♪♪
♪ It's gonna get a little weird ♪
♪ Gonna get a little wild ♪
♪ I ain't from 'round here ♪
♪ I'm from another dimension ♪
♪ Gonna get a little weird ♪
♪ Gonna have a good time ♪
♪ I ain't from 'round here ♪
♪ I'm from another, woo-hoo ♪
♪ Yeh-heah ♪
♪ I'm talking rainbows ♪
♪ I'm talking puppies ♪
♪ Pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ It's gonna get a little weird ♪
♪ Gonna get a little wild ♪
♪ I ain't from 'round here ♪
♪ I'm from another dimension ♪
Whoa! Oh, hey, guys.
We're gonna miss you, dude.
Come on, Marco, can't you stay a little longer?
Love to, but Earth's calling.
All right then, see ya on the flip, Marco.
Whoa!!
Uh, well, I guess this is good-bye.
And what a pleasure it's been.
This place won't be the same without you, my lad.
But before you go,
there's something I want to give you
for all you've done for our kingdom.
Squire! Ahem.
Ta-da!
Whoa! Cool.
Ha ha, you're like a real live knight now.
Look at you, my boy.
In fact, if you ever want to be a knight one day,
give me a call.
Wow, thanks, River.
Take care of yourself back on Earth.
Thanks.
I guess this is it.
Well, bye.
Wait, Marco.
I need a longer good-bye than that.
Me, too.
Well, bye.
Again.
Bye.
What... oh, you're going to the portal.
That's this way.
- Uh... - Oh...
Well, bye.
Bye.
- Okay, Marco. - Right.
Oh, and can you let me know if you see my hoodie anywhere?
I told you I haven't seen it,
but if I find it, I will send it to you.
Okay, cool.
Thanks. Okay.
Bye.
I'm... going to my room.
But sweetie pie, your room's this way.
Uh, yeah, it's wherever I want it to be, Dad.
Sparkle glitter bomb expand.
Gross, Marco.
Smells like that time
we went on that dimensional school field trip!
Ugh. Gonna vomit.
And that smells like the one time we got Chinese food
after the double feature karate movie!
And that smells like the time
we tried to save the bounce lounge.
- Hey, girl! - Pony Head!
I heard what went down in your kingdom,
and so I rushed right over as soon as my hair was done.
You know I need to do that. Wait.
Are you hiding something from me?
No. This is me.
Totes normal.
You better not be keeping secrets from me.
Okay, fine. It's Marco's hoodie, okay?
Are you happy now?
Oooh!!
Darn it, that thing smells like feet.
I know, but it smells like Marco.
I know I should return it, but I really miss him,
and it's the only thing...
What the... hey, what are you doing?
I'm washing this stinky thing.
No!
Hey, girl, you need to get a grip.
No.
Where are you going?
To get that hoodie.
Yes? Ah, Princess Butterfly.
Hi, Lavabo.
I must apologize for your blue dress.
It will not be ready till Tuesday.
I don't care. I'm looking for a red hoodie.
A hoodie? Date and time you dropped it off.
Just now, but it was a total accident.
It's perfectly clean. I just need it back before it gets washed.
A clean hoodie? Not to worry.
You need the pick-up window.
Welcome to the pick-up window.
How may I be of assistance?
Red hoodie.
- Medium maybe.
Chain mail or metal plate?
Cotton. It's a hoodie.
- I don't know. I don't count.
There it is, right behind you.
Double stitch or single?
It's right behind you.
That should be enough information.
I'll file this and get back to you within 48 hours.
What?!
This is all your fault.
You're gonna thank me later,
once you come to your senses.
I am to my senses.
Good news. I have located your hoodie.
Unfortunately, it's filthy, and must be washed immediately.
What? No, no, no, no.
I told you, it doesn't need to be washed.
Don't bother yourself.
I'm sorry, princess, but I must bother myself.
It is my duty.
I will never forget the moment, as a young boy,
and I saw my papi meticulously making sure
the royals' linen stayed pure, noble, clean,
- and fresh! - Uh...
And I swore at that very day
that I would never let a garment go unwashed,
and I have kept that promise for over 40 years.
Therefore, I will make it my utmost priority
that this extremely soiled hoodie be washed!
Okay, well, that is unfortunate,
but now, let me tell you about this club I went to.
Glitter whale battering ram!
Girl, what are you doing?
Trying to get my hoodie back before Lavabo washes it.
Are you for real right now?
Piled river panda explosion!
Through muddled scent and stained shirt piles,
the dirt of yesterday shall not be the enemy of tomorrow.
By the order of the Wash,
this is my promise to my true kingdom.
Seriously?
You know, I'm surprised to say it,
- but personally, I really do admire this.
Star, just let this old dad do his job.
Yes, I must follow my duty.
Order and rules are always to be followed, without fail.
Okay, calm down though.
Everyone must always follow the rules
all the time, always, forever.
What? Okay, did you just tell my friend what to do forever?
We are getting back your weird red stink hoodie.
- We're getting it. - Wait, wait, wait.
- Two seconds ago, you were like-- - I'm aware of my actions,
and I'm so sorry for not always having your back,
and I hope we can move on and grow as the beautiful princesses we are.
I must uphold my oath.
No, no, no. He can't wash the hoodie!
Get back here, Lavabo.
- Oh! - Can't see anything!
I know. Let's split up.
MARCO: Good-bye forever, Star.
No, no, no, no.
No! Don't go!
I won't let you go.
Ay!
Lavabo!
No. Give me that hoodie!
Your Highness, I can't stress enough how badly
I am not going to do that.
Huppa!
Kitten Pegasus battle barrel!
Stop! You're not washing that hoodie!
Just give up.
As long as this body of mine is capable of moving,
I shall always move towards my duty.
Shimmer soap tentacle wave!
You're not moving towards anything anymore.
This is your last chance.
My entire life I have dedicated to my knight's oath.
This is something that cannot be bent or broken.
My brothers and sisters taught me that.
I cherish the moments we had together,
and hold onto them every day.
It has made me who I am,
and soon, I shall see them again.
Wait, what?
You thought I was gonna kill you over a hoodie?
Is that not what is going on here?
No. I was gonna maybe turn you into a duck,
or, like, boop you on the nose real hard.
But your eyes, they had the blood lust.
That's just 'cause...
Pony Head was right.
I really am messed up about Marco.
I mean, I spent all day chasing down a knight
who was just doing his weird job.
All because I thought that if I didn't have Marco's hoodie,
I wouldn't have any piece of him left,
which just isn't true.
I'll always have Marco. We'll always be friends.
- Do not worry.
I put it on a gentle cycle.
Miladies, the garment is clean,
and up to the standards of the Knights of the Wash.
Oh, wow. Now that is delightful.
Star, you should... Awww...
Aw, don't be pouty.
Eh.
Come over here.
Milady, please.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!
It still stinks like Marco!
What?! No, it does not.
I just sniffed it. Tell her it doesn't.
The hoodie is, in fact, clean.
What you are experiencing is the memory of a scent.
You don't need to hold on to stinky hoodies any more,
you know why?
'Cause, like, what we have learned
is that Earth Turd's scent
is like in your heart or whatever.
Thanks, Pony Head.
You got it, girl.
Hello?
All right! My hoodie!
Hey, kinda smells like Star.