Oh!
Ahhhh!
♪
Ahhhh!
♪
Counterfeit Cat!
♪
Zapapap!
You getting any of them, Max?
Ahhh! Don't like it!
Want to go home!
It's just a game.
Games are no good for anybody or anything!
It's been scientifically proven!
Plus... I look so weird and round!
I designed us like this.
Cool, right?
♪
Hurry, Max!
You've got to start shooting!
Not at me!
At them!
I want to go home!
Max...!
Max?
Where'd you go?!
Ah. Much better this way.
Flatter... and alive.
Ugh!
We were totally close to levelling up.
Get back in! Quick!
No way!
Oh, you don't know what you're missing!
♪
♪ I'm so alone
♪ And I'm feeling so... lonely ♪
♪ Alone, alone, alone
♪ I'm so alone
♪ I'm so alone, yeah, yeah
♪ I'm so alone ♪
♪ I feel so alone, yeah
Congratulations, Gark!
You've turned into cheese!
Come on!
Pew, pew, pew-pew!
Destroy!
Pew, boom-boom, pew-pew!
Pew!
No more!
What's going...
...on?!
Max?
Sorry.
Hey! What happened to my players?
Where'd they go?
His video game isn't working either!
Yeah. Bummer.
On the other hand...
where are we?!
Whuh?! Uh...
How'd you get out of there?!
I'll handle this.
Hi!
I'm Gark!
Hi! I'm Mark!
Gark... and Mark!
But I was just playing with you guys in the...
You're me.
I mean, my avatar!
I made you!
Wow!
Thanks!
Uh, you didn't make us, pal.
We're totally real!
Watch.
Doink!
See? Real!
Plus I hate to point out the obvious,
but, if Gark is you, then where am I?
Mark, are you still playing with
your transistor box thingy?
Dax, you've got to see this!
"Dax"? Uh oh.
Hey, I ran into Glanceford, and...
Who, or rather "what", are those?!
Hi! We're Max and Gark!
We're Dax and Mark.
Uh, Mark, how did they get out of the game?!
Don't be so grumpy, Dax.
We have new friends!
Friends? They're not even real.
We're real.
Maybe it's you two who aren't real.
Doink!
Real enough for you?
At least we're not all jaggedy-edged like you!
No offense.
At least we're not all weird and smoothed-edged.
No offense.
Max! I get it!
When we came out of the game, we went backwards
to more primitive video technology -
just like our world is less advanced
than the one in my game!
Oh, is that all?
Yeah, that happens every day, Dax.
Sorry, mate.
Anyway, we'll just hop in the old monitor here
and head on back.
What are you doing, you loony?
"Loony"? If you recall, I'm you, so...
nyah!
I want to go home!
I don't think you can.
Yay! We get to hang out and be friends!
♪
Can you believe him?
Oh, sure. I have to deal with Mark
all the time, and... What am I saying?!
Mark, fix this.
Yeah, come on, Mark!
Don't yell at Mark. It's not his fault.
Thanks, Gark.
Sure thing, Mark.
Ugh. Just send them back into the game.
Me, I'm snacky.
Well, if you're snacky,
that means your avatar must be snacky!
Mmm!
Ouch!
Bit pointy around the edges, but, uh... delicious!
- Mmm! Ouch! - Mmm! Ouch!
Mmm! Ouch!
Mmm!
Ouch!
So... what are we going to do now, Dax?
You're going to go home.
All fixed and ready, Dax.
I'm going to miss you, Gark.
I'm going to miss you, too, Mark!
Oh. Let me try.
Uh, Gark...
...you're going to break...
Mark!
Oops!
Jinx!
I want to go home!
This isn't fun!
Hi! I'm Gark!
This is Mark!
Spark, what did you do?!
I didn't do anything, Quax!
Whoa! You guys are fancy-looking!
We're from advanced technology...
but you're cool, too!
Let's be friends!
Jinx!
Gark, Mark, Spark... Max, Dax, Quax...
Fantastic!
Now how are we supposed to get out of here?
