[growls]
[fizzles, zaps]
[snarls]
[thunder rumbles]
[epic theme playing]
[zaps, snarls]
* *
[sighs]
[shimmers]
-Hm...
-[growls] -Ha, ha!
You are no match for Brave Scale!
Lightning sword with butt-kicking power!
Which is the power to...
uh...
kick butts! Ah!
-[grunting] -[timid snarl]
-[groaning] -Brave Scale meant to do that.
* *
[grunts]
[growling]
[snarls]
[yelling]
-[grunting, groans] -[shield clatters]
-[groaning] -Okay... New game...[sighs]
Nine, ten. Ready or not, Webs, here I come!
[soft laugh]
Huh? Aw...
[growls]
[imitating Tom] My name's Tom,
and I have yellow hair.
And my grandpa's grandpa was a dragon nerd, too.
Blah, blah, blah.
And I totally lost the old book.
Blah, blah, blah.
[imitating Jun] And I'm Jun.
Who wants to hear about some lame myths?
Nobody? Well, I'll tell you anyway.
[imitating D'Angelo] I'm Doctor D, and I'm AWOL now
because I'm at my new dragon hospital,
pampering dragons all the time.
Hey, look, here comes Alex.
[imitating Alex] My sensors are sensing something.
Time to make a snarky comment.
Snark, snark, snark.
[confused squawking]
* *
[sighs]
[growls]
[scoffs] Miss them? Yeah, right!
They're just my sister's lame friends anyway.
[sighs] I miss going on missions and blowing stuff up!
And occasionally having people around.
ThatI miss.
[snarls, squawks]
You think I should round up the gang and go on a mission?
Uh, I don't know. I mean, do you really think so?
Alright, alright. No need to pressure me, Webs.
Fine. I'll go see what they're up to.
Even though I don't care.
-[dragon shrieking] -D'ANGELO: Hey! Give that back!
-[squawks] -[grunts, gasps]
You are tampering with sensitive medical equipment!
[growls]
-[shrieks] -Thank you, Nurse Plow.
-[squawking] -Okay.
How about a trade? One haystack for one stethoscope.
[chirping, growl]
Fine. Two haystacks.
[squawking, chewing]
-Yo, Dr. D!
-[gasps] Eugene, don't let them out!
[angry growl]
-Up for a little joy flight?
Been a week since we--
-[groans] Come on, Plow.
Let's round them up before they get into the food rations again.
-[growls] -[Eugene yelps]
-So, is that a no? Or, like, maybe later?
[muffled video game sounds]
Gonzo!
-Hey, Gonz! Gonzo! -[groans]
-[beeps] -[Eugene gasps]
Wow.
* *
-Where have you been? We did say 1:00.
-Oh. Uh, just organizing something.
-Okay... Well, while you were organizing,
I was digging deeper into the myth of Midgard,
which obviously isn't a myth, and--
Hello? Hollow Earth to Tom!
Y-You still here?
-Yeah, sure. I... -[Thunder growls]
* *
-[purrs] -[laughs] Thunder!
Why do you have a picnic basket?
-I was thinking we haven't exactly been on
an officiallyofficial date yet.
I mean, we read books together all the time, which is great,
but I was thinking more of a... traditional date.
[sighs] I-I know a date is kind of old-fashioned, but--
-[grunts] -[Jun giggles]
-I would love to, Mr. Kullersen.
-It is my great pleasure, Ms. Wong.
-Oh, barf. No, no, thank you.
-Hard pass. -[Webs grumbles]
[snarls]
-So, what's for lunch?
-Well, there wasn't much in the fridge,
so I just grabbed some cold spaghetti. [laughs]
-A spaghetti picnic?
Guess there's a first time for everything.
* *
[lava flowing]
-What a bunch of lame-os! They decide to take a break,
and all of a sudden, they think they're too cool for me?
-Do you know what? They're not. -[snorts]
I should go on my ownmissions. Who needs them, right?
