01x07 - Episode 7

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This is the fortress of our next target!
Thumbo!

The striker of coins.

Judging by his house, this guy
dœsn't sit around twiddling his thumbs!

- Get it?
- And...

He surely has top-notch security.

I suggest a carefully crafted
break-in plan, focusing on: Discretion!

What the hell are you doing?!

Oh, it's you?

Well, come on in. I'll put on some tea.

Okay, uh... Let's go inside.

Please, take a seat...

Don't mind the mess.

So...

Sorry, I don't know
what's gotten into me lately.

I just don't feel like fighting.

Besides, accounting, numbers,
it's not really my thing.

Actually, I've always dreamed
of doing a job more focused on others.

What are we waiting for?
Do we kick his a*s or not?

No, no, wait, he seems fragile.
We could make him our ally.

What? Make a pact with the enemy?
Are you nuts?

We've taken out two of his siblings!

My siblings! Oh, I don't blame you...

Between us, I've always opposed them!

Get it?

Good one!

Don't you get it?

- You call that a joke?
- Some sugar?

- Sure!
- No!

Oh my! I can sense
a little tension between you, no?

- No!
- Yeah.

- Wha...
- Uh! Well it seems there is.

You know,
if you two can't work as a team,

you can kiss your little prophecy
goodbye.

Because at the castle,
you'll find Middelus.

And he does burpees every morning!

Alright, let's try to sort this out
with a little talking stick!

What do you say?

I'd rather die.

Well, uh...

What? What's gotten into you,
Supposito?

But, he's not wrong.
We'll never succeed if we never agree.

Agree on what?
I'm the chosen one, so I make the calls!

Seems like you have something to say.

Go ahead. We're listening.

Yes.

Interesting.

- Come on!
- No.

- I see.
- But I didn't say anything!

And your silence speaks volumes.

- Huh? Whatever!
- And you, Miss?

Tell me about your quest.

Uh...

The stick.

Well... I can tell you
that if I didn't have faith,

then I'd have given up long ago
with a Chosen One like him!

Excuse me?

No, no. You don't have the stick.

- But, I...
- There! That's just typical!

He's always interrupting.

And do you ever laugh at his jokes?

- Never.
- What?

- First, who sets the alarm clock? Me.
- Fine...

Then, who deals
with yesterday's clothes? Me.

Breakfast, who makes that?
Me again.

Then I take care of the map.

I have to make a snack,
and then our meals. It's infernal!

I can't put up with this guy.

And then when it comes to wiping,
it's a real workout.

The guy can't even wipe himself!

Uh, excuse me.
Could you stop clicking your pen?

Misophonia, I'll write that down.

What? No, don't write that down.

... taking care of everything,
all the time!

I pack his bag, his snack,
then I have to fill out the quest log.

You never let me write in it!

Because your spelling is so bad!

Dammit! It's not my fault
I'm dyscleksyk!

Please, let her finish.

See that? It's never his fault.

- I can't go on.
- A huge mental load!

A huge mental load?

Wow... I've never seen
such a violent reaction.

Something tells me this must be
something to do with your mother.

My mother...

I wish I could remember my mother.

Because...

when you don't know where you come from,

well, you don't know where to go!

- Oh, Flame Face...
- Don't touch me!

I'm going to the john.
I want to piss.

- Hey, wait...
- No! Let him go.

There.

That's what
your mental load thinks! Yeah.

Huh?

Oh sh*t...

- Sorry.
- That's quite alright.

You know, your Chosen One,
he needs to feel that you trust him!

Otherwise,
he'll never be able to fly solo.

Like a little birdy.

I'd never thought of it like that
before. Thank you.

Oh, it's nothing.

After all...
The pen is mightier than the sword!

Oh no! It's a trap.

Yes, it was a trap!

My eyes, my eyes!
I can't see a thing!

So. Who was right?

Yes, fine. Sorry! You were right.

Hey! Don't touch that!

I'm going to use
your own weapon against you.

No! You can't! What about
doctor-patient confidentiality?

"I've always envied Middelus,
and his super sexy abs!"

Stop that right now!

Awesome. Come on, my turn!

Uh, but... You can't read very well.

He'll never be able to fly solo.

Okay. Fine.

Right... "My brother Ringalus

"always thought I was "wired"?"

Uh, "weird".

"I hate Pinkyus. He's the one the King
always calls: "my little finger"."

"Oh, sister Indexa, you are
so beautiful! One day I'll marry you!"

"In the end,
I hope the prophecy is true.

"That way, my siblings will all die!"

I underestimated
the strength of your duo.

You surely deserve a little...
"Thumbs-up"!

Thank you...

Partner.

Thank you, Chosen One.

Now, let's get back to our adventure...
Hand in hand...

- You laughed at my joke!
- No way!

Admit it! You're such a liar.

Me? A liar? Yeah right!

But I'm sure they're gonna love your
terrible jokes at the royal barracks.

We'll see.