DuckTales

20 points!

Yeah! I mean, whoops! I'm sorry, Lena.

Oh. Heh, it's fine.

Minus five points because Lena's a good guy now.

Yeah!

Minus a million because she's the best guy now!

Thanks for helping me set this up.

Of course! We've got everything needed for a sleepover.

Sleeping bags, board games, snacks...

Self-defense weapons, all manner of booby trap.

And a bodyguard at the door!

Nothing weird is going to happen at this slumber party!

Yup, just a totally normal

friend-aversary celebration!

Webby, we met one year ago today... I think.

Time loses all meaning in the infinite night of the Shadow Realm.

You are a wordsmith.

Ooh!

Aw, you can't be tired yet.

Sorry, I stayed up all night making friendship bracelets!

Is this a prank or something? Why you being so nice?

Can't I do something nice for my friends?

Not everything I say is sarcastic and mean.

You literally sound like that now.

That's just my voice! I can't help it!

Ahh!

I've found it's clearer to convey no emotion whatsoever.

Listen, I'm new to this whole "good guy" thing

and I just want to get it right.

Lena, you're the living shadow of Magica De Spell,

Scrooge's greatest enemy, and you still turned out good.

That makes you extra-super-good, right?

Math checks out.

You don't have to prove anything to us.

This is gonna be the best party ever!

Let's eat pure sugar!

*DUCKTALES (2017)* Season 02 Episode 19 Title: "A Nightmare on Killmotor Hill!"

Boy this sure has been a friend-adversary thingy.

You know who my best friend is?

Me.

Sleep.

Come on, even Beakley fell asleep.

I think?

It's a spy thing. And yeah, it might be sleepy time.

Sleep? N-no way!

It's only 4 a.m.! That's so early!

Judging from your sunken eyes,

elevated heart rate, and irritability...

You're irritability!

I'd say your suffering from a serious lack of sleep.

Uh, yeah! Because I've been planning so many exciting activities for this party!

I'll be surprised if we ever sleep again.

I'm gonna go splash some cold water on my face

so we can party even harder! Ha-ha!

Yay.

It's fine... everything's fine.

Like Webby said, I don't have to prove anything.

I'm a good guy now.

Bad dreams can't hurt you.

Lena?

Do you need, um, you-know-what paper?

- Lena? - I'm fine!

Just being normal!

So! What did everyone decide on for our next party game?

Sometimes slumber parties are about getting an extra good sleep

because you're surrounded by friends.

It's okay. I know your secret.

- You do? - I used to be scared of the dark, too.

But I've got glowy stars on the ceiling!

I'm sorry, where are we?

Facing certain death with my friends on a desert island?

I've dreamt of this moment!

First, find food!

Then we figure out who kidnapped us and contact the outside world!

That's... weird.

Okay, I'm calling Uncle Scrooge.

Uhh... It's, uhh...

Uh, why can't I remember?

Why are you dialing a banana?

What?

You are the chosen one, Webbigail!

Are you ready to enter my Extremely Extreme obstacle course?

Ohh, it's happening!

- Yes... - No!

How do we get off this island! Ooh, that's easy.

Go past the acid rainbow waterfall,

take a left at the glitter quicksand pit,

and then stroll through poison flower field.

This is like all my wildest dreams smushed together!

Dreams?! No. No. No.

Maybe Scrooge is testing us?

Maybe the plane is crashed nearby.

Or we're in a lucid shared dream state manifested by your magic.

Oh, like her thing made any more sense? Observe.

Extreme sleep deprivation could upset your magical aura.

Have you been having bad dreams?

Yeah. All week.

I thought a slumber party would help me stay up,

not pull you into my freaky shadow problems... again.

Lena, we all know you're magic. And that's great!

We want to be in on your freaky problems!

No more secrets, okay?

Okay. No more secrets.

I'll get us out of here. Wake up!

It's bad enough waking a sleepwalker.

Who knows what waking a dreamwalker could do?

I concur. It's best if we stay in the dream until Lena wakes naturally.

A party in a dream? Best friend-aversary ever!

Let's fly... because we can!

I hate walking!

Lena! You coming?

Uh, I'll just follow you on foot.

Look up in the sky, it's me!

Wait, if nobody is around to dream me into existence, don't I...

This is good. Everyone is having fun.

I probably grew horrible bat-monster wings because of very non-evil reasons.

Oh! Ohh!

I ate a bug!

Eww, Webby, why is there a school in your dream?

That's not Webby's dream.

Whoa. Nice hair.

Thanks! It's alive!

Oh!

This is Dewey High!

Oops.

That's okay. Dewey High's got basketballs on tap!

This is my favorite dream.

Whoo! Dewey! You're the best, man!

Ha-ha, okay, I know it.

Uh, what's that?

I think it's supposed to be my romantic interest?

But I'm too threatened by that concept so it never takes shape.

Dewey. Let's sing a dew-ette!

Here are my singing rivals!

Humph.

They are so self-absorbed.

Here's a giant poster of me!

This is in all of my dreams.

I'm, like, cradled by a moon made of my own tears.

Who knows what that's about?

I have some theories.

And this is my mascot, Dewey Dude!

Go! Go! Go! Go! Now watch us! Us! Us! We're doing it!

That guy is the best.

And over here is one of

- a gajillion trophy cases. - Lena..

Aah!

Miss me?

It's time for my big dance number!

- Oh, why did you do that?! - It was an accident!

You ruined my big dance!

And we'll never get the hallway dry in time for the 11:30 number!

Come on, Dewey, none of us feel like dancing.

Maybe we should move on to the next dream?

Yeah, I just failed a class in something called "Dew-ology".

Well, I'm the class vali-Dew-ctorian

A-plus-plus-plus-plus-plus.

I gotta get out of here.

With enough focus, we should be able to determine where we go next.