[squawks]
Yeah. No debating what to do,
nobody telling me not to blast things,
or not to talk constantly, or that my ideas aren't great,
-which of course they are! Hmph! -[snarls]
That's it. I've decided.
We're going on our own mission.
See? Another great idea from me!
-[snarls, growls] -Okay, you helped, too.
[Eugene whooping]
[imitating guitar]
-Hey! Wanna play a game? -[growls]
I used to play this with Jun when she was younger.
[growling]
Now, reach out with your senses.
[yelps] She wasn't good at it either. [screams]
-[screaming] -[crash]
[both yelping, grunting]
-[weakly] Smooth landing. -[squawks]
[sighs] Again?
Yeah, gimme a second for my spleen to stop throbbing.
-[distant screech] -[squawks]
What is that?
[shrieking]
* *
Flame Throwers.
[hissing, snarling]
-What are they doing out here? -[growls]
Yeah, there's too many of them.
Not that we couldn't chase them off.
I mean, I totally could,
but Flame Throwers are bad news.
[growling]
The others? [scoffs] No way! You saw them up there.
Too busy. Too cool. Too in a sappy relationship.
No, I don't need them. I need something...
better than them. Yeah.
In order to deal with those Flame Throwers,
I need... a Eugene team.
[squawks]
[music swells, fades]
-Your turn, mija.
[gasps]
-Ooh.
-Very nice play, Feathers. -[purrs]
-Gonzo! [yelps, shrieks]
-Eugene! What the heck?
Ever heard of knocking?
[yelling in Spanish]
-[gasps] Carla!
-What is she saying?
-That it's... nice of you to stop by.
-Oh! Thank you, Mrs. G.
Sorry to bust in like this, but it's important.
I'm putting together a new team, and I--
ALEX: Stop right there.
I am notjoining some "new team."
-Ooh, yeah, this is kinda awkward,
but, um, I'm actually here to see them.
-Them?
-Us? -Us?
-Do you mind, Gonz? -Okay...
-Ladies!
I have an amazing opportunity for both of you.
I'm putting together a new team of Dragon Riders,
and I'd like both of you to be a part of it.
This team will be cooler, tougher, and I'll be the leader,
so it'll be better-looking and just all around more swicked!
The thing is, there seems to be some new dangers in the realms,
and these dangers like call on us--
-Dangers?
Okay, okay, okay.
I've heard enough, Eugene.
You are notrecruiting my moms to join your team!
If you want the Riders to regroup, just say so.
-Gonzo, youdecided to ignore me!
The rest of the team decided to ignore me!
So now, I'm looking to a new team,
and I think your moms would be the ideal candidates.
-[scoffs] That's ridiculous. They don't wanna ride dragons.
CARLA: Alejandra, that's enough.
-I think it could be fun. -Yeah!
-I wouldn't mind learning to fly a dragon or feed a dragon
-or blast things with a dragon. -ALEX: [sighs] Mom!
I know it sounds fun,
but being a Dragon Rider is really--
-Only for young people? I don't think so.
I think these two strong, capable women
can make their own decisions. Right?
* *
-Yes, we can. Thank you, Eugene.
-If you would excuse us,
Gonzo, we have some training to do.
[door shuts]
* *
-So, a nice, frigid, snowy picnic.
This'll be great.
-No, no, no, no. We're just taking
a shortcut to the Nature Realm.
-Isn't the shortcut right next to Buzzsaw's camp?
-Oh, sure. But we'll be super quiet and slip right past.
He won't see a thing.
[tense music playing]
-Is that...
TOM: Buzzsaw and Sledkin.
-Together! -Should we go back
and grab the other Riders?
-No. We might miss something.
Let's hide in the tree line. Take us down, pal.
[growls]
[music crescendos]
-Congratulations.
Each of you has been handpicked by me,
Commander Eugene Wong,
to be part of my elite band of heroes.
