Wander Over Yonder

Thank grop, they have an orbble pump.

I thought we were gonna have to hoof it forever.

Whew!

Y'all teed up? Produce the juice.

This might take a while.

Hey, buddy, could you run in and grab me a drink?

I could use a thunder blazz right about now.

You got it. One Thunder Blazz coming right up.

Sylvia, I am honored you have chosen me

to requisition this refreshment for you, and I will not let you down.

He's taking all the Thunder Blazz.

Ahem.

Sorry. After you.

Never hurts to help.

Phew.

Never hurts to help.

No more Thunder Blazz.

That's fine. I'll get Sylvia something just as good.

Yeah, it just needs to be fizzy,

refreshing, and totally blorped. Got it!

"Fizzy, but not refreshing or totally blorped."

"Refreshing but not fizzy, and only somewhat blorped."

"Totally blorped!... and fuzzy and refracting"?

"Flatulent, refruzzled, and terminally blarped."

"Fraudulent, reflarzled, and eternally blorked."

"Frembulous, regargled, and essentially zonked."

"Mid-grade industrial rocket fuel, not for consumption"?!

Oh. Bottles, bottles everywhere,

but no Thunder Blazz to drink!

- Oops. Watch out for that mat. - Oh, why, thank you.

- Oh, why, thank you. - Never hurts to help.

- Yeah? - Excuse me, fine sir,

but I came here looking for a bottle of Thunder Blazz for my heat-stricken

friend out there but then, I held the door for a very long man

while another man took all but the last bottle that was taken by the long man,

then I tried to find a replacement but couldn't.

Can you please use your considerable expertise to help me find

a similar beverage that might be perfect for my parched pal?

I don't know, man. Fountain drinks.

Yes! Of course!

You are so good at your job.

Fizzy fruit punch. Refreshing raspberry.

Totally blorped blorpberry! Yes!!

Is it okay if I mix some of these together,

or is that frowned upon in this fine establishment?

- Yeah, man, it's fine. - Are you sure?

Don't make a special exception for me.

Yes, everybody does it, okay?

Perfect. That's a fine approximation of Thunder Blazz

if I do say so myself.

Careful of the mat. Ah, you got it. Nice work!

One fountain beverage reminiscent of Thunder Blazz, please.

1.99.

You're a penny short.

It's okay, man. Just take one from the dish.

No, I can't.

What if somebody else needs those coins more than me...

like a mother buying medicine for a baby,

or a grandmother buying a cane she needs to walk,

or a man buying a boat so he can take the boat

to an island to rescue his lost love?

What if they need those pennies?!

- We don't sell any of those things. - I'll be right back.

Did anybody lose a penny?

Hey, you found my penny! Thanks.

Yay, penny!

Did anyone else...

Did any of the rest of you fine folks lose a penny?

Oh, sorry, sorry.

One Thunder Blazz-esque drink, please.

You still want it or what?

Never... hurts to help.

Look, man, I'm goin' on break,

so you take some time to figure out... all this.

Quickly, cashier, I need to purchase this purple jelly,

this length of hose, and these chili pepper refrigerator magnets.

- It's an emergency! - I'm sorry, sir. I'm not actually...

What part of "emergency" don't you understand?!

I need your help!

Let's do this.

And here is your change.

- Keep it! - Watch out for the mat.

Two dollars! That's... that's blazz-buyin' money.

It never hurts to help!

Oh, sorry, sorry.

I know what's gonna happen. I'm gonna turn around,

there's gonna be another huge line,

and something's gonna happen

that keeps me from getting Sylvia

her Thunder Blazz-esque drink.

Oh, no! The mat!

You gonna help clean that up?

Huh, a bottle of Thunder Blazz.

A bottle of Thunder Blazz!

Money, drink, now, please!

1.99.

Oh, honey, I know.

You were gonna pay for it all by yourself.

Finally. I kinda thought you were gonna rob the place.

- Oh, my. Are you sure? - Never hurts to help.

Hey, buddy, how's it goin'? You were in there forever.

I failed you, Sylvia! I'm just a big ol' failure McFailureson.

I tried so hard to get you a Thunder Blazz,

but every time I almost...

Uh, thank you.

- She thought you looked thirsty. - Never hurts to help.

- Hm, nice kid. - Yeah, she sure is.

Oh, by the way,

we have, like, five more hours left on this thing.

Really? Great, 'cause I got a mat to nail down!

Come on, the suspense is killin' me, Wander. What's the surprise?

Well, it took some doin', but Sylvia the Zbornak,

I'm about to make one of your biggest dreams come true!

You're gonna bury me in jellyfish pie

- and let me eat my way out? - No. Look!

Dum-da-da-da!

Ladies and race fans,

welcome to the 500th annual...

Once a year, the planets of this galaxy

align to form the deadliest race course in the universe.

Only the bravest racers dare face

the insane-est race in outer space!

Oh, Wander, you have no idea what you've done.

I knew you'd like it, 'cause I remember you tellin' me

that, back in the day, you used to race in

the Galactic Conjunction 6000!

And it was your dream to finally win it.

- But you never did, 'cause... - I ain't got what it takes.

You ain't got what it takes. Well...

to that, I say.

Your dream awaits you, my fast but unfulfilled friend.

You just have to take the first step.

Oh, this is bad, Wander. This is real bad.

I don't do well at these things.

You'll do great. You're so fast and strong.

That's not what I mean.

I know I'm fast, I know I'm strong.

I also know that I'm...

Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.

Oh, no.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.

Heh, look who's back in the race this year, Stok.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.

Harvax, nice to see you. How have you been?

- This is just a mistake. I'm not... - Gonna win. I know.