"So you've come back,

Well that's a surprise,

Just realize that I'm here to break your thighs, guys,

And from the ashes of battle the TRUE ruler will arise

(That's me by the way)"

The Mouse King began his rap, with Dope and Fresh being his backup breakdancers. The force of the mouse king's verses were so strong, that for some reason, he started to grow heads. First one extra head, then another, and another, until he had exactly SIX extra heads on his body—each a carbon copy of the original!

"Okay, THAT'S GROSS!" Dave replied.

"They always say,

Six heads are better than one!

Best sit back and relax,

You'll be finished real soon, hon!"

The Mouse King continued to rap and rap in front of the Nutcracker, making him grow more and more nervous by the second.

"Just face it boy,

Your time has come!

You gonna die, don't cry,

Oh my!

Three blind mice,

Best see how they run,

This story gonna end,

Soon you'll be done, son!"

Clara was tired of his insults being hurled at the Nutcracker. She rolled up her sleeves, took the ice sword and approached the rodent, taking a bite of the enchanted sugarplum and letting the spirits of rhyme into her brain.

"NOW HOLD UP!

LIS-TEN HERE, DUDE!

It's Christmas time,

It's not sublime to be rude,

Put away the tude' and mood!"

Clara pushed the Nutcracker out of the way, saving him from any harm. She stood for a second, feeling very confident.

"Maybe I can't stand the rain,

But I can handle the snow,

As fo' you an' my flows,

I sho' don't know Joe!

Ya best back off b'fo I turn right round an' slam that do',

Straight up, no diggety,

Into ya face, yo!

If ya truly wanna rap,

Ya gots to do it like so!"

Clara rapped circles around the Mouse King, while at the same time being able to wield a sword in the process. Dope and Fresh tried to stop her, but the Sugarplum fairy showed up (albeit as a spirit, thanks to the enchanted sugarplum), and karate-kicked Dope, and slammed Fresh into a full-body supplex, then disappearing.

"I may only be a girl,

But I'mma be someone in this world,

Don't gotta twirl til' I hurl,

Or just knit an' purl!"

The Mouse King was actually stunned by the rapping and became slightly weaker.

"You can squeak and you can squeak,

But you gonna get weak,

When you mess with me,

Ya know the earth'll be inherited by the meek!

Don't have to be a FREAK!"

Clara stuck out a foot and was able to trip the Mouse King, taking the ice sword and chopping off all six of his heads in the process.

There she stood for a moment, taking in a deep breath and observing what she'd done.

The other mice ran away, for in their eyes she was a terrorist.

The candy, flower, toy, and ice people cheered, however—for in their eyes, Clara was a hero.

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The entire world rejoiced once they heard of Clara's victory at the hands of the mouse king. There was much partying in the streets, especially in the nougat streets of Candy Land.

"YAY! CLARA!" The people exclaimed.

"YOU'RE SO COOL!" A peppermint girl exclaimed.

"No, YOU'RE COOL!" Clara responded.

"So, let me get this straight," the Queen of Flowers (a lovely rose woman wearing a crown of dewdrops) said to Dave. "You were able to survive in the Land of Ice, without WILTING?!"

"Yep." Dave replied, a huge smug on his flower face.

The Queen immediately bowed before Dave.

"Marry me." Was all she replied with.

"—wow, didn't know you would be such a simp." Dave responded to himself about the Queen.

Meanwhile, the Sugarplum fairy approached the Nutcracker—she was clad in a lovely red dress that showed off her beautiful ebony legs, her natural pink hair having been let down, and a nice shade of lipstick coating her lips.

"Hey babe.." the fairy said in a very sultry voice. "You did great out there."

"Monique.." the Nutcracker replied with a sigh, wrapping his now-flesh arms around the attractive fairy. "You didn't do bad yourself.."

"How bout' you come on back to my castle.." The sugar plum fairy winked. "Later on, we'll conspire..."

"Rrreowr!" The Nutcracker exclaimed, clearly liking the sound of that.

After a few hours of partying, Clara realized what she had to do.

"Sorry guys.." Clara solemnly spoke. "This has been a wonderful party, and you all have been excellent, as well as great friends, but I have to go home."

"Aw MAN!!" Dave exclaimed, pulling away from kissing the Queen of plants. "But the party's just gettin' started!"

"Yes, I know." Clara replied. "But I have a family back there.."

"Okay.." Dave replied, walking over and hugging the young girl. "I'll see ya around, kiddo."

"Bye, Dave." Clara replied.

"Farewell, Clara.." the Sugarplum fairy replied, hugging the girl as well.

"Goodbye, Sugarplum." Clara smiled. "Thank you for helping me fight the Mouse King."

"My pleasure, honey." The Sugarplum fairy smiled.

"Goodbye, Clara.." The Nutcracker replied—the last one to wish her farewell.

"Bye, Nutcracker.." Clara replied. "I love you..."

And with that, the Sugarplum fairy whipped out her wand, and shone a flash of magical dust onto Clara, making her immediately fall asleep.