Today marks the first step in your journey.
Welcome to...
-Eugene's Extreme Dream Team! -[Webs snarls]
-[grunts] -[bored groan]
[birds chirping]
[tired squawk]
[snorting giggle]
Is something funny, Gonzo?
-Nope! Don't mind me. Just here for the show.
And to make sure you don't accidentally kill my moms.
Great name for the team, though.
-Yeah. It is.
It isa great name.
Now, where was I?
[liquid flowing]
[snorts, squawks]
Hey, no bathroom breaks until after
the first training session, Nibby!
[grunting] No!
You have cheezy loop dust on your chin.
-Carla, leave the boy alone.
He's trying to give his big leader speech.
-With queso on his face? Nah. Come on.
There. That's better. Now, you can be a big leader.
-Okay, thanks. That's enough. Can we please focus?
-PETE: Ahem... -[sighs] What is it, Pete?
-[munching] -Uh, that dragon ate all the snacks.
-[belches] -You, uh, you said there would be food,
so maybe I'll just...
-I also said I wouldn't tell my mother
about the power naps you take in the hangar, didn't I?
Are we both gonna go back on our deal?
-Carry on, Commander! -I will.
-[crunch] -[yelps] What the?
-[growling] -Get off! Respect your leader!
[grunting]
Somebody do something! He's really latched on there!
-[squawking] -[gasps, giggles] Aw.
You can't get mad at this little angel.
-[giggles] He's so cute.
-Cute!? He left a mark! [yelps] -[squawks]
[snarls]
-He really shouldn't have picked Nibbles.
Awful choice.
-Ugh. That's it. You know what?
Speeches are lame.
If we're gonna turn you zeroes into heroes,
we gotta get down to business.
Who's ready to train some dragons?!
[snarls, screeches]
* *
-[quiet growl] -It's okay.
Give him a tap and say, "blast 'em!"
-Feel free to commence with the blasting.
[snarls, grumbles]
Was that too hardcore?
EUGENE: Good. Good.
Now, wait for him to come to you.
-[squawks] -Or something like that.
-Uh, I don't think he gets it.
-Ugh. Whatever. Just put your hand on his face.
-[tap] -Is that right?
-[squawks] -Your hand's on his butt, man.
-Oh! 'Kay. -Go wash that thing.
[sniffs, groans]
-No, no, no, no, no, no! I don't like heights!
-You're fine. Webs, stand up.
-[growls] -Ah! Make him stop!
Make him stop!
-[squawks] -Wow! I did it.
-Yeah! See? That's what I'm talking about.
-O...kay. [whimpering]
-[sighs] Go wash it.
[whimpering]
-They're gettin' there. -Mm-hmm...
[roars]
[gasps]
[growling, blasts]
-Oh...
Ha! Hit that puppy
with everything you've got! [maniacal laugh]
Come and get some!
-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Ease up there, Mrs. G!
You don't have to unload the entire dragon on one target!
[growls]
* *
-[Eugene laughs] -[Carla yells]
-I can't look! -Come on! You're fine!
[Carla yelps]
[screaming]
-Woo-hoo! -[Carla screaming]
Huh?
She ejected?!
[shivering]
Okay. Okay. That was my bad.
[whimpering]
-[gritted teeth] Eugene Wong. -What?
-Why did you even put this team together?
Nobody knows what they're doing, most of all you!
I don't know why you thought you could lead anything!
-Ouch, Gonzo.
-[panting] -Eugene's Extreme Dream Team
-is now officially disbanded. -[growls]
[panting]
-Uh, my blood sugar level
is crashing. Does that mean that--
-Yeah! No free snacks or anything else, Pete!
[melancholy music playing]
-Guess our picnic will have to wait.
-At least the spaghetti was already cold.
Can you hear what they're saying?
-Not really. We gotta get in closer somehow.
You guys wait here. And be quiet.
