02x11 - Apok-ta-pokalypse Now Part 2

[bunniefuu]

Skadoosh.

Come on.

Tricky little...

Get in there. Oh, come on.

Yes!

Mm...

Huh?

Master Mastodon?

Huh?

Where are we?

We are in your void.

The place where your spirit resides
while I am in control of your body.

Whoa!

The big noodle makes a lot more sense now.

I feel my connection to the elements.

My power's returned.

Whoa!

I'm quick enough to catch Zuma off guard,

but it's the Storm Wheel's speed
I will require to defeat her.

I must take the wheel,
then steal the rest of the weapons back.

Yes! How do I help?

By staying in here, out of my way.

Wha... No. I thought we'd team up.

You with the zappy storm powers,
and me with the kung fu fire.

This is my mission, Po.

Ow!

Let me control one arm and one leg.

Absolutely not.

A pinky and both eyebrows?

I said no!

I just...

Feels weird
that I won't be there to help my friends.

Let this bowl of soup comfort you.

For if you look into it...

Was I not supposed to eat it?

I'm only doing this one more time.

For if you look into it,
you shall see the outside world.

Mystical soup vision.

Whoa.

You're sure
I can't use the whip?

How many times? No!

The clash of weapons would destroy
this city and everyone in it.

Ugh. Fine.

Hail, Zuma-Balam.

Can you knock, Pax?

Zuma-Balam, we are under attack.

What? For real? By who?

Jeez. It's... It's really happening, guys.

Okay, everybody ready to die?

I don't know if I can do this. I'm not
a fighter like you all. I'm just a farmer.

Buddy, I'm a noodle cook.

He's being modest.
He used to be a pirate.

Sh! Keep that to yourself.

- You're sure you can pull this off?
- Just get me to Zuma.

Let me speak to Po.

Blade. Blade! My void is wild.

I found my lucky sandal
I lost like, 18 years ago.

Hey.

Mastodon can do this. I've seen his power.

I-It's not that. It's...

I-I would feel a lot better
riding into battle next to you.

I'm still right there with you.
Me and my lucky sandal.

We can't lo...

Yeah, yeah. Let's do this.

Ready?

Advance!

We're here for
the Tianshang Weapons, Zuma.

There doesn't have to be a fight.

Um, I don't know
what you're talking about?

You've stolen enough from these people.

Hand over the weapons
or we will take them from you.

- What are they talking about?
- Wh-What, uh...

I don't get it.

Mm, Pax?
Take care of them, would ya?

Defend your city.

Carve a path to Zuma.

We must get Master Mastodon
to that Storm Wheel.

Onward!

Lightning strike of Doom!

Hey! I'm not bad at this!

Well, you're not great either.

I'm really very pleasant
when you get to know me.

Wait. You saved us?
Aren't you the bad guys?

No. We're just trying to get
the magic weapons.

Magic weapons?

Huh?

- Uh...
- Oh...

People of Tikal.

Have no fear, your Protector is here.

Is that Zuma?

Is she flying?

Zuma's the Protector?

That's right.

I have been your Protector all along,

and now I will protect you
from these invaders.

Ready yourselves.

Zuma did that?

Oh no!

Huh. Rubber. It really worked.

Never underestimate a bunch
of nerds with a full pot of hot cocoa.

What? Wh-Wh... How did you do that?

No one may use my wheels.

Got your back.

I have this under control.

Why is she doing this?

She's a monster.

Seriously?

After all I've done for you people.

Without me, you'd have nothing!

And if I can't have it, nobody can.

What is she doing?

She's gonna drop the pyramid on us.

Wait, no! What are you doing here?

Zuma's gonna destroy the whole city.
We gotta stop her.

Do your lightning stuff.

The plan failed, Po.

I suppose a part of me
always knew this would be the end.

Hold my soup.

Welcome back.

How did you know it was me?

Noodle smell. Now, jump.

Wow. Freaky scorpion tail.

Do you, uh, need a hand?

Let's get us a Storm Wheel.

Look out!

That thing's not going to stay up forever.

A mass that size
currently from the terminal velocity...

Oh no. We have to evacuate the city.

Now!

Oh no.

No.

Oh, Po.

You can still stop this, Zuma.

You know,
your accent really comes and goes.

I've heard the stories
of all the people you helped.

I know you care about them.
You are the Protector!

And you still can be, but not like this.

It's too late.

No!

Did... we just die?

But we didn't get the weapons.

Everyone's gonna get squashed
once she drops that pyramid.

Oh!

Uh, son?

Oh! Oh no!

My Po.

Oh no!

No.

It's his fault. He wouldn't let go.

Wh-What are they doing?

They're not giving up.

Wait, what?

Ah.

The Tianshang Weapons were made
to trap the souls of those they defeated,

like the army we fought
thousands of years ago.

We're gonna be trapped in that Storm Wheel
with a bunch of angry old people forever?

Po...

Not we.

The weapons only require one soul,
and right now, there are two in your body.

Only one of us has to go.

You have the storm powers.
You're our best shot.

You brought these people together.

Mortal enemies, weaklings, fools, perhaps,

but you see the best in them,

as you have in me.

My team broke the world,

but now I see your team must fix it.

And when you do,

when you destroy those weapons,

I may finally rest.

Master Mastodon...

No!

Ursa Major!

What?

Son?

I'm alive.

I love you guys so much,

and we absolutely
have to talk about this later...

We're all gonna die!

You can fly, idiot.

Well, my hands are too scared to let go.

Last time any of us use these things,
for real this time.

Uh, h-how did you...

The Storm Wheel needed a soul,

and Master Mastodon gave his
so we could have another shot.

Woohoo!

I'm the victim here!

They're all bullying me.

Oops! One sec.

Dang it. Come on, for real?

- I couldn't believe it.
- I can't believe we made it.

What will you do
now that Zuma's no longer in charge?

Well, we'll find the right person to lead.

Someone who puts
all people before themselves.

We want Pelpel.

He has a plan for everything!

Me?

You can go back to making toys
now the fighting's over.

Hmm. Yeah...

And you're sailing to England?

Gotta see if Alfie destroyed that wheel,

and hopefully turn these into pudding.

- Uh, am I using that term right?
- Not at all.

Yeah. I'm totally ready for England.

Alfie always talked about
the fog, the rain, the ground.

Almost like I could see it.

Did you want to come with us?

I already made an indestructible trunk
to transport the weapons! Yes, yes please.

Oh great. The weird one's coming.

We'll take it from here,
Master Mastodon.

Now it's just a straight shot to England.

I feel like
the hard part's behind us, right?

Count on it.