Violent knight.
Born to fight. Sword in hand.
Might makes right. Battle surging,
yet mustache stays styled. Bat-tle virgin,
his swings are so wild. Well, we should be going. Lots more Villages to rob,
I mean, serenade. Let me get you your tip. Oh no! No no. Not necessary. Please, I insist. Good luck in the battle, sis.
Will you be back for Clashmas? Uh, sure, why wouldn't I? Uh, because you find a way
to skip out on Clashmas every year? But don't worry, Mom's used to it now. I thought I'd give you your present now in case you don't make it
home for... you know. It's an axe cozy. Thanks, Mom.
But I'll be here. I promise. I swear on my mother's...
Oh wait, that's you. Anyway... Okay, fine. I missed last Clashmas. But, I mean, I came home
for Thanksclashing! And I missed the Clashmas before that,
but I had just finished my axe exams. I mean, what,
I can't decompress after axe exams? And when did we decide... Sylvia, my sister... was the queen president of Clashmas?! Excuse me, the battle
you were just fighting is over… Yeah, and you lost. So you hitting our Town Hall now.
It's just vandalism. Oh. Sorry. I was distracted on the way over.
Do you know how to return to my Village? You just attacked us.
Why should we help you? The spirit of Clashmas? This seems familiar. The forest definitely had trees.
I think. Whoa! Relax.
I have to pay for those myself, you know. Hey, I'm lost and I really need
to get back to my Village. Hey, I'm lost too!
What am I thinking? My name's Mort. I veered off during my Clan's attack and came up in a field of Golems
having a Clashmas prom. Billy finally got the guts
to ask Rose to dance! - Where are you from?
- AngelasClashes. I'm from BorschtBoy622!
We're practically neighbors! - So you know the way back?
- No, I don't. Still, I can't believe our Clashmas luck. I mean, me, slow dancing
with a beautiful Golem, and you, finding me! Every Clashmas my Village
makes gingerbread Huts and Barracks. If there's time, Dark Barracks! Talking above ground is way better.
My mouth doesn't fill up with dirt! Yeah, you know,
I'm not really that big on Clashmas. I mean, it's a lot of pressure... like being there on time,
which I'm not gonna be... again. Is that...? It is! An airport! - It's a miracle!
- A Clashmas miracle! Nah. Just a miracle. There's nothing like fresh new snow. Hey, wait. Looks like this is where we say goodbye. Why? We can both fly home. Oh, nah, it's not so much
that I'm afraid of heights... it's more that I'm in love with lows. Oh. Okay then.
Um, bye. And a super Merry Clashmas to you! So, we re-arranged our Village
to look like a bunch of Clashmas wreaths. - It looks a like a target.
- No! Not at all. I didn't draw the best part, where we
stack the presents in the middle. See?
Hey, why aren't you on a Dragon? All the flights are over-booked. I could take you, guys. Balloons fly too. Plus, we have baskets. Do Dragons have baskets?
No, they do not. That would be amazing! Well, I guess I could close my eyes, scrunch down in the basket
and think I'm buried in dirt. You know, I usually just untie it. It's okay, Mort. Just think of Clashmas. The gingerbread huts.
The gingerbread... other stuff. Gingerbread.
Gingerbread. Just a little turbulence.
The manual says it'll pass. Hey, who needs a manual, right? Gingerbread, gingerbread! Oh, no, Mort, your candle! Gingerbread!
Gingerbread! Don't worry, the manual said
we can get by with three ropes! - Gingerbread!
- But not two. This is a lot scarier
than a Balloon! Boulder! Bigger boulder! Biggest boulder yet! I think I'll stop ranking them. You see? Burning balloon baskets
sledding down mountains is exactly why I don't fly. We would have been fine
if you hadn't freaked out! I don't think there's any benefit
in pointing fingers. Hey, the pilot's pointing finger! Hop in! Hope you don't mind
staring at Minion butt. We're lucky we found you. Can't imagine many people
driving on Clashmas Eve. I've been going 72 hours straight. Fueled by these. My Village is counting on me
to deliver precious Clashmas cargo. Festive napkins?
I don't get it. When you spill Clash nog,
you're going to use a regular napkin? Will that feel like Clashmas to you? Speaking of Clashmas,
my favorite part is the tinsel. I like it when it curls at the end. But not too much, that seems showy to me.
It shouldn't be the star of the tree, but merely a supporting actor
in the beautiful ensemble cast, fluttering with a whish, whish,
whish... - He's asleep!
- And he missed half my story. Boulder!
Bigger boulder! Even bigger boulder! You're right,
ranking them is not helpful! You put him to sleep with your story! It was so boring,
how did you even stay awake telling it? Excuse us. You think you can attack our Village and work through your issues
while you're at it? No way!
Attack! Barbecue sauce, that was your fault. Wait! Don't kill the sauce. We have a better idea. Festive holiday napkins? We could wipe our hands
and whatevers with those! It's a Clashmas miracle! The first bombshell the Healers did say caused so much troop damage, they quit on that day. I hate to be negative, but you may not
make it home for Clashmas. I know. I'll be
in a boatload of trouble with my... We're not done yet!
The ship! Wait, what are you doing?
Do you know how much rope costs? I'm trying to save Clashmas! I'm seasick already...
seasick of your decisions. Okay, I don't like feeling angry,
but, darn it, you stole a ship! That's ship-napping! I promised I'd be home for Clashmas
and this is my only chance. Amazing. Even after all this, you know as much about Clashmas
as I do about swimming. You're on your own. I miss dirt! Kyra! You made it! Of course.
A promise is a promise. I was sure you'd flake again this year.
That's why I'm wearing your bracelet! In the spirit of Clashmas,
which I made it home for, I am going to ignore that.
Hey, where'd all this loot come from? We raided another Village
while you were gone. Real sitting duck. They were arranged like a target...
Bullseye and everything. A target? That's Mort's Village!
I've got to go. - Oh, Mort...
- Why are you here? You didn't care about me
or Clashmas or anything. But I know how much you do. And someone who loves Clashmas
so much shouldn't spend it alone. Come spend Clashmas with my family. Uh… Sure! I'd love to. - Kyra, I've learned something too.
- Wait, I didn't learn anything. I need to make sure
people want to hear my stories. Would your family
like to learn about gingerbread? - No.
- You want me to tunnel us to your house? Run away from the danger,
and bury your head. Enemies are attacking
and causing you dread. Don't worry, sweet villager
all will be fine. For the enemies don't know
that you've booby-trapped with mines. Wait a minute.
This road is air. On Minion, on Minion,
on Minion, on Minion... I should've given my Minions names. Do you guys have names?!
I should know that, right? On Minion, on Minion,
on Minion, on Minion!