Somebody break something.
Ack! Nobody move!
One more "Bzzt!" and we'll end up
going back before video games even existed!
Good grief, homies!
Betty?!
Nettie?!
Edith?!
I know not of these names!
Now listen. I am your creator,
and I require that you, um...
have a battle or something!
QUAX, MAX, DAX: Why?
Jinx!
Because otherwise
it's all totally boring!
And if we don't?
Then I pull the plug,
and the bitter, freezing winds of nonexistence
shall thrash you and hurl you
into the vast chasm of nothingness!
Let's play "Arks versus Axes"!
Arks on one side...
Axes on the other!
So now what?
Game on!
Hey!
Where are my Axes?
Target located!
Weapon activated!
Fire!
Ugh!
Max! Over here!
Where's Quax?
Over here.
Hey! Betty-Nettie-Edith!
Where are our goo thingies?!
Yeah! How come we don't get any?
There are orbs on the top of
the Tower of Turpitude!
♪
Whoever gets them first wins!
That's not fair!
Arks, to the Tower of Turpitude!
Axes, to the Tower of Turpitude.
♪
Who are you?!
Lax.
Hmph! Don't know why I asked.
♪
How do we get across?
Arks, fire your orbs!
Axes, duck!
Yeah!
Prepare to be destroyed!
Arks rule!
Jinx!
So dark and bottomless!
I've got this one, fellow Axes.
That tickles.
Axes, jump.
Jump like this!
Woohoo!
So high and endless!
We can't give up now!
Axes, follow me!
Thrax... Wax...
Quax! Quax!
Hey!
I don't have any hands!
So just...
I don't know, stand there and pretend you're
a tree trunk or something!
Max! Max! Max!
Yeah, yeah, okay. I get it.
I'm coming, Quax!
Uh, Arks!
Whoa!
Ow!
Nearly! Whoa!
Close! Losers! Oof!
Ow! You're never gonna get me!
Ack! Whoa!
Woohoo!
Oof! Ugh.
Woohoo! Ha!
There will be no Ax left behind!
Yeah!
Thanks, Max.
No time for pleasantries!
To the orbs!
Max!
Hi, Max!
Bet you can't get me!
Got me!
What? Wait!
What are you laughing about?
I got you!
Yeahhh!
This is fun!
Nope.
Whew. What happened?
Pretty lame game, if you ask me.
Weird.
Jinx!
Birthday!
The one day of the year I'm a morning person!
Surprise, Maxxie-poo!
Happy birthday, Mister Fluffybottom!
I made your favorite cupcake!
She almost had me, Gark!
Almost.
Where's the real party? Hmm? Hmm?
You know I'm looking, but I don't see
throngs of wellwishers!
I made you this.
I've collected your furballs for months!
Yeah, yeah. That's, uh...
That's a gift.
Technically.
I wonder what Betty got me!
♪ Ukeleles! ♪
♪
What's wrong, Max?
Nothing! It's not like I want
a huge celebration on my birthday!
Good. I'll let you nap.
That's sarcasm?
When you say the opposite of what you mean?
Ohhh!
We don't have that.
Try it again.
"Max, what's wrong?"
Make the sarcasm.
Nothing's wrong! I don't want
a huge celebration on my birthday!
You do want that!
I'll throw you a birthday ceremony
like back home!
One birthday celebration Gark-style, coming up!
Oh, great! I like that!
Oh. I meant that.
I don't know why I said it sarcastically.
Sorry!
Back home, on birthdays,
we stand in the energy orb!
I brought it up from my ship.
Go on. It's safe.
Why... ...does it...
...hurt...
...so much?
Oh, right! You're carbon-based!
What wonderful surprise is next?
Dance on my broken, burnt body?
Shave my fur?
Course not!
What, then? What could possibly
make this a worse birthday?
Well, at least you don't have the Flarshaman!
Flarshaman? What's that?
I didn't say Flarshaman.
You said it again!
I knew you'd been holding out on me!
Flarshaman now!
How do I get him?
