Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Inevitably, our worlds collided.

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

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

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.

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

Don't patronize me. Of course I do.

how should I put this? Enchanting abilities.

I hear they have a gamey taste.

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

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

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

School bus? Meatloaf? Hair!

- Hold on! - Master Jim!

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

and ends all that which begins?

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

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

Detention. For both of you.

So, what will it be?