( whistles )
* Some say I'm just a kid *
* But I stand tall like a pyramid *
* One day I'll be mythic *
* Read about it in hieroglyphics *
* Ah-ee-ah-ah-oh *
* It's written in the stars, I'm who I'm gonna be *
* I'm takin' on the world this time *
* It's written in the stars of all that I can be *
* I feel the power in my heart *
* It's written in the stars *
( wind whistling )
( ominous music plays )
Do you hear that, Professor Jurval?
Oh, you mean my new ringtone?
Ringtone: (ominous music)
Actually, I was referring
to the sound of absolutely nothing.
Khensu: Ah, midterms.
That magical time of year
when all the students cloister themselves away
in their dorms, cramming like mad for exams.
I'm quite proud of this year's cadets.
For once, they appear to be taking their studies seriously.
( Khensu gasps )
( cadets shouting, laughing )
Ha. You said a thing, and then it was the opposite.
( growls )
- Ah! Ha ha! - Khensu: Dennis!
- Aaah! - Who's to blame for this?
( screams )
( Cleo laughing )
Ohh. Of course.
Really great technique, Omnia!
Oh! Use your anti-grav belt, Callie!
Keep it up, Khensu-u-u-u-u-u... oops.
Aaah!
Uh, I can explain?
And you will!
But first, I need to glare at you
like thisfor a while!
Heh. Heh heh.
All right, that should do it.
Come on, Khensu. ( grunts )
You can't be too mad-- we were studying!
Studying?! Don't make me glare again.
- It strains my eyes. - Akila: No, really, Khensu.
This is a combat training study group. Cleo started it,
and it's the biggest study group in Academy history.
Yeah! It's so popular, even Callie joined.
What?! No, I didn't! I would never.
I-- Aah!
Hey, look over there!
Can you guys just play along so I can run away?
- ( Cleo sighs ) - Thank you, bye!
I never thought I would say this, Cleo,
but I'm impressed by your studiousness.
Well, thank you, Khensu.
Quick question: What is a "studiousness?"
And I take it back.
Come on, Cleo, we gotta go study alien biology.
Ohh. More like alien why-ology.
Am I right? Nothing?
Shoulda gone with "die-ology." I knew that was better!
I know you don't like studying subjects besides combat,
but there's this little thing called a "grade point average"?
Oh, come on. I'm the Savior of the Galaxy.
From the Prophecy? What are they gonna do, expel me?
Zuzz: Did you just say
you're the Savior of the Galaxy?
- Uh-- - No! No, no!
Ha ha. You misheard. She said she's the Galaxy of the Savior.
- Brian: Huh? - Oh, shoot.
Swapping words doesn't work, does it?
OK, yeah, she's the savior.
Uh, Zuzz, buddy, pal--
Aaah!
Uh, swarm thingy.
This is majorly top-secret,
'cause if the other students knew, they'd get jealous.
Uh, no. It's a secret to make it harder
- for bad guys to kidnap you! - Whatevs.
So, Zuzz, can you do us a solid
and take this secret to your grave?
You got it, bruh.
My lips are sealed.
Both: Aaah!
Should I be worried he doesn't have lips?
Uh...
*
( buzzing )
Wait. What?!
- Savior? - Ya know, like--
( whistling nonchalantly )
Announcer: Exclusive breaking news
from gossip reporter Gurbo Gorbage.
A news report! I hope it isn't coincidentally related
to what's going on with me!
Gorbage: Cleopatra...
- Oh, no. - Oh, yes.
The identity of the long-prophesied
Savior of the Galaxy has at last been revealed!
Her name: Cleopatra.
Her game: Fishkaboom.
And her crown: a snake.
It's an ibis!
With her shocking secret revealed,
this "C" student has landed on the A-list!
Heads up, Mayet socialites!
You'd better add Cleopatra to your next party guest list!
- Both: Aah! Uhh! - Wow. OK, uh...
so obviously, things are crazy-bonkers right now!
Are they? Heh.
I feel like things have been crazy-bonkers-er.
Like, remember when we shrunk down
and fought a worm inside Mihos's brain?
- ( Mihos chitters) - Now, that was crazy-bonkers.
Yeah. Just relax, Cleo.
People get all excited about gossip at first,
and then they lose interest.