To summon the Flarshaman,
you burrow a deep trench in solid rock.
You shed your skin into it, and
the dreaded She-Beast of Borglangle comes for you.
You defeat her, then use her pelt as paper to
write a letter to your newborn self,
then time-travel and give it to yourself,
then say "Flarshaman" three times.
Or, if you're in a hurry, just do the last part.
Flarshaman, Flarshaman, Flarshaman!
Oh, no.
Happy birthday!
Who's the birthday boy?
Who gets birthday toys?
Who loves treats of all shapes and sizes?
Who likes birthdays full of Flarshaman surprises?
I believe I do, sir.
Please go easy on my Earth friend.
No way!
I want the full birthday treatment I deserve!
All your silly-tiffer-tastic desires I have in store!
I'll give you everything you want!
And so much more.
And more?
Ooh! I like that!
But not too much more.
Hey, leave it to the Flarshaman!
Off we go to Planet Birthday!
♪
And, to begin your celebration, you shall partake
in a most impressive birthday cake!
Cake! I like it!
Bring it on!
♪ Hope you're hungry! ♪
Finally, a cake worthy of me!
Look out, Max!
Max! No!
Now that's a birthday cake!
Glad the cake is to your delight.
You have to eat every bite.
Yeah, of course. I mean, it's my birthday cake.
No, I mean all of it. No one will help you.
Yeah, yeah. I heard you, Flarshy.
Now, I'll need some scaffolding.
Is your beard cotton candy?
Mm-hmm.
Done!
Thanks, Flarshy!
You really pushed my cake-eating limits.
That was supposed to work differently.
What's next?
I can take whatever you got.
Presents.
Since your craving for gifts is excessive indeed,
my special pinata is precisely your need.
Smash hard, smash true,
and all the gifts you wish for
shall rain upon you!
Please, Mister Flarshaman!
You can't make my friend face this beast!
No, Gark, no.
I can do this.
I'll do it!
For the presents.
I'll do it!
For myself.
Do not allow your hopes to be lifted.
No one lasts against that pinata long enough
for its gifts to be gifted!
I'm coming, Max!
No helping!
Whoa! Whoa-ho-ho!
Max!
Gark, what are you trying to do?
Oh!
Happy birthday to me!
My pinata!
Aww, Flarshaman, you shouldn't have.
And so nicely wrapped, too!
I see you can't be taught a lesson, pal.
So now...
you'll feel the wrath of Sal!
Ow! Ow!
Let's go again!
I'm not sure, Max.
We all have to do what I want!
It's my birthday!
I guess you know this means war!
I'll give you more and more and more!
Ooh! I'm so very, very scared!
What's a birthday without balloons?
Hey! Let my friend go!
Best... birthday... ever!
Woohoo!
Fine! You win!
At least today you win.
We'll see about tomorrow.
Yes! I win! I...
Hang on. Tomorrow?
Oh, didn't you know what you have in store?
Every day is your birthday now!
Woohoo!
Max, no!
You'll be stuck here forever!
What about me?
What about Betty?
♪
Please, Mister Flarshaman!
Don't hurt my Earth friend!
I'll tell you what.
I'll make it no longer your birthday...
forever!
What?!
It's up to you, Max.
It's either birthdays like this forever...
or never.
I just want to be with my family.
Wave your magic birthday candle or whatever
and make it my birthday never.
There's no birthday candle to make that start.
The magic of your birthday...
...is in my heart?
No, it's in a small organ near the gallbladder.
Now, Max, are you sure?
It's not too late to put it back.
Um...
Okay, now it's too late.
You know all that birthday stuff
you and Betty did for me?
That's what really brings me glee.
Yay!
Sorry you don't get any more birthdays.
And sorry the Flarshaman
didn't let you keep a gift.
Oh, he gave me something, yes,
but it's left me pretty miffed.
Max, I think you can't stop rhyming!
And my anger has really started climbing.
You have to make a rhyme
with everything that's said!
Yes! Now would you please drop an anvil on my head?
I think this will be fun!
And that is how the Flarshaman won!