[soft snarls]
[growls]
[foreboding music playing]
[sniffing]
-Mister... Saw. Why am I here?
-[sips] Well, it's obvious, isn't it?
You're on my land without my permission.
-[scoffs] -[cup breaks]
-I don't need your permission to do anything.
-Oh, but I think you do.
I am the Dragon King.
All of this, as far as the eye can see,
is mydomain.
If you wanna root around and dig up this Dragonsite stuff,
you're going to have to do something for me.
-Guess you guys work for Buzzsaw, huh?
He seems... nice.
-If by "nice" you mean he lets us eat every once in a while,
sure.
[fire crackling]
[nervous laugh]
BUZZSAW: Ford!
-He's showing her the book.
-Recognize this?
-It belongs to those brats from Rakke Town.
How did you get it?
-I won it from that blond kid in a battle of wits.
Unfortunately, it's written in some old-timey code.
-Ancient Norse runes. I'm familiar.
-Ah, so you canread it. This is what I propose.
You translate the book for me, and I'll let you dig up
all the Dragonsite you want. Do we have a deal?
[music crescendos]
[both gasp]
[sniffing]
-[Webs squawks] -[Nibbles chirps]
-[gasps] -[Webs snorts]
-Okay, listen. We gotta get these things outta here.
Here's the plan.
* *
Hey, uglies! Over here! Webs!
[Webs snarls]
[grunting]
-[dragons growling] -[laughs]
See? That was easy!
No need for the old team
-or the new team! -[struggling]
[squeaks]
* *
[happy squeak]
Wemake the best team. [laughs]
Huh?
[yelling]
Webs! It's a trap!
[flare pops, whistles]
Nobody even knows we're down here.
Except for Buzzsaw.
* *
-I'm building a dragon army
the likes of which you've neverseen.
These dragons you see caged around my camp, they're--
-LINDA: Ooh! Fireworks! -Huh?
-[gasps] -[flare whistling]
It's a signal flare. Ford! Winston! We got one!
-Come on, Sledkin. -Where are we going?
-To see what's for dinner.
[dramatic music playing]
-Oh no.
-HAZEL: Eugene! -[Feathers trills]
-D!
Have you seen Eugene?
-No... What did he do this time?
-Uh, it's a long story.
-Usually is with him.
-Yeah, but I kind of said something I regret.
I thought he just went to blow off some steam,
but he hasn't come back.
You think Plow can maybe help me track him down?
-Are you kidding? Plow can smell
his body spray from two realms over.
[sniffing, growl]
* *
Come to think of it, so can I. Ugh.
-[grunts] Webs! You're crushing me, dude!
Ah! You're all elbows!
-[web straining] -[dragons struggling]
[shrieking]
[growling]
Down! Down! Bad dragon. Bad dragon...
Hm?
Nibbles! Hey! Hey, Nibbles! Hey, chew us out.
* *
[squawks]
-Traitor. Huh? -[dragons snarl]
[growling]
[dragon call]
[gasps]
[dragon call]
-It's Buzzsaw's fresh catch of the day!
And whoa! What do we have here?
One of the dragon fools and his freaky pet.
-Hello, Eugene.
-Dr. Sledkin! Ah, great seeing you again.
Uh, any chance you'd be open to helping an old pal out?
[nervous laugh] Pretty please?
-Save it. I'm not fooled by
your impish Boy Scout routine.
And why should I help you?
-Because... you're surrounded.
-Surrounded by what?
The beauty of my dragon kingdom?
-By my friends, the Dragon Riders.
-Actually, Maury texted me with hot gossip.
Rumor has it the Riders split up.
-So, the great Dragon Riders have fallen victim
to the complications of adolescent social dynamics.
-Uh, even if we did split up, my friends still have my back.
[laughs] Oh, yeah.
They'll light this place up like a Christmas tree.
-Don't worry. This one doesn't have any friends.
He's just the older brother who latches on.
He's pathetic and alone.