Like this one time I wet my pants
in front of everyone at a school assembly?
Ha ha! No one even remembers it! Right, Brian?
Definitely no one remembers every single detail of that incident.
Guys, this is not run-of-the-mill pants-wetting--
it's big news!
I'm a celebrity now!
I'm famous! A star!
People are gonna treat me waydifferent now, trust me.
I was super famous back in ancient Egypt,
and every time I left the palace,
it was all like, "Cleo, can you sign my papyrus?"
"Cleo, you're my idol!"
"Cleo, my family worships you as a descendent of the gods."
Ohh! It was awful. ( giggling )
Mm-hmm. You're saying this like it's a bad thing,
and you're smiling like it's a not-bad thing.
- No, I'm not! - Yeah, you are.
OK, so maybe I miss the attention just a tiny bit.
- ( chittering ) - Don't worry about it.
I'm not gonna let my celebrity status
become a distraction.
Trust me, I know how to keep a low profile.
*
- Oh, yeah. You'll blend right in. - Exactly!
This oughta keep the massive legions of fans at bay.
I expect, at most, a small, eager horde.
Or possibly a modest parade.
Ahh. OK.
Eager horde, here I come.
Wait. Where's the horde?
Guys! No one's even lookingat me, let alone fainting with admiration.
- This is so weird! - Yeah, that's what's weird here.
( cadets chattering )
Guys, I figured out why everyone's treating me so weird.
Um, are they, though?
Yeah, dude-- the weirdest!
And here's why: they're intimidated
by my celebrity status.
Cleo, I think maybe
this weirdness is all in your head.
Oh, yeah? Well, then why is no one sitting by us?
Hi, Cleo! Is anyone sitting here?
No one is sitting here! That's my whole point!
Aaaaah!
Cleo, you need to relax.
And by relax, I mean study for midterms,
'cause ain't no one got time to relax right now!
I made you some detailed flashcards--
built into a friendship bracelet.
Hee hee hee!
*
Uh, that's...great?
Oh, my fans need me! Gotta go!
Yeah, uh--
( video game noises )
( slurping )
OK, fine. I'll take a selfie with you
if you just leave me alone.
- Unhh! - Uh, what is happening right now?
Can I have my Boswell back?
Everybody smiiiiize!
Ohh, my eyes were closed on that one.
Let's try another. Everyone say "Savior!"
*
Guys! Wait! Don't be intimidated!
I'm really very down-to-earth!
Keep the Boswell, I don't care!
Lakshmi: She's stalking us!
Did you guys seethat?
- Every bit of it. - Unfortunately.
I'm gonna have to do something to fix this weirdness.
- Something big! - Please don't.
I'll address it head-on!
Or--counterproposal--
you could not...do that?
( cadets chattering )
Ahem.
Thank you, everybody,
for allowing me to speak.
And please, hold your adoring applause until the end.
( coughs )
( both groan )
You all know by now that I, yes, I,
am the long-awaited Savior of the Galaxy.
Now that my secret is out, I'm sure it's hard for you to look at me the same way.
- I'm trying to study here! - But I want to assure you,
just because I'm special
doesn't mean I need special attention.
But special attention would be appreciated. But not needed.
But ya know, good. You can applaud now.
( silence )
There. That oughta fix the weirdness.
Cleo, remember when we went to the Savior Institute
and everyone wanted your autograph and you got all weird?
No, but I remember when we went to the Savior Institute
and everyone wanted my autograph and I was super cool about it.
- I'm sure you do. - I'm glad I made that speech before my combat study group.
I'd hate for my fame to dampen the vibe.
Cleo: I think my fame dampened the vibe.
- Somethingdampened it. - I don't get it!
This is the most popular group in Academy history!
You know, we're always here for you, 'kay?
Except not literally, 'cause we have to go.
- Cleo: Huh? - Our time travel study group meets from four to three.
It's OK! I'll wait here!
Just in case anyone, a-ha...
shows up, ya know?
( laughs awkwardly )
*
Huhh! Whoaaa!
Ow!
( both snoring )
- ( alarm ringing ) - Aaaah!
Uhh! Uhh. Uhh.
( clears throat )
Hello?
(sing-songy) Cleo-patra!
Darling! Howare you?
C'est moi, Gurbo Gorbage.
Hey! You spread that rumor about me!
