TROLL: My liege, we graciously serve you the best dish in all the land...Mare Winningham!
BOSS: Good. Put her with the others. Our time draws near.
MARE: Who are you?! What do you want with me?! When my husband finds out about this, he'll punch your lights out! You won't get away with this!
BOSS: My dear, you seem preoccupied with me. Believe me when I say, I am not the one you need to be concerned with. Guards, put the bitch in the dungeon.
MEANWHILE...
KUSE: Well everyone, I know it'll be a little hard to understand, but this is my son! Turns out Box went into hiding so he could metamorphose in private, and I don't blame him one bit, because you're all voyeuristic bastards. Everyone say hello to Box!
BOX: Hi guys. Sorry if I caused you all any trouble. Dad told me that you've all been out looking for me, and for what it's worth, I really appreciate that. It's nice to have such a big, great family. I love all of you.
WAITERBOT:Metamorphosis?! What kind of fucked up uteruses do those Mares have?!
KNACKS: Hey Box, do you remember me? I'm Knacks! I'm your godfather!
BOX:Of course I remember you, Godpop! I look forward to tossing the pigskin from my hands to yours!
KNACKS: And vice versa!
BOX:Of course vice versa! I didn't expect you to just catch the ball and like, run away or anything.
KUSE: Knacks, where's Mare?
KNACKS: Beats me. I haven't seen her in...wow, forever.
KUSE: Hmmm. She probably went back to the Advent Calendar to look for you, Box.
KUSE: Let's get down there. She doesn't know you're okay -- she must be a wreck!
MEANWHILE...
MARE: So they caught you guys too, huh? I'm noticing a "bride trend" here.
MRS. SNOWMAN: Mare, Mare, they were so awful to us! Whips and chains and things with spikes! And they made fun of us!
MRS. SNOWMAN: I keep hearing the guards talking about "their time," and making vague references to sucking our life energies from us to "serve a greater power." Mare I'm scared!
MARE: Don't worry, Kuse will save us. I know he will.
MARE: What we need to do now is stay calm, cool and collected. Say it with me: "Calm, cool and collected."
MR. OWL: HOO HOO HOO!
MARE: Mr. Owl?! You followed me here?! Ohhh thank you thank you thank you thank you!
MRS. SNOWMAN: Do you really think this will work, Mare?
MARE: It has to work! Mr. Owl, you MUST fly back home and lead Kuse here! It's our only hope!
MRS. SNOWMAN: Soooo, you're telling me that our survival is contingent on this owl managing to lead Kuse from home to here?! He's just an owl! How can we possibly depend on an owl?!
MARE: Mrs. Snowman, it's Christmas! You've gotta have faith.
LATER!
TIGERBOY: I love it when the LEGO Calendar gives you people.
TIGERBOY: Even I can make people!
KNACKS: Good job, Tigerboy.
TIGERBOY: So are you happy that Box is back home? I still can't get over how fast he grew up.
KNACKS: I'm really happy that Box is okay, but I dunno...sometimes I wonder if this was the right world to bring him into in the first place.
TIGERBOY: What are you saying? I'm not asking for the meaning of your words, but rather just the words. And louder this time -- I can barely hear you through my tiger helmet! Lined with real fur!
KNACKS: It's just that it's only December 16th. There's still plenty of time for some seriously twisted shit to go down.
MEANWHILE...
WE BUILT THIS CITY
WE BUILT THIS CITY ON ROCK AND ROLL!
AND CHRISTMAS MAGIC!
KUSE: Snowman, you know, the only reason you were supposed to come with me to the Advent Calendar was because nobody's allowed to leave home alone. Now that Box is back, you could stay behind.
MISTA SNOWMAN: No way! You drew my name fair and square! I am all Advent, all the time!
KUSE: I don't see your mother anywhere, Box. I'm starting to get worried.
BOX: Don't worry, Dad. Maybe she took a different way home, and left just as we were leaving to come here? James Lipton is probably telling her the good news right now!
MR. OWL: How wrong you are, boy. I know where your mother is. It ain't pretty.
KUSE: Hey, you're that owl I got -- why didn't you tell anybody you could talk?
MR. OWL: Oh, I had my reasons.
MR. OWL: I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but Mare actually sent me here to fetch you. She's been kidnapped, and is currently locked in a dungeon with the female snowman and that weird brainy girl. There are numerous villains guarding them, and I think they have something just terrible in store.
KUSE: Mare's been kidnapped?!
KUSE: Oh no...oh no, Box...they got Mare. Your mother. My wife. They've taken her from us and there's no telling what awful things they're doing to her.
BOX: There there, Dad. Let's not assume the worst case scenario. There's always the chance that this owl is editorializing the facts -- maybe things aren't as bad as they seem.
MR. OWL: I'm afraid things are as bad as they seem, boy. They speak of great crimes against your mother's body and soul.
KUSE: Okay owl, take us to wherever they've got Mare. Right now.
MR. OWL: That wouldn't be very wise, Kuse, and you can trust me when it comes to things that are wise. Their numbers are far too strong for you and the boy to save Mare alone.
BOX: He could be right, Dad. Or he could be editorializing.
KUSE: No, no, he's right. There's no sense in us going down there if we're just going to get imprisoned too. Let's hit the house first -- we're going to need an elite strike force of allies to win this battle.
BOX: You mean like, the tiger, and the guy with eight heads?
