♪ Magic is real here ♪
♪ Far away from home ♪
♪ Anything can happen ♪
♪ When witches make the rules ♪
♪ Monsters are cool ♪
♪ The moon is our friend ♪
♪ I want to stay with you ♪
♪ On Summer Camp Island ♪
You're new here, aren't you?
Sorry. Excuse me.
Didn't mean to startle you.
I was just gonna say that you shouldn't speak
to strangers around here.
Best not to trust anyone.
No, wait! Not me. Other strangers.
I'm trying to warn you about other strangers.
Shall I tell you my cautionary tale?
Our story starts 330-ish years ago in London.
I can't wait to see Mom and Poppa Woppa again.
Huh?
I wonder if the frozen north will be cold.
Mildred, you are invisible.
But you aren't sound proofed.
Oh, yeah, sorry.
Next stop, Frozen North.
Last stop, Oslo!
Oslo? What's an Oslo?
I can't believe we missed our stop.
Oh, please don't get upset, Mildred.
Let's get you a snack, yeah?
You haven't eaten since London.
That'll make you feel better.
Thanks, Mildred's friend. The snack was a good idea.
This nutritious Norwegian bread will definitely keep us awake.
Last stop, Paris!
Huh?
Not again! Ugh!
Mildred, calm down.
I'll get you a snack.
I got her more bread, but it didn't seem to have
the same calming effects it had in Oslo.
Last stop, Morocco!
We missed the stop again and again and again.
It turns out that the bread that calmed her down
in the first place actually made us fall asleep all the time.
But after many, many years, we finally made it
to the frozen north.
- What can I get ya? - My parents.
Have you seen my parents?
Uh, sorry, kid.
Do you have any crayons?
Sure. Here.
Thank you.
These are my parents.
Well, sorry, kid.
I haven't seen anyone that looks like that.
Them! Where are they?
Hm?
Yeah, yeah, they used to live here.
Well, they haven't been around for decades.
Oh, so I...
I missed them.
Don't cry, Mildred. It's all right!
We'll figure something out.
I don't want to be in any more unfamiliar places
with unfamiliar people.
W-w-what can I do?
I-I-I want my sister!
Perfect! Let's do that.
Let's go find Susie.
Here, I'll go and ask around.
You stay here.
Aah!
Here. Why don't you use mine?
A hot chocolate for the kid.
And make it snow.
So, what's with the waterworks, half-pint?
It's a long story.
Like 130 years long.
Well, don't worry. I'm not going anywhere.
Ah.
And I guess now I've got to go find Susie,
but she hates my magic.
Why wouldn't she want you to be magical?
Isn't magic delicious?
I mean special.
That's just slang for special up in the north.
Maybe it's delicious for some people.
For me it's a disaster.
It's why my parents went away and why Susie left.
And why everyone hates me.
Hm. That magic of yours,
it's a lot to carry around. isn't it?
I guess so.
Look, I feel like I can trust you,
so I'm going to tell you something.
I'm a little magical, too.
I have the power to give you what you want.
Really? Yeah!
And it sounds like-- uh, never mind.
What? What were you going to say?
I'm just putting together what you've told me,
but it really sounds like what you really want
is to get rid of all your magic
so your sister will love you.
Can you do that?
Would you say it's what your heart doth desire
most in this world?
Yes.
It's done.
You now have the ability to get rid of your magic.
Wow! Thanks!
Here it goes.
No, wait!
You can't just unleash all your magic
without some receptacle.
That would cause chaos.
Can I get a fresh baguette over here?
Sorry, Petey. The kitchen's closed.
What?! Okay.
Mildred, will you wait right here?
I'll be back in a jiff.
Yeah! I've got nothing but time!
And magic.
That bakery on the other side of the tundra better still be open.
Come on, Mildred, let's go.
I booked us the first two tickets out of here.
We can start our search for Susie in Paris.
Forget Paris! I have a new plan.
I found someone who's gonna take the magic out of me.
Give up your magic? Really?
Mm-hmm. Whole new Mildred!
A more responsible me.
With a knack for not ruining sister lives.
Isn't that a little bit sort of a lot?
You love your magic.
Mildred, don't.
You're not listening to me!
I've already made up my mind.
I'm getting rid of
my magic, and you can't talk me out of it!
Mildred, wait!
The world's got no use for my horrible magic.
I won't ever hurt anyone again.
And Susie will love me.
Mildred, no!
You can't stop me.
Okay, I won't.
Just don't throw it into the ocean.
Just keep it around.
You might want it back someday.
Okay, I'll do it for you.
Ah, thank you.
I have anxiety.
Let's hide it there.
Wow, look at all these empty jars.
This'll be perfect.
Okay, so you're gonna put your raw magic
inside those jelly jars.
That's the plan, Mildred's Friend.
So long and thanks for all the frogs.
What does it feel like?
I feel like a tube of toothpaste.
Or like a tube of toothpaste even.
Wait, you just said...
It's as if I were a tube of toothpaste.
Oh, no, her memory's going in and out.
Germs all over me!
What am I, a tissue?
Oh, boy, I don't feel so good.
Last drop.
It's done. How do you feel?
About what?
About your magic being gone?
Oh, right, right.
Um, good?
Pale Dog: I found you, little girl.
It's delicious magic jelly time!
Did he just say delicious?
I think it's just shady dog slang for, mm, I forgot.
Someone should let him in.
Mildred!
I need you to concentrate.
He wants your magic.
The magic we just took out of you.
Right. And we did what with it again?
We threw it in the ocean.
Oh, yeah. Duh.
Hello. Hey!
So, are you ready to...
What did you do? What did you do with my magic?
We got rid of it.
What? We? Who?
I'm the only one you can trust.
Where is it? What did you do with it?
I know this.
I threw it in the ocean!
You what?!
Ocean.
I'll get you, half pint!
And your magic, too!
Whoa! Look at all this jelly.
Mildred, focus.
He could easily come back, and I'm concerned about you.
Do you know who I am? Do you know who you are?
I'm me! And you're Me's Friend.
Good! So we threw him off the scent for now,
but we have to be prepared for the possibility
he'll be back.
We have to put your magic back inside you.
I don't know how.
He only gave me the power to take it out.
Hm, I can help you keep the jars safe,
but only if you can remember them.
I have an idea!
"You are the Jar Guard.
Under no circumstance shall you allow anyone
to remove the jars of jelly from this tower.
You must keep the jars safe.
You must protect them with your life.
You are the Jar Guard."
There, the paper can remember it.
Hey, Mildred.
Aah! Ghost, don't hurt me!
No. Mildred, it's me.
You love me.
Get away from me!
Wow, this hurts.
Goodbye, Mildred.
Phew, he's gone.
Huh?
Right, Jar Guard.
I know, right.
Anyway, that's why you shouldn't trust strangers.
Thanks for lending me your cute little ear.
Hot chocolate's on me.
Good luck out there, friend.
I know you're in here, Ghost. Keep your distance.
Drown out the spooky sounds.
Hello! My name is Hedgehog.
If there's even one single witch listening,
please come help me. A witch?
I live on Summer Camp Island.
And, when you get here, just yell "Hedgehog!"
Blech, what is this garbage?
Attention!
This is, uh, Jar Boss?
This is a direct program to Jar Guard.
Jar Guard, are you there?
I'm here! I'm here! I'm ready for instructions.
The international Jar Guard Convention
begins tomorrow.
This year's convention will be held on Summer Camp Island,
and we're honored to announce you
will be the jar note speaker.
I'm listening.
I have anxiety.