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Whoo-hoo-hoo!
Whoo! Whoo-hoo-hoo!
Annyong!
Whoo-hoo! Hoo-hoo!
Hey, bear dude, sorry to drop in like that.
Oh, hey...brother.
Whoa. Jermaine?!
We must be dreaming at the same time again.
Yeah.
I was just hanging with a couple of ladies outside...
or a couple of the same lady...
then bam!
Skyboxed!
Ugh.
Jake, I'm here to work.
I got to keep everything where it should be.
So, uh...how are you and Finn doing?
Whoop! Ah!
Uh...
Epsilon, Eucradies, Dernesto...
Jermaine?
You okay, man?
No, no, I'm -- I'm fine.
Everything's fine.
Oh.
Epsilon, Eucradies... Dernesto...
Hey, listen, um, maybe we should get together in the awake world?
You know, meet in Meatspace?
Uh, yeah. Sounds great.
See you later.
In the dream, Jermaine was wearing a bear suit.
I wonder what that symbolizes.
Maybe it means Jermaine needs us to visit.
It has been a while.
Workout time!
You want the can or the cup?
I like the can.
Hmm. I'd hate it if my kids didn't ever see each other...
Or if Viola shoved Jake Jr. down a dream hole.
I don't know.
Jermaine's always been kind of a dream hole.
Whoa.
We're all getting older.
We should go see him now, or we might regret it.
Eh. It's not a great time just this minute.
Trying to figure this deal out.
Whoa!
Okay. Let's go see Jermaine.
There's a lot more demons here than I remember.
Huh. Yeah.
The only constant is change, bro.
I want my yoyo!
Yo yo!
That's rude, dude!
Give back my cup!
Huh?
Bring me my cup, or I'll skull cup you!
Yipe!
Jake!
Whoa!
Oh, you guys really came.
Quick! Get behind the salt barrier!
They can't cross the circle.
It's made from dad's old shaman-blessed,
sage-infused salt.
Return my cup!
Return my cup! Stop poking me!
Knock it off, guys.
Just get in the house.
You guys can chill here till morning when the demons thin out a little.
Whoo!
Oh, Finn --
Oh, no!
Instant regret!
Whoo! My house! My house!
Instant regret!
Whoo!
Remember, Jermaine?!
We did this when we wanted to make room for dessert!
I don't care about that memory.
What?
Whoa -- ohh!
Dang! My back!
Come on!
This ain't the tree house, man!
I got systems!
Hey, Jermaine, this thing is rad--
Whoa!
Okay! No more sleepover!
Oh, no! Don't -- don’t kick us out!
Go do your Gaucho Marks slapstick with them
goofballs in the woods.
I got a responsibility to all this booty in here --
staves, medallions, cups, goblets, dormant jinn,
grimoires, hard drives...
all this random valuable booty, okay?
Oh, shoot.
I got to run this beast.
"Open, ya Sissy!"
Yeah, flip the tape, I know.
"Good times." Right.
Hey! I'm Booboo Sousa!
You want to be friends?
We been friends, Booboo.
You're slippin', Jerm.
No, I'm not.
You're gonna miss that alarm one day,
and I'm gonna eat you from the bottom up so you can
watch me while I eat you.
Then, in my triumph, I will retrieve the poster
your Dad stole from me!
Bryce, I put the poster right there.
You're still mad about that?
How dare you use tacks on my poster!
You're gonna get it, man!
You know, Bryce, I would've let you and your poster go years
ago if you'd stop it with all that "From the bottom up" talk.
You would?
Yeah, man.
I don't want to flip that tape all day!
That's you and Joshua beef
'cause you wouldn't stop breaking in for that poster.
Well, come on, man.
Let's be bros.
No way, you psycho.
I ain't never gonna trust you after all that stuff you said.
I'm gonna taste that dog carne asada, you hear?!
You're never gonna taste my carne asada, Bryce.
Dude, you can't live like this!
Yeah, you got a plan "B" for Bryce or what?
I don't need a plan
I'm responsible.
You guys want fried rice or something?
I can make fried rice.
No, Jermaine.
We'll make you fried rice.
Okay. Just don't break any more junk.
That's our parents' valuable artifacts, you knuckleheads.
I'm gonna white-knuckle you, Jermaine!
You'll see!
Whoo-hoo!
I never even made fried rice before!
Get the plates.
Whoosh!
D-u-u-ump! Pre-sen-tation.
Good plating.
Sorry I only have one chair.
To brothers!
To brothers!
It doesn't have to be weird, you guys!
What's that sound?
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