It's my job, dearie. These scarves don't buy themselves.
Actually, this one has software I use to order more scarves,
so they kinda do buy themselves.
Ha ha ha ha ha. But honey, I called
because you are a natural in the spotlight!
The camera loves you.
You really think so?
Absolutely, baby! You're a star!
I guess no one here got the memo.
Well, no surprise, mon cher. Now that you're famous,
your friends won't know how to behave around you.
That does seem to check out.
Which is why you need to make new friends with other celebrities.
Come out tonight. I'll take you to an exclusive party downtown
where you can rub shoulders with the rich and famous.
I don't know. I'm kinda supposed to study tonight.
Ha ha! Blow it off!
Oh, let's be real, I was never gonna do it anyway. I'm in!
Fabulous! Put on your finest scarf, girl,
and I'll pick you up tonight.
Toodle-oo! Ha ha ha ha!
Hmm.
Hmm? Hmm.
Pick out your fanciest, schmanciest clothes, Akila!
I'm goin' to a par-tay, and you're my lucky plus-one.
It's schmoozin' time!
Ohh! Cleo, we can't schmooze!
We need to schtudy-- I mean, study!
Midterms are two days from yesterday.
(gasps) Omigosh. That's tomorrow!
Come on, it'll be fun!
This cool lady, Gurbo Gorbage,
is gonna introduce us to new people!
People who won't act weird just because I'm famous.
( inhales, exhales )
Cleo, I'm about to say a thing,
and I want you to know, that thing
comes from a place of love and support.
Also, that thing is going to be loud.
OK.
No one is acting weird! You'reacting weird! You!
You are the weird! The weird is you!!!
What? That's not--
You keep saying that you want to be treated like a normal person,
but you obviously superwant to be treated like a celebrity!
- I don't-- - It's OK. Why wouldn't you?
Being famous is awesome!
But we don't have time for celebrities at the Academy!
We have to focus on defeating Octavian!
And more importantly, not failing midterms!!!
( panting )
So if you just settle down and study,
I promise you,
things will go back to normal.
I refuse to believe that studying
could be the solution to any problem. Ever.
Now excuse me as I storm away.
( sighs )
- Cleo... Umm. - ( Mihos chitters )
( sighs )
- * - ( Cleo laughs )
Mmm...
( Mihos purrs, chitters )
Mmm.
Huh?
Darling, look at you!
You are more fabulous than an Aldebarian sparkle whale!
Oh! And that scarf!
Ohh! It's to die for. Come on in!
My friends will be soeager to meet you.
( Gurbo chuckles )
- ( lock clicks ) - Whoa! That was an ominous lock.
Wait. Wasthat an ominous lock?
Hello, Academy brat!
You! From the Osirens!
You're--uh...Nekkles?
Wodger...? Don't tell me, don't tell me.
It is Urteko! My name is Urteko!
Uhh! I need to work on my brand recognition.
Gurbo, we're being kidnapped!
Aaah! OK.
So...only Mihos and I are being kidnapped.
( chitters )
Ah. It's just me, then.
Fantastic.
Gurbo, look, I know you're a big fan,
but you don't have to kidnap me just to hang out with me.
You? Oh, please!
You're a nobody compared to
the greatest celebrity in the universe...
Are you gonna finish?
(sing-songy) Octa-vian!
Ohh! Why is it always Octavian?!
Lemme guess. You're taking me to him?
That's right, and he'll be just ever so grateful.
Once he conquers the galaxy,
I will assume my position of ultimate power as...
Galactic Minister of Gossip!
That's all? You don't wanna, like,
rule a planet or something?
What, am I crazy?
Aaaaaah! ( cackles insanely )
- ( Cleo struggling ) - We will hide the brat here.
I will have my crew bring a ship down after dark.
Uhh! Argh! Aah!
( Gurbo laughs )
Terrific! There's time for a mid-kidnapping interview.
Cleo, let me ask you a few questions.
Uhh! Why? I doubt Octavian is interested in my personal life.
This isn't for Octavian!
It's for myjuicy tell-all memoir:
"From Garbage to Glam--" colon--
"The Gurbo Gorbage Story."
( cackles )
( Mihos chittering )
( both gasp )
Huh? What is it, Mihos?
Three words.
First word is...
snakes!
No. Lasers!
