MARE: Gosh, I feel like I haven't seen the circus in days.
MARE: This whole month's been a blur. Don't you agree, Mista Snowman?
MISTA SNOWMAN: WE GOT ROOT VEGETABLES!
MARE: Really? Today's gift was vegetables?
MISTA SNOWMAN: And a mouse! But I'm more excited about the vegetables!
MISTA SNOWMAN: Okay Mare, no bullshit -- you HAVE to get me a juicer for Christmas!
MEANWHILE...
CLAIRE: So, you guys finally made it up here, eh? Took ya long enough.
KNACKS: Shut up, Claire. You're an evil bitch, and so is that freaky rabbit standing next to you.
KNACKS: We're going to give you one chance to surrender. If you don't, it's clobberin' time.
CLAIRE: Oh God, isn't this precious, Hare?
HARE: Indeed. They must be on hallucinogens.
KNACKS: Enough! You saw what we did to your little friends outside! We're hardcore! We can SO take you!
KNACKS: What's it going to be? Give up...or DIE.
CLAIRE: Oooooh, a conundrum! What do you think we should do, Hare?
HARE: Well, we could surrender...or we could kill them and have sex on top of their smoldering corpses.
CLAIRE: That sounds good, let's go with that.
CLAIRE: Hit us with your best shot, kittens.
MEANWHILE...
JAMES LIPTON: I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD DO THIS!
JAMES LIPTON: You went to the Advent Calendar without me! How could you do that?!
WAITERBOT: Quiet, you toad. Now that I have Paul, I have little use for your pathetic company.
JAMES LIPTON: But Waiterbot, we're supposed to be a team! Mare said!
WAITERBOT: Fuck Mare. Mare is a goat woman and we both know it!
KUSE: Is there a problem here?
JAMES LIPTON: Oh Kuse, thank God it's you! Waiterbot went to the Advent Calendar without me! He's trying to replace me with that weird photographer! This isn't right!
JAMES LIPTON: You gotta do something about this, Kuse!
KUSE: I'm not getting involved...I have my own problems. You'll have to figure this one out for yourself.
JAMES LIPTON: Fine then! I will! You just watch me!
JAMES LIPTON: Hey Waiterbot, remember this?! If you don't put me back on Advent Calendar duty, I'll burn you to death!
WAITERBOT: Oh PLEASE. Half the people here shoot shit from their hands.
JAMES LIPTON: Yeah, but that's just hand energy! I'm powered with actual, literal fire!
WAITERBOT: Bah! I am flame retardant!
KUSE: Hey James, have you seen Hssxxlllo around?
JAMES LIPTON: He's out back, chatting it up with that weird clown. Why?
KUSE: Just had to ask him something.
LATER!
TIGERBOY: Ughhhnnn...
KNACKS: Owwwwwccchhhh...
CLAIRE: That was too easy. I barely had a chance to enjoy it!
HARE: Okay, but explain this to me again...why are we letting them live?
CLAIRE: How many times do I have to tell you?! We have to let our savior kill them, so he can collect their life energies!
HARE: What a raw deal. I was really looking forward to printing copies of the coroner's report, listing their causes of death as "Hare."
CLAIRE: Fred! Zombria! Take these sacks of shit to the dungeon!
FRED: Are you sure they're totally unconscious?
CLAIRE: Quite sure. I'm a good shot.
MEANWHILE...
KUSE: Christ, you're a tough guy to find.
HSSXXLLLO: What's the matter, Kuse?
KUSE: That clown! That's what's the matter! I told you...if you can't figure out where that clown came from, we're going to have to kill him!
HSSXXLLLO: But Kuse! I think I'm getting close! I gave him some food earlier, and I swear, he was like *this close* to talking!
KUSE: One more day, Hssxxlllo. That's all I'll give you.
HSSXXLLLO: But I don't understand why this is such a huge rush, Kuse! It's not like he can hurt anyone from inside that cage! Why are you being so impatient?
KUSE: Because those circus animals were our friends, Hssxxlllo, and they deserve justice! Now how do you expect to make this murderer talk? I want to know who he's working for!
HSSXXLLLO: Well, I came close to getting answers by feeding him some bread. Maybe giving him a drink will push things over the edge?
KUSE: Sounds good. Where do we keep the drinks? I'll go fetch one.
HSSXXLLLO: Oh, I think there's a can of beer left, over on the elephant podium. You sure you don't want me to get it? It's a little messy over there.
KUSE: Naw, I want to help.
MEANWHILE...
FRED: There! That should hold the little twits!
FRED: Heh, those kids are gonna have a nice little family reunion in there, dontcha think?
ZOMBRIA: I don't think. Thinking is for losers. I just do.
DOCTOR: Oh my God...not you guys, too!
DOCTOR: Oh frig...you guys are in rough shape. Shit...why couldn't I have become a real doctor? Why did I insist on only dressing the part? Shit.
DOCTOR: Hey, you better come have a look at this!
DOCTOR: They must've been coming to rescue us. Looks like they took a real beating. What should we do?
DOCTOR: ....
DOCTOR: Well?!
KUSE: Ah fuck. I guess we could start by checking their pulses?
!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!
MEANWHILE...
KUSE: Hey, Hssxxlllo! I don't see any cans of beer on this elephant podium. Are you sure it's here?
HSSXXLLLO: I'm 100% positive, Kuse! It should be right next to the baby badger!
KUSE: Ah, yep. There's the beer.
HSSXXLLLO: Try not to shake it up on the walk back over here. I don't want the clown to think we're playing the old "shake the can and make it explode" trick on him.
HSSXXLLLO: ...heywaitasecond.
HSSXXLLLO: ....
HSSXXLLLO:What the forest?!!
HSSXXLLLO: Oh. My. God.
KUSE: Is there a problem, Hssxxlllo? You sound jittery over there.
HSSXXLLLO: What? No! There's no problem! No problem at all! I was just...I was just whistling! I love to whistle!
KUSE: I see.
HSSXXLLLO: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
HSSXXLLLO:WHO ARE YOU?!! WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?!!
HSSXXLLLO: NOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooo.....
???????: Sorry, kiddo, but you knew too much. On the bright side, there are far worse fates than finishing out your life as a normal, everyday rabbit.
