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Best synchronised Gumble-splat ever!
With the twist and the flip and the ziggy-zaggy bit.
Me next. Who's with me?
No can do, little grublet.
The ultimate Gumble-splat is all about perfect synchronicity.
And there's no Gumble as in sync as me and the Bouncester here.
Ain't that right, partner?
So in sync!
If somebody was a little less...
-I wasn't going to say clumsy.
What the womp?!
Glob not eat stuffing,
Snorg eat stuffing!
I did not!
You shoved it right into your greedy rust hole!
I don't care who ate the mattress stuffing,
just shut up!
Glob started it.
Snorg is greedy meanie.
If I could have a moment, Your Vileness?
Not you again.
So sorry to trouble you, Your Stinkiness, but it seems that Gubbo,
the weaselly prep Snike,
has been hoarding the choicest bits of junk again!
But Your Highnesty...
KING SHOUTS IN RAGE
That is absolutely it!
You're getting on my scales, all of you!
I'm making a law.
From now on,
no Snike is allowed within sniffing distance of the royal throne.
I can still smell you.
Of course I've heard about mangling, but I've never actually seen it.
When two Gumbles impact with enough force,
their bodies mangle together, becoming completely intertwined.
It's not fascinating for us.
How long are we going to be stuck like this?
Oh, as long as you don't tug too much,
you'll unmangle in a few days.
Chill, Bounce. You're forgetting who you're glued to.
You're stuck to the Tinkmeister.
It'll be like grabbing grubs in a barrel.
You're always in each other's pockets anyway.
Who's more in sync than you and me?
We'll be fine. It'll be fun.
Now this is more like it.
-I can still smell you.
Get over the line.
Get over here. I need a refill.
I would, Your Repellentness, but that would mean having to
break your new law and come within smelling distance.
Unless Your Royal Disgustingness has changed his mind
and decided that it's a stupid law.
But no, our King would never make up stupid laws, would he?
Absolutely right, Chank.
I don't want any of you nincombotters anywhere near me.
That's why I'm sending you out to get me a Gumble servant.
What are you waiting for?
What was I supposed to do, hold it?
There are some things even best Gumble chums should never see!
Whoa! You two, stop pulling!
Do you want to stay mangled forever?
If you keep trying to tug apart like that,
the mangling will only get tighter.
You might never unmangle!
Yeah. Didn't mention that.
Didn't I? So forgetful.
I can't be joined to this grub-muffin forever!
You're the one who can't even catch a high five without
falling off a cliff.
The fact is you have no choice.
Work together or stay stuck forever.
Not the best time for rhymes, Happi.
Why don't the two of you go out for a Gumble?
Remind each other how in sync you are?
(Some of us are more in sync than others.)
I heard that!
I'm right here, remember?
And I'm way more in sync than you will ever be.
Oh, yeah? Well, let's see it.
Check out this synchronicity.
Hey, slow down.
What's up? Can't take the pace?
I can SO take the pace.
This is on.
You are the wompest little grub-muffin!
Take a look in a mirror, butt-face!
I'd rather be joined to a...
Easiest Gumble-snatch ever.
That's a first.
I have a Gumble for you.
Oh, about time.
I'm wasting away here.
What the bott is this?
I thought two heads might be preferable.
Of course, you could always revoke your law and allow...
Not on your Nelly.
fetch me some mattress stuffing.
And when you've done that,
these need a prune.
Go on, get.
Or it's straight in the Spangler.
There's no way I'm going near those fungus feet.
Bounce, we're already mangled.
What do you think happens if we get Spang too?
We'd be spamangled.
Let's just do as he says until we figure out how to escape.
I'm not doing anything that warty bugbotter says.
What was that?
This Gumble is broken.
Can it and get me another one.
I'd love to, Your Repellence,
but your law...
Gubbo, warm up the Spangler.
So much for best Gumble chums.
I can't believe I was ever friends with such a stubborn, stupid...
KING GRUMBLES TO HIMSELF
Perhaps, your Fetidness,
it might be time to revoke your law and let us bring you some...food?
After all, there's nothing wrong in admitting you've made
a totally stupid and silly mistake.
What? The King does not make stupid OR silly mistakes.
The King wants to be alone.
What do you think I am?
Some sort of happy Gumble who likes to play with his friends and...
The King's right.
Have you chucked your grubs?
We are Gumbles.
We DO cooperate.
So we're not great at being attached to each other.
It doesn't mean we're not friends,
and it doesn't mean we can't work together.
Tink, we have failed at working together.
What about the time we made that fart-balloon to get out
the junk mountain?
Or when we Gumble-coptered out the trash compact?
I guess we are the best at synchronised Gumble-splatting.
Did you just have a tink?
Come on, triple spit somersault,
rebound, double flip, copter rotation and we're there!
And that's why I love you.
Check it out! Working together means coming apart.
-Did anyone say clumsy?
I didn't say clumsy.
Get those Gumbles!
Don't forget your law, stink-bum!
He has a point.
Ready for some precision synchronised Gumbling?
Do you need to ask?
Get it off me!
Get the little bendy weasles!
Erm, does that mean that the law is revoked?
Just get them!
We are so in sync.
I can smell you, Chank.
I must say, I'm sorry to have missed the unmangling.
Such an unusual phenomenon.
What do you two say about trying to mangle again?
Just in the interests of research, you understand.
I think this is close enough for us.
-You know it.
-Oh. Maybe next time.