Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm pretty sure I was technically digested and then...

School bus? Meatloaf? Hair!

There is no answer. The answer is nothing. What if there is no answer?

Tobias! The less said about our escape, the better.

I'm never gonna look at food the same way again.

Okay. Let's see, if I was a Birthstone, where would I be?

So, what will it be?

and ends all that which begins?

- What do we do now? - I don't wanna be food!

It begins and has no end. And ends all things that begin. "Death."

how should I put this? Enchanting abilities.

Detention. For both of you.

I hear they have a gamey taste.

Inevitably, our worlds collided.

- If I ever see you near her again... - I expected this time would come.

Oh, my! Oh, my! Oh, my! Trollhunter quest!

Don't patronize me. Of course I do.

- Hold on! - Master Jim!

The van Brute Pony carrying Claire Nuñez can get out of the railyard to the re-center. We should stop the Pony there to get through the gates now.