-My team will come. You'll see. -[Sledkin laughs]
-False. At this point,
we'remore of a team than the Riders.
-So, you agree to our partnership?
-Hm... You haveproven yourself
to be more capable than I previously thought.
-Then, it's settled!
The Buzzsaw Sledkin Alliance is formed!
A partnership forged in legend!
-Forged in convenience.
-Yeah! -Cork it, Buzzsaw.
-She only tells the people closest to her to cork it.
Welcome to the fold.
-Now, what do we do with him?
* *
-Keep him, I guess. Maybe he'll come in handy.
Probably not, though.
-Sledkin's right. I am all alone.
Just the tag-along older brother.
[grunts]
[dragon call]
-[dragons shriek] -[Eugene grunts]
-These were supposed to be for the Flame Spitters.
Who knew they would work on a middle schooler?
-[gasps] Technically, I'm in high school,
but I guess that makes it worse.
-[mist hissing] -Huh?
-Uh, Dr. Sledkin, what's going on?
-Ho-ho-ho! You three are about to meet the business end
-of a Mist Twister. -[gasps]
-[zap] -[screams, grunts]
* *
-Don't worry, Eugene. We're getting you outta here.
-There he is! Your nose never fails!
-Alex? D?
-How did you know to come and get me?
ALL: How did you know to come and get him?
-Oh, uh, w-we didn't.
We were following Sledkin and Buzzsaw.
-You guys went on your ownmission?
-No, we were on a date. -Oh!
Is thatwhat missions are called now? "Dates"?
-Well, what about you? What are you two doing here?
-We came looking for Eugene.
-So, you're on a rescue mission,
and you didn'tcall us?
-Wow. They are a mess. -Can we stay and watch?
-Yeah! And how long were you gonna keep
the Buzzsaw and Sledkin team up from us?
-We weren't keeping anything! We just found out!
-Yeah, on a solomission. [scoffs]
-Who does that? - You just did.
-Only aftermy new team failed!
-You made your ownteam? -You guys went on your--
[dragon call]
-Meet my newest additions!
* *
[snarls]
[squawking]
-Alright, everybody focus. Jun and I will go after Buzz--
-Wait! You seriously wanna fight?
-Yeah. We gotta cut our losses and run.
You're the tiebreaker, Eugene. Make the call.
-Like a leader? Uh...
I say we fight...
our way out.
-You finally done with your group therapy session?
-Eugene's Extreme Dream Team Part Two!
-Ready? -Did we agree to that name?
-Nobody asked you! Everybody, pick a target!
[screaming]
D'ANGELO: Stee...rike!
-[shrieks] -Sing 'em to sleep, Feathers.
[both scream]
[growls]
[growling, roaring]
[coughing]
-They're running away! Cowards.
You are no match for the Dragon King
and his army of unstoppable dragons!
-And us!
-[sighs] -[Nibbler growls]
-[chirps] -[gasps] Oh, look!
He's just the cutest little unicorn dragon I've ever seen...
-[shrieks] -Oh! Ah!
-[giggles] I like that one.
You can keep it.
[dragons grumbling]
-Sorry our date was such a waste.
-I wouldn't call intelligence gathering
turned daring rescue a waste.
I'd call it very us.
EUGENE: So glad your date worked out.
Myday was awful. Thanks for asking.
-We don't need to ask, Eugene.
We allgot dragged into this.
-Your day wasn't the only one that was bad, Eugene.
-But, if it wasn't for Eugene, we wouldn't have seen Buzzsaw
and Sledkin shake hands on their new partnership.
-Yeah. You're all welcome.
-We can't just let Buzzsaw and Sledkin
run wild together in the realms.
Things just got a lot more complicated.
-Got that right, Kullersen.
-So, what do we do?
-Look, if nobody's gonna ask it, I will.
Are we getting back together... or not?
[melancholy music playing]
[music building]
[Thunder purrs sadly]
* *