No. Laser snakes!
What? That doesn't make sense.
Ooh! Ooh!
Snake lasers! Final answer.
What is it, boy? Did something happen to Cleo?
( chitters )
Cleo is stuck in a well?
Uh, Cleo is...
trapped by... snake lasers?!
Sorry, all I can think about now is snake lasers.
Uh, OK! Uh, I don't know!
Uh, OK, uh, uh, let's try Cleo got kidnapped...
by...
Gurbo Gorbage?
Really?
I was just guessing! Wow.
We gotta save her!
Akila, you might want to keep your voice down.
( buzzing )
Gurbo: Now, come on, darling, talk to Gurbo.
What will you miss most about freedom?
I guess...
I'm gonna miss my friends.
They've always supported me,
in good times, bad times,
and weird times.
Especially the weird times.
They never treated me like I was famous or different,
and...they told me the truth,
even when I didn't want to hear it.
Now I finally appreciate that.
That is some compelling content!
My memoir is gonna sell like deep-fried tizzywollock!
( cackling )
So this is it. This is how it ends?
Not with a bang, but a--
( loud bang )
I knew my friends would come for me!
I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!
Gurbo Gorbage,
I will give you one chance to hand over Cleopatra.
Well, let's say I do. Then what?
Oh. Uh, I just assumed you'd reject my offer.
You assumed right, sweetheart.
I still got a few tricks up my scarf!
Well, I'vegot a few tricks myself.
Hyah!
Huahh!
Aaah!
Omigosh.
You guys all showed up for me?
Come at us, darlings.
Show us what you've got.
( cackling )
Cadets! This fight will count as your combat training midterm!
( cadets cheering )
Hahh!
We got drones incoming!
( zapping )
-Cadet: Whooo! -Zuzz: Yeah, brahs!
Hyahh!
( cackling )
Cadets: Aaah!
Heeyah!
Ha-hey! Ha ha ha ha ha!
All right, come on!
Way to go, Cheval!
Yahhh!
All right, Omnia, that's the stuff!
Let's go, Zuzz, show 'em what you're made of!
By the way, what areyou made of?
( whimpering )
Whoo-hoo!
Huh?
( roars )
( both grunting )
Aaah!
( whimpers )
Ooooohhh! Yahh!
Ha ha!
( both squeal )
( whimpers )
Unhhh... Ohh...
Huh! Hut! Whoo! I always believed in you, Dennis!
Waaah.
Now, thisis a combat study group!
Gurbo: Time for me to take matters into my own feet!
( weapons firing )
Cleo: Let go of me!
- ( chittering ) - Mihos!
Now is no time for charades!
Khensu: Mihos, what are you-- Aaah!
( grunting )
Whoa! Uhh!
Careful, darling.
You don't want me to drop you, do you?
Uh, fair point.
I can't wait to see the look on Octavian's face when he sees you.
What is that? Ohhh!
- ( chittering ) - Well, hello again,
you cute little walking scarf, you.
- ( Mihos snarling ) - Cleo: Yay, Mihos!
No, Mihos!
Whooooah!
Well, well, well, Cleo-pootra.
Who's the Savior now?
Yeah, yeah, I deserve the snark.
Cleo, catch! Aah!
Well, fun while it lasted, Callie, but...
Yahh!
Yaaaah!
( shrieking )
- Cleo: Yo, Gurbo! - What?
Why don't you write about this in your memoir?
Hyuh!
Oh, whoa, whoa, aaaah!
Hi-yah!
( Gurbo screaming )
- ( chitters, purrs ) - Mmmm!
- Uhh! - Huhh! - Mind the scarves.
Oh, thank goodness you're safe!
Well, thanks for saving my butt today.
Hey, we're your friends. It's what we do.
- Oh... - ( Khensu purring )
Is it OK if I make a little speech to the students?
I'd like to thank them for saving me like a normal person
and not some famous celebrity Savior of the Galaxy.
Cleo! Your little speeches are what caused
all the weirdness in the first place!
Oh, right.
Sorry about that.
Gurbo: Please! Please!
Don't you know who I am?!
I can make you famous! Don't you want to be famous?
Careful with my precious scarf!
I can't believe I ever thought she was cool.
Gurbo: I can make you a star!
I can get you in the movies!
I-I mean, tickets!
( music playing )