My mom used to say that everybody has their something.
A special thing that makes them, well, them!
For some kids, their something is sports.
For some kids, their something is art.
For some kids, their something is music.
Maybe not these kids, but, you know, A for effort.
When I was seven, Mom got sick, and...
then it was just me and Dad.
I thought I had lost everything.
But then, I found my something.
Hey, Nory, I found...
It turns out my something...
Okay! Tomorrow's a big day and so today is a big deal!
Tomorrow, after waiting six long years,
I head off to Sage Academy.
Where super-awesome magic kids like myself,
learn how to be super-awesomer and magic-er.
Could be scary. Could be overwhelming.
Nah, it won't because I'm not going on my own.
I'm going with my best of BFFs,
the amazing, mystifying,
and also magic-ifying, Reina Carvajal!
"Amazing"? "Mystifying"? "Magic-ifying"?
What? I'm practicing hyping you up.
I need to let that school know they've got a superstar on their hands!
I'm just trying to make it through the first semester in one piece.
Are you kidding? We're gonna be great.
Show everyone how good you are without any training.
Okay. Okay, ready.
- Any requests? - You know what I'm gonna say.
- You're gonna say "Sparkle Fireba..." - Sparkle Fireball!
For sure, no doubt. It's my favorite.
You say everything I do is your favorite.
Yeah, but Sparkle Fireball is my favorite favorite.
It's a good one. But it's really hard.
Not for you! You are a flame-throwing rockstar.
How was that?
It was all right.
If you like incredibly, awesome,
mind-blowing, magical powers!
'Cause you are so good at magic it's bananas.
You are going to rock Sage so hard.
It's we who are going to rock Sage so hard. Me and you.
Speaking of. Your turn.
Okay. Okay. Give me a second. Let me concentrate.
Kitten, kitten, kitten.
Well, this is new.
I'm seeing kitten, of course, but also...
kangaroo and beaver?
Hey, where'd you get my pencil?
I wish I just had a little more control over the wacko-animals I turn into.
You're still magic. That's what matters most.
Yeah, but like, you just think about fire and... poof!
I think about a cat and I turn into a terrifying abomination.
That's why we're going to Sage.
They're gonna teach you to be the best abomination you can be.
Dad, are you sure we're in the right place?
Is there supposed to be a bus or something?
This is where they told us to go.
Are you okay?
- I... I might be a little nervous. - That's natural.
Your mom said she was nervous, too.
She was? But she was so good at magic.
Of course she was nervous! New things are scary!
I know you're gonna be okay.
Then you know what? I know I'm gonna be okay, too.
- You know what else? - What else?
- You're going to magic school! - I'm going to magic school!
Something awesome, right?
Some kind of magical amazing, something.
Hey, come on, let's go! The school's not gonna walk to you!
Bye-bye parents! See you at Thanksgiving.
Adios! Sayonara! Au revoir!
Catch you later! Ciao! TTYL! Bye!
Okay, come on, here we go, no time to waste, can't stop for anything.
Oh, except this.
So, clap, clap, clap. You can all do magic
Big whoop, I get it.
That's why you're going to magic school,
where you'll be up to your magical butts
in magical magic for the next six magical years.
But, like, the one rule of this little nature hike is no magic.
Okay? Here we go, come on!
Okay, hello! Noisy, magic children, please, keep your voices down,
as there are mystical creatures and vicious monsterlings out there.
We don't want them jumping out and tearing you all limb for limb.
Wow, that is really too easy.
Okay. Everyone chill, I'm kidding. There are no mystical creatures.
Okay, unless you think skunks are mystical.
Save your spray, dude.
He was just explaining the rules, he didn't mean any offense.
Hey! What'd I just say about not doing magic right now?
I wasn't doing magic! I was just...
talking to a skunk?
Put a sock in it, skunk whisperer.
I know, I know, that is so uncool, bro. We'll talk later, okay?
Hmm. What's up with emo-Joe over there?
Maybe you should try talking to him and find out.
Yeah! Good idea!
Get out there, mingle, shake hands, kiss babies.
After all, these are our people.
Nory Boxwood Horace.
Very cool backpack, by the way. Where did you get...
- Our people are not big talkers. - Solid effort though.
You know what's worse than this spooky forest?
That old guy wearing cargo shorts over long johns.
Awesome. A creepy nightmare hole.
Excuse me, sir, are we lost?
Well, how would I know? I'm just an old guy in wack threads.
Now. Follow me, if you dare.
Nory? I could use one of those pep-talks where you...
tell me I'm a flame-throwing rock star,
because this is a lot.
You are a flame-throwing rock star.
And this is a lot.
But we got this.
Eh. Don't even bother. Those don't work here.
These other fire kids are really good.
Not better than you! Reina, we're here!
Students. Students! Students!