you are?
I'm Sashay, baby.
I'm head honchess here at Sashay's Runway Fairway.
If you don't hit the exit runway pronto,
the judges are going to wig out.
Pun very much intended.
Exit runway?
Yes, darling.
The only way out of here
is to dress to impress with finesse.
Oh, and do this.
Ta-da!
- Uh... - Uh...
Seems easy enough.
Tut-tut! We can't keep those judges waiting.
It's time for Sashay's Runway Fairway.
Give it up for our first contestant.
You won't believe what you'll Jes-see!
Ah! Oh.
Uh...
Uh. Uh. Uh.
Ah. Da. Ha!
Ooh. Oh! Oh.
Judges?
Lucky number 9, looking fine.
Round that up to a 10, and you're a winner, darling.
You may exit.
Hope you didn't fill up
because this tank's running on MT!
Avant-garde? More like avant-great!
You may exit.
Don't stake our final contestant in the heart
before he steals yours.
It's Alan Dracula!
Heh.
Heh, heh.
- Oh, oh, oh! - Whoa.
Hole in 1 million, baby!
I couldn't have done it better myself.
You may all exit!
Whoa. I can't believe I'm saying this,
but nice work in there.
Hey, hey, hey! How about a little personal space?
But I thought Alan Dracula liked that.
Well, you know, people change.
Hey, check out this new door.
Look, ma, no baby hands.
Who's hungry for adventure?
Me! I'm also hungry for real food!
Complimentary chips and... hey!... thick, meaty chili.
Meat and chips... great!
I'll bet you the old Alden couldn't do that. Ha, ha!
Ah!
Mmm. Oh.
Wait. What are you doing?
Alan Dracula is a vegetarian!
Well, not anymore.
See, I'm growing and changing, just like you, Jerome.
Um, it's Jesse.
Yeah, like I said, Jess...
- Whoa! - Ah!
- Aah! - Aah! Aah!
- Aah! - Aah!
Why are his powers going haywire?
I think Alan Dracula's trying to kick Perry out.
Alan's fighting it off like an infection,
and you're definitely getting bigger.
Uh, okay, rude.
I'm pretty sure I'm the same size!
Ahhh!
Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!
Alan doesn't want this!
You have to let him go!
But you'll be stuck with a deer who doesn't listen to you.
We don't like him because he listens.
We like him because he's Alan Dracula!
Whoa! Okay, so maybe we both want the same thing...
me out of Amblin Dunkula,
but maybe I'm a little stuck here, guys.
I could use some help.
How fast can you get to that flower car?
Help me, Jiles and MD!
Oh, boy!
Hey, strong hands. You work out?
Ah. Ugh.
Ah!
Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!
Aah!
Ooh! Oh.
Jesse, here! Mnh!
Ha!
Ah... ah... achoo!
Aaaaah! Oof. Ow. Ooh.
Hm. Aah!
Welcome back, Alan Dracula.
Sorry we didn't get you out sooner.
Huh?
Look at that... Alan Dracula got your number down.
Wow! Great job, Jimmy.
Kind of thanks to me, too, though, right?
Now, whose mouth am I hopping in next?
Guys, guys!
Aw, come on!
I spent two years stuck in a succulent.
Let me hop in one of your mouths!
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